<?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-13271409</id><updated>2012-01-16T14:31:19.446+08:00</updated><category term='Random'/><category term='pictures'/><category term='Bobbi Brown'/><category term='EDISON CHEN'/><category term='Tinkerbell'/><category term='blowjob'/><category term='funny'/><category term='CONSOLES'/><category term='chats'/><category term='Family'/><category term='wedding'/><category term='commercial'/><category term='Dogs'/><category term='BOBO CHAN'/><category term='Tattoo'/><category term='me^me'/><category term='SUPER MARIO'/><category term='assignments'/><category term='TWINS'/><category term='test'/><category term='noobs'/><category term='gifts'/><category term='birthdays'/><category term='Escargots'/><category term='GILLIAN CHUNG'/><category term='Sorrows'/><category term='Cupcakes'/><category term='sun'/><category term='classmates'/><category term='Celebration'/><category term='WWF'/><category term='Blessings'/><category term='Sony Ericsson'/><category term='Cosmetics'/><category term='Reunion'/><category term='FELLATIO'/><category term='Turtles'/><category term='Scallops'/><category term='lame'/><category term='weather'/><category term='ENTERTAINMENT'/><category term='Pets'/><category term='vacation'/><category term='exams'/><category term='KL'/><category term='yunnalism'/><category term='The Ship'/><category term='college'/><category term='Doberman'/><category term='Ipod'/><category term='vingielicious'/><category term='W910i'/><category term='Silky Terrier'/><category term='trip'/><category term='Chinese New Year'/><category term='GAMES'/><category term='CECILIA CHEUNG'/><category term='Valentine&apos;s Day'/><category term='food'/><category term='Bus'/><category term='Apple Computers'/><category term='fishing'/><category term='Good Food'/><category term='acting'/><category term='SEX SCANDAL'/><category term='fun'/><category term='emotional'/><category term='Death'/><category term='NDSL'/><category term='Books'/><category term='Sadness'/><title type='text'>vingie.com_*</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.vingie.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13271409/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.vingie.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13271409/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>vingie.com</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02454990064242599587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iCnh6vJ4qEQ/S13TaxHPxnI/AAAAAAAAB-8/yZMihy0eUMg/S220/DSC07325.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>881</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13271409.post-5679712586744365147</id><published>2012-01-12T09:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-12T09:37:39.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Up High and Down Low</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Life certainly has its ups and downs. But if we let the downs get in the way, the ups might never come and find us. And that will certainly be very depressing for a person who keeps experiencing the downs.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I don't always get to control my emotions, but I am trying hard to control it and not let all hell break loose. I think I am going through another phase in life, quad - life crisis perhaps? I really don't know!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;My boyfriend does his own business and his working hours are not stable and fixed. He needs to do work at odd hours and sometimes he doesn't even have time to eat! Being a girl, I can't help but to feel neglected at times, just a teeny weeny bit with us being emotional monsters it just makes everything even more horrible! I am still learning how to cope with his working hours, I know you all might think I am the most UN-understanding girlfriend everrrrrrrrrrr. But what the heck, I can't help it okay? that's just me! But I promise myself I am going to take baby steps, one at a time to make it all work out.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;We're making plans to start our own family, walking down the aisle. :) It's going to be like a dream come true for me. Sometimes I don't know why I even bother kicking up a fuss over small matters. But thankfully, boyfriend is always this matured person who will patiently try to talk things out with the unreasonable me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;The very least I can do for him is to get through his rough days with him without giving him extra stress thanks to my princessy attitude at times.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Boyfriend, thank you for everything. I will REALLY, try my best to be the bestest girlfriend in the worldddd! *giggles*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13271409-5679712586744365147?l=www.vingie.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.vingie.com/feeds/5679712586744365147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13271409&amp;postID=5679712586744365147&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13271409/posts/default/5679712586744365147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13271409/posts/default/5679712586744365147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.vingie.com/2012/01/up-high-and-down-low.html' title='Up High and Down Low'/><author><name>vingie.com</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02454990064242599587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iCnh6vJ4qEQ/S13TaxHPxnI/AAAAAAAAB-8/yZMihy0eUMg/S220/DSC07325.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13271409.post-7881690843635046137</id><published>2012-01-04T16:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T16:54:45.569+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 2012</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-f4yqDt6fZGg/TwQSunErysI/AAAAAAAACVs/nzjhdQOY1_0/s1600/2012-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-f4yqDt6fZGg/TwQSunErysI/AAAAAAAACVs/nzjhdQOY1_0/s320/2012-1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I know I am a couple of days late, but better late than never right? Happy, happy 2012 everyone!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;2012 is going to be THE year for me, I don't know why, but I just know it's just going to be awesome! This is the year where I will be taking big steps in life, probably life changing ones!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I am not going to make any resolutions because like every other year, I failed to fulfilled any of it. I am bound to forget about those resolutions made eagerly at the start of every new year. So nope! No more resolutions for me this year!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;This year we will be moving to a new house soon, very excited! Can't wait to go choose furniture and making plans for renovations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;As this year is going to be a Dragon year according to the Chinese Calendar, I may not be very superstitious but I was born in the year of the Dragon back in 1988, so I am awfully excited to see what is in store for me this year. If this year is really the last year we're all going to live, I plan to really live life to the fullest!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Hopefully there will be lots of travelling this year. And may my job be even more awesome than it already is now!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Till then..toodles~&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13271409-7881690843635046137?l=www.vingie.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.vingie.com/feeds/7881690843635046137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13271409&amp;postID=7881690843635046137&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13271409/posts/default/7881690843635046137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13271409/posts/default/7881690843635046137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.vingie.com/2012/01/happy-2012.html' title='Happy 2012'/><author><name>vingie.com</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02454990064242599587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iCnh6vJ4qEQ/S13TaxHPxnI/AAAAAAAAB-8/yZMihy0eUMg/S220/DSC07325.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-f4yqDt6fZGg/TwQSunErysI/AAAAAAAACVs/nzjhdQOY1_0/s72-c/2012-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13271409.post-2282466180362428803</id><published>2011-12-31T23:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T23:01:28.519+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye 2011!</title><content type='html'>Last steamboat of the year! :) &lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-iCF00FhhYuI/Tv8jxr7ButI/AAAAAAAACVg/RdoqSCL3oTc/s640/blogger-image-1630971392.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-iCF00FhhYuI/Tv8jxr7ButI/AAAAAAAACVg/RdoqSCL3oTc/s640/blogger-image-1630971392.jpg" /&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/13271409-2282466180362428803?l=www.vingie.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.vingie.com/feeds/2282466180362428803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13271409&amp;postID=2282466180362428803&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13271409/posts/default/2282466180362428803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13271409/posts/default/2282466180362428803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.vingie.com/2011/12/goodbye-2011.html' title='Goodbye 2011!'/><author><name>vingie.com</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02454990064242599587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iCnh6vJ4qEQ/S13TaxHPxnI/AAAAAAAAB-8/yZMihy0eUMg/S220/DSC07325.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-iCF00FhhYuI/Tv8jxr7ButI/AAAAAAAACVg/RdoqSCL3oTc/s72-c/blogger-image-1630971392.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13271409.post-4762524280108473240</id><published>2011-12-22T23:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-22T23:13:46.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mini Dinasour!</title><content type='html'>I suspect my dog isn't exactly a dog. It's probably a dinosaur or he thinks he is one. I get breathless trying to keep him at one place! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He gnaws on both my hand and scratches my legs. The scars are horrendous! People will probably think I got abused or something. I hope he stops teething soon, he is destroying everything! Thank goodness we don't have a lot of furniture for him to destroy. Right now he is at the chew socks phase, plus eating everything paper. From tissue to warranty cards! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next week he will be going for his last vaccination, time seriously flies! He is going to be a handsome big boy soon! I wished Shiba was here to teach him some manners. I still miss her a lot! &lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-TE52R3Mtkx8/TvNJKL6jX5I/AAAAAAAACVY/-RSDknHodoQ/s640/blogger-image-24701791.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-TE52R3Mtkx8/TvNJKL6jX5I/AAAAAAAACVY/-RSDknHodoQ/s640/blogger-image-24701791.jpg" /&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/13271409-4762524280108473240?l=www.vingie.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.vingie.com/feeds/4762524280108473240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13271409&amp;postID=4762524280108473240&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13271409/posts/default/4762524280108473240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13271409/posts/default/4762524280108473240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.vingie.com/2011/12/mini-dinasour.html' title='Mini Dinasour!'/><author><name>vingie.com</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02454990064242599587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iCnh6vJ4qEQ/S13TaxHPxnI/AAAAAAAAB-8/yZMihy0eUMg/S220/DSC07325.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-TE52R3Mtkx8/TvNJKL6jX5I/AAAAAAAACVY/-RSDknHodoQ/s72-c/blogger-image-24701791.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13271409.post-6842255097486688069</id><published>2011-12-22T14:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-22T14:08:39.304+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Came Early!</title><content type='html'>Thank you awesome pawsome Boyfriend! ) &amp;lt;3&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8XtvpJp6UxA/TvLJXddkPKI/AAAAAAAACVQ/qiVsZtMadEw/s1600/IMG_0011.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8XtvpJp6UxA/TvLJXddkPKI/AAAAAAAACVQ/qiVsZtMadEw/s320/IMG_0011.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/13271409-6842255097486688069?l=www.vingie.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.vingie.com/feeds/6842255097486688069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13271409&amp;postID=6842255097486688069&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13271409/posts/default/6842255097486688069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13271409/posts/default/6842255097486688069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.vingie.com/2011/12/christmas-came-early.html' title='Christmas Came Early!'/><author><name>vingie.com</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02454990064242599587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iCnh6vJ4qEQ/S13TaxHPxnI/AAAAAAAAB-8/yZMihy0eUMg/S220/DSC07325.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8XtvpJp6UxA/TvLJXddkPKI/AAAAAAAACVQ/qiVsZtMadEw/s72-c/IMG_0011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13271409.post-4619540490683956539</id><published>2011-12-13T16:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T16:17:35.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chronicles of Hair-Nia</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I finally decided to chop of my not very long locks after much consideration!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Took me awhile to decide this, but I know there is no turning back once the stylist snips off almost half of my hair!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3aCBL2EUYmI/TucHDP6vpuI/AAAAAAAACVA/KgUz_9xhJgE/s1600/IMG_1905.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3aCBL2EUYmI/TucHDP6vpuI/AAAAAAAACVA/KgUz_9xhJgE/s320/IMG_1905.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was really bored with my long hair, because I can't really style it! I don't even know how to braid my hair, that's the problem! :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope my short hair doesn't grow out so soon!!! I don't want it to be out of shape!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time I'm really happy with my hair cut and I think it really suits my face. I used to feel really upset after each hair cut and surprisingly this time around I only have good things to say! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I usually get really nervous washing my own hair after my hair cut because what if my hair turns out to be bad? I don't have a personal stylist to help me then!! This morning I felt the same, after coming out from the shower, I tried not to look in the mirror. SERIOUS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully, everything went well!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yay to my new hair! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13271409-4619540490683956539?l=www.vingie.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.vingie.com/feeds/4619540490683956539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13271409&amp;postID=4619540490683956539&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13271409/posts/default/4619540490683956539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13271409/posts/default/4619540490683956539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.vingie.com/2011/12/chronicles-of-hair-nia.html' title='Chronicles of Hair-Nia'/><author><name>vingie.com</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02454990064242599587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iCnh6vJ4qEQ/S13TaxHPxnI/AAAAAAAAB-8/yZMihy0eUMg/S220/DSC07325.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3aCBL2EUYmI/TucHDP6vpuI/AAAAAAAACVA/KgUz_9xhJgE/s72-c/IMG_1905.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13271409.post-5010845524543592403</id><published>2011-12-08T12:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T12:08:31.157+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Va Va Vrooom!</title><content type='html'>I finally got a car! Though it is not my dream car, but I got a car nonetheless!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a white Suzuki Swift. I didn't pick the car, Mom did. She loves it, so we bought it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's going to be Mom's Christmas gift. I am only responsible in &amp;nbsp;making sure the payments are made promptly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Might have to eat sand and grass from today onwards. But it's well worth it. Time to give back to the old folks! They've done enough for my siblings and I. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jThdL6jlWZA/TuA4NGg-iuI/AAAAAAAACU4/SEnOU2v-2UU/s1600/SuzukiSwiftHikariWhite22.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="248" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jThdL6jlWZA/TuA4NGg-iuI/AAAAAAAACU4/SEnOU2v-2UU/s320/SuzukiSwiftHikariWhite22.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Merry Christmas Mom! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13271409-5010845524543592403?l=www.vingie.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.vingie.com/feeds/5010845524543592403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13271409&amp;postID=5010845524543592403&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13271409/posts/default/5010845524543592403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13271409/posts/default/5010845524543592403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.vingie.com/2011/12/va-va-vrooom.html' title='Va Va Vrooom!'/><author><name>vingie.com</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02454990064242599587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iCnh6vJ4qEQ/S13TaxHPxnI/AAAAAAAAB-8/yZMihy0eUMg/S220/DSC07325.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jThdL6jlWZA/TuA4NGg-iuI/AAAAAAAACU4/SEnOU2v-2UU/s72-c/SuzukiSwiftHikariWhite22.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13271409.post-8479552437955291341</id><published>2011-12-06T20:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T20:14:43.915+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy Cravings</title><content type='html'>I always, always have weird cravings when I least expects it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And as of this moment, I am suddenly craving for buffalo chicken wings.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ArxwASkj-WQ/Tt4G14UznOI/AAAAAAAACUw/SunMeod1AVw/s1600/chicken+wings.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ArxwASkj-WQ/Tt4G14UznOI/AAAAAAAACUw/SunMeod1AVw/s1600/chicken+wings.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Somebody please make my buffalo chicken wing cravings become a reality. Who cares if it makes me fat! I just need to eat one of those like NAO!!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13271409-8479552437955291341?l=www.vingie.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.vingie.com/feeds/8479552437955291341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13271409&amp;postID=8479552437955291341&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13271409/posts/default/8479552437955291341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13271409/posts/default/8479552437955291341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.vingie.com/2011/12/crazy-cravings.html' title='Crazy Cravings'/><author><name>vingie.com</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02454990064242599587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iCnh6vJ4qEQ/S13TaxHPxnI/AAAAAAAAB-8/yZMihy0eUMg/S220/DSC07325.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ArxwASkj-WQ/Tt4G14UznOI/AAAAAAAACUw/SunMeod1AVw/s72-c/chicken+wings.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13271409.post-257556694603516523</id><published>2011-12-04T15:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-04T15:30:47.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Say No To Shark Fins Soup!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I was watching Animal Planet yesterday in the hotel room, and this episode on sharks totally caught my attention.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-h3rz0oMMMRg/TtshUTCtd9I/AAAAAAAACUg/HToEiQ450yk/s1600/no-more-shark-finning.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-h3rz0oMMMRg/TtshUTCtd9I/AAAAAAAACUg/HToEiQ450yk/s320/no-more-shark-finning.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I don't know much about sharks, thanks to movies like Jaws, most of the people including me have a bad impression on sharks. They are big, mean and scary. But in actual fact, sharks are not like what all those movies have shown us.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;It breaks my heart knowing that people are hunting for sharks just to harvest their highly priced fins. It doesn't matter if it's a baby shark or an adult one, fishermen around the world cruelly harvest those fins and let the shark rot to death either on land or thrown back into the sea.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;To date, the population of sharks are facing serious threats. Especially the Great White Sharks, these magnificent creatures are slowly facing extinction if the harvesting doesn't stop.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-flcWT6y2oDE/TtsgO3db_xI/AAAAAAAACUI/1TBRKuueErU/s1600/images.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-flcWT6y2oDE/TtsgO3db_xI/AAAAAAAACUI/1TBRKuueErU/s1600/images.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Shark fins soup is considered a delicacy especially in the Chinese community. It is THE dish at weddings, business meetings and other special occasions. I don't understand how serving shark fins soup helps propel business or highlighting your social status. The saddest part is, shark fins are tasteless when consumed on it's on and there are no known nutritious fact. Shark fins soup must be cooked with a lot more other ingredients for taste, the only thing it provides? A unique texture, that's about it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-joKH3IUYBJg/TtshVCQwruI/AAAAAAAACUo/TIO5uKo_6eA/s1600/sharkyyy.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-joKH3IUYBJg/TtshVCQwruI/AAAAAAAACUo/TIO5uKo_6eA/s320/sharkyyy.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Some of my friends asked me why I don't eat shark fins soup, I explained my theory and they said it's stupid because if we don't eat shark they will eat us. If that's the case, why aren't us, the humans facing extinction? Why are the sharks dying out if they are out busy eating humans? If we were to compare the ratio of men eating shark and shark eating men, I am damn sure the sharks are on a losing end.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rNeLoPjkW8M/TtsgPYrIviI/AAAAAAAACUM/DR7x7C8icuQ/s1600/shark_finning.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="208" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rNeLoPjkW8M/TtsgPYrIviI/AAAAAAAACUM/DR7x7C8icuQ/s320/shark_finning.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I don't think there is a need to kill all the sharks just for that piece of dorsal fin. It is way too cruel.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KDflCXfBOg8/TtsgP2qTE3I/AAAAAAAACUU/aHCWaCA-b2Y/s1600/shark-finning-bill-senate.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KDflCXfBOg8/TtsgP2qTE3I/AAAAAAAACUU/aHCWaCA-b2Y/s320/shark-finning-bill-senate.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I seriously hope, all those restaurants serving shark fin soup will lift the dish out of their menu. There is nothing much the authorities can do to stop this, if there is no demand the supply will automatically stop.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;If we don't do this, our next generation might not even know what a shark is.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Remember, when the demand stop, the killing stops too.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13271409-257556694603516523?l=www.vingie.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.vingie.com/feeds/257556694603516523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13271409&amp;postID=257556694603516523&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13271409/posts/default/257556694603516523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13271409/posts/default/257556694603516523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.vingie.com/2011/12/say-no-to-shark-fins-soup.html' title='Say No To Shark Fins Soup!'/><author><name>vingie.com</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02454990064242599587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iCnh6vJ4qEQ/S13TaxHPxnI/AAAAAAAAB-8/yZMihy0eUMg/S220/DSC07325.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-h3rz0oMMMRg/TtshUTCtd9I/AAAAAAAACUg/HToEiQ450yk/s72-c/no-more-shark-finning.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13271409.post-193134494164675235</id><published>2011-11-29T16:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-29T17:11:21.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Forget Penang If You're Thinking About Losing Weight</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Because I can assure you, you are never going to be able to lose weight while in Penang.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I thought I was going to be a little bit more&amp;nbsp;disciplined&amp;nbsp;this time around, but no! I betrayed my body again and again.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Food in Penang is damn&amp;nbsp;irresistible. I'd rather be fat than to not eat. :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Z6aQBQk1Lwg/TtSY4dIkYbI/AAAAAAAACUA/XvxSTV2-xY8/s1600/IMG_1293.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Z6aQBQk1Lwg/TtSY4dIkYbI/AAAAAAAACUA/XvxSTV2-xY8/s320/IMG_1293.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Char Koay Teow &amp;amp; Laksa!!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IDG_E4n5hec/TtSY2BlAoAI/AAAAAAAACTg/c-uJVqMPbl4/s1600/310211_10150399369939892_716149891_8456423_588384110_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IDG_E4n5hec/TtSY2BlAoAI/AAAAAAAACTg/c-uJVqMPbl4/s320/310211_10150399369939892_716149891_8456423_588384110_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mantis Prawn &amp;amp; Flower Crabs!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I so can't wait to go back to Penang again!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;For now, I shall pretend I have not seen the numbers on the weighing scale.&amp;nbsp;&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/13271409-193134494164675235?l=www.vingie.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.vingie.com/feeds/193134494164675235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13271409&amp;postID=193134494164675235&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13271409/posts/default/193134494164675235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13271409/posts/default/193134494164675235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.vingie.com/2011/11/forget-penang-if-youre-thinking-about.html' title='Forget Penang If You&apos;re Thinking About Losing Weight'/><author><name>vingie.com</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02454990064242599587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iCnh6vJ4qEQ/S13TaxHPxnI/AAAAAAAAB-8/yZMihy0eUMg/S220/DSC07325.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Z6aQBQk1Lwg/TtSY4dIkYbI/AAAAAAAACUA/XvxSTV2-xY8/s72-c/IMG_1293.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13271409.post-8271097392120850016</id><published>2011-11-18T22:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T15:49:23.305+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Determination</title><content type='html'>I'm super determined to do this at least 4 times a week! And to start my yoga class as soon as I get back from Indonesia. I can do this! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-jv0lKsIcJPQ/TsZyRxwnYZI/AAAAAAAACTU/v4a44xczvNE/s640/blogger-image-1667411662.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-jv0lKsIcJPQ/TsZyRxwnYZI/AAAAAAAACTU/v4a44xczvNE/s640/blogger-image-1667411662.jpg" /&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/13271409-8271097392120850016?l=www.vingie.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.vingie.com/feeds/8271097392120850016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13271409&amp;postID=8271097392120850016&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13271409/posts/default/8271097392120850016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13271409/posts/default/8271097392120850016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.vingie.com/2011/11/im-super-determined-to-this-at-least-4.html' title='Determination'/><author><name>vingie.com</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02454990064242599587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iCnh6vJ4qEQ/S13TaxHPxnI/AAAAAAAAB-8/yZMihy0eUMg/S220/DSC07325.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-jv0lKsIcJPQ/TsZyRxwnYZI/AAAAAAAACTU/v4a44xczvNE/s72-c/blogger-image-1667411662.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13271409.post-6287122482789528995</id><published>2011-11-13T18:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-13T18:57:13.821+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;like a box of chocolate. Or so they say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I don't know how much I agree with that saying. The only thing I can relate to the saying is that life has it's ups and downs, bittersweet like chocolate.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I have been pretty happy lately. Very satisfied with life. My work is getting better, I just got confirmed! Bond with my colleagues are pretty close, it is everything I want from a job. The only thing missing now is, slowly building this into a fully grown career. Starting my own PR team in the company. I'm going to give myself 2 years, hopefully I don't pressure myself to death!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;At times I wonder if I am ever going to be a good wife/ mother. I am 23 this year, in a year or two I am probably going to be married and be a mother myself. Am I ready for that? We'll see. hah.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I have no idea where this post is heading. It happens all the time, I'd feel like I need to write about something and I end up cramming all my thoughts into one post. Lack of flow, and I hate it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Breaks my heart seeing relationships biting the dust. This year alone, I've seen a few. Some are so super unexpected. Some you'd just wish that person got out of it sooner. Why do people change all of a sudden? It puzzles me how some people just turned into another person overnight. You no longer know who he/she is anymore. Did that person really changed? Or we no longer accept/ sees the person as who he/she is anymore? Complex, I know.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;The year is about to come to an end, and this year is the year I've made a few major changes in life. 1. Getting a new job. 2. Rekindled romance with the boyfriend. 3. Buying a house. Lets hope I can cope with all those changes, but so far so good! *fingers crossed!*&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;And now, I should go back to brainstorming for 6 products names. Working on a Sunday, not too bad aye? Toodles!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13271409-6287122482789528995?l=www.vingie.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.vingie.com/feeds/6287122482789528995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13271409&amp;postID=6287122482789528995&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13271409/posts/default/6287122482789528995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13271409/posts/default/6287122482789528995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.vingie.com/2011/11/life-is.html' title='Life is...'/><author><name>vingie.com</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02454990064242599587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iCnh6vJ4qEQ/S13TaxHPxnI/AAAAAAAAB-8/yZMihy0eUMg/S220/DSC07325.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13271409.post-7778618407928925376</id><published>2011-11-12T19:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T19:46:11.681+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Captain F. Mochi</title><content type='html'>After much consideration, the boyfriend and I finally got a puppy together. I have been wanting to get a dog ever since I moved to KL because I am so used to being around dogs back at home in Penang. I never got the chance to get one while I was studying because I was a poor student struggling to even feed myself, how can I afford to feed another mouth?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking of getting another Shiba Inu and have been searching high and low for one. But much to my dismay, I couldn't find one that is almost similar to my very own Shiba that was dognapped 3 years back. :( Not forgetting the sky high price breeders are charging nowadays, because Shiba Inus are very rare in Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How I got Mochi was just pure co-incidence. My colleague told me that one of her friend's beagle just gave birth to a litter of adorable puppies and they were looking for homes for the puppies. I told her I'll get one male puppy if it's possible. But fast forward about 2 weeks later, they told me all the puppies died because the mother was too old to give birth. I was very upset because I had been anticipating for the puppy to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Close to a month after the sad news, my colleague told me that her friend called and there was a survivor in the litter and asked me if I was still interested. Jumped at that opportunity and immediately went and view the puppy. It was a super cute chubby male puppy! Most of the beagles I have seen are dark tri-coloured ones. But Mochi was different, he is a lemon and white puppy, with 3 adorable brown dots on his head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally took him home on his 5th week, and that's when all hell break loose. Mochi is one super hyper active puppy. He isn't afraid of heights, new environment, or anything at all. Anything that moves will be his target. I have a collection of scar on both my hands and feet. Just imagine, only one week with us, we're all bruised! hahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first few days was hell for boyfriend and I, because Mochi doesn't want to sleep in his play pen. He insist we either play with him or let him out by whining every single minute. That few days was horrible, both of us were deprived of sleep. The moment we were out of sight will be the moment he start barking, howling, crying until the cow comes home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i could, I would have let him cry until he is tired. The only reason I can't afford to let him make so much noise because I am staying in a condo. I do not want neighbours to start complaining and then forcing me to get rid of Mochi. :( Luckily for me, I bought a cage, and he seems to like being in his cage. I think he feels safer in there, so he stopped crying so much. Phew!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boyfriend and I certainly can't wait for Mochi to be a little bit bigger so we can take him for walks. I have all our agenda planned! Mom and siblings are also anticipating to meet Mochi! I can't wait to take him home!! Let's just hope my mini pincher, Baby and my gentle giant Tinkerbell accepts him as one of their own. Otherwise, it's going to be WW3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-adXK-KQKUUk/Tr5aeZ7ksJI/AAAAAAAACSg/LN2UpcnQ7rE/s1600/photo%25281%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-adXK-KQKUUk/Tr5aeZ7ksJI/AAAAAAAACSg/LN2UpcnQ7rE/s320/photo%25281%2529.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The reason why he has such a peculiar name because I can't decide whether to name him Captain or Flash. I wanted a more bad ass name as he was the ONLY survivor in his litter. There must be something about him. So I decided to just call him Captain F. Mochi. Mochi because he is super round! For a puppy his size,&amp;nbsp; he is probably obese! When he grows up, he will have to go for morning walks with me to lose weight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully he will grow up to be a healthy, happy dog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shiba, I believe you will watch us from doggy heaven :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13271409-7778618407928925376?l=www.vingie.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.vingie.com/feeds/7778618407928925376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13271409&amp;postID=7778618407928925376&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13271409/posts/default/7778618407928925376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13271409/posts/default/7778618407928925376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.vingie.com/2011/11/captain-f-mochi.html' title='Captain F. Mochi'/><author><name>vingie.com</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02454990064242599587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iCnh6vJ4qEQ/S13TaxHPxnI/AAAAAAAAB-8/yZMihy0eUMg/S220/DSC07325.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-adXK-KQKUUk/Tr5aeZ7ksJI/AAAAAAAACSg/LN2UpcnQ7rE/s72-c/photo%25281%2529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13271409.post-7451252128367527284</id><published>2011-11-02T10:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T10:09:18.791+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hot stuff!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-myt6SerHE-E/TrCmQRmjMxI/AAAAAAAACRw/KdJ6oJIJ0iY/s1600/nervo-zouk-october.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="291" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-myt6SerHE-E/TrCmQRmjMxI/AAAAAAAACRw/KdJ6oJIJ0iY/s320/nervo-zouk-october.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;loving their style! &amp;lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13271409-7451252128367527284?l=www.vingie.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.vingie.com/feeds/7451252128367527284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13271409&amp;postID=7451252128367527284&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13271409/posts/default/7451252128367527284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13271409/posts/default/7451252128367527284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.vingie.com/2011/11/hot-stuff.html' title='hot stuff!'/><author><name>vingie.com</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02454990064242599587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iCnh6vJ4qEQ/S13TaxHPxnI/AAAAAAAAB-8/yZMihy0eUMg/S220/DSC07325.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-myt6SerHE-E/TrCmQRmjMxI/AAAAAAAACRw/KdJ6oJIJ0iY/s72-c/nervo-zouk-october.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13271409.post-6081889084154326103</id><published>2011-10-28T11:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T11:04:55.877+08:00</updated><title type='text'>and the reason is you..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;as cliche as it sounds. that is the truth.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;after so long, a whirlwind romance, i am back with the guy whom i dated through high school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;the one i left because i got bored of our 6 years relationship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;the one i ignored.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;the one i failed to&amp;nbsp;appreciate&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;but he was there when i needed him the most. without second thoughts, no question asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;he just brought me back to life. and i cannot be happier. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;thank you for everything.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;for all the times i look at you so stressed up over your new business.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;for all the times i look at you finding ways to build our future together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;i can't help but to ask, is this even real?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;thank you for everything.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13271409-6081889084154326103?l=www.vingie.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.vingie.com/feeds/6081889084154326103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13271409&amp;postID=6081889084154326103&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13271409/posts/default/6081889084154326103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13271409/posts/default/6081889084154326103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.vingie.com/2011/10/and-reason-is-you.html' title='and the reason is you..'/><author><name>vingie.com</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02454990064242599587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iCnh6vJ4qEQ/S13TaxHPxnI/AAAAAAAAB-8/yZMihy0eUMg/S220/DSC07325.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13271409.post-6679167832246403239</id><published>2011-10-19T10:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-19T10:40:58.804+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sabai-dee!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Just over the weekend, I was in Laos for a short trip. Prior to the trip, I know nuts about Laos. In fact, I never thought I'd ever be visiting a country like Laos. But I was glad I went, because it was an eye - opening experience for me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;As soon as we touched down in&amp;nbsp;Vientiane, you'd already be feeling the difference. Everyone is so laid - back there. It feels like time is slowing down while we were in Laos. Everyone is doing everything at their own pace.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;When in Laos, you can still see French influence here and there, one of the most prominent sign is the left - hand drive. Plus French words on some of their signboards and Government houses.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Although the country is still recovering from the War back in 1965 - 1975, I was amazed by how beautiful their Temples are. In Laos, temples are known as Wat and I think 80% of the people of Laos are Buddhist. You'd be able to see monks in their robes walking on the streets.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-m_1lBnR4xBM/Tp4sjaAvffI/AAAAAAAACQ0/qfqltzZdPV8/s1600/IMG_0703.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-m_1lBnR4xBM/Tp4sjaAvffI/AAAAAAAACQ0/qfqltzZdPV8/s320/IMG_0703.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Vientiane&amp;nbsp;at night&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;There isn't a lot of things to do in Vientiane at night, most of the places closes at 7pm or 9pm. Things are seriously laid - back. We met a frequent&amp;nbsp;traveler&amp;nbsp;to Laos and he told us it usually takes businesses in Laos 2 weeks to reply your enquiries. So if you're planning a trip there and you want to book a hotel, please do it a little earlier.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;We stayed in a pretty decent hotel, price was reasonable and most important it was clean. There is free wi-fi too! Every traveler's need, the free wi-fi. If you're interested, this is our hotel's website -&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.familyhotellaos.com/"&gt;http://www.familyhotellaos.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HNsZskO3zro/Tp4tTOI4wNI/AAAAAAAACRE/us5hyYXL0zI/s1600/IMG_0699.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HNsZskO3zro/Tp4tTOI4wNI/AAAAAAAACRE/us5hyYXL0zI/s320/IMG_0699.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our bedroom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;The currency used in Laos is Kip. I've never heard of that prior to this trip. But I think you wouldn't be able to get Kip in Malaysia's money changer. What we did was, changed to thai baht and USD in Malaysia and then only to Kip in Laos.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xRcg1plkNQ4/Tp4vpbb145I/AAAAAAAACRU/34n1v2_hXzo/s1600/IMG_0705.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xRcg1plkNQ4/Tp4vpbb145I/AAAAAAAACRU/34n1v2_hXzo/s320/IMG_0705.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Khop Chai Deu means Thank you!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bLzXMfKDyWk/Tp4vqC6ZdbI/AAAAAAAACRc/ObQVvDlxGbM/s1600/IMG_0709.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bLzXMfKDyWk/Tp4vqC6ZdbI/AAAAAAAACRc/ObQVvDlxGbM/s320/IMG_0709.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tomyam&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;We didn't do much on the first day because we arrived around 6pm and it was pretty dark then. We only walked around the streets and had dinner. To be honest, food in Laos wasn't that great. Everything is quite salty! There were quite a number of&amp;nbsp;quaint&amp;nbsp; cafes' tucked in the corners but we skipped those because it was either too expensive or closed.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;More about the places we visit in Laos in the next update!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Stay tuned!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13271409-6679167832246403239?l=www.vingie.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.vingie.com/feeds/6679167832246403239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13271409&amp;postID=6679167832246403239&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13271409/posts/default/6679167832246403239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13271409/posts/default/6679167832246403239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.vingie.com/2011/10/sabai-dee.html' title='Sabai-dee!'/><author><name>vingie.com</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02454990064242599587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iCnh6vJ4qEQ/S13TaxHPxnI/AAAAAAAAB-8/yZMihy0eUMg/S220/DSC07325.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-m_1lBnR4xBM/Tp4sjaAvffI/AAAAAAAACQ0/qfqltzZdPV8/s72-c/IMG_0703.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13271409.post-7780103434088037687</id><published>2011-10-11T15:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-11T15:26:58.339+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Of Frustrations and Confusions?</title><content type='html'>I am so frustrated now, because I realised I don't actually have much to pen down.&lt;br /&gt;I used to be able to write just about anything I want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now, I sat here staring at the screen for a good 10 minutes and I am still clueless.&lt;br /&gt;Why is it so hard for me to express now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could it be that I am actually tired of writing things now?&lt;br /&gt;My job requires me to write, A LOT.&lt;br /&gt;Every single day, I am writing this, and writing that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who am I kidding, aren't I expressing my frustration now?&lt;br /&gt;Talk about girls being complicated creatures. Mehh....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13271409-7780103434088037687?l=www.vingie.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.vingie.com/feeds/7780103434088037687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13271409&amp;postID=7780103434088037687&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13271409/posts/default/7780103434088037687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13271409/posts/default/7780103434088037687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.vingie.com/2011/10/of-frustrations-and-confusions.html' title='Of Frustrations and Confusions?'/><author><name>vingie.com</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02454990064242599587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iCnh6vJ4qEQ/S13TaxHPxnI/AAAAAAAAB-8/yZMihy0eUMg/S220/DSC07325.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13271409.post-2290487106755352145</id><published>2011-10-04T10:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-04T10:35:01.944+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IwlzCjdbXjY/Topwyciz_UI/AAAAAAAACQU/cdpPeXyusCQ/s1600/IMG-3881.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IwlzCjdbXjY/Topwyciz_UI/AAAAAAAACQU/cdpPeXyusCQ/s320/IMG-3881.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;awesome people at work! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13271409-2290487106755352145?l=www.vingie.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.vingie.com/feeds/2290487106755352145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13271409&amp;postID=2290487106755352145&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13271409/posts/default/2290487106755352145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13271409/posts/default/2290487106755352145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.vingie.com/2011/10/awesome-people-at-work.html' title=''/><author><name>vingie.com</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02454990064242599587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iCnh6vJ4qEQ/S13TaxHPxnI/AAAAAAAAB-8/yZMihy0eUMg/S220/DSC07325.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IwlzCjdbXjY/Topwyciz_UI/AAAAAAAACQU/cdpPeXyusCQ/s72-c/IMG-3881.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13271409.post-6881989621788696189</id><published>2011-09-17T14:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-17T14:08:22.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello Kitty!</title><content type='html'>Boyfriend bought me a Hello Kitty luggage because I have been traveling a lot lately and I do not have a proper luggage. Super happy :) Though it was a little bit more expensive as compared to normal luggage, boyfriend says as long as I am happy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you My Superman! :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-j_Xf6hZWyek/TnQ5VcPx4hI/AAAAAAAACQQ/crAYuewqfbg/s640/blogger-image--1423411945.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-j_Xf6hZWyek/TnQ5VcPx4hI/AAAAAAAACQQ/crAYuewqfbg/s640/blogger-image--1423411945.jpg" /&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/13271409-6881989621788696189?l=www.vingie.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.vingie.com/feeds/6881989621788696189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13271409&amp;postID=6881989621788696189&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13271409/posts/default/6881989621788696189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13271409/posts/default/6881989621788696189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.vingie.com/2011/09/hello-kitty.html' title='Hello Kitty!'/><author><name>vingie.com</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02454990064242599587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iCnh6vJ4qEQ/S13TaxHPxnI/AAAAAAAAB-8/yZMihy0eUMg/S220/DSC07325.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-j_Xf6hZWyek/TnQ5VcPx4hI/AAAAAAAACQQ/crAYuewqfbg/s72-c/blogger-image--1423411945.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13271409.post-3752473362065186157</id><published>2011-09-05T01:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-05T01:33:22.134+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I believe...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I Believe... &lt;br /&gt;That just because two people argue, &lt;br /&gt;It doesn&amp;#039;t mean they don&amp;#039;t love each other. &lt;br /&gt;And just because they don&amp;#039;t argue, &lt;br /&gt;It doesn&amp;#039;t mean they do love each other. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Believe... &lt;br /&gt;That we don&amp;#039;t have to change friends if &lt;br /&gt;We understand that friends change. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Believe.... &lt;br /&gt;That no matter how good a friend is, &lt;br /&gt;they&amp;#039;re going to hurt you every once in a while &lt;br /&gt;and you must forgive them for that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;I Believe... &lt;br /&gt;That true friendship continues to grow, &lt;br /&gt;even over the longest distance. &lt;br /&gt;Same goes for true love. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Believe... &lt;br /&gt;That you can do something in an instant &lt;br /&gt;That will give you heartache for life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;I Believe.... &lt;br /&gt;That it&amp;#039;s taking me a long time &lt;br /&gt;To become the person I want to be. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;I Believe... &lt;br /&gt;That you should always leave loved ones with &lt;br /&gt;Loving words. It may be the last time you see them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;I Believe.... &lt;br /&gt;That you can keep going long after you think you can&amp;#039;t. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;I Believe.... &lt;br /&gt;That we are responsible for what &lt;br /&gt;We do, no matter how we feel. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;I Believe... &lt;br /&gt;That either you control your attitude or it controls you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Believe... &lt;br /&gt;That heroes are the people who do what has to be done when it needs &lt;br /&gt;to be done, regardless of the consequences. &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;I Believe..... &lt;br /&gt;That my best friend and I can do anything or nothing and have the best time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;I Believe.... &lt;br /&gt;That sometimes the people you expect to kick you when you&amp;#039;re down &lt;br /&gt;will be the ones to help you get back up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;I Believe... &lt;br /&gt;That sometimes when I&amp;#039;m angry &lt;br /&gt;I have the right to be angry,   &lt;br /&gt;But that doesn&amp;#039;t give me the right to be cruel. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;I Believe.... &lt;br /&gt;That maturity has more to do with what types of experiences you&amp;#039;ve had &lt;br /&gt;And what you&amp;#039;ve learned from them and less to do with  how many &lt;br /&gt;birthdays you&amp;#039;ve celebrated. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;I Believe.... &lt;br /&gt;That it isn&amp;#039;t always enough, &lt;br /&gt;to be forgiven by others. &lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, you have to learn to forgive yourself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;I Believe... &lt;br /&gt;That no matter how bad your heart is broken &lt;br /&gt;the world doesn&amp;#039;t stop for your grief. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;I Believe.... &lt;br /&gt;That our background and circumstances &lt;br /&gt;may have influenced who we are, &lt;br /&gt;But, we are responsible for who we become. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;I Believe... &lt;br /&gt;That you shouldn&amp;#039;t be so eager to find &lt;br /&gt;Out a secret. It could change your life Forever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;I Believe.... &lt;br /&gt;Two people can look at the exact same &lt;br /&gt;Thing and see something totally different. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;I Believe... &lt;br /&gt;That your life can be changed in a matter of &lt;br /&gt;Hours by people who don&amp;#039;t even know you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;I Believe..... &lt;br /&gt;That even when you think you have no more to give, &lt;br /&gt;When a friend cries out to you - &lt;br /&gt;you will find the strength to help. &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;I Believe... &lt;br /&gt;That credentials on the wall &lt;br /&gt;do not make you a decent human being. &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;I Believe... &lt;br /&gt;That the people you care about most in life &lt;br /&gt;are taken from you too soon. &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&amp;#039;The happiest of people don&amp;#039;t necessarily &lt;br /&gt;have the best of everything; &lt;br /&gt;They just make the most of everything they have.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13271409-3752473362065186157?l=www.vingie.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.vingie.com/feeds/3752473362065186157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13271409&amp;postID=3752473362065186157&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13271409/posts/default/3752473362065186157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13271409/posts/default/3752473362065186157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.vingie.com/2011/09/i-believe.html' title='I believe...'/><author><name>vingie.com</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02454990064242599587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iCnh6vJ4qEQ/S13TaxHPxnI/AAAAAAAAB-8/yZMihy0eUMg/S220/DSC07325.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13271409.post-3217247554826777496</id><published>2011-08-31T02:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-31T02:19:03.707+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Case of the Ex</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I am quite sure most of us around have ex or exes. You know that person whom you used to date and all of a sudden turns into this menacing stranger you never knew? Well yea, we call it THE EX.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I've had my fair share of broken relationships, some started when I was still in school. To some maybe it is puppy love, but when you're actually in it, it felt like your everything.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Each and everyone of them were my everything or so I thought.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I have just gotten off a relationship and started a new one. Too quick ? Too soon ? Nah, it is just RIGHT.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;The only thing I will never be able to fathom or even try to is, the very person you used to love, and who loves you back turns into someone you no longer know. I get it that the relationship is over, but is there really a need for exes to ignore each other?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;To some, they say, if that person is so right and can be friends, that person won't become your ex. My explanation? You can't be lovers don't always mean you can't be friends. When you put away that emotion we call love, a lot of things suddenly became simpler.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;That person no longer annoys you that much or make your heart skip a beat. You can suddenly talk about everything under the moon, things that you can't do when you were together. I don't see it as a waste, it is just a whole level of appreciating that person as a mutual friend. One whom you've shared so much with.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;But of course, we can't always want things to happen our way, can we? If things turns ugly, sad to say, most of the time it did get ugly. Why? Because we let ill feelings get the best of us. To a certain extend, we no longer see those beautiful things we've once shared, instead we focused on the bad that brought the relationship over.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I chose to see it from the other side of the rainbow.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;You know what is the suckiest part? When friends and outsiders start judging your every move and taking sides once a relationship ends. My say? MYOB please. It really is none of anyone's business. Of course you can be a good friend, lend a shoulder to cry on, an ear to listen, subtle&amp;nbsp;advises, other than that, nope, you shouldn't be saying anything more.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;And when those who don't even know you start judging because they thought they knew, after hearing one side of the story. A big FUCK YOU. :) There are always two sides to a story and it takes two to tango. Don't just pinpoint because you thought you knew anything at all. Unless of course, you're in a god damn stable relationship, or you're a love guru, or you're actually on the way to celebrate your 60th anniversary with your partner, then you offer some advice. Otherwise, keep your bloody thoughts to yourself will ya?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I always, always thought, when a relationship ends, two parties can still work it out. But I guess I was pretty naive or I thought I knew the very person I was with. It don't matter now. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;So what do you do with exes huh? Discard them, I will too. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13271409-3217247554826777496?l=www.vingie.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.vingie.com/feeds/3217247554826777496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13271409&amp;postID=3217247554826777496&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13271409/posts/default/3217247554826777496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13271409/posts/default/3217247554826777496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.vingie.com/2011/08/case-of-ex.html' title='Case of the Ex'/><author><name>vingie.com</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02454990064242599587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iCnh6vJ4qEQ/S13TaxHPxnI/AAAAAAAAB-8/yZMihy0eUMg/S220/DSC07325.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13271409.post-964386363913106410</id><published>2011-08-18T10:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-18T10:48:32.795+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Romance, Rekindled.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XG6SF5en9_k/Tkx9WDL-f1I/AAAAAAAACQE/HZiSBqfPkW0/s1600/krabi_tigercavetemple.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XG6SF5en9_k/Tkx9WDL-f1I/AAAAAAAACQE/HZiSBqfPkW0/s320/krabi_tigercavetemple.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13271409-964386363913106410?l=www.vingie.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.vingie.com/feeds/964386363913106410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13271409&amp;postID=964386363913106410&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13271409/posts/default/964386363913106410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13271409/posts/default/964386363913106410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.vingie.com/2011/08/romance-rekindled.html' title='Romance, Rekindled.'/><author><name>vingie.com</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02454990064242599587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iCnh6vJ4qEQ/S13TaxHPxnI/AAAAAAAAB-8/yZMihy0eUMg/S220/DSC07325.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XG6SF5en9_k/Tkx9WDL-f1I/AAAAAAAACQE/HZiSBqfPkW0/s72-c/krabi_tigercavetemple.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13271409.post-7841310888375232284</id><published>2011-08-16T11:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-16T11:16:14.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Krabi</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Y6IOkkL_C8o/Tkng60bylxI/AAAAAAAACQA/EZJPTliX2KQ/s1600/krabi+w+the+girls.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="230" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Y6IOkkL_C8o/Tkng60bylxI/AAAAAAAACQA/EZJPTliX2KQ/s320/krabi+w+the+girls.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13271409-7841310888375232284?l=www.vingie.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.vingie.com/feeds/7841310888375232284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13271409&amp;postID=7841310888375232284&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13271409/posts/default/7841310888375232284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13271409/posts/default/7841310888375232284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.vingie.com/2011/08/krabi.html' title='Krabi'/><author><name>vingie.com</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02454990064242599587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iCnh6vJ4qEQ/S13TaxHPxnI/AAAAAAAAB-8/yZMihy0eUMg/S220/DSC07325.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Y6IOkkL_C8o/Tkng60bylxI/AAAAAAAACQA/EZJPTliX2KQ/s72-c/krabi+w+the+girls.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13271409.post-5834594749189888006</id><published>2011-08-10T14:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-10T14:49:57.671+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tanah Lot - Bali</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BF4-Hastd5Y/TkIp5CAegnI/AAAAAAAACP8/VOBNYObs00A/s1600/bali_tanahlot.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BF4-Hastd5Y/TkIp5CAegnI/AAAAAAAACP8/VOBNYObs00A/s320/bali_tanahlot.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a super short trip to Bali last month.. and i am missing every bit of that place..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13271409-5834594749189888006?l=www.vingie.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.vingie.com/feeds/5834594749189888006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13271409&amp;postID=5834594749189888006&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13271409/posts/default/5834594749189888006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13271409/posts/default/5834594749189888006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.vingie.com/2011/08/tanah-lot-bali.html' title='Tanah Lot - Bali'/><author><name>vingie.com</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02454990064242599587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iCnh6vJ4qEQ/S13TaxHPxnI/AAAAAAAAB-8/yZMihy0eUMg/S220/DSC07325.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BF4-Hastd5Y/TkIp5CAegnI/AAAAAAAACP8/VOBNYObs00A/s72-c/bali_tanahlot.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13271409.post-5804015983774620115</id><published>2011-07-26T15:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-26T15:30:54.525+08:00</updated><title type='text'>And so they say..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Life is like a roller coaster.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I finally get to taste what it's like living life, like a roller coaster. With its ups and downs and not knowing what to expect gives you the thrill of wanting more from life.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I turned 23 years old a month ago. Life has come a long way for me. I've seen and felt so much, it feels pretty surreal that at 23, I'd be able to feel all that at one go.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Sometimes I feel it is a blessing from up above, for putting me through different life experiences that has allowed me the room to grow, and also the fact I make mistakes along the way, learning it the hard way.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;At times, I don't know what it's like being given life, the easy way out.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;So life has taken another 360 degrees change as of now. Let's just hope, this roller coaster ride is a good one.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13271409-5804015983774620115?l=www.vingie.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.vingie.com/feeds/5804015983774620115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13271409&amp;postID=5804015983774620115&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13271409/posts/default/5804015983774620115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13271409/posts/default/5804015983774620115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.vingie.com/2011/07/and-so-they-say.html' title='And so they say..'/><author><name>vingie.com</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02454990064242599587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iCnh6vJ4qEQ/S13TaxHPxnI/AAAAAAAAB-8/yZMihy0eUMg/S220/DSC07325.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13271409.post-2217260314626374107</id><published>2011-07-07T17:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-07T17:30:13.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'>M.I.A</title><content type='html'>Can't believe I have been such an irresponsible blogger. The last time I blogged was yonks ago!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess after writing letters after letters, press release after another, I don't have the heart or mood to blog anymore. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna start blogging all over again, what happened to my enthusiasm ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promise I'll be back!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13271409-2217260314626374107?l=www.vingie.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.vingie.com/feeds/2217260314626374107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13271409&amp;postID=2217260314626374107&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13271409/posts/default/2217260314626374107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13271409/posts/default/2217260314626374107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.vingie.com/2011/07/mia.html' title='M.I.A'/><author><name>vingie.com</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02454990064242599587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iCnh6vJ4qEQ/S13TaxHPxnI/AAAAAAAAB-8/yZMihy0eUMg/S220/DSC07325.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13271409.post-3518418831295425284</id><published>2011-05-29T14:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-29T14:43:43.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What has needles and 4 legs?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ih6-V0ha-g4/TeHq1o5EBaI/AAAAAAAACOg/kcw8wykt8Ds/s1600/DSC05357.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ih6-V0ha-g4/TeHq1o5EBaI/AAAAAAAACOg/kcw8wykt8Ds/s320/DSC05357.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porcupines at Taman Pertanian, Shah Alam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the very first time I look at porcupines at such a close range. They are damn cute, but definitely NOT cuddly!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And FYI, the size of their shit is HUMONGOUS!!! :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13271409-3518418831295425284?l=www.vingie.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.vingie.com/feeds/3518418831295425284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13271409&amp;postID=3518418831295425284&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13271409/posts/default/3518418831295425284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13271409/posts/default/3518418831295425284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.vingie.com/2011/05/what-has-needles-and-4-legs.html' title='What has needles and 4 legs?'/><author><name>vingie.com</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02454990064242599587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iCnh6vJ4qEQ/S13TaxHPxnI/AAAAAAAAB-8/yZMihy0eUMg/S220/DSC07325.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ih6-V0ha-g4/TeHq1o5EBaI/AAAAAAAACOg/kcw8wykt8Ds/s72-c/DSC05357.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13271409.post-381338833662817672</id><published>2011-05-25T13:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-25T13:29:21.657+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Que Sera Sera</title><content type='html'>This week is my last week at Sanns Communications. My first job right after graduation. I didn't think I was going to last this long. Approximately 1 year and 2 months, some of you might think it's such a short time, but to me, it is long enough for me to learn quite a fair bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I owe to both my bosses who has relentlessly taught me things. I was a fresh grad with ZERO knowledge about the PR industry but they gave me a chance. I am glad that I had a job that I really enjoy doing. There were ups and downs, but tell me, which job doesn't have pros and cons?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope I will still be able to enjoy my new job as much as I did my old one. Throughout this one year, I have made friends with people from all walks of life. Met really awesome clients who treated us like family, done exhibitions that were really foreign to me. Seen and learned lots of things that I otherwise will not have a chance to experience in my lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have also learned to understand people better. It is truly a dog eat dog world. There are people who'd do anything just to get to the top and there are those who were never given credits for their work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think my bosses or ex colleagues will ever read this, but I really want to thank all of you for the opportunities given, the things learned, and the happy/sad times we've shared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Baldwin, Gail, Li-Ann and Su Ann. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, please wish me luck for my new job!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13271409-381338833662817672?l=www.vingie.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.vingie.com/feeds/381338833662817672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13271409&amp;postID=381338833662817672&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13271409/posts/default/381338833662817672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13271409/posts/default/381338833662817672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.vingie.com/2011/05/que-sera-sera.html' title='Que Sera Sera'/><author><name>vingie.com</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02454990064242599587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iCnh6vJ4qEQ/S13TaxHPxnI/AAAAAAAAB-8/yZMihy0eUMg/S220/DSC07325.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13271409.post-5412690239753742181</id><published>2011-05-11T12:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-11T12:41:52.589+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The End</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I cannot find a more appropriate title than this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Yep, it is THE END of my life as an employee. I resigned last month, and I am serving my 1 month's notice here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;After that I am free to go and do whatever I want to do. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;But then again, I have to deal with being unemployed all over again. Not exactly a very nice feeling, but at the same time, I wasn't frantically looking for a job.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Not too sure if I want to continue doing what I have been doing for past 1 year. I've got a few job offers to consider, and that is giving me a headache because I am really super unsure of my life's direction now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Where, Who, What, When, Where and How? Answer : No idea. No freaking idea at all!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I may have to sit down and really think about it. But who likes doing stressful stuff like that? Definitely not me!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Oh well, I'll see how it goes. Halfway through I was damn sure I'd be trotting the globe with my tohpui Emilia, but now I can't be too sure anymore. :(&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Let me just deal with being happy first, June's going to be awesome because it's my birthday month! :) And then in July, I am going for a long awaited trip! Fingers crossed it'll turned out awesome!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Maybe I should rename this post to Beginning instead of THE END? :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13271409-5412690239753742181?l=www.vingie.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.vingie.com/feeds/5412690239753742181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13271409&amp;postID=5412690239753742181&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13271409/posts/default/5412690239753742181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13271409/posts/default/5412690239753742181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.vingie.com/2011/05/end.html' title='The End'/><author><name>vingie.com</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02454990064242599587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iCnh6vJ4qEQ/S13TaxHPxnI/AAAAAAAAB-8/yZMihy0eUMg/S220/DSC07325.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13271409.post-7554893735520038214</id><published>2011-04-26T19:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-26T19:30:38.772+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Malaysian's Plight</title><content type='html'>I am speaking from my point of view with regards to what has happened to my family lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the 16th of April, my sister and a friend were travelling back after a great night out with their friends.&amp;nbsp;Unfortunately&amp;nbsp;for the both of them, they were tailed and targeted by a gang of ruthless criminals who followed them into a hotel carpark. My sister and her friend were robbed in the hotel carpak, and slashed on the thigh with a parang. The incident has left my sister and her friend traumatized and suffered tremendous loss both physically and financially.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are now in the midst of settling this entire ordeal with the hotel which I will not mention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what I want to highlight now is, how unsafe it is for us to be out and about in our own country. Nevermind if it was late at night,you can't even go out without feeling paranoid that you might be the next victim in broad daylight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of you might argue that it is an ''invited'' tragedy because two girls shouldn't be travelling at night anyways. But mind you, should we keep staying at home because it is unsafe out there? It is not just our own responsibility to keep ourselves safe, it is a two way relationship. Because our Gov and Police force are not doing enough to make us feel safe, we have to confine&amp;nbsp;ourselves&amp;nbsp;within the four walls of our homes and continue letting the criminals go scot - free?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The criminals had baseball bats, parangs, and other stuff that will cause serious bodily harm in their car. What is our police doing? Shouldn't there be roadblocks? And FYI, the car they were driven in was a stolen car. This case is not an isolated case, it has been on going for far too long. But what are our Government and Police doing to give us a peace of mind? Nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was with my sister at the police station. We were there to make police report, otherwise she wouldn't be able to get her IC, passport and everything else done. By right, we make police report, because we want action to be taken. We were not there to make a police report just for the sake of that piece of paper so that we can get our documents processed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were treated badly by the officers at Subang Jaya Police Station. My sister has just gotten out from the operation theater to&amp;nbsp;stitch&amp;nbsp;up her wound, she was bleeding profusely but she was advised to get the report down as soon as possible. We had to wait for the police to type our report for at least 1.30 hours, the officer was incapable of typing properly. He was using 1 finger to type and he was rude to both my sister and i. He couldn't be bothered to care or to do his job properly. He made us feel as if we were the criminals instead. My sister told him to hurry up because she was in a lot of pain, all he had to say was 'tak boleh tunggu ke? sakit &amp;nbsp;tak boleh tahan sikit?' This is how helpful they are. &amp;nbsp;Please explain to me how is that ' Tegas, Adil dan Berhemah' &lt;i&gt;( Firm, Fair and Prudent)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What kind of treatment and mentality is that? We are talking about two girls being robbed and almost abducted by armed criminals who has been doing this for quite sometime. Why are they still taking this lightly? They don't realize the seriousness of this entire case? He made my sister wait until she fainted in the police station. Nobody came to help me. I had to carry my sister all by myself, while at least 8 other officers stood and look, enjoying the commotion. There were many other police officers that morning, I assumed they were having their first briefing of the day. How would you feel if you were in my shoes? I was beyond hurt and disappointed to know that our policemen are like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How is it possible that I no longer feel safe to live in my own country? How am I supposed to feel safe knowing that our police force won't do anything to help us? I am angry that all these are happening. But what are we citizens to do? What can WE do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This isn't the first time I dealt with police officers like that. I bet a lot of you must have felt what I feel that very moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Government is busy promoting 1Malaysia, but how is this 1Malaysia when our police can't even help to catch criminals?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want each and everyone of you to be extra careful when going out, whether it is late at night, or in the morning. It doesn't matter now. Because the criminals are now still free, going about hurting and robbing people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is time we take matters into our own hands. Voice out,and Vote.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't let our country take a turn for the worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If your citizen is finding it shameful to be known as a Malaysian, something must be damn wrong with its country.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13271409-7554893735520038214?l=www.vingie.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.vingie.com/feeds/7554893735520038214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13271409&amp;postID=7554893735520038214&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13271409/posts/default/7554893735520038214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13271409/posts/default/7554893735520038214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.vingie.com/2011/04/malaysians-plight.html' title='A Malaysian&apos;s Plight'/><author><name>vingie.com</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02454990064242599587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iCnh6vJ4qEQ/S13TaxHPxnI/AAAAAAAAB-8/yZMihy0eUMg/S220/DSC07325.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13271409.post-2285254467998771836</id><published>2011-04-06T16:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-06T16:23:50.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Manhattan Fish Market - A Fish &amp; Cheap Story</title><content type='html'>I think by now a lot you would have probably tried&amp;nbsp;Manhattan&amp;nbsp;Fish Market's (MFM) Fish 'n' Chips, well if you haven't I advised you not to. Because it was nothing to shout about. I am not a big fan of fish so I don't always eat at MFM, I have only been to that place for 4 times thus far. Yesterday, was my 5th time there, I was at the e@curve outlet to try out their Fish 'n' Chips promotion. Rm 6.99 for a plate of Fish 'n' Chips sounds like a real steal! Only to be disappointed again, the portion was alright, but the food just does not live up to its standard for being a restaurant that is supposed to serve the freshest, lip smacking American style seafood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZT2Mqr_DcDU/TZwhvI5rYLI/AAAAAAAACOU/I21hp5m3uRg/s1600/mav2+002.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZT2Mqr_DcDU/TZwhvI5rYLI/AAAAAAAACOU/I21hp5m3uRg/s320/mav2+002.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Blah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am also terribly upset that they serve their soups in styrofoam cups and all their sauces were served in plastic containers!!!Oh how very environmental friendly they are! Before I start complaining about all this, I have something else to say about this restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0rJmIiSDarQ/TZwhsz6q55I/AAAAAAAACOQ/sn8Xe3Ljc2g/s1600/mav2+001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0rJmIiSDarQ/TZwhsz6q55I/AAAAAAAACOQ/sn8Xe3Ljc2g/s320/mav2+001.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Earth Killer!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It's a bloody con job!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides the RM 6.99 promotion, they are also running the Pasta Super Savers Promotions. Order a pasta and you get to order add-ons for a lot cheaper. So we ordered a RM 6.99 meal and a pasta with TWO add-ons. There wasn't any terms &amp;amp; conditions that says we're only allowed to add ONE super saver add-ons with every pasta. We ordered the pasta RM 19.90 with soup (RM1.90 after discount) and a drink (RM 2.90 i think)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0mGJ0OA7t8U/TZwhwwGUbYI/AAAAAAAACOY/2JXw8sebSCw/s1600/mav2+003.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0mGJ0OA7t8U/TZwhwwGUbYI/AAAAAAAACOY/2JXw8sebSCw/s320/mav2+003.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Super not nice pasta!! And this is their Creamy Seafood Pasta. What SEAFOOD?! 3 squids?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;When the bill came, I was surprised to see all my add-ons counted in their original price. The drink was RM7.90 and the soup was RM 5.90. Perplexed, I flagged the waiter over and asked for an&amp;nbsp;explanation&amp;nbsp;POLITELY. He said, no ma'am you have to pay full price because that's what you ordered. I told him I ordered it out of the Pasta Savers menu only did he tell me, I will be entitled to ONE add-on per pasta. Even that is so, I was still charged full price for both items. I kept explaining to him and it took him quite awhile to understand what I was trying to say. Finally understood what I meant he mumbled sorry and took my bill back to the cashier. And then, 5 people were surrounding the cashier trying to make sense what I told the first waiter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VFwRMHamEB4/TZwhyoDRqaI/AAAAAAAACOc/zr8MpsY01sg/s1600/mav2+004.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VFwRMHamEB4/TZwhyoDRqaI/AAAAAAAACOc/zr8MpsY01sg/s320/mav2+004.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;They made me wait there for them to finish calculating the correct sum I was supposed to pay. Honestly, I felt really cheated, not because I couldn't afford what I ordered. But I feel it is really unfair to a customer, because we weren't told about their terms and conditions. And if there were ANY terms and conditions at all, it wasn't stated anywhere on the menu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And how dare he used a pen to change the receipt! So unprofessionally done! Or maybe he just don't know how to operate that damn cash register!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conclusion, I'd never go back to MFM because both the service and the food sucks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13271409-2285254467998771836?l=www.vingie.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.vingie.com/feeds/2285254467998771836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13271409&amp;postID=2285254467998771836&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13271409/posts/default/2285254467998771836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13271409/posts/default/2285254467998771836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.vingie.com/2011/04/manhattan-fish-market-fish-cheap-story.html' title='The Manhattan Fish Market - A Fish &amp; Cheap Story'/><author><name>vingie.com</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02454990064242599587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iCnh6vJ4qEQ/S13TaxHPxnI/AAAAAAAAB-8/yZMihy0eUMg/S220/DSC07325.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZT2Mqr_DcDU/TZwhvI5rYLI/AAAAAAAACOU/I21hp5m3uRg/s72-c/mav2+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13271409.post-6323917817896297124</id><published>2011-03-21T15:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-21T15:21:29.352+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blood is Thicker than Water</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-SqDLb3mfXaU/TYb8WpNpMnI/AAAAAAAACOM/EofRFPuLroI/s1600/DSC05263.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-SqDLb3mfXaU/TYb8WpNpMnI/AAAAAAAACOM/EofRFPuLroI/s320/DSC05263.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;these are the people that I know I can rely on forever&lt;br /&gt;doesn't matter when or where I need them to be&lt;br /&gt;they'd always be there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13271409-6323917817896297124?l=www.vingie.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.vingie.com/feeds/6323917817896297124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13271409&amp;postID=6323917817896297124&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13271409/posts/default/6323917817896297124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13271409/posts/default/6323917817896297124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.vingie.com/2011/03/blood-is-thicker-than-water.html' title='Blood is Thicker than Water'/><author><name>vingie.com</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02454990064242599587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iCnh6vJ4qEQ/S13TaxHPxnI/AAAAAAAAB-8/yZMihy0eUMg/S220/DSC07325.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-SqDLb3mfXaU/TYb8WpNpMnI/AAAAAAAACOM/EofRFPuLroI/s72-c/DSC05263.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13271409.post-4336335868427957161</id><published>2011-03-16T19:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-16T19:17:44.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>L.I.F.E</title><content type='html'>I almost wanted to start a very hate filled post. Because I am angry, I feel like I got cheated.&lt;br /&gt;As I was ranting away, a realization hit me real hard. &amp;nbsp;Life is short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The recent Japan quake and tsunami made me realized that life is damn fucking short.&lt;br /&gt;I have been following the news since day 1, and it's devastating.&lt;br /&gt;The number of lives lost in this tragedy is freaking me out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All those people that never survived probably don't expect to die with such a short notice.&lt;br /&gt;What the hell, nobody knows when they will die. Unless you make a pact with the devil himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I think we all have pact with the devil, otherwise, why are we so discontented about life?&lt;br /&gt;The four short letters, L.I.F.E.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How is it possible for me to really, live without regrets?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If one day, I am caught in such a dire situation, will I be able to take one last glimpse at life and smile because I have lived? Or will the thought of dying freak me out so badly because there are still lots that I have not fulfilled?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That I really can't answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only have one goal now, that is to really live my life for myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to eat whatever I want to eat.&lt;br /&gt;Do whatever I want to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should stop feeling all the negativity and just focus on staying happy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to try to live life, for once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;before it is too late.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13271409-4336335868427957161?l=www.vingie.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.vingie.com/feeds/4336335868427957161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13271409&amp;postID=4336335868427957161&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13271409/posts/default/4336335868427957161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13271409/posts/default/4336335868427957161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.vingie.com/2011/03/life.html' title='L.I.F.E'/><author><name>vingie.com</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02454990064242599587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iCnh6vJ4qEQ/S13TaxHPxnI/AAAAAAAAB-8/yZMihy0eUMg/S220/DSC07325.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13271409.post-8310924686472065571</id><published>2011-03-15T14:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-15T14:34:44.685+08:00</updated><title type='text'>flutterby *</title><content type='html'>Lately I have been doing a lot of soul searching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the past couple of months, I honestly feel lost.&lt;br /&gt;I no longer feel like I am me.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it is quad -life crisis, but thankfully, I have found peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It could be because I am growing up, I am trying to see things from a better perspective.&lt;br /&gt;I am also trying, trying real hard to be happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was afraid of making changes, but I no longer feel that fear.&lt;br /&gt;Or the need to fear, as a matter of fact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope life works out for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I hope, one day I'll be able to realize my dreams.&lt;br /&gt;To do something different before my time is up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13271409-8310924686472065571?l=www.vingie.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.vingie.com/feeds/8310924686472065571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13271409&amp;postID=8310924686472065571&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13271409/posts/default/8310924686472065571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13271409/posts/default/8310924686472065571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.vingie.com/2011/03/flutterby.html' title='flutterby *'/><author><name>vingie.com</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02454990064242599587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iCnh6vJ4qEQ/S13TaxHPxnI/AAAAAAAAB-8/yZMihy0eUMg/S220/DSC07325.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13271409.post-2118592125478287349</id><published>2011-03-11T14:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-11T15:02:41.845+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chris Medina - What Are Words</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="295" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/nQY4dIxY1H4?fs=1" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Anywhere you are, I am near&lt;br /&gt;Anywhere you go, I'll be there&lt;br /&gt;Anytime you whisper my name, you'll see&lt;br /&gt;How every single promise I keep&lt;br /&gt;Cuz what kind of guy would I be&lt;br /&gt;If I was to leave when you need me most&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are words&lt;br /&gt;If you really don't mean them&lt;br /&gt;When you say them&lt;br /&gt;What are words&lt;br /&gt;If they're only for good times&lt;br /&gt;Then they don't&lt;br /&gt;When it's love&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, you say them out loud&lt;br /&gt;Those words, They never go away&lt;br /&gt;They live on, even when we're gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I know an angel was sent just for me&lt;br /&gt;And I know I'm meant to be where I am&lt;br /&gt;And I'm gonna be&lt;br /&gt;Standing right beside her tonight&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; line-height: 27px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;And I'm gonna be by your side&lt;br /&gt;I would never leave when she needs me most&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are words&lt;br /&gt;If you really don't mean them&lt;br /&gt;When you say them&lt;br /&gt;What are words&lt;br /&gt;If they're only for good times&lt;br /&gt;Then they don't&lt;br /&gt;When it's love&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, you say them out loud&lt;br /&gt;Those words, They never go away&lt;br /&gt;They live on, even when we're gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywhere you are, I am near&lt;br /&gt;Anywhere you go, I'll be there&lt;br /&gt;And I'm gonna be here forever more&lt;br /&gt;Every single promise I keep&lt;br /&gt;Cuz what kind of guy would I be&lt;br /&gt;If I was to leave when you need me most&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm forever keeping my angel close&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Each time I listen to this song, I can't help it but to cry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's so full of emotion, I wonder what it's like for Chris when he sings this song.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It must have meant so much to him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cherish those that are now with you, before it is too late&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nothing you can do to turn back time anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&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/13271409-2118592125478287349?l=www.vingie.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.vingie.com/feeds/2118592125478287349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13271409&amp;postID=2118592125478287349&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13271409/posts/default/2118592125478287349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13271409/posts/default/2118592125478287349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.vingie.com/2011/03/chris-medina-what-are-words.html' title='Chris Medina - What Are Words'/><author><name>vingie.com</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02454990064242599587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iCnh6vJ4qEQ/S13TaxHPxnI/AAAAAAAAB-8/yZMihy0eUMg/S220/DSC07325.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/nQY4dIxY1H4/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13271409.post-5722727209433567438</id><published>2011-03-07T16:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-07T21:51:15.568+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lake Toba</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Continuation from my Medan post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;And so, our scary ferry ride was for our journey to Lake Toba. According to Wikipedia, Lake Toba is a lake (duh!) and also a SUPER volcano. Not just any volcano, but a SUPER one. Awesome right? It is also the largest volcanic lake in the world. Can you believe this? No I can't. When I first found out that I was going to be on a SUPER volcano, I kinda freak out a little. The world is getting a little&amp;nbsp;unpredictable&amp;nbsp;lately, with the earthquakes and war. I wasn't going to risk my life having fun on a volcano and the next thing I know is, I am turned into a pile of ashes. It has erupted before about, 80,000 years ago, killing everything in sight. Why am I trying to scare all of you? I really don't know, but trust me, Lake Toba is beautiful. I'll go anytime, who cares if it's a semi active super volcano? :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I digress..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-dGef8xDtreY/TXRPiZFw71I/AAAAAAAACNs/GxD1ej9frLw/s1600/DSC05001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-dGef8xDtreY/TXRPiZFw71I/AAAAAAAACNs/GxD1ej9frLw/s320/DSC05001.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;When 13 of us finally reached Lake Toba, we were greeted by mosquitoes and frogs and snails and darkness. Bet you think I was going to say awesome views, but no, because it was quite late. We were on Somali pirates ship remember? We stayed in Tabo Cottage, for the price we pay, it was an awesome place to stay. Food was good, the room was beautiful, the view was breath - taking, weather was chilly, buddy was friendly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-ikk1ziRdyk8/TXRQGagKjFI/AAAAAAAACNw/oKQkfC3trVs/s1600/DSC05002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-ikk1ziRdyk8/TXRQGagKjFI/AAAAAAAACNw/oKQkfC3trVs/s320/DSC05002.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I don't have a lot of pictures on our rooms though! We were all staying separately, and each room has very different settings. Our lodging, just like its name, is in a form of cottages. Quaint cottages. I like! I was in the same room as Colleen, aL and Yenty. While Emily, Sherlyn and Asrar were staying on the ground floor. Aaron, JJ and sleepyhead DesmondFool stayed in one, and Satkuru, Angeline and Kong in another. I think my room is the nicest among all. :D&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;During dinner, Satkuru was asking us if we have bike license, I didn't know that he was hatching an awesome plan for all of us. He told us that we'll be biking around the next morning, not knowing what to expect, I just agreed along, because the thought of biking with so many people will be damn fun! We were asked to meet at the lobby at 7am I think.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;The next morning, I excitedly woke up for our adventure. Woke everyone up in my room, and no one can shower because we only had cold water. I'll turn into ice if I had showered that very morning, only Yenty showered and it took her 30 minutes to shower!!!!! She told me she was exercising in the toilet so that she will be warm enough to take the cold shower. hahahahaha!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I was so happy to be out of the room and to be greeted by such awesome view. I was running around happily with Buddy. Oh! Buddy is our friendly local dog, and thankfully he doesn't have rabies.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/--SjG5doyM4g/TXSHIT2_vjI/AAAAAAAACN0/zrgMYTMt6Wc/s1600/DSC05021.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/--SjG5doyM4g/TXSHIT2_vjI/AAAAAAAACN0/zrgMYTMt6Wc/s320/DSC05021.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;This is Buddy :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-G1GjSWEoR8c/TXSHqtKhfPI/AAAAAAAACN4/ivWUw35kXbg/s1600/DSC05023.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-G1GjSWEoR8c/TXSHqtKhfPI/AAAAAAAACN4/ivWUw35kXbg/s320/DSC05023.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;This is the view from our cottage!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-c41LX7M3tps/TXSHsVkjwoI/AAAAAAAACN8/chY2R2bNAuk/s1600/DSC05024.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-c41LX7M3tps/TXSHsVkjwoI/AAAAAAAACN8/chY2R2bNAuk/s320/DSC05024.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Our Quaint Cottage!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;After all the running around, and picture taking, it was time to embark on another journey. Our uber fun scooter ride!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-sFChh-thIsE/TXSIsQC_zvI/AAAAAAAACOA/_kkM_57iNP4/s1600/188567_10150101722923583_611043582_6520735_183551_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-sFChh-thIsE/TXSIsQC_zvI/AAAAAAAACOA/_kkM_57iNP4/s320/188567_10150101722923583_611043582_6520735_183551_n.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;This was our ride, I was hoping we'd be able to get the Vespa at the very end, but no, we had high tech scooter. Mine was pink in color, thank you Satkuru for painstakingly arranging a pink bike for me. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;We were in teams of two, aL with Desmond, Yenty with Aaron, Satkuru with Angeline, Colleen and I, JJ with Sherlyn, Emily with Asrar and finally Kong. He had to ride with his imaginary friend. Sorry Kong! :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;It was my very first proper bike ride in my entire life, I was never allowed to be on a bike when I was a little girl. After this trip, I almost, wanted to go get myself a bike license, but mom said NO! :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;We were cruising around the village, to a certain point, I think we certainly resembled our famed Malaysian Mat Rempits. We were riding without helmets alright, and some of us without licenses even! Shame on us, but it was fun, so what the heck!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-8iwfWFDvxqQ/TXSRmu-LmZI/AAAAAAAACOE/7NYz21amGfo/s1600/DSC05033.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-8iwfWFDvxqQ/TXSRmu-LmZI/AAAAAAAACOE/7NYz21amGfo/s320/DSC05033.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Taking advantage of the great view, we stopped by to take some pictures. The place is beautiful! Just doesn't smell as good, lots of cow dungs, you might want to keep your eyes open while walking, as you might accidentally step on one big pile of shit.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-xJsb9aPpdlg/TXSSLoL5gyI/AAAAAAAACOI/85g-eJH4a0w/s1600/172877_129368757136646_100001905662935_197731_5182763_o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-xJsb9aPpdlg/TXSSLoL5gyI/AAAAAAAACOI/85g-eJH4a0w/s320/172877_129368757136646_100001905662935_197731_5182763_o.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Finally a group shot of all of us.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Initially I thought I might be able to sum it all up in this post, guess I was wrong, there will be a 3rd post. Can't believe I have so much to write for such a short trip!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Stay tuned!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13271409-5722727209433567438?l=www.vingie.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.vingie.com/feeds/5722727209433567438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13271409&amp;postID=5722727209433567438&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13271409/posts/default/5722727209433567438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13271409/posts/default/5722727209433567438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.vingie.com/2011/03/lake-toba.html' title='Lake Toba'/><author><name>vingie.com</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02454990064242599587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iCnh6vJ4qEQ/S13TaxHPxnI/AAAAAAAAB-8/yZMihy0eUMg/S220/DSC07325.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-dGef8xDtreY/TXRPiZFw71I/AAAAAAAACNs/GxD1ej9frLw/s72-c/DSC05001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13271409.post-6960144363162840471</id><published>2011-03-05T16:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-05T16:03:16.482+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Leah</title><content type='html'>Please don't continue sleeping, I don't know what I'd do without you now.&lt;br /&gt;It has been a great 2 months with you, why'd you have to go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come back soon.. I'll miss you :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-ynjySxC9slY/TXHuEjzJfFI/AAAAAAAACNo/4wv4Ku6KwcE/s1600/178996_497766724891_716149891_6086464_2708994_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-ynjySxC9slY/TXHuEjzJfFI/AAAAAAAACNo/4wv4Ku6KwcE/s320/178996_497766724891_716149891_6086464_2708994_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This was when we first met.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/13271409-6960144363162840471?l=www.vingie.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.vingie.com/feeds/6960144363162840471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13271409&amp;postID=6960144363162840471&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13271409/posts/default/6960144363162840471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13271409/posts/default/6960144363162840471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.vingie.com/2011/03/dear-leah.html' title='Dear Leah'/><author><name>vingie.com</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02454990064242599587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iCnh6vJ4qEQ/S13TaxHPxnI/AAAAAAAAB-8/yZMihy0eUMg/S220/DSC07325.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-ynjySxC9slY/TXHuEjzJfFI/AAAAAAAACNo/4wv4Ku6KwcE/s72-c/178996_497766724891_716149891_6086464_2708994_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13271409.post-1262953653488238620</id><published>2011-03-02T15:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-02T15:46:32.629+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Medan Day 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;On a beautiful Saturday morning, 13 of us gathered albeit separately at Penang International Airport and LCCT to board our plane to Medan. This trip was planned eons ago, during one of Air Asia's zero fare promotion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;When I booked this trip, I certainly didn't know what to expect out of it, because it is Indonesia afterall. What can you possibly do in Indonesia? Boy, I was wrong. Indonesia is a lot of fun. Especially when you're travelling with a bunch of crazies, anything and everything is possible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-bq47KHff5wk/TW3m8oZKSBI/AAAAAAAACNY/CzJq-HbKegg/s1600/DSC04922.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-bq47KHff5wk/TW3m8oZKSBI/AAAAAAAACNY/CzJq-HbKegg/s320/DSC04922.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;When 13 of us finally met at Polonia Airport, our journey begins, it was 13 of us versus one old van without air - con. It was exactly like a can of sardine, except it was a can of microwaved sardine. We were on our way to Berastagi for lunch. It took us about 4 hours to reach Berastagi if I remembered correctly. The journey was a definite eye opening experience for me. Drivers in Medan don't give two hoots about road rules. Anyone can drive on any lane just as long as you sound your honk. It doesn't matter if it's two way or one way, the rule is simple, honk and go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;We finally reached our destination Berastagi for lunch. By then we were exhausted, dizzy, sweaty and super hungry. The journey was crazy, we had to endure countless potholes and the hot weather wasn't doing us any good, but still we managed to crack jokes in the van.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-bqqvZxiGXP8/TW3nFgUBPBI/AAAAAAAACNc/Ed1ODty0ei0/s1600/DSC04947.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-bqqvZxiGXP8/TW3nFgUBPBI/AAAAAAAACNc/Ed1ODty0ei0/s320/DSC04947.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Thankfully after lunch it started pouring, meaning we don't have to continue sauna-ing in our air -con less van but, this time, the van leaked. Our baggage behind were all wet. Damn. Our next destination was Tongging, Spiso - piso waterfall. The view took my breath away. Our fellow photographer friends were all jumping in excitement. Infact almost all of them are photographers except for a few of us, but still we were all amazed by the view there.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-wvhoxRW5yiA/TW3oA8BBCbI/AAAAAAAACNg/99PNIm_NXZw/s1600/DSC04963.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-wvhoxRW5yiA/TW3oA8BBCbI/AAAAAAAACNg/99PNIm_NXZw/s320/DSC04963.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Looking at this, the only thing I wanted to do was start singing Jessica Simpson's take my breath away. &lt;i&gt;*le sigh* &lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;We totally forgot about how long it took us to get there, or how hot it was in the van or the never ending winding roads that we had to go through just to get there. It was all worth it. After what felt like a million years, we had to again board our not so cute van to continue our journey to the jetty for our next adventure.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;We were in a bloody rush as the last ferry to board to Lake Toba was at 6pm. Turns out, we were late afterall, because our van driver wasn't too sure where or how to go. The road condition became quite unbearable, Colleen and aL puked. The next time, both of them should really sit together and be puke buddies. :p&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-APqnQwlFH1s/TW3pYJ0kRpI/AAAAAAAACNk/41cc6mdE-EI/s1600/189615_10150101712648583_611043582_6520565_4888583_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-APqnQwlFH1s/TW3pYJ0kRpI/AAAAAAAACNk/41cc6mdE-EI/s320/189615_10150101712648583_611043582_6520565_4888583_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;By far, the scariest part of our adventure had to be this ferry ride. We were late, the last ferry has already embarked on its journey. I thought we'd have to spend a night a the jetty already, but luckily we had Yenty with us. Our Indonesian friend, she managed to bargain for a ferry just for us. But of course, we had to pay more, infact, the entire ferry cost 300,000.00 Rupiah. We went anyway, since it was getting dark. Halfway, mid - sea, our ferry just stopped. Imagine our horror, 13 cute people stranded on a ferry at night. Mehhhh, lots of thoughts went into my head, which includes things like being kidnapped by the famed Somali pirates. Can't blame us, it was scary. Our boat captain told us that his engine stopped working. By then I think some of us had already planned to jump into the cold waters to escape, but then there might be the great Kraken in the sea, so we stayed put and prayed. (i lied, we were still our hyper self, not knowing the dangers ahead) The engine&amp;nbsp;miraculousness started working after about 20 minutes. phewww..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;After an hour, we reached our final destination, tired but excited..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;to be continued.. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13271409-1262953653488238620?l=www.vingie.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.vingie.com/feeds/1262953653488238620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13271409&amp;postID=1262953653488238620&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13271409/posts/default/1262953653488238620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13271409/posts/default/1262953653488238620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.vingie.com/2011/03/medan-day-1.html' title='Medan Day 1'/><author><name>vingie.com</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02454990064242599587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iCnh6vJ4qEQ/S13TaxHPxnI/AAAAAAAAB-8/yZMihy0eUMg/S220/DSC07325.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-bq47KHff5wk/TW3m8oZKSBI/AAAAAAAACNY/CzJq-HbKegg/s72-c/DSC04922.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13271409.post-430717761264045011</id><published>2011-02-28T12:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-28T12:12:11.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Medan 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-gDQdxdjJVwY/TWsf_NmQTYI/AAAAAAAACNU/uKczACyObNA/s1600/DSC05022.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-gDQdxdjJVwY/TWsf_NmQTYI/AAAAAAAACNU/uKczACyObNA/s320/DSC05022.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just got back from a wonderful trip to Medan yesterday. It was very unexpected but I had a lot of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first trip out of Malaysia with friends and it is awesome. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is a picture of Buddy and I taken at Tabo Cottages.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13271409-430717761264045011?l=www.vingie.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.vingie.com/feeds/430717761264045011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13271409&amp;postID=430717761264045011&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13271409/posts/default/430717761264045011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13271409/posts/default/430717761264045011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.vingie.com/2011/02/medan-2011.html' title='Medan 2011'/><author><name>vingie.com</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02454990064242599587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iCnh6vJ4qEQ/S13TaxHPxnI/AAAAAAAAB-8/yZMihy0eUMg/S220/DSC07325.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-gDQdxdjJVwY/TWsf_NmQTYI/AAAAAAAACNU/uKczACyObNA/s72-c/DSC05022.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13271409.post-2348002524854306895</id><published>2011-02-23T09:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-23T09:43:25.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Morning Rant</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I am feeling like a bitch early in the morning, I wonder if it has anything to do with my freaking womb. But what the heck, since I don't even know what in the world is wrong I can just conveniently blame that-time-of -the-month.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I have been so bored out of my mind nothing excites me anymore. I am living in a city full of life, yet I am bored to the core. Maybe because I am not exactly experience the lives around me. How can I? All I ever do is go to work and go home.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I am 23 years old, and I am bored of life already? That must really be awfully sad.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;There are so many things that I dreamed of doing for this life-time.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I have dreamed of opening my own pet friendly cafe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I have dreamed of working closely with orphans.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I have dreamed of travelling the world to do charity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I have dreamed of visiting Africa and being so close with the wilderness.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;You're right. I dreamed.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;And unfortunately for me, it's never going to come true. Because I am stuck in the pathetic place doing incredibly pathetic stuff.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Who or what is going to help me realize my dreams? No one.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I have learned to never rely on anyone but my own self. No one is ever going to THAT good to me, to put me first before anything else. Nah - uh.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Fairytales are complete bullshit. It only happens in the books, in the movies where there are happily ever afters.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;And if you're born poor, you will be poor for the rest of your life. It is THAT unfair. No handsome prince is going to come whisk you away to foreverland.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;In today's world, if you are young and you want to be rich, go be a mistress. Nuff' said.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;In this cruel dog - eat - dog world all you can do is rely on yourself and try to muster all the courage to live.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Dramatic? But that's a fact.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Done ranting. Back to doing mundane stuff.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13271409-2348002524854306895?l=www.vingie.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.vingie.com/feeds/2348002524854306895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13271409&amp;postID=2348002524854306895&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13271409/posts/default/2348002524854306895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13271409/posts/default/2348002524854306895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.vingie.com/2011/02/morning-rant.html' title='Morning Rant'/><author><name>vingie.com</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02454990064242599587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iCnh6vJ4qEQ/S13TaxHPxnI/AAAAAAAAB-8/yZMihy0eUMg/S220/DSC07325.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13271409.post-2520645466568028880</id><published>2011-02-21T00:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-21T10:09:53.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Free - Loader in The Making</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I have just worked out a savings plan for myself. From the looks of the plan, it already feels like a major success. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I am no longer young, I may need to take up a little bit more responsibility, not that I haven't already been feeding myself for as long as I can remember.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;But for now, I really wish to take my life a step further, by having a little savings for the rainy days. I don't want to panic during monsoon seasons. And I hate having to ask for help or to let anyone worry about me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I am sure, I will be able to live as planned, IF I am&amp;nbsp;disciplined&amp;nbsp;enough. Which means, I may have to do a lot of sacrifices to keep my plan afloat.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;For instance, no more indulging on good food. I am a big fan of food, when I am upset, good food lifts my spirits up, which explains the ever expanding waistline. *frowns*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I will also have to give up on buying things for myself or anybody else for that matter. So friends, if I happened to keep saying no to birthday parties, weddings, farewells, or for catch up sessions, you know I am not being anti social. Just frugal. A girl's gotta do what a girl's gotta do. If you really, really want me to go out with you, you'll have to buy me lunch/dinner/drinks. Yes, I am going to be the ultimate free-loader you'll ever find. :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;After working out a financial plan, I will then have to work on a diet plan that will suit my money-saving plans. That'll be like killing two birds with one stone. Expanding the bank account and at the same time, shrinking the waistline. Bloody brilliant isn;t it? I thought so too. I can almost hear all of you&amp;nbsp;applauding&amp;nbsp;my awesomeness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Plus, if I want to visit so many places this year and next year, I am more than willing to say goodbye to that new pair of shoes and that yummy plate of salmon sashimi.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13271409-2520645466568028880?l=www.vingie.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.vingie.com/feeds/2520645466568028880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13271409&amp;postID=2520645466568028880&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13271409/posts/default/2520645466568028880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13271409/posts/default/2520645466568028880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.vingie.com/2011/02/free-loader-in-making.html' title='Free - Loader in The Making'/><author><name>vingie.com</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02454990064242599587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iCnh6vJ4qEQ/S13TaxHPxnI/AAAAAAAAB-8/yZMihy0eUMg/S220/DSC07325.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13271409.post-5034983027417629030</id><published>2011-02-18T11:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T11:20:33.329+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Project Not Eating</title><content type='html'>I am going to try to fast for the next 3 months because, I have something I'd want to buy. And I feel it will be worth all the pain I'd have to go through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I begin, let me just quote this " To err is human, to forgive divine" And because I am only human, I am going to say I made a mistake, to stop being brand&amp;nbsp;conscious. &amp;nbsp;:D So I don't care if you think I am being a hypocrite, because I am only human. &lt;i&gt;*flipshair*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have recently set eyes upon this beautiful baby and I have been looking at it ever since.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not a bird or a plane, it's a ... BAG! What else right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jeng jeng jeng!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yGiK7M4p6Ho/TV3kzdWxAYI/AAAAAAAACNQ/Ax-5k7455uQ/s1600/Louis-Vuitton-Delightful-Monogram-PM-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yGiK7M4p6Ho/TV3kzdWxAYI/AAAAAAAACNQ/Ax-5k7455uQ/s200/Louis-Vuitton-Delightful-Monogram-PM-1.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Introducing, the almighty Louis Vuitton Delightfull. This is like, love at first sight. Hence, I shall be skipping all kinds of meals until I get this baby. It'll be worth it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*continues staring at the bag for the entire day*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13271409-5034983027417629030?l=www.vingie.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.vingie.com/feeds/5034983027417629030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13271409&amp;postID=5034983027417629030&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13271409/posts/default/5034983027417629030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13271409/posts/default/5034983027417629030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.vingie.com/2011/02/project-not-eating.html' title='Project Not Eating'/><author><name>vingie.com</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02454990064242599587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iCnh6vJ4qEQ/S13TaxHPxnI/AAAAAAAAB-8/yZMihy0eUMg/S220/DSC07325.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yGiK7M4p6Ho/TV3kzdWxAYI/AAAAAAAACNQ/Ax-5k7455uQ/s72-c/Louis-Vuitton-Delightful-Monogram-PM-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13271409.post-7564922495313786856</id><published>2011-02-09T14:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-09T14:07:42.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Pocketful of Sunshine.. NOT.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;sometimes I am happy, sometimes I am not. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;it's getting pretty scary how fast I change my mind over things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;or how fast my mood swings.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I don't think anyone can keep up with that, at all.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;and sometimes, i think i know where i am, sometimes i don't.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;it feels right, it feels wrong. to a certain extent, i don't know what or how to feel.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;and no, it doesn't feel that alright anymore.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13271409-7564922495313786856?l=www.vingie.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.vingie.com/feeds/7564922495313786856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13271409&amp;postID=7564922495313786856&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13271409/posts/default/7564922495313786856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13271409/posts/default/7564922495313786856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.vingie.com/2011/02/pocketful-of-sunshine-not.html' title='A Pocketful of Sunshine.. NOT.'/><author><name>vingie.com</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02454990064242599587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iCnh6vJ4qEQ/S13TaxHPxnI/AAAAAAAAB-8/yZMihy0eUMg/S220/DSC07325.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13271409.post-1636231013147592870</id><published>2011-01-25T09:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T09:09:14.239+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Poodle Punched and Forced to Stand on Two Hind Legs</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I watched the most horrific video on Facebook. No, it' wasn't a video of cats being crushed, or a video of someone being operated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a simple of a poodle and its owners. But why is it horrific, if it was only a video of a dog and its owner?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The answer is : THE OWNER WAS ABUSING THE POODLE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a 15 minutes video of pure abuse. The puppy was kicked, slapped, punched, thrown against the wall. All these was just to make the puppy stand on its hind legs. The video was so painful to watch. At 1 min, I almost gave up watching. I teared watching it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can someone actually be that cruel? What did the puppy do to get this kind of treatment? To be hit and kicked just because the puppy wouldn't stand on its hind legs?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's pure cruel and&amp;nbsp;absurd for that kind of abuse to even take place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The video was filmed by the abuser's girlfriend, who was equally sick. She did nothing to save the poor puppy. All she could do was to say " Dear, don't " softly in Chinese. She filmed the entire 15 minutes of her boyfriend abusing the puppy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The video caused an uproar in Facebook, and SPCA Singapore is currently working on things to get the man in action. I really hope he is caught soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea whether the puppy survived or died. I really hope, the puppy will be rescued and given a new home soon. A new loving home that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click on this link to watch the video on Facebook : &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/video/video.php?v=1688604428314"&gt;Poodle Abused by Owner&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13271409-1636231013147592870?l=www.vingie.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.vingie.com/feeds/1636231013147592870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13271409&amp;postID=1636231013147592870&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13271409/posts/default/1636231013147592870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13271409/posts/default/1636231013147592870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.vingie.com/2011/01/poodle-punched-and-forced-to-stand-on.html' title='Poodle Punched and Forced to Stand on Two Hind Legs'/><author><name>vingie.com</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02454990064242599587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iCnh6vJ4qEQ/S13TaxHPxnI/AAAAAAAAB-8/yZMihy0eUMg/S220/DSC07325.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13271409.post-951573025120523616</id><published>2011-01-20T00:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T00:19:43.007+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my bags are packed, im ready to gooooo~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iCnh6vJ4qEQ/TTcOWkI6D_I/AAAAAAAACNI/-c7UKsINwpw/s1600/180120111467.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iCnh6vJ4qEQ/TTcOWkI6D_I/AAAAAAAACNI/-c7UKsINwpw/s320/180120111467.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All ready to go home for CNY! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;endless steamboat and drinking sessions. and not forgetting karaoke! bliss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't wait!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13271409-951573025120523616?l=www.vingie.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.vingie.com/feeds/951573025120523616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13271409&amp;postID=951573025120523616&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13271409/posts/default/951573025120523616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13271409/posts/default/951573025120523616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.vingie.com/2011/01/my-bags-are-packed-im-ready-to-gooooo.html' title='my bags are packed, im ready to gooooo~'/><author><name>vingie.com</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02454990064242599587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iCnh6vJ4qEQ/S13TaxHPxnI/AAAAAAAAB-8/yZMihy0eUMg/S220/DSC07325.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iCnh6vJ4qEQ/TTcOWkI6D_I/AAAAAAAACNI/-c7UKsINwpw/s72-c/180120111467.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13271409.post-4610296187919611517</id><published>2011-01-17T11:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-17T11:25:52.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sucking it in</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I have come to realize once you've started work, you have to master the art of being thick skinned.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Taking everything with a pinch of salt, otherwise, you'll end up getting hurt. Very, very hurt to be exact.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;9 months in the PR industry, I have seen and met an awful lot of characters.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;At first it takes quite a lot of practice to ignore some imbeciles and the things they say. But now, I think my skin is obviously thick enough, to a certain extend I show no emotions when being&amp;nbsp;sarcastically&amp;nbsp;insulted or scolded for some stuffs I didn't do.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;It was hard at first, takes a toll on my mental being.&lt;i&gt; I took things too seriously, and cared too much.&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;Only to get hurt over and over again.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Try to take every criticism from the positive outlook, and if you know it is not your problem or fault to begin with, just take their criticism with a pinch of salt. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;You have to understand that, some people take pride in bringing people down. It doesn't help them at all, it'll only reflect back on what kind of person they really are. Behind the glistening make up and Armani suits, they probably are very low in self esteem and taking it out on people like us makes them feel so much better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;It is good experience, the society is slowing molding me in to a stronger person. To learn how to accept and let things go. To be able to take it criticism, most importantly, it gives me a chance to see things from very different point of views.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;So for those of you that just started working, don't be too hard on yourself.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;At the end of the day, you'll only have to answer to yourself and not everyone else!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13271409-4610296187919611517?l=www.vingie.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.vingie.com/feeds/4610296187919611517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13271409&amp;postID=4610296187919611517&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13271409/posts/default/4610296187919611517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13271409/posts/default/4610296187919611517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.vingie.com/2011/01/sucking-it-in.html' title='Sucking it in'/><author><name>vingie.com</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02454990064242599587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iCnh6vJ4qEQ/S13TaxHPxnI/AAAAAAAAB-8/yZMihy0eUMg/S220/DSC07325.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13271409.post-9129542926620417414</id><published>2011-01-13T21:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-13T21:11:42.789+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Being Brand Conscious Don't Make You Any Attractive.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;It kinda makes me sick each time I go out and all I see on everyone's arm isn't a piece of arm candy but a branded bag. It doesn't matter if it's another Coach or another Louis Vuitton. I am seriously quite tired of the sight.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I salute you if &amp;nbsp;you can afford your own branded stuff, but if you can't please &lt;i&gt;l&lt;/i&gt;a, don't show it off!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;And whoever told you that spending 10 grand on a bag makes you a better person than other people around you? IT IS ONLY A BAG AFTERALL.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;If the end of world is really near, I seriously don't think your Birkin Hermes is of any help at all.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;And please, don't you people ever, ever think I am writing this because I am only jealous. My branded craze days are over long ago. It's not because I can't afford it, it's because I am tired of seeing everyone using the same exact brand and model. I am happier using my uniquely designed bag that I got it for less than RM50. So far, I have yet to see anyone using the same as mine. So you still think your 2.6k bag is special and unique? Think again. Go walk one round in Pavilion, The Gardens, Mid Valley, heck even in Ikea you will see many others who are just like you.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;You might want to justify that a branded bag is AN INVESTMENT, please tell me how is it an INVESTMENT when the price don't go and won't go up. Unless it is a rare Chanel or Birkins. Otherwise, please just throw your bags away. Stash it far away in that very corner that nobody can see.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;No hard feelings for those who actually own a lot of branded bags, I have a few myself, but I don't show it off everywhere I go. That's just pathetic okay. You are exactly like the sad boy I saw in Mid Valley a few days ago happily showing off his iPad by carrying it around with his head held high. Come on, I get more satisfaction shitting, and you have to resort to satisfying yourself by showing off .&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I really had to blog about this, because seriously, owning one or two or even FIVE branded bags don't make you any better. :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13271409-9129542926620417414?l=www.vingie.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.vingie.com/feeds/9129542926620417414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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then.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not that I stopped growing now :p maybe height wise la. hah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saving money is the only thing I have in mind now.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'd want a short term saving and also a long term saving.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Doesn't kill to save for rainy days!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'd also want to be more organized this time around.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've always been a very messy person.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thoughts messy, things messy, everything messy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I am going to try to be less messy, please pray I stick to all these.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And for the past few weeks, my head was kinda messed up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am just&amp;nbsp;beginning&amp;nbsp;to feel super and I'd want to continue feeling great throughout the year.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've thought about what I wanted to do, and I am going to give myself one more chance to go through it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I realized that running away from problems don't solve anything, so I am going to be braver, face it and deal with it!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2011 is also a year, where I get to go a number of places.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Though not any glitz and glamor places, but I am contented, FOR NOW. :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;May 2011 be a great year for all of us! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cheers!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13271409-8376739323686365729?l=www.vingie.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.vingie.com/feeds/8376739323686365729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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Time really flies. In such a short time, we are at December again. It feels like I just celebrated the beginning of year 2010.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2010, is a bittersweet year for me. There are some good times, there are some bad times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In no particular order, these are some of the highlights of my year 2010!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Graduated&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iCnh6vJ4qEQ/TRlSfrBNT_I/AAAAAAAACM0/Du-tZIfIU6k/s1600/74543_461372924891_716149891_5524976_1610262_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iCnh6vJ4qEQ/TRlSfrBNT_I/AAAAAAAACM0/Du-tZIfIU6k/s320/74543_461372924891_716149891_5524976_1610262_n.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally graduated from Tunku Abdul Rahman College, KL I have learned lots and got to know lots of new different faces there. Most importantly, the guidance I have received from my awesome lecturers. What they have instilled in me will always be remembered and cherished. Although, I made the decision to not fly UK, I do not for one bit regretted my decision. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Enslaved or STARTED WORKING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iCnh6vJ4qEQ/TRlSkdaTHdI/AAAAAAAACM4/bs9eUTNPApg/s1600/29228_391273374891_716149891_4090687_1149648_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iCnh6vJ4qEQ/TRlSkdaTHdI/AAAAAAAACM4/bs9eUTNPApg/s320/29228_391273374891_716149891_4090687_1149648_n.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Found a job in April 2010, it has always been my dreams to learn more about Public Relations. Although, I am not in a huge ass corporation I am quite glad to be where I am because I am allowed to learn things. Most importantly, I have great bosses to work with. So I am not exactly enslaved! Through this job, I have managed a couple of big events and those are really eye openers! I hope, I will be able to continue my journey and to be at where I want to be someday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Visited Mr. Merlion for the very first time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCnh6vJ4qEQ/TRlSp82ShKI/AAAAAAAACM8/-KrSZfuinUg/s1600/164840_479788849891_716149891_5786047_4554933_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCnh6vJ4qEQ/TRlSp82ShKI/AAAAAAAACM8/-KrSZfuinUg/s320/164840_479788849891_716149891_5786047_4554933_n.jpg" width="236" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was only a couple of weeks ago, visited Singapore with mom since sister is&amp;nbsp;permanently staying there. Had lots of fun and I'd love to go Singapore again! Didn't managed to visit the Zoo and Universal Studio. But I'll have to make sure the next time I go, I have more than enough dollars to spend! Our Ringgit a bit lousy when converted. pffftt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Did Charity! "Pledge a gift to the boys at Rumah Aman"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCnh6vJ4qEQ/TRlT5dCE9aI/AAAAAAAACNA/_EtE3YOquqc/s1600/68160_475693448821_689113821_5826070_5893558_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCnh6vJ4qEQ/TRlT5dCE9aI/AAAAAAAACNA/_EtE3YOquqc/s320/68160_475693448821_689113821_5826070_5893558_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This wouldn't have been such a success and great fun without the help of Emilia! :) I am so glad to have done this. Those boys are really good and they deserved the best! :) Can't wait to see the boys again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are also some sad moments in year 2010, and I don't want to feel emo all over again so I am not blogging about those. 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He was holding onto my hand just so we can pinky promise that we'll be back whenever we can. I almost cried, because that was the sweetest thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iCnh6vJ4qEQ/TRftYyd3bgI/AAAAAAAACMw/7xqjBVsXG-I/s1600/68160_475693448821_689113821_5826070_5893558_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iCnh6vJ4qEQ/TRftYyd3bgI/AAAAAAAACMw/7xqjBVsXG-I/s320/68160_475693448821_689113821_5826070_5893558_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Bloggers Give Back at Rumah Aman&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;A bunch us visited Rumah Aman on the 24th of December this year with personalized cupcakes, tonnes of toys and 30 sets of Happy Meals! Boy! Our car was filled to the brim, I thought I may have to get a lorry to bring us there.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I initiated this campaign because I was really inspired by &lt;a href="http://emiliamills.blogspot.com/"&gt;Emilia&lt;/a&gt;, I just thought it is time for me to give back to society after taking for so long. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;There were 30 kids, all boys at Rumah Aman, at first I was rather&amp;nbsp;skeptical as I was afraid 30 boys will be too hard to handle. You know how rowdy boys can be right? But I was so surprised when we were greeted with 30 super cute and adorable boys, aged 4 -11. They are one the most polite kids I have ever come across, you wouldn't know they were from broken families. The orphanage is spacious and very well maintained, you will be pleased to know those boys were given a chance to grow up normally, albeit without parents.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We got them Christmas hats to put on and they were so eager to know what we're going to do with them. Halfway through distributing happy meals to the boys, one little boy came up and said, kak, my hat koyak! :( I feel so bad for the little boy because we only had 30 and there were no spares to give out. To my surprise, a bigger boy offered to exchange his hat, that was a very lovely and unexpected.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;After their meals, it was of course, the much anticipated time, the presents giving time! Emilia said to be fair, the present giving will be in a ''lucky draw'' form. Each boy will have to come out pick a number and get their presents. We had no idea how to do this, but Emilia asked two boys from the front two tables to come out and ''oh-som" (paper, scissors,stone) and it was very well received. It was like the most important task assigned to them, they ''oh-somed'' with much seriousness!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The boys had to introduce themselves before drawing a number to claim their presents, and I can't help but to notice how cute they are. They will come out and say, My name is.. and I am...years old and then dipping their little hand into the box to draw a number. Some was seen closing their eyes almost blurting out their prayers in hopes of getting a huge present. Some even tried to guess the presents! Proclaiming loudly, 'Yang tuu jam kann? Yang ni pencil box kann? Damn smart la these kids!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Then the time came for a drawing / coloring contest, the kids are asked to draw and color a thank you card for the&amp;nbsp;pledger. Emilia briefed them on what to do and how to it, and they all&amp;nbsp;ecstatically&amp;nbsp;screamed ' Boleh! Boleh!' There were quite a few funny moments here, the kids were busy asking us questions regarding the pledger. "Siapa Uncle Ong?" "Abang Arif ada datang?" " Mahendren is a guy or a girl?" &amp;nbsp;and some already planned what to draw. I saw a few of them drawing such beautiful drawing, I was about to bury my head in shame. Because, I can't draw to save my life!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We picked a couple of winners for the drawing competition and we all left with a happy smile on our faces.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This was when the kids said their thanks and hold on tightly onto our hands and making promises to return. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'd like to thank a few people who made this possible, without you guys, this wouldn't have happened and most importantly, you people made it possible for the kids! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The pledger for '&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;Pledge a Gift to the Rumah Aman Boys'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;:-&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;1. Juwita Ahza and My Cuppy Beez&lt;br /&gt;2. David Ong&lt;br /&gt;3. The Ong Family&lt;br /&gt;4. Ya Ping&lt;br /&gt;5. Yi Ling and Kim Yoong&lt;br /&gt;6. Cheong Ai Ling&lt;br /&gt;7. Hasifah&lt;br /&gt;8. Mahendran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;The committee members of Bloggers Give Back :-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;1. Emilia&lt;br /&gt;2. Colleen&lt;br /&gt;3. Ridhuan from Detik Indah&lt;br /&gt;4. Hazrina&lt;br /&gt;5. Mimi&lt;br /&gt;6. Sabrina&lt;br /&gt;7. Yi Ling and Kim Yoong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;Thank you! :)&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/13271409-5195060144837534464?l=www.vingie.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.vingie.com/feeds/5195060144837534464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13271409&amp;postID=5195060144837534464&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 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width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13271409.post-936595139517327203</id><published>2010-12-20T00:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-20T00:28:14.198+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Cheers! :)</title><content type='html'>Christmas is fast approaching, and in 4 more days, it'll be Tis the season's to be jolly..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and for X'mas this year, all I want is for everyone to be happy. chewahh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this year, we're doing something really different, all these while, we've been celebrating Christmas for the sake of fun, for the sake of exchanging presents. but this year, i thought maybe we should really learn how to give back and do something more meaningful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hence, my friends and i at Bloggers Give Back are teaming up again for charity! woohoo! i love charities! makes everyone happy. plus, Christmas is the best time of the year to be charitable as it is afterall the month of giving. right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't wait for 24th December to come. we will be visiting orphans at Rumah Aman and pass toys and hopefully happiness to them. :) there are a total of 30 boys living in Rumah Aman. i have no idea what it's like being an orphan, but i am DAMN sure, it is no where near happiness. so we're going to do what we can this year, to make sure the kids don't get left out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone should experience the joys of giving and receiving. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if anyone of you decided to do a good deed this year, don't forget to contact me! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13271409-936595139517327203?l=www.vingie.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.vingie.com/feeds/936595139517327203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iCnh6vJ4qEQ/S13TaxHPxnI/AAAAAAAAB-8/yZMihy0eUMg/S220/DSC07325.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13271409.post-8539429725052187611</id><published>2010-12-01T11:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-01T11:02:41.775+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tis' the season to be jolly~</title><content type='html'>i can finally shred off November from my calendar.&lt;br /&gt;i have been anticipating for December to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it's 24 days to Christmas! :) if only we have snow!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iCnh6vJ4qEQ/TPW52EnEJkI/AAAAAAAACMs/eF1A0w4xlvo/s1600/christmas+tree.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iCnh6vJ4qEQ/TPW52EnEJkI/AAAAAAAACMs/eF1A0w4xlvo/s320/christmas+tree.jpg" width="219" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how i wish i have a Christmas tree at home, decorated beautifully with pretty ornaments and lights.&lt;br /&gt;it'll be even better if there is a fire place, and i will hand the socks around!&lt;br /&gt;and, not forgetting lots and lots of presents underneath the tree! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy December everyone! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13271409-8539429725052187611?l=www.vingie.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.vingie.com/feeds/8539429725052187611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13271409&amp;postID=8539429725052187611&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13271409/posts/default/8539429725052187611'/><link 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type='text'>如果这就是爱情</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;你做了选择 对的错的&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;我只能承认 心是痛的&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;怀疑你舍得&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;我被伤的那么深&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;就放声哭了 何必再强忍&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;我没有选择 我不再完整&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;原来最后的吻 如此冰冷&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;你只能默认 我要被割舍&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;眼看着 你走了&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost" style="display: inline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;如果这不是结局&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;如果我还爱你&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果我愿相信&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;你就是唯一&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;如果你听到这里&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;如果你依然放弃&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;那这就是爱情&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;我难以抗拒&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;如果这就是爱情&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;本来就不公平&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;你不需要讲理&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;我可以离去&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;如果我成全了你&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;如果我能祝福你&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;那不是我看清&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;是我证明 我爱你&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;灰色的天空 无法猜透&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;多余的眼泪 无法挽留&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;什么都牵动 感觉真的好脆弱&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;被呵护的人&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;原来不是我&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;我不要你走 我不想放手&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;却又不能够奢求&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;同情的温柔&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;你可以自由 我愿意承受&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;把昨天 留给我&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13271409-2411705876723856484?l=www.vingie.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.vingie.com/feeds/2411705876723856484/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iCnh6vJ4qEQ/S13TaxHPxnI/AAAAAAAAB-8/yZMihy0eUMg/S220/DSC07325.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13271409.post-8456256793681559001</id><published>2010-11-25T17:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-25T17:25:03.964+08:00</updated><title type='text'>30 days before Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;♪♫ &amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;all i want for christmas is you..&amp;nbsp;♪♫&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;It is officially a month before Christmas and I am really excited because I really love Christmas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Not because I am a devout Christian, infact this has totally nothing to do with religion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I love Christmas for its over- ratedness. Seriously.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;As&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: normal; font-weight: bold;"&gt;cliché&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;as it sounds, to me Christmas is all about getting together and exchanging presents! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;So now, I am going to come up with my Christmas wish-list~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;1. A new Watch&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Reason being, I have only own 1 watch my entire life (okay i exaggerated) I don't remember how many Mickey Mouse watches and Baby Gs I have. The only watch that is still in my&amp;nbsp;possession&amp;nbsp;is my 10 year old Elle watch I got when I was 12 years old on Valentine's day. ( it was given by my mom!) and I am currently wearing a watch belonging to zehotstuff, so it is about time I buy mine!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCnh6vJ4qEQ/TO4lq76Q3eI/AAAAAAAACMg/mJTcK-ib-PI/s1600/waf141h.ba0813.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCnh6vJ4qEQ/TO4lq76Q3eI/AAAAAAAACMg/mJTcK-ib-PI/s320/waf141h.ba0813.jpg" width="144" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Tag Heuer Aquaracer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;2. A new Camera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;My old baby blue camera is already 4 years old and it isn't working too well. Therefore, there is&amp;nbsp;definitely a need to buy a new camera this time around. Been looking around for a new camera and I have seen a couple that I really like because &lt;s&gt; it's pink&lt;/s&gt; it is really nice!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iCnh6vJ4qEQ/TO4oOIHZMxI/AAAAAAAACMk/0gw5Etv-b_U/s1600/97574.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iCnh6vJ4qEQ/TO4oOIHZMxI/AAAAAAAACMk/0gw5Etv-b_U/s1600/97574.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;How can you NOT possibly love this?!! HOW CAN YOU NOT?!! I am totally head over heels for this! But then again, I really am not too sure if I should buy another Sony product. hmmm =/&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Just now I had a lot more things to write, and all of a sudden I am not quite sure what I want for Christmas now. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Oh now I remember!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;3. Harry Potter novels&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I've always wanted to get but those that I got from the book stores are children's edition and I don't like those. Though cute, but I really like the adult edition as it gives a more mysterious feel!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCnh6vJ4qEQ/TO4rDBOxIUI/AAAAAAAACMo/vZrGmP-EPsA/s1600/AAAAAsrWJrkAAAAAAR8ToQ.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCnh6vJ4qEQ/TO4rDBOxIUI/AAAAAAAACMo/vZrGmP-EPsA/s1600/AAAAAsrWJrkAAAAAAR8ToQ.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Okay, for now I am just going to upload just 3 things, otherwise, my wish won't come true you see. But if it doesn't come true, this list will remain for the next 5 years!! rwarrrrr!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13271409-8456256793681559001?l=www.vingie.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.vingie.com/feeds/8456256793681559001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13271409&amp;postID=8456256793681559001&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13271409/posts/default/8456256793681559001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13271409/posts/default/8456256793681559001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.vingie.com/2010/11/30-days-before-christmas.html' title='30 days before Christmas'/><author><name>vingie.com</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02454990064242599587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iCnh6vJ4qEQ/S13TaxHPxnI/AAAAAAAAB-8/yZMihy0eUMg/S220/DSC07325.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCnh6vJ4qEQ/TO4lq76Q3eI/AAAAAAAACMg/mJTcK-ib-PI/s72-c/waf141h.ba0813.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13271409.post-1939707402456101231</id><published>2010-11-18T18:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-25T16:18:59.051+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ticket to Slavery - Graduation 2010</title><content type='html'>i have finally graduated after two years of hard work, okay i lied. i didn't really work THAT hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;but i have graduated anyway. :p&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it still feels quite surreal although i have already been working for the last 7 months now.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;at the graduation last week, it's where i felt like i am really no longer a student.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;unless i choose to continue my studies later, but i doubt it'll happen anytime soon. i am TOO lazy for that.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this wasn't the planned path i wanted to go in life. i really, really, wanted to go to UK then.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but somethings came along and i couldn't go. i sometimes wonder what it'll be like for me if i had went ahead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway, the path that i have chosen now is rather promising though. i am happy with where i am for now, at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a 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:(&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nothing makes me feel happier than to know, i am finally doing something that will make mom proud of me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;though i didn't graduate with a distinction. can't help, i am no book smart worm.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i will compensate to mom with what i have now. and that is to work hard and climb up the corporate ladder ASAP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iCnh6vJ4qEQ/TOT7MY1OhyI/AAAAAAAACMY/gphvVszV6_U/s1600/73081_461372719891_716149891_5524970_4957685_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iCnh6vJ4qEQ/TOT7MY1OhyI/AAAAAAAACMY/gphvVszV6_U/s320/73081_461372719891_716149891_5524970_4957685_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;people of the same height, flock together. :D&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iCnh6vJ4qEQ/TOT4X9ZXNEI/AAAAAAAACMQ/5JXRCmi5qnE/s1600/148511_461379814891_716149891_5525112_5987211_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iCnh6vJ4qEQ/TOT4X9ZXNEI/AAAAAAAACMQ/5JXRCmi5qnE/s320/148511_461379814891_716149891_5525112_5987211_n.jpg" width="216" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;that's me with my beautiful bouquets of flowers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;as of now, i really don't quite know what the future hold.&lt;br /&gt;but i am looking forward to really growing up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then..&amp;nbsp;&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/13271409-1939707402456101231?l=www.vingie.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.vingie.com/feeds/1939707402456101231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13271409&amp;postID=1939707402456101231&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13271409.post-8273768985169065665</id><published>2010-11-12T10:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-12T10:17:29.937+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tomorrow is supposed to be the happiest day of my life.&lt;br /&gt;why supposed? because i am not looking forward to it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's all ruined. thanks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13271409-8273768985169065665?l=www.vingie.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.vingie.com/feeds/8273768985169065665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13271409&amp;postID=8273768985169065665&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCnh6vJ4qEQ/TNdVkP5paoI/AAAAAAAACMM/orlhAOU2sMw/s1600/66217_434134377853_596522853_5098062_525358_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="238" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCnh6vJ4qEQ/TNdVkP5paoI/AAAAAAAACMM/orlhAOU2sMw/s320/66217_434134377853_596522853_5098062_525358_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;happy birthday to you&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;happy birthday to you&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;happy birthday to CPP&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;happy birthday to you!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;*pstt, this is Talking Tom's version :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;and so your birthday was celebrated at jogoya, starhill amidst much anticipation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;only to be disappointed with the food, service and crowd.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;no more next time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;the coming birthdays will be properly planned and executed! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;i hope you like the card with the ugly handwriting, but i got heart ma!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;birthday present is on the way, please be patient. jengjengjenggggg!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13271409-5034615178524333811?l=www.vingie.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.vingie.com/feeds/5034615178524333811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13271409&amp;postID=5034615178524333811&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13271409.post-1755021536902012537</id><published>2010-11-05T20:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T11:08:47.279+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am currently blogging from the iPad, and I can tell you it's freaking awesome!&lt;br /&gt;unfortunately for me, it isn't mine. sad but true.&lt;br /&gt;ive never been a fan of Mac products, but I am totally head over heels for this baby.&lt;br /&gt;considering if I should save up and get one for myself or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;November is going to be such a great month. don't ask me why, I've always loved November.&lt;br /&gt;coincidentally, my favorite movie happens to be Sweet November.&lt;br /&gt;the one starring the ever gorgeous Charlie Theron and the super cute Keanu Reeves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;convocation is next week and I can't wait to graduate,one last time.&lt;br /&gt;speaking of which,I've not gotten my attire ready for the day.&lt;br /&gt;have to go get clothes and shoes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also can't wait for December to come.&lt;br /&gt;I will be going to Singapore,yay!&lt;br /&gt;next year better be good too, I've trips lined up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think my fingers are experiencing cramps.&lt;br /&gt;till then, lotsa love,xoxo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13271409-1755021536902012537?l=www.vingie.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.vingie.com/feeds/1755021536902012537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13271409&amp;postID=1755021536902012537&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13271409/posts/default/1755021536902012537'/><link rel='self' 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not surprise you.&lt;br /&gt;but of course, in order to walk away from one, it takes a lot of courage to do so.&lt;br /&gt;not after you mentally torture yourself by asking a lot of what ifs.&lt;br /&gt;what if it will be better if i continue trying and staying? or what if it'll never be okay to walk away?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess most of us go through this phase in life.&lt;br /&gt;but as soon as you walk off, you stand at that very corner of your life just watching the changes happen.&lt;br /&gt;you will come to realize, all those fights, all those tears can actually be forfeited completely.&lt;br /&gt;and this is when you will start asking yourself, why didn't you handle it better when you had a chance.&lt;br /&gt;human nature. we don't know what we've got till it's gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;each time we tell ourselves that this will be the last time.&lt;br /&gt;but it will always go in circles. a very vicious cycle indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the line is now blurred.&lt;br /&gt;what you see is not what i see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iCnh6vJ4qEQ/TMeMDNpZvCI/AAAAAAAACMI/CaXMQUZW_Uo/s1600/67634_447021549891_716149891_5307020_3725453_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iCnh6vJ4qEQ/TMeMDNpZvCI/AAAAAAAACMI/CaXMQUZW_Uo/s320/67634_447021549891_716149891_5307020_3725453_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"A few questions that I need to know&lt;br /&gt;how you could ever hurt me so&lt;br /&gt;I need to know what I've done wrong&lt;br /&gt;and how long it's been going on&lt;br /&gt;Was it that I never paid enough attention?&lt;br /&gt;Or did I not give enough affection?&lt;br /&gt;Not only will your answers keep me sane&lt;br /&gt;but I'll know never to make the same mistake again&lt;br /&gt;You can tell me to my face or even on the phone&lt;br /&gt;You can write it in a letter, either way, I have to know&lt;br /&gt;Did I never treat you right?&lt;br /&gt;Did I always start the fight?&lt;br /&gt;Either way, I'm going out of my mind&lt;br /&gt;all the answers to my questions&lt;br /&gt;I have to find.."&lt;/i&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/13271409-6560160232076643277?l=www.vingie.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.vingie.com/feeds/6560160232076643277/comments/default' title='Post 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url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iCnh6vJ4qEQ/TMeMDNpZvCI/AAAAAAAACMI/CaXMQUZW_Uo/s72-c/67634_447021549891_716149891_5307020_3725453_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13271409.post-5372551724190626130</id><published>2010-10-21T11:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-21T11:06:00.531+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay, it's a little too early to feel upset.&lt;br /&gt;but guess what? i am feeling upset right now.&lt;br /&gt;i seriously abhor being such an emotional wreck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but what can i do about it?&lt;br /&gt;nothing. i will just have to suck it up.&lt;br /&gt;because talking about it will be oh-so-pointless. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it feels like someone just dug my heart out.&lt;br /&gt;i feel so empty inside. so hollow.&lt;br /&gt;i wish i can shout out loud and let you know what i really feel.&lt;br /&gt;i wish you know. i really do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i guess we're way past that. no more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13271409-5372551724190626130?l=www.vingie.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.vingie.com/feeds/5372551724190626130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13271409&amp;postID=5372551724190626130&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13271409/posts/default/5372551724190626130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13271409/posts/default/5372551724190626130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.vingie.com/2010/10/okay-its-little-too-early-to-feel-upset.html' title=''/><author><name>vingie.com</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02454990064242599587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iCnh6vJ4qEQ/S13TaxHPxnI/AAAAAAAAB-8/yZMihy0eUMg/S220/DSC07325.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13271409.post-2628797006807481452</id><published>2010-10-15T09:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-15T09:47:14.094+08:00</updated><title type='text'>honeystars are too sweet.</title><content type='html'>Today is a Friday and I am sure, I am allowed some crazies.&lt;div&gt;And yeah, my title totally don't have any relevance to what I am going to be writing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Heck, I don't even know what I want to write. I just want to write. Make sense? No?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last week I did some shopping (thank God, it's been awhile now!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to further surprise you, I did my shopping at the ZOMG mall Sungei Wang.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know, I can't believe myself either. I hate that place. I still do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But, I guess it will soon change because where else can you get 4 pieces of clothes for a mere 100 bucks?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nah ah, not MNG, not Forever 21, not even Cotton On.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Guess I don't have a choice but to go back to THAT place?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have to go back there, because I saw a few bags that I really like.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You know why I hate that place? I am sure you do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really don't want to be mean. But the sights can be quite awful, if you know what I mean.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh well, I guess I just have to put on my shades each time I am there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dash into a shop that I can find my stuffs and leave ASAP.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For those of you who are not familiar with Sungei Wang.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's a picture for you.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCnh6vJ4qEQ/TLeyN39ZAHI/AAAAAAAACMA/loZYa1pdupc/s1600/sungei-wang-shopping-mall.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="231" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCnh6vJ4qEQ/TLeyN39ZAHI/AAAAAAAACMA/loZYa1pdupc/s320/sungei-wang-shopping-mall.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13271409-2628797006807481452?l=www.vingie.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.vingie.com/feeds/2628797006807481452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13271409&amp;postID=2628797006807481452&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13271409/posts/default/2628797006807481452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13271409/posts/default/2628797006807481452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.vingie.com/2010/10/honeystars-are-too-sweet.html' title='honeystars are too sweet.'/><author><name>vingie.com</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02454990064242599587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iCnh6vJ4qEQ/S13TaxHPxnI/AAAAAAAAB-8/yZMihy0eUMg/S220/DSC07325.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCnh6vJ4qEQ/TLeyN39ZAHI/AAAAAAAACMA/loZYa1pdupc/s72-c/sungei-wang-shopping-mall.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13271409.post-8621622958119127306</id><published>2010-10-13T18:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T18:31:08.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>forgive my lack of updates. no, i am not dead. :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm not too sure if my blogging mojo is dead. or i am just too lazy to blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;can't blame me you see. everyday, my work consists of writing something.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when i head home, i just want to sleep or do something else.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway, my point of this post is not to blog about how busy i am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm bored of that stuff, you'd be too.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i don't know what's the matter, but my face seems to be going through some changes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wait, maybe not my face. to be exact, it should be my skin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i have been getting lots of pimple on parts of my face that i don't usually have pimples.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i wonder if it's the stress, or eating habit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;or maybe it is finally time for me to get new skincares?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i have been faithfully using my Clinique skin care products.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i don't know what other brands i can use.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my skin is rather sensitive. i get awful breakouts if the products don't suit my skin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and sometimes, my skin will peel and it hurts. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bahh. this is such a hassle. i must remind myself to go talk to skin care experts when i have the time.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;plus, i honestly think my diet plays a huge role in this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i should stop eating oily, fried food.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;abrupt end. XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13271409-8621622958119127306?l=www.vingie.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.vingie.com/feeds/8621622958119127306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13271409&amp;postID=8621622958119127306&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13271409/posts/default/8621622958119127306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13271409/posts/default/8621622958119127306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.vingie.com/2010/10/forgive-my-lack-of-updates.html' title=''/><author><name>vingie.com</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02454990064242599587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iCnh6vJ4qEQ/S13TaxHPxnI/AAAAAAAAB-8/yZMihy0eUMg/S220/DSC07325.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13271409.post-4455669494150920579</id><published>2010-09-29T15:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-29T15:56:44.301+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bizzybizzybizzzy!</title><content type='html'>the last time i actually had the time to sit here and blog about nonsense was a very long time ago.&lt;br /&gt;gone were the days i had the luxury to blog about anything at anytime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;September 2010, the craziest month EVER.&lt;br /&gt;i swear i have never been this busy before in my entire life.&lt;br /&gt;we had like 5 projects back to back.&lt;br /&gt;we moved from one exhibition centre to another!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am exhausted from head to toe.&lt;br /&gt;will be working on this very last project for the month.&lt;br /&gt;heading down to Johor in 2 hours time.&lt;br /&gt;hopefully, i get to drop by Singapore to visit my sister! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;although exhausted, i really like what i am doing.&lt;br /&gt;and when i achieved something from all the things i do, the satisfying feeling is beyond words.&lt;br /&gt;therefore, i am damn thankful i've found a job that i really like doing.&lt;br /&gt;all the hardwork, late nights, weekends were well spent. it was worth it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time to head to Johor.&lt;br /&gt;goodbye! will be home soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : and i will miss you! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13271409-4455669494150920579?l=www.vingie.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.vingie.com/feeds/4455669494150920579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13271409&amp;postID=4455669494150920579&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13271409/posts/default/4455669494150920579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13271409/posts/default/4455669494150920579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.vingie.com/2010/09/bizzybizzybizzzy.html' title='bizzybizzybizzzy!'/><author><name>vingie.com</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02454990064242599587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iCnh6vJ4qEQ/S13TaxHPxnI/AAAAAAAAB-8/yZMihy0eUMg/S220/DSC07325.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13271409.post-6750734444428974894</id><published>2010-09-08T15:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T15:40:44.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eminem - Love The Way You Lie ft. Rihanna</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;each time i listen to this song, i shudder at the thought.&lt;br /&gt;still, it's a great song though!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="295" style="background-image: url(http://i2.ytimg.com/vi/uelHwf8o7_U/hqdefault.jpg);" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/uelHwf8o7_U?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uelHwf8o7_U?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" width="280" height="195" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&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/13271409-6750734444428974894?l=www.vingie.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.vingie.com/feeds/6750734444428974894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13271409&amp;postID=6750734444428974894&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13271409/posts/default/6750734444428974894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13271409/posts/default/6750734444428974894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.vingie.com/2010/09/eminem-love-way-you-lie-ft-rihanna.html' title='Eminem - Love The Way You Lie ft. Rihanna'/><author><name>vingie.com</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02454990064242599587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iCnh6vJ4qEQ/S13TaxHPxnI/AAAAAAAAB-8/yZMihy0eUMg/S220/DSC07325.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13271409.post-7136677703314945701</id><published>2010-09-07T11:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T18:13:32.615+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thuan Chye Responds to “Orang Cina Malaysia , apa lagi yang anda mahu?”(Utusan Malaysia article)</title><content type='html'>a damn good article with many truths in it that i just have to share here.&lt;br /&gt;the article is written by Mr. Kee Thuan Chye, and i am merely sharing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="border-left-color: rgb(221, 221, 221); border-left-style: solid; border-left-width: 5px; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 15px; padding-right: 15px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thuan Chye Responds to “Orang Cina Malaysia, apa lagi yang anda mahu?”(Utusan Malaysia article)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;By Kee Thuan Chye &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;Every time the Barisan National gets less than the expected support from Chinese voters at an election, the question invariably pops up among the petty-minded: Why are the Chinese ungrateful?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;So now, after the Hulu Selangor by-election, it’s not surprising to read in Utusan Malaysia a piece that asks: “Orang Cina Malaysia, apa lagi yang anda mahu?” (&lt;em&gt;Trans.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;Chinese of Malaysia, what more do you want?)&amp;nbsp;Normally, something intentionally provocative and propagandistic as this doesn’t deserve to be honored with a reply. But even though I’m fed up with such disruptive and ethnocentric polemics, this time I feel obliged to reply – partly because the article has also been published, in an English translation, in the Straits Times of Singapore.&amp;nbsp;I wish to emphasize here that I am replying not as a Chinese Malaysian but, simply, as a Malaysian. Let me say at the outset that the Chinese have got nothing more than what any citizen should get. So to ask “what more” it is they want, is misguided. A correct question would be, “What do the Chinese want?”&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;All our lives, we Chinese have held to the belief that no one owes us a living. We have to work for it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;Most of us have got where we are by the sweat of our brow, not by handouts or the policies of the government.&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;We have come to expect nothing – not awards, not accolades, not gifts from official sources. (Let’s not lump in Datukships, that’s a different ball game.) We know that no Chinese who writes in the Chinese language will ever be bestowed the title of Sasterawan Negara, unlike in Singapore where the literatures of all the main language streams are recognized and honored with the Cultural Medallion, etc.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We have learned we can’t expect the government to grant us scholarships.&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;Some will get those, but countless others won’t. We’ve learned to live with that and to work extra hard in order to support our children to attain higher education – because education is very important to us. We experience a lot of daily pressure to achieve that. Unfortunately, not many non-Chinese realise or understand that. In fact, many Chinese had no choice but to emigrate for the sake of their children’s further education. Or to accept scholarships from abroad, many from Singapore, which has inevitably led to a brain drain.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;The writer of the Utusan article says the Chinese “account for most of the students” enrolled in “the best private colleges in Malaysia”. Even so, the Chinese still have to pay a lot of money to have their children study in these colleges.&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;And to earn that money, the parents have to work very hard. The money does not fall from the sky.&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;The writer goes on to add: “The Malays can gain admission into only government-owned colleges of ordinary reputation.” That is utter nonsense.&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;Some of these colleges are meant for the cream of the Malay crop of students and are endowed with the best facilities. They are given elite treatment.&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;The writer also fails to acknowledge that&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;the Chinese are barred from being admitted to some of these colleges.&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;As a result, the Chinese are forced to pay more money to go to private colleges. Furthermore, the Malays are also welcome to enroll in the private colleges, and many of them do. It’s, after all, a free enterprise.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Plain and simple reason&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;The writer claims that the Chinese live “in the lap of luxury” and lead lives that are “more than ordinary” whereas the Malays in Singapore , their minority-race counterparts there, lead “ordinary lives”. Such sweeping statements sound inane especially when they are not backed up by definitions of “lap of luxury” and “ordinary lives”. They sound hysterical, if not hilarious as well, when they are not backed up by evidence. It’s surprising that a national daily like Utusan Malaysia would publish something as idiosyncratic as that. And the Straits Times too.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;The writer quotes from a survey that said eight of the 10 richest people in Malaysia are Chinese. Well, if these people are where they are, it must have also come from hard work and prudent business sense. Is that something to be faulted?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;If the writer had said that some of them achieved greater wealth through being given crony privileges and lucrative contracts by the government, there might be a point, but even then, it would still take hard work and business acumen to secure success. Certainly, Syed Mokhtar Al-Bukhary, who is one of the 10, would take exception if it were said that he has not worked hard and lacks business savvy.&amp;nbsp;Most important, it should be noted that the eight Chinese tycoons mentioned in the survey represent but a minuscule percentage of the wider Chinese Malaysian population. To extrapolate that because eight Chinese are filthy rich, the rest of the Chinese must therefore live in the lap of luxury and lead more than ordinary lives would be a mockery of the truth.&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;The writer has obviously not met the vast numbers of very poor Chinese.&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;The crux of the writer’s article is that the Chinese are not grateful to the government by not voting for Barisan National at the Hulu Selangor by-election. But this demonstrates the thinking of either a simple mind or a closed one.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;Why did the Chinese by and large not vote for BN?&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;Because it’s corrupt. Plain and simple.&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;Let’s call a spade a spade.&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;And BN showed how corrupt it was during the campaign by throwing bribes to the electorate, including baiting a Chinese school in Rasa by promising RM3 million should it wins the by-election.&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;The Chinese were not alone in seeing this corruption. The figures are unofficial but one could assume that at least 40 per cent of Malays and 45 per cent of Indians who voted against BN in that by-election also had their eyes open. So, what’s wrong with not supporting a government that is corrupt?&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;If the government is corrupt, do we continue to support it?&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;To answer the question then, what do the Chinese want?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;They want a government…&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;a. &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; that is not corrupt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;b. &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; that can govern well and proves to have done so;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;c. &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;that tells the truth rather than lies;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;d. &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; that follows the rule of law;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;e. &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; that upholds rather than abuses the country’s sacred institutions.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;Because BN does not fit that description, the Chinese have learned not to vote for it. This is not what only the Chinese want. It is something every sensible Malaysian, regardless of race, wants. Is that something that is too difficult to understand?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;Some people think that the government is to be equated with the country, and therefore if someone does not support the government, they are being disloyal to the country. This is a complete fallacy.&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;BN is not Malaysia . It is merely a political coalition that is the government of the day. Rejecting BN is not rejecting the country.&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A sense of belonging&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;Let’s be clear about this important distinction. In America, the people sometimes vote for the Democrats and sometimes for the Republicans. Voting against the one that is in government at the time is not considered disloyalty to the country.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;By the same token, voting against UMNO is also voting against a party, not against a race. And if the Chinese or whoever criticize UMNO, they are criticizing the party; they are not criticizing Malays. It just happens that UMNO’s leaders are Malay.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;It is time all Malaysians realized this so that we can once and for all dispel the confusion.&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;Let us no longer confuse country with government. We can love our country and at the same time hate the government. It is perfectly all right.&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;I should add here what the Chinese don’t want:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;a. &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; We don’t want to be insulted,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;b. &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; We don’t want to be called pendatang&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;c. &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;We don’t want to be told to be grateful for our citizenship.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;We have been loyal citizens; we duly and dutifully pay taxes; we respect the country’s constitution and its institutions. Our forefathers came to this country many generations ago and helped it to prosper. We are continuing to contribute to the country’s growth and development.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;Would anyone like to be disparaged, made to feel unwelcome or unwanted? For the benefit of the writer of the Utusan article, what MCA president Chua Soi Lek means when he says the MCA needs to be more vocal is that it needs to speak up whenever the Chinese community is disparaged? For too long, the MCA has not spoken up strongly enough when UMNO politicians and associates like Ahmad Ismail, Nasir Safar, Ahmad Noh and others before them insulted the Chinese and made them feel like they don’t belong. That’s why the Chinese have largely rejected the MCA.&amp;nbsp;You see, the Chinese, like all human beings, want self-respect. And a sense of belonging in this country they call home. That is all the Chinese want, and has always wanted. Nothing more.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Utusan Malaysia article: Orang Cina Malaysia , apa lagi yang anda mahu?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dramatist and journalist Kee Thuan Chye is the author of ‘March 8: The Day Malaysia Woke Up’. He is a contributor to Free Malaysia Today.&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;"To sin by silence when we should protest makes cowards of people” - Emily Cox&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;"All our dreams can come true, if we have the courage to pursue them" - Walt Disney &amp;nbsp;&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/13271409-7136677703314945701?l=www.vingie.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.vingie.com/feeds/7136677703314945701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13271409&amp;postID=7136677703314945701&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13271409/posts/default/7136677703314945701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13271409/posts/default/7136677703314945701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.vingie.com/2010/09/thuan-chye-responds-to-orang-cina.html' title='Thuan Chye Responds to “Orang Cina Malaysia , apa lagi yang anda mahu?”(Utusan Malaysia article)'/><author><name>vingie.com</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02454990064242599587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iCnh6vJ4qEQ/S13TaxHPxnI/AAAAAAAAB-8/yZMihy0eUMg/S220/DSC07325.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13271409.post-4951482416943812475</id><published>2010-09-06T14:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T14:14:45.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'>An Open Letter To The Heartless Girl From Bosnia</title><content type='html'>Dear Bitch,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't understand how can throwing those 3 day old puppies into the river can be the most merciless way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really don't. You must be too sick in the head. And even if you want to do it, fucking just do it and don't film it up and make it a worldwide news. Thankfully for your stupidity, you are now tracked down and i hope you receive the harshest punishment possible.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And don't start blaming your grandma now. If you are humane yourself you could have done something else to those puppies. Give it up for adoption or even put them to sleep. That will be a better way then to bloody toss them into the river you whore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am so disgusted by your act. I have never been so disgusted by someone and then you came along.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You are on par with child rapist. I hope you get hit by a car over and over again.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or maybe the authorities should throw you into a fast moving river over and over again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since in your own brilliant words, it is the best way to rid of those puppies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Merciless my fucking foot.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am so glad you are caught. And I have a feeling you don't feel like you did something wrong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Where the fuck is your brain? Oh wait, maybe you don't have one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope for the rest of your life, you don't eat or sleep well at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fucking inhumane son of a gun.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How could you have done such a thing on those puppies?!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How would you feel if someone were to do this to you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Throw your kids and entire family into the river or better yet, push you people off the cliff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You don't deserve to stay on this planet earth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The earth is sick enough, we don't need fuckers like you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really hope you'd die.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You're such a horrible person.&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' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iCnh6vJ4qEQ/S13TaxHPxnI/AAAAAAAAB-8/yZMihy0eUMg/S220/DSC07325.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13271409.post-7925345761591085243</id><published>2010-09-06T10:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T10:20:18.712+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pink car!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iCnh6vJ4qEQ/TIROvGYJ8sI/AAAAAAAACLg/n7uswVcgBA8/s1600/2009-suzuki-alto-3_460x0w.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iCnh6vJ4qEQ/TIROvGYJ8sI/AAAAAAAACLg/n7uswVcgBA8/s320/2009-suzuki-alto-3_460x0w.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;there is finally a pink car on the road!&lt;br /&gt;love at first sight for me.&lt;br /&gt;the suzuki alto! woohoo~&lt;br /&gt;i think available in 7 colors, and i am definitely rooting for this one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am so going to work towards getting my dream car! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13271409-7925345761591085243?l=www.vingie.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.vingie.com/feeds/7925345761591085243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13271409&amp;postID=7925345761591085243&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13271409/posts/default/7925345761591085243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13271409/posts/default/7925345761591085243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.vingie.com/2010/09/pink-car.html' title='pink car!'/><author><name>vingie.com</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02454990064242599587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iCnh6vJ4qEQ/S13TaxHPxnI/AAAAAAAAB-8/yZMihy0eUMg/S220/DSC07325.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iCnh6vJ4qEQ/TIROvGYJ8sI/AAAAAAAACLg/n7uswVcgBA8/s72-c/2009-suzuki-alto-3_460x0w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13271409.post-8159704330552159914</id><published>2010-09-01T10:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-01T12:51:23.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what if..?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;i need to get this off my chest. it is driving me nuts and i have been losing sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;not a very good sign. but i guess, there is nothing much that i can do about it other than get over it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;IF i could turn back time, i would have done so many things in a different manner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;i would have chose to handle some with a bit more respect and rationale.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;more often than not, i allow&amp;nbsp;curiosity&amp;nbsp;to eat me up.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;and it has been getting from bad to worse, at times, uncontrollable even.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;there are so many things that i could have done so much better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;there are also things that i shouldn't have done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;what's the point of crying over&amp;nbsp;split&amp;nbsp;milk.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;what's done is done, and can never be undone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;i can only hope i'd be able to look forward and move ahead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;it may not be easy, but i think i haven't got a lot of choices either.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;still i wish, for time to turn back.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;i want to tell you that i am sorry, for all the mean things that i have said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;and you, i want to tell you that i am sorry for creating a mess and disrespecting what you both have had.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;and you, i am sorry for causing grief and hurt. for making you worry even.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;and for all the other people that i may crossed paths with and have offended, i am truly sorry.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;through this, i closed a chapter in my life.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13271409-8159704330552159914?l=www.vingie.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.vingie.com/feeds/8159704330552159914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13271409&amp;postID=8159704330552159914&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13271409/posts/default/8159704330552159914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13271409/posts/default/8159704330552159914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.vingie.com/2010/09/what-if.html' title='what if..?'/><author><name>vingie.com</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02454990064242599587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iCnh6vJ4qEQ/S13TaxHPxnI/AAAAAAAAB-8/yZMihy0eUMg/S220/DSC07325.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13271409.post-6380087614845140642</id><published>2010-08-25T10:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T10:25:27.751+08:00</updated><title type='text'>L.O.V.E</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iCnh6vJ4qEQ/THR7LUNGYtI/AAAAAAAACLI/EK_R-mCDWeE/s1600/images.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iCnh6vJ4qEQ/THR7LUNGYtI/AAAAAAAACLI/EK_R-mCDWeE/s320/images.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="5" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr style="color: black; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;L is for the way you look at me&lt;br /&gt;O is for the only one I see&lt;br /&gt;V is very, very extraordinary&lt;br /&gt;E is even more than anyone that you adore can&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;Love is supposed to be such a beautiful thing.&lt;br /&gt;the feeling of being in love is more often than not, indescribable.&lt;br /&gt;it is more than just having butterflies in your stomach, feeling that warm fluffy feeling and the heart beat that beats faster each time you think about love or that very someone who loves you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, I came to realize, love is not all sugar, spice and everything nice.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes we take love for granted. and sometimes, out of love, we do a lot of stupid things.&lt;br /&gt;and, most of the times, love hurts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can something so beautiful turns out into something so painful?&lt;br /&gt;it's always painful when it has to end. it's even worst if your love is not&amp;nbsp;reciprocated.&lt;br /&gt;the very someone you love don't love you back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it's never easy to love someone.&lt;br /&gt;love always makes us do and say things that are unexpected.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, it makes us do awfully sweet stuff, sometimes just plain evil hurtful stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, who are we to say what's right and what's wrong?&lt;br /&gt;or even how to love? guess, nobody will really know.&lt;br /&gt;love shall remain that mysterious.&lt;br /&gt;i am damn sure we all need love to live.&lt;br /&gt;regardless of whether it's good or bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am happy where i am. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13271409-6380087614845140642?l=www.vingie.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.vingie.com/feeds/6380087614845140642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13271409&amp;postID=6380087614845140642&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13271409.post-2235057100864374314</id><published>2010-08-24T09:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T09:45:49.811+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rant 286</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"&gt;decided to do a little ranting here after blogging about mundane stuffs for so long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"&gt;need to spice things up a little, no?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"&gt;but how can some nonsensical rant even help me spice things up in my dying blog?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"&gt;don't care la, i just want to do some blogging before i start off with work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"&gt;i have a thing for people who are hardworking, people who work hard for their lives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"&gt;you will have my utmost respect if you make your own money, spend your own money and can even afford to give your parents allowance. doesn't matter how much it is. as long as you're like that, i respect you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"&gt;i look down on those people who'd still ask for money.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"&gt;if you're old enough to go out, old enough to be dating, old enough to be fucking, you're old enough to be making your own money.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"&gt;and when you do make your own money, fucking feed yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"&gt;and i definitely dislike the kind of people who'd parade their wealth in front of you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"&gt;when the fact is, none of it is theirs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"&gt;don't be too proud to show off all the things that you have, when you can't bloody afford to buy anything without your parents' money.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"&gt;i don't understand how some people don't feel a tinge of guilt spending their parents' hard earned money.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"&gt;they are your parents, BUT they don't owe you shit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"&gt;and some people can force their parents to buy this and that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"&gt;even when their parents CAN'T afford it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"&gt;so don't act so great.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"&gt;if you want to flaunt it, earn it yourself please.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"&gt;and yes, if you feel it, I AM talking about you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iCnh6vJ4qEQ/S13TaxHPxnI/AAAAAAAAB-8/yZMihy0eUMg/S220/DSC07325.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13271409.post-8587207037064059794</id><published>2010-08-18T13:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T13:05:05.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Mom!</title><content type='html'>to the most wonderful woman on earth, happy birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;celebrated mom's birthday last weekend at Genting Highlands.&lt;br /&gt;it was such a great weekend. each time spent with them is priceless to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iCnh6vJ4qEQ/TGtpftT7tjI/AAAAAAAACK8/JQIY0h4pARs/s1600/DSC03836.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iCnh6vJ4qEQ/TGtpftT7tjI/AAAAAAAACK8/JQIY0h4pARs/s320/DSC03836.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't wait to see them again come September.&lt;br /&gt;i don't have a lot of chances to go back anymore.&lt;br /&gt;work is going to get very hectic soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a lighter note, i can't wait for next year.&lt;br /&gt;i have trips planned. trips! can't wait for awesome fun to begin! :)&lt;br /&gt;fingers crossed!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13271409-8587207037064059794?l=www.vingie.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.vingie.com/feeds/8587207037064059794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13271409&amp;postID=8587207037064059794&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how i miss you.&lt;br /&gt;it's going to be one year soon.&lt;br /&gt;i hope you are fine, wherever you are.&lt;br /&gt;everyday i still hope you'd come back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take care my love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mummy misses you. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13271409-241686910779206691?l=www.vingie.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.vingie.com/feeds/241686910779206691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13271409&amp;postID=241686910779206691&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13271409/posts/default/241686910779206691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;what have i been up to?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;i wish i had so much more to write about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;but unfortunately for me and you. i have got nothing interesting to blog about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;except the fact that i am still at work. at 7pm on a friday night.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;been really caught up with work. will continue being busy till november i think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;it's really amazing to me how fast time flies. because, with a blink of an eye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;i have already worked here for 3 months. 3 whole months.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;not too long, not too short either.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;one thing i am damn sure is, i have learned a lot.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;which is a good thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;working can definitely be an eye opening experience.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;i got to pat myself on the back for being able to keep a job for 3 months.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;in case you don't know, i have short attention span.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;like way too short. i get bored with one thing after awhile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;a geminian trait. no good. jack of all trades, master of none.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;but i think, the reason why i am still here is because i am handling different accounts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;from machineries, to beauty products to restaurants.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;i get to see things from a very different point of view.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;which is really good for me. to be learning new things every single day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;however, there is one sad thing.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;i have already earned a substantial amount of money for the last 3 months.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;i am too&amp;nbsp;surprised&amp;nbsp;i have not got any savings.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;actually, i am not too surprised. hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;i know where are all my money. :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;oh well, i still have reasons because i just started work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;it's not too stable yet!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;i should really start saving now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;am already aiming to get a lil something for myself :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;don't worry it's not a bloody bag! or shoes!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;something more significant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;don't want to reveal too much until i actually start saving for it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;can't wait for tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;i need to really REST &amp;amp; RELAX!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;awfully tired i am!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13271409-7811656820324768227?l=www.vingie.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.vingie.com/feeds/7811656820324768227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iCnh6vJ4qEQ/S13TaxHPxnI/AAAAAAAAB-8/yZMihy0eUMg/S220/DSC07325.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13271409.post-499338931872687800</id><published>2010-07-15T09:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T09:22:48.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>and so i got this really lovely pink organizer for my birthday, which is still nicely sitting on my table.&lt;br /&gt;i don't have the heart to use it! because it's too lovely.&lt;br /&gt;but if my notebook have feelings, it'll definitely get hurt.&lt;br /&gt;because she's a notebook afterall. it's a she, because it's pink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCnh6vJ4qEQ/TD5g3vtYaGI/AAAAAAAACKs/2i561M0EFrg/s1600/34513_411441344891_716149891_4552253_687745_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img 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/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;work has been good.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;i love what i am doing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;but i don't know how long i can continue doing what i love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;thinking about it makes me feel so upset.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;it's so unfair, but what's fair?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;nothing is EVER fair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;honestly, if GOD really exist, i have so many questions to ask.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;because i really don't understand some of the things that happened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;i need someone to bloody tell me why.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;i have so much anger in me that i might blow up soon.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;i can't afford to let my walls crumble. i have to stay put.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;i really have to. as much as i hate it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;everytime i think about it, it makes me what to kill somebody.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;yeah, it's that bad for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;you have no idea. grrr!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;NO IDEA AT ALL!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13271409-8035129079487437979?l=www.vingie.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.vingie.com/feeds/8035129079487437979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13271409&amp;postID=8035129079487437979&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13271409/posts/default/8035129079487437979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13271409/posts/default/8035129079487437979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.vingie.com/2010/07/i-am-so-stressed-out.html' 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serif;"&gt;it's only 2pm. i have like 4 hours to go before i can seriously scream my lungs out.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;i need a drink so badly, it's not even funny.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;i wanna get pissed drunk and never wake up.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;hah. i've to stop dreaming.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;i'm never going to get pissed drunk and sleep my life away. =="&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;my thoughts are all jumbled up, i don't know how to put them in words.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;i actually have a lot of things to say, but just not too sure how to now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;maybe i just needed a more private place to do so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;time to put my diary to good use.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;this is sooo complicated. pfft.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&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/13271409-2819875996987847787?l=www.vingie.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.vingie.com/feeds/2819875996987847787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;yumz.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;a pint of cold draught plus a good book to read, that'd be awesome!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13271409-5391108027558485498?l=www.vingie.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.vingie.com/feeds/5391108027558485498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13271409&amp;postID=5391108027558485498&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13271409/posts/default/5391108027558485498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='text'>twentytwo.</title><content type='html'>honestly, i have no idea what it's like being 22.&lt;br /&gt;it has only been four days since i last turned 22.&lt;br /&gt;should there even be a difference?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;growing up is growing up.&lt;br /&gt;whether i am 12, 22 or 32.&lt;br /&gt;i guess it's all about the same.&lt;br /&gt;i have yet to see any significant changes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i've had a great birthday this year.&lt;br /&gt;very unexpected. so it was great.&lt;br /&gt;i had fun, every bit of it.&lt;br /&gt;though the only setback was, my family wasn't here.&lt;br /&gt;this is the first time i celebrated without my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but oh well, meaning i can call for another celebration when i get home sometime next month?&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my pre-birthday celebration was a healthy one.&lt;br /&gt;went for a hike up Broga Hill @ Semenyih to see sunrise.&lt;br /&gt;it was awesome there. we went there at 4.30 in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;it was super dark, and all of us had to use a torchlight in order to see.&lt;br /&gt;otherwise, it's pitch black.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCnh6vJ4qEQ/TCLnx8gz6GI/AAAAAAAACKM/42Dt2nKAR0g/s1600/36363_402784379891_716149891_4349520_5480577_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCnh6vJ4qEQ/TCLnx8gz6GI/AAAAAAAACKM/42Dt2nKAR0g/s320/36363_402784379891_716149891_4349520_5480577_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;hah! i conquered a rock! it wasn't an easy feat okay, given the rock was super slippery and my shoes are not made for hiking. hasn't got the proper grip. i might fall and die, anytime. not exaggerating. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then we continue hiking, going up.&lt;br /&gt;then we found a super huge rock. ideal for filming our commercial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCnh6vJ4qEQ/TCL1TnEkBoI/AAAAAAAACKU/NvlfEu-eBiM/s1600/36444_402685992874_627672874_4533727_151203_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCnh6vJ4qEQ/TCL1TnEkBoI/AAAAAAAACKU/NvlfEu-eBiM/s320/36444_402685992874_627672874_4533727_151203_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, it was a commercial for some insurance.&lt;br /&gt;okay, that was supposed to be a joke.&lt;br /&gt;i love how blue the skies look in the picture.&lt;br /&gt;it pays when you have awesome camera and skills to take pictures like that.&lt;br /&gt;which, unfortunately i don't have.&lt;br /&gt;no camera, no skills. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i would go to Broga again, because it's lovely there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;might ask mom and sis to go with me next time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they are going to love it there!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway, enough about Broga. it's time for a celebration.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MY celebration to be exact. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iCnh6vJ4qEQ/TCL2nmtyesI/AAAAAAAACKc/n1J1jOJYhI8/s1600/35415_403176319891_716149891_4361302_6916256_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iCnh6vJ4qEQ/TCL2nmtyesI/AAAAAAAACKc/n1J1jOJYhI8/s320/35415_403176319891_716149891_4361302_6916256_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i glow with the candles. so nais. self praise is no praise. but what the hell, it's my day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i can self praise all i want. :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh! i went to Marche for a pre birthday dinner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i love it there!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the people there are all so warm and friendly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i felt happy when i was there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so it was good, the ambiance is perfect for parties.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the food there was good too. but a little on the high side.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Marche means Market. but the price is no market price.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahaha. but i'd go back there for sure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;no pictures for now, because i am blogging from work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thankfully my pre birthday dinner was awesome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;because my real birthday lunch wasn't as good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh wait, no where near good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;just OKAY. i will never go back to that japanese restaurant again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*yialks*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i've got all the birthday presents i wanted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a new phone, baby G, a pink organizer and a fish tank!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i am so easy to please. something tells me when a certain someone reads this, that certain someone will disagree! hahahah. u know i know la! :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;once again, thank you everyone for the wishes on facebook, smses, calls.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it was overwhelming. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;birthdays are great! :D&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/13271409-2990668669729378831?l=www.vingie.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.vingie.com/feeds/2990668669729378831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13271409&amp;postID=2990668669729378831&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13271409/posts/default/2990668669729378831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13271409/posts/default/2990668669729378831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.vingie.com/2010/06/twentytwo.html' title='twentytwo.'/><author><name>vingie.com</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02454990064242599587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iCnh6vJ4qEQ/S13TaxHPxnI/AAAAAAAAB-8/yZMihy0eUMg/S220/DSC07325.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCnh6vJ4qEQ/TCLnx8gz6GI/AAAAAAAACKM/42Dt2nKAR0g/s72-c/36363_402784379891_716149891_4349520_5480577_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13271409.post-1161006589501552767</id><published>2010-06-18T14:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T14:50:35.144+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i miss you Shiba.&lt;br /&gt;it's been almost a year, and not one day pass by without me missing you.&lt;br /&gt;how are you doing? wherever you are.&lt;br /&gt;as much as it hurts to lose you, i hope you're happy.&lt;br /&gt;i'm not even sure if you're dead or alive.&lt;br /&gt;i'm so sorry we lost you. i miss you girl.&lt;br /&gt;i hope you know that i will always love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everytime i got scare by a lizard, i'd hope that you'd be here to save me.&lt;br /&gt;everytime the thunder roars, i hope we could both cuddle up and go to bed.&lt;br /&gt;everytime when i am alone, i'd wish i get to run my fingers through your fur again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss you.&lt;br /&gt;no other dogs will be able to replace you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it hurts to see other people playing with their dogs at the park.&lt;br /&gt;i wish we could both play once again.&lt;br /&gt;just you and me like always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no matter what i do now, i won't be able to see you again.&lt;br /&gt;all we have of each other are the memories of the times we once spent together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss you Shiba. i really, really do. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13271409-1161006589501552767?l=www.vingie.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.vingie.com/feeds/1161006589501552767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13271409&amp;postID=1161006589501552767&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13271409/posts/default/1161006589501552767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13271409/posts/default/1161006589501552767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.vingie.com/2010/06/i-miss-you-shiba.html' title=''/><author><name>vingie.com</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02454990064242599587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iCnh6vJ4qEQ/S13TaxHPxnI/AAAAAAAAB-8/yZMihy0eUMg/S220/DSC07325.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13271409.post-6268353514543780213</id><published>2010-06-15T15:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T15:02:02.298+08:00</updated><title type='text'>puss in boots, fish in bowl? wtf. nevermind me.</title><content type='html'>this post definitely has got nothing to do with any puss in boots.&lt;br /&gt;i just like the phrase. puss in boots.&lt;br /&gt;well, i want a fish in a bowl. or to be more precise, a goldfish in a bowl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've always loved goldfishes.&lt;br /&gt;i remembered i had a huge tank of goldfishes a couple of years back.&lt;br /&gt;it's a sad thing i don't have any pictures of my goldfish tank. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCnh6vJ4qEQ/TBcTMNmlXEI/AAAAAAAACJ8/QJTU1mWXXd0/s1600/goldfish.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCnh6vJ4qEQ/TBcTMNmlXEI/AAAAAAAACJ8/QJTU1mWXXd0/s320/goldfish.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;i still remember, back then everyday after school, the first thing i will do is to go check on my fishes.&lt;br /&gt;water temperature, food, cleanliness.&lt;br /&gt;i basically spent all my free time outside the porch with my fishes, my turtle and of course my dogs.&lt;br /&gt;there was once, i counted my fish and realized that 2 is gone.&lt;br /&gt;i was so upset and i actually thought people climbed into the porch to steal those fishes.&lt;br /&gt;in the end, i found the culprit, it was a bloody kingfisher taking the easy way out.&lt;br /&gt;fishing in my tiny little pond. mine wasn't a tank per se. it was a small pond. like a big vase.&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, i had to buy a huge net to cover the top to prevent my fishes from being fished. ugh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, now that i am working. sometimes i get bored. gemini trait. bad. let's not digress.&lt;br /&gt;so i was saying, now that i am working, i sometimes get bored with the things i have to do.&lt;br /&gt;and i was thinking about getting a small/medium bowl with 1 or 2 goldfish to be placed on my table.&lt;br /&gt;but i don't know if it'd be such a good idea, because i don't want a bowl with oxygen and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;i just want a normal looking bowl. plain and simple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iCnh6vJ4qEQ/TBclAKJ8wII/AAAAAAAACKE/Z3OszyTGNK0/s1600/202_goldfish.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iCnh6vJ4qEQ/TBclAKJ8wII/AAAAAAAACKE/Z3OszyTGNK0/s320/202_goldfish.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something like this. so simple and nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess i have some fish shopping to do! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13271409-6268353514543780213?l=www.vingie.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.vingie.com/feeds/6268353514543780213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13271409&amp;postID=6268353514543780213&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13271409/posts/default/6268353514543780213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13271409/posts/default/6268353514543780213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.vingie.com/2010/06/puss-in-boots-fish-in-bowl-wtf.html' title='puss in boots, fish in bowl? wtf. nevermind me.'/><author><name>vingie.com</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02454990064242599587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iCnh6vJ4qEQ/S13TaxHPxnI/AAAAAAAAB-8/yZMihy0eUMg/S220/DSC07325.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCnh6vJ4qEQ/TBcTMNmlXEI/AAAAAAAACJ8/QJTU1mWXXd0/s72-c/goldfish.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13271409.post-6946216268523839955</id><published>2010-06-14T13:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T13:02:26.988+08:00</updated><title type='text'>books and more books!</title><content type='html'>books! not boobs. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;i am a hardcore book worm, i love reading and the smell of new books.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;it makes me happy :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;was at e@curve last night and came across a stall that sells all kinds of books.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;me being me, i can't resist and picked out 6 books.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;you get 1 book free if you buy 5 books. so naturally i had to pick all 6. hah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;it's a good bargain. all 6 for only RM90.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iCnh6vJ4qEQ/TBWdS9MBE6I/AAAAAAAACJ0/nX_jKJj63kU/s1600/31638_401061694891_716149891_4309253_5700366_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iCnh6vJ4qEQ/TBWdS9MBE6I/AAAAAAAACJ0/nX_jKJj63kU/s320/31638_401061694891_716149891_4309253_5700366_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;i have a lot of reading to do. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13271409-6946216268523839955?l=www.vingie.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.vingie.com/feeds/6946216268523839955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13271409&amp;postID=6946216268523839955&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13271409/posts/default/6946216268523839955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13271409/posts/default/6946216268523839955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.vingie.com/2010/06/books-and-more-books.html' title='books and more books!'/><author><name>vingie.com</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02454990064242599587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iCnh6vJ4qEQ/S13TaxHPxnI/AAAAAAAAB-8/yZMihy0eUMg/S220/DSC07325.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iCnh6vJ4qEQ/TBWdS9MBE6I/AAAAAAAACJ0/nX_jKJj63kU/s72-c/31638_401061694891_716149891_4309253_5700366_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13271409.post-736239619987226667</id><published>2010-06-12T23:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-12T23:52:53.849+08:00</updated><title type='text'>culture shock</title><content type='html'>i think i will never get used to living in KL. no matter how long.&lt;br /&gt;everything is so much more expensive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went to a doctor in KL for the very first time, after almost 2 years of living here.&lt;br /&gt;it's not that i was never sick, it's just that i don't trust any of the doctors here.&lt;br /&gt;i will ALWAYS opt to go back to Penang to see my trustable and reliable family doctor.&lt;br /&gt;but this time i can't, because i am working, it is no longer convenient for me to travel back to and fro like that.&lt;br /&gt;and so i went to a doctor, full of doubts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still don't and won't trust any of the doctors here.&lt;br /&gt;my opinion is that, doctors here are not really passionate about what they do.&lt;br /&gt;they are only passionate about the moo-lah. sad but true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iCnh6vJ4qEQ/TBOsIlrV7-I/AAAAAAAACJs/8bkU5HCnyZo/s1600/12062010217.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iCnh6vJ4qEQ/TBOsIlrV7-I/AAAAAAAACJs/8bkU5HCnyZo/s320/12062010217.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;this is rm 60. a total rip off i'd say.&lt;br /&gt;and the doctor was actually recommended me to go for a whole course medicine.&lt;br /&gt;i politely decline. it's not that i am at my last stage that i've to go for the strongest medicine.&lt;br /&gt;i only need normal medication. there is no need for a full course medicine.&lt;br /&gt;it seriously made me think the doctor only want to earn a pretty petty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i was at the clinic, there was a guy before me who went to see the doctor because he was down with cough, flu and fever.&lt;br /&gt;i know all that because i was eaves dropping. heh.&lt;br /&gt;his bill came up to a total of rm 120, for a bottle of cough syrup, antibiotics and panadols.&lt;br /&gt;when i heard how much he had to pay, i was a little shocked.&lt;br /&gt;rm 120 for cough, flu and fever.&lt;br /&gt;i paid less than rm50 in Penang. rm50 and rm120 is too huge a difference to not notice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was actually quite pissed i might be over charged.&lt;br /&gt;i am not too sure how much will my medicine cost in Penang.&lt;br /&gt;but rm 60 really feels a little too expensive. maybe i am just so not use to doctors in KL.&lt;br /&gt;hopefully there is no need for me to ever get used to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;culture shock kaokao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13271409-736239619987226667?l=www.vingie.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.vingie.com/feeds/736239619987226667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13271409&amp;postID=736239619987226667&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13271409/posts/default/736239619987226667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13271409/posts/default/736239619987226667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.vingie.com/2010/06/culture-shock.html' title='culture shock'/><author><name>vingie.com</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02454990064242599587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iCnh6vJ4qEQ/S13TaxHPxnI/AAAAAAAAB-8/yZMihy0eUMg/S220/DSC07325.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iCnh6vJ4qEQ/TBOsIlrV7-I/AAAAAAAACJs/8bkU5HCnyZo/s72-c/12062010217.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13271409.post-600956602421212226</id><published>2010-06-03T15:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T15:41:12.165+08:00</updated><title type='text'>RIP.....NOT!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iCnh6vJ4qEQ/TAdZ_BDUkxI/AAAAAAAACJc/aSxLAAWzdm4/s1600/cartoon_skeleton.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iCnh6vJ4qEQ/TAdZ_BDUkxI/AAAAAAAACJc/aSxLAAWzdm4/s320/cartoon_skeleton.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;this is all that's left of vingie.com and it's author. a skeletal being. RIP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;hahaha, just pulling your leg! i won't kick the bucket so soon yet.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;as i am enjoying every bit of my life as a work slave. no, this is not a sarcastic remark. i am seriously enjoying my work.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;tiring but fun, kinda satisfying too. :D &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;it's very obvious kan? i don't update my blog anymore. at least not as much as i used to. bahhh.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;it's finally June! one of my favoritest month! no prize for guessing because i was born in June. Geminians rocks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;anyway, i am super looking forward to my birthday, hopefully i get to spend it with my family and close friends. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;nothing much to wish for, practically got all that i wanted. a happy life, my sleek e72, a job i enjoy doing, super family, friends and a certain someone :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;till then, tata! :D&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/13271409-600956602421212226?l=www.vingie.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.vingie.com/feeds/600956602421212226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13271409&amp;postID=600956602421212226&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13271409.post-4091310508882976410</id><published>2010-05-28T02:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T02:07:59.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wootwoot!</title><content type='html'>i've finally gotten my Longchamp Le Pliage :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iCnh6vJ4qEQ/S_60RZTHZ5I/AAAAAAAACJU/Md2NhM2tx3w/s1600/DSC07943.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iCnh6vJ4qEQ/S_60RZTHZ5I/AAAAAAAACJU/Md2NhM2tx3w/s320/DSC07943.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;thanks Cat! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13271409-4091310508882976410?l=www.vingie.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iCnh6vJ4qEQ/S_60RZTHZ5I/AAAAAAAACJU/Md2NhM2tx3w/s72-c/DSC07943.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13271409.post-6911262995884093034</id><published>2010-05-25T09:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T09:11:04.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'>vingie.com updated, AT LAST!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;aha! i'm not exactly dead you see. i still lurk around at times, unnoticed.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;vingie is not dead. vingie.com is. my blogging mojo refused to return at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;i used to be able to write just about anything, but now i can't anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;my free time is spent on doing something else.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;it's a little too hard to want to spend more time with the computer after working for more than 10 hours a day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCnh6vJ4qEQ/S_sf5X8UjiI/AAAAAAAACJM/npH49mZKVQg/s1600/28978_393831704891_716149891_4141986_7190350_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCnh6vJ4qEQ/S_sf5X8UjiI/AAAAAAAACJM/npH49mZKVQg/s320/28978_393831704891_716149891_4141986_7190350_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;when i am free, i go do touristy stuff. take pictures at places. visit places.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;i am thankful a certain someone is willing to do all that with me. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;i've been to so many places for the past 6 months and i now know some parts of Kuala Lumpur like the back of my hands!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;okay, i admit, that is a lie. i still get lost. my sense of directions is AWFUL. i don't think you'd ever want me to navigate you anywhere. i can't do that AT ALL. that is just sad. maybe i need a GPS? provided i know how to use it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;totally blonde. i kid you not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;i need to revamp my wardrobe. *ka-ching*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;i also need a hair cut. *ka-ching*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;on a totally unrelated note, i've got a new bag! wootwoot! all the way from hong kong! :) thanks cat!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;June is my favorite month and it's coming! super can't wait for that too. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;i think i'm running out of one liners. hah.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;wootwoot! roadtrip on Thursday! 2 more days to that!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;ahh. life's a bliss. :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13271409-6911262995884093034?l=www.vingie.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.vingie.com/feeds/6911262995884093034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13271409&amp;postID=6911262995884093034&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13271409/posts/default/6911262995884093034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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Animal Abuse</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;i may not be passionate about a lot of things. but one thing i am truly passionate about is the welfare of animals. the saddest thing is, there is really nothing much we can do about animal abuse. when i saw a video clip of a tiger being abused at a safari in malacca &lt;/span&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;A Famosa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;. i got so pissed and upset about the entire ordeal. it breaks my heart to see such a magnificent animal being abused like that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" style="background-image: url(http://i1.ytimg.com/vi/h5ACVn73YL0/hqdefault.jpg);" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/h5ACVn73YL0&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/h5ACVn73YL0&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" width="425" height="344" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;watch the video above and tell me what you think. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;the tiger looks like it is being heavily sedated or being drugged. it won't be able to lift up its head. you can see the worker smirking and dragging the tiger by its whiskers. even a small will know how to treat their pet with caution and care. these people are the ones responsible for taking care of the animals at the safari, but instead tender loving care, these people abuse animals. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;a concerned person recently emailed the officials at A Famosa regarding this incident and the PIC at A Famosa had the balls to reply a bunch of bull crap. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Dear DewGem,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Warmest Greetings From A'Famosa Resort&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're referring to your e-mail on regards of the video shared on www.youtube.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We would like make things clear that we never druged any of the animal for entertainment sake. The tiger shown in the video was just merely lazy and it's was their nature to do so. We pratice a standard level in handling the animals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, rest assure that we had stop the photography session with the tigers due to the public &amp;amp; management concern of the tigers welfare. We appreciated your feedback which had been forwarded to management for their action to be taken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank You.&lt;br /&gt;Eric Ong."&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;for fucks' sake, how do you expect anybody to believe this bullshit? i don't know if his claims of the tiger being removed is true. but i find it very disheartening that they had to balls to just brush off claims. a lot of facebookers have been leaving comments on their Facebook page but those comments have been deleted thus far. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;feel free to join their &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/pages/AFamosa-Resort/269644441774?ref=ts"&gt;page&lt;/a&gt; and leave your comments and see it get deleted. a very pathetic attempt for image recovery. bunch of cowards!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;justice must be served. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;CONTACTS:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eric.marketing@afamosa.com&lt;br /&gt;ping.marketing@afamosa.com&lt;br /&gt;kelly.tt@afamosa.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;spread the word people. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13271409-7135937232885981952?l=www.vingie.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.vingie.com/feeds/7135937232885981952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13271409&amp;postID=7135937232885981952&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13271409/posts/default/7135937232885981952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13271409/posts/default/7135937232885981952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.vingie.com/2010/05/stop-animal-abuse.html' title='Stop Animal Abuse'/><author><name>vingie.com</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02454990064242599587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iCnh6vJ4qEQ/S13TaxHPxnI/AAAAAAAAB-8/yZMihy0eUMg/S220/DSC07325.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13271409.post-5518021868882675579</id><published>2010-05-19T09:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T09:25:59.444+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Berry Indecisive.</title><content type='html'>my birthday is coming in a month. so i'm going to buy myself a birthday present.&lt;br /&gt;only thing is, i don't know which to get. i've already decided to get myself a phone because i really needed one.&lt;br /&gt;my beloved N82 got stolen last year and i've been very upset about it ever since and i refused to buy any phones knowing that it might be gone again. *touchwood*&lt;br /&gt;but i think i've come to terms with it, my N82 will never be found. so RIP my love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've picked two phones out of so many phones in the market but i still can't decide on which to get.&lt;br /&gt;both has its pros and cons. so it's really hard to choose!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iCnh6vJ4qEQ/S_M8G7_wnSI/AAAAAAAACJE/kMt8YG4PJVE/s1600/Presentation1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iCnh6vJ4qEQ/S_M8G7_wnSI/AAAAAAAACJE/kMt8YG4PJVE/s320/Presentation1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;so yeah, either a Nokia e72 or a BB something. not too sure which yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i actually like both phones. but more pros to the Nokia.&lt;br /&gt;the only reason why i will pick the nokia over BB is the plans.&lt;br /&gt;our service providers are blood suckers. they charge like mad when other countries are giving out phones for free. pfffttt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg. i just saw, there are loads of hello kitty stuffs for a BB!!&lt;br /&gt;how can i not get a BB!! wtf. totally blonde. =="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i've to sit down and plan this.&lt;br /&gt;or at least go speak to people who knows more about phone. bahhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BB and e72 users, you're needed here!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13271409-5518021868882675579?l=www.vingie.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.vingie.com/feeds/5518021868882675579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13271409&amp;postID=5518021868882675579&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13271409/posts/default/5518021868882675579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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abandoned my blog for this long.&lt;br /&gt;i've got so much to blog about but i just haven't got the time.&lt;br /&gt;right now, i am waiting for my colleague to come get me to work.&lt;br /&gt;one last day at KLCC, wootwoot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to the 2 or 3 homosapiens who are still bothered to come back to vingie.com&lt;br /&gt;i apologize. please forgive me as i am REALLY caught up with work.&lt;br /&gt;can't believe i am about to turn into a workaholic.&lt;br /&gt;i miss my alcoholic self though. hah! that was a lot more fun in the -holic genre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i promise i will blog about something soon!&lt;br /&gt;give me time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;much love. xoxo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13271409-5638479354641100303?l=www.vingie.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iCnh6vJ4qEQ/S13TaxHPxnI/AAAAAAAAB-8/yZMihy0eUMg/S220/DSC07325.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13271409.post-4569425357842126583</id><published>2010-05-10T09:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T09:46:14.828+08:00</updated><title type='text'>exhaustion.</title><content type='html'>i feel so exhausted. not joking at all.&lt;br /&gt;my entire body is aching. head is super heavy.&lt;br /&gt;ultra sleepy, and don't get me started on the blisters on my feet.&lt;br /&gt;and the deformities to my toes. heartache max.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;robbed off my weekend. was working from monday to sunday.&lt;br /&gt;although it was only half of sunday but still. it was my weekend. :(&lt;br /&gt;i never would have thought it would have been this hectic.&lt;br /&gt;one good thing is i get to learn, a lot. these are all experiences that money can't buy.&lt;br /&gt;the bad side of it? you barely have enough time to rest and forget about some me-me time.&lt;br /&gt;you won't get that at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that is why, vingie.com is being abandoned now.&lt;br /&gt;hopefully i will have more time. but by the looks of things, it's not going to happen anytime soon.&lt;br /&gt;please pray i will have enough strength to pull through. gawddddddd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm becoming so whiny it's scary,but please la, i'm really tired okay. pfft.&lt;br /&gt;and the weather's too hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bahh. i better get back to work. so many things to do. =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13271409-4569425357842126583?l=www.vingie.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.vingie.com/feeds/4569425357842126583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13271409&amp;postID=4569425357842126583&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13271409/posts/default/4569425357842126583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13271409/posts/default/4569425357842126583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.vingie.com/2010/05/exhaustion.html' title='exhaustion.'/><author><name>vingie.com</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02454990064242599587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iCnh6vJ4qEQ/S13TaxHPxnI/AAAAAAAAB-8/yZMihy0eUMg/S220/DSC07325.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13271409.post-6554327971991890359</id><published>2010-05-04T10:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T10:24:06.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 5 : Work</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iCnh6vJ4qEQ/S9-DfaPpOpI/AAAAAAAACI8/jGalXTOTWqo/s1600/DSC02936.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iCnh6vJ4qEQ/S9-DfaPpOpI/AAAAAAAACI8/jGalXTOTWqo/s320/DSC02936.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I have officially worked for 5 days now. And I am loving every second of it.&lt;br /&gt;Although, the earliest I finish work is around 7-7.30pm ish. But I still like what I am doing.&lt;br /&gt;One thing I am glad is that, my bosses and colleagues are always teaching me stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;I don't feel the tension or the double standard here. Everybody is being treated equally.&lt;br /&gt;As long as they want to continue teaching, I will love to continue learning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the very first day I got into work, I was already given things to do.&lt;br /&gt;I've done quite a lot of things in a short span of 5 days.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow onwards, it will be damn hectic for all of us.&lt;br /&gt;As we have an exhibition at PWTC.&lt;br /&gt;It's the METALTECH 2010. I've never heard of the exhibition before although it has been around for more than 15 years. So I'm kinda looking forward to it, although its a machinery exhibition.&lt;br /&gt;Next week, we'll have another exhibition at KLCC.&lt;br /&gt;It's the Malaysia Gifts and Premiums Exhibition 2010. I have a part in both these projects. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It might be a little tiring at first, but I am slowly getting used to it.&lt;br /&gt;Everyday is a new learning day.&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully, I will be damn good at what I do someday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mont Kiara is awesome though! :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13271409-6554327971991890359?l=www.vingie.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.vingie.com/feeds/6554327971991890359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13271409&amp;postID=6554327971991890359&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13271409/posts/default/6554327971991890359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13271409/posts/default/6554327971991890359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.vingie.com/2010/05/day-5-work.html' title='Day 5 : Work'/><author><name>vingie.com</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02454990064242599587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iCnh6vJ4qEQ/S13TaxHPxnI/AAAAAAAAB-8/yZMihy0eUMg/S220/DSC07325.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iCnh6vJ4qEQ/S9-DfaPpOpI/AAAAAAAACI8/jGalXTOTWqo/s72-c/DSC02936.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13271409.post-7552520836991854841</id><published>2010-04-29T18:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T18:36:46.864+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my poor feet is once blistered. i feel sorry for my feet.&lt;br /&gt;i can't help it. there is a need for me to wear heels.&lt;br /&gt;now that i am working, i need them even more.&lt;br /&gt;i know new shoes will definitely kill my feet.&lt;br /&gt;especially those killer heels. they are called killer heels for a reason.&lt;br /&gt;one being, it will kill your feet. seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and each time my feet got blistered so badly i vow not to ever wear those kind of shoes again.&lt;br /&gt;and trust me, each time i see a pair of shoes and fall in love with it, i start torturing my feet again.&lt;br /&gt;my feet are so tortured there was once my toes were so badly injured i had to go see a doctor.&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, it was that bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right now in office, i walk around barefooted.&lt;br /&gt;it is like heaven i tell you! the feeling of taking off your high heels and walk on flat land. orgasmic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am waiting to go off. can't bloody leave because the rain is too heavy though i am driving. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13271409-7552520836991854841?l=www.vingie.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.vingie.com/feeds/7552520836991854841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13271409&amp;postID=7552520836991854841&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13271409/posts/default/7552520836991854841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13271409/posts/default/7552520836991854841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.vingie.com/2010/04/my-poor-feet-is-once-blistered.html' title=''/><author><name>vingie.com</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02454990064242599587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iCnh6vJ4qEQ/S13TaxHPxnI/AAAAAAAAB-8/yZMihy0eUMg/S220/DSC07325.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13271409.post-4266754638283115011</id><published>2010-04-27T01:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T01:19:36.447+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a new phase of life.</title><content type='html'>i have finally found a job that i want.&lt;br /&gt;it's been so tough to look for a dream job.&lt;br /&gt;i would have gotten a job as soon as i got out of college, but i didn't want to.&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to do something, i have always dreamed of doing.&lt;br /&gt;i really, really hope it shines from here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the first few months being jobless was tough.&lt;br /&gt;not like i was jobless for a very long time.&lt;br /&gt;it was only 2 months, max. and i almost went crazy.&lt;br /&gt;resume after resume. calls after calls. interviews after interviews.&lt;br /&gt;and the wait. it was heart wrenching for me.&lt;br /&gt;i even thought about giving up and go back to my little island and work a 9-5 job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i wasn't going to give in to my weak side without putting up a fight.&lt;br /&gt;i am super thankful, i found the job. hopefully 3 months down the road, i will still be able to feel thankful. hah.&lt;br /&gt;i am going to be in a very challenging industry that requires me to think out of the box at all times.&lt;br /&gt;it is going to be very stressful and i hope i am not going to break down.&lt;br /&gt;it is afterall, a dream job, something i have always wanted to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope it is all worth the sacrifices i am making. :)&lt;br /&gt;i might not be earning a lot of money, but at least it's a start.&lt;br /&gt;this will be my stepping stone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to those who believed in me, i will make you proud.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13271409-4266754638283115011?l=www.vingie.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.vingie.com/feeds/4266754638283115011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13271409&amp;postID=4266754638283115011&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13271409/posts/default/4266754638283115011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13271409/posts/default/4266754638283115011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.vingie.com/2010/04/new-phase-of-life.html' title='a new phase of life.'/><author><name>vingie.com</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02454990064242599587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iCnh6vJ4qEQ/S13TaxHPxnI/AAAAAAAAB-8/yZMihy0eUMg/S220/DSC07325.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13271409.post-6088451796495376100</id><published>2010-04-26T16:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T16:21:12.329+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sweet tooth.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;thank you for the cupcakes. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;that was a surprise. and i like it because it's really cute.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;although too sweet to be eaten, but still, thank you :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iCnh6vJ4qEQ/S9VKhgVs2YI/AAAAAAAACIs/-Nh8krewS-U/s1600/DSC02849.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iCnh6vJ4qEQ/S9VKhgVs2YI/AAAAAAAACIs/-Nh8krewS-U/s320/DSC02849.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;and the ice cream too. it was very unexpected. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iCnh6vJ4qEQ/S9VMpagVH8I/AAAAAAAACI0/H6Ca30H4jm4/s1600/DSC02829.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iCnh6vJ4qEQ/S9VMpagVH8I/AAAAAAAACI0/H6Ca30H4jm4/s320/DSC02829.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13271409-6088451796495376100?l=www.vingie.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iCnh6vJ4qEQ/S9VKhgVs2YI/AAAAAAAACIs/-Nh8krewS-U/s72-c/DSC02849.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13271409.post-4420288504664556309</id><published>2010-04-21T15:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T09:33:40.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>decisions,decisions, decisions.</title><content type='html'>i have so many things up my head now.&lt;br /&gt;so many things to be decided. pretty confusing.&lt;br /&gt;it's like being in a crossroad once again.&lt;br /&gt;not knowing what to do. not knowing what is best to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i wish we can all not make any life changing decisions.&lt;br /&gt;it's like no matter what you do, there is another reason bothering you.&lt;br /&gt;i've been thinking about it long and hard.&lt;br /&gt;but what do i do about it?&lt;br /&gt;do i protect myself? or do i take it all in?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate feeling so 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decisions.'/><author><name>vingie.com</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02454990064242599587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iCnh6vJ4qEQ/S13TaxHPxnI/AAAAAAAAB-8/yZMihy0eUMg/S220/DSC07325.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13271409.post-2960015943692472271</id><published>2010-04-17T14:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T14:57:28.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>officially missing you.</title><content type='html'>exactly 9 months ago, i lost my very best friend. my best friend of 14 years. my beloved shiba. i miss her every single day since then. i can barely forgive myself for losing her. she have been and will still be the most important in my life. be it 9 years later, or 19 years later. i will never forget our friendship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you have been a reader, you'd have known, my shiba didn't died. she got dognapped. i hope wherever she is at now, she is happy. i hope she knows i miss her every single day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whenever i look at pictures of her, i can't help but to cry. i miss you baby girl. i miss all those times that we've spent. i miss hugging you in bed. i miss how you'd always come find me where there is thunder. i miss how you'd always be there for me when there are huge ass lizards around. i miss how you'd stay so close to me at home keeping me accompanied when i am home alone. i also miss how you'd always share food with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry i didn't spend enough time with you. if i were given another chance, i promise, i will spend all my time with you. i promise i will bring you out every night for walks. i know how much you enjoy being out. i promise we'd go hiking more often. i'd give you all the cheese in the world. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCnh6vJ4qEQ/S8lbskCB9TI/AAAAAAAACHo/hof7qwV8jrY/s1600/Picture+002.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCnh6vJ4qEQ/S8lbskCB9TI/AAAAAAAACHo/hof7qwV8jrY/s320/Picture+002.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;you will never be replaced. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope you know you mean the world to me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;officially missing you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13271409-2960015943692472271?l=www.vingie.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.vingie.com/feeds/2960015943692472271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13271409&amp;postID=2960015943692472271&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13271409.post-7204745533529345049</id><published>2010-04-14T15:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T15:36:35.935+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3 Things That We Don't Need.</title><content type='html'>1. Any kinds of hairs except for those on the head.&lt;br /&gt;I really don't get it why there is a need for us to have armpit hair, leg hair and OMG, PUBIC HAIR. what's the deal seriously? to keep us warm ? or for us girls to waste more money on brazillian waxing and shavers? why let it grow and then invent stuff just to get rid of it? it shouldn't even be there in the first place my god. maybe exception for the eye lashes and eyebrows. without those one will look weird and funny.so yes. please get rid of other kinds of hair other than those on your head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. justin bieber and miley cyrus.&lt;br /&gt;i don't understand the craze. justin bieber sucks. no further explanation needed. his songs are annoying max. don't get me started on miley cyrus. yucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Service Charge&lt;br /&gt;i super hate paying for service charges, especially if the service provided is sooooo bad and they have the balls to charge you that. *rollseyes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the time being it's just 3 things. this obviously shows i am too free, otherwise i won't be able to come up with nonsense like that. so when you see this list grow, that means, i am still free, if not even more. and that sucks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13271409-7204745533529345049?l=www.vingie.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.vingie.com/feeds/7204745533529345049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13271409&amp;postID=7204745533529345049&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13271409/posts/default/7204745533529345049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13271409/posts/default/7204745533529345049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.vingie.com/2010/04/3-things-that-we-dont-need.html' title='3 Things That We Don&apos;t Need.'/><author><name>vingie.com</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02454990064242599587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iCnh6vJ4qEQ/S13TaxHPxnI/AAAAAAAAB-8/yZMihy0eUMg/S220/DSC07325.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13271409.post-1847093536939081758</id><published>2010-04-13T15:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T15:26:58.654+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Genting</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCnh6vJ4qEQ/S8QYBeVj8FI/AAAAAAAACHg/dG2iFyQnYO0/s1600/DSC02741.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCnh6vJ4qEQ/S8QYBeVj8FI/AAAAAAAACHg/dG2iFyQnYO0/s320/DSC02741.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;was in Genting last weekend with mom. i used to love Genting because it is really cold and relaxing. but now, it has all changed. it was freaking hot. it's not like a few years back anymore. Mother Earth must be dying. it was seriously hot. not cold AT ALL. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if it wasn't for the cold air, i will not go to Genting because it's stupid. every move you make requires money. the theme park is bullshit, the food is even worst. nothing is good in Genting. they charge you exorbitant prices for shitastic food and service. very unacceptable. if wanna charge so expensive make sure the food is at least edible la. tiu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the other thing that i enjoy thoroughly is the cable car ride. hahaha. ive been on the cable car for 4 times already. though i am afraid of heights, i love being in the cable car. gets me all excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i wonder if it is a good idea for casinos to be legally operating. i saw a lot of really old people betting away. i saw a very old grandmother eating pre packed lunch , i think she was saving food money so she can continue gambling. sometimes its very obvious that those people are losing money judging from their facial expressions. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;unless those people really have self control, where they will go back when they win a couple of hundreds and to not continue betting when they are losing money, then it is okay for casinos to be operating. but then again. being greedy is human nature. who doesn't want to have more money?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope the next time when i go to Genting again, the weather won't be so disappointing anymore!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13271409-1847093536939081758?l=www.vingie.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.vingie.com/feeds/1847093536939081758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13271409&amp;postID=1847093536939081758&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13271409.post-411819268096801753</id><published>2010-04-07T15:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T15:26:28.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random conversation.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;[3:24:40 PM] vinğie: whats chopstick in BM?&lt;br /&gt;[3:24:51 PM] aL: dua batang&lt;br /&gt;[3:25:02 PM] vinğie: HAAHHAHAHA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;she's an ass. fuckerthing. but i still sayang you okay?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13271409-411819268096801753?l=www.vingie.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.vingie.com/feeds/411819268096801753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iCnh6vJ4qEQ/S13TaxHPxnI/AAAAAAAAB-8/yZMihy0eUMg/S220/DSC07325.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13271409.post-7977914399912086313</id><published>2010-04-06T09:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T09:12:23.528+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thatlilgreenpill.</title><content type='html'>for the past month, i have been experiencing jaw discomfort. my left side of the jaw will hurt very badly whenever i yawn,chew, open my mouth. it was really bad,sometimes it annoys me. because i am someone who talks a lot, and it feels really bad to not be able to open my mouth and talk without my jaw hurting me. that being said, i am a stubborn mule. i didn't want to go to any doctors in KL because i don't trust them. yeah, i am weird like that, i have been going to the same doctor for the past 22 years in my life and if my doctor retires, i am SO DEAD. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, while in Penang last week, i finally went to my doctor for a check up because if i don't my mom is going to whack me for being so stubborn. my mom was actually worried about me having lockjaw. if it does happen, it will be very troublesome and it will take a long time to heal. so yeah, i went to the doctor because i am good kid. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thankfully, doc said it's not lockjaw. i don't have dislocated jaw. *cue joy to the world* however, he said something about inflammation in the jaw's joints.&amp;nbsp; i have no idea what it means. i don't even know what caused it. :( i feel so old. like my bones are so brittle that they break at a mere touch. i wonder how people with OI get about. (OI - Osteogenesis Imperfecta) of course, mine isn't the bones la. just that my jaws are fucked. bleh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now i am on medication. hoping that the inflammation will go away. it even hurts when i try to open my mouth to eat. which is a good thing actually, i don't have to eat. i have a reason to go on a diet. heh :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iCnh6vJ4qEQ/S7qJe7KshII/AAAAAAAACHY/0eYEOHiavG0/s1600/DSC02700.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iCnh6vJ4qEQ/S7qJe7KshII/AAAAAAAACHY/0eYEOHiavG0/s320/DSC02700.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;this is my cute looking pill. looks like an apple isn't it? green color somemore! damn cute i tell you. eat already also happy lor! this isn't the pills my doctor gave me. he gave me two kinds of normal looking pills that i really hate. so opted for this instead. acoxia's the name of the pill. i even like the name of the pill. mehh, if i continue raving about the pill, i think someone's gonna call the cops on me for being addicted to medication. =="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hopefully my jaw is going to heal in no time. i promise i will be a good girl, no hard solid food and i will take medication on time. and i won't purposely open my mouth too big. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13271409-7977914399912086313?l=www.vingie.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.vingie.com/feeds/7977914399912086313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13271409&amp;postID=7977914399912086313&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13271409/posts/default/7977914399912086313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13271409/posts/default/7977914399912086313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.vingie.com/2010/04/thatlilgreenpill.html' title='thatlilgreenpill.'/><author><name>vingie.com</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02454990064242599587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iCnh6vJ4qEQ/S13TaxHPxnI/AAAAAAAAB-8/yZMihy0eUMg/S220/DSC07325.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iCnh6vJ4qEQ/S7qJe7KshII/AAAAAAAACHY/0eYEOHiavG0/s72-c/DSC02700.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
