<?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-141386286316411382</id><updated>2012-02-17T18:15:16.855Z</updated><title type='text'>Another Starry Nite</title><subtitle type='html'>hidden by the clouds</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02444529497806345886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Se8Y1gcPVzI/AAAAAAAAAgI/2nOSJbaXUzs/S220/Amsterdam+110.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>114</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141386286316411382.post-7154485696434360665</id><published>2011-11-20T18:56:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-11-20T18:56:26.192Z</updated><title type='text'>What is ‘Home’?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;What is it that you want? Do you want independence? Do you want freedom? Then stop whining, stop asking for it and just stand on your own two feet. Stop looking for someone you can depend on and just learn to accept to be with yourself. For if you can’t stand being with your self, how can you expect someone else to want to be with you?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I think there is something wrong here. People are suppose to feel more at home when they are home. I’ve been back in Malaysia for about 5 months plus now and though I’m home, surrounded by parents and a cooked food and friends, I still feel empty. It’s like I’m a child again, constantly fighting for my parents’ approval and never getting it. I’m 21 already, I should not be trying still trying to get them to approve of who I am. I should not be constantly trying to strike up conversation, only to be shot down by being accused of asking a stupid question.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;While I’m away from home my confidence builds; I feel myself slowly accepting who I am. But when I’m back here, it’s completely different. Nothing I do is right, everything I say is wrong, every way I’ve been living my life is a complete mistake. And then I’m back and square one again, this awkward child with no self confidence and no way knowing how to face other people because her own parents can’t even be proud of her.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;So what is home when home is where it breaks you down and tears you apart?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Maybe I’m overreacting, it’s probably not as bad as it sounds. It’s just because I’ve been so spoilt and so use to getting what I want all my life that maybe I don’t know how to deal with disapproval. Maybe they’re right, maybe everything I’ve done my whole life is a complete mistake.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I’m leaving to London with my family soon, then after they leave I’ll be all alone again. I don’t know if I should cry or rejoice. What will I be without them?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;And where does that put my future?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-o7mEpEFcao4/TslNVd1QwPI/AAAAAAAABDY/Cr3saC3ewDs/s1600-h/insane%252520excuse%25255B3%25255D.png"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="insane excuse" border="0" alt="insane excuse" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-CKpciNQRHXU/TslNWNDEaII/AAAAAAAABDc/D7ibG0oO2vs/insane%252520excuse_thumb%25255B1%25255D.png?imgmax=800" width="100" height="100" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/141386286316411382-7154485696434360665?l=starrynite90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/feeds/7154485696434360665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141386286316411382&amp;postID=7154485696434360665&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/7154485696434360665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/7154485696434360665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/2011/11/what-is-it-that-you-want-do-you-want.html' title='What is ‘Home’?'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02444529497806345886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Se8Y1gcPVzI/AAAAAAAAAgI/2nOSJbaXUzs/S220/Amsterdam+110.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/-CKpciNQRHXU/TslNWNDEaII/AAAAAAAABDc/D7ibG0oO2vs/s72-c/insane%252520excuse_thumb%25255B1%25255D.png?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141386286316411382.post-5124176101634551813</id><published>2011-09-24T18:05:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-09-24T18:12:03.148+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Mediocrity</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I got another job application rejection.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Depressing.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;You know what I’ve done wrong in my life? I’ve only managed to be average at everything. I’m not great at anything. Sure, I can do almost anything you can do. But that’s the thing. It’s ALMOST. There is always going to be someone better than me.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I’ve been mediocre at life.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Being mediocre means I don’t stand out. There is nothing special to attract you to want to hire me; to get to know me; to want to understand me. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I think I’m a drifter. I lack passion in anything.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I hope one day I will find something I can be passionate in. A passion that will help me excel and become something amazing.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Because it’s worrying. If I can’t even get any internship/placements to accept me, how am I going to find a real proper job?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-k6oZwHvzCI8/Tn4NwAGhDNI/AAAAAAAABC8/kKpi20MvsxI/s1600-h/want%25255B3%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="want" border="0" alt="want" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-s6wyKCFF6Ys/Tn4Nw3YZk7I/AAAAAAAABDA/apSnTGBICmc/want_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="100" height="100"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/141386286316411382-5124176101634551813?l=starrynite90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/feeds/5124176101634551813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141386286316411382&amp;postID=5124176101634551813&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/5124176101634551813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/5124176101634551813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/2011/09/mediocrity.html' title='Mediocrity'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02444529497806345886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Se8Y1gcPVzI/AAAAAAAAAgI/2nOSJbaXUzs/S220/Amsterdam+110.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/-s6wyKCFF6Ys/Tn4Nw3YZk7I/AAAAAAAABDA/apSnTGBICmc/s72-c/want_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141386286316411382.post-2327058809634155777</id><published>2011-08-15T18:14:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-08-15T18:18:49.614+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Words</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Do you notice how words have lost their original purpose?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I hate you.&lt;br&gt;I love you.&lt;br&gt;I’m sorry.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;These are the three most commonly overused words I hear. Yet they don’t mean what they should mean. Kids get angry at their parents and they declare that they hate them. Next day everything is dandy and normal. You buy a new phone that is all sparkly and new and you tell everyone you love it. A new phone comes along and you toss and replace it. And the worst one is “I’m sorry.” The thing with this phrase is people just don’t mean it anymore. I know I’m being a hypocrite here. But nowadays “sorry” is just something you say to someone just so you can end the disagreement. “I don’t think I’m wrong but I can’t be bothered to keep this argument on” is really what “I’m sorry” means. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The more we use words, the less their true meanings are held. If this is really the development of our language, I don’t know if we can look to a hopeful future.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;“Fuck you.” “Bitch.” “Stupid.” These are insulting and mean words. Yet friends can say it to one another as a casual joke; a fist bump. If cuss words lose their anger, what do they become?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Scarcity creates luxury, right?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;If everyone in the world had diamonds, they wouldn’t be seen as a treasure. If everyone used the word “love” when it truly came down to it, would it really be any special than it really should be?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-MOanvBUnYLw/TklU9pDTuwI/AAAAAAAABC0/qShY4UosQd0/s1600-h/give%252520a%252520shit%25255B3%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="give a shit" border="0" alt="give a shit" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-Y80njb5w55Q/TklU-Mo8SRI/AAAAAAAABC4/a5JsN6S5kz0/give%252520a%252520shit_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="100" height="100"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/141386286316411382-2327058809634155777?l=starrynite90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/feeds/2327058809634155777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141386286316411382&amp;postID=2327058809634155777&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/2327058809634155777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/2327058809634155777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/2011/08/just-words.html' title='Just Words'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02444529497806345886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Se8Y1gcPVzI/AAAAAAAAAgI/2nOSJbaXUzs/S220/Amsterdam+110.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/-Y80njb5w55Q/TklU-Mo8SRI/AAAAAAAABC4/a5JsN6S5kz0/s72-c/give%252520a%252520shit_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141386286316411382.post-5431231775578716693</id><published>2011-05-29T23:56:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2011-05-30T00:01:32.873+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Life's Too Short</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;When we don't say what's on our mind, chances go by. We miss things that could have happened, things that might have worked out to your advantage.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm teaching myself to be more direct; be more straightforward and to stop worrying so much. Beating around the bush just tends to create misunderstandings, so if I want to know something, I will ask it. Direct. To the point. And bluntly. Don't hate me if I come off rude, I just rather you tell me now, hurt me now, than let it fester and fester.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life's too short, right? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who's this person you see before you? She's not the same person she was a year ago.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Greece coming up soon. I want to be excited. But honestly, I'm a bit scared.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Kr2mek0sgQ0/TeLQHcHJVMI/AAAAAAAABCs/W46NxYGs6wc/s400/see%2Bme%2Btrying.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612276911880885442" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 100px; height: 100px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/141386286316411382-5431231775578716693?l=starrynite90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/feeds/5431231775578716693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141386286316411382&amp;postID=5431231775578716693&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/5431231775578716693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/5431231775578716693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/2011/05/lifes-too-short.html' title='Life&apos;s Too Short'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02444529497806345886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Se8Y1gcPVzI/AAAAAAAAAgI/2nOSJbaXUzs/S220/Amsterdam+110.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Kr2mek0sgQ0/TeLQHcHJVMI/AAAAAAAABCs/W46NxYGs6wc/s72-c/see%2Bme%2Btrying.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141386286316411382.post-612638454200898738</id><published>2011-05-17T19:16:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T19:16:33.998+01:00</updated><title type='text'>.gif Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;Photoscape enables people to make .gifs. But Facebook doesn’t let me upload them to show off my talent. Haha. So I shall post them here for fun :)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/TdK7bWlOdoI/AAAAAAAABCM/g1gj4zcTo48/s1600-h/white%20hat%5B2%5D.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display: inline" title="white hat" alt="white hat" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/TdK7cEDYbPI/AAAAAAAABCQ/ZV5KQu2XMWQ/white%20hat_thumb.gif?imgmax=800" width="180" height="240"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/TdK7cqRkkOI/AAAAAAAABCU/kEQLUF1kcjM/s1600-h/clare%20phone%5B2%5D.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display: inline" title="clare phone" alt="clare phone" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/TdK7dRsMnkI/AAAAAAAABCY/Da2iqkmDNlg/clare%20phone_thumb.gif?imgmax=800" width="180" height="240"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/TdK7eqxFNvI/AAAAAAAABCc/XTAZz3R9hAY/s1600-h/nas%5B2%5D.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display: inline" title="nas" alt="nas" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/TdK7fMvI_pI/AAAAAAAABCg/g0zw1zMTQlY/nas_thumb.gif?imgmax=800" width="160" height="240"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/TdK7ftavqxI/AAAAAAAABCk/dFpkF2e_zMU/s1600-h/pull%5B2%5D.gif"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="display: inline" title="pull" alt="pull" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/TdK7gQABg-I/AAAAAAAABCo/DG-iZXdMNlQ/pull_thumb.gif?imgmax=800" width="240" height="160"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Hahaha. Can’t stop watching them… on and on and on.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/141386286316411382-612638454200898738?l=starrynite90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/feeds/612638454200898738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141386286316411382&amp;postID=612638454200898738&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/612638454200898738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/612638454200898738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/2011/05/gif-fun.html' title='.gif Fun'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02444529497806345886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Se8Y1gcPVzI/AAAAAAAAAgI/2nOSJbaXUzs/S220/Amsterdam+110.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/TdK7cEDYbPI/AAAAAAAABCQ/ZV5KQu2XMWQ/s72-c/white%20hat_thumb.gif?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141386286316411382.post-8885511469551899327</id><published>2011-05-12T18:05:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-05-13T21:41:31.647+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Being a Tourist and stuff</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Travelled out of UK two days straight.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Monday was my last assignment hand in. Still wrapping my head around the whole being free thing. But I took the time to be free to finally explore a bit of UK’s sights.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Tuesday went to visit Clare and Max up in Colchester. I had that O2 free day out thing, so I redeemed it to visit Colchester Zoo. It was quite big. So much walking everywhere. But the animals were cute and I learned a thing or two. The animals shows from the other zoos I’ve been to were probably more interesting and fun, but it was still an overall good experience. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/TcwTZttPgyI/AAAAAAAABBg/74EgW2PpTrY/s1600-h/IMG_0498%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="IMG_0498" border="0" alt="IMG_0498" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/TcwTZ4wWrEI/AAAAAAAABBk/80YgiT9yURE/IMG_0498_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="392" height="269"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Meercats! They ran towards us when we came by. All them gathering around the wall we were standing by. Adorable, much.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Then yesterday I went to Thorpe Park with Kevin. We got there just before 2pm and had about three hours there. We got a fast pass ticket and skipped a 50 minute queue straight to the front of Stealth. This ride where you go super fast super fast. Haha. Loved the exhilaration rush. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/TcwTaQ3jV2I/AAAAAAAABBo/_jab_67hz5k/s1600-h/P5110002%5B7%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="P5110002" border="0" alt="P5110002" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/TcwTa6rFqnI/AAAAAAAABBs/9FqAnNlUWpE/P5110002_thumb%5B8%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="392" height="417"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/TcwTbe_Y_0I/AAAAAAAABBw/CjUX_ARTj48/s1600-h/P5110003%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="P5110003" border="0" alt="P5110003" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/TcwTboa0QeI/AAAAAAAABB0/W993Nosvz3A/P5110003_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="391" height="299"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;We went on all these other awesome thrill rides too like the Samurai, Colossus, Saw, Vortex and the Nemesis Inferno. The Vortex really threw my stomach so I went really green after that. But managed to survive the Nemesis Inferno. We got to ride it twice as well because we were the last batch. Kevin said that all the rides were slower than before because they didn’t have a huge crowd to rush through. That’s disappointing, but then with the bigger crowds, the queues will be longer. So beggars can’t be choosers. But I really had fun. Especially with someone that was willing to go on all the rides with me.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/TcwTcNIGFLI/AAAAAAAABB4/ATWxMQ45sKQ/s1600-h/P5110014%5B6%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="P5110014" border="0" alt="P5110014" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/TcwTcZXpTeI/AAAAAAAABB8/4CgzXTqwogU/P5110014_thumb%5B4%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="381" height="495"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br&gt;On the Samurai. We managed to sneak a camera on. ;)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;For dinner we stopped at Clapham Junction, had fish and chips then went to a bar for cocktails. A perfect way to end an awesome day. And I wasn’t too green anymore after getting something proper to eat.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/TcwTc3WvUJI/AAAAAAAABCA/CRnjbdKrvPs/s1600-h/P5110045%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="P5110045" border="0" alt="P5110045" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/TcwTddTevnI/AAAAAAAABCE/_w2-gmenFaI/P5110045_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="395" height="520"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/141386286316411382-8885511469551899327?l=starrynite90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/feeds/8885511469551899327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141386286316411382&amp;postID=8885511469551899327&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/8885511469551899327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/8885511469551899327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/2011/05/being-tourist-and-stuff.html' title='Being a Tourist and stuff'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02444529497806345886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Se8Y1gcPVzI/AAAAAAAAAgI/2nOSJbaXUzs/S220/Amsterdam+110.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/TcwTZ4wWrEI/AAAAAAAABBk/80YgiT9yURE/s72-c/IMG_0498_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141386286316411382.post-6065771081270870516</id><published>2011-05-04T19:49:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2011-05-04T19:58:45.969+01:00</updated><title type='text'>End of an Era</title><content type='html'>It's my final year in university and I'll be handing in my final assignment on Monday. Then I'll be done with my Bachelors degree and quite possibly done with my education.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not quite sure how I feel about that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, I am sick of studying. Sick of researching. And sick of writing essays. But then again, I'm also going to miss the free time I have. Because I have so little classes, there are days when I just lay around the house, sleep all day and just rot, in general. It was fine because the next day I could just catch up on work and finish everything before a deadline. But when you're an adult, holding a job, getting paid to keep living, it suddenly implodes on this responsibility on you that I don't know if I'm ready to handle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, the first thing is to actually find a job. And that needs self-motivation, which I'm currently lacking. Sometimes I feel that because I've had such a lucky and pampered life, it makes me feel so settled that I feel no need to over-exceed and improve my current situation. I don't feel the need to go out and find a good job, do well in my essays and try and make contacts because I already have friends, parents that support me and managed to get accepted into a university by just doing what I already do. Is that bad? Does that make me ungrateful and selfish? It probably does.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the plus side, getting a job will put some routine in my life, which I probably need. It'll stop me from lazing around and doing nothing. It'll actually get me out of the house and interact with people and make some money to take the burden off my parents. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;People say I'm smart, kind and funny. Truthfully, I don't think I'm any of those things. Maybe I just need to find some self-confidence which will make me want to get out there and become better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sometimes you're afraid to try because you're afraid to fail. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TNMSKHXtlE0/TcGhxXIRIDI/AAAAAAAABBU/xt4hSf4Ovuo/s1600/excuses.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TNMSKHXtlE0/TcGhxXIRIDI/AAAAAAAABBU/xt4hSf4Ovuo/s400/excuses.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602937280819961906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/141386286316411382-6065771081270870516?l=starrynite90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/feeds/6065771081270870516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141386286316411382&amp;postID=6065771081270870516&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/6065771081270870516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/6065771081270870516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/2011/05/end-of-era.html' title='End of an Era'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02444529497806345886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Se8Y1gcPVzI/AAAAAAAAAgI/2nOSJbaXUzs/S220/Amsterdam+110.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TNMSKHXtlE0/TcGhxXIRIDI/AAAAAAAABBU/xt4hSf4Ovuo/s72-c/excuses.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141386286316411382.post-6808899767065812959</id><published>2011-04-20T22:57:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2011-04-20T23:47:18.218+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Events time, babyyy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Oh yeaaah! I'm being going to be a busy but happy bee once this stupid dissertation and course assignments are over. Starting 4th of May I'll be free as a bee and to celebrate the ending of my education, I'm going to eat all the good food I can get my hands on, go to all the awesome events I've been only dreaming of going to and visit the UK proper. And then in June I've got GREEEECE. Things are looking good. Now, I just need to find people to go for all these things with.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;u&gt;7 May&lt;/u&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.residentadvisor.net/event.aspx?248134"&gt;Michael Woods/Kaskade at Ministry of Sound, London&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;u&gt;7 May&lt;/u&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/event.php?eid=115190008560776"&gt;Silent Nostalgia online store opening event&lt;/a&gt; at Graphic Bar&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;u&gt;Before 15 May&lt;/u&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.vouchercodes.co.uk/thorpeparkvoucher/"&gt;2for1&lt;/a&gt; Thorpe Park, Surrey - &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You have to redeeem the 2for1 voucher before 23 April 2011!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;u&gt;Before 20 May&lt;/u&gt; - o2 Day Out at Colchester Zoo, Essex&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;u&gt;20 May&lt;/u&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.songkick.com/concerts/7371566-explosions-in-the-sky-at-roundhouse"&gt;Explosions in the Sky concert&lt;/a&gt; at Roundhouse (?)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;u&gt;26 May&lt;/u&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/event.php?eid=149005868499464"&gt;End of Year Masquerade Ball&lt;/a&gt; at Tower Millenium Pier, London&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;u&gt;6 - 13 June&lt;/u&gt; - MotherF*ckingGreece!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;u&gt;18 June&lt;/u&gt; - flatmate's degree show&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;u&gt;21 June&lt;/u&gt; - My TWENTY FIRST. omg.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;u&gt;1 July&lt;/u&gt; - Fly back to Malaysia&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, just realised there's a &lt;a href="https://secure.ticketline.co.uk/tickets/13255491/deadmau5/london-victoria-park/2011-06-11"&gt;deadmau5 concert&lt;/a&gt; on 11 June at Victoria Park. Dammit, I'll be in Greece. But ahh, yea the tickets are £42.00 which even if I'm splurging is WAY out of my price range.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Will I see any of you guys at any of these events? :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6wQd26MQbC4/Ta9crpoS2pI/AAAAAAAABBM/cjkOKt0YC1M/s400/have%2Bfun.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597794766823807634" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 99px; height: 99px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/141386286316411382-6808899767065812959?l=starrynite90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/feeds/6808899767065812959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141386286316411382&amp;postID=6808899767065812959&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/6808899767065812959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/6808899767065812959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/2011/04/events-time-babyyy.html' title='Events time, babyyy'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02444529497806345886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Se8Y1gcPVzI/AAAAAAAAAgI/2nOSJbaXUzs/S220/Amsterdam+110.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6wQd26MQbC4/Ta9crpoS2pI/AAAAAAAABBM/cjkOKt0YC1M/s72-c/have%2Bfun.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141386286316411382.post-2154993270906775474</id><published>2011-03-21T17:35:00.004Z</published><updated>2011-03-21T18:17:06.628Z</updated><title type='text'>Pray for Japan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;On March 11, an earthquake with a resulting tsunami hit Japan resulting in devastating destruction and chaos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My prayers are with those affected by this unfortunate tragedy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Few weeks ago, I went to a charity concert held at Mitsukoshi by &lt;a href="http://tarohakase.com/"&gt;Taro Hakase&lt;/a&gt;, a famous violinist and composer. They split the crowd into two groups so there were two sessions in order to reduce over crowding. I was in the second crowd. Waited outside for about 40 minutes before they switched the crowd. But in the end the wait was totally worth it. Watching him play, you can really see the expression on his face when he plays and the music was really good as well. He held a proper concert the following Friday at Cadogen's Hall for £1 a ticket. But by the time I tried to get tickets, it was completely sold out :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's a short clip of his performance I managed to film. He's really amazing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-da2ee0a31a1bb84d" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v22.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dda2ee0a31a1bb84d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331841443%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7AF24EABEC7778F9EEE6E89924F7802B8DF13A9E.21857A0EAFFCABD2A9A27467A7315F6B1432DE3F%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dda2ee0a31a1bb84d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DemXDw1c54tXr7qci-TtFFQElqAY&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v22.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dda2ee0a31a1bb84d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331841443%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7AF24EABEC7778F9EEE6E89924F7802B8DF13A9E.21857A0EAFFCABD2A9A27467A7315F6B1432DE3F%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dda2ee0a31a1bb84d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DemXDw1c54tXr7qci-TtFFQElqAY&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last Friday I went to &lt;a href="http://www.shunt.co.uk/"&gt;Shunt&lt;/a&gt; in London Bridge to check the place out. (Side note: They are closing the warehouse April 16, so make sure to check it out before then if you want.)  My friend told me the place is this wild venue with male strippers with an alternative flavor. But when we arrived, it was more of an open warehouse with a makeshift lounge and a bar set up. On show was also a range of eclectic performances going on. The performances were held on these glass floors upstairs which was quite cool but we only stayed for two. We watched a dance by &lt;a href="http://www.masumisaito.com/"&gt;Masumi Saito&lt;/a&gt; also a tribute to Japan. Her movements were strong and at one point I think it looked like she was crying as she danced. It was dark. I couldn't make it out. But it was interesting to watch. The second one we caught was this séance thing called Dead and Buried by &lt;a href="http://www.missannabelsings.com/"&gt;Annabel Sings&lt;/a&gt;. I don't know. I guess I'm just not "deep" enough to fully understand it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not the type to ever donate for anything. But I have this time. If you want to help, please donate to your respective bodies of charities. They will overcome this. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1dSyB_thNMM/TYeUEuKqNNI/AAAAAAAABBE/On-XozGGDIY/s1600/stopping.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1dSyB_thNMM/TYeUEuKqNNI/AAAAAAAABBE/On-XozGGDIY/s400/stopping.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586596671609517266" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/141386286316411382-2154993270906775474?l=starrynite90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/feeds/2154993270906775474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141386286316411382&amp;postID=2154993270906775474&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/2154993270906775474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/2154993270906775474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/2011/03/pray-for-japan.html' title='Pray for Japan'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02444529497806345886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Se8Y1gcPVzI/AAAAAAAAAgI/2nOSJbaXUzs/S220/Amsterdam+110.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1dSyB_thNMM/TYeUEuKqNNI/AAAAAAAABBE/On-XozGGDIY/s72-c/stopping.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141386286316411382.post-4255747886461454464</id><published>2010-12-10T17:45:00.004Z</published><updated>2010-12-10T17:50:38.218Z</updated><title type='text'>Was it All Worth It?</title><content type='html'>You go through life making mistakes and learning from them.&lt;div&gt;But after it all happens, do you still want things to go back to the way they were?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the end, what you did and what you got, was it all worth it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Sometimes I just wish there was an instruction manual to life. I hate this feeling right now. The feeling on not knowing whether what I feel is right or wrong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/TQJn77lRG7I/AAAAAAAABA0/hfnnFHT58kE/s400/fate.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/141386286316411382-4255747886461454464?l=starrynite90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/feeds/4255747886461454464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141386286316411382&amp;postID=4255747886461454464&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/4255747886461454464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/4255747886461454464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/2010/12/was-it-all-worth-it.html' title='Was it All Worth It?'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02444529497806345886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Se8Y1gcPVzI/AAAAAAAAAgI/2nOSJbaXUzs/S220/Amsterdam+110.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/TQJn77lRG7I/AAAAAAAABA0/hfnnFHT58kE/s72-c/fate.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141386286316411382.post-3280892401795235704</id><published>2010-11-15T02:11:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-11-15T02:23:01.025Z</updated><title type='text'>Wasting My Life Away</title><content type='html'>Lately I've been lying around in bed too much.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess we can always just blame the fact that I'm ill and a sick person needs her rest. But its beginning to become a very bad habit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On days when I don't have classes (which is most of my week), I'll stay up till 4am then I sleep till 4pm. And as winter comes, the sun doesn't really stay out long. Meaning I've actually haven't seen the sun in 4 days... hahahah. That sounds quite scary actually. Without seeing day and night pass before me, I lose track of days, of time passing by me. 5pm feels like 8pm, 8pm feels like midnight.. and so on. My parents are paying so much money for me to be in the UK, I should be using my time to the fullest, right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its not that I don't want to wake up. It's just too cold to get out of bed. Why would someone leave warmth for a day filled with such uncertainty. It's how I feel in your arms, its why sometimes all I want to do is hug you all day and never let go. I equate warmth and safety and comfort.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know. I'm rambling. I should sleep, then and try and get some work done tomorrow. Even though I don't have classes, I should make something of my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Where are you, motivation?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/TOCZJucQ8xI/AAAAAAAABAo/L9bQShCQkg0/s1600/home%2Bis.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/TOCZJucQ8xI/AAAAAAAABAo/L9bQShCQkg0/s400/home%2Bis.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539595934030164754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/141386286316411382-3280892401795235704?l=starrynite90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/feeds/3280892401795235704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141386286316411382&amp;postID=3280892401795235704&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/3280892401795235704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/3280892401795235704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/2010/11/wasting-my-life-away.html' title='Wasting My Life Away'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02444529497806345886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Se8Y1gcPVzI/AAAAAAAAAgI/2nOSJbaXUzs/S220/Amsterdam+110.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/TOCZJucQ8xI/AAAAAAAABAo/L9bQShCQkg0/s72-c/home%2Bis.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141386286316411382.post-6745260904134765143</id><published>2010-11-12T01:53:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-11-12T01:57:02.998Z</updated><title type='text'>Anger Rant: Protests</title><content type='html'>On Wednesday I went to the 2010 Demolition Protest on education cuts that are planned to be implemented.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah, I’m all for education being affordable and all for people being given the right to study because of their hard work rather than their wealth, but seriously?! Breaking into Tory HQ, is that the best way to show you even deserve these government grants? Since WHEN has violence ever solved anything. Millions of years of war and we have learned nothing? Students storming into a building and breaking windows and stealing chairs is just reckless, immature and completely uncalled for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sure, I completely respect the idea of free speech. People are allowed to protest and show what they believe in, but causing random acts of idiotic violence really gets you no where. WHAT the HELL is going on in your bloody minds?! How were you raised that this protest against education cuts suddenly became this huge rave/bonfire night on who could destroy the most things?&lt;br /&gt;Another thing, how did the police NOT see this coming? There are reckless children/”teenagers” with sign boards and a lot of pent up anger. You pass them straight across the path of the people they are protest against, of course they will do something. If they had foreseen this coming, none of this would have gotten so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Supposedly they expected it to be a peaceful protest because its organised by the NUS, but HELLOOOO hormonal teens looking for any area to release their angst.  I just don’t understand. No matter how passionate I am about something it would never be in my nature to demolish other people’s property.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God. Are only the riots in Britain so ridiculous? I feel so unnecessarily angry at this. Ugh. Twats.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/TNyexQgivwI/AAAAAAAABAg/uzH_nKJ1feM/s1600/IMAG0329.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/TNyexQgivwI/AAAAAAAABAg/uzH_nKJ1feM/s400/IMAG0329.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538476210841108226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/141386286316411382-6745260904134765143?l=starrynite90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/feeds/6745260904134765143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141386286316411382&amp;postID=6745260904134765143&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/6745260904134765143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/6745260904134765143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/2010/11/anger-rant-protests.html' title='Anger Rant: Protests'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02444529497806345886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Se8Y1gcPVzI/AAAAAAAAAgI/2nOSJbaXUzs/S220/Amsterdam+110.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/TNyexQgivwI/AAAAAAAABAg/uzH_nKJ1feM/s72-c/IMAG0329.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141386286316411382.post-2180915607051593885</id><published>2010-08-25T15:10:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-08-25T15:13:42.117+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Haircut</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I'm thinking of getting a new hair cut....&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Something that I can maintain without having to cut it for at least 6 months.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Something that will not get in my eyes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Something I can tie up and keep out of my face when I want to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And something that looks good (obviously.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So... ideas?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My hair is like this currently.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/THUkk60fbpI/AAAAAAAAA_4/c-0EKET1hXM/s400/FxCam_1279466680463.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509349935840980626" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes. I know. Bad picture. hehe. but I'm bored :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/141386286316411382-2180915607051593885?l=starrynite90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/feeds/2180915607051593885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141386286316411382&amp;postID=2180915607051593885&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/2180915607051593885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/2180915607051593885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/2010/08/haircut.html' title='Haircut'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02444529497806345886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Se8Y1gcPVzI/AAAAAAAAAgI/2nOSJbaXUzs/S220/Amsterdam+110.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/THUkk60fbpI/AAAAAAAAA_4/c-0EKET1hXM/s72-c/FxCam_1279466680463.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141386286316411382.post-538173848318611817</id><published>2010-08-15T17:26:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T05:15:34.891+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Sexy Smokers</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I find smokers sexy.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Not all smokers, just the fact that a guy smokes can up their hotness factor. To me, anyways. I kissed a boy lately and even though he smoked and there was the smell of cigarettes, it was kinda hot. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We grew up with the image that smoking was cool. Then in school we were taught smoking wasn't cool. Everyone knows smoking kills, and yet people smoke. We aren't afraid of death. Maybe that's what makes it even cooler.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I see a hot guy leaning up against a wall. He takes out a cig and lights it. Auto even hotter. It’s a bad trait and yet I can't help but not see it as a turn off.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm such a child. I still go for the bad boy. I still go for that rebellious leather jacket wearing hottie. I still go for that boy that I know will hurt my already fragile heart.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Heh. I think the risk of getting hurt just makes it all the more thrilling ;)  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I still have the mind of a 18yr old sneaking out to see her boy without her parent's approval.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Come boy and blow smoke rings around me.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/TGgUVrJXGUI/AAAAAAAAA_w/9fEOhf35ziQ/s1600-h/smoker%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="smoker" alt="smoker" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/TGgVSNkhQXI/AAAAAAAAA_0/CPiV9irrTtU/smoker_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" border="0" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/141386286316411382-538173848318611817?l=starrynite90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/feeds/538173848318611817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141386286316411382&amp;postID=538173848318611817&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/538173848318611817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/538173848318611817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/2010/08/sexy-smokers.html' title='Sexy Smokers'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02444529497806345886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Se8Y1gcPVzI/AAAAAAAAAgI/2nOSJbaXUzs/S220/Amsterdam+110.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/TGgVSNkhQXI/AAAAAAAAA_0/CPiV9irrTtU/s72-c/smoker_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141386286316411382.post-4925845754776993573</id><published>2010-08-11T17:36:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T17:40:32.541+01:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm not dead, yet</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/TGLSY644N_I/AAAAAAAAA_o/EqXaPdVzu1M/s1600/could+be.png"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I haven't blogged because nothing has happened.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm back in Malaysia. Since June. I'm working over the summer as a trainee in a public affairs department. It's ok. Better than doing absolutely nothing around the house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm getting fat though. Shirts that I bought in June now have tight sleeves. Not good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm going to get rid of the flab before I go back to London!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Going to exercise my triceps every day from today till I leave. Hope there's some results.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that, the next target will be my cellulite thighs. haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, I'm suppose to be up in 6hours. Off to bed :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/TGLSY644N_I/AAAAAAAAA_o/EqXaPdVzu1M/s400/could+be.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504193020166682610" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 100px; height: 100px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&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/141386286316411382-4925845754776993573?l=starrynite90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/feeds/4925845754776993573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141386286316411382&amp;postID=4925845754776993573&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/4925845754776993573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/4925845754776993573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/2010/08/im-not-dead-yet.html' title='I&apos;m not dead, yet'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02444529497806345886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Se8Y1gcPVzI/AAAAAAAAAgI/2nOSJbaXUzs/S220/Amsterdam+110.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/TGLSY644N_I/AAAAAAAAA_o/EqXaPdVzu1M/s72-c/could+be.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141386286316411382.post-8077891271005001430</id><published>2010-04-26T21:20:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T21:20:33.392+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Screw it</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;And no matter how hard I try, I still can’t get over you.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/S9X1in9QSlI/AAAAAAAAA-4/INs9_LfMH2o/s1600-h/want-wat-we-cant-have%5B3%5D.png"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="want-wat-we-cant-have" border="0" alt="want-wat-we-cant-have" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/S9X1jUcmywI/AAAAAAAAA-8/spk4VU185eo/want-wat-we-cant-have_thumb%5B1%5D.png?imgmax=800" width="104" height="105"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/141386286316411382-8077891271005001430?l=starrynite90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/feeds/8077891271005001430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141386286316411382&amp;postID=8077891271005001430&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/8077891271005001430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/8077891271005001430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/2010/04/screw-it.html' title='Screw it'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02444529497806345886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Se8Y1gcPVzI/AAAAAAAAAgI/2nOSJbaXUzs/S220/Amsterdam+110.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/S9X1jUcmywI/AAAAAAAAA-8/spk4VU185eo/s72-c/want-wat-we-cant-have_thumb%5B1%5D.png?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141386286316411382.post-3035862997745014813</id><published>2010-04-12T18:46:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T02:26:35.690+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Amsterdam and Wiltshire</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;So Easter is over, unfortunately. But I travelled alot this trip :D&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Amsterdam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Day 1: Arrived at 10am, checked in, free walking tour, coffee shop.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/S8Nb70czSvI/AAAAAAAAA8A/8cNoOgqCpDs/s1600-h/P3280141%5B11%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="P3280141" border="0" alt="P3280141" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/S8Nb8-ah4HI/AAAAAAAAA8E/P2pqUrEB2pM/P3280141_thumb%5B9%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="377" height="289" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/S8Nb9kdJFtI/AAAAAAAAA8I/caHRYd6IAR0/s1600-h/P3280167%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="P3280167" border="0" alt="P3280167" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/S8Nb-Ml9dBI/AAAAAAAAA8M/koKsVBGbY1E/P3280167_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="360" height="474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/S8Nb_Rijf2I/AAAAAAAAA8Q/GMBeV4RaPzs/s1600-h/P3280158%5B7%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="P3280158" border="0" alt="P3280158" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/S8NcABIU1wI/AAAAAAAAA8U/jHUYDGt_4XE/P3280158_thumb%5B9%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="350" height="254" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Day 2: James joins us. Breakfast, sex museum, visiting the ‘I Amsterdam’ sign, smart shop, then coffee shop. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/S8NcBfMwYSI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/LX7R-R5v_lk/s1600-h/P3290189%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="P3290189" border="0" alt="P3290189" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/S8NcCB0UbHI/AAAAAAAAA8c/rKdYp21GvZE/P3290189_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="313" height="412" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/S8NcC8HIfMI/AAAAAAAAA8g/oWQ3ZhnGfu4/s1600-h/P3290200%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="P3290200" border="0" alt="P3290200" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/S8NcDAwhxFI/AAAAAAAAA8k/cw_a3br9-0M/P3290200_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="314" height="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/S8NcEPyBhFI/AAAAAAAAA8o/9_oKnT1wpWo/s1600-h/P3290246%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="P3290246" border="0" alt="P3290246" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/S8NcE_DJ7KI/AAAAAAAAA8w/WYjPaVY9iJI/P3290246_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="341" height="259" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Day 3: Check out. Tried to go and sign up for the free canal cruise, but boat had been broken for over half a year. Walked around, going to every tourist souvenir shop along the way. Went to a random coffee shop for a space cake each. Went back to hostel, had a joint. Bus ride back. Ellie catches the flu…&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/S8NcFmNNS1I/AAAAAAAAA80/J3W9HZbWYJ8/s1600-h/P3300255%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="P3300255" border="0" alt="P3300255" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/S8NcGTDwzdI/AAAAAAAAA84/m5KsDnbp_SA/P3300255_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="333" height="438" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Tada. That trip was definitely totally tripped out ;)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;A week later, me and Melissa made a trip to Salisbury with James as a supposed “study trip.” Tho we definitely didn’t actually get much studying done. Pooh.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wiltshire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Day 1: Arrived at night. Settled down. Had dinner made by his mom. Watched Chocolat in his room.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Day 2: James showed us around his land. Had lunch made by James. Attempted to do some work. Left Mel at home and Ellie and James went out to do some exploring in town. Dinner was a joined effort by all three of us: steak and fries :)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/S8NcHAGf4-I/AAAAAAAAA88/lntPw9VcvFA/s1600-h/P4070020%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="P4070020" border="0" alt="P4070020" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/S8NcIu_DkcI/AAAAAAAAA9A/OT_nMIEJ7so/P4070020_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="360" height="274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/S8NcKAUY0YI/AAAAAAAAA9E/HOUh4X7dzRU/s1600-h/P4070029%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="P4070029" border="0" alt="P4070029" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/S8NcLHjBDJI/AAAAAAAAA9I/fhTYlf7fOD8/P4070029_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="366" height="278" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/S8NcMDQb6_I/AAAAAAAAA9M/dL9ystIUK2o/s1600-h/P4070037%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="P4070037" border="0" alt="P4070037" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/S8NcM-t7KqI/AAAAAAAAA9U/-zaCsB9emFo/P4070037_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="379" height="288" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Day 3: James needed to go to the dentist. Explored Salisbury a bit, then Stonehenge! Later went to Tisbury to visit James’s childhood friend. Stopped at Britford on the way to pick up another friend. Stargazing at night.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/S8NcNle93mI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/CrFjbh362VM/s1600-h/P4080050%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="P4080050" border="0" alt="P4080050" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/S8NcOi7UYQI/AAAAAAAAA9c/Jaq2k-K5s8U/P4080050_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="356" height="468" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/S8NcPrH6vFI/AAAAAAAAA9g/16pa6lbdQ3w/s1600-h/P4080057%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="P4080057" border="0" alt="P4080057" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/S8NcQaLNnmI/AAAAAAAAA9k/f1-XRGITdMk/P4080057_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="352" height="268" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/S8NcRduu32I/AAAAAAAAA9o/ZlJV8m45nF8/s1600-h/P4080095%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="P4080095" border="0" alt="P4080095" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/S8NcSeLKi6I/AAAAAAAAA9s/mLE-NQDn4ME/P4080095_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="372" height="283" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Day 4: Stourhead, then back to London :(&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/S8NcTIna3fI/AAAAAAAAA9w/AFKtewxn8Jk/s1600-h/P4090152%5B6%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="P4090152" border="0" alt="P4090152" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/S8NcTr_kH4I/AAAAAAAAA90/0f06uj4Cwlk/P4090152_thumb%5B7%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="373" height="260" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/S8NcUSDu63I/AAAAAAAAA94/P1fbUm6X6kw/s1600-h/P4090156%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="P4090156" border="0" alt="P4090156" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/S8NcVizMGMI/AAAAAAAAA98/6Xd_z3LONCo/P4090156_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="344" height="453" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;This was a very scenic and relaxing trip. Was really sad when it ended :(&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Yes, as usual I’m procrastinating an essay. Hmm.. I think I shall put off the essay even more and go have dinner. Keke.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Enjoy the picture post :)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/S8NcWHg8qUI/AAAAAAAAA-A/OxbNqmSIWf0/s1600-h/butterfly%5B3%5D.png"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="butterfly" border="0" alt="butterfly" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/S8NcWtlXmtI/AAAAAAAAA-E/9Sh1W6OyxZo/butterfly_thumb%5B1%5D.png?imgmax=800" width="100" height="100" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/141386286316411382-3035862997745014813?l=starrynite90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/feeds/3035862997745014813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141386286316411382&amp;postID=3035862997745014813&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/3035862997745014813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/3035862997745014813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/2010/04/amsterdam-and-wiltshire.html' title='Amsterdam and Wiltshire'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02444529497806345886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Se8Y1gcPVzI/AAAAAAAAAgI/2nOSJbaXUzs/S220/Amsterdam+110.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/S8Nb8-ah4HI/AAAAAAAAA8E/P2pqUrEB2pM/s72-c/P3280141_thumb%5B9%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141386286316411382.post-8799185660366744404</id><published>2010-04-01T17:20:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T17:20:56.175+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Updating Finally</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I apologize for abandoning you, dear readers, for so long. Life has been hectic and annoying. And honestly, I just haven’t been in the mood to write anything.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;So what’s happened in my life since… well, it feels like Spring is almost here. I was sitting by the tube and just staring at the blue sky and it was just so nice. :))&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/S7TH1E54YOI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/I0hcuDmk5FM/s1600-h/26032010_002%5B8%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="26032010_002" border="0" alt="26032010_002" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/S7TH17P9D0I/AAAAAAAAA7c/0e8PxrRl6U0/26032010_002_thumb%5B6%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="381" height="291"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Gorgeous, innit?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;On other news, i melted my keyboard. XD I left a piece of nail polish remover cotton pad on it for about two nights, and when I got back, the keys were melted and stuck to the cotton… Uhh… haha at least they still work, but the keys are completely ruined (as in, not smooth and nice to touch anymore.) I think my backspace key has a whole in it too..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/S7TH2vIs_zI/AAAAAAAAA7g/ngCQoD1VAv4/s1600-h/P3220048%5B8%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="P3220048" border="0" alt="P3220048" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/S7TH3eLGxdI/AAAAAAAAA7k/kaEgTzxi5CU/P3220048_thumb%5B6%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="406" height="311"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I’ve been kissing alot of random people lately. I wonder if you can catch anything from that? … &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/S7TH3_pXIEI/AAAAAAAAA7o/LAmVpr-lS-w/s1600-h/034353%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="034353" border="0" alt="034353" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/S7TH4UYYteI/AAAAAAAAA7s/50wEQTzAsXE/034353_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="386" height="294"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Lookie!! Red hair tips. I dyed my hair for the first time ever. I highlighted the tips red, its barely noticable unless under bright light or something, but its there. lol. I didn’t wanna dye my whole head cuz it might mess up my hair roots and what not, so I just did the bottom bits.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Okayy… So as you can read, I’m not really in any blogging mood.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I just came back from a drug-filled trip in Amsterdam where I had truffles, weed and hash &amp;gt;.&amp;lt;” On the way back I caught the flu and I’m so sick. I’m nauseous, feverish, coughing and running nose. Oh, and I broke my glasses. Whee~ &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I hate being sick. Someone END THIS MISERY.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Amsterdam pics all in Melissa’s camera. Will post them once I get them :)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/S7TH5JXSrLI/AAAAAAAAA7w/qF0QYGoZUiA/s1600-h/fall%20asleep%5B3%5D.png"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="fall asleep" border="0" alt="fall asleep" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/S7TH5ivlUOI/AAAAAAAAA70/GEMciXYE5mc/fall%20asleep_thumb%5B1%5D.png?imgmax=800" width="100" height="100"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/141386286316411382-8799185660366744404?l=starrynite90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/feeds/8799185660366744404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141386286316411382&amp;postID=8799185660366744404&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/8799185660366744404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/8799185660366744404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/2010/04/updating-finally.html' title='Updating Finally'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02444529497806345886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Se8Y1gcPVzI/AAAAAAAAAgI/2nOSJbaXUzs/S220/Amsterdam+110.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/S7TH17P9D0I/AAAAAAAAA7c/0e8PxrRl6U0/s72-c/26032010_002_thumb%5B6%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141386286316411382.post-1899171056535492220</id><published>2010-01-24T21:15:00.001Z</published><updated>2010-01-24T21:15:10.284Z</updated><title type='text'>Foam Madness</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Went to the ReFreshers Fair at SeOne last Friday. It was awesomeeee!! There was a VIP room with hottubs and stuff (tho we didn’t get to in there) and a foam cannon that shot out blasts of foam. It was so fun playing around in it, though it did smell quite weird. The room was so jammed with people that the air was actually quite stuffy and suffocating.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The music playing was quite shit. I now learn that I do not appreciate drum and bass. Nor do I know how to dance to it. I prefer proper R&amp;amp;B and Pop and Trance and just.. good music.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/S1y2c3gL55I/AAAAAAAAA4k/IFGxXg1eNRs/s1600-h/foam%20party%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="foam party" border="0" alt="foam party" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/S1y3aI81N3I/AAAAAAAAA4o/bgUcfoAMKHE/foam%20party_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="395" height="395"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Then after the rave (cuz we had no where to go at night), me and Ji went to Angel where she learned mahjong and later we played mahjong and poker till 1pm there. :) I really miss those days when I’d go over to Angel and we’d have house drinking sessions or mahjong nights. We played poker after mahjong when Ji was really tired and went off for a nap. And I won all the chips :D Hehe. Beginners luck. I won alot during mahjong too! :D Like three times in a row. :P&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I wanna play again soon. Can I? Can I? Can I? Can I? Only playing mahjong with the Angel people is fun :(&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/S1y3ahOFqHI/AAAAAAAAA4s/gK0MaoHZQJk/s1600-h/smiled%5B3%5D.png"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="smiled" border="0" alt="smiled" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/S1y4XafwFZI/AAAAAAAAA4w/-o2msi38_mA/smiled_thumb%5B1%5D.png?imgmax=800" width="100" height="100"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/141386286316411382-1899171056535492220?l=starrynite90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/feeds/1899171056535492220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141386286316411382&amp;postID=1899171056535492220&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/1899171056535492220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/1899171056535492220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/2010/01/foam-madness.html' title='Foam Madness'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02444529497806345886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Se8Y1gcPVzI/AAAAAAAAAgI/2nOSJbaXUzs/S220/Amsterdam+110.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/S1y3aI81N3I/AAAAAAAAA4o/bgUcfoAMKHE/s72-c/foam%20party_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141386286316411382.post-1610160399953060710</id><published>2010-01-20T13:12:00.001Z</published><updated>2010-01-20T13:12:27.965Z</updated><title type='text'>Overload on Pasta</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Felt so sick yesterday. Had wayyy too much pasta in me. When I got home from dinner, I tried to sleep it off but I couldn’t. My stomach was going to explode. Took some medicine and ended up throwing it all up. I wonder if this is how an anorexic feels when they induce puking. Wanna see a pic? LoL. Kidding :) I was disgusted just seeing it myself &amp;gt;.&amp;lt;”&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I started the day by waking up and eating a whole bag of Chilli Heatwave Doritos, then I had two bags of Tesco Instant Couscous. That’s proportionate portion to a four people sharing meal. By the time I finished that it was about 3ish. Then at 7pm, went to dinner at Zizzi because they had a £1 deal. I had this linguini with tomato sauce and prawn. Then a tiramisu for dessert. OMG. I swear, when I got home. I just felt horrible. Already, as we were walking to the restaurant, I was still burping couscous =.=" Sighh. Never doing that again.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I still partly feel like i want to die… but I need to be in uni in about an hour because we have a magazine group meeting.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;For the past few days I haven’t been able to sleep past 8am, no matter how late I sleep the night before. It was so annoying, especially since my friend was over for the weekend. I’d wake up early, but as not to disturb, I’d just have to lay there and resist temptation and not wake them. Today however, I managed to sleep till 8:30am. Woohoo? Well, step by step. :)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Btw, I’m obsessed with John Mayer’s album Battle Studies. :D Especially this song: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;object width="390" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5UPEkkbVjZk&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5UPEkkbVjZk&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="390" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt; &lt;p&gt;Isn’t it awesome? The rest of his songs are just as nice. :D Go buy his album~ Or listen to it on Spotify, which is what I do. hehe.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/S1cARotT9NI/AAAAAAAAA4E/zVJvEreYmnM/s1600-h/icecream%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="icecream" border="0" alt="icecream" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/S1cBOkaOB5I/AAAAAAAAA4I/NqsPDHXyUHI/icecream_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="100" height="100"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/141386286316411382-1610160399953060710?l=starrynite90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/feeds/1610160399953060710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141386286316411382&amp;postID=1610160399953060710&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/1610160399953060710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/1610160399953060710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/2010/01/overload-on-pasta.html' title='Overload on Pasta'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02444529497806345886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Se8Y1gcPVzI/AAAAAAAAAgI/2nOSJbaXUzs/S220/Amsterdam+110.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/S1cBOkaOB5I/AAAAAAAAA4I/NqsPDHXyUHI/s72-c/icecream_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141386286316411382.post-4053077936056517592</id><published>2010-01-15T04:55:00.001Z</published><updated>2010-01-15T04:55:19.309Z</updated><title type='text'>Dinner Tray Sledding</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I’m finally done with my two HUGE essays :) Ahh… can finally breathe for awhile now.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The weekend before, Lissa got back from Malaysia and we thought to go and enjoy the snow. We went with some of her friends to Primrose Hill on Saturday and used plastic bags to slide on the ice XD&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;On Sunday though, we convinced the Angel gang to come down with us and she went and stole some of her hall dinner trays for us to use to slide on. At first we covered them in plastic bags to slide down, but later we discovered its much faster if we just use the dinner trays.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Alex did some pretty daring stuff and we ended being the hill’s spectacle. Pity on Sunday the main ice hill had melted and became a huge mud slide. During the end me and melissa tried it, but its was too fast and I ended up losing the tray underneath me. XD And when I tried to stand, I couldn’t and I kept SLIPPING. &amp;gt;.&amp;lt;” Luckily I had Alex come to the rescue to save me. Hahaa. I was covered in mud on one side of my leg. It was too cold and I completely forgot to take a picture of it. But later when I was wiping it off with a cloth, I got her to take a picture of it for me. When she sends it to me, I’ll upload it :)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/S0_yWZZwyMI/AAAAAAAAA3s/qzK4xtI_snQ/s1600-h/sledding%5B13%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="sledding" border="0" alt="sledding" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/S0_zTJgxN7I/AAAAAAAAA3w/SxICAJR7Nxg/sledding_thumb%5B11%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="387" height="388"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I think winter is gorgeous, don’t you?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/S0_zTlsle1I/AAAAAAAAA30/4YwGbCWqIQw/s1600-h/winter%20wonderland%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="winter wonderland" border="0" alt="winter wonderland" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/S0_0QbzlkLI/AAAAAAAAA34/ZOxf_Axs5nA/winter%20wonderland_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="384" height="384"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;My next thing due soon is a critical evaluation due next Thursday. Sigh.. Guess I don’t really have that much time to relax. Heh. But I’ll do my best to have fun while I’m still free ^^&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I’m in the mood for sushi. Hmmmmmm… Was suppose to go today for dinner but I hadn’t slept in over 24 hours and at 5pm i slept till midnite. Hence why I’m still awake at 5am now. Haha. My inner clock is really gone.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Well… should I try to sleep or should I Dragonica? ^^&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/S0_0Q-aAqeI/AAAAAAAAA38/BCM9BD4DfT0/s1600-h/possiblity%5B2%5D.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="possiblity" border="0" alt="possiblity" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/S0_1NXGDgeI/AAAAAAAAA4A/5PJOJwZZC8Y/possiblity_thumb.gif?imgmax=800" width="100" height="100"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/141386286316411382-4053077936056517592?l=starrynite90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/feeds/4053077936056517592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141386286316411382&amp;postID=4053077936056517592&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/4053077936056517592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/4053077936056517592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/2010/01/dinner-tray-sledding.html' title='Dinner Tray Sledding'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02444529497806345886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Se8Y1gcPVzI/AAAAAAAAAgI/2nOSJbaXUzs/S220/Amsterdam+110.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/S0_zTJgxN7I/AAAAAAAAA3w/SxICAJR7Nxg/s72-c/sledding_thumb%5B11%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141386286316411382.post-5750430657873421285</id><published>2010-01-13T03:20:00.001Z</published><updated>2010-01-13T03:20:30.834Z</updated><title type='text'>Love of My Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I should be essaying. As usual. ^^&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I downloaded PhotoScape a few days ago. Been playing around with it. I’d just like to make a shoutout to my best friend. She dedicated a post to me on her blog and I’d just like to return the favour. :)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/S006FFOXoEI/AAAAAAAAA3c/_d1CbSfWKf0/s1600-h/love%20nic%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="love nic" border="0" alt="love nic" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/S007BnDGUTI/AAAAAAAAA3g/tugGAxadSVM/love%20nic_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="394" height="354"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Awesome-ness!! Hehe. PhotoScape was defo a good download ^^&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;University starting on the 25th. I wanna go clubbing before it starts again. Who wants to go with me? :D&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/S007CB51VGI/AAAAAAAAA3k/GpQe6-XMFh0/s1600-h/amazing%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="amazing" border="0" alt="amazing" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/S007_BaTLUI/AAAAAAAAA3o/hO5onl29u6U/amazing_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="100" height="100"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/141386286316411382-5750430657873421285?l=starrynite90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/feeds/5750430657873421285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141386286316411382&amp;postID=5750430657873421285&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/5750430657873421285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/5750430657873421285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/2010/01/love-of-my-life.html' title='Love of My Life'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02444529497806345886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Se8Y1gcPVzI/AAAAAAAAAgI/2nOSJbaXUzs/S220/Amsterdam+110.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/S007BnDGUTI/AAAAAAAAA3g/tugGAxadSVM/s72-c/love%20nic_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141386286316411382.post-6071769157829864950</id><published>2010-01-05T22:53:00.001Z</published><updated>2010-01-05T22:53:06.176Z</updated><title type='text'>Procrastinating Again (as usual)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I have two essays due by 14 Jan. &amp;gt;.&amp;lt;”&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I have written ZERO words for both essays. Yay~ sigh.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I’m home alone enjoying the silence of everything and there is someone online who keeps wanting to come over and destroy my peace. I think I need to find someone to tell him firmly “no.” =.=”&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Its so cold in my house. I’m saving money by not turning on the gas. But my hands are so cold that my fingers feel swollen and its like they’re slowly freezing as its becoming a greater effort to move them as I type.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;So how was everyone’s new year? I celebrated it with Ji Hoong and her friends at the London Eye. :D&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/S0O-_5pdZlI/AAAAAAAAA28/Nmh9fR-ASwk/s1600-h/PC310004%5B17%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="PC310004" border="0" alt="PC310004" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/S0O_8rovhYI/AAAAAAAAA3A/-S0C_-6lwcQ/PC310004_thumb%5B15%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="370" height="480"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The first Malaysian I met in my university &amp;lt;3 &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/S0O_9RVWe2I/AAAAAAAAA3E/D56eWutKpXU/s1600-h/P1010062%5B9%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="P1010062" border="0" alt="P1010062" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/S0PA6JrlkaI/AAAAAAAAA3I/R8CAFEmjXm8/P1010062_thumb%5B7%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="416" height="316"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;New Year fireworks at London Eye&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;What’s everyone’s new year resolution? Mine is to:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;ol&gt; &lt;li&gt;stop getting myself into shit&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;stop leading people on&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;get a job (even if not course related)&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;get &lt;em&gt;him&lt;/em&gt; or get over &lt;em&gt;him&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt; &lt;p&gt;Sounds reasonable, doesn’t it?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I need a hair cut. My hair is too long. Went shopping with Ji the other day. Tried on a jumpsuit. Haha. I’ve always wanted to try one on. They really don’t suit me :P From River Island.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/S0PA61Ty48I/AAAAAAAAA3M/9zvp1VUbw-U/s1600-h/02012010_006%5B9%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="02012010_006" border="0" alt="02012010_006" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/S0PB3QFWC1I/AAAAAAAAA3Q/bs5hAl4XjO0/02012010_006_thumb%5B10%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="380" height="436"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Doesn’t look good, rite? Lol. Maybe one day I’ll find a jumpsuit that’ll suit me. :P I saw a really nice one in Esprit, but even after discount, it was unaffordable. &amp;gt;.&amp;lt;” Oh wouldn’t it be nice to have all the money in the world.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Gah. I’m hungry… need to scavenge for food and then start my work. Oh, woe the student life.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/S0PB37sybSI/AAAAAAAAA3U/6e5w9VhaWNo/s1600-h/birth%20and%20death%5B3%5D.png"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="birth and death" border="0" alt="birth and death" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/S0PC0Q_uGPI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/4kY_kVRJ8uU/birth%20and%20death_thumb%5B1%5D.png?imgmax=800" width="100" height="100"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/141386286316411382-6071769157829864950?l=starrynite90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/feeds/6071769157829864950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141386286316411382&amp;postID=6071769157829864950&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/6071769157829864950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/6071769157829864950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/2010/01/procrastinating-again-as-usual.html' title='Procrastinating Again (as usual)'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02444529497806345886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Se8Y1gcPVzI/AAAAAAAAAgI/2nOSJbaXUzs/S220/Amsterdam+110.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/S0O_8rovhYI/AAAAAAAAA3A/-S0C_-6lwcQ/s72-c/PC310004_thumb%5B15%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141386286316411382.post-7835417719534993095</id><published>2009-12-31T04:16:00.001Z</published><updated>2009-12-31T04:16:17.213Z</updated><title type='text'>A New Decade</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;So it’ll be officially 2010 tomorrow. Wow. Time really goes by too fast. I should think back on what I’ve done this year… but truthfully, I’m too lazy ^^&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Boxing Day was awesome. I got a new jacket and a top from Zara. A top and a dress from Ted Baker. A hat from Accessorize. and Boots from Clarks. :D All for less than £90!! hehe.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SzwhvaRtM5I/AAAAAAAAA2E/FhG4FPene20/s1600-h/26122009_010%5B6%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="26122009_010" border="0" alt="26122009_010" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Szwir-LbyaI/AAAAAAAAA2I/GzQtTPjJgiE/26122009_010_thumb%5B4%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="351" height="268"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;Bicester Village&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;Also, cuz my friend from New Jersey has been down in London and I’ve been showing him around, I’m semi-taken the role of tourist as well. We went to visit Windsor Castle as well as the Tower of London. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SzwisQrvhDI/AAAAAAAAA2M/CiIa1o3r0nY/s1600-h/PC230006%5B7%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="PC230006" border="0" alt="PC230006" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SzwjpAXSFEI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/ipjP6DN-UCU/PC230006_thumb%5B5%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="373" height="489"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br&gt;Tower of London&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SzwjqTR_ZaI/AAAAAAAAA2U/isM-5foZhSs/s1600-h/PC270041%5B6%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="PC270041" border="0" alt="PC270041" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SzwkmxkWRGI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/Nbhk0Ta9LnM/PC270041_thumb%5B4%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="386" height="294"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br&gt;Windsor Castle&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;For Christmas Eve, he cooked for us and we had a mini house party at our place. Because he has forbidden me to put up any pictures of him, I cannot post the dinner pictures online. haha. But it was awesome having so many people over at our place at once :D His cooking was tres good too!!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I’ve no plans for NYE but who noes what will happen. Nas is going back to Brighton. So I think Ji will be coming over. Mayb i’ll drag her into central with me to watch the fireworks. IF i want to deal with that huge ass crowd. Its too expensive to club on NYE, so I'll pass on that. Most ppl I know plan to go out and get drunk tho… so hmmm… will I be missing out if I don’t do the same?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Its stopped snowing here already. It mainly just rains now. Whee &amp;gt;.&amp;lt;”&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Anyways… yea. My new year resolution is to stop getting into shit. :D hehe. Hopefully I can accomplish that.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0080" size="5" face="Century Gothic"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy 2010 Everyone!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SzwknVgNpCI/AAAAAAAAA2c/HOJtg8l0WKc/s1600-h/PC210005%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="PC210005" border="0" alt="PC210005" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Szwlj2QiyGI/AAAAAAAAA2g/Flj4Kd2APY0/PC210005_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="184" height="244"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/141386286316411382-7835417719534993095?l=starrynite90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/feeds/7835417719534993095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141386286316411382&amp;postID=7835417719534993095&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/7835417719534993095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/7835417719534993095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/2009/12/new-decade.html' title='A New Decade'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02444529497806345886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Se8Y1gcPVzI/AAAAAAAAAgI/2nOSJbaXUzs/S220/Amsterdam+110.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Szwir-LbyaI/AAAAAAAAA2I/GzQtTPjJgiE/s72-c/26122009_010_thumb%5B4%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141386286316411382.post-986219273618519270</id><published>2009-12-19T02:41:00.001Z</published><updated>2009-12-19T02:41:59.389Z</updated><title type='text'>Stuck Here</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;So I decided last minute to just go back to Malaysia. But now I can’t. :(&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I decided Tuesday night to go back and called KLM in the morning to change my return date for my year return ticket to the coming Monday BUT they said they could try and book but would be unable to confirm the seat until after three working days… Well, that would mean I’d have to call them on Monday? So the guy told me to call Friday evening and hopefully I’ll be able to know by then.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;So I called them this afternoon during the end of my class when everyone was finishing up the final copy of our group newspaper. I wasn’t given anything to do and whenever I asked for work, I was just shoo-ed aside. So, fuck them, I’ll do my own business then.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The only available seat was a business class seat and because of my ticket, I wouldn’t be able to switch to that business class seat. I’d have to pay the whole fee for the ticket. So screw that. They said the next most available date is Jan 10th. wtf =.=” I need to go into uni on the 11th and I have 2 HUGE reports due on the 14th. SO I really don’t have time to go back to Msia in that case :(&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;***&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;On a bright side, last Sunday was the Geminids Meteor Shower. Me and my flatmate went out around 1am-ish with a hot cup of mocha, dragged our chairs out and her camera and watched the stars.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;I saw SOOO many meteors. Each one takes my breath away I keep forgetting to make a wish as soon as I see one :P It was also my first time I’ve ever seen a meteor shower. Nas (my flatmate) managed to catch one on her camera but she hasn’t touched up or developed that photo yet, so I can’t upload it. But its seriously the most gorgeous thing you’d ever see.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;***&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;Holidays have started today :D YAYYYYYY!! I’m prepared for sleeping in and pigging out.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;Hwai Jeh and Kat are also in London (I think), so I shall try and meet up with them before I start even looking at any of my work. Sucks tho, that basically NO TRANSPORT is working on Christmas day. Guess I’m gonna be stuck in Zone 4. meh…&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;Oh, and if you don’t know, its snowed in London these past 3 days. :)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;We’re going to have a White Christmas this year &amp;lt;3&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Syw7j_F7WMI/AAAAAAAAA10/wmwaltsFMd4/s1600-h/18122009%5B9%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="18122009" border="0" alt="18122009" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Syw8gSwplEI/AAAAAAAAA14/i5y0TG_Ym7Y/18122009_thumb%5B7%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="394" height="300"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I just wish it wasn’t so bloody cold. I’m freezing my ass off &amp;gt;.&amp;lt;”&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Dunno what the plan is for tomorrow… Nas wants me to model for her for her Dreams photo project. So maybe that will be fun. If Hwai Jeh is in London, I hope he finds some way to contact him… I didn’t go online yesterday so I don’t know if he’s here or not and I didn’t manage to give him any of my contact details… Gah. If he’s here, he should have arrived 9am today. Hmmmmm…. Well, what to do.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;On a side note, I’ve been really addicted to this MMORPG called Dragonica. Hehe. Once you start, the hours just fly by you. I want to play now, but my internet provider is down and I’m stealing my neighbour’s signal… bleh.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I know what I want for Christmas, do you?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Syw8g4EG2XI/AAAAAAAAA18/UhhdYV2uXt0/s1600-h/happy%20holz%5B3%5D.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="happy holz" border="0" alt="happy holz" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Syw9dkidAAI/AAAAAAAAA2A/4Sow4AD7tIU/happy%20holz_thumb%5B1%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="100" height="100"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/141386286316411382-986219273618519270?l=starrynite90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/feeds/986219273618519270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141386286316411382&amp;postID=986219273618519270&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/986219273618519270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/986219273618519270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/2009/12/stuck-here.html' title='Stuck Here'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02444529497806345886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Se8Y1gcPVzI/AAAAAAAAAgI/2nOSJbaXUzs/S220/Amsterdam+110.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Syw8gSwplEI/AAAAAAAAA14/i5y0TG_Ym7Y/s72-c/18122009_thumb%5B7%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141386286316411382.post-4211474637742257743</id><published>2009-12-13T16:50:00.001Z</published><updated>2009-12-13T16:50:03.911Z</updated><title type='text'>Decisions, Decisions</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I’ve been quite sick the past few days with migraines, fevers, sore throats and now coming the runny nose. Every symptom of any common flu &amp;gt;.&amp;lt;”&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I called my parents today to see if I could go to the WorldMUN conference in Taiwan. They said it was too expensive, so I can’t go :(&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Basically through the phone call, they could hear that I was sick. Now they think I should come back to Malaysia for Christmas and New Years. I don’t know if I should or if I even want to…&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;For one thing, I do miss my family and it’d be really nice to spend such holidays with them. And I won’t even get to celebrate CNY with them… On a negative note, as soon as I go back, ALL freedom is stripped from me.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Most of my friends are back in Malaysia this holiday as well. But &lt;em&gt;he&lt;/em&gt; is staying here. He’s only going back for Chinese New Years. So I’m partly hoping that we can do something together for these events. But then… those chances are probably quite low. Also, I’ve seen most of my friends over summer break and they was only a few months ago… &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I’ve never had a Christmas or New Years here yet. I went back last winter so I dunno… Out of a culture experience, I’d like to celebrate it here.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Studies wise… I’ve got four news pieces to write, two HUGE essays as well as helping Nas with her photo project.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I was also suppose to go to Nottingham from the 7th – 11th Jan but now that I need to come in to uni on the 8th to check the magazine’s digital proof, that idea is kinda thrown out the window. &amp;gt;.&amp;lt;”&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I dunnooooooooo. :( Excuse the rant.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SyUaSY8KZoI/AAAAAAAAA1s/LbjcNmBV3qY/s1600-h/excuses%5B4%5D.png"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="excuses" border="0" alt="excuses" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SyUbOhtbdkI/AAAAAAAAA1w/JHDxuh36KPc/excuses_thumb%5B2%5D.png?imgmax=800" width="104" height="104"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/141386286316411382-4211474637742257743?l=starrynite90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/feeds/4211474637742257743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141386286316411382&amp;postID=4211474637742257743&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/4211474637742257743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/4211474637742257743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/2009/12/decisions-decisions.html' title='Decisions, Decisions'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02444529497806345886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Se8Y1gcPVzI/AAAAAAAAAgI/2nOSJbaXUzs/S220/Amsterdam+110.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SyUbOhtbdkI/AAAAAAAAA1w/JHDxuh36KPc/s72-c/excuses_thumb%5B2%5D.png?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141386286316411382.post-5927806796057179329</id><published>2009-12-04T01:04:00.001Z</published><updated>2009-12-04T01:22:42.787Z</updated><title type='text'>UoL Duality</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Clubbed at Cable London last Friday.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SxhdYQV0fSI/AAAAAAAAA1c/4-su3KZ8Ydo/s1600-h/13034_349737055528_718610528_9888950_263584_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="13034_349737055528_718610528_9888950_263584_n" border="0" alt="13034_349737055528_718610528_9888950_263584_n" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SxheU0R0WgI/AAAAAAAAA1k/-SMpCTU0iu0/13034_349737055528_718610528_9888950_263584_n_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="393" height="299"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;There indeed was drama ;) Someone got really drunk to the point that they started slapping their friends as well as beginning to act really irrationally.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;We were all up dancing on podiums and having a ball. I got quite tipsy. We went in a group of 15, but slowly split as we all got into the clubbing mood. I got my foot stepped on :( and its bruised slightly now.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SxheVZd_lbI/AAAAAAAAA1M/n4OFJWLyaQ8/s1600-h/-230008_38%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="-230008_38" border="0" alt="-230008_38" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SxhfR59NHjI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/XDcdmdYlMXE/-230008_38_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="393" height="269"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;There were some photographers there too. Me and my friends got our photo taken a few times but I could only find one. My friend would be the girl on the far right. The dude in the centre was this crazy guy who danced by himself. They later started stripping, which was traumatic and we quickly moved rooms. :S&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;He&lt;/em&gt; was there. but then.. the “other” he was there and was stuck to &lt;em&gt;him&lt;/em&gt; like glue. So I barely even got the chance to talk to &lt;em&gt;him&lt;/em&gt;. Haihh.. hiding sucks.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;***&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;I’ve got an MUN conference at Queen Mary this Saturday. I’m representing Italy. I haven’t done ANY research &amp;gt;.&amp;lt;”&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;I’ve also got two project deadlines coming up next week. We’ve got to have our magazine complete and our newspaper done too. AHH! So much workkkk. :(&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;***&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;Going out partying again this Saturday night to accompany my friend bcuz a guy is hitting on her and she doesn’t want to be alone. We’re thinking of checking out the Fire Club which is holding a &lt;a href="http://www.kpopteam.com/?Events:Events_2009:Korean_School_%40_Fire_Club" target="_blank"&gt;KPop night&lt;/a&gt;. Hope that will be fun. Can’t wait for someone to have a CPop night ^^&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;Might go to another &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/event.php?eid=183341257313" target="_blank"&gt;ABACUS event&lt;/a&gt; on Monday night as well. But don’t know if I can be bothered. Its £20 per ticket which is crazy, especially since I’ve been spending so much money on clubbing these few weeks anyways. =.=”&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;I’m clubbing WAY too much.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SxhfSJnHJ7I/AAAAAAAAA1U/aXd7_Y0ZBOM/s1600-h/dessert%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="dessert" border="0" alt="dessert" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SxhgOqTTarI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/aA0QMR5nLRk/dessert_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="100" height="100"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/141386286316411382-5927806796057179329?l=starrynite90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/feeds/5927806796057179329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141386286316411382&amp;postID=5927806796057179329&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/5927806796057179329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/5927806796057179329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/2009/12/uol-duality.html' title='UoL Duality'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02444529497806345886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Se8Y1gcPVzI/AAAAAAAAAgI/2nOSJbaXUzs/S220/Amsterdam+110.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SxheU0R0WgI/AAAAAAAAA1k/-SMpCTU0iu0/s72-c/13034_349737055528_718610528_9888950_263584_n_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141386286316411382.post-1596320218101324754</id><published>2009-11-27T19:09:00.001Z</published><updated>2009-11-27T19:09:42.646Z</updated><title type='text'>Cable London Rave</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I'm going clubbing tonight~ WHEEEEE!!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;See you there? :P&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Venue:&lt;/strong&gt; Cable London&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Door price:&lt;/strong&gt; £12&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DJs:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;ul&gt; &lt;li&gt;Moodymanc (2020vision/Tsuba)  &lt;li&gt;Tomoki Tamura (Saw/Four:Twenty)  &lt;li&gt;Ittetsu (Sounderground/Resopal/Welt)  &lt;li&gt;Snuff The Ablist with Kashmere (Dented Records)  &lt;li&gt;James Smiths (Smash UK)  &lt;li&gt;Lookleft + Bearight (Selective Pressure)  &lt;li&gt;45tops (Selective Pressure)  &lt;li&gt;Tom Manley &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Time:&lt;/strong&gt; 9:30pm – 6am&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Look forward to pictures then ^^&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;and maybe with the right conditions; some drama :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;em&gt;he’s&lt;/em&gt; gonna be there ;)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SxAjBPjgigI/AAAAAAAAA08/sV1YmG0wsao/s1600-h/nvr%20try%5B3%5D.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="nvr try" border="0" alt="nvr try" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SxAj9dmUVhI/AAAAAAAAA1A/rVFWjBdegsM/nvr%20try_thumb%5B1%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="100" height="100"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/141386286316411382-1596320218101324754?l=starrynite90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/feeds/1596320218101324754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141386286316411382&amp;postID=1596320218101324754&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/1596320218101324754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/1596320218101324754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/2009/11/cable-london-rave.html' title='Cable London Rave'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02444529497806345886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Se8Y1gcPVzI/AAAAAAAAAgI/2nOSJbaXUzs/S220/Amsterdam+110.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SxAj9dmUVhI/AAAAAAAAA1A/rVFWjBdegsM/s72-c/nvr%20try_thumb%5B1%5D.gif?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141386286316411382.post-8412146376033787426</id><published>2009-11-21T01:55:00.004Z</published><updated>2009-11-21T02:01:42.410Z</updated><title type='text'>Just maybe one day...</title><content type='html'>I like this guy.&lt;br /&gt;But he says he doesn't see me that way.&lt;br /&gt;What is the role of a pet sister anyways?&lt;br /&gt;Is it just the nice way to say "I don't like you."?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We talk alot, and I feel a special bond to him.&lt;br /&gt;There are always butterflies when I'm going out to meet him or when I just look at him.&lt;br /&gt;I'm a fool, aren't I? Holding onto someone I cannot have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there a way to control your own feelings?&lt;br /&gt;If there was then perhaps I'd be a better person and not be so cruel to those who treat me so nicely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm emo-ing. Just leave me be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll hold on to him.&lt;br /&gt;I'll make him fall in love with me.&lt;br /&gt;There's got to be determination to get results, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Annoying thing is, people say that from what they see, he already likes me too.&lt;br /&gt;Then why won't he accept me? Why won't you accept me?&lt;br /&gt;I just want to stop hiding my feelings for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SwdJ6chW4XI/AAAAAAAAA00/1d5HOEnEC5Q/s1600/nerve.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SwdJ6chW4XI/AAAAAAAAA00/1d5HOEnEC5Q/s400/nerve.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406371146118914418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/141386286316411382-8412146376033787426?l=starrynite90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/feeds/8412146376033787426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141386286316411382&amp;postID=8412146376033787426&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/8412146376033787426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/8412146376033787426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/2009/11/just-maybe-one-day.html' title='Just maybe one day...'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02444529497806345886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Se8Y1gcPVzI/AAAAAAAAAgI/2nOSJbaXUzs/S220/Amsterdam+110.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SwdJ6chW4XI/AAAAAAAAA00/1d5HOEnEC5Q/s72-c/nerve.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141386286316411382.post-7446558040672049957</id><published>2009-11-18T20:04:00.001Z</published><updated>2009-11-18T20:04:34.471Z</updated><title type='text'>In LONDONN</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Yes I know, I haven’t update in agesss. Basically my main excuse is that I only got proper internet like a week ago. Before that me and my flatmate were sharing one modem cable between us. But we’ve finally got that all sorted and we’re settled in our new place and everything :D&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;My mom was with us for the first two week to help me move in and everything. So I my settling into my new place was much easier.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;One of the days we took a trip to Bicester Village. Which is basically this market in Oxfordshire set out as a long street filled with branded shops and in these shops they sell things at really cheap discounted retail prices. I got myself a Karen Millen dress for about 50% off the original retail price :D :D My mom got herself LV bags among other things lol. It was really an experience.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SwRMnBDZZmI/AAAAAAAAAzc/bmhEAZt5Ddw/s1600-h/PA030065%5B9%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="PA030065" border="0" alt="PA030065" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SwRNj-deyII/AAAAAAAAAzg/VSF5Da9C4-o/PA030065_thumb%5B7%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="395" height="300"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The entrance my place looks quite dodgy at night and we have a source of daily exercise going up and down our stairs. And I've fallen down these stairs ONCE. Its probably going to happen more in the future, but so far, the count is at one. haha. In all fairness, it had been raining and the stairs were wet :( Unfortunately at the same time I gave my flatmate’s mom and horrible first impression by leaving the flat and then two seconds coming back in with a horrible stain on my butt saying that I fell down the stairs. &amp;gt;.&amp;lt;”&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SwRNkks0G5I/AAAAAAAAAzk/jEvPSIExLAo/s1600-h/stairs%20up%5B9%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="stairs up" border="0" alt="stairs up" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SwROhK65-5I/AAAAAAAAAzo/QeIhAbiirpY/stairs%20up_thumb%5B7%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="383" height="504"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Socially, I’ve clubbed wayy more than last year. :D Hehe, three times so far. Yesterday being the latest one. Went to Mayfair Vendome for a City Malaysian Night which was really fun. I haven’t got the pics for that night yet but I’ll post those pics and talk about that night as soon as I get them :)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The first time this year was at The Penthouse in Leicester Square at an ABACUS event called TEN:10. Went with Mel and her flatmate Jenny :D SOO many cute guys hehehe.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SwROhwdrtyI/AAAAAAAAAzs/iBf7t36pe-I/s1600-h/me%2C%20mel%20n%20jen%5B9%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="me, mel n jen" border="0" alt="me, mel n jen" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SwRPeWiU81I/AAAAAAAAAzw/ZTwLUJbXJCc/me%2C%20mel%20n%20jen_thumb%5B7%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="396" height="301"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Second time was a UCL Malaysian society event at another club in Mayfair called Maddox. The club was really nice, but the event wasn’t that fun. Mainly cuz the music didn’t have enough bass and probably cuz I didn’t go with the right crowd. The fun ppl there tho were me, Mel and Ji :D&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="ji, me, mel" border="0" alt="ji, me, mel" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SwRPe_9wzlI/AAAAAAAAAz4/BRoMSqogDHs/ji%2C%20me%2C%20mel_thumb%5B7%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="407" height="310"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;There will be more events soon :P&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;On a side note, my flatmate is an AWESOME cook. hehe. She’s cooking dinner now and I can spell the food and its sooo delish :D We even experimented and made onigiri :D&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SwRPftdG8UI/AAAAAAAAAz8/i4pH3hXNIWI/s1600-h/PB060238%5B7%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="PB060238" border="0" alt="PB060238" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SwRQcTsphHI/AAAAAAAAA0A/gMsmMZ31He0/PB060238_thumb%5B5%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="379" height="288"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SwRQc7TEpWI/AAAAAAAAA0E/Rdc55_pY7zk/s1600-h/PB060240%5B8%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="PB060240" border="0" alt="PB060240" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SwRRZbkPVxI/AAAAAAAAA0I/FQWLCHGyi2g/PB060240_thumb%5B6%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="380" height="291"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SwRRacQf1dI/AAAAAAAAA0M/8lidEx89S78/s1600-h/PA070200%5B8%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="PA070200" border="0" alt="PA070200" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SwRSXUdRxjI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/SO1l_wUQRjc/PA070200_thumb%5B6%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="381" height="290"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Mouth watering no? hehe. I’m so lucky to have a flatmate that is actually livable with. I’ve been hearing alot of people complaining about people they are living with. :) But I guess I’m either very tolerable or very lucky ^^&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SwRSXrfoDFI/AAAAAAAAA0U/TzICIYRgDfw/s1600-h/lucky%20heart%5B3%5D.png"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="lucky heart" border="0" alt="lucky heart" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SwRTUREed1I/AAAAAAAAA0Y/8t0jFOLwqGA/lucky%20heart_thumb%5B1%5D.png?imgmax=800" width="101" height="101"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/141386286316411382-7446558040672049957?l=starrynite90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/feeds/7446558040672049957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141386286316411382&amp;postID=7446558040672049957&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/7446558040672049957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/7446558040672049957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/2009/11/in-londonn.html' title='In LONDONN'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02444529497806345886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Se8Y1gcPVzI/AAAAAAAAAgI/2nOSJbaXUzs/S220/Amsterdam+110.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SwRNj-deyII/AAAAAAAAAzg/VSF5Da9C4-o/s72-c/PA030065_thumb%5B7%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141386286316411382.post-9065620450861861240</id><published>2009-09-20T16:16:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T01:12:41.885Z</updated><title type='text'>Flying in 7 Days</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;So I’ll be flying to London in about 7days andd my mom will be flying there with me :D Hehe I need a driver to move my stuff from Zone 1 all the way to Zone 4 and the fact that I’m under 25 and only have a P license does not help situations much.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;So life so far since I’ve last updated…&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Well.. I cut my hair today :P&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SrZCnSZJPkI/AAAAAAAAAx0/b-mmgft4zCk/s1600-h/hair%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: auto" title="hair" border="0" alt="hair" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SrZDkCzA6OI/AAAAAAAAAx4/Ce60bvvFW6Q/hair_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="412" height="292"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;You can’t really see that much of a difference and the before wasn't a very recent before either. I haven’t been taking a lot of photos of myself recently haha.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Anyways any main difference would be that it got shorter basically. Maybe back to its original? haha but it got so long that I could actually tie a pony tail with it. See:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SrZDkmdWk8I/AAAAAAAAAx8/Am-rBG6nj7w/s1600-h/P9040337%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: auto" title="P9040337" border="0" alt="P9040337" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SrZEhUFRhVI/AAAAAAAAAyA/r2OCDOfD7bg/P9040337_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="277" height="331"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;LAWLz.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;I slept over at Melissa’s new place. It was HUGE. She has a her own swimming pool and a pool table and a koi pond. Just Wow. haha and she got a doggie too. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SrZEirIPhwI/AAAAAAAAAyc/M__M_6rJH70/s1600-h/11092009_003%5B6%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: auto" title="11092009_003" border="0" alt="11092009_003" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SrZFfJZ1BOI/AAAAAAAAAyk/INlayVzCpTs/11092009_003_thumb%5B4%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="240" height="180"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Adorable. Her name is Cleo. She does sort of resemble a squirrel. hehe.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Been really bored at home and resorted to going to the arcade alot and actually started racing. Bought myself a DX card hehe. I shall tune up my new car and make myself famous. muahahaha. :)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SrZFgHad9jI/AAAAAAAAAyo/lTTa_OQUEbM/s1600-h/P9180348%5B14%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: auto" title="P9180348" border="0" alt="P9180348" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SrZGc1HUpyI/AAAAAAAAAy0/5IyEsNytDYE/P9180348_thumb%5B12%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="334" height="255"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;Other than that… tmr is my cousin’s wedding. I’m supposedly going to be one of the bridesmaids who try and give challenges to the groom so that he proves his love to her or something like that.&amp;nbsp; Never been one before so it’ll be a cool experience.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Wednesday going to watch Ugly Truth. Can’t wait :D&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;I watched Gamer the other day. Wasn’t impressed.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Watched G-Force too. Cute and funny but quite predictable plot. haha. and Speckles didn’t sound like Nicholas Cage at ALL. :S&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Duno whether I’m excited to be going back or not. Its going be like starting over again. I didn’t really make a lot of course friends last year as I was mainly hanging out with either the GIS gang or the Angel gang.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;My goal this year (other than to pass with flying colors) is to make more friends in my uni!! YARR!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SrZGdZGkAHI/AAAAAAAAAyU/x1O1Pq2Gr8w/s1600-h/rawr%5B3%5D.png"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="rawr" border="0" alt="rawr" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SrZHaCIVKvI/AAAAAAAAAyY/x42CqGxQ9xg/rawr_thumb%5B1%5D.png?imgmax=800" width="100" height="100"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/141386286316411382-9065620450861861240?l=starrynite90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/feeds/9065620450861861240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141386286316411382&amp;postID=9065620450861861240&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/9065620450861861240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/9065620450861861240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/2009/09/flying-in-7-days.html' title='Flying in 7 Days'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02444529497806345886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Se8Y1gcPVzI/AAAAAAAAAgI/2nOSJbaXUzs/S220/Amsterdam+110.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SrZDkCzA6OI/AAAAAAAAAx4/Ce60bvvFW6Q/s72-c/hair_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141386286316411382.post-4523898246481249930</id><published>2009-08-31T14:45:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T14:48:07.020+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Merdeka</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Happy 52nd Birthday, Malaysia :)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Even though you have some flaws, I’m still glad that I was born here and that I am Malaysian.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;***&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Anywho, yesterday as my parents way of celebrating Merdeka. We drove up to Lata Kinjang to enjoy Malaysia’s natural beauty. It was about a 4 hour drive up and we at first heard rumours that the place was actually just a small river and you couldn’t even see the waterfall.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;BUT hehe, like certain rumours are, this one was false. When we got there, though the facilities weren’t up to par for tourists (the bathroom had no water and there were proper trash cans) the view was gorgeous; as was the fresh water. Me and my family had our own natural massage :P&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SpvT6_LwliI/AAAAAAAAAwc/HpyBl-wD09Y/s1600-h/P8300310%5B6%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="P8300310" border="0" alt="P8300310" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SpvT8Dx2MJI/AAAAAAAAAwg/spXm2FzLX8Y/P8300310_thumb%5B4%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="354" height="466"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;And in all Merdeka spirit we got to see Malaysia’s national butterfly, the Raja Brooke. There were so many of them :D&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SpvT9bKuhFI/AAAAAAAAAwk/ripYRSd6SL0/s1600-h/P8300331%5B9%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="P8300331" border="0" alt="P8300331" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SpvT-RyPlWI/AAAAAAAAAwo/3Dqgx_bxqC0/P8300331_thumb%5B7%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="362" height="275"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000" size="6" face="Comic Sans MS"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY, MALAYSIA. YOU’re 52 Today :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SpvUksNjVhI/AAAAAAAAAws/yZUPT5bz9Co/s1600-h/take%20over%20the%20world%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="take over the world" border="0" alt="take over the world" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SpvUlYTlJnI/AAAAAAAAAww/OIZEoQoqRLc/take%20over%20the%20world_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="104" height="104"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/141386286316411382-4523898246481249930?l=starrynite90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/feeds/4523898246481249930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141386286316411382&amp;postID=4523898246481249930&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/4523898246481249930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/4523898246481249930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/2009/08/merdeka.html' title='Merdeka'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02444529497806345886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Se8Y1gcPVzI/AAAAAAAAAgI/2nOSJbaXUzs/S220/Amsterdam+110.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SpvT8Dx2MJI/AAAAAAAAAwg/spXm2FzLX8Y/s72-c/P8300310_thumb%5B4%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141386286316411382.post-2187406291283122833</id><published>2009-08-27T16:41:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T16:41:46.113+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A(H1N1) Prevention</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Got this in my email today. It is a forwarded email and therefore could be false… but hey, never hurt to drink coconut juice. And its yummy too. ^^&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;This is what the email said:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font color="#400080"&gt;Former associate professor of ecology at Universiti Malaya has authored several books on complementary therapy called, 'Ecological Healing System'.&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt; Dr Palaniappan said his 33 years of research had shown that high acidity in the body resulted in loss of immunity, thus making people more susceptible to viral diseases like Influenza A (H1N1).&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt; Hence, to prevent acidity, it was essential to consume alkaline food and drinks that could neutralise excess acid in the body.&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt; Dr Palaniappan recommends coconut water, which is alkaline, and therefore could be used as a herbal medicine for the prevention of H1N1.&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt; For example, he said, those who felt feverish and developed a burning sensation while attending to a call of nature because of extreme acidity, could neutralise it by drinking coconut water, twice a day, for three days.&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt; He also recommended orange, lemon and pomelo which, despite containing citric acid, were very rich in potassium and therefore, would not disturb the body's immunity.&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt; According to Dr Palaniappan, excessive physical activity like running a marathon should be avoided as it produced acid due to excessive metabolic activity.&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt; Similarly, he said, keeping late nights without adequate sleep and working without proper rest could also increase the body's acidity which in turn, lowered immunity and made the body vulnerable to viral attacks.&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt; Dr Palaniappan's blog: &lt;/font&gt;&lt;a href="http://ecohealingsystem.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;font color="#400080"&gt;EcoHealingSystem&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font color="#400080"&gt; discusses the therapy in more detail.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;p&gt;So hey, drink more coconut water and it might just save your life. Mmmmm… &lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" border="0" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/237/455282966_87a6021924.jpg" width="200" height="295"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/141386286316411382-2187406291283122833?l=starrynite90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/feeds/2187406291283122833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141386286316411382&amp;postID=2187406291283122833&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/2187406291283122833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/2187406291283122833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/2009/08/ah1n1-prevention.html' title='A(H1N1) Prevention'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02444529497806345886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Se8Y1gcPVzI/AAAAAAAAAgI/2nOSJbaXUzs/S220/Amsterdam+110.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/237/455282966_87a6021924_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141386286316411382.post-1135499675835153448</id><published>2009-08-26T15:26:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T15:28:29.379+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Cute Homepage</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Hey everyone. Check out what my homepage looks like: &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SpVGDdgb26I/AAAAAAAAAwM/wMR7U3mAF_M/s1600-h/New%20Picture%20%2827%29%5B4%5D.png"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="New Picture (27)" border="0" alt="New Picture (27)" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SpVGHNJCcqI/AAAAAAAAAwU/1vlW7hsn7Ic/New%20Picture%20%2827%29_thumb%5B4%5D.png?imgmax=800" width="385" height="253"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Everyone on the count of three. 1…2…3…: AWWWWWW~&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Hehhe. Damn adorable ain’t it? And they offer a whole bunch of other pictures that you can use in the background too. From fruit loops (the cereal) to flowers to even cars. Haha you can take your pick and its absolutely free.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Geez.. I sound like an advertising company. =.=” I should totally get paid of this. :P &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Anyways, go to: &lt;a href="http://www.searchslate.com/default.ashx" target="_blank"&gt;Searchslate&lt;/a&gt; to get your homepage to look good too. *BIG CHEESY GRIN*&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Yaa.. me rlly have no life. ^^&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kawaiinot.com"&gt;&lt;img style="display: inline" title="swirls" alt="swirls" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SpVGH-znr1I/AAAAAAAAAwI/BA6b-WAj2sc/swirls%5B3%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="100" height="100"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/141386286316411382-1135499675835153448?l=starrynite90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/feeds/1135499675835153448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141386286316411382&amp;postID=1135499675835153448&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/1135499675835153448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/1135499675835153448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/2009/08/cute-homepage.html' title='Cute Homepage'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02444529497806345886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Se8Y1gcPVzI/AAAAAAAAAgI/2nOSJbaXUzs/S220/Amsterdam+110.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SpVGHNJCcqI/AAAAAAAAAwU/1vlW7hsn7Ic/s72-c/New%20Picture%20%2827%29_thumb%5B4%5D.png?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141386286316411382.post-7598782034030184215</id><published>2009-08-20T09:22:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T09:22:36.056+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Six Days of Beach Holidays</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I’m back. From six days of beaches. And guess what, I’m not burned :D&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thurs – Fri:&lt;/strong&gt; Cherating&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/So0HWIptbCI/AAAAAAAAAso/Ux7nwey9zSM/s1600-h/P8130018%5B25%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="P8130018" border="0" alt="P8130018" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/So0HXPyVKBI/AAAAAAAAAss/pkivnhBYm0c/P8130018_thumb%5B15%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="369" height="283"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Legend Resort&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;There we hung around the pool and my dad took us to this nice seafood restaurant that he went to before. We had oysters and crab and more crab :P It was really nice cuz it wasn’t a public holiday so the place was very empty and wasn't filled with little annoying kids or adults that took up too much space hehe.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/So0HYOFLouI/AAAAAAAAAsw/ntv-eQ48KT4/s1600-h/P8130047%5B8%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="P8130047" border="0" alt="P8130047" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/So0HY1NHu8I/AAAAAAAAAs0/QqIo93vB0WY/P8130047_thumb%5B6%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="320" height="244"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/So0HZ_WdvkI/AAAAAAAAAs4/KDbGLrmyZgg/s1600-h/P8130048%5B6%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="P8130048" border="0" alt="P8130048" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/So0HawB72TI/AAAAAAAAAs8/mfvqX5C5UIY/P8130048_thumb%5B4%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="318" height="418"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The restaurant was right by the beach so we had some sea breeze as we were eating and because of that breeze it was really cooling too. :) &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fri – Sun: &lt;/strong&gt;Gem Island&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;We made our way to the jetty to get a boat to the private island. The waves were really strong and at one point I was holding on tight and the speed boat went across a wave and as the boat flew in the air for a second, so did I =.=" and then when we land the water splashed in and I got half soaked. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/So0HcID9hEI/AAAAAAAAAtA/IobGLYJc3IM/s1600-h/P8140065%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="P8140065" border="0" alt="P8140065" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/So0HdCOSghI/AAAAAAAAAtE/VavIyH6ebt8/P8140065_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="361" height="275"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Our boat&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The island is called Gem Island, the water there is soo clear, you can see all the sea cucumbers lying at the bottom haha. The island is half a turtle sanctuary, half a resort and spa. There was a pool in the front filled with little tiny baby turtles. Damn cute.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/So0HeE6_ilI/AAAAAAAAAtI/0aZMYbOoZqA/s1600-h/P8160216%5B12%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="P8160216" border="0" alt="P8160216" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/So0He8dYoII/AAAAAAAAAtM/Lr4eiOevjz8/P8160216_thumb%5B8%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="365" height="280"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hehe, they look like ants from this angle :P&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/So0HgBlScVI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/FRLJXoBOTYg/s1600-h/P8150135%5B7%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="P8150135" border="0" alt="P8150135" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/So0HhFynHEI/AAAAAAAAAtU/SPmr6PCA0r4/P8150135_thumb%5B5%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="366" height="278"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Where they incubate the eggs before they hatch.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;There we went kayaking, snorkeling and just lazing around on the beach. It was really nice. As were our rooms too! Hehe, though to conserve energy, half the day there was no electricity. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/So0HhwN-2uI/AAAAAAAAAtY/zMkRvG2c_Yk/s1600-h/P8140070%5B8%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="P8140070" border="0" alt="P8140070" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/So0Hil9h_5I/AAAAAAAAAtc/AHCiiZjiKEo/P8140070_thumb%5B6%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="262" height="344"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/So0HjrMwhjI/AAAAAAAAAtg/LT4PLPXNzcE/s1600-h/P8160202%5B9%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="P8160202" border="0" alt="P8160202" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/So0HkTtXtiI/AAAAAAAAAtk/fwzRu1zF6-c/P8160202_thumb%5B5%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="269" height="354"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Our bed and the patio :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/So0Hll17OeI/AAAAAAAAAto/9Db2R-jn35g/s1600-h/P8160206%5B9%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="P8160206" border="0" alt="P8160206" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/So0HmSDDHgI/AAAAAAAAAts/FWzU4fyCJGc/P8160206_thumb%5B5%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="324" height="247"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p&gt;When we went snorkeling, I saw a shark. I was calling my mom over to see a big fish that I saw, but before she could swim over, it had already swam away but apparently she saw another big fish... she saw a shark and as she was trying to point it out to me, it swam right by us. It was like mayb 5ft long. It freaked us both out haha and we scared for our lives. XD I just googled it, what we saw was a Blacktip Reef Shark. hehe&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mon – Tues:&lt;/strong&gt; Port Dickson&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;This time with my friends. Haha Maddie, Clare and Ashley and Me. So we got this one bedroom apt, in Ancasa resort, where we all squeezed into. We cooked steamboat and then melted chocolate to make our own chocolate fondue where we dipped bananas and marshmallows hehe. It was yummyy :D Oo.. and we went banana boating. It was fun especially when we told the guy we didn't want to capsize, but during the ending, he deliberately made sharp turns to try and make us fall. but we didn’t ^^. hehe but the thrill of the sudden turns was really fun.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/So0HneP_mEI/AAAAAAAAAtw/YNltea7Sv_Y/s1600-h/P8170245%5B6%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="P8170245" border="0" alt="P8170245" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/So0HoUAahiI/AAAAAAAAAt0/YqILjOC6eI8/P8170245_thumb%5B4%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="318" height="244"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Steamboat ingredients :D&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/So0Hpfw0kvI/AAAAAAAAAt4/-yOubmsUUSg/s1600-h/P8170276%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="P8170276" border="0" alt="P8170276" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/So0Hp9_FyMI/AAAAAAAAAt8/UqG11idITlg/P8170276_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="326" height="248"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chocolate fonduee (home-made)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;After we checked out the next day, we stopped at Lukut for breakfast/lunch. Maddie says whenever she comes down to P.D with her bf she always stops here to eat. It was good :)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/So0HrK63iJI/AAAAAAAAAuA/AZEjZfrkahg/s1600-h/P8180281%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="P8180281" border="0" alt="P8180281" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/So0HsLbidcI/AAAAAAAAAuE/dXTExiLhyww/P8180281_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="320" height="244"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;em&gt;La Zha Min (sp?) in Lukut&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;We arrived in KL around 3pm. We went to Maddie’s place to laze a bit. Then Clare and Maddie went for a brazillian wax over in Curve, a place called Strip: Ministry of Waxing. Haha. Maddie said it hurt like shit, but Clare (cuz she was already use to it) said she didn’t feel a thing =.=” haha.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Anyways, before they went up for waxing we stopped at Sakae for a snack and we had our Salmon Mentai as we always do. And as we were eating it we all agreed that we take Salmon Mentai over sex ANY DAY. ;) keke.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/So0HsyOuubI/AAAAAAAAAuI/WyDl0Oyff08/s1600-h/P8180284%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="P8180284" border="0" alt="P8180284" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/So0HttQ3kwI/AAAAAAAAAuM/abJCECqnalw/P8180284_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="316" height="241"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Salmon Mentai in Sakae Sushi: The Curve&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;OH. and yesterday I went out steamboat with some GIS friends and they gave me a much belated birthday present. Guess what I have an original copy of!! THANK YOU SO MUCH GUYSS :D&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/So0Husu70XI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/_PkY3kTJuJQ/s1600-h/P8200288%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="P8200288" border="0" alt="P8200288" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/So0HvcbqIvI/AAAAAAAAAuU/71nIoXAhIVs/P8200288_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="323" height="246"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;SIMS 3!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I haven’t installed it yet, so I dunno if my computer specs are high enough for it. but cross my fingers and pray to god that everything works. I’m gonna uninstall my whole Sims 2 expansion packs and everything first to conserve space ^^.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;p/s. I passed my driving test :D hehe so now I just gotta wait for my P license to come then I’m all good for the road :D&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/So0HwUZI8uI/AAAAAAAAAuY/-AqM9oZJbls/s1600-h/onoz%5B2%5D.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto" title="onoz" alt="onoz" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/So0HxTbCoAI/AAAAAAAAAuc/6N-pCwJ4YaI/onoz_thumb.gif?imgmax=800" width="100" height="100"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/141386286316411382-7598782034030184215?l=starrynite90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/feeds/7598782034030184215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141386286316411382&amp;postID=7598782034030184215&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/7598782034030184215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/7598782034030184215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/2009/08/six-days-of-beach-holidays.html' title='Six Days of Beach Holidays'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02444529497806345886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Se8Y1gcPVzI/AAAAAAAAAgI/2nOSJbaXUzs/S220/Amsterdam+110.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/So0HXPyVKBI/AAAAAAAAAss/pkivnhBYm0c/s72-c/P8130018_thumb%5B15%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141386286316411382.post-2593957262501533594</id><published>2009-07-27T18:08:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T18:20:52.723+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Tag-ged</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Sonia from &lt;a href="http://saruneko.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;The Catmonkey Chronicles&lt;/a&gt; tagged me. And since over my huge long holiday, I really have no life. I shall do. :) &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The rules:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;ul&gt; &lt;li&gt;Link back to the person who tagged you.  &lt;li&gt;List six little things that make you happy.  &lt;li&gt;Tag six bloggers and let them know they’re “it”.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;p&gt;In no particular order: &lt;ol&gt; &lt;li&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.leasticoulddo.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;font color="#008080"&gt;Least I Could Do&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font color="#008080"&gt; (the Webcomic)&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Sm3d3-m4SLI/AAAAAAAAAsY/Be9CAoJZlss/s1600-h/20060429%5B7%5D.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="20060429" border="0" alt="20060429" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Sm3e32aY1mI/AAAAAAAAAsc/lYvyGvGpf90/20060429_thumb%5B5%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="339" height="136"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff00ff"&gt;Romantic Comedies. Eg…&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.jnpp.ee/dvd/Pildid/DVD PILDID/you've got mail.jpg" width="164" height="214"&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.thaidvd2u.com/images/Notting-Hill.jpg" width="154" height="216"&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#800080"&gt;My Friends&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Sm3e5B9ySRI/AAAAAAAAAsE/Pjg2z9u6zQA/s1600-h/S.R%5B7%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="S.R" border="0" alt="S.R" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Sm3e5oBtbJI/AAAAAAAAAsI/mP4JcNA81BA/S.R_thumb%5B5%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="286" height="217"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="me n nic" border="0" alt="me n nic" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Sm3e60Qze_I/AAAAAAAAAsM/_A2MswVly-M/me%20n%20nic_thumb%5B1%5D.png?imgmax=800" width="202" height="202"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs123.snc1/5289_126917271487_514151487_3479403_1315050_n.jpg" width="240" height="161"&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#808000"&gt;“Him”&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.juliesimprinting.com/images/imprints/stickboy.jpg"&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#000080"&gt;Games&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Sm3e7kDqxbI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/AuSPwFX5q5M/s1600-h/nts20%5B2%5D.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display: inline" title="nts20" alt="nts20" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Sm3e8Tf9WbI/AAAAAAAAAsU/Q9o7ATTe_1E/nts20_thumb.gif?imgmax=800" width="100" height="100"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#00ff00"&gt;House Parties (with alcohol ;P)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v346/220/70/723925065/n723925065_4587569_3117.jpg" width="240" height="181"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;I’m the one in white :D hehe at Flat 106 House Party&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt; &lt;p&gt;I tag:&lt;br&gt;1. Amily&lt;br&gt;2. Su Yen&lt;br&gt;3. Jen&lt;br&gt;4. Jian Xiong&lt;br&gt;5. Jia Yuan&lt;br&gt;6. Caryn&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/141386286316411382-2593957262501533594?l=starrynite90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/feeds/2593957262501533594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141386286316411382&amp;postID=2593957262501533594&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/2593957262501533594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/2593957262501533594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/2009/07/tag-ged.html' title='Tag-ged'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02444529497806345886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Se8Y1gcPVzI/AAAAAAAAAgI/2nOSJbaXUzs/S220/Amsterdam+110.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Sm3e32aY1mI/AAAAAAAAAsc/lYvyGvGpf90/s72-c/20060429_thumb%5B5%5D.gif?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141386286316411382.post-794117945719808720</id><published>2009-07-27T14:38:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T14:38:44.167+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Handle with Care – Jodi Picoult</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I just finished reading a book today.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto" src="http://blog.newsok.com/bamsblog/files/2009/03/handle-with-care-jodi-picoult.jpg" width="165" height="248"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;As always I love Picoult’s books. They are interesting, dramatic and really pull on your heart strings. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;You go inside the mind of five characters – the mother who gives birth to a child who has a rare case of brittle bone disease; a neglected daughter; the father who can’t support his wife’s decision; the best friend who’s being sued for medical malpractice, and a lawyer searching for her birth mother. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I highly recommend this book to anyone, guys and girls alike. In MPH (where i bought it), it was classified under Women’s Fiction… but its not. Its not cheesy or lovey dovey or ditzy in any way as some chick books are. It tackles a problem with feelings and … well I’m horrible at reviewing anything, but this book is truly amazing.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I give this book a &lt;em&gt;5/5&lt;/em&gt; :D&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Here is a quote from the book that just struck me as I read it:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt; &lt;p&gt;“It’s no surprise to me that –in baking, and in life—the cost of growth is always a small act of violence.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;p&gt;The way Picoult writes this book is very original as not only is it written in first person through each characters eyes, but it also has little recipes in between chapters and has a way of comparing life to baking, something which I found really cute. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;On to my next book: &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Testimony-Novel-Anita-Shreve/dp/0316059862" target="_blank"&gt;Testimony – Anita Shreve&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Sm2t4EnhabI/AAAAAAAAAr0/EFjP8-fxTls/s1600-h/book%20love%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="book love" border="0" alt="book love" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Sm2t4240pkI/AAAAAAAAAr4/WAh1DMjnVBs/book%20love_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="104" height="104"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/141386286316411382-794117945719808720?l=starrynite90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/feeds/794117945719808720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141386286316411382&amp;postID=794117945719808720&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/794117945719808720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/794117945719808720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/2009/07/handle-with-care-jodi-picoult.html' title='Handle with Care – Jodi Picoult'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02444529497806345886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Se8Y1gcPVzI/AAAAAAAAAgI/2nOSJbaXUzs/S220/Amsterdam+110.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Sm2t4240pkI/AAAAAAAAAr4/WAh1DMjnVBs/s72-c/book%20love_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141386286316411382.post-1899568625231733247</id><published>2009-07-07T15:27:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T15:27:01.606+01:00</updated><title type='text'>If I had children…</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;If i had children with famous ppl… I think my baby would be quite cute hehe. I found this site called MorphThing.com and it takes two faces and morphs it. So i fiddled around a bit.. and this is how my baby would look like if I had a child with:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Johnny Depp&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SlNbJ5W0zFI/AAAAAAAAArY/wJEh0vHwAHY/s1600-h/johnny%20depp%20n%20me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="johnny depp n me" border="0" alt="johnny depp n me" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SlNbKk_wj6I/AAAAAAAAArc/Vrs2gmSxQ0s/johnny%20depp%20n%20me_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="184" height="244"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Jude Law&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SlNbLKVzvaI/AAAAAAAAArg/AMpRNEEI-54/s1600-h/jude%20law%20n%20me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="jude law n me" border="0" alt="jude law n me" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SlNbL_RbeyI/AAAAAAAAAro/DjwBShbdlg0/jude%20law%20n%20me_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="184" height="244"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Takeshi Kaneshiro&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SlNbMS_0ScI/AAAAAAAAArs/WqNgRvZRF7U/s1600-h/ttakeshi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="ttakeshi" border="0" alt="ttakeshi" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SlNbNPqdpOI/AAAAAAAAArw/20IeFbct8Wc/ttakeshi_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="184" height="244"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;Hahhahaa. I guess mixed babies really do end up looking better. Lol. They’re all so cuteee. :P&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;I wouldn’t having a child with any of these men. Come get me ;)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/141386286316411382-1899568625231733247?l=starrynite90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/feeds/1899568625231733247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141386286316411382&amp;postID=1899568625231733247&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/1899568625231733247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/1899568625231733247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/2009/07/if-i-had-children.html' title='If I had children…'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02444529497806345886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Se8Y1gcPVzI/AAAAAAAAAgI/2nOSJbaXUzs/S220/Amsterdam+110.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SlNbKk_wj6I/AAAAAAAAArc/Vrs2gmSxQ0s/s72-c/johnny%20depp%20n%20me_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141386286316411382.post-7560444361314544812</id><published>2009-07-07T10:00:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T10:13:33.458+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Malaysia so Far</title><content type='html'>I've had my sushi.&lt;br /&gt;I've had my maggi goreng.&lt;br /&gt;I've had my bali ais, milo ais and teh o ais limau.&lt;br /&gt;I've had my claypot lo xi fan, wan tan mee and bak ku teh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've gone clubbing with clare, mad, kaheng, nic, fik, shah and their friends.&lt;br /&gt;I've clubbed at Euphoria MoS and Coco Banana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've visited the office.&lt;br /&gt;I've sung karaoke.&lt;br /&gt;I've wasted the whole day sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;I've slept over at 2 ppls houses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ive kissed a guy I just met.&lt;br /&gt;I've been hit on by a guy younger than by brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea... oh! and i've discovered that there are completely untrue rumours about me spreading around the office &gt;.&lt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SlMRlun9QhI/AAAAAAAAAqw/FAKdRQ7Al3w/s1600-h/living+alive.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 235px; height: 94px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SlMRlun9QhI/AAAAAAAAAqw/FAKdRQ7Al3w/s400/living+alive.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355643721742107154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/141386286316411382-7560444361314544812?l=starrynite90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/feeds/7560444361314544812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141386286316411382&amp;postID=7560444361314544812&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/7560444361314544812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/7560444361314544812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/2009/07/malaysia-so-far.html' title='Malaysia so Far'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02444529497806345886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Se8Y1gcPVzI/AAAAAAAAAgI/2nOSJbaXUzs/S220/Amsterdam+110.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SlMRlun9QhI/AAAAAAAAAqw/FAKdRQ7Al3w/s72-c/living+alive.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141386286316411382.post-1462362724072268349</id><published>2009-07-07T09:42:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T09:49:53.094+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Step 1 Complete</title><content type='html'>Okay.. So I've finally added a banner!! Wheee~ hehe thanks to JianXiong for making it for me. and thanks to Olympus Master for helping me add the text! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now... just to get that background down... Someone wanna help me? hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SlML9nYTK3I/AAAAAAAAAqo/PZAMwg5QSAI/s1600-h/candy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SlML9nYTK3I/AAAAAAAAAqo/PZAMwg5QSAI/s400/candy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355637535044479858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/141386286316411382-1462362724072268349?l=starrynite90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/feeds/1462362724072268349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141386286316411382&amp;postID=1462362724072268349&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/1462362724072268349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/1462362724072268349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/2009/07/step-1-complete.html' title='Step 1 Complete'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02444529497806345886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Se8Y1gcPVzI/AAAAAAAAAgI/2nOSJbaXUzs/S220/Amsterdam+110.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SlML9nYTK3I/AAAAAAAAAqo/PZAMwg5QSAI/s72-c/candy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141386286316411382.post-7377263876115780918</id><published>2009-06-27T11:40:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T11:41:18.534+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Layout Under Construction</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Webpage layout is currently under renovation.&lt;br /&gt;Look out for a new and customized look...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming Soon....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SkX3R2B8xCI/AAAAAAAAAnw/TwzCasZAkJI/s1600-h/cant-read.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SkX3R2B8xCI/AAAAAAAAAnw/TwzCasZAkJI/s400/cant-read.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351955618133230626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/141386286316411382-7377263876115780918?l=starrynite90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/feeds/7377263876115780918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141386286316411382&amp;postID=7377263876115780918&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/7377263876115780918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/7377263876115780918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/2009/06/layout-under-construction.html' title='Layout Under Construction'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02444529497806345886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Se8Y1gcPVzI/AAAAAAAAAgI/2nOSJbaXUzs/S220/Amsterdam+110.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SkX3R2B8xCI/AAAAAAAAAnw/TwzCasZAkJI/s72-c/cant-read.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141386286316411382.post-2925139536950568918</id><published>2009-06-21T19:10:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T19:10:09.125+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Nineteen schmynteen</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font face="Papyrus" size="6"&gt;Happy birthday to Me~&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font face="Papyrus" size="1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Sj53dyhnPKI/AAAAAAAAAng/5buWCdsj7IE/s1600-h/P6210035%5B14%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="P6210035" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="434" alt="P6210035" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Sj53e91EHqI/AAAAAAAAAnk/qQhEQ5wAH0U/P6210035_thumb%5B12%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="364" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Celebrated my birthday by waking up at 7.30am and heading to the Safety Driving Centre for a 5hr lecture on the safety of driving and the theory behind it. Right. The lecture which was suppose to start at 9, did not start till 10. =.=” and i sat in a classroom for an hour doing positively nothing. Luckily once things did get started, the lecturer was quite interesting and cracked jokes, so i didn’t really fall asleep (also considering the fact that I was sitting in the front row).&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;For dinner went to sungai buloh with the family for butter crab at this place called the Jungle Hut. Then came home and had me a nice cookies and creme ice cream cake :D.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I’m NINETEEN. but don’t really feel any more older/mature/changed. Heh… birthday i guess are quite overrated.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Meeting clare, maddie and naina tmr for a late bday lunch :D so that will b fun.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I can’t see nicole tho. :( She just came back frm the country of swine flu (australia) and hence i hav to avoid her for at least a week before i can meet up with her. the heart grows fonder with distance, no? :P&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Sj53fT3yLXI/AAAAAAAAAno/pc22xAPKwow/s1600-h/missu%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="missu" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="100" alt="missu" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Sj53gKH4GII/AAAAAAAAAns/P128MqH4QBc/missu_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="100" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/141386286316411382-2925139536950568918?l=starrynite90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/feeds/2925139536950568918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141386286316411382&amp;postID=2925139536950568918&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/2925139536950568918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/2925139536950568918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/2009/06/nineteen-schmynteen.html' title='Nineteen schmynteen'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02444529497806345886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Se8Y1gcPVzI/AAAAAAAAAgI/2nOSJbaXUzs/S220/Amsterdam+110.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Sj53e91EHqI/AAAAAAAAAnk/qQhEQ5wAH0U/s72-c/P6210035_thumb%5B12%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141386286316411382.post-5773729343585296757</id><published>2009-06-14T19:00:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-08-15T17:40:41.981+01:00</updated><title type='text'>In Malaysia Again</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;So I’m back in Malaysia. Such a freaking hassle to get here.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Thanks to Dana SO MUCH for helping move all my storage stuff to Melissa’s place.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;AND thanks to Melissa SO MUCH for letting me store my stuff at her hall for free.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SjU6n0j-t2I/AAAAAAAAAmk/sv1dk6HQ2ik/s1600-h/P6090261%5B8%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="P6090261" border="0" alt="P6090261" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SjU6onr2MJI/AAAAAAAAAmo/WQjhPZjXsls/P6090261_thumb%5B6%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="356" height="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;AND thanks to Tian Han SO MUCH for sending me off at the airport and helping me carry my bags there.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;STUPID tube had to strike at the worst time possible. I had to make so many trips back and forth.. bus to tube to train to walking. gah fuck RMT. Friday had to move the rest of my stuff to Mel’s place since I was flying the next morning. Never have I passed through one tube station so many times. Tapped in and out of Russell Sq station at least six times &amp;gt;.&amp;lt;”&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Anyways, screw that. Its done and over with. I’m finally back here in Malaysia. Jobless, but nonetheless back here. :D Can’t wait to start meeting all the people and eating all the food and learning to drive as well.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;****&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dana arrived in London to be my manual labour. hehe.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Me, Melissa, Loong Jie, Alex and Dana took a trip to Alton Towers. While I was waiting for them at the train station, a police officer approached me and started questioning me ‘cause I had been standing there for about 10-20 minutes already.” he asked me where I was from and what I was doing there and stuff.. and then he asked for some ID, in which he proceeded to write down my name, height and race… I asked him why he needed my details and he replied with a &lt;em&gt;comforting, “&lt;/em&gt;dun worry, if you were a terrorist I’d be taking down more of your details. This is just for records to show I talked to you and identified you.” WHAT. do i look like a terrorist MAN! =.=” Haih.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Anywys, Alton. Lemme intro to you the main attraction there. The OBLIVION. :D&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: auto" title="P6080254" border="0" alt="P6080254" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SjU6tZRCkNI/AAAAAAAAAnE/ZRZ-lGJrq30/P6080254_thumb%5B6%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="297" height="396" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;They hang you at the top there for 2 seconds before vertically dropping you into a black hole. Hehe. I love it :D IF I had more time, I’d definitely have gone on it again and again. Only me and Alex rode it though, the others were too chicken pok pok. :P&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;As Dana was here, Me, Melissa and him took a walk to Regents Park where we had a small picnic with Bucks Fizz and Walkers chips. :D&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SjU6uWxwXoI/AAAAAAAAAoc/PzaoQ4Jho90/s1600-h/P6090277%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="P6090277" border="0" alt="P6090277" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SjU6u714PFI/AAAAAAAAAog/K4IA0O9uuHY/P6090277_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="229" height="178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SjU6v4cg65I/AAAAAAAAAos/HvKfyoc97W0/s1600-h/P6090276%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="P6090276" border="0" alt="P6090276" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SjU6wbirYDI/AAAAAAAAAo0/0nyPOUuF1HA/P6090276_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="223" height="173" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Yep yep. My update so far. Watch out Malaysia. Here I come :D&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SjU6w6gk2CI/AAAAAAAAAnY/6tZiQdOyC2U/s1600-h/eat%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: auto" title="eat" border="0" alt="eat" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SjU6xezE80I/AAAAAAAAAnc/-yM3MBpFIE0/eat_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="100" height="100" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/141386286316411382-5773729343585296757?l=starrynite90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/feeds/5773729343585296757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141386286316411382&amp;postID=5773729343585296757&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/5773729343585296757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/5773729343585296757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/2009/06/in-malaysia-again.html' title='In Malaysia Again'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02444529497806345886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Se8Y1gcPVzI/AAAAAAAAAgI/2nOSJbaXUzs/S220/Amsterdam+110.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SjU6onr2MJI/AAAAAAAAAmo/WQjhPZjXsls/s72-c/P6090261_thumb%5B6%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141386286316411382.post-700900090871415147</id><published>2009-05-25T02:41:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T12:09:53.704+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Movie Comic Media Expo</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Went to the MCM Expo yesterday. Was really fun. Got to see cosplayers and experience an anime convention. This was the first time I ever went to one. It was a movie/anime/games kinda convention. So other than anime cosplayers you’d see like Street Fighter dress ups, or Blade, or like Star Wars and stuff. The yellow car is the car from Transformers.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Shn3IxbQTwI/AAAAAAAAAo8/mdMjsoLi_rc/s1600-h/P5240078%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="P5240078" border="0" alt="P5240078" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Shn3KDsU-ZI/AAAAAAAAApA/9WDRdV7A3i4/P5240078_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="380" height="289"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Me, Nas and Kavien started off from Northwick Park at 8am and travelled all the way down to Canary Wharf then took a shuttle to ExCel London. We got there and started queueing, thinking it was the queue to buy the tickets (because this queue was longer) LITTLE DID WE KNOW, the queue we were waiting it was actually for the fast track ppl who had already bought their tickets. =.=” We only found out when we were infront of the Expo entrance and everyone already had their tickets, so we had to go ALL THE WAY back and buy the ticks. Haha. We waited outside to chill and wait for the queue to die down and outside you could see all the cosplayers and stuff coming in. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Shn3LHzPg7I/AAAAAAAAApI/4G5CbWtOcAg/s1600-h/P5240074%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; margin-left: 0px; border-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="P5240074" border="0" alt="P5240074" align="left" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Shn3LtonteI/AAAAAAAAApQ/YXYpHDEDKRc/P5240074_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="258" height="316"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Nas and Kavien were both photographers so they were busy taking photos of the cosplayers and stuff with their cool high tech cams. Hehe. With me and my normal point and shoot, so i don’t have that many pictures of cosplayers. But there were alot of really good costumes. We saw a REALLY GOOD Death Note Shinigami. The picture is with Nas but he was so awesome; tall, gangly and with a really great costume too. :D&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;There were alot of Sailor Moon and Naruto cosplayers. Maybe cause its so easy to get the jacket but there were alot of Itachi (Sasuke’s brother) cosplayers and there was one really good Kakashi one, with the pervert book and everything. Haha. Okay, I’m beginning to sound a bit too much like a crazy anime person so I shall stop talking about them. But I was really surprised at how much effort people really put into the costumes and how much thought and months of planning must have been involved in that kinda thing.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The shops inside were adorable, there were stuff toys and manga and anime for sale. There were REAL katanas and cosplay costumes for sale too. I ended up really splurging as I bought this cute hat and this Fruit Basket lighter and this gift for a friend. AH. i spent so much money I feel so guilty, but I’m so glad I bought the stuff. I really wanna brag about the gift I bought for the friend but for the sake of keeping it a secret, I’ll maybe say what I bought for him later :P.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Shn3MJ3gsUI/AAAAAAAAApY/JDAiF-ARCpQ/s1600-h/P5240135%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="P5240135" border="0" alt="P5240135" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Shn3MttStlI/AAAAAAAAApg/Su2C48B68AI/P5240135_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="248" height="354"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cute kitty hat. AWWWW~ hehe&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Shn3NIlu8UI/AAAAAAAAAps/0xSjFLA6WBw/s1600-h/P5240139%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="P5240139" border="0" alt="P5240139" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Shn3Nlg3HOI/AAAAAAAAAp0/apsx4wYKyMc/P5240139_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="371" height="281"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp; Onigiri Fruit Basket lighter. AWWW~ :D There is not kerosene in it, so I’ll need to fill it, but other than that… SO CUTEEE~&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Hehe we went back about 5:30 and ended an exhausted day. I got home and after telling Tian all about my day, collapsed in bed and fell asleep :D&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Shn3OBp2XRI/AAAAAAAAAlg/93QErSljzV8/s1600-h/P5240151%5B22%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: auto" title="P5240151" border="0" alt="P5240151" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Shn3PS-9EXI/AAAAAAAAAlk/u-sysGZSj_w/P5240151_thumb%5B20%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="237" height="179"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Aww? &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/141386286316411382-700900090871415147?l=starrynite90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/feeds/700900090871415147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141386286316411382&amp;postID=700900090871415147&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/700900090871415147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/700900090871415147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/2009/05/movie-comic-media-expo.html' title='Movie Comic Media Expo'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02444529497806345886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Se8Y1gcPVzI/AAAAAAAAAgI/2nOSJbaXUzs/S220/Amsterdam+110.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Shn3KDsU-ZI/AAAAAAAAApA/9WDRdV7A3i4/s72-c/P5240078_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141386286316411382.post-1164766631051731916</id><published>2009-05-23T15:16:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T12:11:01.236+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Chen Tze’s Bday “surprise”</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Went to have dinner with CT on friday. Was suppose to be a surprise dinner but when all of us were about to go up to his apartment, he came out of his lift =.=””&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; margin-left: 0px; border-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="ct bday" border="0" alt="ct bday" align="left" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Shn_g279RFI/AAAAAAAAAlo/tL4_p7zLkKI/ct%20bday_thumb%5B5%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="216" height="287"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Does he look surprised to anyone? Haha poor Ashwin and Joyce who put so much effort into it and then in the end, the birthday boy had to ruin everything and actually step out of the lift when we were about to leave. What are the chances, srsly?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;We went to eat Tapas at a nearby restaurant. There were 17 ppl there. Huge long table for all of us to share. Ordering for everything seemed too complicated so we just ended up splitting the table so 4 to 5 ppl shared a certain number of dishes. Me, Melissa, Dion, Bonnie and later Victor had steamed mussells, sea bass, bread, salmon, and… I cant remember. We ordered meat balls as well, but me and Melissa had to leave early, so didn’t get to try those. OF the food we tried tho, they were really good and quite affordable as well.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Me and Melissa left early to catch a movie at the Waterloo IMAX. We went to watch NIght at the Museum 2, and we thought (cuz it was being shown at IMAX) that the movie would be 3D; it wasn’t. BUT we got to watch it on a huge ass screen which was damn nice, so it wasn’t a complete waste. Night of the Museum 2 was quite funny as well, more of a plot that the first one. Overall I quite enjoyed it. Went to watch it with Tian, Chris, Melissa and I.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;After the movie, Melissa went to join CT again for more fun and apparently they had started drinking. I went with Chris and Tian to Chinatown, had KFC and then Chris went off to fish and I went to join CT for some drinking as well.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;There wasn’t alot of drinking. Haha. We played Taboo, movie charades then Ring of Fire. But no one really got insanely out of control drunk, the bday boy himself only got really tipsy and crazy. Around 5, 6am we stopped as Joyce and Sue Ping had to lug CT back to his apartment. These are the people that made it all the way to 6am with us.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Shn_hGs74OI/AAAAAAAAAp8/J05Juggrwyc/s1600-h/ct%20group%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="ct group" border="0" alt="ct group" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Shn_hlmVAWI/AAAAAAAAAqA/9DSqZj0KDME/ct%20group_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="376" height="287"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Picture excluding Jun Liang cuz he was taking the picture&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Arrived back in Harrow at 8am and managed to get a few hours of sleep before remember that I had to go see the Storage place for where I’m keeping my stuff for the summer.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Shn_iAvjmHI/AAAAAAAAAl0/PBse1QeYeBY/s1600-h/wake%5B3%5D.png"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="wake" border="0" alt="wake" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Shn_iauTPxI/AAAAAAAAAl4/rYsFHBmSHIM/wake_thumb%5B1%5D.png?imgmax=800" width="100" height="100"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/141386286316411382-1164766631051731916?l=starrynite90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/feeds/1164766631051731916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141386286316411382&amp;postID=1164766631051731916&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/1164766631051731916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/1164766631051731916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/2009/05/chen-tzes-bday-surprise.html' title='Chen Tze’s Bday “surprise”'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02444529497806345886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Se8Y1gcPVzI/AAAAAAAAAgI/2nOSJbaXUzs/S220/Amsterdam+110.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Shn_g279RFI/AAAAAAAAAlo/tL4_p7zLkKI/s72-c/ct%20bday_thumb%5B5%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141386286316411382.post-7539054580121928804</id><published>2009-05-22T01:50:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T12:13:32.278+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Things I Do to Kill Time</title><content type='html'>Huh, apparently I have a resemblance to Nicholas Tse &amp;gt;.&amp;lt;" hahhaa.  &lt;div style="text-align: center"&gt;&lt;a title="MyHeritage - free family trees, genealogy and face recognition" href="http://www.myheritage.com/collage" target="_blank" alt="MyHeritage - free family trees, genealogy and face recognition"&gt;&lt;img style="display: inline; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px" border="0" src="http://storage.myheritagefiles.com/R/storage/site1/files/82/00/82/820082_323276ab6f51a4e3opmr16.JPG" width="333" height="379"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com/"&gt;MyHeritage&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com/"&gt;Family trees&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com/genealogy"&gt;Genealogy&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://celebrity.myheritage.com/celebrities"&gt;Celebrities&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://celebrity.myheritage.com/celebrity-collage"&gt;Collage&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://celebrity.myheritage.com/celebrity-morph"&gt;Morph&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center"&gt;***&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;table style="text-align: left; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" height="1"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td height="1"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.myheritagefiles.com/videos/Q/28/309q13_476185d89f51a47ohqr413" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="340" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com/"&gt;MyHeritage&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;a href="http://celebrity.myheritage.com/celebrity-morph"&gt;Celebrity Morph&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com/page/roots"&gt;Roots&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com/page/family-web-sites"&gt;Family web sites&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center"&gt;***&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: left"&gt;And NOW which parent do I resemble most?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/ShX9p7_RqGI/AAAAAAAAAkw/0KusJh3PfIs/s1600-h/lookalike+me.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 309px; height: 334px; cursor: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338451830237145186" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/ShX9p7_RqGI/AAAAAAAAAkw/0KusJh3PfIs/s400/lookalike+me.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;EQUAL. hehe gues I really am their kid. :P&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: left"&gt;Now... What about my brother?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/ShX-RUryBoI/AAAAAAAAAk4/0DVRXl3xrGY/s1600-h/lookalike+bro.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 312px; height: 337px; cursor: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338452506881164930" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/ShX-RUryBoI/AAAAAAAAAk4/0DVRXl3xrGY/s400/lookalike+bro.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;LOLZ&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/141386286316411382-7539054580121928804?l=starrynite90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/feeds/7539054580121928804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141386286316411382&amp;postID=7539054580121928804&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/7539054580121928804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/7539054580121928804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/2009/05/celebrity-collage-by-myheritage.html' title='Things I Do to Kill Time'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02444529497806345886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Se8Y1gcPVzI/AAAAAAAAAgI/2nOSJbaXUzs/S220/Amsterdam+110.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/ShX9p7_RqGI/AAAAAAAAAkw/0KusJh3PfIs/s72-c/lookalike+me.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141386286316411382.post-6068853084360409486</id><published>2009-05-13T17:35:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T17:37:19.376+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Countdowns</title><content type='html'>&lt;centre&gt;&lt;span id="BLIXY COUNTDOWN CODE BEGIN" style="" hidden=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;embed src="http://www.blixy.com/countdown/BlixyCountdown9.swf" flashvars="MovieOvers=0&amp;amp;TitleOvers=0&amp;amp;BGOvers=1&amp;amp;TextExpiration=GAH%21%20I%27m%20old%20%3A%28&amp;amp;TextTitle=I%27m%20one%20year%20OLDER%21&amp;amp;GlowColor=6697983&amp;amp;NumsColor=3407871&amp;amp;TextColor=16777215&amp;amp;BGColor=0&amp;amp;Second=0&amp;amp;Minute=0&amp;amp;Hour=0&amp;amp;Day=21&amp;amp;Month=6&amp;amp;Year=2009&amp;amp;" quality="high" bgcolor="ffffff" name="index_admin" allowscriptaccess="sameDomain" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" width="300" align="middle" height="200"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blixy.com/"&gt;Create your countdown widget and more at Blixy.com!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="BLIXY COUNTDOWN CODE END" style="" hidden=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/centre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/141386286316411382-6068853084360409486?l=starrynite90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/feeds/6068853084360409486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141386286316411382&amp;postID=6068853084360409486&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/6068853084360409486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/6068853084360409486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/2009/05/countdowns.html' title='Countdowns'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02444529497806345886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Se8Y1gcPVzI/AAAAAAAAAgI/2nOSJbaXUzs/S220/Amsterdam+110.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141386286316411382.post-2653302322159697044</id><published>2009-05-13T04:30:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T04:30:48.557+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Is Homeless- NOT!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I finally have a place to stay next year.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;You are an ANGEL, Nas. Srsly :D Nas’s cousin has kindly allowed us to rent a 2bdroom flat next year for just the same amount as I’m paying here, just without the bills. AND the place is practically perfect. Okay, so I haven’t seen it yet.. but Nas said there is a supermarket, laundromat, post office, bank and even tube station rEALLY nearby. AND the rooms are bigger than the ones I’m staying in now.. AND we get our own lounge. WHEE~ I’m so glad I’m going to be out of these halls next year… AND i’ll be with someone that I am totally comfortable with. ^^ I’m tres excited. :D&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I was so worried that i’d hav no where to stay next year and those stupid ppl i emailed about seeing hses nvr replied me either, so its so awesome that i dont hav to go thru the hassle of looking for a place by myself and probably almost getting killed/raped in the process. also, halls only reply if u hav a place like in August which is quite useless if u ask me. cuz it practically gives you NO time to look for somewhere else to stay.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;AHH.. you have no idea how much i love Nas rite now :D AND her parents might put her cat with us which will be UBER double awesome. hehe.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Gonna view the place probably sometime next week. Cross fingers, hope everything works out well.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Sgo-45-PyyI/AAAAAAAAAkg/cqzC27kC3C0/s1600-h/bubble%5B3%5D.gif"&gt;&lt;img title="bubble" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="100" alt="bubble" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Sgo-5OQupxI/AAAAAAAAAkk/6f_soqQWdOg/bubble_thumb%5B1%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="100" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/141386286316411382-2653302322159697044?l=starrynite90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/feeds/2653302322159697044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141386286316411382&amp;postID=2653302322159697044&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/2653302322159697044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/2653302322159697044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/2009/05/is-homeless-not.html' title='Is Homeless- NOT!'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02444529497806345886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Se8Y1gcPVzI/AAAAAAAAAgI/2nOSJbaXUzs/S220/Amsterdam+110.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Sgo-5OQupxI/AAAAAAAAAkk/6f_soqQWdOg/s72-c/bubble_thumb%5B1%5D.gif?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141386286316411382.post-3780083064878876731</id><published>2009-05-06T01:04:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T01:45:11.569+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Extended Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Melissa came for a sleep over on Saturday. It was really fun. We met for a picnic at Hyde Park first with the GISians, then later went Covent Garden to look for gifts for Alex and Cheen since they were holding a dinner the next day.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SgDTrUttfhI/AAAAAAAAAhs/XCMMWQaStCk/s1600-h/P5010008%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="P5010008" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="380" alt="P5010008" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SgDTr-6aCDI/AAAAAAAAAhw/Rlq6YDULT1E/P5010008_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="505" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;We got them this squishy ball thing where when you squeeze them, they change colour and become swollen and disgusting looking. It was so cool!!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SgDTuvtevfI/AAAAAAAAAh0/j6YJZBuSGVQ/s1600-h/P5020028%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="P5020028" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="382" alt="P5020028" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SgDTv0G3tAI/AAAAAAAAAh4/Vf7Op1aslYU/P5020028_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="506" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;That night I intro-d her to Sims 2 and we created a JR Sim and made him go on holiday and live with us and stuff. hahaha. It was hilarious how close we got the sim to look like him :D Didn’t get a pic, but those of you who know who JR is, just imagine him like a sim except slimmer and with brown hair. hehe.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SgDTwBbxMhI/AAAAAAAAAio/d42h-o9synw/s1600-h/P5030031%5B9%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="P5030031" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; margin-left: 0px; border-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="402" alt="P5030031" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SgDTxUi95MI/AAAAAAAAAis/S4Yl2VXQdpc/P5030031_thumb%5B7%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="302" align="left" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The next day we went shopping and I bought this nice dress for only £5. Damn nice :D and it worked really well with my £1 necklace, Melissa’s earrings and her belt. hehe. You can’t really see the dress though, but what it actually is is that there are four holes on each side of the sleeves and the dress goes to about above knee and its nice, light and cottony.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;While waiting for melissa to get ready, I cam-whored in her room. Hehehe. She’s got this nice long mirror which I want!!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Once I move wherever next year, I don’t care, I am for sure getting one. Hehe.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I also bought these super cool earrings, but haven’t got the chance to wear them yet, I didn’t want to over dress for the dinner, so lucky I only dressed like this. But then the weather got facking windy the next two days and I didn’t have any clothes to change into… because, i stayed at Angel for the next two days. I shall explain why soon. hehe.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;We went to Mayflower for Cheen’s/Alex’s dinner. The cake was huge and cream filled. over whelmingly creamy. Haha.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SgDTyoIISNI/AAAAAAAAAiE/8GeXrFmk9zI/s1600-h/P5030041%5B6%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="P5030041" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; margin-left: 0px; border-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="354" alt="P5030041" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SgDT1BLn7EI/AAAAAAAAAiI/qQ4cMU9OnRs/P5030041_thumb%5B4%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="266" align="right" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This be Cheen and her cake. The dinner was actually suppose to be just Cheen’s bday but Tian told me it was for both people, so me and Melissa went and bought two presents. Anywho, The cake was sooooooooooooooo creamy!!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Other than the fact that the cake was VERY gelak. I think it was a really good cake. And 10 of us managed to finish that HUGE thing, without any cake remaining. Amazing, no?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;But the sponge cake on the inside was quite good. Me and Melissa shared one piece. Wanna watch it disappear? hehe.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Meet Melissa and watch how the big cake will soon disappear :D&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SgDctqlVEXI/AAAAAAAAAjA/UC26T2kfwVQ/s1600-h/P5030045%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="P5030045" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="180" alt="P5030045" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SgDcuuM8NlI/AAAAAAAAAjE/bVt3onoE8Dc/P5030045_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="240" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SgDcvBnBtkI/AAAAAAAAAjI/x78elV9sjec/s1600-h/P5030046%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="P5030046" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="180" alt="P5030046" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SgDcwT1wx1I/AAAAAAAAAjM/x836kejf20U/P5030046_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="240" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SgDczyxZyKI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/yUuERgmOOn4/s1600-h/P5030047%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="P5030047" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="180" alt="P5030047" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SgDc1A5feMI/AAAAAAAAAjU/YN-SB7gw6Sw/P5030047_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="240" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SgDc2WDObzI/AAAAAAAAAjY/V8I6lvjQmSg/s1600-h/P5030048%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img title="P5030048" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="180" alt="P5030048" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SgDc3brVuHI/AAAAAAAAAjc/TgPD4HGv7oM/P5030048_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="240" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SgDcqf7dyYI/AAAAAAAAAi4/Z0nPBW1gYDw/s1600-h/P5030049%5B6%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="P5030049" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="180" alt="P5030049" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SgDctFyNqiI/AAAAAAAAAi8/DZaW7lIJ_G4/P5030049_thumb%5B4%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="240" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; After dinner, we went to the arcade to play pool, Bishi Bashi, racing and table hockey. Cheen also tried this “torture chair.” We thought it would be actually electricity shocks, but she said it was just vibrations. I was too scared to go and try myself. hehe.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SgDT3AZbaAI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/MbtRce8pi8w/s1600-h/P5030053%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="P5030053" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="376" alt="P5030053" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SgDT3UCtscI/AAAAAAAAAiU/N_k4jj6R5Sw/P5030053_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="499" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;That night, we went back to the Angel flat and cleared the floor in Cheen and Sam’s room and created our own mini disco while drinking the night away. We created our own mini Club Atmosphere with the whole shuffling music and the like. We all got tipsy drunk and went to sleep at around 2am.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;So that was night one over. When we woke up the next day it was Monday. Monday is Bank holiday so we stayed in and played mahjong then later went outside to play basketball. LJ and Melissa versus Me and Chris. We lost… only because I suck at bball and Melissa is a netball player and LJ is a bball player. Hehe. Chris is good, but i suck… So perhaps the teams weren’t so fair.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SgDT5S3q1VI/AAAAAAAAAiY/G_wC6YFufC4/s1600-h/P5030065%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="P5030065" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="645" alt="P5030065" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SgDT7b9OQfI/AAAAAAAAAic/v-O8dlnMl-U/P5030065_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="484" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wanna play ball?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;Haha. I love Melissa and her expressions :D&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;That night after basketball and dinner (which was PizzaHut). We decided to watch a horror movie… and then another… and then another. We watched 3 horror movies in a row. The first one had the most KICK. And cause Chris was sitting inbetween me and Melissa, whenever we got scared and jumped, he’d jump too. Especially when we both scream, he has surround sound. hahaha.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;We slept at 4am that night. I woke up at 12:55pm realizing I had a meeting I needed to attend in 5 minutes all the way in Harrow and there was no facking way I could make it back all the way to Zone 4 in time. Melissa and LJ had already gone off to class, so when I awoke and started freaking out, it was only me and Chris left in the room. With no other choice I lazed around the room playing poker on Chris’s phone and bluetoothing his music to my phone. Hehe.. slackers association. Wanna join? :P&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;Left Angel at 6:30pm. Had dinner with Tian Han and his parents. And now I am back in Harrow… ALL ALONE… which i do not want to be… I’ve been around people for too long, don’t take that away from me…&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SgDT7lMP_rI/AAAAAAAAAig/_ay7Dhrdemg/s1600-h/dream%5B3%5D.png"&gt;&lt;img title="dream" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="100" alt="dream" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SgDT9NEQ8hI/AAAAAAAAAik/FV7ISwAK_zM/dream_thumb%5B1%5D.png?imgmax=800" width="100" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/141386286316411382-3780083064878876731?l=starrynite90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/feeds/3780083064878876731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141386286316411382&amp;postID=3780083064878876731&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/3780083064878876731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/3780083064878876731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/2009/05/extended-weekend.html' title='Extended Weekend'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02444529497806345886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Se8Y1gcPVzI/AAAAAAAAAgI/2nOSJbaXUzs/S220/Amsterdam+110.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SgDTr-6aCDI/AAAAAAAAAhw/Rlq6YDULT1E/s72-c/P5010008_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141386286316411382.post-3656228473837377143</id><published>2009-05-01T17:22:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T17:27:49.045+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Fresher No More</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;So my first year of uni is finally over. I am no longer a "fresher" haha.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NOW&lt;/strong&gt; i just need to finish my 2 logs for next week...&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OH&lt;/strong&gt; and i need to find a place for me next year to stay if I can't stay in halls again...&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AND&lt;/strong&gt; i have this conference I'm working at over May 1 - 21st...&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Okay, so I'm not as free as I had hoped. But ah well.. at least for the conference I’m working at, I’m getting paid… And most people are having exams anyways, so they wouldn’t be free to teman me for anything anyways.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I’ve recently got addicted to Sims 2. I’ve downloaded ALOT of the expansion packs…&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SfshzEjVLyI/AAAAAAAAAg4/EH1dfbhrQvA/s1600-h/ScreenShot001%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="ScreenShot001" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="311" alt="ScreenShot001" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Sfshzr5ENOI/AAAAAAAAAg8/LYX3M1m6y4Y/ScreenShot001_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="497" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;And with the expansion packs, I have been playing for hours on end and sleeping at 3-4am almost every night. I got my boyfriend addicted to it as well and I’m now in the process of installing all the expansion packs onto his laptop. :D He’s been really addicted to it as well and that’s even before the expansions. But the problem with the one I have is that I can’t build anything, and that drove him insane. Luckily after installing these expansion packs, he’ll be able to put his creative architectural skills to use and build his house.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Sims 3 is coming out on June 9th. I WANT :D Can’t wait for it to come out. Also Last Day of Work has launched a new game called Virtual Families. Its a bit like Sims but not as good graphics and it runs in real time. I tried the trial for about an hour and it was really fun. It costs about USD14 and since the dollar and sterling are almost dollar to dollar its BLOODY expensive :(&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;**&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;So apparently my bf installed Microsoft Office 2007 trial period when he borrowed my laptop and went to work. And then the trial period ended today… And I didn’t know. I tried print screening but it didn’t work. I thought maybe the button on my laptop had malfunctioned… So i went and downloaded another software JUST so I could print screen.. &lt;strong&gt;AND NOW&lt;/strong&gt; I discover that it wasn’t my poor innocent laptop’s fault but it was Microsoft Office Picture Manager itself! So i had to uninstall the whole Office 2007 and reinstall the WHOLE Office 2003. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;HAIHHHHHHH…. Now that that’s done. I’m going to restart my computer. :)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Sfsh0AJO3aI/AAAAAAAAAgw/o89ewL9_Osc/s1600-h/brokeit%5B8%5D.png"&gt;&lt;img title="brokeit" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="102" alt="brokeit" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Sfsh0tv6AyI/AAAAAAAAAg0/h3whtq6Qk0Y/brokeit_thumb%5B6%5D.png?imgmax=800" width="102" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/141386286316411382-3656228473837377143?l=starrynite90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/feeds/3656228473837377143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141386286316411382&amp;postID=3656228473837377143&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/3656228473837377143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/3656228473837377143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/2009/05/fresher-no-more.html' title='Fresher No More'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02444529497806345886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Se8Y1gcPVzI/AAAAAAAAAgI/2nOSJbaXUzs/S220/Amsterdam+110.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Sfshzr5ENOI/AAAAAAAAAg8/LYX3M1m6y4Y/s72-c/ScreenShot001_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141386286316411382.post-2041475121258713971</id><published>2009-04-20T01:11:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T01:11:26.021+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Amsterdam :: 11 – 16 April</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;Day 1 – 11.04.2009&lt;/u&gt; A missed flight&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;We arrived at the airport 1hr before our flight. Got through fast check in then had a bite to eat and went to security check thinking we had all the time in the world. Just as we passed through security, our gate closed and we didn’t know which gate we were suppose to be at. We ran all the way to the closest gate we could get to and asked someone where our gate was and if we could still get on it. They said we couldn’t as the doors had closed and the flight was about to take off. They said we had to rebook for the next day since there were no more available flights.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;what the fuck. i have never missed a flight in my life. i cant believe my first group trip and i missed my flight. we managed to transfer to another airport which had an 8am flight but it cost us an extra £38. So added on to my £88 flight ticket and the train rides back and forth from the airport, this is one bloody expensive budget flight I’m taking.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Seu8kV0NXrI/AAAAAAAAAbM/XgxQuMDrgdc/s1600-h/11042009029%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="11042009029" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: block; border-left-width: 0px; float: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; border-right-width: 0px" height="249" alt="11042009029" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Seu8ltkVOcI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/aAv21TKfdlE/11042009029_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="331" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;So after that with nothing to do, we headed back to Angel. Dropped off our stuff then me, Tian, LJ and Chris went to Chinatown for a drink and some pool while Chris fished for players on his racing game. After that had dinner at Young Cheng and while LJ and Chris decided to go back for more racing, I left with Tian back to Angel for some sleep. We would need to wake up at 4am the next day to make it to the airport in time so we wouldnt miss this flight as well.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;Day 2 – 12.04.2009&lt;/u&gt; Zaanse Schans&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;After arriving we took a train to the church to meet Sam parents whom were going to be hosting us for the next couple of days. After meeting them we went and sat the Easter church hearing.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Seu8olLNLYI/AAAAAAAAAbU/lLED-eFWVDk/s1600-h/P4110272%5B15%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="P4110272" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: block; border-left-width: 0px; float: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; border-right-width: 0px" height="259" alt="P4110272" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Seu8pMXULaI/AAAAAAAAAbY/AEUZQWEtJk4/P4110272_thumb%5B11%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="344" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;After the church hearing we walked around Amsterdam and Sam’s parents treated us all to a lunch. We were originally going to go to a Chinese restaurant for dim sum but the place was full. Instead we headed to this expensive shopping place to eat.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Seu8p45f0DI/AAAAAAAAAbc/OA0H23Snxk0/s1600-h/P4110281%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="P4110281" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: block; border-left-width: 0px; float: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; border-right-width: 0px" height="254" alt="P4110281" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Seu8so319RI/AAAAAAAAAbg/11FRRmZEF2E/P4110281_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="337" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Seu8uFn7FPI/AAAAAAAAAbk/wvLdtApDLNU/s1600-h/P4110283%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="P4110283" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: block; border-left-width: 0px; float: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; border-right-width: 0px" height="445" alt="P4110283" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Seu8u-kBrCI/AAAAAAAAAbo/UkFiA_SuBfw/P4110283_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="335" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;After the hefty meal we took the role of tourists and went to Zaanse Schans. I call it The Windmill Place. We took a ferry there and enjoyed the view.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Seu8vv43geI/AAAAAAAAAbs/FPYM4a3gebI/s1600-h/Amsterdam%20003%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="Amsterdam 003" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: block; border-left-width: 0px; float: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; border-right-width: 0px" height="255" alt="Amsterdam 003" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Seu8xPRawqI/AAAAAAAAAbw/R8N33IKsCRs/Amsterdam%20003_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="339" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img title="Amsterdam 018" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: block; border-left-width: 0px; float: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; border-right-width: 0px" height="451" alt="Amsterdam 018" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Seu8ymfAOwI/AAAAAAAAAb0/bnm_RccrShs/Amsterdam%20018_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="340" border="0"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Seu8zOdpN-I/AAAAAAAAAb4/FGGwUTsiUwc/s1600-h/P4110320%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="P4110320" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: block; border-left-width: 0px; float: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; border-right-width: 0px" height="257" alt="P4110320" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Seu8zk9u6nI/AAAAAAAAAb8/CUlN08gnWr8/P4110320_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="341" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;After the long and tiring walks, we headed back to Amsterdam for dinner at Humphrey’s Restaurant. For a 3 course meal it was €22. I had escargot, gambo prawn pasta and ice cream. :) Tian had carpaccio, entrecote and chocolate fondant. MMmmmmm…&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Seu81BqUvuI/AAAAAAAAAcA/iHlXyiyQ7cs/s1600-h/P4120338%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Seu82CwsYiI/AAAAAAAAAcE/arvJPDj1KOE/s1600-h/P4120336%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="P4120336" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: block; border-left-width: 0px; float: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; border-right-width: 0px" height="264" alt="P4120336" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Seu82-RgVWI/AAAAAAAAAcI/_en0UyIWOVE/P4120336_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="351" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Seu853beVcI/AAAAAAAAAcM/X0EgX68ntgo/s1600-h/P4120337%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="P4120337" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: block; border-left-width: 0px; float: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; border-right-width: 0px" height="264" alt="P4120337" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Seu87GOWRqI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/_ClKIhNn5hA/P4120337_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="350" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Seu81BqUvuI/AAAAAAAAAcU/Jz0oV5p0sZA/s1600-h/P4120338%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="P4120338" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: block; border-left-width: 0px; float: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; border-right-width: 0px" height="259" alt="P4120338" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Seu89lq6PRI/AAAAAAAAAcc/lQp4rOCJv2c/P4120338_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="344" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;To end off the day we had Sam’s friend’s boyfriend recommend us a good place and we got a joint of skunk and smoked it in red light district.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;Day 3 – 13.04.2009&lt;/u&gt; Tulip Farm&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Took a train then a bus to the Tulip Farm. The farm was gorgeous. All the different flowers were so perfect it was unreal. If you wanna see more flowers, check out my &lt;a href="http://www.new.facebook.com/album.php?aid=115615&amp;amp;id=513330448" target="_blank"&gt;facebook album&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.new.facebook.com/album.php?aid=115625&amp;amp;id=513330448" target="_blank"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; too..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Seu8-YsGRCI/AAAAAAAAAcg/Wjf4i_0HXFw/s1600-h/P4120357%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="P4120357" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: block; border-left-width: 0px; float: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; border-right-width: 0px" height="266" alt="P4120357" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Seu8-zqa6tI/AAAAAAAAAck/-axKZ5-Kid0/P4120357_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="354" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Seu8_0fa8fI/AAAAAAAAAco/ejiLeUnkJdE/s1600-h/P4120389%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="P4120389" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: block; border-left-width: 0px; float: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; border-right-width: 0px" height="269" alt="P4120389" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Seu9AowuySI/AAAAAAAAAcs/Jq-zMKXOF-k/P4120389_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="357" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Seu9BQdjIWI/AAAAAAAAAcw/yQFKsTKoH_g/s1600-h/P4120410%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="P4120410" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: block; border-left-width: 0px; float: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; border-right-width: 0px" height="272" alt="P4120410" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Seu9DPfcQEI/AAAAAAAAAc0/mhCWAcIZsyQ/P4120410_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="361" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Seu9DrJSAEI/AAAAAAAAAc4/VYhMuSIslLU/s1600-h/P4120468%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="P4120468" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="483" alt="P4120468" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Seu9ESusOcI/AAAAAAAAAc8/Wg4OvvRDYjg/P4120468_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="364" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The tulip farm was huge and all our feet were quite sore from all the walking once that was over.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;For dinner we had a huge meal made by Sam’s parents’ restaurant the Golden Valley.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Seu9KPKj_PI/AAAAAAAAAdA/Na2eDoIFojg/s1600-h/P4130517%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="P4130517" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: block; border-left-width: 0px; float: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; border-right-width: 0px" height="287" alt="P4130517" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Seu9LehL3II/AAAAAAAAAdE/jVQmMnq0VYc/P4130517_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="381" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;Day 4 – 14.04.2009&lt;/u&gt; Amsterdam&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;It was a free day and we took this day to explore the city with Sam’s friends, Mai and Anita.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;We visited the Sex Museum.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Seu9MOwWoSI/AAAAAAAAAdI/-k9yh8ROQ3M/s1600-h/P4130529%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="P4130529" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: block; border-left-width: 0px; float: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; border-right-width: 0px" height="278" alt="P4130529" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Seu9MwKrHKI/AAAAAAAAAdM/mVJ7-SEs7-0/P4130529_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="369" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Seu9OC3djWI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/zeuG_B3L_QU/s1600-h/P4130534%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="P4130534" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: block; border-left-width: 0px; float: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; border-right-width: 0px" height="480" alt="P4130534" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Seu9PjG9MBI/AAAAAAAAAdU/d-Q87uU92vk/P4130534_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="361" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Seu9Rpr0cgI/AAAAAAAAAdY/aSHC2YV4ZXM/s1600-h/P4130536%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="P4130536" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: block; border-left-width: 0px; float: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; border-right-width: 0px" height="260" alt="P4130536" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Seu9SIHmDXI/AAAAAAAAAdc/spE2OrRjVng/P4130536_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="345" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;We had fries and mayonnaise.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Seu9SsrkPVI/AAAAAAAAAdg/p8LQ_guBC0M/s1600-h/P4130539%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="P4130539" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: block; border-left-width: 0px; float: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; border-right-width: 0px" height="258" alt="P4130539" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Seu9TMecVXI/AAAAAAAAAdk/42dRWhnddXQ/P4130539_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="342" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Seu9ThqUGLI/AAAAAAAAAdo/Syq937pXxc0/s1600-h/P4130541%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;font color="#acb613"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;img title="P4130541" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: block; border-left-width: 0px; float: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; border-right-width: 0px" height="252" alt="P4130541" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Seu9UWmMzcI/AAAAAAAAAds/H5mxyNa7mcA/P4130541_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="335" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Wanted to go Heineken brewery but it was closed so instead we went to Bar Ca so the girls could have something to eat.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Seu9U9JpSdI/AAAAAAAAAdw/ulrycvSeEG4/s1600-h/P4130547%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="P4130547" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: block; border-left-width: 0px; float: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; border-right-width: 0px" height="248" alt="P4130547" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Seu9VSlVxuI/AAAAAAAAAd0/XO1srTERZ20/P4130547_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="329" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Seu9WWA5zcI/AAAAAAAAAd4/kwcpYclJXe0/s1600-h/P4130551%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;font color="#acb613"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;img title="P4130551" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: block; border-left-width: 0px; float: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; border-right-width: 0px" height="248" alt="P4130551" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Seu9W_ITLgI/AAAAAAAAAd8/PcVhdGlse5Q/P4130551_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="329" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;After that, we went to eat dinner and then went out to enjoy more of the Amsterdam night life.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Seu9YTJ42FI/AAAAAAAAAeA/pb-iRVdsxbY/s1600-h/P4140566%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="P4140566" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: block; border-left-width: 0px; float: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; border-right-width: 0px" height="245" alt="P4140566" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Seu9ZqgjCJI/AAAAAAAAAeE/kw7G5RmjIlY/P4140566_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="325" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;img title="Amsterdam 155" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: block; border-left-width: 0px; float: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; border-right-width: 0px" height="248" alt="Amsterdam 155" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Seu9aHUykQI/AAAAAAAAAeI/igmI1pjaseQ/Amsterdam%20155_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="329" border="0"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#acb613"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;Day 5 – 15.04.2009&lt;/u&gt; Beach&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;We went to a beach near Schagen (Sam’s place) to enjoy the sun and to cycle for a bit. It was really fun but the water at the beach was freaking numbingly cold.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Seu9amDkUZI/AAAAAAAAAeM/LR7sgb6cmIE/s1600-h/Amsterdam%20169%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="Amsterdam 169" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: block; border-left-width: 0px; float: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; border-right-width: 0px" height="248" alt="Amsterdam 169" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Seu9daSrrZI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/QWcTabPVnx0/Amsterdam%20169_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="330" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Seu9evwc2DI/AAAAAAAAAeU/HTW8IXQfAeg/s1600-h/Amsterdam%20175%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="Amsterdam 175" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: block; border-left-width: 0px; float: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; border-right-width: 0px" height="250" alt="Amsterdam 175" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Seu9fa6HawI/AAAAAAAAAeY/D2IyoCF0QAw/Amsterdam%20175_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="332" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Seu9g8UgGQI/AAAAAAAAAec/mnQL_Phz8uE/s1600-h/Amsterdam%20187%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="Amsterdam 187" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: block; border-left-width: 0px; float: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; border-right-width: 0px" height="440" alt="Amsterdam 187" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Seu9hVETnJI/AAAAAAAAAeg/lTKbHqHfVjA/Amsterdam%20187_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="331" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Seu9iKIBdnI/AAAAAAAAAek/aERPTvd43aY/s1600-h/Amsterdam%20251%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="Amsterdam 251" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: block; border-left-width: 0px; float: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; border-right-width: 0px" height="254" alt="Amsterdam 251" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Seu9jrWXUmI/AAAAAAAAAes/wVl-F0c8A3M/Amsterdam%20251_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="337" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Seu9kZLK7NI/AAAAAAAAAew/B4v_VCGKQkY/s1600-h/Amsterdam%20247%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;font color="#669966"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;img title="Amsterdam 247" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: block; border-left-width: 0px; float: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; border-right-width: 0px" height="258" alt="Amsterdam 247" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Seu9mSe4SoI/AAAAAAAAAe0/4lLwUVkCD7I/Amsterdam%20247_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="343" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;For dinner we had all you can eat sushi and then went back to Schagen so Sam could spend more time with his parents for the last night. We needed to finish the rest of the joints and the muffin, so we went outside to sit as we ate the muffin. Later Sam’s friend helped us get out for a breath of fresh air as we finished the last 2 sticks of pot.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Seu9nIYDmpI/AAAAAAAAAe4/BN9htrey4PI/s1600-h/Amsterdam%20301%5B6%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="Amsterdam 301" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="453" alt="Amsterdam 301" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Seu9n5XG2_I/AAAAAAAAAe8/YVlcae_HLyc/Amsterdam%20301_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="341" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The muffin had NO kick. Maybe its cuz we were sharing it, maybe we were conned. Whatever the reason, it was a disappointment. The two sticks had a nice kick to it tho. The gold/silverish top was pure pot and the green top was skunk which is a mix of tobacco and pot. The pure one obviously had more kick.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;Day 6 – 16.04.2009&lt;/u&gt; Last Day&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;We thought our flight was at 6.30 but it was actually at 9.30 so in the end we had a whole day to spend instead of an expected half. We ended up just roaming around Schagen and then going back to the restaurant where Tian read his book, Chris and I wasted time, LJ slept and Sam and Cheen went out with the parents.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;And that was it. The end of my really fun journey. Our flight got delayed for about an hour so I arrived back in Harrow at 00:30 London time and fell straight to sleep.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Seu9oVVOPDI/AAAAAAAAAfA/tm1lbopuD1g/s1600-h/Amsterdam%20305%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="Amsterdam 305" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="427" alt="Amsterdam 305" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Seu9qFm_Z9I/AAAAAAAAAfE/p2fp3rYEO4w/Amsterdam%20305_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="321" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Seu9qg60rjI/AAAAAAAAAfI/-DUXgJlnKrM/s1600-h/P4160579%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="P4160579" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="243" alt="P4160579" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Seu9rHyeNeI/AAAAAAAAAfM/-bi1RzG0pjQ/P4160579_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="323" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/141386286316411382-2041475121258713971?l=starrynite90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/feeds/2041475121258713971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141386286316411382&amp;postID=2041475121258713971&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/2041475121258713971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/2041475121258713971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/2009/04/amsterdam-11-16-april.html' title='Amsterdam :: 11 – 16 April'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02444529497806345886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Se8Y1gcPVzI/AAAAAAAAAgI/2nOSJbaXUzs/S220/Amsterdam+110.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Seu8ltkVOcI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/aAv21TKfdlE/s72-c/11042009029_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141386286316411382.post-4524044742671406592</id><published>2009-04-06T19:33:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T14:56:27.611+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Clare’s Visit</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Clare left today to go back to Essex. Hopefully she had fun in London, tho she might not have had the best night of sleep squishing in one single bed with me. She was here from Thursday to Monday.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thursday &lt;/strong&gt;– arrived in the afternoon and then hung out at my place and catched up. then went Four Season for dinner with Tian.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday &lt;/strong&gt;– went South Kensington for some Keiko sushi. After went Westfield for a shopping spree. I got some stuff at La Senza. Oo lala ;) after that we met up at Paddington for Bonda Cafe with Tian as well.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SencCSqHV4I/AAAAAAAAAa8/PFzdADv4uWA/s1600-h/P4020245%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="P4020245" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="301" alt="P4020245" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SencCtj6gOI/AAAAAAAAAbA/osYyZMLMYiM/P4020245_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="227" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday &lt;/strong&gt;– decided to become tourists and went to the London Aquarium. Saw lots of weird fish we’d never seen before like the upside down jelly fish. very cool. after that had fish and chips at a nearby store. We ate that at around 6 but we were too hungry too care. From there we walked to Victoria and then took a bus to Oxford Circus. Had Assa at Tottenham Court Road with Joyce and Tian.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday &lt;/strong&gt;– woke up in the afternoon again, went to ASDA to buy groceries that came back for Clare to cook for us :D Clare cooked steak with broccoli with chicken and mash potatoes. Learned how to mash potatoes from her and how to make steak. hehe yay! :D it was deliciousss~ Had it with Joyce and Tian as well. one of the best meals I've had in a while. Had sponge cake pudding for dessert all while enjoying Bolt. Shoulda took pictures :( pity… I will next time :D kekek the NEXT time we make her cook :D&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monday&lt;/strong&gt; – I had a dentist appt so I headed there while Clare headed to Marble Arch for some shopping. on the tube there we realized that she forgot her phone charger, so after my dentist i met up with her, and we came all the way back to my place to get her phone. Then about 3, she went off to Liverpool St Station to go back to Essex. and she has. now.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;the end :)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SdpLCO-QFqI/AAAAAAAAAas/QrgZRPfoNoQ/s1600-h/sadness%5B2%5D.png"&gt;&lt;img title="sadness" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="104" alt="sadness" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SdpLCWfacSI/AAAAAAAAAaw/my1j3XiF3lc/sadness_thumb.png?imgmax=800" width="104" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/141386286316411382-4524044742671406592?l=starrynite90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/feeds/4524044742671406592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141386286316411382&amp;postID=4524044742671406592&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/4524044742671406592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/4524044742671406592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/2009/04/clares-visit.html' title='Clare’s Visit'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02444529497806345886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Se8Y1gcPVzI/AAAAAAAAAgI/2nOSJbaXUzs/S220/Amsterdam+110.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SencCtj6gOI/AAAAAAAAAbA/osYyZMLMYiM/s72-c/P4020245_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141386286316411382.post-5245888077728602798</id><published>2009-04-02T04:28:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T04:29:54.327+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Time for a New Layout... Soon</title><content type='html'>Right.... Too many people have complained the font on this page is too small and I have realized that the column width is too narrow as well making it hard for my pictures to be big and high reso-ish...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO! I am on a search for a new layout. I'll change the current one soon. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/141386286316411382-5245888077728602798?l=starrynite90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/feeds/5245888077728602798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141386286316411382&amp;postID=5245888077728602798&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/5245888077728602798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/5245888077728602798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/2009/04/time-for-new-layout-soon.html' title='Time for a New Layout... Soon'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02444529497806345886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Se8Y1gcPVzI/AAAAAAAAAgI/2nOSJbaXUzs/S220/Amsterdam+110.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141386286316411382.post-4104583749893891843</id><published>2009-04-02T04:18:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T04:21:07.818+01:00</updated><title type='text'>G20 Protest Finished with a Movie</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I went to the G20 protest today as an observer with Tian and his colleague. The place was packed with people and the whole bank station was blocked off. From the angle I was at, a fight even broke off. Unfortunately (?) I didn’t get to see any bloodshed. But Tian Han managed to see a woman get shoved in the face by a cop. It was so much drama. It felt cool to be part of protest, even if I had to see it from afar. By the time I got there the police had started to separate the crowd from the protesters. The city almost came to a complete standstill. A guy behind me asked the police if he could get through because he was suppose to be in court, but then wouldn’t even let him through. Though, who knows, it coulda been a ploy just to get through. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SdQuK3QaUGI/AAAAAAAAAYY/aPIjDFJwsIc/s1600-h/P3310163%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="P3310163" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="234" alt="P3310163" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SdQuLR-llII/AAAAAAAAAYc/CPw0B1ijYs8/P3310163_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="310" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SdQuLgplGmI/AAAAAAAAAYo/FFioayfkoMQ/s1600-h/P3310167%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="P3310167" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="237" alt="P3310167" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SdQuMEjALNI/AAAAAAAAAYs/ac-L_NQKXvs/P3310167_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="314" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;After standing there in the front of the barricade for awhile, it wasn’t going anywhere so I turned back to see if there was any way I could get around. And there was :D I managed to find a way in front of the barricade I was just standing at just to make it to another wall of police. Luckily this was closer but by the time I got to the front of that row of police, they started pushing the crowd back and separating us from the protesters. There is even news that they broke into RBS, but from the angle I was standing at, you couldn’t see jack shit. You could just hear a lot of cheering coming from one direction.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Here’s a short clip of just an overview of what was going on… nothing special from my video taking skills =.=&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;div class="wlWriterEditableSmartContent" id="scid:5737277B-5D6D-4f48-ABFC-DD9C333F4C5D:294fb266-cb41-46ed-b8f8-4e75514aea6a" style="padding-right: 0px; display: block; padding-left: 0px; float: none; padding-bottom: 0px; margin: 0px auto; width: 432px; padding-top: 0px"&gt;&lt;div id="37d18390-25fd-48e4-8847-4ab1f7ec5b01" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; display: inline;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://video.msn.com/video.aspx?vid=f7f01faf-e626-4a77-98f8-21962dad3803&amp;amp;from=writer" target="_new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SdQvEK2uLtI/AAAAAAAAAY4/c5UFT6dVgmo/video886ffd307c69%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" style="border-style: none" galleryimg="no" onload="var downlevelDiv = document.getElementById('37d18390-25fd-48e4-8847-4ab1f7ec5b01'); downlevelDiv.innerHTML = &amp;quot;&amp;lt;div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;embed src=\&amp;quot;http://images.video.msn.com/flash/soapbox1_1.swf\&amp;quot; quality=\&amp;quot;high\&amp;quot; width=\&amp;quot;432\&amp;quot; height=\&amp;quot;364\&amp;quot; wmode=\&amp;quot;transparent\&amp;quot; type=\&amp;quot;application/x-shockwave-flash\&amp;quot; pluginspage=\&amp;quot;http://macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer\&amp;quot; flashvars=\&amp;quot;c=v&amp;amp;v=f7f01faf-e626-4a77-98f8-21962dad3803&amp;amp;from=writer&amp;amp;mkt=en-US\&amp;quot; &amp;gt;&amp;lt;\/embed&amp;gt;&amp;lt;\/div&amp;gt;&amp;quot;;" alt=""&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear:both;font-size:.8em;"&gt;G20 Demonstration, London&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SdQuNEJ30WI/AAAAAAAAAY8/sKzhFqiJfHs/s1600-h/P3310181%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="P3310181" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="235" alt="P3310181" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SdQuNlDd-wI/AAAAAAAAAZA/uG1Npyn0Hlo/P3310181_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="313" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SdQuQQqn5aI/AAAAAAAAAZE/fFzMffL4kFg/s1600-h/P3310182%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="P3310182" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="242" alt="P3310182" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SdQuQ1AqSeI/AAAAAAAAAZM/kKxNLJangdU/P3310182_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="321" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SdQuRcGfTEI/AAAAAAAAAZY/tmAB5_xQjqY/s1600-h/P3310183%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="P3310183" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="242" alt="P3310183" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SdQuSndW_bI/AAAAAAAAAZc/jLYDPFgf3rE/P3310183_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="321" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SdQuTKJd1sI/AAAAAAAAAZk/l04o7L_EPws/s1600-h/P3310228%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="P3310228" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="243" alt="P3310228" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SdQuT0WAKWI/AAAAAAAAAZw/_kIZr4o8yL8/P3310228_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="322" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SdQuUYLJvvI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/n5dDHh3U41Q/s1600-h/P3310185%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="P3310185" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="247" alt="P3310185" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SdQuU-_liWI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/DcUFjitpqWU/P3310185_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="328" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; Can you spot the Joker?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;At one point the police sirens came from one end and the entire crowd shifted their attention to the other side of the road and everyone rushed that way. Me not included, but Tian was there. He saw that a fight had broke out and he was part of it for awhile too!! He quickly ran away though. Check out his photo album in Facebook to see.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;There was even helicopter coverage. I’m sure it was news, not police haha.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SdQuVorjq2I/AAAAAAAAAaE/10egMai-49A/s1600-h/P3310238%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="P3310238" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="450" alt="P3310238" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SdQuWQYQx7I/AAAAAAAAAaQ/fK3DDPP4H0Q/P3310238_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="339" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;After that, nothing much happened that was overly exciting there except for the RBS break in, but we didn’t know how to get into there and would probably be blocked off. So we went our separate ways, Tian’s colleague home and us to Leicester Square for lunch which was dim sum :D&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;After dim sum, we went for my first movie experience in London at Leicester Square Vue. Every Wednesday, Orange (my phone network) offers 2for1 movie and pizza. So me and Tian went to watch Knowing starring Nicholas Cage. I enjoyed the overall plot, but the stereo system in the cinema was deafening. Other than that, the seats were comfy and we managed to smuggle in Sainsbury snacks to enjoy :D&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SdQuXdupHxI/AAAAAAAAAaU/wuEUGL6lxkA/s1600-h/IMG_1552%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="IMG_1552" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="260" alt="IMG_1552" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SdQuYGyXtaI/AAAAAAAAAaY/kXtHZiGjrtM/IMG_1552_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="345" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;p/s Stemming from &lt;a href="http://ronny-cakes.blogspot.com" target="_blank"&gt;Sharon&lt;/a&gt;’s idea. I’ve decided to watermark all my pictures too :)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SdQuY2gDXUI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/rjd_Wh43srM/s1600-h/nvrlearn2.gif"&gt;&lt;img title="nvr learn" style="display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto" height="100" alt="nvr learn" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SdQuaKQs-RI/AAAAAAAAAYU/8kqYDg4huyw/nvrlearn_thumb.gif?imgmax=800" width="100"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/141386286316411382-4104583749893891843?l=starrynite90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/feeds/4104583749893891843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141386286316411382&amp;postID=4104583749893891843&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/4104583749893891843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/4104583749893891843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/2009/04/g20-protest-finished-with-movie.html' title='G20 Protest Finished with a Movie'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02444529497806345886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Se8Y1gcPVzI/AAAAAAAAAgI/2nOSJbaXUzs/S220/Amsterdam+110.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SdQuLR-llII/AAAAAAAAAYc/CPw0B1ijYs8/s72-c/P3310163_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141386286316411382.post-7314503381422911463</id><published>2009-03-30T23:29:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T23:29:11.117+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Resurrection</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I haven’t blogged in ages. Mainly because I just haven’t had the energy. I’ve downloaded this new program called Windows Live Writer, so I’m hoping that it’ll make it easier for me to update regularly.. I’ll try to be more consistent with my updating to keep you guys knowing that I’m still alive. As a journalist student, I think I have to continue blogging to at least keep my English from becoming mang-lished. Especially since I’ve been hanging out with so many Malaysians ever since coming to London. I can feel my English deteriorate.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;My course has been going okay. For my online journalism course, as a group we had to run a blog for 2 weeks. I had my experience working with Wordpress. Didn’t like it, at all. I still love you, Blogger. :D If you want to check out the blog go to &lt;a href="http://londonizeme.wordpress.com" target="_blank"&gt;LondonizeMe&lt;/a&gt;. For my course, we also learned about different things online such as rss news feeds, twitter and del.i.cious. So I’ve become a member for all those things, but I’ve only become a fan of Twitter. So I am now a tweeter. Would you like to follow me, if you too are a tweeter like me? I only have a few followers and me following, but its ok, its not like some sort of competition for me. I tweet ‘cause I’m bored. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Its Easter break now, everyone is on holiday. I am in my room watching anime and slowing melting into my chair. I’m such a slob. gah. Just before the holidays started, I finished reading the whole Fruit Basket anime. It was awesome; made me shed many tears. I recommend it to anyone. I read it from &lt;a href="http://www.mangafox.com" target="_blank"&gt;MangaFox&lt;/a&gt; which provided me with all the free English scanalations. Now I need a new manga to read, but I’m currently watching Vampire Knight Guilty. The vampires are all so hot and gorgeous. But alas, no one can be as hot as my lovely Hakuron. hehe ^^&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;For Easter, I’m going to do a bit of travelling; even if I have a ton of work to do &amp;gt;.&amp;lt;” This weekend, I’m going up to Peak District with a bunch of Tian Han’s friends. Then the weekend after, I’m going to Amsterdam with the Angel gang. Can’t wait!! The only travelling I’ve done so far is to Nottingham and we didn’t do much sight seeing there. I wish a GISian like Melissa or Clare would be coming with me on these trips though… Its just not the same without them with me. Whenever I was back in Malaysia, I was never allowed to go on trips with the S.R gang… And now I can finally go on a road trip with friends, but it’ll be with the boyfriend and his friends… it’s not the same. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Things I need to do before my holidays end:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;ol&gt; &lt;li&gt;Story, Sound, Image, Text production piece  &lt;li&gt;Media &amp;amp; Society essay  &lt;li&gt;Online Journalism log  &lt;li&gt;Essential Journalism log&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt; &lt;p&gt;Gah… I need to think of something to do for my production piece. If I start a blog… it has to be centred on a theme… Ideas anyone?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Look what Tian got for St.Patricks day. You had to buy 4 glasses of Guinness to get one hat. I tried a sip of it, it was disgusting :(&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SdFHs0MuVwI/AAAAAAAAAWw/5Yf7XjYiCXg/s1600-h/P3170133%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="P3170133" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="244" alt="P3170133" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SdFHtVJlr1I/AAAAAAAAAXA/gpcH9kJNU3M/P3170133_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="184" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Ah well, Happy Easter!! Give me some blog ideas!! &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/141386286316411382-7314503381422911463?l=starrynite90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/feeds/7314503381422911463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141386286316411382&amp;postID=7314503381422911463&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/7314503381422911463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/7314503381422911463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/2009/03/resurrection.html' title='Resurrection'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02444529497806345886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Se8Y1gcPVzI/AAAAAAAAAgI/2nOSJbaXUzs/S220/Amsterdam+110.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SdFHtVJlr1I/AAAAAAAAAXA/gpcH9kJNU3M/s72-c/P3170133_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141386286316411382.post-2749561886397574847</id><published>2008-11-27T17:54:00.004Z</published><updated>2008-11-27T18:21:40.387Z</updated><title type='text'>First Time</title><content type='html'>Long time no hear frm me, eh? LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. since the last time i updated... alot of stuff has been going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went ice skating for the first time in London. Went with Dion, Chen tze, Melissa, Bonnie, Eliza, Joyce, Sue Ping, Ashwin, and me. It was really fun but i got a HUGE bruise on my knee &gt;.&lt;"  The day after we went Westfield. Europe's largest mall. The place is huge. its bigger than the whole One Utama... and its got so many different branded names.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v496/Fatmonkey/London/Aerial_View.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 331px; height: 210px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v496/Fatmonkey/London/Aerial_View.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that big chunk in the middle is the aerial view of the place. and its got about 3 floors too.. can u imagine how much of a heaven this would be to a shopaholic!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the second time i went to westfield was with tian han (my new boyfriend). we were walkin around and this promoter girl invited us to the openin of a new shop- Brandy&amp;amp;Melville. The clothes were rlly nice too. There was drinks served and marshmallows and strawberries dipped in chocolate. and the best part was they were served by hot male models. and at one point one of this male models took off his shirt! FUCKING HOT. OMG. ive nvr been that close to a hot guy shirtless. EVER.. i rlly wanted to take a pic.. but i couldnt sneak it. fuckk i couldnt stop looking. it was so hot. i felt quite bad tho.. cuz my bf was standin rite nxt to me :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive been hanging out with too many people not in my uni lately. mainly malaysian. i m no where near getting a british accent. haha.. mayb my manglish will b gettin stronger &gt;.&lt;" fuckk.  im goin bak to malaysia for xmas holi. the plan is frm dec 21 to jan 10. so if u want me to get u guys anythin frm uk.. say now!! son's already booked orange chocs frm me. haha.  work is piling and my procastination habit is rlly takings its toll.. i hope i dont end up failing this course &gt;.&lt;" i didnt slp at all tuesday nite &gt;.&lt;" and managed to write a 1300 word essay including research in 4 hrs. it was shit. i m goin to die &gt;.&lt;"  well..anyways, i'm off to my bf's place. :) thts my mini update. im probably skippin on a lot of things hehe  &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SS7k5zRdY_I/AAAAAAAAAT4/sMmFqU1-Pp0/s1600-h/15112008%28003%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SS7k5zRdY_I/AAAAAAAAAT4/sMmFqU1-Pp0/s320/15112008%28003%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273403895364543474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sue ping, melissa and eliza&lt;br /&gt;air cycling?&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/141386286316411382-2749561886397574847?l=starrynite90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/feeds/2749561886397574847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141386286316411382&amp;postID=2749561886397574847&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/2749561886397574847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/2749561886397574847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/2008/11/first-time.html' title='First Time'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02444529497806345886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Se8Y1gcPVzI/AAAAAAAAAgI/2nOSJbaXUzs/S220/Amsterdam+110.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SS7k5zRdY_I/AAAAAAAAAT4/sMmFqU1-Pp0/s72-c/15112008%28003%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141386286316411382.post-4575428887133934094</id><published>2008-10-28T18:24:00.004Z</published><updated>2008-10-28T18:47:01.115Z</updated><title type='text'>House Party at Wui Seng's</title><content type='html'>On Friday me and melissa met up and went shopping at H&amp;amp;M at Oxford Circus. Right after we finished shopping we went outside and as i was puttin on my jacket, this dude (not british) came up to us and was like "hey ladies, i like your style." wtf.. O.o We quickly walked away haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we went to a house party over at edgeware road. it was rlly fun! tons and tons of people there. i got to meet alot of new ppl too!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tho the ending was a bit.. ngeh..&lt;/span&gt; i think the fun from the rest of the day overshadowed that part. :D there was shisha, mahjong, poker, wii and some pot all throughout the apartment. after my experience on gettin pissed drunk, everytime i smell shisha i get a bit of nausea.. so i avoided that room. instead i played the wii with melissa and some new ppl that i met, COOKING MAMA n Wii Sports! haha its sooo hard &gt;.&lt;"" my arm was so sore. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;not tht i got to sleep much anyways.&lt;/span&gt; so anyways, instead of blabbing away.. here are some pics :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-604.ll.facebook.com/photos-ll-sf2p/v357/164/91/61113604/n61113604_38333530_325.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 303px; height: 226px;" src="http://photos-604.ll.facebook.com/photos-ll-sf2p/v357/164/91/61113604/n61113604_38333530_325.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the guys playing mahjong. in the pic from left to right: Deno, Me, Chris (standing) LoongJie (sitting)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-604.ll.facebook.com/photos-ll-sf2p/v357/164/91/61113604/n61113604_38333572_6892.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 287px; height: 381px;" src="http://photos-604.ll.facebook.com/photos-ll-sf2p/v357/164/91/61113604/n61113604_38333572_6892.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Us sitting around after most of the people had gone home. Me and Melissa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-c.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v357/164/91/61113604/n61113604_38333362_6483.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 272px; height: 361px;" src="http://photos-c.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v357/164/91/61113604/n61113604_38333362_6483.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;High as hell. Melissa and Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-b.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v357/164/91/61113604/n61113604_38333361_6130.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 285px; height: 213px;" src="http://photos-b.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v357/164/91/61113604/n61113604_38333361_6130.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay! Group pic. Left to right: Kumalen, Wui Seng (behind), Melissa, Deno (red), Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, clare came down from Essex and we went to chinatown for shopping. I've stocked up on instant noodles.. so i won't have to starve.. especially since i'm out of microwave foods and its pouring outside so i cant go out and buy anything &gt;.&lt;" i forgot to get ice cream tho.  ok, drifted from topic. haha me and clare went chinatown to shop around. She too stocked up on instant noodles. after that we went to visit melissa at her halls. we hung out at the hall's bar where i discovered my new fav drink; ARCHERS! haha. with coke its rlly nice too. cuz its sooo sweet. yum :D  there are pics. but they're all on clare's camera.  ok.. im getting a bit hungry. i shall leave you with a picture of what we (me, chen tze, ashwin, joyce, sue ping and melissa) cooked last last week on our cooking day.  &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SQddVJKPH_I/AAAAAAAAATw/SSai1e4gzXo/s1600-h/PA180080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SQddVJKPH_I/AAAAAAAAATw/SSai1e4gzXo/s320/PA180080.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262277307423203314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ta Da!!&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/141386286316411382-4575428887133934094?l=starrynite90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/feeds/4575428887133934094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141386286316411382&amp;postID=4575428887133934094&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/4575428887133934094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/4575428887133934094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/2008/10/house-party-at-wui-sengs.html' title='House Party at Wui Seng&apos;s'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02444529497806345886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Se8Y1gcPVzI/AAAAAAAAAgI/2nOSJbaXUzs/S220/Amsterdam+110.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SQddVJKPH_I/AAAAAAAAATw/SSai1e4gzXo/s72-c/PA180080.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141386286316411382.post-6944548995106467896</id><published>2008-10-23T19:08:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T19:09:58.625+01:00</updated><title type='text'>alone</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Its hard to be alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Especially when you feel out of place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the one you want is off limits.&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/141386286316411382-6944548995106467896?l=starrynite90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/feeds/6944548995106467896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141386286316411382&amp;postID=6944548995106467896&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/6944548995106467896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/6944548995106467896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/2008/10/alone.html' title='alone'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02444529497806345886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Se8Y1gcPVzI/AAAAAAAAAgI/2nOSJbaXUzs/S220/Amsterdam+110.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141386286316411382.post-2314687797727375977</id><published>2008-10-13T21:15:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T11:27:39.644Z</updated><title type='text'>No Memory</title><content type='html'>Have u ever been SO drunk that you have no idea what the hell you did last night and how the hell you ended up in a strangers bed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after drinking all these on an empty stomach... welcome to complete memory loss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ingredients to this concoction are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.gl-science.com/images/shisha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 139px; height: 252px;" src="http://www.gl-science.com/images/shisha.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a bit of apple shisha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s-UTYTIVjIY/RgMsdDx5i7I/AAAAAAAAABU/1cmkKHcMfQE/s320/mal_coke.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 216px; height: 289px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s-UTYTIVjIY/RgMsdDx5i7I/AAAAAAAAABU/1cmkKHcMfQE/s320/mal_coke.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;One &lt;/span&gt;Malibu Coke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.beercannews.com/COUNTRIES/United_Kingdom/UK_Can_News_05_01/UK-Bud_44-04_fresh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 106px; height: 271px;" src="http://www.beercannews.com/COUNTRIES/United_Kingdom/UK_Can_News_05_01/UK-Bud_44-04_fresh.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3/4&lt;/span&gt; can of beer&lt;br /&gt;(any beer will do)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bcmblog.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/12/jack_daniels.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://bcmblog.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/12/jack_daniels.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THREE and a half&lt;/span&gt; cups of JD on the rocks. yum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and an exciting game of "I never.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;felt like shit the next day and till today i stil hav no memory of what the hell happened +.+&lt;br /&gt;this is the first time ive ever gotten so drunk... EVER. apparently there are videos too (which i dont have) gawd. i m never drinkin tht much again. i dont even rmbr pouring the 3rd glass of JD.&lt;br /&gt;anyways, this all happened saturday nite when i went over to LJ's place with some friends to just chill out since we didnt hav enuf cash to go clubbing. 5 guys and 3 girls. rlly fun. wel.. the part tht i rmbr was rlly fun. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, im missing out on Ministry of Sound London tmr because ive got an early lecture+seminar in the morning and if i go i will definitely KO during class. so.. im not going :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i also am suppose to b doin research on UK's poverty because World Poverty Day is coming soon, so we're suppose to write a news feature on it. well... as procrastinator, i haven't started. woo~ big surprise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some of my lectures are quite fun. for our first lecture for Story, Sound, Image, Text (SSIT for short) we watched an episode of The Wire. Its basically to analyze why they make this show this way and how it attracts viewers and stuff. And then for the second lecture, we watched an episode of Friends to analyze TV Series's technique. how AWESOME is that. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, for our first lecture in Media and Society, where we learn about influences and effects of Media, we played with LEGO! haha. The guy who thought of the whole idea is our lecturer. David Gauntlett. They even did a news coverage on him!! Go here to read the actual article: &lt;a href="http://www.artlab.org.uk/lego-thes.htm"&gt;http://www.artlab.org.uk/lego-thes.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 359px; height: 444px;" src="http://www.artlab.org.uk/thes-460.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dude with the glasses? Yea, he's David. My Media and Society lecturer. Coincidentally, one of my SSIT lecturers name is also David. But he's a different David. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bla bla bla. i miss malaysia :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and for those who don't know. Me and Ashwin broke up on the 28th. I guess sometimes even the most beautiful things can fall apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.iconsarcade.com/love_quotes/myspace_love_quotes_icons_01.gif" border="0" /&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/141386286316411382-2314687797727375977?l=starrynite90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/feeds/2314687797727375977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141386286316411382&amp;postID=2314687797727375977&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/2314687797727375977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/2314687797727375977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/2008/10/no-memory.html' title='No Memory'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02444529497806345886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Se8Y1gcPVzI/AAAAAAAAAgI/2nOSJbaXUzs/S220/Amsterdam+110.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s-UTYTIVjIY/RgMsdDx5i7I/AAAAAAAAABU/1cmkKHcMfQE/s72-c/mal_coke.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141386286316411382.post-385412656845512413</id><published>2008-09-29T19:31:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T19:49:29.880+01:00</updated><title type='text'>London</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So I'm in London. Welcome to London..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-c.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-snc1/v345/126/68/513330448/n513330448_1823482_5289.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://photos-c.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-snc1/v345/126/68/513330448/n513330448_1823482_5289.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The architecture here is gorgeous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-d.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-snc1/v345/126/68/513330448/n513330448_1823499_5921.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://photos-d.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-snc1/v345/126/68/513330448/n513330448_1823499_5921.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-448.ll.facebook.com/photos-ll-snc1/v345/126/68/513330448/n513330448_1823508_8814.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://photos-448.ll.facebook.com/photos-ll-snc1/v345/126/68/513330448/n513330448_1823508_8814.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-448.ll.facebook.com/photos-ll-snc1/v345/126/68/513330448/n513330448_1823673_7811.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://photos-448.ll.facebook.com/photos-ll-snc1/v345/126/68/513330448/n513330448_1823673_7811.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-448.ll.facebook.com/photos-ll-snc1/v345/126/68/513330448/n513330448_1823516_1522.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://photos-448.ll.facebook.com/photos-ll-snc1/v345/126/68/513330448/n513330448_1823516_1522.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My university campus is gorgeous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-448.ll.facebook.com/photos-ll-snc1/v345/126/68/513330448/n513330448_1823949_6292.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://photos-448.ll.facebook.com/photos-ll-snc1/v345/126/68/513330448/n513330448_1823949_6292.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-448.ll.facebook.com/photos-ll-snc1/v345/126/68/513330448/n513330448_1823946_5153.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://photos-448.ll.facebook.com/photos-ll-snc1/v345/126/68/513330448/n513330448_1823946_5153.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this is my room....its got an attached bathroom and i share a kitchen with 5 other people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-448.ll.facebook.com/photos-ll-snc1/v345/126/68/513330448/n513330448_1823735_7260.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://photos-448.ll.facebook.com/photos-ll-snc1/v345/126/68/513330448/n513330448_1823735_7260.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get around by tube and bus mainly.. otherwise its walking.&lt;br /&gt;London is ok.. i'm stil making friends.. hope everything goes well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;today was my first day of lecture classes. the subject is quite fun. it was mainly all intro today.. we hav a newroom.. i dun hav a pic of that . but its gorgeous. filled with newly installed mac comps.  :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there is a gathering of chinese students happening next thursday.. .should i go...? i dunooo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/141386286316411382-385412656845512413?l=starrynite90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/feeds/385412656845512413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141386286316411382&amp;postID=385412656845512413&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/385412656845512413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/385412656845512413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/2008/09/london.html' title='London'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02444529497806345886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Se8Y1gcPVzI/AAAAAAAAAgI/2nOSJbaXUzs/S220/Amsterdam+110.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141386286316411382.post-7390882581904375769</id><published>2008-09-15T18:09:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T18:11:22.109+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Flying</title><content type='html'>I'm flying to UK at 10am TODAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next time i update again, i'll be in LONDON.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;get ready for me &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;LONDON&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;dun miss me too much &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;MALAYSIA&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SM6XGtsaDqI/AAAAAAAAAS0/pc5BL0s_8Nc/s1600-h/tearfeat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SM6XGtsaDqI/AAAAAAAAAS0/pc5BL0s_8Nc/s320/tearfeat.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246296757534068386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/141386286316411382-7390882581904375769?l=starrynite90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/feeds/7390882581904375769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141386286316411382&amp;postID=7390882581904375769&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/7390882581904375769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/7390882581904375769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/2008/09/flying.html' title='Flying'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02444529497806345886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Se8Y1gcPVzI/AAAAAAAAAgI/2nOSJbaXUzs/S220/Amsterdam+110.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SM6XGtsaDqI/AAAAAAAAAS0/pc5BL0s_8Nc/s72-c/tearfeat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141386286316411382.post-4730445334905260728</id><published>2008-09-13T16:37:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T18:07:42.861+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Days in ExxonMobil</title><content type='html'>My last days at ExxonMobil...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno what i feel. Its been about 2 months there. I became friends with so many people there and then suddenly I have to leave, fly off to UK. As a leaving gift, I got some trinkets to remember them by. One being a Zara jacket which is REALLLLYYY nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SMvu5erSf3I/AAAAAAAAASE/SN0paiO_V8I/s1600-h/P9110198.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SMvu5erSf3I/AAAAAAAAASE/SN0paiO_V8I/s320/P9110198.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245548862257659762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another would be a scrapbook that Amily, Jen and Su Yen put together. Its really nice. They got each of the people that I work closely with to write a message in it for me. Its so sweet. I was so touched. They put this together in 4 days... and i didnt even suspect anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-73.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=72057594050163059&amp;amp;site=widget-73.slide.com" style="width: 400px; height: 320px;" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width: 400px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=72057594050163059&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-73.slide.com/p1/72057594050163059/bb_t000_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" ismap="ismap" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=72057594050163059&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-73.slide.com/p2/72057594050163059/bb_t000_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" ismap="ismap" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=72057594050163059&amp;amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-73.slide.com/p4/72057594050163059/bb_t000_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" ismap="ismap" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Working here was fun. Maybe sometimes it can be stressful, but most of the time it was quite fun. The people here were all so friendly and nice. They really make it easy to bond with you. I guess I wouldn't really mind coming back to work here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SMvu5p_dE-I/AAAAAAAAASU/ai1JPUB6Nx0/s1600-h/13092008%28003%29-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SMvu5p_dE-I/AAAAAAAAASU/ai1JPUB6Nx0/s320/13092008%28003%29-001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245548865295029218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last week here, everyday we'd go down to our 6F recreation floor where they recently put in a new pool table and a foos table. I taught them how to foos, tho i myself suck at it :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SMvu6CIo1mI/AAAAAAAAASk/Mai5-JN7IJo/s1600-h/DSC04416.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SMvu6CIo1mI/AAAAAAAAASk/Mai5-JN7IJo/s320/DSC04416.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245548871775999586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SMvu6KMT25I/AAAAAAAAASc/210wGiZzKPk/s1600-h/P9090186.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SMvu6KMT25I/AAAAAAAAASc/210wGiZzKPk/s320/P9090186.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245548873938885522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after work on my last day, we stayed back late where they presented me the scrapbook. then we went downstairs to the smokin area outside the office and just lepaked around with Lum. once he left, we went upstair to 6F to pool and foos. then dinner at Sakae Sushi. just cant put it into words, but i had alot of fun. im gonna miss working. hopefully uni will be just as fun :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SMvu5sYEMMI/AAAAAAAAASM/tYD-wAKddhA/s1600-h/P9120011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SMvu5sYEMMI/AAAAAAAAASM/tYD-wAKddhA/s320/P9120011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245548865935126722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SMvzJ86RBAI/AAAAAAAAASs/31nC7OuhlDA/s1600-h/P9120027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SMvzJ86RBAI/AAAAAAAAASs/31nC7OuhlDA/s320/P9120027.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245553543297958914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/141386286316411382-4730445334905260728?l=starrynite90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/feeds/4730445334905260728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141386286316411382&amp;postID=4730445334905260728&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/4730445334905260728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/4730445334905260728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/2008/09/last-days-in-exxonmobil.html' title='Last Days in ExxonMobil'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02444529497806345886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Se8Y1gcPVzI/AAAAAAAAAgI/2nOSJbaXUzs/S220/Amsterdam+110.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SMvu5erSf3I/AAAAAAAAASE/SN0paiO_V8I/s72-c/P9110198.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141386286316411382.post-6988677935417444106</id><published>2008-08-30T10:06:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T10:25:14.960+01:00</updated><title type='text'>NICOLE is LEGAL?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SLkR4rZ6D8I/AAAAAAAAAR8/BlVD47uttb0/s1600-h/IMG_2824%5Bbday+edit%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SLkR4rZ6D8I/AAAAAAAAAR8/BlVD47uttb0/s320/IMG_2824%5Bbday+edit%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240239306844016578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get ready world, nicole is EIGHTEEEENN now. hahaha she's gonna be even wilder than she already is. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MISS U NICOLEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY belated BIRTHDAY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/141386286316411382-6988677935417444106?l=starrynite90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/feeds/6988677935417444106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141386286316411382&amp;postID=6988677935417444106&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/6988677935417444106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/6988677935417444106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/2008/08/nicole-is-legal.html' title='NICOLE is LEGAL?'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02444529497806345886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Se8Y1gcPVzI/AAAAAAAAAgI/2nOSJbaXUzs/S220/Amsterdam+110.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SLkR4rZ6D8I/AAAAAAAAAR8/BlVD47uttb0/s72-c/IMG_2824%5Bbday+edit%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141386286316411382.post-2948697290476116403</id><published>2008-08-23T10:44:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T11:19:43.031+01:00</updated><title type='text'>UPDATE</title><content type='html'>ok so i havent touched this blog in ages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll finally update la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what have I been doing this holiday. I've been working. I have a 8-5 job at ExxonMobil from Mon-Fri. Pay is ok. Everything is good. Been there about a month+ now. I dun wanna leaveeee. I'm actually enjoying work there. In the beginning I didnt like it, i didnt wanna go to work and i felt rlly out of place. that was because as a newbie, there wasnt alot of work for me to do. and the fact tht i couldnt speak malay meant i couldnt answer the phone and talk. yes, I'm in customer service. I handle applications and complaints for this card called the Discount Card which lets lorries, buses, taxis, etc. enjoy diesel subsidy. So yea.. they come here to complain or to apply la. When u cant speak malay, that is the HUGEST disadvantage EVER. But now.. i actually have work to do, I have cases to handle and im making friends with my collegues as well. There are 3 other girls arnd the same age as me that are working there as temps too. but they'll b leavin in jan while im leavin about 2wks into sept. I come in late and i leave early. haih, right when u start to adapt, u have to leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SK_i6hqTbkI/AAAAAAAAANw/FKnr6ynwWw4/s1600-h/DSC04315.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SK_i6hqTbkI/AAAAAAAAANw/FKnr6ynwWw4/s320/DSC04315.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237654386751270466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-the other temps-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good news is, Ive been accepted into Westminster. Now i'm waiting for my visa approval and my accommodations approval. PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE let everything be ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yea.. that the career side of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love side. Me and Ashwin are dating. (Yes, i'm announcing it to the whole world) Been one month+ now. Things are going great. Love love. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SK_i7GtCgiI/AAAAAAAAAOA/DdhyZh4fYNw/s1600-h/IMG_3084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SK_i7GtCgiI/AAAAAAAAAOA/DdhyZh4fYNw/s320/IMG_3084.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237654396694856226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-me and ashwin-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family side.. my brother has started ADP in Sunway. Hope things are well for him. Its only been like the first week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to get out with friendsss. I've been out after work sometimes but rarely ppl wanna venture into KL to hangout. So usually I'm out with Lee, Ct, Ashwin gang. Havent seen SR in so longgg. Haven't seen melissa n eliza in so longggg and alot of ppl are gone too..  Nicole and Gunjan are GONE. and i MISS them!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SK_i62wJBdI/AAAAAAAAAN4/rOf7hFyo_Wo/s1600-h/IMG_2840.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SK_i62wJBdI/AAAAAAAAAN4/rOf7hFyo_Wo/s320/IMG_2840.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237654392412898770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- nicole n me -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-g.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-snc1/v260/230/96/512766096/n512766096_959238_8694.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://photos-g.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-snc1/v260/230/96/512766096/n512766096_959238_8694.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- gj n me -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bad news about having a job and living with ur parents is tht my social life has disintergrated. if i was living by myself with a job, it'd b ok to stay out late into the wee hrs of the night. but with parents i hav to come bak at a "respective" time and my parents dun like me "hanging out" wif friends... and because of uni/visa stuff i have to stay home and "handle" them. hahaha excessive use of the quotation marks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its a rlly fun yet at the same time stressing experience at work. I have received some prtty weird comments directed to me. lemme just say first tht i am NOT bragging :]         &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        I was talkin to one of my collegues tht works with me and he told me that at first he thot i was about 20yrs old, at most 22. haha do i look old?! he said tht tho i look young, the way i carry myself and speak to ppl and handle things makes me seem older. huh??? Another collegue also thought i was about 20. heh.       &lt;br /&gt;        On the phone with a customer, I had just told him the solution to his problem and then he starts saying how my voice is so sweet and everything and how its so hard to come across ppl with such a sweet voice. :s trying to quickly end the conversation, i asked him if he had anymore problems, he said tht he wanted to take me out to dinner or something.. nghh i just told him that i couldnt and quickly ended the convo. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;        Something else similar, i told the customer that i would get back to him with his problem and he told me that he will be awaiting "my sweet voice." WAT &gt;.&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[if u havent noticed, all these ppl have been guys so far &gt;.&lt; OLD guys]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          Other customers have noticed that my chinese isnt malaysian type at all. they said i must not be a malaysian cuz my chinese is too.. "precise." To get away from speaking malay, i sometimes say i m singaporean XD.&lt;br /&gt;        One of them also commented that my english sounds american. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;        Oh. the most annoying things is when the customer starts getting really angry and shouting and stuff and then when you get something done for him he's like really apologetic and saying that cuz of his old age he loses his temper easily and stuff like that. haihh.. wat to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SK_j0DRPZPI/AAAAAAAAAOI/Eo_YueqCjGQ/s1600-h/no.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SK_j0DRPZPI/AAAAAAAAAOI/Eo_YueqCjGQ/s320/no.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237655375025497330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha but im having fun. it helps me take my mind of university stuff and it better than staying at home for parents to nag me. i need to get out with friends more tho. miss being a kid.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/141386286316411382-2948697290476116403?l=starrynite90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/feeds/2948697290476116403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141386286316411382&amp;postID=2948697290476116403&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/2948697290476116403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/2948697290476116403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/2008/08/update.html' title='UPDATE'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02444529497806345886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Se8Y1gcPVzI/AAAAAAAAAgI/2nOSJbaXUzs/S220/Amsterdam+110.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SK_i6hqTbkI/AAAAAAAAANw/FKnr6ynwWw4/s72-c/DSC04315.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141386286316411382.post-5313627345467816257</id><published>2008-06-23T19:06:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T11:27:41.777Z</updated><title type='text'>Eighteen years of age?!</title><content type='html'>so im eighteen now... havent done anything out of the ordinary yet? where is the hit of LEGALITY? haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my bday nite.. went to Space on Heritage Row and clubbed there till about 3++am where there was a fight and someone called the cops, so we all had to rush out in a huge mob. outside the club there was another fight.. the guy was shouting at this other guy, i think it was about why he'd called the cops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.asianheritagerow.com/images/events/space-full.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.asianheritagerow.com/images/events/space-full.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we all squished outside and clare suddenly said "omg, where's melissa?" and she didnt pick up her phone or anything.. we went across the street and ben stayed near the entrance to keep a lookout. sian later called me and he was with melissa so everything was ok. we went to the mamak nxt door to just chill for awhile to breathe. we were also freakin out cuz we left a bag inside the club..luckily there wasnt rlly anything valuable inside, and also nothin to connect us to the bag. chilled at the mamak for awhile. eliza and dani went back first to the apartment me booked. later after chillin out for awhile, the rest of us took a cab back to our rooms. clare to le meridian with edwin. me and melissa to the apartment with ashwin, lee and sian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha so im skippin alot of the details. such as the feelings, the blanks, and the extras. but i'll keep that little things in my memory box, not written down for the public to see ;) only the ppl that were there noe wat really happened. keke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it was an awesome night. my second time clubbing EVER. and my first time experiencing a raid (kinda, sorta, not rlly) haha. tho that wouldnt rlly b something to boast about. but i do wish i had taken photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other regrets about the nite? well yea.. i wish we hadnt done brought that and we did that better and i did something and i didnt do something. haha. but its all done and over with, rite? if i could turn back time, mayb i'd hav done a few things a bit more daringly but who am i to say i would? haha it sucks that i cant write anything down like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fell asleep at 5am. ashwin and lee left at around 4ish. tom and sian left some time in the early dawn as well.. so it was just us 4 girls alone in a 3bdroom aptment. dad picked me up at about 12ish.. and i went home and collapsed asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;mom&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;dad&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;when i went upstairs, my bro was watchin tv. i got wished happy birthday. :D i was a bit concerned tht i'd done something wrong cuz the whole car ride when my dad was sendin me home, he didnt say anything or ask about anything... both my parents didnt even wish me happy birthday until dinner time when i asked "why dont we get cake?" and my mom went &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;"why? for wat occasion?"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*stab*&lt;/span&gt; then my dad came down and was like &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;"why don't we just go eat next door?"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*double stab*&lt;/span&gt; i had to say something.. i thot mayb they were jokin or something.. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;"don't i get to choose where to eat for my birthday?"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;"ohhhhhh. haha its your birthday today. thats wat you get for not coming home. haha. happy birthday, dear."&lt;/span&gt; so mayb thts more of a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*half stab*&lt;/span&gt; so in the end my mom didnt really ever wish me happy birthday. i mean.. its no big deal..theyre my parents, they live with me everyday of my life. it kinda goes without saying.. no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyways, we went to Dragon-I to eat then had Häagen-Dazs ice cream cake. i gues it was their own way of sayin sorry. we had no candles in the hse tho. its ok.. i can compromise :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SF_ryhKT8bI/AAAAAAAAANQ/qppXX_hyhiU/s1600-h/21062008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SF_ryhKT8bI/AAAAAAAAANQ/qppXX_hyhiU/s320/21062008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215146146645930418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;graduation dinner was before clubbing. that was fun. it was at le meridian. gorgeous setting. everyone was dressed up really nice too. Ke Ni got her dress all the way from Raymond. how fucking sweet is that!! and the dress is gorgeous on her. if the pics a bit blurry, she's the one on the bottom row in the beautiful long red dress next to ji eun. so hot. wow. girls missing from the pic below are lakshmi ( sick) and ran (AWOL).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SF_sTXM-czI/AAAAAAAAANY/0LeHRIwm2YI/s1600-h/n718610528_3319091_7015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SF_sTXM-czI/AAAAAAAAANY/0LeHRIwm2YI/s320/n718610528_3319091_7015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215146710908433202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;rohan and the girls &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SF_sTesRRmI/AAAAAAAAANg/e9eiUd40Z_4/s1600-h/clare+me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SF_sTesRRmI/AAAAAAAAANg/e9eiUd40Z_4/s320/clare+me.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215146712918738530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;me and clare [hawties]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SF_sUfutMBI/AAAAAAAAANo/gIgGC1xNXKg/s1600-h/gj,+ct,+me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SF_sUfutMBI/AAAAAAAAANo/gIgGC1xNXKg/s320/gj,+ct,+me.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215146730377261074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;gunjan, chen tze, me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(such a ladies man)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not all the pics are up yet since the main camera people have gone off to Koh Phi Phi trip. i cant wait for those pics to b up. im waitin for one special pic. i hope that one looks good. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as u can see, ive cut my hair and my braces are gone. yay! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday nite, as a whole family celebration thing, we went to Lemon Garden in Shangri-La for an all you can eat buffet. sooo goooddd. sooo fulll. there was a huge chocolate fountain and their ice cream had so many toppings. other than desserts, the food was good too.. HUGEE oysters. yummy prawn and sushi. the pasta was good too. they had everything from chinese to indian to japanese and to western cuisine. just delish. by the time i was finished with desserts, i was so sick of chocolate. haha. luckily they had calamansi flavored ice cream which was sooo sour, it was good. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1P7yDN5FIY4/Rlws5vriKpI/AAAAAAAAAYI/owH6nsUIiuU/s400/CIMG0182.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1P7yDN5FIY4/Rlws5vriKpI/AAAAAAAAAYI/owH6nsUIiuU/s400/CIMG0182.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the chocolate fountain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1P7yDN5FIY4/Rlws5_riKqI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/4k5WVOKoekA/s400/CIMG0183.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1P7yDN5FIY4/Rlws5_riKqI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/4k5WVOKoekA/s400/CIMG0183.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh. such good food. about RM98 per person. :O!!&lt;br /&gt;its ok. i forgive them now ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/141386286316411382-5313627345467816257?l=starrynite90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/feeds/5313627345467816257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141386286316411382&amp;postID=5313627345467816257&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/5313627345467816257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/5313627345467816257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/2008/06/eighteen-years-of-age.html' title='Eighteen years of age?!'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02444529497806345886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Se8Y1gcPVzI/AAAAAAAAAgI/2nOSJbaXUzs/S220/Amsterdam+110.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SF_ryhKT8bI/AAAAAAAAANQ/qppXX_hyhiU/s72-c/21062008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141386286316411382.post-359921396619673210</id><published>2008-06-18T10:56:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T11:27:41.793Z</updated><title type='text'>A Busy Week</title><content type='html'>EXAMS ARE OVAAA!! woo~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now must chill and enjoy myself till august 10th.. my d-day when the results come out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so low on cash.. this is insanee. ii need around RM250 AT least to survive the rest of this week.. :s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;last fri&lt;/span&gt; had a BBQ/Pool party at Vista Kiara which was really fun. So funny watching the guys play twister. they werent spinning the board, but instead just deciding by themselves which is the hardest position to put the players in next. haha. the put perry and dana into the WEIRDEST positions. haha. poor boys :P (surely they secretly enjoyed it. keke)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SFjeDRXL3_I/AAAAAAAAANA/HnMBVt0qkU4/s1600-h/13062008%28003%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SFjeDRXL3_I/AAAAAAAAANA/HnMBVt0qkU4/s320/13062008%28003%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213160716462972914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SFjeDi7dj1I/AAAAAAAAANI/Dd9V9b4UYdI/s1600-h/13062008%28011%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SFjeDi7dj1I/AAAAAAAAANI/Dd9V9b4UYdI/s320/13062008%28011%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213160721178529618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;...so wrong...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;on saturday i went thru a whole revamping and changed my "image" haha. won't give away any hints. hehe. you all shall see when u meet me. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;comments i've recieved so far:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* dana and clare: you don't look like ellie anymore&lt;br /&gt;* gunjan: it doesnt reflect your inner you. you're more spice than sugar and thats not what your image is showing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;suspenseeee. &lt;/span&gt;i also got my dress and shoes for the grad dinner. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*-*-*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its so weird..  school's over.. and yet ive been goin to school for the past 2 days at normal morning times =.=""&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;monday&lt;/span&gt; met up wif melissa and eliza just to hang out.. and then "after school" we went to the sunrise courts to play some volleyball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuesday&lt;/span&gt; morning trained a bit with clare, joyce, melissa and eliza.. then we met up at school with the other team players at 2:45 then went off to the austrailian int. schoool where we played some friendly matches. best out of three. the guys won 1/3 matches, the girls won 2/2. then we played 2 sets of mixed teams. we won both of those :D so overall.... well. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;GIS WON~~!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there might be another match soon against them.. so that will b cool. hopefully we can go :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wednesday (today)..&lt;/span&gt; i was suppose to clean my room (didn't, of course) and then wait for the maid to come... my dad wants me to still keep my notes. he wont let me throw them away or recycle them until im accepted into UK... what am i gonna do with my notes even if i dont get accepted =.="" the fucking annoying thing is that my notes are in no particular order.. he wants me to organize them!! i DONT WANN~! =.= my brother isnt even takin the same subs i am in A'levels.. so its not like he can use them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thursday&lt;/span&gt; morning i have to go to the dentist and then straight after, i'll be meeting up with melissa, eliza, ro and sian. i hope the dentist appt goes by fast :(. then i gotta rush back home at 2ish to watch the maid clean the hse and shit again =.="" its so rushed.. wat the fucking point is it for a maid to come 2 days in a row.. she wont have anything to do!!! &gt;.&lt;" stupid mentally. gez. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday&lt;/span&gt; is the grad dinner nite. the plan timing isnt confirmed yet.. but i'll be going to eliza's house with my sleeping clothes and stuff then her dad is going to drive us to the apt we'll b staying at and help us check in and everything. where i will drop off my stuff... then depending on the time.. i'm going to try and buy my contacts on that day as well.. since i dont have time on thurs... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i shoulda snuck out and got them today :(&lt;/span&gt;. friday night, after the dinner, i'll b going to heritage as a little present to myself :D i still cant believe my parents actually allowed me to stay over this nite hehehe. happy happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday&lt;/span&gt; is MY 18TH BIRTHDAY~~ whooo~ i'll probably be having a family dinner or someting.. i would like to have something with SR or somewhere along those lines.. but mayb sunday a lunch? duno yet.. nothing really planned... nothing even planned with nicole. heh.. she's leaving july 10th :( must have some sort of celebration with her before she goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;busy busy. TOO BUSY. all this busy-ness is taking up my cashhhhh :( :( esp friday nite afterparty is going to kill my money supply :( :( which is not alot.. im gonna hav to borrow frm my bro.. :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyone wanna give me an early bday present? heheheh. i'll be VERYYY happy with &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;$$$ CASHHH $$$&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got the hint? :P hahaha&lt;br /&gt;busy busy week. hopefully everything goes smoothly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/141386286316411382-359921396619673210?l=starrynite90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/feeds/359921396619673210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141386286316411382&amp;postID=359921396619673210&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/359921396619673210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/359921396619673210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/2008/06/busy-week.html' title='A Busy Week'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02444529497806345886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Se8Y1gcPVzI/AAAAAAAAAgI/2nOSJbaXUzs/S220/Amsterdam+110.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SFjeDRXL3_I/AAAAAAAAANA/HnMBVt0qkU4/s72-c/13062008%28003%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141386286316411382.post-789359288820631924</id><published>2008-06-08T10:17:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T11:27:42.140Z</updated><title type='text'>Gay Marriages</title><content type='html'>got this off &lt;a href="http://freakypeachy.blogspot.com/"&gt;son's blog&lt;/a&gt;. read it first before judging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Controversial Issues:&lt;br /&gt;1) Being gay is not natural. Real Americans always reject unnatural things like eyeglasses, polyester, liposuction and air conditioning.&lt;br /&gt;2) Gay marriage will encourage people to be gay, in the same way that hanging around tall people will make you tall.&lt;br /&gt;3) Legalizing gay marriage will open the door to all kinds of crazy behavior. People may even wish to marry their pets because a dog has legal standing and can sign a marriage contract.&lt;br /&gt;4) Straight marriage has been around a long time and hasn't changed at all; women are still property, blacks still can't marry whites, and divorce is still illegal.&lt;br /&gt;5) Straight marriage will be less meaningful if gay marriage were allowed; the sanctity of Britney Spears' 55-hour just-for-fun marriage would be destroyed.&lt;br /&gt;6) Straight marriages are valid because they produce children. Gay couples, infertile couples, and old people shouldn't be allowed to marry because our orphanages aren't full yet, and the world needs more children.&lt;br /&gt;7) Obviously gay parents will raise gay children, since straight parents only raise straight children.&lt;br /&gt;8) Gay marriage is not supported by religion. In a theocracy like ours, the values of one religion are imposed on the entire country. That's why we have only one religion in America.&lt;br /&gt;9) Children can never succeed without a male and a female role model at home. That's why we as a society expressly forbid single parents to raise children.&lt;br /&gt;10) Gay marriage will change the foundation of society; we could never adapt to new social norms. Just like we haven't adapted to cars, the service-sector economy, or longer life spans...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Re-post this if you believe in legalizing gay marriage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does anyone know where i can find the following manga scanlations?&lt;br /&gt;* KISS (Matsumoto Tomo)&lt;br /&gt;* So Bad! (Aihara Miki)&lt;br /&gt;* Sensei! (Kawahara Kazune)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive only got part of them and they're incomplete :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have a lit exam this thurs. i should b studying and memorizing those quotes. instead im goin dress/bikini shoppin tmr wif clare and gunjan. haha i m a rebell~ it'll b fun tho. i need a break and havent been out shoppin with my friends in ages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 more exams. and then after tht... wat should i do with all my notes? throw them away, burn them, recycle them? haha right now they are just an unorganized pile lying on my room floor. anyone who tries to find anything in there will just hav a headache.. actually.. y dont i just take a picture and show u guys? :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SEurwTTS4wI/AAAAAAAAAMg/kCOFbCWHy8Y/s1600-h/08062008%28001%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SEurwTTS4wI/AAAAAAAAAMg/kCOFbCWHy8Y/s320/08062008%28001%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209446240287384322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;GoBama! lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so wat else is new? oh. a few weeks ago we had a nest in one of our house plants. they're gone now. but the little chicks were so cute and it was cool to see the mama/papa bird come and feed them :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SEus1FSb4CI/AAAAAAAAAMo/haecgzPYsus/s1600-h/17052008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SEus1FSb4CI/AAAAAAAAAMo/haecgzPYsus/s320/17052008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209447421936656418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Can you see them? they're hiding at the bottom of the nest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SEus1nLyVYI/AAAAAAAAAMw/Jm77uT3_mcY/s1600-h/17052008%28001%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SEus1nLyVYI/AAAAAAAAAMw/Jm77uT3_mcY/s320/17052008%28001%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209447431035573634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ta da. the nest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SEus1s664nI/AAAAAAAAAM4/RsnXomRmsc0/s1600-h/17052008%28003%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SEus1s664nI/AAAAAAAAAM4/RsnXomRmsc0/s320/17052008%28003%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209447432575443570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;there is one of the parent birds!! hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea.. so i told sonia i'd update my blog when i finished my exams... but gues i lied hehe. i duno, just the sudden urge, i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BBQ/Pool party this fri!! wheee~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/141386286316411382-789359288820631924?l=starrynite90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/feeds/789359288820631924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141386286316411382&amp;postID=789359288820631924&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/789359288820631924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/789359288820631924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/2008/06/gay-marriages.html' title='Gay Marriages'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02444529497806345886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Se8Y1gcPVzI/AAAAAAAAAgI/2nOSJbaXUzs/S220/Amsterdam+110.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SEurwTTS4wI/AAAAAAAAAMg/kCOFbCWHy8Y/s72-c/08062008%28001%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141386286316411382.post-6455887495998188529</id><published>2008-05-12T15:26:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T15:38:32.088+01:00</updated><title type='text'>I was tagged and bored</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I GOT TAGGED.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Real Name:&lt;/strong&gt; Elizabeth K**r S**w D**n&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nickname:&lt;/strong&gt; Ellie, Eliza, Liz, Beth, Lizzie, plus all those nicknames made in SR that we never used&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Married:&lt;/strong&gt; Nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Male/Female:&lt;/strong&gt; Femme&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;High school:&lt;/strong&gt; Garden International School&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;College:&lt;/strong&gt; the SAME =.="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Are You A Healthy Freak?:&lt;/strong&gt; Not at ALL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do You Have A Crush On Someone?:&lt;/strong&gt; hehe yep yep yep #^^#&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do You Like Yourself?:&lt;/strong&gt; I like myself enuf =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;First..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Surgery:&lt;/strong&gt; on my wrist. i had a cyst removed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Person You See In The Morning:&lt;/strong&gt; dad and bro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Award:&lt;/strong&gt; .. don't remember. probably something stupid like best attendance or something&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sport You Join:&lt;/strong&gt; softball&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vacation:&lt;/strong&gt; ... well I went to china as a kid.. duno if that counts as a holiday. i gues its beijing then, if it does count.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Concert:&lt;/strong&gt; dun rmbr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Drink:&lt;/strong&gt; baby milk??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m About To:&lt;/strong&gt; ... go to sleep? i duno. didnt really plan that far into the future&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your future..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Want Kids:&lt;/strong&gt; mayb.. if the moment is right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Want To Get Married:&lt;/strong&gt; if i can get myself to stick to a guy long enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Careers In Mind:&lt;/strong&gt; jouralist.. tv broadcaster.. who noes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Which is better?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lips Or Eyes?:&lt;/strong&gt; lips&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hugs Or Kisses?:&lt;/strong&gt; bit of both =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shorter Or Taller?:&lt;/strong&gt; Taller.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Romantic Or Spontaneous?:&lt;/strong&gt; Spontaneous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sensitive Or Loud?:&lt;/strong&gt; in moderation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Troublemaker Or Hesitant?:&lt;/strong&gt; troublemaker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Have you ever..Kissed A Stranger?:&lt;/strong&gt; haha yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Drank Bubbles:&lt;/strong&gt; ... i thot they were poisonous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lost Glasses / Contacts:&lt;/strong&gt; nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ran Away From Home:&lt;/strong&gt; nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Liked Someone Younger:&lt;/strong&gt; yep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Broke someone’s heart:&lt;/strong&gt; too many times =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Been arrested:&lt;/strong&gt; nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cried when someone died:&lt;/strong&gt; ..yea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do you believe in..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yourself:&lt;/strong&gt; i try to.. doesnt work much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Miracles:&lt;/strong&gt; yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Magic:&lt;/strong&gt; its there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Angels:&lt;/strong&gt; my friends =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Answer truthfully..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Is There Someone You Want To Be With Right Now?:&lt;/strong&gt; yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tag 5 people: &lt;/strong&gt;Shah, JiaYuan, Nicole, Onkar... and whoever else actually reads my blog&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/141386286316411382-6455887495998188529?l=starrynite90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/feeds/6455887495998188529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141386286316411382&amp;postID=6455887495998188529&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/6455887495998188529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/6455887495998188529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-was-tagged-and-bored.html' title='I was tagged and bored'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02444529497806345886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Se8Y1gcPVzI/AAAAAAAAAgI/2nOSJbaXUzs/S220/Amsterdam+110.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141386286316411382.post-3133518738810240281</id><published>2008-05-04T17:48:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T11:27:42.291Z</updated><title type='text'>Girls Need to Realize</title><content type='html'>saw this as a bulletin posted on Friendster. I found it really cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-*-*-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Guys don't care if you're friends with other guys.But when you're sitting next to us, and some random guy walks into the room and you jump up and tackle him, without even introducing us, yeah, it pisses us off. It doesn't help if you sit there and talk to him for ten minutes without even acknowledging the fact that we're still there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We don't care if a guy calls OR TEXTS you, but at 2 in the morning we do get a little concerned. Nothing is that important at 2 a.m. that it can't wait till the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, when we tell you you're pretty/beautiful/gorgeous/cute/stunning, we freaking mean it. Don't tell us we're wrong. We'll stop trying to convince you. The sexiest thing about a girl is confidence. Yeah, you can quote me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't be mad when we hold the door open. Take advantage of the mood I'm in. Let us pay for you! Don't "feel bad," we enjoy doing it. It's expected. Smile and say "thank you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kiss us when no one's watching. If you kiss us when you know somebody's looking, we'll be more impressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't have to get dressed up for us. If we're going out with you in the first place, you don't have to feel the need to wear the shortest skirt you have or put on every kind of makeup you own. We like you for who you are and not what you are. Honestly, i think a girl looks more beautiful when she's just in her pj's or my shirt and boxers, not all dolled up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't take everything we say seriously. [=))] Sarcasm is a beautiful thing. See the beauty in it. Don't get angry easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop using magazines/media as your bible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Don't talk about how hot Chris Brown, Brad Pitt, or Jesse McCartney is in front of us". It's boring, and we don't care. You have friends for that. Whatever happened to the word "handsome"/"beautiful." I'd be utterly stunned by a girl who greeted me with "Hey handsome!" instead of "Hey baby/stud/cutie/sexy" or whatever&lt;br /&gt;else you can think of. on the other hand I'm not saying i wouldn't like it ether ; )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girls, I cannot stress this enough: if you aren't being treated right by a guy, don't wait for him to change. Ditch his sorry ASS, he's a disgrace to the male population and find someone who will treat you with respect you deserve.&lt;br /&gt;Someone who will honor your morals.&lt;br /&gt;Someone who will make you smile when you're at your lowest.&lt;br /&gt;Someone who will care for you even when you make mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;Someone who will love you, no matter how bad you make them feel.&lt;br /&gt;Someone who will stop what they're doing just to look you in the eyes....and say "i  love you" ..and actually mean it.&lt;br /&gt;Give the nice guys a chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every guy who isn't a jerk will agree with this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*Holding Hands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Girls :&lt;/span&gt;If you want to hold his hand, gently bump into it a couple of times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Guys : &lt;/span&gt;Grab it if it happens more than once!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*Cuddling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Girls : &lt;/span&gt;When you want to cuddle with him, tell him you're cold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Guys : &lt;/span&gt;Automatically move closer to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*Loving each other&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Guys :&lt;/span&gt; When she tells you she loves you, look deep into her eyes, give her a peck on the lips, and tell her you love her too... And mean it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*Laying below the stars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Girls :&lt;/span&gt; When you're both laying under the stars, put your head on his chest and close your eyes as you listen to his steady heart beat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Guys &lt;/span&gt;: Whisper in her ear and link your hands with hers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-*-*-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so guys, is it all true?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SB3sBNcJUuI/AAAAAAAAAMY/lJWJiw5ArjM/s1600-h/happy.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SB3sBNcJUuI/AAAAAAAAAMY/lJWJiw5ArjM/s320/happy.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196569050587157218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/141386286316411382-3133518738810240281?l=starrynite90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/feeds/3133518738810240281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141386286316411382&amp;postID=3133518738810240281&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/3133518738810240281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/3133518738810240281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/2008/05/girls-need-to-realize.html' title='Girls Need to Realize'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02444529497806345886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Se8Y1gcPVzI/AAAAAAAAAgI/2nOSJbaXUzs/S220/Amsterdam+110.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SB3sBNcJUuI/AAAAAAAAAMY/lJWJiw5ArjM/s72-c/happy.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141386286316411382.post-5816966777306461429</id><published>2008-05-03T11:33:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T11:42:42.139+01:00</updated><title type='text'>That Old Pair of Jeans - Fat Boy Slim</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sewcHytAt3M&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sewcHytAt3M&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soo cool!! he reminds me of the guy in Happy Days, Henry Winkler as the Fonz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://blog.miragestudio7.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/07/renzo_piano_henry_winkler.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://blog.miragestudio7.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/07/renzo_piano_henry_winkler.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;but after more research, its actually Chris Bliss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.aacdatlanta.com/images/portraits/Bliss.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 171px; height: 251px;" src="http://www.aacdatlanta.com/images/portraits/Bliss.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still say he looks more like the Fonz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;(ellie needs a life)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/141386286316411382-5816966777306461429?l=starrynite90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/feeds/5816966777306461429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141386286316411382&amp;postID=5816966777306461429&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/5816966777306461429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/5816966777306461429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/2008/05/that-old-pair-of-jeans-fat-boy-slim.html' title='That Old Pair of Jeans - Fat Boy Slim'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02444529497806345886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Se8Y1gcPVzI/AAAAAAAAAgI/2nOSJbaXUzs/S220/Amsterdam+110.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141386286316411382.post-4203676228588338099</id><published>2008-04-30T19:08:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T11:27:42.591Z</updated><title type='text'>Jealous?</title><content type='html'>Jealous? ME?! of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;him?! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO. couldnt b. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;nverrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;he's not even mine. i dont own him.. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(even tho he says i do..)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;psh.. tricked into believing &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;stupid lies&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;false compliments&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;tzz. ellie ellie.. u just let urself get hurt like this.. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;no. im not talkin about who u think im talkin about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-*-*-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;ive got my offer from Carleton University, Canada. :D yay!! first offer from canada. duno if im gonna go or not. overall Canada will b WAYY cheaper than UK but.. i dunno if the course will b better.. and i hear some ppl say tht canada, esp around ottawa, is just rlly dull and boring :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carleton? the campus &lt;a href="http://www.admissions.carleton.ca/tours/vtour/"&gt;virtual tour&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SBi62NcJUrI/AAAAAAAAAMA/Dk-2a3YfxIo/s1600-h/New+Picture.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 487px; height: 292px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SBi62NcJUrI/AAAAAAAAAMA/Dk-2a3YfxIo/s320/New+Picture.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195107610655281842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-*-*-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;In lit class today we were talkin about the purpose Churchill was trying to make.. and in the end, the overall conclusion is that there is no such thing as perfect contentment because as humans, we will always be comparing ourselves to other people. one character, Griselda, was perfectly content with her situation until she heard the other character's stories, which is only when doubt enters her mind.. so if all humans were equal, in a socialist society, and there was no competition and comparisons, then everyone would b happy.. but then there would b no development in the world.. and we'd b stuck in one era. so wat then? do we strive for contentment and happiness or do we strive to improve ourselves and the world we live in? its arguable.. since the main purpose of improving and bettering ourselves is so that we can find happiness. its just all one big circle... and bcuz we are human.. we are nvr gonna settle for being equal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think we should give up. because essentially, there is no such thing as happiness and there is no such thing as success because in the end, we're all alone and there will always be something we need to give up and miss out on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;oh a very side note... i keep seeing him in my dreams, even when i try distracting myself with other things &gt;.&lt;" someone save me.. im startin to rlly need him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SBi9qNcJUsI/AAAAAAAAAMI/DNQ6PJn2-Zk/s1600-h/cant+help.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SBi9qNcJUsI/AAAAAAAAAMI/DNQ6PJn2-Zk/s320/cant+help.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195110703031734978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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/141386286316411382-4203676228588338099?l=starrynite90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/feeds/4203676228588338099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141386286316411382&amp;postID=4203676228588338099&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/4203676228588338099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/4203676228588338099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/2008/05/jealous.html' title='Jealous?'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02444529497806345886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Se8Y1gcPVzI/AAAAAAAAAgI/2nOSJbaXUzs/S220/Amsterdam+110.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/SBi62NcJUrI/AAAAAAAAAMA/Dk-2a3YfxIo/s72-c/New+Picture.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141386286316411382.post-2703311932481146456</id><published>2008-04-27T16:32:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T16:58:04.908+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Bullshit Somemore</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.nerdtests.com/ft_dead.php?im"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nerdtests.com/ft_dead.php?im"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.nerdtests.com/images/ft/dead.php?val=8684" alt="I am going to die at 87.  When are you? Click here to find out!" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;Interesting Fact #1:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;       Eunuchs are &lt;strong&gt;MOST&lt;/strong&gt; likely to be threatened by the mafia.      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;      &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;Interesting Fact #2:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;       Guys are &lt;strong&gt;10% MORE &lt;/strong&gt; likely than gals to answer random math questions.      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;      &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;Interesting Fact #3:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;       Guys are &lt;strong&gt;8% MORE&lt;/strong&gt; likely than gals to answer random math questions &lt;strong&gt;CORRECTLY&lt;/strong&gt;.      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;      &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;Interesting Fact #4:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;       Those who claim to "use to have guy parts, but now have gal parts" are predicted to die the &lt;strong&gt;soonest&lt;/strong&gt; at 40; next are eunuchs at 42.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;___&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nerdtests.com/nt2ref.html"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.nerdtests.com/images/badge/nt2/ff661f77f5882a06.png" alt="NerdTests.com says I'm a Non-Nerd.  What are you?  Click here!" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i should be doing by geography homework.. but i dont want to... stupid fucking mcadam! 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Se8Y1gcPVzI/AAAAAAAAAgI/2nOSJbaXUzs/S220/Amsterdam+110.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141386286316411382.post-1199066888887670745</id><published>2008-04-07T19:49:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T11:27:42.700Z</updated><title type='text'>Its Overi</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/R_pzW10-5WI/AAAAAAAAAL4/Z7vrUTviV1M/s1600-h/burns.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/R_pzW10-5WI/AAAAAAAAAL4/Z7vrUTviV1M/s320/burns.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186584757114168674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno.. am i suppose to announce it the world somehow?&lt;br /&gt;but rarely anyone reads this. a blog after all is to post feelings and memories that you can look back later..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its over between me and peter. it ended last friday. i ended it. heh. i really dont hav anything to say.. its just a repetition of history.. the guy does nothing wrong, but my heart closes; guilt floods; and then i begin to feel suffocated and i need to get out. im a bitch. im selfish. i noe. but its the way i was brought up. always tryin to please everyone.. once in awhile, u crack. and ive cracked. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went starbucks with ran today. i was quite distractin her (sorry.. hehe) but we talked about everything thts been happening lately....&lt;br /&gt;we talked about how restrictive my parents are towards me. usually i let this drop.. i dont whine about it cuz i cant change it. but the fact is tht i'd soon be 18. and for once in my life, i want to do something not behind their backs.. and they wont even accept it. and what i want to do isnt even tht bad. hav a drink in front of them. spend the nite at a hotel with friends. something wild that an 18 yr old would b expected to do on ur crossin of adulthood. but i cant.. i noe im expecting too much.. its not tht im missin out on an experience. ive tried alcohol, tried weed, tried clubbing, tried sleeping in the arms of a guy, tried sneakin in ppl, etc. ive tried all a girl at the age of 18 needs to try. but for once.. i want to do something "adult" with their consent. and apparently.. thts asking too much. cant they understand its the 20th century and i need to be apart from them and tht i DONT want to celebrate my 18th with them if they're going to be like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ran says i have alot of disorders. haha its true. i noe im mentally unstable. she says im bordering on suicidal. haha. her theory stemmed from the fact that i cant remember anything from my childhood before grade2 (yr3). i always thot it was normal.. i nvr rlly brought it up with others... but apparently ppl do rmbr their baby-hoods. i told her about how sometimes i feel so empty and so alone. its the feelings that u just cant be bothered about anything anymore.. but u also cant bring urself to end it bcuz there is stil the hope that it will turn out ok in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;poll.. have u ever felt cold from the inside? a chill that u cant get rid of no matter how many blankets u cover urself with; no matter how many sweaters u put on.. ive felt that too many times to count... i just dont noe if there is something wrong with me.. or if its a normal feeling.. from talkin with others.. it doesnt sound normal. especially when the majority of the ppl cannot relate to u. u noe wats the best about drinkin, smoking, weed? its that when ure doing it.. u can forget about all the problems and all the stress in ur life. its a wonderful feeling to be able to not think about how ur life is leadin nowhere. haha. i sound like a druggie. im not.. honestly im not. esp since ive only tried those things once or twice anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wat happened to me? i use to b so different. i use to b genuinely happy with my life... nothing changed all tht drastically... so wat happend? y m i like this now? is the taste of tht other life luring me to darkness but the light is trappin me in a cage and it wont let me escape to the warm of the darkness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;latest song im obsessed with: Somewhere i Belong by Linkin Park. the chorus just really strikes me emotionally...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt; I wanna heal, I wanna feel what I thought was never real &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; I wanna let go of the pain I’ve held so long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; (Erase all the pain till it’s gone)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; I wanna heal, I wanna feel like I’m close to something real&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; I wanna find something I’ve wanted all along &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; Somewhere I belong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;haha. ok.. im seriously getting closer and closer to this border of depression. i need to let go. i cant drag anyone else down with me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apparently i cant love. thats ok. i wont get hurt. but if thats the case, the guy will. so unless u arent lookin for love. then come find me. cuz im ready to get played. im ready to get treated like shit. come find me. haha. ellie is currently single and looking for a fling that will warm me thru this cold time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/141386286316411382-1199066888887670745?l=starrynite90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/feeds/1199066888887670745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141386286316411382&amp;postID=1199066888887670745&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/1199066888887670745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/1199066888887670745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/2008/04/its-overi.html' title='Its Overi'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02444529497806345886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Se8Y1gcPVzI/AAAAAAAAAgI/2nOSJbaXUzs/S220/Amsterdam+110.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/R_pzW10-5WI/AAAAAAAAAL4/Z7vrUTviV1M/s72-c/burns.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141386286316411382.post-5907109443423941620</id><published>2008-03-29T19:42:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-12-10T11:27:42.881Z</updated><title type='text'>Study Leave</title><content type='html'>study study study. bleck. break time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed allowscriptaccess="never" allownetworking="internal" enablejavascript="false" src="http://dna.imagini.net/friends/swf/widget_wishes_small.swf" quality="best" bgcolor="#000000" name="widget" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" flashvars="p1=Picture6_12.jpg Video Games TV Ad's http://videogames.yahoo.com/ongoingfeature?eid=516738&amp;amp;page=0?top10cheesiestgames&amp;amp;p2=Picture7_13.jpg Unicorn Watching http://www.lair2000.net/Unicorn_Dreams/Unicorn_Watching/Unicorn_Watching.html&amp;amp;p3=Picture25jpg.jpg Transparent Screens http://www.flickr.com/photos/w00kie/sets/180637/show/&amp;amp;p4=74227009.jpg The Hundred Greatest Theorems http://personal.stevens.edu/~nkahl/Top100Theorems.html&amp;amp;p5=the_building_1jpg.jpg The Guggenheim http://www.guggenheim.org/&amp;amp;p6=Picture18jpg.jpg South Park Sketch http://www.comedycentral.com/shows/south_park/index.jhtml&amp;amp;p7=2004_134_1103b.jpg Our Radiant World http://www.antilimit.com/&amp;amp;p8=Picture1b.jpg Multiplication Trick http://www.glumbert.com/media/multiply&amp;amp;p9=CCTRIP2_09b.jpg Mr Lee Cat Cam http://www.mr-lee-catcam.de/index.htm&amp;amp;p10=Picture20_1.jpg Mr Bean - the Invisible Man http://www.metacafe.com/watch/165303/mr_bean_invisible_man/&amp;amp;p11=Picture1_4.jpg Metro Blogging http://www.metroblogging.com/&amp;amp;p12=Picture11jpg.jpg Learn to Detect Lies 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http://www.moma.org/&amp;amp;bgcolor=##000000&amp;amp;urlbase=http://dna.imagini.net/friends/products/&amp;amp;imgbase=&amp;amp;userhome=http://friends.imagini.net/@2320335-6b2a" align="middle" height="320" width="375"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-top: 1px solid rgb(150, 150, 150); padding: 5px 0pt 0pt; width: 375px; height: 20px; margin-top: 0px; background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://friends.imagini.net/@2320335-6b2a" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Read my VisualDNA&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:10;" &gt;™&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;a href="http://imagini.net/" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Get your own VisualDNA™&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i also did this visual test to find out wat my love type was. hehe i got wistful soul. there is unfortunately no widget for me to put in here.. so i'll tell u about it. u can just skip if ure lazy to read. haha i think it sounds quite true. check it out at: &lt;a href="http://youniverse.com/love"&gt;http://youniverse.com/love&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tell me wat u get :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my result:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ownerImages" class="imgSels"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 style="text-align: center;"&gt;starrynite90 : WISTFUL SOUL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h4&gt;    &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://resources.youniverse.com/RESIZE_08C02076.jpg" alt="" class="imgSel" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://resources.youniverse.com/RESIZE_-485702FC.jpg" alt="" class="imgSel" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://resources.youniverse.com/RESIZE_-7A45FA42.jpg" alt="" class="imgSel" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://resources.youniverse.com/RESIZE_5189D9BF.jpg" alt="" class="imgSel" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://resources.youniverse.com/RESIZE_584F2D58.jpg" alt="" class="imgSel" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://resources.youniverse.com/RESIZE_-6C93F9D3.jpg" alt="" class="imgSel" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://resources.youniverse.com/RESIZE_357ECB7C.jpg" alt="" class="imgSel" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://resources.youniverse.com/RESIZE_-378CFDF4.jpg" alt="" class="imgSel" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://resources.youniverse.com/RESIZE_46F1184D.jpg" alt="" class="imgSel" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://resources.youniverse.com/RESIZE_-449494D2.jpg" alt="" class="imgSel" border="0" /&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;About&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You're someone who doesn't have much luck in the romance department. You've got such a lot of love to give but it keeps getting lost in transit. You probably think that it was about time that you had your share of romance. But if you were lucky in love, would you really be happy? Have you ever thought that maybe a part of you actually enjoys pining for the one you love...?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; [...could actually be true.. O.o] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If you really want your fair share of love, perhaps you need to set your sights on a more realistic object of affection?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Your Emotions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You are a deeply emotional person. So sometimes you cant help feeling disappointment and frustration when thing don't go your way in affairs of the heart. Maybe you feel you deserve some more love in your life. Love is your life-blood.&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[TOO TRUE] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It fills you with energy and makes you feel positive about the world. You'd like to have more of it in your life. Right now you feel overwhelmed by affairs of the heart. It could all be getting a bit too much. Perhaps its time to pull back a little and reconnect with yourself... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[is it time for me to pull back?]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Perceptions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The world can be a very lonely place when love isn't going the way you'd like. You'd like nothing more than to just feel completely natural with the one you love. It would be so special if you could sneak away with them and find a quiet place just the two of you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[aww. i would love tht &lt;3]&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That would beat all the heartache you seem to put yourself through. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[i do put myself thru alot of heartache for no reason]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Your choice of animal reflects a very lustful sensual nature. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[hahahhaa i'm so lusty ;)]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You often remain detached from those around you. You are a true pleasure seeker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Aspirations&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You're a real romantic at heart. Sometimes you actually quite enjoy a spot of heartache. Pining for the one you love can be good for the should and for the creative spirit! The physical side of love is essential to you. &lt;/span&gt;[seems to contradict the current relationship i'm in. lol] &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Touching really helps you connect with the one you love. You dream of being reunited with the one you love. After all, you're a caring soul. For you, a healthy relationship is one where you can lean on each other when the going gets tough. True love is about taking the rough with the smooth. After all, you're in this together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah well. anywho. its 4:30am and i cant slp... i watched a bit of Coffee Prince. its sooo cute. hehe. recommended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s. i have to stop letting fb distract me &gt;.&lt;"  &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/R-6m7l0-5VI/AAAAAAAAALw/rLXvLooa0sM/s1600-h/brain-cell.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/R-6m7l0-5VI/AAAAAAAAALw/rLXvLooa0sM/s320/brain-cell.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183263763846849874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BE NICE. TAG ME :]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/141386286316411382-5907109443423941620?l=starrynite90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/feeds/5907109443423941620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141386286316411382&amp;postID=5907109443423941620&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/5907109443423941620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/5907109443423941620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/2008/03/study-leave.html' title='Study Leave'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02444529497806345886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Se8Y1gcPVzI/AAAAAAAAAgI/2nOSJbaXUzs/S220/Amsterdam+110.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/R-6m7l0-5VI/AAAAAAAAALw/rLXvLooa0sM/s72-c/brain-cell.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141386286316411382.post-2612657243472310880</id><published>2008-03-23T11:31:00.004Z</published><updated>2008-03-23T11:49:28.289Z</updated><title type='text'>My new watch</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.blowers-jewellers.co.uk/images2/watch_images/watches_franck_muller/franck_muller_color_dreams_crazy_hours_7851_ch.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.blowers-jewellers.co.uk/images2/watch_images/watches_franck_muller/franck_muller_color_dreams_crazy_hours_7851_ch.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE IT. ITS SO COOLLLLL~&lt;br /&gt;Franck Muller&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This whimsical watch features mixed-up hours on the face. The hour hand jumps to indicate the proper hour, while the minute hand functions as normal.&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/141386286316411382-2612657243472310880?l=starrynite90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/feeds/2612657243472310880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141386286316411382&amp;postID=2612657243472310880&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/2612657243472310880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/2612657243472310880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/2008/03/my-new-watch.html' title='My new watch'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02444529497806345886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Se8Y1gcPVzI/AAAAAAAAAgI/2nOSJbaXUzs/S220/Amsterdam+110.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141386286316411382.post-6411230329428851914</id><published>2008-03-10T13:36:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-03-10T14:11:36.008Z</updated><title type='text'>Uni Apps</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;so i gave up applyin to US.. and with my rlly shitty Washington App Personal Statement, i doubt they'll accept me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i've got 4 offers from UK.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Kent&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.chatham-maritime.co.uk/photos/uni-02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.chatham-maritime.co.uk/photos/uni-02.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Kingston&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hrpakistan.com/images/EditorImages/104.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.hrpakistan.com/images/EditorImages/104.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Westminster&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lsc.ac/images/courses/centres/london-harrow/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.lsc.ac/images/courses/centres/london-harrow/2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Middlesex &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mdx.ac/imgs/Mansion_MDX.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.mdx.ac/imgs/Mansion_MDX.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(i think ive got the pictures mixed up :p)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i need to pick 2... Kent is my first choice... but which should be my second? its a tie between Westminster and Kingston.. the problem with Kingston is that the course i've applied to, it is not a straight journalism course but a Journalism and Media Cultural Studies course... but it'd be a nicer place to live than Westminster. Westminster's campus is far north of london so i won't be in the centre of london... and one of the exgis students said the place is dull... but i rlly like the course and the interviewer who would be the teacher as well, sounded really nice and a good teacher..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so... course or place? i dun wanna regret the final choice :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AND&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WHERE THE HELL are those stupid acknowledgement letters from canada so i can start sending off my documents!! how long can it takeeeee??? speakin of late documents, Kent is suppose to send me a course package which i havent recieved either... =.=" PLZ PLZ PLZ.. Malaysian mail PLZ PLZ PLZ be reliable. at least while i need those documents!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-*-*-*-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my mocks are soon. i HAVE to pass. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://pawpathlittermat.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2006/08/bambi_withbook.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://pawpathlittermat.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2006/08/bambi_withbook.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/141386286316411382-6411230329428851914?l=starrynite90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/feeds/6411230329428851914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141386286316411382&amp;postID=6411230329428851914&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/6411230329428851914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/6411230329428851914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/2008/03/uni-apps.html' title='Uni Apps'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02444529497806345886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Se8Y1gcPVzI/AAAAAAAAAgI/2nOSJbaXUzs/S220/Amsterdam+110.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141386286316411382.post-3552134378046191395</id><published>2008-02-27T09:23:00.007Z</published><updated>2008-12-10T11:27:43.192Z</updated><title type='text'>Fuckers, trying to ruin my life</title><content type='html'>FUCKERS. my house got broken into last tuesday. my dad sed we might hav lost about RM50,000 and tht's just wat was in the safe and my mom's jewelry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they lugged open my auto gate and the pryed off the lock on my grill door and crowbarred the wooden door open. the investigators sed there were at least 3 ppl cuz there were 3 crowbar marks on the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/R8U5xKkBj8I/AAAAAAAAAK4/h325PMD_8PQ/s1600-h/19022008(006).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171603263916707778" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/R8U5xKkBj8I/AAAAAAAAAK4/h325PMD_8PQ/s320/19022008(006).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/R8U6uKkBj-I/AAAAAAAAALI/BRnO3MK_ZIE/s1600-h/19022008(008).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171604311888728034" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/R8U6uKkBj-I/AAAAAAAAALI/BRnO3MK_ZIE/s320/19022008(008).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171603775017816018" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/R8U6O6kBj9I/AAAAAAAAALA/KxfTSd3NGYw/s320/19022008(007).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;nothing downstairs was touched. they headed straight for the master bedroom and ransacked the place. i think they were lookin for the safe's key. cuz instead of openin the thing, they just manually removed the whole thing. my parents blanket is gone. so i think they used tht to tow it away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they stole me and my brother's computer. they left my dad's laptop behind tho.. they had acutally already packed it and had left it in my brother's room. .they probably saw my brother's laptop as well as mine and just decided it was better to just take me and my bros. duno if cuz its too old... my cousin's (who's stayin wif us) Mac didnt get stolen. which is quite annoyin =.=" its probably bcuz they didnt hav enuf time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all my stuff is in tht laptop!! my passwords, conversations, school work. gawddd. :( they took my ipod too.. well, it wasnt rlly workin tht well and the thing is like 3 yrs old.. but still!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the plus side, none of us were home so no one got hurt. they also didnt take my angpao money, allowance or the digi cam. i gues they couldnt find it or they ran out of time keke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just sent off my canadian apps. i think im not gonna bother applyin to US. im just so lazy to do the whole process. ive got 2 offers from UK. so i should wait for canada's opinion of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was our own little theme day at school. all the girls dressed in an international costume. i dun own a cheong sam so i wore a baju kurung which was FREAKING see thru.. so i just wore it for the free period and then changed. PICS! (once someone uploads some nice ones on fb)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took a quiz frm bbc. got it off flory's blog. im a peacemaker. true?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Summary of Peacemakers &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Value personal freedom&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Particularly sensitive to the feelings of others &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Think of themselves as steady, gentle and sympathetic &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Others may mistake their quiet nature for weakness &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;More about Peacemakers&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Peacemakers&lt;/em&gt; focus on the present and enjoy helping others in practical ways. They are sensitive to the world around them and take quiet joy from people and nature, particularly animals. &lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peacemakers&lt;/em&gt; value close relationships, but it may take time for others to get to know them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peacemakers&lt;/em&gt; are the most likely group to say they dislike reading history books, according to a UK survey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peacemakers&lt;/em&gt; live by a set of personal values, which they work hard to reflect in their everyday life. They would rather support an activity than organise it. When they do find themselves in leadership positions, they observe quietly and lead by example.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In situations where they can't use their talents or are unappreciated, &lt;em&gt;Peacemakers&lt;/em&gt; may withdraw and become self-critical. Under extreme stress, &lt;em&gt;Peacemakers &lt;/em&gt;may become even more critical of themselves and others and make harsh judgements about minor issues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peacemakers&lt;/em&gt; tend to show someone how much they care about them by helping them in a practical way rather than putting their feelings into words. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Peacemaker Careers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Peacemakers &lt;/em&gt;are often drawn to jobs that allow them to serve others and require close attention to detail.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bbc.co.uk/science/humanbody/mind/surveys/whatamilike/index.shtml"&gt;http://www.bbc.co.uk/science/humanbody/mind/surveys/whatamilike/index.shtml&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/141386286316411382-3552134378046191395?l=starrynite90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/feeds/3552134378046191395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141386286316411382&amp;postID=3552134378046191395&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/3552134378046191395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/3552134378046191395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/2008/02/fuckers-trying-to-ruin-my-life.html' title='Fuckers, trying to ruin my life'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02444529497806345886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Se8Y1gcPVzI/AAAAAAAAAgI/2nOSJbaXUzs/S220/Amsterdam+110.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/R8U5xKkBj8I/AAAAAAAAAK4/h325PMD_8PQ/s72-c/19022008(006).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141386286316411382.post-3806980456677146267</id><published>2008-02-11T13:42:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-02-11T13:48:00.061Z</updated><title type='text'>Bad Luck Day</title><content type='html'>bad luck from the beginning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walk into school and first thing i do is trip on the stairs. great another scar to add to my collection&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right now i feel... sick.&lt;br /&gt;i have a 38.1 degree Celsius fever&lt;br /&gt;i have a sore throat&lt;br /&gt;i have a lot of unfinished homework&lt;br /&gt;i have a horrible headache that refuses to go away&lt;br /&gt;i have weak legs from the fall - again&lt;br /&gt;i lack from sleep and still cannot sleep until my work is done... :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a happier note... HERO and MAX are SOOOO ADORABLEE. this made me smile :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kHmmtyxVnmk&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kHmmtyxVnmk&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/141386286316411382-3806980456677146267?l=starrynite90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/feeds/3806980456677146267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141386286316411382&amp;postID=3806980456677146267&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/3806980456677146267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/3806980456677146267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/2008/02/bad-luck-day.html' title='Bad Luck Day'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02444529497806345886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Se8Y1gcPVzI/AAAAAAAAAgI/2nOSJbaXUzs/S220/Amsterdam+110.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141386286316411382.post-6689556782881796213</id><published>2008-01-15T09:51:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-15T10:26:05.180Z</updated><title type='text'>Uni Apps</title><content type='html'>I AM DONE wif applying to UK.&lt;br /&gt;DONE with applyin to Uni of Washington, Seattle&lt;br /&gt;and DONE with my personal statements.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now wat do i have left?&lt;br /&gt;* canadian uni's - march 1 deadline&lt;br /&gt;* uni of florida - march 1 deadline&lt;br /&gt;* butler uni - feb 1 deadline&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nghh.. can't wait till im done wif all this university shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;UK&lt;/span&gt;, i'm applying to:&lt;br /&gt;* Uni of Sheffield&lt;br /&gt;* Uni of Westminster&lt;br /&gt;* Uni of Kent&lt;br /&gt;* Kingston Uni London&lt;br /&gt;* Middlesex Uni&lt;br /&gt;* Brunel (?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;US&lt;/span&gt;, i'm applying to:&lt;br /&gt;* Uni of Washington&lt;br /&gt;* Butler Uni&lt;br /&gt;* Uni of Florida&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Canada&lt;/span&gt;, i'm applying to:&lt;br /&gt;* Uni of Western Ontario&lt;br /&gt;* Concordia Uni&lt;br /&gt;* Ottawa Uni&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh. still so much to do.. and for Canada and US i need to apply to them separately, as well as keeping up with my school work. =.=" someone kill me now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;owh.. and my backup, if i get rejected from all... is to... apply to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Australia&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i'm applying to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;FOUR &lt;/span&gt;different countries. ONE place has to accept me, rite?&lt;br /&gt;i'm mainly aiming for Canada, cuz baby is there. but if i cant... then well, i'll cross that bridge when i get there :s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.shalinor.com/cutest_bunny.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 264px; height: 177px;" src="http://www.shalinor.com/cutest_bunny.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/141386286316411382-6689556782881796213?l=starrynite90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/feeds/6689556782881796213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141386286316411382&amp;postID=6689556782881796213&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/6689556782881796213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/6689556782881796213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/2008/01/uni-apps.html' title='Uni Apps'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02444529497806345886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Se8Y1gcPVzI/AAAAAAAAAgI/2nOSJbaXUzs/S220/Amsterdam+110.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141386286316411382.post-8428541988333047136</id><published>2008-01-06T12:47:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-06T13:01:45.990Z</updated><title type='text'>Stolen off Son's blog</title><content type='html'>i should supposedly be doing my econs work... I WILL do it after i finish this :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. Name one person who made you laugh last night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. What were you doing at 0800?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sleeping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3. What were you doing 30 minutes ago?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;helping mom wash dishes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4. What happened to you in 2006?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first real boyfriend. first clubbing experience. my sweet 16. loads. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5. What was the last thing you said out loud?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;was singing to Bless the Broken Road by Rascal Flatts&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. How many beverages did you have today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;water, juice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7. What colour is your hairbrush?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;red&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8. What was the last thing you paid for?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;manicure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;9. Where were you last night?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dinner at home wif family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10. What colour is your front door?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;room door or house front door? room door is baby blue. house door is brown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;11. Where do you keep your change?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my LV wallet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;12. What's the weather like today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rainy and stormy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;13. What's the best ice-cream flavour?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;three way tie between rum raisin, cookies and creme, and cookie dough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;14. What excites you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alot of things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;15. Do you want to cut your hair?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mm.. wanna try and new hair style but scared i'll regret it later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;16. Are you over the age of 25?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nopee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;17. Do you talk a lot?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kinda. not really. maybe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;18. Do you watch the O.C?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;use to.. not anymore. stopped after season 1 haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;19. Do you know anyone named Steven?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yepp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;20. Do you make your own words?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*nod nod*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;21. Are you a jealous person?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes. but i try not to show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;22. Name a friend whose name starts with the letter 'A'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adrian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;23. Name a friend whose name starts with the letter 'K'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;24. Who's the first person on your received call list?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random stranger..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;25. What does the last text message you received say?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"can you talk? lazy to type la..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;26. Do you chew on the straw?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;27. Do you have curly hair?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nopee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;28. What's the next place you're going to?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school tmr. yuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;29. Who's the rudest person in your life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my brother comes up quite close&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;30. What was the last thing you ate?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oranges&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;31. Will you get married in the future?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when the time is right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;32. What was the best movie you've seen in past 2 weeks?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no reservations&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;33. Is there anyone you like right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yarr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;34. When was the last time you did the dishes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;35. Are you currently depressed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not rlly.. unless i startin thinkin about uni apps. thts a different story&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;36. Did you cry today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;37. Why did you answer and post this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cuz i havent had a survey on my blog in awhile and i am procrastinating my hw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now.. hw time? hmmm.. nah. me go shower first. hehehehe. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/141386286316411382-8428541988333047136?l=starrynite90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/feeds/8428541988333047136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141386286316411382&amp;postID=8428541988333047136&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/8428541988333047136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/8428541988333047136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/2008/01/stolen-off-sons-blog.html' title='Stolen off Son&apos;s blog'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02444529497806345886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Se8Y1gcPVzI/AAAAAAAAAgI/2nOSJbaXUzs/S220/Amsterdam+110.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141386286316411382.post-5444731300828232780</id><published>2008-01-04T14:22:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-12-10T11:27:43.425Z</updated><title type='text'>Backtrack 2007</title><content type='html'>new lay? like?&lt;br /&gt;i noe.. the pictures overlap the borders. bleck. oh wellz. so hard to find the PERFECT skin nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can you believe it? 2007 is over. so quickly. not ready at all.&lt;br /&gt;this year has been.. eventful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;brought in the new 2007 with caryn, maddie and the guys at the curve.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;shisha'd for the first time at hartamas wif &lt;span&gt;ji min, maddie, muyo, caryn n sonia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span&gt;got addicted to o2jam. temporarily. stopped now. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;started going out with dana. jan 29.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;signed up for facebook. and now a admitted addict. =P&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;broke up wif dana. duno date.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;met veon.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;officially over WM.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;went crazy on the last day for ex-year13s. and screamed "KIT YOU'RE REALLY CUTE" &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ds57bhpXVMU"&gt;[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ds57bhpXVMU]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;at the same time also went around and took pics wif all the ex-year 13 "cute" guys&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;AS Exams. shit results.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;beat nicole in the friendster "most views" competition. whoo~ =P&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;met hwai jeh&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;started blogger -june 21 '07-&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;celebrated my 17th at equatorial wif nicole&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;climbed mt.kinabalu and SUCCEEDED [with a little bit of help] !!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;jumping rope left =(&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;met jiayuan&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;started obsession with matsumoto jun. stopped already.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;paintball with nicole and her friends&lt;/li&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;and then celebrated merdeka with them at curve. beautiful fireworks =D&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;and then after tht slpt over at nic's place and then movie and bowling with jiayuan and veon.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;started year 13&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;edwin and clare&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;slid down the freakin stairs. scars still there =.=&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;black eyed peas concert!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;thimun conference&lt;/li&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;met peter&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;hooked up wif peter -nov 27 '07-&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;grease musical&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;prom&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;christmas in singapore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well... school is starting on th 7th.&lt;br /&gt;oh.. i got a new phone. neither of which i was hoping for... but stil nice. the nokia 6120 classic. pink. limited edition. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.interstar.ua/mobile/img/phones/nokia_6120_classic_add_35.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 280px; height: 293px;" src="http://www.interstar.ua/mobile/img/phones/nokia_6120_classic_add_35.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just imagine that pink.&lt;br /&gt;yeap. i love my new phone =D got special cam whore feature ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got my xmas gift frm nicole yesterday too. so preettyyy~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/R35Jk13s4xI/AAAAAAAAAKY/v9SVIqv1JJg/s1600-h/03012008%28014%29-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/R35Jk13s4xI/AAAAAAAAAKY/v9SVIqv1JJg/s400/03012008%28014%29-001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151635921043251986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and today i received a special package. all the way from taiwan. hehe. his new yrs gift came in today. he got me this really nice ring wif an engravin on the inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/R35JYF3s4vI/AAAAAAAAAKI/LEsvuUa6sD0/s1600-h/New+yrs+gift.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 262px; height: 196px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/R35JYF3s4vI/AAAAAAAAAKI/LEsvuUa6sD0/s400/New+yrs+gift.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151635701999919858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/R35Jkl3s4wI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/WQYhrMoZ48w/s1600-h/04012008%28019%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 270px; height: 202px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/R35Jkl3s4wI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/WQYhrMoZ48w/s400/04012008%28019%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151635916748284674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;thats 2007 gone before any of us knew it. wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;good bye 2007, welcome 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope its gonna be a great year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/141386286316411382-5444731300828232780?l=starrynite90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/feeds/5444731300828232780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141386286316411382&amp;postID=5444731300828232780&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/5444731300828232780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/5444731300828232780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/2008/01/backtrack-2007.html' title='Backtrack 2007'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02444529497806345886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Se8Y1gcPVzI/AAAAAAAAAgI/2nOSJbaXUzs/S220/Amsterdam+110.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/R35Jk13s4xI/AAAAAAAAAKY/v9SVIqv1JJg/s72-c/03012008%28014%29-001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141386286316411382.post-4165868924614088191</id><published>2007-12-27T15:56:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-12-27T16:43:20.435Z</updated><title type='text'>Singapore</title><content type='html'>i am in love. yes, peter, someone else has stolen my heart. it was love at first sight. true unrequited love. oh woe is i, y must he be so untouchable. so out of reach. if only, if only. his qualities.. so perfect. his hidden side.. so slick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want need him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lemme introduce u to my one and only. meet Nokia N81. slide phone, 3G, radio, mp3, camera in the back and in the front, 2GB storage and best of all...&lt;br /&gt;ITS PURPLEEEE~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.mobilephone-review.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/08/nokia-n81-grid.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://www.mobilephone-review.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/08/nokia-n81-grid.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;costing about RM1700, it is way out of my budget (which is under RM1000 btw)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so..i hav settled for a fake, a clone. the nokia 5610. haha ok ok. not rlly a fake and its quite cool. and this too is over my budget but wif a little bit of beggin.. it MIGHT just b mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;girls fall head over heels in love with clothing and accessories. i, on the other hand, fall for electronics =s mwhehehe. well i dun care. i just want the nokia N81. someone wanna be a santa and get it for me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i suppose in a few yrs the price should drop... should i wait? i duno if i can...&lt;br /&gt;___&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, back from singapore with the family. was there from the 23rd to the 27th.. oh before i forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MERRY belated CHRISTMAS TO EVERYONEE~!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we did wat all tourists do. signed up for some tours . the DUCKtours and the HiPPOtours, oh, and the RHiNOtours too.... the DUCKtours is a waste of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to see all the sights, the merlion, riverside point, fountain of wealth, orchard, sentosa, etc.. some places we went to just reminded me of memories of the MUN time in singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there were having these new year activities where u write down ur wishes on this inflatable ball and then they will throw them into marina bay for the new year's celebration. so the family and i wrote down our wishes on the ball. and when the parents werent lookin, i put down a wish for me and peter too :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there were also these golden little circular cards tht u could write your wish down on those too. yea.. we wrote for that too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all tht happened at esplande bay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- pictures to be posted -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so.. im bak now. conclusion about singapore? everywhere i look are couples cuddling together.. &gt;.&lt;" even having a bf, its stil quite sad tht he's not there beside me to cuddle too.&lt;br /&gt;___&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of him.. today is our one monthiversary. &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/141386286316411382-4165868924614088191?l=starrynite90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/feeds/4165868924614088191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141386286316411382&amp;postID=4165868924614088191&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/4165868924614088191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/4165868924614088191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/2007/12/singapore.html' title='Singapore'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02444529497806345886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Se8Y1gcPVzI/AAAAAAAAAgI/2nOSJbaXUzs/S220/Amsterdam+110.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141386286316411382.post-2479209936722941034</id><published>2007-12-18T19:55:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-12-18T20:09:55.122Z</updated><title type='text'>Happy Holidays</title><content type='html'>prom was really fun :D was held at the JW Marriot and tho i didnt get to go to the after party at heritage, it was stil cool. they didnt play enuf variety of music tho.. everyone was soooo prtty and the guys all looked very handsome.. i shoulda taken more pix. haha but oh wells. here's a group pic tht was suppose to b taken by the professional photographer but joseph took one wif a camera instead before the professional photo was taken. im not sure who it was tht was cut out :S everyone looks quite demonic haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-a.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sctm/v155/132/22/667945610/n667945610_1902544_6303.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 429px; height: 321px;" src="http://photos-a.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sctm/v155/132/22/667945610/n667945610_1902544_6303.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;as u can kinda see, no one is ready for the photo to b taken yet. :P got to slow dance wif ct, dana and chris. we non-stopped danced wif everyone else on the podium hehe.&lt;br /&gt;more prom photos on facebook. &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=32336&amp;amp;l=cb62f&amp;amp;id=513330448"&gt;my album&lt;/a&gt; has some too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after prom.. went back to my hometown to visit my grandma who's been hospitalized. she's getting better, which is good. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday went 1u wif nic to look for baby's xmas prez and we also met up wif jiayuan and watched Alvin and the Chipmunks. SOOOO CUTEE!!&lt;br /&gt;here is one of their hit single songs. sooo adorablee. totally recommend!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/Z8U7jDOm_f/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/Z8U7jDOm_f/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got some big apple donuts too :D yum yum. gonna go out sometime this week soon too so i can post his present.. ngeh.. hope i do it rite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cute ecard i found online. happy holidays to everyone!!&lt;br /&gt;i'm going spore from the 23rd - 26th Dec. we can mayb meet up if you're there too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.metacafe.com/fplayer/982008/foreverfriends_christmas_present.swf" wmode="transparent" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="345" width="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.metacafe.com/watch/982008/foreverfriends_christmas_present/"&gt;ForeverFriends Christmas Present&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.metacafe.com/"&gt;Click here for more blooper videos&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/141386286316411382-2479209936722941034?l=starrynite90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/feeds/2479209936722941034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141386286316411382&amp;postID=2479209936722941034&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/2479209936722941034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/2479209936722941034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/2007/12/happy-holidays.html' title='Happy Holidays'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02444529497806345886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Se8Y1gcPVzI/AAAAAAAAAgI/2nOSJbaXUzs/S220/Amsterdam+110.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141386286316411382.post-674582391931781622</id><published>2007-12-08T16:08:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-12-10T11:27:43.546Z</updated><title type='text'>New Layout</title><content type='html'>caryn's back. she came bak last sat. (was just too lazy to update) :P&lt;br /&gt;missed her so much. so far only been out twice wif her. but once my holiday starts, i'll b out wif her tonssss more :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-b.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v148/208/100/514764537/n514764537_272577_6238.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 522px; height: 207px;" src="http://photos-b.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v148/208/100/514764537/n514764537_272577_6238.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on skype wif peter now. everyone is so pessimistic about the whole thing. i dun get y. its working perfectly fine even if we are both in two different lands. even mr.mah, who i thot might even be a bit of a sentiment, also said i was just askin to get hurt =.="" bleh.. such an adult. i dun need to hear it. his side as well.. all his frends and his sister too, are tellin him tht we're just both going to get hurt in the end. is it rlly tht impossible for me and him to work out?&lt;br /&gt;watever. i'll b the optimistic one then. this will work and i intend to prove everyone wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/R1rQsq3fXWI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/k4fuhQGxi38/s1600-h/webcammy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/R1rQsq3fXWI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/k4fuhQGxi38/s400/webcammy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141651390436695394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;prom soon :D i got my dress frm tangs. soooo nice. i duno if there is an after party.. i duno if im goin to go. i duno if i wanan go. haha i dunooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to 1u wif nicole and fikri on friday. ate at chilis. was going to meet ron but my dad got pissed  cuz i didnt tell him i was goin to midvalley. so me, nic and fik all took a taxi to mv. durin the taxi ride was when my dad called and when i started freakin out. so we just arrived at mv. sat there in the taxi tryin to figure out wat to do... and then we turned around. hahahhaa. wat a waste. was like sooo close to meetin up wif ron. he's damn disappointed. he was on the phone wif me and whining about how i wasnt gonna get a chance to meet him. got bak home in time. dad wasnt pissed. bleck. wasted. haha i felt like such a party pooper. SORRY NIC AND FIKRI :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh. i got an MV from peter. he sed its alot like us. haha. the girl is all the way in paris while he's in taiwan. he sed the girl looks like me &gt;.&lt;" but the guy doesnt rlly look like him. damnn :P ah wel. its a nice song too.    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Song For You - Show Luo   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6qaDBKmLpL0&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6qaDBKmLpL0&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/141386286316411382-674582391931781622?l=starrynite90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/feeds/674582391931781622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141386286316411382&amp;postID=674582391931781622&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/674582391931781622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/674582391931781622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/2007/12/new-layout.html' title='New Layout'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02444529497806345886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Se8Y1gcPVzI/AAAAAAAAAgI/2nOSJbaXUzs/S220/Amsterdam+110.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/R1rQsq3fXWI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/k4fuhQGxi38/s72-c/webcammy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141386286316411382.post-8723014905395497067</id><published>2007-11-14T16:55:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-12-10T11:27:44.319Z</updated><title type='text'>Annoyinggg</title><content type='html'>there are 2 traits in certain people that i absolutely CANNOT stand and that is&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; incompetence&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;whining.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im not usually as annoyed with incompetence lately bcuz, well, sometimes i can be too. but some ppl just really annoy me. they always come up to u askin to copy ur hw or some such when they themselves havent even tried. they're jsut too lazy to bother looking at it at all. i dun mind sharing my hw and letting ppl copy it sometimes BUT if they ask me ALL the time and they dont return the favour, they arent learning anything AND they are abusing a friendship. if u r going to copy my hw, at least sometimes i should b given the chance to copy urs, no? isnt it only fair trade. or if u've really tried and u cant understand and then u want to see wat ive done... then i dun mind sharing. BUT some ppl just come up before the class and go "oh have u done such and such hw? can i copy?" and i just wanna scream at them to fuck off cuz they didnt even have the energy to try themselves. and THEN when these ppl end up doing better than u in the test, its completely undeserved. its not jealousy.. its complete unfairness and ingratitude. yes.. ingratitude is also something tht annoys me to hell.. but tht links alot in with the incompetence, so i'll leave tht at tht.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whining is the most baby thing ever. i dont whine. i can honestly say i never seriously whine about something. i do make the occasional complaint and i do play whine sometimes but i never whine whine. i mean if uve alreadi said once tht u r not in a happy position, u DONT NEED to say it again. i noe u r in such and such a position and u feel such and such but u constantly talkin and whinin about it isnt going to help anything or help to get ANYTHING done! instead, it only makes it worse and gets in my way when i m actually trying to do something useful. sittin around and moping doesnt get anything complete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now obviously i hav names in my head to who ive specifying all this rant to... which i obviously cannot mention. but yea. gawd, sometimes i wanna just scream at the person to shut the fuck up, go away and do somethin useful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is probably me just overreacting... the piling of stress has made me hav the frequent headache and the dread-chill... so all this is making me feel like screaming at everyone that gets in my way..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this isnt the first time.. whenever im doin something seriously and ppl get in way and somehow obstruct me, even if they are just kidding, i rlly want to strangle them and tell them to fuck off or help. heh.. im being too emotional. i better start to shut up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141386286316411382.post-9040036686387333119</id><published>2007-11-05T13:36:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-05T14:03:41.109Z</updated><title type='text'>Ellie is Procastinating</title><content type='html'>things i have due for tmr which i SHOULD be doing:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;THIMUN&lt;/li&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;policy statement &amp;amp; research&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;opening speech&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;SC speech&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;resolution&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pow essay on Max's view of family life&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Moore essays on tourism&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Wildgust Chapter 1 Test&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;blehhhhh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Right now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Where are you at?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;my room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Where were you last?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;pasar malam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Are you in a relationship?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;nope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Are you happy? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;overall... i suppose i should be&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;What is the last thing you accomplished? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;finished making the THIMUN note paper&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;What are your plans for the next week?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;next week, monday is holli~ but i have to study :( and the rest of the week i'll be doing MUN and Grease *sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;What are some goals you have? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;dont screw up in THIMUN Singapore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;What are you listening to? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;my neighbor's music.. some jay chou song&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Any regrets?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;try not to think about them&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Eating anything? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;rice, tofu, pork, fish. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Drinking?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;drank tea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Who are you with?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;b style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;no one&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Last person you saw?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;my dad and bro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Next person you'll see?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;my dad and my bro too...?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;How are you feeling?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;cold/lonely&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Mood?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;lazy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;What did you do yesterday?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Grease rehearsal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;The day before? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;SAT 1 and then clare came over and we worked on our resolution.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Today?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;school and then SQUID meeting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Are you independent?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;i dont want to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Do you want kids?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;eventualy perhaps&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Would you be a good parent?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt; i duno.. im probably too lenient&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Do you want to get married?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;eventually. if i find the right guy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Are you/have you ever been a *player*?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;not intentionally :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Favorite restaurants? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;erm.. none in particular.. chillis? yippee cup?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Do you live on your own? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;nope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Do you plan on moving soon?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;maybe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Things you need to buy to move?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;an actual place to move to....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;What do you want for Christmas? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;lots of things. to name a few: black bead necklace, new clubbing clothes, get my iPod and/or laptop fixed, etc...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Halloween plans?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;passed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Tonight plans?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;actually start my hw.. maybe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;How many websites are you a member of? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;aLOT. hi5, friendster, tagged, facebook, myspace, myyearbook, webmate, flixster, bebo, ringo, xanga, blogger, livejournal... and probably some i havent named.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Do you have a car? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;nope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Do you have a job?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;nope&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Are you in school? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;When do you plan on being out of school?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;um.. after uni and masters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;What personality traits are most attractive in your bf/gf? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;if i had one, he would have to be funny and easy to talk to :D (being able to speak good english is a plus)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Physical? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;height (taller than me), nice eyes, nice smile and nice laugh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Can you date more than one person at a time?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt; not unless the person you were dating knows and is okay with dating more than one person&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Can you be in a relationship with more than one person at a time?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;no&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Have you ever cheated? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;in a test, yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Been cheated on? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;i dunno&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;What do you consider cheating?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;kissing, going out with another girl without telling the girlfriend first&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Once a cheater, always a cheater? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;most of the time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;What can someone do to make you feel insecure about a relationship? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;talk to other girls more than they talk to me. tell other people secrets that i dont noe.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;What can someone do to make you feel wanted?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;flirting with me. smiling at me. wanting to be near me. the occasional brush of skin.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;How do you know you like someone?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;im always thinking about them. and there is just this vibe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;How do you know you love someone?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;i don't noe&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Where is your family?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;my brother is in his room. same with dad. my mom is in US. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Where is your best friend? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;at home. online. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;What are you needing right now?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;a guy hug&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Wanting? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;for my hw to disappear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;When will you see your bf next? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;n/a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Last movie you saw? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Because I Said So&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Next movie you want to see? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;The Bee Movie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Last 4 websites you visited? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;hotmail, facebook, xanga, blogger&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Last person you talked to online? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;jon sum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Last compliment recieved?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;... i dont rmbr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Last compliment given?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;i give them all the time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;What are you doing after this is done?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;possibly starting my hw.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;survey gotten from &lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/SURVEYS_yeahh"&gt;SURVEYS_yeahh&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/141386286316411382-9040036686387333119?l=starrynite90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Se8Y1gcPVzI/AAAAAAAAAgI/2nOSJbaXUzs/S220/Amsterdam+110.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141386286316411382.post-8101545395047043638</id><published>2007-11-01T15:34:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-01T17:16:37.024Z</updated><title type='text'>Black Eyed Peas Concert</title><content type='html'>the BEP concert was AWESOME.&lt;br /&gt;my first real live experience with a real life celebrity band.&lt;br /&gt;too lazy to explain ne further. here's some vids. trust me, its way cooler than it looks in vid. the experience was just so worth it.&lt;br /&gt;i saw some teachers there tho. haha. but none of them noe me :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-f4c2c1aaee9b1f87" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" 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href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/feeds/8101545395047043638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141386286316411382&amp;postID=8101545395047043638&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/8101545395047043638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/8101545395047043638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/2007/11/black-eyed-peas-concert.html' title='Black Eyed Peas Concert'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02444529497806345886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Se8Y1gcPVzI/AAAAAAAAAgI/2nOSJbaXUzs/S220/Amsterdam+110.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141386286316411382.post-8045913690364689293</id><published>2007-10-25T17:05:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T11:27:44.707Z</updated><title type='text'>BLACK EYED PEAS!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;gues wat?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna go watch &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;B&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;A&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;K &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;Y&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;D &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;E&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in genting. :D :D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe. my parents bought tickets. i cant wait. Will.i.am is gonna ROCK!! wheee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;shout outs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; (if they even read this blog)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sonia:&lt;/span&gt; HAPPY EARLY BDAY! i wont b able to post an entry up for u on the day. so happy early bday, little niece!! i hav ur prez wif me. dun worry its not a soft toy. haha. will give u when i see u :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/RyDA23RQLDI/AAAAAAAAAJg/4h2uy4kd3bo/s1600-h/son.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/RyDA23RQLDI/AAAAAAAAAJg/4h2uy4kd3bo/s400/son.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125308424729406514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the hot bday gal who is almost legal ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;nicole: &lt;/span&gt;miss u. :( we need to go out before u leave to spore!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SR in general:&lt;/span&gt; i'm gonna b free in december and im going to go out like HELL :D i miss yippie cup and sticker photos. :( :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in december im also gonna start learnin how to drive and mayb even do an internship at a local newspaper. so i'll b a bit busy too... but i havent been out this whole school yr wif frends yet. so its a MUST!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/RyDCJHRQLEI/AAAAAAAAAJo/iuvDRKRwUWs/s1600-h/a2.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/RyDCJHRQLEI/AAAAAAAAAJo/iuvDRKRwUWs/s400/a2.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125309837773646914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/141386286316411382-8045913690364689293?l=starrynite90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/feeds/8045913690364689293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141386286316411382&amp;postID=8045913690364689293&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/8045913690364689293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/8045913690364689293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/2007/10/black-eyed-peas.html' title='BLACK EYED PEAS!!'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02444529497806345886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Se8Y1gcPVzI/AAAAAAAAAgI/2nOSJbaXUzs/S220/Amsterdam+110.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/RyDA23RQLDI/AAAAAAAAAJg/4h2uy4kd3bo/s72-c/son.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141386286316411382.post-2237353564446756769</id><published>2007-10-10T09:58:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T11:27:45.711Z</updated><title type='text'>Dress All Black Day</title><content type='html'>today, just for the fun of it, all us girls dressed in black :D and then just out of chance, some of the guys came in all black as well. haha. even mr.ellis was in all black!! i dun hav a pic of him tho :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/RwyWEMy1LnI/AAAAAAAAAIw/oMzbeOYggF4/s1600-h/black+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/RwyWEMy1LnI/AAAAAAAAAIw/oMzbeOYggF4/s400/black+012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119631875311480434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/RwyWEcy1LoI/AAAAAAAAAI4/Bm3-LGsd3u8/s1600-h/black+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/RwyWEcy1LoI/AAAAAAAAAI4/Bm3-LGsd3u8/s400/black+020.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119631879606447746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/RwyWEsy1LpI/AAAAAAAAAJA/NLu-oLXhxyg/s1600-h/black+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/RwyWEsy1LpI/AAAAAAAAAJA/NLu-oLXhxyg/s400/black+024.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119631883901415058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;thts jon's head in the back, btw. he did tht on purpose. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/RwyWE8y1LqI/AAAAAAAAAJI/pHgDypBUgnk/s1600-h/black+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/RwyWE8y1LqI/AAAAAAAAAJI/pHgDypBUgnk/s400/black+026.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119631888196382370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;jon and skinner came in the same shirt too. but unlike us, they didnt plan it. its been like 4 days in a row alreadi where they wore the same shirt. haha. damn chun..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/RwyWFMy1LrI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/u-OJF4YTIt8/s1600-h/black+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/RwyWFMy1LrI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/u-OJF4YTIt8/s400/black+016.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119631892491349682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hehehehehhehehehehe. clare spotted the camera :p thts y she's pulling her hand away. if she ever finds out tht i posted this on my blog, she'll kill me. haha. aw. so cute. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-3a06d389a474a876" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v23.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D3a06d389a474a876%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331841443%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D61A2E2869AF0541DF61952267A6C2064E85D2374.1D9E1E24515F1AF8383A94252062D529547E00B%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D3a06d389a474a876%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dpx4-CJ8L6Zgv2xJjy5Qd-VH5D0E&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v23.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D3a06d389a474a876%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331841443%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D61A2E2869AF0541DF61952267A6C2064E85D2374.1D9E1E24515F1AF8383A94252062D529547E00B%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D3a06d389a474a876%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dpx4-CJ8L6Zgv2xJjy5Qd-VH5D0E&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harry fooled us all!! :@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;btw, u can find all these pics (except for the vid and the last photo) on my facebook. go join facebook :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;found out about the prom details.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Date:&lt;/span&gt; last day of term (not sure when tht is hehe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Venue:&lt;/span&gt; JW Marriot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Theme:&lt;/span&gt; A Night of a Thousand Stars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm stil deciding whether i want to buy a new dress or just wear my grad ball dress again.... if i do buy a new dress, it'd be something cheap, simple but nice. still tryin to decide between that. cuz for the yr13 grad ball, that one is only going to be semi-formal, so i wont get a chance to buy a new ball gown then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/RwyZtMy1LsI/AAAAAAAAAJY/7sJHJQ6QBT0/s1600-h/applause.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/RwyZtMy1LsI/AAAAAAAAAJY/7sJHJQ6QBT0/s400/applause.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119635878221000386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/141386286316411382-2237353564446756769?l=starrynite90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=3a06d389a474a876&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/feeds/2237353564446756769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141386286316411382&amp;postID=2237353564446756769&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/2237353564446756769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/2237353564446756769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/2007/10/dress-all-black-day.html' title='Dress All Black Day'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02444529497806345886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Se8Y1gcPVzI/AAAAAAAAAgI/2nOSJbaXUzs/S220/Amsterdam+110.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/RwyWEMy1LnI/AAAAAAAAAIw/oMzbeOYggF4/s72-c/black+012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141386286316411382.post-6729111600887852661</id><published>2007-10-05T16:06:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T11:27:45.872Z</updated><title type='text'>Prom Dates Popping Out EVERYWHERE</title><content type='html'>prom isnt even nearby and people are alreadi beginning to get their dates. WHYYYYY =.=" who started this evil evil trend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ppl who are goin together:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lcrae &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;n &lt;/span&gt;ewndi&lt;br /&gt;ikhlasm &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt; nnlai&lt;br /&gt;hirscinet &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt; konra&lt;br /&gt;lledniae &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;n &lt;/span&gt;godn gohn&lt;br /&gt;ivvani&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; n&lt;/span&gt; nke hetn&lt;br /&gt;efrdi's gf&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; n&lt;/span&gt; efrdi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY are all these couples popping out of no where?!?! not fair. i wannnnn.. :( should i ask someone?? but it seems a bit desperate if i do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thinkin bak.. i rlly shouldnt b putting these peoples names up... i'll scramble the letters haha. let u guys solve urself :p (thts if ne1 still reads my blog)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;newayz, just a short post. got exam in 10 days. life is gonna end soon. goodbye cruel world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/RwZXhcy1LmI/AAAAAAAAAIo/Z6gUAM5ZeAY/s1600-h/just+asked.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/RwZXhcy1LmI/AAAAAAAAAIo/Z6gUAM5ZeAY/s400/just+asked.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117874258729840226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/141386286316411382-6729111600887852661?l=starrynite90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/feeds/6729111600887852661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141386286316411382&amp;postID=6729111600887852661&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/6729111600887852661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/6729111600887852661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/2007/10/prom-dates-popping-out-everywhere.html' title='Prom Dates Popping Out EVERYWHERE'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02444529497806345886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Se8Y1gcPVzI/AAAAAAAAAgI/2nOSJbaXUzs/S220/Amsterdam+110.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/RwZXhcy1LmI/AAAAAAAAAIo/Z6gUAM5ZeAY/s72-c/just+asked.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141386286316411382.post-5874904045686242979</id><published>2007-09-29T11:38:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T11:27:45.958Z</updated><title type='text'>Nude Robbery</title><content type='html'>was just surfing the web. bored. found this article online. wats the world coming to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Police: Naked Man Tries To Rob Pa. Convenience Store&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Wednesday, 19 Sep 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                    By The Associated Press&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;     CARBONDALE, Pa.                   --                  &lt;doc.copyright holder="Copyright 2007 The Associated Press. All rights reserved. This material may not be published, broadcast, rewritten or redistributed."&gt;&lt;/doc.copyright&gt; Lackawanna County authorities say a man wearing nothing but a hat tried to rob a convenience store in Carbondale. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Police say the 24-year-old man charged in last month's robbery attempt often stands naked in front of the window of his apartment. He was first arrested on an accusation of exposing himself to two women at his apartment building. Carbondale Police Sgt. Thomas Heller says the man ultimately confessed to being the one who tried to rob the store -- and said he did so because he was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;bored&lt;/span&gt;. (!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The clerk at the store kept her cool during last month's robbery attempt. She refused to give the man money and dialed 911. The man left, still undressed, without getting any cash.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;what?! who would rob a bank NAKED cuz they were bored?!?! hmm... 24 yrs old. i wonder if he was hot :p hahahaha. oh.. just saw a news telecast. i think he's quite ok. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;check it out here if u want: &lt;a href="http://www.breitbart.tv/?p=5818"&gt;http://www.breitbart.tv/?p=5818&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you can almost see him fully naked, xcept he was covering his thing. hahhahaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Rv4s_My1LlI/AAAAAAAAAIg/eMg4nqANd0w/s1600-h/omg.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Rv4s_My1LlI/AAAAAAAAAIg/eMg4nqANd0w/s400/omg.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115575691017268818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/141386286316411382-5874904045686242979?l=starrynite90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/feeds/5874904045686242979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141386286316411382&amp;postID=5874904045686242979&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/5874904045686242979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/5874904045686242979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/2007/09/nude-robbery.html' title='Nude Robbery'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02444529497806345886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Se8Y1gcPVzI/AAAAAAAAAgI/2nOSJbaXUzs/S220/Amsterdam+110.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Rv4s_My1LlI/AAAAAAAAAIg/eMg4nqANd0w/s72-c/omg.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141386286316411382.post-5675591317128618915</id><published>2007-09-21T14:45:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-09-21T14:47:10.377+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Why We Shouldn't Litter</title><content type='html'>DAMN funny. hahaha. should watch :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.explosm.net/movies/52/"&gt;&lt;img alt="Cyanide and Happiness, a daily webcomic" src="http://www.flashasylum.com/db/files/Movies/screens/litter.jpg" border="0" height="200" width="275" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cyanide &amp;amp; Happiness @ &lt;a href="http://www.explosm.net/"&gt;Explosm.net&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/141386286316411382-5675591317128618915?l=starrynite90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/feeds/5675591317128618915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=141386286316411382&amp;postID=5675591317128618915&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/5675591317128618915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/141386286316411382/posts/default/5675591317128618915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrynite90.blogspot.com/2007/09/why-we-shouldnt-litter.html' title='Why We Shouldn&apos;t Litter'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02444529497806345886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/Se8Y1gcPVzI/AAAAAAAAAgI/2nOSJbaXUzs/S220/Amsterdam+110.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141386286316411382.post-5927250586932923202</id><published>2007-09-14T14:35:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T11:27:46.574Z</updated><title type='text'>I Fell :(</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;*WARNING. in the following entry, there will be graphic and possibly disturbing pictures. If you have a weak stomache or do not wish to see them, you can close this window now. (if u would like to tag me, it would b nice too hehe but scrolling down, u might see the pictures.)*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ok. here's the jist. me walking down stairs before lunch, alone to the common room. and then me tripping. me sliding down stairs. if there were ppl looking (thank god there wasnt), it would seem like im sledding down the stairs.. onli.. there is no sled board.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i fell down the stairs. scratches all over my legs. i stopped at a nearby bench to see how it looked. other than white scratches, the deeper cuts were beginning to bleed. didnt hurt tht much. mayb ive fallen too many times so im immune to the pain. haha. newayz.. i didnt cry or nething.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went down to the common room. some people didnt really notice but i was quite late so they asked my why i was late and stuff and i'm like "oh.. i fell down the stairs. haha" and the blood was beginning to flow down my knee. gunjan, lilian and melissa all followed me to the nurse and then i got it bandaged and stuff. the nurse asked me if i'd got my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; Tetanus shot yet. i had no idea wat tht was... haha so me got all wrapped up.&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tetanus shot&lt;/span&gt; = a vaccine that prevents tetanus. Tetanus is caused by bacteria named Clostridium tetani which enter the body usually by way of contaminated wounds. It causes the unfortunate patient to have painful spasms of the muscles if not cured within 24 hours.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that i got permission frm mr.ellis to take the elevator and stuff. he was being all worried tht i might faint in class. hahaha. i fell down the stairs.. i dun think tht would make me woozy or nething. my legs do feel really week tho. i was still wearing about 1 - 2 inch heels around haha. but i found out tht it hurts less when i walk on my toes. so the heels were a good thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after scho&lt;/span&gt;ol went 1u wif Ran to just hang around and eat something. went bak around 5.30pm. if i had a dollar for everytime someone STARED at my legs.. i'd be very rich. hehehe. as i walked around wif her.. all their eyes are like drawn downwards to my legs =.=""&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came home and then after dinner went to the doctor to get my vaccine shot. it was just a tiny jab. it was onli then tht i learn tht i could not wet the wound at all. any water tht touches it would infect it... so how was i gonna clean myself!?! i had to clean wrap my legs. and then use a wet towel to just wash myself. so freakin mah fan. i feel so dirtyyy~ at least i onli need to do this for one more day bfore they redress the wound and then i should b able to shower.. hopefully :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.. pics time. close ur eyes if u dun wanna see. lolz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/RuqZfG5tPYI/AAAAAAAAAIA/sGr2bQVOnas/s1600-h/scar+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/RuqZfG5tPYI/AAAAAAAAAIA/sGr2bQVOnas/s400/scar+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110065486912896386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;this is my legs after bandaged up and sterile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/RuqZfW5tPZI/AAAAAAAAAII/6dgc8Tz2920/s1600-h/scar+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/RuqZfW5tPZI/AAAAAAAAAII/6dgc8Tz2920/s400/scar+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110065491207863698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;this is my jab&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/RuqZfW5tPaI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/gZzu44PYMY4/s1600-h/scar+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3xPpCom1v_M/RuqZfW5tPaI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/gZzu44PYMY4/s400/scar+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110065491207863714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;this is my legs wrapped in SUPER WATER PROOF stockings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ew.. fat legs :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;yea.. so wat to do... im so clumsy. haha. i wish there was some really hot guy there to catch me before i fell... but dreams are dreams. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;btw. i think im falling for someone too &gt;.&lt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.desele
