<?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-7816237129626005474</id><updated>2011-07-08T22:44:41.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Destiny Aurora</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinyaurora.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816237129626005474/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destinyaurora.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>JANICE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18016294689005073780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>66</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7816237129626005474.post-1709448340954527413</id><published>2009-12-17T20:07:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T00:21:56.617+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Criticism and what about it</title><content type='html'>wow... a post after ages of not posting anything got me some attention...&lt;br /&gt;I see that some people are offended by some of the things I posted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but note this...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;criticism are greatly needed so that things can improve in future conferences or whatever other activities&lt;br /&gt;without anyone criticising how do you know where you went wrong?&lt;br /&gt;if I'm not wrong there was a speech where the speaker said that leaders are people who are able to take in criticism to be better... to improve...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;don't go saying people don't deserve to be interactors just because they criticize you so that you can do better next time&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure that you will agree on some of the things I wrote but maybe you might deny it because generally you're to pissed to think straight...&lt;br /&gt;saying those things doesn't make you much of an interactor either because interactors are leaders and leaders accept criticism and make the best of it but I'm not gonna dwell on that right now...&lt;br /&gt;I wrote 'kids' because basically those who were in the managing committee were younger than me!&lt;br /&gt;they were doing great things that I don't and there was no offends intended&lt;br /&gt;hey I'm much elder than I look than any of you there alright... don't expect me to call you say what... &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;adults??&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you said of me being a hater?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; but I don't hate anyone or anything... I just don't like certain way things are done that's all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you said I'm immature for criticising?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; look at your remarks and think about it... if this makes me immature then it doesn't make you much different from me either&lt;br /&gt;I know trying to manage 700 people at one go is hard... &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;who said it was easy?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nothing is easy in life - period&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;generally criticism is all about being able to improve...&lt;br /&gt;know your weaknesses and work on it to make it better&lt;br /&gt;don't go putting up anonymous post in chat boxes scolding the shit out of the blog owner&lt;br /&gt;but I must say thanks because with your criticism I know my flaws and thus this post exists&lt;br /&gt;however &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm not going to edit anything in my previous post&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; so that you can be happy&lt;br /&gt;you're in&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; MY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; blog, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MY &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;territory so like it or not you just have to deal with &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MY &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;opinion&lt;br /&gt;I'm not going to go on arguing with you with vulgar words slipped in between lines because that doesn't make me a much better person either and its a waste of time anyway&lt;br /&gt;its only &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; opinion and you're damn pissed off&lt;br /&gt;if there were 100 comments like this what'll happen?&lt;br /&gt;blow up the whole world to smithereens?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you may not the only one not satisfied with my criticism... I can be having issues like yours maybe 2 or 5 or 10 other anonymous people spamming my chat box in protest too you know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;come on and be sporting... look on the bright side... take things in a positive way and life would be much easier to live trust me&lt;br /&gt;I can't stop you from giving your comments so feel free to leave it if you feel like it...&lt;br /&gt;and I can't do anything if you can't accept petty criticism either so that is basically up to you to settle it yourself&lt;br /&gt;I can't think of what other people might think or say about me... all I can give are advice whether you take it or not its up to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;this post is not meant for apologizing, its a comment plus a lil' advice all in one&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there is a sketch which had this quote... its my group's sketch actually and hell I agree with it... it goes like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"People look but they don't see, they hear but they don't listen, they talk but they don't speak."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got a hell of a meaning if you understand it...&lt;br /&gt;last but not least, thanks for stopping by...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Always look things in a positive way and you'll see the light in it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;It does not do to dwell on negative feelings and forget to think&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7816237129626005474-1709448340954527413?l=destinyaurora.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinyaurora.blogspot.com/feeds/1709448340954527413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://destinyaurora.blogspot.com/2009/12/criticism-and-what-about-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816237129626005474/posts/default/1709448340954527413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816237129626005474/posts/default/1709448340954527413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destinyaurora.blogspot.com/2009/12/criticism-and-what-about-it.html' title='Criticism and what about it'/><author><name>JANICE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18016294689005073780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7816237129626005474.post-1679136932926488328</id><published>2009-12-16T21:04:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T20:06:59.621+08:00</updated><title type='text'>41st District Interact Conference</title><content type='html'>basically I just got back from the &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;41st District Interact Conference&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; which was held in INTI-UC in Nilai...&lt;br /&gt;it was said that this was the &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FIRST&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; conference to be planned and conducted by interactors (which are younger than me damn!)&lt;br /&gt;however I must say I was not impressed by the managing committee&lt;br /&gt;everything was &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NOT done in a systematic way&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and it was &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;almost chaos every time&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the MC is a lil' soft spoken I suppose...&lt;br /&gt;her voice did not seem to attract any attention and so she was there &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;making an announcement over and over and over again&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; but &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;practically no one was even listening!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then again have to forgive them as they are 'kids' anyway and its their first time&lt;br /&gt;it was not all fun during the 4 day conference as it was mostly &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;speeches, speeches and MORE speeches...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some of the lecturers were kinda fun and entertaining while others were dead boring...&lt;br /&gt;too bad I just got to know about the &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rotary International Youth Exchange&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Program now which is already too late as I'm already &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;over age&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm actually quite good at sleeping comfortably on a chair right now &lt;em&gt;lol&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they actually got an &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'ice breaking' activity outside at 2pm in the afternoon&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; which was freaking &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HOT!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah well they're 'kids' after all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;had some "great" experience there during certain "events"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was even international interactors there!&lt;br /&gt;they were &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Luca from Germany, Thibaut (pronounced as Ti - bo) from France and Toto from Taiwan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luca and Thibaut are good looking lol but did not see much of Toto&lt;br /&gt;made quite a number of friends there or better to say acquaintance &lt;em&gt;lol&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the performance were quite awesome as some guys danced MJ songs and the audience were cheering like mad&lt;br /&gt;well I think that's about all (roughly anyway)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this week I actually have &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4 days of chemi tuition to attend 4 days in a row!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today there was chemi tuition and then I went to watch movie with mum and bro&lt;br /&gt;watched the &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Princess and the Frog&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; which was quite funny &lt;em&gt;lol&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that went to walk aimlessly for a while&lt;br /&gt;terserempak pulak dengan &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yi Ming who cut her long, long hair until become so short and &lt;em&gt;yeng&lt;/em&gt; that I did not recognize her&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then saw&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Yvette&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Amanda who claims that I had been stalking her&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;*rolls eye*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as though I got nothing else better to do is it?&lt;br /&gt;anyway &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I believe you owe me a pressie from Shanghai of wherever you went for your holidays&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (I forgot where you went actuallly!)&lt;br /&gt;after that rushed back for my music lesson...&lt;br /&gt;it was suppose to be guitar lesson but the &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;teacher got fired even before he started teaching me &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(weird)&lt;br /&gt;so Sarah and I got free theory lessons instead&lt;br /&gt;the teacher was rather nice and she asked how old we were and we said that &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;we were in Form6&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and she was like &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"WHAT? I though you were in Form2 or 3 only"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well it seemed that everyone said that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;went to the conference and asked people to guess my age and they say Form3, Form4, Form5 which was obviously all WRONG&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;when I told them I was 18 and in Form6 they stared at me with open mouths and went "Har... Serious?"and I was like "Yea I'm 18"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;some don't even believe that I had to show them prove&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;another time was when I had to convince a ticket seller at the cinema to sell me Ninja Assasin tickets that I was really 18 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people take me for a kid and I wonder why... do I look like one in the first place? I don't think so right...&lt;br /&gt;that's about all for this time&lt;br /&gt;yea I know my blog's kinda rotten but what to do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lazy &lt;s&gt;and no nice topic to write about&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Every choice you make is only either right or wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;There is nothing else in between...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7816237129626005474-1679136932926488328?l=destinyaurora.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinyaurora.blogspot.com/feeds/1679136932926488328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://destinyaurora.blogspot.com/2009/12/41st-district-interact-conference.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816237129626005474/posts/default/1679136932926488328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816237129626005474/posts/default/1679136932926488328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destinyaurora.blogspot.com/2009/12/41st-district-interact-conference.html' title='41st District Interact Conference'/><author><name>JANICE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18016294689005073780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7816237129626005474.post-6085251871739090308</id><published>2009-11-17T19:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T19:07:19.375+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Black Magician Trilogy Sequel?</title><content type='html'>To all Black Magician Trilogy fans~~ (you know who you are)&lt;br /&gt;It seems that there is a sequel to Trudi Canavan's Black Magician Trilogy &lt;em&gt;*delighted*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;I hope its true though as I got it from a &lt;a href="http://community.livejournal.com/higher_magic/?skip=40"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;website&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Magician’s Apprentice(Prequel to the Black Magician Trilogy)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kyralia is home to many magicians and their apprentices. Tessia dreams only of following in her father's footsteps, but women do not become Healers and all she can hope for is to become an assistant. When her father is visiting their town’s Magician, Tessia is cornered by a visiting Sachakan magician who assumes he can treat Kyralian servants like the women slaves of his homeland. In fighting him off, she manifests a natural magical ability. Tessia must become an apprentice magician or she will be exiled to protect the village from her uncontrolled powers. As she learns, Sachakan magicians intent on reclaiming the lands their empire once ruled make increasingly vicious attacks on Kyralian and Elyne villages, and Tessia finds both her skills as a magician and healer are in demand. And as the Magicians of Kyralia come together to defend their land, all wonder how they can possibly win a war against the powerful and ancient Sachakan Empire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Traitor Spy Trilogy(Sequel to the Black Magician Trilogy)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Book 1: The Ambassadors’ Mission&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Book 2: The Rogue&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Book 3: The Traitor Queen&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sonea is horrified when her son, a year past graduation, volunteers to join a group of Guild Ambassadors traveling to Sachaka. When word comes that he has gone missing she is desperate to search for him, but she cannot leave without breaking the law that prevents black magicians from leaving Imardin.When Cery comes to her for help after most of his family has been murdered, she learns that the Thieves have been waging a deadly underworld war for several years. Suspicious deaths have the Guild worrying that rogue magicians may be involved. Gillia, a novice from the servant class, is mostly ignored in the wars between low and high class novices. She and her best friend are more interested in hidden knowledge. When her friend finds books on black magic they both can’t resist experimenting.And Lorkin, Sonea and Akkarin’s son, learns that the black magicians of Sachaka are not the only dangerous and secretive power within that ancient and wasted land.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7816237129626005474-6085251871739090308?l=destinyaurora.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinyaurora.blogspot.com/feeds/6085251871739090308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://destinyaurora.blogspot.com/2009/11/black-magician-trilogy-sequel.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816237129626005474/posts/default/6085251871739090308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816237129626005474/posts/default/6085251871739090308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destinyaurora.blogspot.com/2009/11/black-magician-trilogy-sequel.html' title='Black Magician Trilogy Sequel?'/><author><name>JANICE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18016294689005073780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7816237129626005474.post-273824909893637671</id><published>2009-11-12T21:20:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T14:01:45.832+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Black Magician Trilogy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mc3iG7Qoeqk/SvwMu7VyaOI/AAAAAAAAAMo/AqHGiFPg16g/s1600-h/c2c7e478928258f6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403207653280344290" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 91px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 140px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mc3iG7Qoeqk/SvwMu7VyaOI/AAAAAAAAAMo/AqHGiFPg16g/s320/c2c7e478928258f6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mc3iG7Qoeqk/SvwMp0FhISI/AAAAAAAAAMg/AUEX1IVOOLs/s1600-h/fbde117494104e92.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403207565433708834" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 80px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 125px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mc3iG7Qoeqk/SvwMp0FhISI/AAAAAAAAAMg/AUEX1IVOOLs/s320/fbde117494104e92.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mc3iG7Qoeqk/SvwMgWcnX1I/AAAAAAAAAMY/vD03xB6PRwk/s1600-h/85677fe55ac82468.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403207402858700626" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 90px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 140px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mc3iG7Qoeqk/SvwMgWcnX1I/AAAAAAAAAMY/vD03xB6PRwk/s320/85677fe55ac82468.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Black Magician Trilogy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; by &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Trudi Canavan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; are indeed fascinating books. I do recommend these books to readers who like heavy reading and fantasy. I seriously could not seem to put down the book once I started reading it - &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;highly addictive!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Every turn of the page make you seem to want to know more, putting you on the edge and thus the flipping of the pages never seem to cease. I can read on and on and on if there were no interruptions. &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Time seemed to fly by&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; when I'm reading and before I knew it it was late at night. Its hard to stop reading when you're so curious to know what happen next. A few days ago, my mum called me out for dinner and I just gave her a short reply, acknowledging her call but somehow I kept on reading. Later on she shouted and I got annoyed but realized that I had her waiting, reluctantly I put the book down and went to dinner. I do try to limit the pages I read because at the speed I'm going, I can just finish the whole series in a mere week but somehow it did not seem to work. So I'm now in the third book. &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm practically blogging to get away from reading because I know I can't stop once I started.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; The characters are awesome and &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm literally in love with Akkarin, the High Lord!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Sadly he died in the end &lt;em&gt;*scowls*&lt;/em&gt; I 'm truly amazed that &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Trudi Canavan's&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; imagination and writing can just make another different world seem so real!! To those who had read the books, I think you know this fairly well. I'm a bit sad now that I'm halfway through the third book. Why? Because I don't want the story to end!! Sadly it have to. Planning on getting the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Ages of Five Trilogy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; now and hoping that Amanda can come back with them in tow &lt;em&gt;*cross fingers that she reads this and agrees to get them for me*&lt;/em&gt; Anyway, I'm starting to build my &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Septimus Heap collection&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; now. Hard cover and paperback is the same price so obviously I chose the hard cover. I like hard covered books as they don't spoil easy &lt;em&gt;*chuckles* &lt;/em&gt;Actually the synopsis wasn't that catchy but I trust that Amanda's recommendations can be trusted!! I hope she reads this &lt;em&gt;*lol*&lt;/em&gt; I'm desperate for the &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ages of Five&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; books even if I knew it wouldn't be as good as the &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Black Magician Trilogy!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Books make good sources for my imagination...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;My imagination is the only thing that provides me solitude...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7816237129626005474-273824909893637671?l=destinyaurora.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinyaurora.blogspot.com/feeds/273824909893637671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://destinyaurora.blogspot.com/2009/11/black-magician-trilogy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816237129626005474/posts/default/273824909893637671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816237129626005474/posts/default/273824909893637671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destinyaurora.blogspot.com/2009/11/black-magician-trilogy.html' title='The Black Magician Trilogy'/><author><name>JANICE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18016294689005073780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mc3iG7Qoeqk/SvwMu7VyaOI/AAAAAAAAAMo/AqHGiFPg16g/s72-c/c2c7e478928258f6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7816237129626005474.post-1926517834105971995</id><published>2009-11-11T22:26:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T22:57:30.238+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Legacy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;went to watch &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Michael Jackson's This Is It&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; earlier today...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mc3iG7Qoeqk/SvrLCv6FZuI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/h9WFon79700/s1600-h/28138b055d4cc7e0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402853951064598242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 107px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mc3iG7Qoeqk/SvrLCv6FZuI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/h9WFon79700/s320/28138b055d4cc7e0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mc3iG7Qoeqk/SvrK_PP4xsI/AAAAAAAAAMI/EKxDMjPTd2k/s1600-h/555aa575172eb2ee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402853890758067906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 106px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mc3iG7Qoeqk/SvrK_PP4xsI/AAAAAAAAAMI/EKxDMjPTd2k/s320/555aa575172eb2ee.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Is It shown in theatres are actually clips from recordings during his rehearsals for his comeback tour...&lt;br /&gt;but as we all know he passed away before the tour started which is too bad...&lt;br /&gt;based on the rehearsal video, it seemed pretty good which makes me think that the real concert would be much much better...&lt;br /&gt;he was quite a polite and humble guy based on my observations during the 2hour movie...&lt;br /&gt;alas such fine talent is wasted because of drugs&lt;em&gt; *sigh*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway... &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;he did leave a legend behind which would be his legacy to the world...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;his songs did make a big impression throughout the world...&lt;br /&gt;too bad not everyone appreciates him...&lt;br /&gt;people accused him of this and that and a whole lot of rubbish when he was alive but missed him when he was gone...&lt;br /&gt;so maybe its true that &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;people don't appreciate things until they're gone...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway here's a tribute to MJ&lt;br /&gt;he showed us the &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Man in the Mirror&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he tried to &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Heal the World&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; with the &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Earth Song&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he asked us to &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Come Together&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and proved that it doesn't matter if you're &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Black or White&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he taught us to &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Don't Stop 'Til You Get Enough&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; in life&lt;br /&gt;he showed us the meaning of &lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;History&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;and to always &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Remember the Time&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last but not least he reminded us that &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You are not Alone&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and to keep up a &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Smile&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;his death is not the end but the beginning if only we would heed his words...&lt;br /&gt;this is the beginning... &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This Is It...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may god bless you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;repent before its too late...&lt;br /&gt;I happened to study Ecology in Biology today...&lt;br /&gt;to my dismay the world is being destroyed because of the greed of humans&lt;br /&gt;the Earth might not hold for the next 10 years to come...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Nature is trying to replenish what humans have destroyed. The Earth is sick, its like a fever. Stop saying that the government will take care of it, that they will care for the Earth. Who are 'they'? It is us that have to do something about it. It starts with us. You, me, and everybody else."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Everday creates a history...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Every path you take, you're leaving your legacy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&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/7816237129626005474-1926517834105971995?l=destinyaurora.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinyaurora.blogspot.com/feeds/1926517834105971995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://destinyaurora.blogspot.com/2009/11/legacy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816237129626005474/posts/default/1926517834105971995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816237129626005474/posts/default/1926517834105971995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destinyaurora.blogspot.com/2009/11/legacy.html' title='A Legacy'/><author><name>JANICE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18016294689005073780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mc3iG7Qoeqk/SvrLCv6FZuI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/h9WFon79700/s72-c/28138b055d4cc7e0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7816237129626005474.post-234571227093531044</id><published>2009-11-05T22:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T23:11:53.414+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad Bad Day</title><content type='html'>everything turned out bad today...&lt;br /&gt;I guess its just my luck &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;-plain BAD luck-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because my car broke down and can't start&lt;br /&gt;I terpaksa ride motor to school&lt;br /&gt;it was &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;drizzling &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;when I was on my way...&lt;br /&gt;reached school, parked and locked up...&lt;br /&gt;when I stepped out of the 'kandang motor' gate...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SPLASH!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rain came pouring down like someone just emptied an entire bucket of water over my head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;conclusion I was wet all over...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;water was dripping from my hair as I ascended the stairs to my class -literally-&lt;br /&gt;I walked into class and was greeted by &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Wah what happen to you?"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and "&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You look like you just had your bath"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and a few more various versions...&lt;br /&gt;tried to dry myself with tissue paper which of course proved futile -I'm just too wet!-&lt;br /&gt;things didn't just end there...&lt;br /&gt;we had chemi &lt;em&gt;peka&lt;/em&gt; today so off to the chemi lab we went...&lt;br /&gt;everything was fine at first with occasional curses because me and my lab partner (SueTeng) kept on getting things wrong much to my annoyance...&lt;br /&gt;when chemi period was over everyone went back to class&lt;br /&gt;excluding some of us who are yet to clean up our apparatus (we finished late)&lt;br /&gt;Pn. Teh left after saying something like 'take care' if I'm not mistaken...&lt;br /&gt;saying goodbye to her, I continued washing the beakers and stuff&lt;br /&gt;went to put the beakers back into the cupboard when suddenly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PIANG!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on of the beakers fell... smashing on the floor...&lt;br /&gt;and I don't know how... &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I cut my hand...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its a minor cut but somehow blood kept oozing out like no one's business...&lt;br /&gt;SuhSian asked me to use her hanky to stop the bleeding but I declined it and went back to class to get tissue (I can't go staining people's hanky with my blood!)&lt;br /&gt;by the time I reached the class, my whole hand was literally covered in blood&lt;br /&gt;I did not realize that until KerPing shouted &lt;em&gt;*lol*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went back to the lab and had the wound bandaged...&lt;br /&gt;so many people fussing over a small thing... amusing really...&lt;em&gt; *chuckles*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;thanks to those who are concern&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; but don't worry I'll live...&lt;br /&gt;I would have liked to put a picture of the cuts but I'm lazy to do it...&lt;br /&gt;having a hard time writing as the cuts kept on brushing on the paper which send jolts of pain up my hand...&lt;br /&gt;whatever it is... its just a small matter &lt;em&gt;*lol*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually already &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;four people from PBE broke lab apparatus&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; including me (unfortunately)&lt;br /&gt;ironically I was thinking how I don't break stuff when the beaker fell...&lt;br /&gt;its still weird because I can't seem to remember how it happened...&lt;br /&gt;I tried replaying that part over and over again in my head and yet I can't seem to find the reason why or how I dropped it...&lt;br /&gt;oh well it doesn't matter now anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;don't blame about people changing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;when changing is what life's all about...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7816237129626005474-234571227093531044?l=destinyaurora.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinyaurora.blogspot.com/feeds/234571227093531044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://destinyaurora.blogspot.com/2009/11/bad-bad-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816237129626005474/posts/default/234571227093531044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816237129626005474/posts/default/234571227093531044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destinyaurora.blogspot.com/2009/11/bad-bad-day.html' title='Bad Bad Day'/><author><name>JANICE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18016294689005073780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7816237129626005474.post-5005541361828033020</id><published>2009-11-04T21:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T22:26:37.585+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just some random rantings</title><content type='html'>things ain't going as well as I planned (not that I actually did any planning)&lt;br /&gt;end of the year exam results??&lt;br /&gt;you don't wanna know... to make things a lil' easier &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;-it sucks BIG time-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;problems after problems come knocking on my door...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I keep on wondering when the hell is all this gonna end?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;endless decisions to make&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and I always have the feeling I make the wrong choices... is it because I'm just plain stubborn or am I just feeling self-centered?&lt;br /&gt;and to make things worst my life is like what you see in the movies...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;great actors... superb drama settings... not to mention the undefeatable "Hollywood class" scripts...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people who pretend they know everything about me when in truth they know absolutely nothing which makes me wonder why...&lt;br /&gt;people tend to "read" my thoughts but keeping quiet and not voicing out doesn't mean I'm agreeing with everything or anything at all... I try to suppress my thoughts so to not spark an argument which I know will last for a long time (no joke!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sorry to say that &lt;s&gt;almost&lt;/s&gt; no one knows anything about me... even me...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'm just unpredictable... sometimes I surprise myself when I thought about things that I'm capable of doing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;regrets in life?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;perhaps a lil' of it here and there but believe me... its scarce and I mean it!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life is too short to ponder about past actions that cannot be undone so why dwell over it?&lt;br /&gt;time cannot be undone and its not gonna wait for anyone either so just move on and forget the past...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;to gain something you have to lose something of equal or higher value...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; that is what life is all about...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;losing don't have much effect on me though... even if you lose something, you get to gain something new, sometimes better and on top of it all you get to keep the remaining ones...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad to have gained a lot these days so I guessed I made the right choice to lose some but then again I may be wrong...&lt;br /&gt;it doesn't matter to me that news are flying in different directions and in various forms behind my back...&lt;br /&gt;but note this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I may not be a perfect friend but I do make a perfect enemy...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; provoke me and you will regret it for even I have no idea of what I'm capable of doing...&lt;br /&gt;it doesn't matter if I did not "fit in" anywhere either...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm a lone ranger... will be and always be... I can do fairly well by myself...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but anyway enough about that or some people might self-declare that I'm bad-mouthing them (another thing that I don't seem to understand.. why?)&lt;br /&gt;the thing is... I don't really like bad-mouthing people or talk bad behind their back but at times I just can't resist any longer because I just can't stand it! gossips ain't really my thing either...&lt;br /&gt;but of course people says otherwise which is so whatever to me...&lt;br /&gt;hell yea they don't know anything about me at all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;however I'm glad that some people actually DO care and those are the people that I least expected to do so but of course I do appreciate it...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you know that sometimes a change or environment actually do you good?&lt;br /&gt;I missed the time when I was in Sg Sedim with Sarah and SuhSian&lt;br /&gt;the place there is so peaceful and tranquil...&lt;br /&gt;on top of it all the camp wasn't a camp at all it was more of a&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; vacation!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;relaxing... fresh air... could things get better?&lt;br /&gt;but when you enjoy something time tend to move faster and before I knew it I'm back to where I started...&lt;br /&gt;the stressful life of a sixth former &lt;em&gt;*sigh*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then again life must go on...&lt;br /&gt;somehow I got a feeling word will be circulating without me knowing after I post this (sorry but I tend to know things at the oddest times)&lt;br /&gt;owh whatever...&lt;br /&gt;I'm just too tired to care about these things anymore...&lt;br /&gt;if anyone feels offended by my post then I have nothing to say because its psychology that you feel that way... its all in the head...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I believe in karma and what goes around eventually comes around...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not saying that I'm a good person as some people regard me as the 'evil' one but note this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I treat people the way people treat me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; so if I'm nasty towards you, I think you should know why...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;this about wraps up my ranting for now...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;until the next session of random rantings...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;adioz~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Sometimes I wonder...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Why do I bother doing so much for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;people when none ever appreciates it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7816237129626005474-5005541361828033020?l=destinyaurora.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinyaurora.blogspot.com/feeds/5005541361828033020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://destinyaurora.blogspot.com/2009/11/just-some-random-rantings.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816237129626005474/posts/default/5005541361828033020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816237129626005474/posts/default/5005541361828033020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destinyaurora.blogspot.com/2009/11/just-some-random-rantings.html' title='Just some random rantings'/><author><name>JANICE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18016294689005073780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7816237129626005474.post-6533629937584397634</id><published>2009-10-10T12:40:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T13:07:17.195+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Doomsday</title><content type='html'>in about less than 48 hours I'm soooo gonna be &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DOOMED!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm stressed, tension and highly depressed &lt;em&gt;*sigh*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;never felt like this before in any examination...&lt;br /&gt;ironically for the &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FIRST&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; time I actually started studying a week earlier (SPM not counted!)&lt;br /&gt;but still I don't feel prepared at all!!&lt;br /&gt;its like I never actually did any studying... so depressing...&lt;br /&gt;nothing is actually going into my head &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OMG OMG OMG&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is it because of the class environment??&lt;br /&gt;with only 18 people in a class its tough...&lt;br /&gt;everyone wants to be on top (duh!) or so it seemed...&lt;br /&gt;I just feel like disappearing into thin air!!!&lt;br /&gt;I'm depressed!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;on the other hand...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;its good to see some certain people actually repenting and studying constantly&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(even if they kept on denying it)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me?&lt;br /&gt;I just don't have the will and strength to do so...&lt;br /&gt;that's why I'm depressed!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tick tock I'm running out of time...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;brain cells are dying slowly...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;head is throbbing as though its gonna explode into a million pieces...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;physically I wanna give up and just throw the books but my mind says otherwise...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;this tension is killing me!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can I just like disappear or something??&lt;br /&gt;somebody kill me!!! stab me in the heart or something!!!&lt;br /&gt;I can't take it anymore!!!&lt;br /&gt;I'm seriously going insane!!&lt;br /&gt;ARGHHHHHHHHH!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Highly depressed to no end...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7816237129626005474-6533629937584397634?l=destinyaurora.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinyaurora.blogspot.com/feeds/6533629937584397634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://destinyaurora.blogspot.com/2009/10/doomsday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816237129626005474/posts/default/6533629937584397634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816237129626005474/posts/default/6533629937584397634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destinyaurora.blogspot.com/2009/10/doomsday.html' title='Doomsday'/><author><name>JANICE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18016294689005073780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7816237129626005474.post-5441480880006893778</id><published>2009-09-27T15:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T15:59:28.059+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Well-spent" Holiday</title><content type='html'>its been like a month since i last updated my blog...&lt;br /&gt;i'm just plain lazy to update *yawn*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;its the Raya Holidays...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;we had about 1 week of holidays...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Friday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; was the first day of the holidays and i already started lazing around doing completely &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;NOTHING!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; i did went to tuition though...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; was also doing-nothing-day but i did attend tuition lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; was also doing nothing la i suppose you can put it that way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Monday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; went out wif&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; SuhSian and CJ&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to buy stuff for Interact Installation... a whole day gone just like that *snaps fingers* &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;went to tesco then off to jusco and then to town and to some shops in kota permai...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; fuh tiring day... that night bad luck!! &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;car broke down in the middle of sri rambai *sigh* managed to get home though...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Tuesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; went to &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hazimah's house&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; with SinSian, KerPing and HuiLim to beraya and to catch insects... caught a few insects and enjoyed the kampung scenery... so blissfull and relaxing (no joke!) after that went to her house to eat... &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the food was superb!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; too bad i had to rush home for chemi tuition or we would had stayed a lil' longer... after chemi tuition went to autocity to meet up with my buds Amanda, Gweitheen, Pamela and HuiKian... eat again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Wednesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; took the car to the workshop... my mum went to et her hair done so i tagged along... decided to cut my hair at that shop since i dont have time to go cut... it was a &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bad hair day&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; *sigh* the hair stylist didnt pay attention or what... keep talking and walking around... cut my hair until &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;left 2cm!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; i was like &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WTF &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;when i saw it... but alas i cant do anything... he say 2 weeks time it will grow back.. i was like i going to school in 2 days time you noodlebrain!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Thursday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; was &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;interact installation at Penang Miami beach&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (my hair is so &lt;em&gt;siasui&lt;/em&gt; T.T)... went there early with SueTeng and WeiWen... we made bbq pit and light th fire... berjaya light the fire until the rest arrived and the fire went out so i was like -&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;=.=!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; then the hsbm scouts damn &lt;em&gt;lanci&lt;/em&gt;... aiyo you so clever ma do lo why must talk sooo much... ask the do time like &lt;em&gt;ai mai ai mai &lt;/em&gt;wth... we had to cook the food for everyone there *sigh* after that &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;stayed back with SueTeng and WeiWen and had fun on the beach...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; build sand castle and play water... when reached home then only realized that kena sunburn...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Friday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; went to&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Penang with SuhSian, CJ, KerPing and Jaclyn&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (dunno spell correct or not)... went to Teluk Bahang to catch insects but there were none!! &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;no joke now i have a feeling the pass seniors actually bought them instead of caught them...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; went to botanical garden after that... caught a big bumble bee and collected leaf samples for herbarium... after that head to Gurney to makan and &lt;em&gt;kai kai&lt;/em&gt;... &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;never had i felt sooo tension when sitting someone's car lol...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; painted the bench outside my house... it was quite satisfying... after that when to tuition... that's about all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (today) also nothing much...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well after the post do you realize that i did not do any homework nor studied anything?? you're right!! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;i was planning to study bio during the holidays but it didnt work as i was soooo "busy"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;none of my homework are touched&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; *sigh*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7816237129626005474-5441480880006893778?l=destinyaurora.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinyaurora.blogspot.com/feeds/5441480880006893778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://destinyaurora.blogspot.com/2009/09/well-spent-holiday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816237129626005474/posts/default/5441480880006893778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816237129626005474/posts/default/5441480880006893778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destinyaurora.blogspot.com/2009/09/well-spent-holiday.html' title='&quot;Well-spent&quot; Holiday'/><author><name>JANICE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18016294689005073780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7816237129626005474.post-1627022934120349682</id><published>2009-08-11T22:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T22:59:15.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Disaster!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;had &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;monthly exam or 'ujian cermin diri'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; on Monday and Tuesday (today)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it was a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BIG disaster!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;first of all, didn't really had the mood to study (my bad)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;second of all, what I read didn't come out&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; *despise*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;third of all, all don't know how to do and I mean SERIOUSLY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; *shudders*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so in conclusion, first exam gonna &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FAIL all my subjects&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;just stared with a blank expression when I saw the paper...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;then turned and looked at Rusheni who was beside me and we both mouthed the word 'gone' and started laughing as though it was the funniest thing to do...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Form6 is ok as I'm adepting to it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hmmm... actually studies sucks but friends awesome!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;studies sucks because is damn super freaking &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;HARD &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;ununderstandable &lt;/span&gt;which gives me an impression that only &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;non-humans&lt;/span&gt; can actually understand all those weird terms and formulas&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the only thing that make my life worthwile in HSBM is my classmates which to my suprise are quite funny and crazy lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;everyday in class there will be laughter and stupid jokes...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;other then that, HSBM sucks from the stupid rules to molesting prefects eewww shucks...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7816237129626005474-1627022934120349682?l=destinyaurora.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinyaurora.blogspot.com/feeds/1627022934120349682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://destinyaurora.blogspot.com/2009/08/disaster.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816237129626005474/posts/default/1627022934120349682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816237129626005474/posts/default/1627022934120349682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destinyaurora.blogspot.com/2009/08/disaster.html' title='Disaster!!'/><author><name>JANICE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18016294689005073780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7816237129626005474.post-6170741200806720628</id><published>2009-07-30T14:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T15:03:14.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Latest Addiction</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I guess the title says it all...&lt;br /&gt;I have a new addiction!!&lt;br /&gt;Addicted to what you may ask...&lt;br /&gt;I'm addicted to something which I regard as a &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'ridiculous' thing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; before I actually try it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I thought it was stupid to jumble a cube with six different colour sides try to get it back to its perfect colours...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;That was before I tried it&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to SuhSian who insisted I try during Hari K last week,&lt;br /&gt;I'm now addicted to it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mc3iG7Qoeqk/SnFDV1wIg6I/AAAAAAAAALo/A1_AcH6b2Qc/s1600-h/thumbnailCAGQ2DNW.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364142673660248994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 108px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mc3iG7Qoeqk/SnFDV1wIg6I/AAAAAAAAALo/A1_AcH6b2Qc/s320/thumbnailCAGQ2DNW.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364142822542154738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mc3iG7Qoeqk/SnFDegYWG_I/AAAAAAAAALw/L0T_DX4mywc/s320/thumbnailCAIFOTDD.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After much frustration, I finally did it!!&lt;br /&gt;I managed to get a perfect cube without any help &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;*laughs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;I've been neglecting my homeworks by playing with it &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;*laughs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also kept bugging &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my brother&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SuhSian&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to teach me how to play it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In the end I did it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OK &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;this is a stupid post...&lt;br /&gt;Don't bother to read cause is just craps &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;*laughs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;p/s: I'm actually doing the rubik cube while typing this&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;*laughs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7816237129626005474-6170741200806720628?l=destinyaurora.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinyaurora.blogspot.com/feeds/6170741200806720628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://destinyaurora.blogspot.com/2009/07/latest-addiction.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816237129626005474/posts/default/6170741200806720628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816237129626005474/posts/default/6170741200806720628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destinyaurora.blogspot.com/2009/07/latest-addiction.html' title='Latest Addiction'/><author><name>JANICE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18016294689005073780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mc3iG7Qoeqk/SnFDV1wIg6I/AAAAAAAAALo/A1_AcH6b2Qc/s72-c/thumbnailCAGQ2DNW.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7816237129626005474.post-9077722088146934152</id><published>2009-07-28T21:41:00.018+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T22:46:02.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today in History</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Erm... I actually stole the title from a tv show, a lame tv show to be precise titled &lt;em&gt;"Hari ini dalam Sejarah"&lt;/em&gt; which is aired in rtm1 if I'm not mistaken but I'm not sure still got this particular program. Anyways, lets cut to the chase...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day: Monday, 27/7/09&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Time: Approximately 8am-2pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Place: Cherok Tokun and some coffee shop near JD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Objective: Hiking (exercising)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Involvement: Jade, Rusheni, SueTeng, SuhSian, Janice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday, 27/7/09 is &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NOT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; just &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ANY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; day, its &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;THE&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; day. It was the day that &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;we set our goal and actually strived hard to achieve it&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and hell yea we did it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You might be wondering what the hell I'm talking about right? It was like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monday, 27/7/09&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; which happened to be a holiday for us HSBM-ers thanks to our not-so-nice Hari K. Thanks to the lame Hari K held on Saturday, we got a holiday on Monday. On a holiday, people usually wake up late and laze around the whole day doing almost nothing (I know I do). But no, the five of us decided to go hiking of all the things. So off to &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cherok Tokun&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; we went. Went to fetch SueTeng at around 7.30am and reached the place about 10 minutes later. SuhSian was already there. Played with the rubik cube in the car while waiting for Jade and Rusheni to arrive. When they did arrived, we introduced Jade to SuhSian and vice versa. Then, we started to make our way to the foot of the hill. There, we argued about which road to take, the jungle trek or the tar road. Finally it was decided that we &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;go up using the tar road&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;decend using the jungle trek.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; SueTeng felt like she was cheated as she wanted to use the jungle road so badly.&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*laughs*&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mc3iG7Qoeqk/Sm_qdqBj0BI/AAAAAAAAALQ/QChjqrU2rpQ/s1600-h/DSC01671.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363763476439486482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mc3iG7Qoeqk/Sm_qdqBj0BI/AAAAAAAAALQ/QChjqrU2rpQ/s320/DSC01671.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Scene taken by Jade &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;So up the hill we went. All the way Jade and Rusheni were complaining. Rusheni kept on saying she was having &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;back ache, leg pain and many other body parts hurting&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; which was rather ammusing and funny. &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jade was like, "What back ache all?? You very old is it??&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;*laughs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;". After about 15 minutes up the hill, SueTeng's leg pain or cramp or something. So we stopped and SuhSian ask her to do some warm up or something (I don't know la how to say what they doing). &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SuhSian was like soooo amazing.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Fuh, she look like a pro trainer, telling SueTeng what to do all. So, it was decided that she became SueTeng's personal trainer. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;*laughs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; We continued on our journey, stopping every now and then to rest and chit-chat. Yea la, what's the rush? We had all the time in the world. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;*laughs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SueTeng was like, "I cannot d la, you all go I wait for you all here"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; but &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;we were like "No cannot, where can leave you here. Come, come."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; All the while, SuhSian was like giving encouragement to SueTeng and &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I was like "Eh, wanna reach d la, a bit more ni."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; After some time, they knew that I was lying (which was rather obvious duh). &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jade, Rusheni and SueTeng was scolding me (some sort la), "You lying la you, keep saying wanna reach d liar!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Aiyo but have to lie ma to encourage you people to keep walking. It's psychology ok? We stopped at every pondok we came across and cam-whored there like no one's business! Like I said, what's the rush? Actually the each pondok represents a stage but I not sure which pondok is which stage because some pondok already roboh or half roboh. We rested at each pondok about 15-20 minutes then off we go. On the way, SuhSian kept shouting &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;jiayou&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; for encouragement. &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When we reached a kayu pondok, SueTeng was excited to find her name that she carved on the tiang when we went there during Form1 for KGT.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; A bit more after that particular pondok was a nicely built rest place. There was even some exercising machines that they have in the playground. But, we carried on up as we said we have to reach the peak. &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The journey to the peak was quite hard as the road was very steep.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I walked with SuhSian without realizing that Jade, Rusheni and SueTeng was left far behind. When we finally did turn behind there was no one behind us. So we settled in the middle of the road and waited for them. A few minutes later, their voices could be heard and there they were. We continued on and to make a long story short, we did arrived at the peak at approximately 10.15am. Cam-whored and rest before going down. Jade and Rusheni claimed that they saw a snake. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;*laughs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; We stopped at the stone rest place and have a go on the exercising machines and SuhSian taught us a game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mc3iG7Qoeqk/Sm_oYbRO-OI/AAAAAAAAAKg/TG8rPeWyUgg/s1600-h/DSC00206.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363761187556096226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mc3iG7Qoeqk/Sm_oYbRO-OI/AAAAAAAAAKg/TG8rPeWyUgg/s320/DSC00206.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jade and Rusheni resting in pondok-1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mc3iG7Qoeqk/Sm_ovUA6cnI/AAAAAAAAAKo/TV9JWSI2CZU/s1600-h/DSC00211.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363761580745585266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mc3iG7Qoeqk/Sm_ovUA6cnI/AAAAAAAAAKo/TV9JWSI2CZU/s320/DSC00211.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me looking like a budak bodoh with SueTeng and SuhSian&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mc3iG7Qoeqk/Sm_pPo2ueZI/AAAAAAAAAKw/xxWu7piT8WE/s1600-h/DSC01676.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363762136095816082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mc3iG7Qoeqk/Sm_pPo2ueZI/AAAAAAAAAKw/xxWu7piT8WE/s320/DSC01676.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jade and SueTeng in don't-know-where-is-this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mc3iG7Qoeqk/Sm_ph3P-YtI/AAAAAAAAAK4/Zr1ettsmzjk/s1600-h/DSC01679.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363762449197458130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mc3iG7Qoeqk/Sm_ph3P-YtI/AAAAAAAAAK4/Zr1ettsmzjk/s320/DSC01679.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;At the peak: Me whacking a mosquito and SuhSian settling terus on the road&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mc3iG7Qoeqk/Sm_p6i6N91I/AAAAAAAAALA/ccOqqtfJH2c/s1600-h/DSC01680.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363762873234224978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mc3iG7Qoeqk/Sm_p6i6N91I/AAAAAAAAALA/ccOqqtfJH2c/s320/DSC01680.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me and SueTeng with her trusty tongkat&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mc3iG7Qoeqk/Sm_qPKG_bvI/AAAAAAAAALI/kKakZ0CVhM8/s1600-h/DSC01691.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363763227354164978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mc3iG7Qoeqk/Sm_qPKG_bvI/AAAAAAAAALI/kKakZ0CVhM8/s320/DSC01691.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;From left: SuhSian, SueTeng, Janice, Rusheni [Jade as camera-man]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mc3iG7Qoeqk/Sm_rC2M5W7I/AAAAAAAAALg/gbqdEt_WEvo/s1600-h/DSC00214.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363764115363421106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mc3iG7Qoeqk/Sm_rC2M5W7I/AAAAAAAAALg/gbqdEt_WEvo/s320/DSC00214.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SueTeng, Jade, Janice, Rusheni [SuhSian as camera-man]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;The game is quite simple but with &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;consequences.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; There was punishments for the losers which &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CANNOT be avoided!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Each person is to draw a card from a pile of cards without seeing it, turned it such that it is facing the people opposite you and you can't see it. After that, opponents will try to trick you to draw another card or not to draw. The thing is, &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the card with the highest points win and the two lowest will be the loser and get punished.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; The opponents might be telling the truth or lying, you can never be too sure, so trust your instincts. &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;First round Jade and SuhSian lost, Rusheni won.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Second round, me and Rusheni lost, SueTeng won.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Third and last round, me and SueTeng lost, SuhSian won (OMG!).&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; SuhSian was like waiting for the moment that she will win because she already have a punishment in mind. &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The first time I lost, I was told to go tell one Indian ahpek that he was 'handsome and muscular'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and I did it. It was so funny and SueTeng actually videoed it! Second punishment was weird thanks to our friend, SuhSian. &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She asked me and SueTeng to eat a biscuit together.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Eventually it will look like the two of us kissing lo which attracted the attention of some ahpeks there. We did it and was laughing non-stop. They videoed the scene but Jade did not save it so it was lost. After that we decided to journey down as it was already 11.30am. The rest of the punishments were to be carried out later some other time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went down the jungle trek without much happenings. We reached the bottom about 12.15pm. Look how long did it took us to climb up and down Cherok Tokun! When we reached the pond, all of them decided to &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;rendam kaki.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I was kinda &lt;em&gt;was-was&lt;/em&gt; and asking "You all sure want ah?"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and the reply I got was YES so I just join the crowd lo. Why I was hesitating? This is because SuhSian asked us to bring extra clothes and the only thing that came to mind when the term "extra clothes" came to mind was play water. At first nothing happened then she ask we got bring or not and &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I stupidly said "Yea I got bring"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and she attempted to push me into the water! First try she failed as I was alert. Then she splashed water at us and ran away. Manatau before I knew it, &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SPLASH I fell into the water below!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Cis! &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SuhSian wanted to help me get out of the water but before she could do so, SueTeng pushed her into the water!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; And she did not bring extra clothes! So both in the water lo, soaked. After that SueTeng, Jade and Rusheni run very fast cause scared SuhSian might push them in. I got out and sat at the edge of the pond, BIG MISTAKE. Suddenly, I fell into the water again thanks to SuhSian! RAWR! Then we were like saying lucky I'm not Yvette or some other people of she might just kena marah teruk-teruk. &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*laughs*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Lucky my handphone all give Rusheni keep if not mampus. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FIRST time got people dare to push me into the water and get away with it!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Cis!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We decided to go get lunch/breakfast after that. As she was wet, SuhSian went home to change first. Yea, seriously she rode her bike back in a &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;very WET condition.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; First we wanted to go to town to eat but wrong timing. KimSeng and ConventBM baru lepas sekolah plus start school so the whole road JAM. So we changed and say go to Sentosa coffee shop but closed pulak ish! Then later after much asking, we decided to go eat &lt;em&gt;wantanmee&lt;/em&gt; at a shop near JD which the name I know not. So we ordered and ate lo while waiting for SuhSian. She arrived soon after and ordered her food and teh 'O'. While eating and chatting, &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;two flies decided to take a dip into SuhSian's tea.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Poor girl, of course she did not drink it! She ordered a cup of iced coffee to replace it. After much talking and laughing, we decided to go home as it was getting quite late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that is how we spent one whole morning in Cherok Tokun. It was fun though so it was worth it that I sacrifice my homeworks for it! &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;*laughs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;p/s: Rusheni's punishment had been carried out on Tuesday, 28/7/09.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; She was asked to tell CJ (a guy classmate) that she love him. Some sort like confess feeling lo but cannot tell him about the dare till the end of the day and must look and act serious. The poor guy thought she really like him. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;*laughs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7816237129626005474-9077722088146934152?l=destinyaurora.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinyaurora.blogspot.com/feeds/9077722088146934152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://destinyaurora.blogspot.com/2009/07/today-in-history.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816237129626005474/posts/default/9077722088146934152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816237129626005474/posts/default/9077722088146934152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destinyaurora.blogspot.com/2009/07/today-in-history.html' title='Today in History'/><author><name>JANICE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18016294689005073780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mc3iG7Qoeqk/Sm_qdqBj0BI/AAAAAAAAALQ/QChjqrU2rpQ/s72-c/DSC01671.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7816237129626005474.post-54056797813999707</id><published>2009-07-20T14:45:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T15:34:03.742+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Meaningless yet Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;so this is how the story goes...&lt;br /&gt;it happened on &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Saturday 18/7/09&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went to SMK Mengkuang for some kind of Rakan Muda thingy&lt;br /&gt;so there was a bunch of PBE students plus other students as well...&lt;br /&gt;erm &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;psychos to be precise&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; lol&lt;br /&gt;we went there and had quite a lot of fun&lt;br /&gt;well minus the boring parts of course...&lt;br /&gt;and frustrating parts as well such as not being able to compete in any events BUMMER!!&lt;br /&gt;eventually after some time most of us got separated&lt;br /&gt;I got stuck with &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;KerPing aka sekeping&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;SuhSian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; while &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yvette, SinSian and the rest was no where to be seen...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually not la... we asked who wanna follow us but no one answered so we went on our merry way~&lt;br /&gt;the first activity that we went was &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wall climbing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the "wall" was not that tall nor challenging but it will have to do as there was nothing else to do...&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea why are the kiddies given the chance to play the exciting stuff like paint ball while we Form6 students just go to waste time lol&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I don't understand why they forbid girls to play paint ball how ridiculous!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so off we went for "the climb" up the not-so-high "wall"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hanging out with that 2 was fun actually cause when they say will play then seriously will play and won't chicken out in the end&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (not like some other people I don't wanna mention names ok?)&lt;br /&gt;so fuh we went la crazily taking pictures in between&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SuhSian was the "first man"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; or so we called that cause she was the first among us three to climb&lt;br /&gt;she was quite fast lol but Sekeping did not take the picture cis!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;wanted to kill her for that lol&lt;br /&gt;after that it was my turn and I got stuck in the middle as I could not reach the holding thingy... talk about being short *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;managed to reach the top anyway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;actually all of us reached the top and completed our personal challenge as well which was touching EVERY piece of the holding thingy be it with legs or hands&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was fun, laughing like mad people there lol &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mc3iG7Qoeqk/SmQX7L7K2CI/AAAAAAAAAJg/1iZtN0DuURI/s1600-h/DSC00123.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360435762058418210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mc3iG7Qoeqk/SmQX7L7K2CI/AAAAAAAAAJg/1iZtN0DuURI/s320/DSC00123.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me and SuhSian with the safety gear and waiting for our turn to climb (she is so tall I jealous T_T)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mc3iG7Qoeqk/SmQZM1rukqI/AAAAAAAAAJo/NP5y_ryKC0Y/s1600-h/DSC00125.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360437164837343906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mc3iG7Qoeqk/SmQZM1rukqI/AAAAAAAAAJo/NP5y_ryKC0Y/s320/DSC00125.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me looking like a budak bodoh going to climb &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mc3iG7Qoeqk/SmQZqVsMkkI/AAAAAAAAAJw/yrRPKRxrmDc/s1600-h/DSC00129.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360437671645450818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mc3iG7Qoeqk/SmQZqVsMkkI/AAAAAAAAAJw/yrRPKRxrmDc/s320/DSC00129.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;go KerPing!! lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mc3iG7Qoeqk/SmQacH2LI8I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/Q9PV8h08fLI/s1600-h/DSC00133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360438526922662850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mc3iG7Qoeqk/SmQacH2LI8I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/Q9PV8h08fLI/s320/DSC00133.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me, KerPing and SuhSian after the climb&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went to &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ride motor outside and was taught how to turn sharp corners... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;the man there was impressed as we were the &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;first gals to try it&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;according to him, he went to hundreds of schools and no gals ever came to try itit was nice actually challenging and at the same time felt like hitting SinSian in the head as she kept stopping while I was turning so I almost fell many times (I was behind her)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mc3iG7Qoeqk/SmQa2-CqoTI/AAAAAAAAAKA/iW9rL1-dNkg/s1600-h/DSC00134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360438988147171634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mc3iG7Qoeqk/SmQa2-CqoTI/AAAAAAAAAKA/iW9rL1-dNkg/s320/DSC00134.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SinSian, me and SuhSian with the cool gears lol&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mc3iG7Qoeqk/SmQbRKWQnaI/AAAAAAAAAKI/AF2LK7T-v_c/s1600-h/DSC00138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360439438127177122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mc3iG7Qoeqk/SmQbRKWQnaI/AAAAAAAAAKI/AF2LK7T-v_c/s320/DSC00138.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;just posing for fun aiks I blinked!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mc3iG7Qoeqk/SmQboRPlJ_I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/1mJ5FMOR3m0/s1600-h/DSC00169.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360439835115202546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mc3iG7Qoeqk/SmQboRPlJ_I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/1mJ5FMOR3m0/s320/DSC00169.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;from left: SinSian, SuhSian, me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dis&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mc3iG7Qoeqk/SmQcFzboy2I/AAAAAAAAAKY/cYaZAcIVsvY/s1600-h/DSC00171.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360440342508784482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mc3iG7Qoeqk/SmQcFzboy2I/AAAAAAAAAKY/cYaZAcIVsvY/s320/DSC00171.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; us and our trainers&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;after that there was nothing much as we just sat and chit-chated and joked around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;stupid jokes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to be precise as well as &lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;complaining &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;why didn't teacher asked us to join the&lt;br /&gt;sukaneka and other activities...&lt;br /&gt;what a waste or we could have won a few more prizes *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;we went back to school after that and that's all for the event...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;rather meaningless right??&lt;br /&gt;but who cares we had fun anyway =) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;p/s: photo credits goes to KerPing, the "camera man" of the day&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7816237129626005474-54056797813999707?l=destinyaurora.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinyaurora.blogspot.com/feeds/54056797813999707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://destinyaurora.blogspot.com/2009/07/meaningless-yet-fun.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816237129626005474/posts/default/54056797813999707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816237129626005474/posts/default/54056797813999707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destinyaurora.blogspot.com/2009/07/meaningless-yet-fun.html' title='Meaningless yet Fun'/><author><name>JANICE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18016294689005073780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mc3iG7Qoeqk/SmQX7L7K2CI/AAAAAAAAAJg/1iZtN0DuURI/s72-c/DSC00123.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7816237129626005474.post-6553488943523093792</id><published>2009-07-14T13:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T14:11:22.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HO HUM</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;wow...&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;blog rotting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; like no one's business I see...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;well sorry for that...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the reason is because I'm kinda very busy these days (I don't know why!!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;seriously DON'T go to Form6!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;life killer man...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;subjects all damn HARD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;homeworks are piling up like HELL&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; or lets say the homeworks are &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NEVER ending and I mean NEVER EVER!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;its like you strive to finish the homeworks but before you know it there's another pile waiting GAH!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;on top of it all... &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the teachers are all teaching like a bullet train on its maximum speed&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; as they were trying to finish the syllabus... not their fault also actually...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;they have to finish teaching the whole book before the big holidays in December...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;madness....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so what else is new??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and we Lower6 students are forced to join some kinda &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pertahanan Awam thingy for our unit beruniform &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;which was an outrage as no one wanted to join...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but then again no choice lo...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can imagine the ugly green uniform *shudders*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;all the teachers think I very free la...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;always ask me do this and that and all...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tak pasal-pasal I pulak in-charge of the Rakan Muda thingy swt!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and the teacher, Mr Chan wants me to give the borang today and give him back tomorrow sheesh...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and everyone thinks I'm torturing my assistant!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but pity her also la lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I ask her ma but she say she do so ma give her do lo....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;aiyo think better stop already lo...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it's getting boring right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I need to go relax myself and give my brain some rest before throwing myself head-first into the awaiting pile of homeworks *sigh*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;still remembered back when we were in Form1-5&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;when there is relieve class (no teacher) we will be chatting away or sleeping in class&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but now no such thing!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you have to rush to finish the homeworks!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;no time to goof around or chit-chat...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but we do that sometimes when we were done with the works...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;exam will be a disaster no doubt...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I think will be the last in class la...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;all the JD students FUYOH so geng!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; *thumbs up to them*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;aiyo ok la stop liau...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;can't wait for JoRene and Jadey to be back!!&lt;/strong&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/7816237129626005474-6553488943523093792?l=destinyaurora.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinyaurora.blogspot.com/feeds/6553488943523093792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://destinyaurora.blogspot.com/2009/07/ho-hum.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816237129626005474/posts/default/6553488943523093792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816237129626005474/posts/default/6553488943523093792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destinyaurora.blogspot.com/2009/07/ho-hum.html' title='HO HUM'/><author><name>JANICE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18016294689005073780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7816237129626005474.post-4182080741048822627</id><published>2009-06-22T21:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T22:50:31.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Visiting Amanda</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;so as the title says &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Amanda is back!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;she was back since Saturday...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;on Sunday, me, Yvette and Amanda went for breakfast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;we went for &lt;em&gt;dimsum&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; at LokeYen (I think that's the shop name)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;me and Amanda got there first and waited for our missalwayslate who seemed to be staying in Penang or somewhere further...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;we were saying that after we finished the first round of food also she won't be there yet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;but that brat &lt;em&gt;panjang umur&lt;/em&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;we talk about her &lt;em&gt;nia&lt;/em&gt; she &lt;em&gt;terus muncul&lt;/em&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so we catch up on each other's happenings and gossips (the usual stuff)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;sambil itu&lt;/em&gt; we &lt;em&gt;menjamu selera&lt;/em&gt; with a variety of &lt;em&gt;dimsum&lt;/em&gt;s&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;too bad JoRene was not there...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we filled each other on our lifes which is &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;college life vs Form6 life&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to be precise&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;then we went on about someone's love life *ahem*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;after eating, we went over to Panda's house to lepak&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;paid her money and get my books!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;finally my Magician Guild set!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;been waiting for ages for it!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hung out and chit chat and laugh and played with Panda's laptop...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;they kept saying they cannot believe I like Miley Cyrus's The Climb and kept &lt;em&gt;perli&lt;/em&gt;-ing cis!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;then suddenly Yvette went on a perverted rampage!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;molesting me and Amanda like nobody's business!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;practically it annoyed us both...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;perhaps we &lt;em&gt;perli&lt;/em&gt; her to much with youknowwho that's why &lt;em&gt;kut&lt;/em&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;after that we had "drama" session it seems&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;they called me a 'drama queen' much to my annoyance and kept imitating me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;after that Panda's dad, Mr Yew ask us not to back yet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;as he want to take us out for lunch &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Amanda and Yvette was still with the drama queen thingy throughout the whole way with Yvette's perverted rampage striking now and then...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we went to ate some where in &lt;em&gt;Simpang Ampat&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the food was OK but there was a lot of fish lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;after that went back to Panda's house then &lt;em&gt;terpaksa&lt;/em&gt; go home&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;as we did not finish our homework yet and the next day is Monday...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I caught Yvette going to &lt;em&gt;Taman Bukit&lt;/em&gt; instead of home!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; *laughs evilly*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;seems that she went to buy &lt;em&gt;tongsui &lt;/em&gt;(don't know true or not wakakakaka)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Panda came back at the wrong time la...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;she came back after our holidays&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so very sorry if we can't go hang out with you ya...&lt;/strong&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/7816237129626005474-4182080741048822627?l=destinyaurora.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinyaurora.blogspot.com/feeds/4182080741048822627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://destinyaurora.blogspot.com/2009/06/visiting-amanda.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816237129626005474/posts/default/4182080741048822627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816237129626005474/posts/default/4182080741048822627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destinyaurora.blogspot.com/2009/06/visiting-amanda.html' title='Visiting Amanda'/><author><name>JANICE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18016294689005073780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7816237129626005474.post-813209369418799407</id><published>2009-06-17T15:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T16:14:47.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Perverts or desperadoes??</title><content type='html'>I'm seriously soooo &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NOT in a good mood&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; these days. Not even a week after the holidays, school is beginning to seem &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;more and more like HELL.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; We get to meet our form teacher (finally!) after the holidays of course. After some mumbo-jumbo and lots or laughter and arguing... well to make things short I get to be class monitor, joy! (sarcastically) Being monitor ain't easy I tell you, especially &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;when there is this ONE particular teacher who always needs guidance as she always seem to lost her way in school. As a result, I always had to wander aimlessly around the school looking for her darn!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Then there was the stupid "notice board". &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HSBM damn freaking &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;laubeh&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;(so much for sekolah bestari)&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt; Their &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;class notice board is only a piece of polystyrene.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; This made putting up stuff on them a major pain in the neck. &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We wasted &lt;s&gt;hundreds&lt;/s&gt; tens of stapler bullets (SueTeng's actually) but the sugar paper kept falling apart, we tried thumbtacks (bought from koperasi using class money) and still it flew nicely to the floor. BUMMER!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Then there was the name tag thingy and I had to give the list of names and money to a guy named Megat or something but I can't seem to find him despite roaming the whole school during recess which eventually wasted my recess time!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well forget all those swishy-swashy small matters. Now the main point for this post: &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Perverts or just plain desperate??&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; This question is directed to no other then the prefects of HSBM (or the discipline teachers if you prefects wanna blame someone else). &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This is ONE incident I will NOT forget nor will I accept in my lifetime.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Let me start the "story" of the day (it happened today).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Wednesday 17/6/09&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As today was Wednesday, it was &lt;em&gt;perhimpunan&lt;/em&gt; day (much to my annoyance). There was the usual &lt;em&gt;Negaraku&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;Pulau Pinang&lt;/em&gt; song which is sung so ever softly that you may mistaken it for a burial song. Their "singing" was more like whispers to me. Then there was the endless &lt;em&gt;ucapans&lt;/em&gt; from various teachers about winning in competitions or some sort. After all the &lt;em&gt;lililolo ucapans &lt;/em&gt;about H1N1 and hand phone, we were asked to sing the school song but of course you can barely hear it. It has a funny tune though but the nice thing was it's in English. &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;After that, we Lower6 students were asked to stay back. For us we were thinking perhaps check fingernails or hair or something. But we were asked to line up and listen to some crap speech by &lt;em&gt;Encik&lt;/em&gt; whatshisname followed by the &lt;em&gt;pengetua&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; They talked sooooo damn freaking soft that you can't hear a thing. &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;After that, some prefects came over and say wanna sport check (they only seem to be good at that) and we were like "Again??" and "Want check &lt;em&gt;ma&lt;/em&gt; check lo."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; OK prepare yourselves as here is the &lt;em&gt;kemuncak&lt;/em&gt; and the "scary" part. Do you know how their so-called "sport check" is carried out?? Here is my experience (from my point of view of course).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girls and boys were separated into two groups during the sport check. Girls will be checked by girls and the same thing goes for the boys. &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;At first I &lt;u&gt;did not see&lt;/u&gt; them &lt;em&gt;meraba&lt;/em&gt; people's breasts or whatever&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; so I was like "Check la if you want." I saw SueTeng and WeiWen kena check and the prefects just touch their shoulders and check their pockets. So I thought "Hey, that's not so bad." Then I saw that those who already &lt;em&gt;kena&lt;/em&gt; checked just walk go class so I though maybe we should just walk away and skip the stupid sport check. &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But Rusheni asked me, &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;"You really gonna do that??"&lt;/span&gt; so I stopped and turned to her but it was all too late as there was this fat malay &lt;em&gt;pengawas&lt;/em&gt; who came and asked &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;"Siapa mau buat??"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; I look at her one kind and asked back &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;"Buat apa??"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; then she replied &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;"Check &lt;em&gt;la&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;/span&gt; so I relented and let her sport check me &lt;em&gt;lo&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; She's a rough person sheesh. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She touched my neck (what can we hide in our collars?!?!) down to my shoulders (what can we hide in our sleeves?!?!) and down some more to my breasts!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I was stunned when she did that. &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She touched my chest (I'm OK with that, barely), then she put her hand through the clevage and under my breasts and I just stood there dumbly, not knowing what to say!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I mean excuse me, you're soooo NOT suppose to simply touch k?!?! Simply &lt;em&gt;meraba-raba&lt;/em&gt; people like nobody's business!! &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So desperate until need to touch people's breast?!?!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; And that prefect had a blank look on her face!! &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Come on, you're touching someone's breasts for goodness sake!! Don't you feel at least a lil' shy?!?!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;They do this in a co-ed school. True its a girl-to-girl contact but don't you feel it's just too much?? I've been to an &lt;u&gt;all-girls&lt;/u&gt; school for 11 years and they didn't even dare to touch us. And in this stupid so-called &lt;em&gt;sekolah bestari, &lt;/em&gt;the prefects&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;meraba us in the &lt;em&gt;padang&lt;/em&gt; in front of everyone. Yea, you may say you separate the guys and the girls but don't you know the guys walk pass us to get to class?!?!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; What are you guys?!?! Numbskulls?!?! And they say its hard to maintain a prefect in HSBM because you had to maintain your good grades (sarcastically) but you guys look more like brainless people to me or may I add pervert as well?? &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Are you guys just sooooo desperate to catch students in the wrong??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; There was a girl who forbid the prefect from touching her and the prefect said, "You don't let us check means we suspect you." So, what other choices does she have?? &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And some prefects really gone over the line, checking the skirt and all. I mean, what can people hide in their skirts?!?! Like this better you go ask people strip and give you check. Such &lt;em&gt;piantai&lt;/em&gt; people also got.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;So desperate until &lt;em&gt;raba&lt;/em&gt; people all, so like to &lt;em&gt;raba&lt;/em&gt; go be police &lt;em&gt;la&lt;/em&gt; can strip-search some more.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I regretted I did not just walk away darn. I have no idea why they like to sport check us Lower6 only. So nice to bully is it?? Why?? Because Lower6 no people wanna be prefects and join your team of perverts?? &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Call me childish or whatever but I can't seem to get over it until now. It was a embarrassing and humiliating experience trust me. I still feel angry whenever I think about it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To those that also &lt;em&gt;kena&lt;/em&gt;, condolences to you because you just &lt;em&gt;kena&lt;/em&gt; molested in public. To those that got away, &lt;em&gt;kudos&lt;/em&gt; to you for making the right choice. I was stupid to not have walked away when I had the chance, so condolences to myself.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; In conclusion, prefects in HSBM are desperadoes or others may say perverts. They crossed the line just to catch you in the wrong and when you refuse to coorperate, they threaten you. I was suprise myself that I did not say anything when that bloody prefect molested me!! Shocked I suppose. There is &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ONE thing I can tell you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; though, I'm &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so NOT going to go through this again!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;This is the &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FIRST&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;and the &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LAST time&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, mark my words. &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The next time is either I walk away or I'm gonna put up a fight.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; You wanna suspect me go ahead as I know I did nothing wrong. You got proof then you come and find me. &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's MY body, I have the rights and you don't so deal with it!! Damn you people!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;To those who're not happy with this post, go get a life and deal with it. It's MY blog, I have EVERY right to write out my thoughts. You not happy, not my problem. The saying goes, siapa makan cili dia yang pedas, you terasa not my fault as I did not mention any names, did I? I didn't ask you to read, correct?? So blame your own kepo-ness and buzz off.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7816237129626005474-813209369418799407?l=destinyaurora.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinyaurora.blogspot.com/feeds/813209369418799407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://destinyaurora.blogspot.com/2009/06/perverts-or-desperadoes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816237129626005474/posts/default/813209369418799407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816237129626005474/posts/default/813209369418799407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destinyaurora.blogspot.com/2009/06/perverts-or-desperadoes.html' title='Perverts or desperadoes??'/><author><name>JANICE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18016294689005073780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7816237129626005474.post-4022091552529851261</id><published>2009-06-11T22:06:00.016+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T22:53:11.548+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hannah Montana Rocks!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;today went to Gurney with my mom and brother (Jason)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;actually we went to my mom's school first to be "pekerja"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;we had to "choose" some tables&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;actually it was carrying and shifting tables *despise*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and the tables were so damn friggin heavy *raise eyebrows*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I thought it would be easy as carrying tables around is one of the "routine" back at Convent&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;manatau berat sangat I alone cannot carry it!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;after much carrying and cursing and attacked by dust&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;we managed and went home to shower&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and off we went to Penang&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;main objective was to watch Alien vs. Monster 3D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;only Gurney have that 3D thingy...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gurney's cinema is so damn lame &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;as in there were a looooong line of people wanting to buy tickets and there was only ONE counter!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;can you believe that?!?!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;then got worker come to open another counter but she was friggin slow like she's going to drop dead soon or something *curses*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;alas 3D no more seats!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;well there were the most front row but the ticket seller said it's not encouraged to buy the ticket&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;as watching 3D too near has some side effect it seems...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;eye perhaps...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so we changed and watched &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Hannah Montana the Movie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;went to get popcorn&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the service at the snackbar (or whatever you call it) was so damn friggin slow like a slug&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;perhaps worst then a slug *grimace*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the workers were like the living dead&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dragging their feet and doing their job like time slowed down or something&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hello we have a movie to catch!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;they delude their customers as well&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;their keep on promoting the large combo saying there was a free Terminator pencil container thingy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but the truth was there was none of those (well not anymore, out of stock it seems)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so whatever, we rushed into the cinema as the show was sceduled at 1pm and it was already 1pm!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and damn those cinema adds!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so damn friggin loooong and many&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;after what seemed like ages only the show started&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mc3iG7Qoeqk/SjEVPf-RQ7I/AAAAAAAAAIg/U2M95u8SzWg/s1600-h/thumbnail.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346077588690387890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 128px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mc3iG7Qoeqk/SjEVPf-RQ7I/AAAAAAAAAIg/U2M95u8SzWg/s320/thumbnail.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mc3iG7Qoeqk/SjEV9YWDkII/AAAAAAAAAI4/6W5097FIdPE/s1600-h/thumbnail5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346078376916652162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 147px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mc3iG7Qoeqk/SjEV9YWDkII/AAAAAAAAAI4/6W5097FIdPE/s320/thumbnail5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Best of Both Worlds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mc3iG7Qoeqk/SjEVga7CEDI/AAAAAAAAAIo/t5ywvaPraiY/s1600-h/thumbnailCAH93WW0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346077879392407602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 128px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mc3iG7Qoeqk/SjEVga7CEDI/AAAAAAAAAIo/t5ywvaPraiY/s320/thumbnailCAH93WW0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; "We're going to New York!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mc3iG7Qoeqk/SjEVxqUAcQI/AAAAAAAAAIw/JaZHz_tTfGY/s1600-h/thumbnailCAV5P85O.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346078175581466882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 105px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mc3iG7Qoeqk/SjEVxqUAcQI/AAAAAAAAAIw/JaZHz_tTfGY/s320/thumbnailCAV5P85O.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; "NO DAD!! I'm not going back on the truck!!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mc3iG7Qoeqk/SjEWK-CkKyI/AAAAAAAAAJA/IYnJN8Yy8qU/s1600-h/thumbnail4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346078610373749538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 107px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mc3iG7Qoeqk/SjEWK-CkKyI/AAAAAAAAAJA/IYnJN8Yy8qU/s320/thumbnail4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Miley and BlueJeans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mc3iG7Qoeqk/SjEWUVUqQZI/AAAAAAAAAJI/q7z7bst5kTI/s1600-h/thumbnail3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346078771242484114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mc3iG7Qoeqk/SjEWUVUqQZI/AAAAAAAAAJI/q7z7bst5kTI/s320/thumbnail3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Miley and Travis&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mc3iG7Qoeqk/SjEWoYom9RI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/7XViDqEn2vQ/s1600-h/thumbnailCA2SRQUU.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346079115728844050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mc3iG7Qoeqk/SjEWoYom9RI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/7XViDqEn2vQ/s320/thumbnailCA2SRQUU.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Miley enjoying her stay after all&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mc3iG7Qoeqk/SjEWwr97NWI/AAAAAAAAAJY/iSRzDMsOMDE/s1600-h/thumbnail2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346079258357478754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 104px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mc3iG7Qoeqk/SjEWwr97NWI/AAAAAAAAAJY/iSRzDMsOMDE/s320/thumbnail2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; "Pop it, Lock it......"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the movie was &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;AWESOME!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the songs was nice and there were hillarious parts&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the song The Climb was the best!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;not to mention the funny song with the action thingy during the charity thingy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;its a real deal trust me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;its a gotta watch movie!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/7816237129626005474-4022091552529851261?l=destinyaurora.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinyaurora.blogspot.com/feeds/4022091552529851261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://destinyaurora.blogspot.com/2009/06/hannah-montana-rocks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816237129626005474/posts/default/4022091552529851261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816237129626005474/posts/default/4022091552529851261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destinyaurora.blogspot.com/2009/06/hannah-montana-rocks.html' title='Hannah Montana Rocks!!'/><author><name>JANICE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18016294689005073780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mc3iG7Qoeqk/SjEVPf-RQ7I/AAAAAAAAAIg/U2M95u8SzWg/s72-c/thumbnail.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7816237129626005474.post-8323181820115141180</id><published>2009-06-08T12:41:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T14:37:14.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Untitled</title><content type='html'>well yea I know its been a while since I last updated&lt;br /&gt;not that it matters anyway as no one reads the trash I posted lolz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;LOVING Miley Cyrus's The Climb &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;soooo freaking meaningful (I like songs with meaning &lt;s&gt;I don't listen to trash&lt;/s&gt; lolz)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;anyone wanna go watch Hannah Montana the Movie??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;ask me out lolz book me before someone else does *chuckles*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway a lil' bit on what's been going on since &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;last Friday...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday was the first day I would be attending for Chemistry tuition&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where else but the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;oh-so-famous Purnama tuition centre&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;somehow the place there is soooo nonstrategic as there we very and I mean &lt;u&gt;VERY&lt;/u&gt; &lt;s&gt;few&lt;/s&gt; or to make it simple...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PARKING SPACE THERE WERE SCARCE!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but I spotted a space and parked there&lt;br /&gt;it was a &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"hot spot" with the sun shining directly at my car&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to my dismay&lt;br /&gt;but what to do...&lt;br /&gt;went up to register and yada yada... you know the usual procedures...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;seems that the Chemistry class was held on the other side of the building &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;well obviously the part of the building where I haven't been before...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so down the stairs I went &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and it was then I noticed that there were quite some empty parking spaces&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ahhh... but I was late so I went up the OTHER stairs to my class&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the class was quite in the &lt;em&gt;pedalaman&lt;/em&gt;...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;its a class in another class if you know what I mean&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;quite &lt;em&gt;ulu&lt;/em&gt; and dim but the class was not bad after the lights and the air conditioning&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;went on&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mc3iG7Qoeqk/Siyj70VAksI/AAAAAAAAAIA/eBs8yc0dR18/s1600-h/thumbnailCA3OJQFK.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344827105836307138" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 70px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mc3iG7Qoeqk/Siyj70VAksI/AAAAAAAAAIA/eBs8yc0dR18/s320/thumbnailCA3OJQFK.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; so the lesson begins...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the teacher was a man who was supposedly teaching in Sarawak or Sabah before he came here&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;he was quite a fat man with a pot-belly and big, old-fashioned glasses&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he began with the introduction of Chemistry and yada yada...&lt;br /&gt;he's not really good at talking I feel because there were a whole load of &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"&lt;em&gt;Errrr&lt;/em&gt;'s"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"-&lt;em&gt;kan&lt;/em&gt;'s"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when those two were put together is sounds weird... it was like...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"..... bonding &lt;em&gt;errrrr&lt;/em&gt;....."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"...... you all learn in Form5 &lt;em&gt;kan&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there were a whole lot more but I can't seem to remember...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;its like he's asking a question when he don't have to by adding the "-kan"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well not to say he's boring but the class was damn freaking boring (what do you expect its Chemistry for goodness sake!!!)&lt;br /&gt;and he was like talking like a bullet train or something&lt;br /&gt;of course there were a bunch of homework as well but he said do if you have time&lt;br /&gt;so I guess you guys know my answer would be &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Yea I no time"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; lolz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;on Saturday there was Maths tuition!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; *faints*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;seriously Maths is definitely killing me arggghhhh!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;don't know why the hell my brain cannot interpret those maths equations!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its sooooo... what's the word....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;confusing and to many twist and turns!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'm not the Maths kinda girl *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;do the questions until &lt;em&gt;pek chek...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;feel like tearing and shreading those question to bits and pieces!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mc3iG7Qoeqk/SiynBQzLF3I/AAAAAAAAAII/hdr9KLLhIAI/s1600-h/thumbnailCAG1KHJO.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344830497913247602" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 153px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mc3iG7Qoeqk/SiynBQzLF3I/AAAAAAAAAII/hdr9KLLhIAI/s320/thumbnailCAG1KHJO.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;First, I would be like Tigger, looking at the questions with a puzzled look as though they were the upmost ridiculous things I ever saw (but of course the equations were not like Tigger's as it was much more complicated then 4 + 4)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mc3iG7Qoeqk/Siyn9kEGyxI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/MWOlV7KgQ3M/s1600-h/thumbnailCAQ1QAW0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344831533876693778" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mc3iG7Qoeqk/Siyn9kEGyxI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/MWOlV7KgQ3M/s320/thumbnailCAQ1QAW0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This is something you don't wanna mess with trust me. This is what those equations that I have to solve (well almost like that) with all those jumbling and tones of formulas and numbers. *faints again*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mc3iG7Qoeqk/Siyou26owLI/AAAAAAAAAIY/kPHFBA1VqUU/s1600-h/thumbnailCAFMAZZD.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344832380750839986" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 114px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mc3iG7Qoeqk/Siyou26owLI/AAAAAAAAAIY/kPHFBA1VqUU/s320/thumbnailCAFMAZZD.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Then because of all those jumbling and fumbling numbers and equations... You have a knack of turning into the guy there (&lt;--) pulling your hair and cursing a string of god-knows-what. Now you see the &lt;em&gt;pek chek-ness&lt;/em&gt; when you do Maths especially for people like me who don't seem to have the brains for Maths.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I feel so sorry for myself, condolences to me lolz&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7816237129626005474-8323181820115141180?l=destinyaurora.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinyaurora.blogspot.com/feeds/8323181820115141180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://destinyaurora.blogspot.com/2009/06/untitled.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816237129626005474/posts/default/8323181820115141180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816237129626005474/posts/default/8323181820115141180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destinyaurora.blogspot.com/2009/06/untitled.html' title='Untitled'/><author><name>JANICE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18016294689005073780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mc3iG7Qoeqk/Siyj70VAksI/AAAAAAAAAIA/eBs8yc0dR18/s72-c/thumbnailCA3OJQFK.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7816237129626005474.post-9194088816763612600</id><published>2009-06-03T23:09:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T14:58:48.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hangout + Movie</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;went to Sunway Carnival Mall today with &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yvette&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Leonard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;watched Terminator Salvation with 1901 hotdog and popcorn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mc3iG7Qoeqk/SiaWdqhpsKI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/HkjZkFq_0_A/s1600-h/4V5Q9UCAZ105CYCAQTEQ53CA665XX9CAGV6X6DCASG0YP5CAAH90AZCA4MXG78CAUXP3RCCA0NA0EDCAMWPO7NCAJ8SFA0CAS7DNPACACHG730CAGW0FN1CAXDKTVKCAAPJ9J5CANTUC83CA593BYJCACCA207.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343123444297478306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 92px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 138px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mc3iG7Qoeqk/SiaWdqhpsKI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/HkjZkFq_0_A/s320/4V5Q9UCAZ105CYCAQTEQ53CA665XX9CAGV6X6DCASG0YP5CAAH90AZCA4MXG78CAUXP3RCCA0NA0EDCAMWPO7NCAJ8SFA0CAS7DNPACACHG730CAGW0FN1CAXDKTVKCAAPJ9J5CANTUC83CA593BYJCACCA207.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343123142188153442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 113px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mc3iG7Qoeqk/SiaWMFFLOmI/AAAAAAAAAHI/KAJS4ZLf-Jg/s320/XJ1BO2CAQ3YWK5CA9VG6YICAZ1KWWFCA523X4WCARAE05BCA56H3RFCAFPJ3Z1CA6G9TIFCAENSDC2CAPAANCWCAVO5W8MCAQX4ZFLCAYMIKKICAQZV9VYCAW0E6COCAFM5XXWCAIBSTNKCAKUBNZQCA3YRAX5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mc3iG7Qoeqk/SiaWuNqj4lI/AAAAAAAAAHY/2x1vrY3_afA/s1600-h/5PIIW6CAWR7JKZCATEH4H3CAWS4GIECAC2FAUMCAE79BNXCAKSXZVDCA5XGE2OCARPB2VKCAOML00LCARFU3LTCAXIF4RNCA8M0Q0FCACNN731CAOO3HDJCA15W0H5CA66UER2CAIRINQYCAQL8PDICAX2IZ60.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343123728607994450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 88px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 144px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mc3iG7Qoeqk/SiaWuNqj4lI/AAAAAAAAAHY/2x1vrY3_afA/s320/5PIIW6CAWR7JKZCATEH4H3CAWS4GIECAC2FAUMCAE79BNXCAKSXZVDCA5XGE2OCARPB2VKCAOML00LCARFU3LTCAXIF4RNCA8M0Q0FCACNN731CAOO3HDJCA15W0H5CA66UER2CAIRINQYCAQL8PDICAX2IZ60.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The T-600 which kept on pursuing and shooting aimlessy at the Resistance &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mc3iG7Qoeqk/SiaW7DcfqpI/AAAAAAAAAHg/1FtOy-nnDe0/s1600-h/HT92RVCA0LIHVOCACUYVCMCAIA1FPMCA2TCFB4CARXXSMZCASPBFSRCAKK9V2FCAHM5DSYCADQ70STCAGRJ4XACAA1DWVCCAAENH52CAGP47OHCA4JUTNZCA2571H8CA0EEZHACAM762X9CA16YMV6CAB4M6PT.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343123949202942610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 143px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 70px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mc3iG7Qoeqk/SiaW7DcfqpI/AAAAAAAAAHg/1FtOy-nnDe0/s320/HT92RVCA0LIHVOCACUYVCMCAIA1FPMCA2TCFB4CARXXSMZCASPBFSRCAKK9V2FCAHM5DSYCADQ70STCAGRJ4XACAA1DWVCCAAENH52CAGP47OHCA4JUTNZCA2571H8CA0EEZHACAM762X9CA16YMV6CAB4M6PT.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The awesome moto-terminator made by skynet to pursue the Resistance with speed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343124119366581474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 135px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 115px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mc3iG7Qoeqk/SiaXE9WqvOI/AAAAAAAAAHo/OKbgtNHCIPQ/s320/5L7XT5CAR6V7EVCAQTSEW8CABWXEMDCAGFDW64CARCSAHNCAEMHFEQCAFFHGWRCAPWE1FGCAD9DSL3CAJP8P4JCAW0YBOKCA5ETZZYCAAP1TT3CAKYWVNPCAEVC11UCAEBYKRBCA3RMU30CAKNZXEKCAUVWROU.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The flying H-K (can't remember the name, Hunter Killer or something) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;in conclusion it was quite a nice show with a lot of action&lt;br /&gt;can be a bit shocking at times when the bad guys suddenly emerge outta no where!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;after the show we went out and bumped into HuiLim!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wandered aimlessly with the birthday girl&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;went to Secret Recipe then continued wandering aimlessly again after that&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;up and down, left and right we went&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ended up in Noodle Station where we had our drinks&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;went to watch our second movie after that&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Night at the Museum 2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mc3iG7Qoeqk/SiaZA2xco-I/AAAAAAAAAHw/UxqzaPMUsUc/s1600-h/FTU869CAHK4J35CAK8VRVOCAADHLJNCA9SX6CDCAIGIU1JCADTT46MCAECVEHQCA0PQZSMCAQ13I1NCALG1GEICA8J6N00CA7MYSNCCAOMTLAGCA8Q7Q2OCA8SFNC8CAV1Z9GUCAFH3CS1CA1OI305CA9KTN97.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343126247903634402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 96px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 143px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mc3iG7Qoeqk/SiaZA2xco-I/AAAAAAAAAHw/UxqzaPMUsUc/s320/FTU869CAHK4J35CAK8VRVOCAADHLJNCA9SX6CDCAIGIU1JCADTT46MCAECVEHQCA0PQZSMCAQ13I1NCALG1GEICA8J6N00CA7MYSNCCAOMTLAGCA8Q7Q2OCA8SFNC8CAV1Z9GUCAFH3CS1CA1OI305CA9KTN97.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mc3iG7Qoeqk/SiaZK1fRwHI/AAAAAAAAAH4/l1rOBgrbWL0/s1600-h/O902HJCAPFFY0PCA4C9LCQCAX1OIF1CAY08FDDCAMR2CXPCA0Y8AY9CAV154ATCAT2OR98CANC8MHPCAWC6N50CAGWAURDCASXDXYQCA0J9PWGCAL0SMUNCASNTPVQCASBSR0XCA8LX86SCAQWAPU0CAUDH4U3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343126419357679730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 128px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 124px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mc3iG7Qoeqk/SiaZK1fRwHI/AAAAAAAAAH4/l1rOBgrbWL0/s320/O902HJCAPFFY0PCA4C9LCQCAX1OIF1CAY08FDDCAMR2CXPCA0Y8AY9CAV154ATCAT2OR98CANC8MHPCAWC6N50CAGWAURDCASXDXYQCA0J9PWGCAL0SMUNCASNTPVQCASBSR0XCA8LX86SCAQWAPU0CAUDH4U3.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The weird and funny Kahmunrah (or something like that) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;was one hillarious movie with lots of funny scenes&lt;br /&gt;there was even Darth Vader from StarWars and Grouch (the one in the dustbin) from&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SesameStreet&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;that's all for now until the next post toodles~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7816237129626005474-9194088816763612600?l=destinyaurora.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinyaurora.blogspot.com/feeds/9194088816763612600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://destinyaurora.blogspot.com/2009/06/hangout-movie.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816237129626005474/posts/default/9194088816763612600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816237129626005474/posts/default/9194088816763612600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destinyaurora.blogspot.com/2009/06/hangout-movie.html' title='Hangout + Movie'/><author><name>JANICE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18016294689005073780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mc3iG7Qoeqk/SiaWdqhpsKI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/HkjZkFq_0_A/s72-c/4V5Q9UCAZ105CYCAQTEQ53CA665XX9CAGV6X6DCASG0YP5CAAH90AZCA4MXG78CAUXP3RCCA0NA0EDCAMWPO7NCAJ8SFA0CAS7DNPACACHG730CAGW0FN1CAXDKTVKCAAPJ9J5CANTUC83CA593BYJCACCA207.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7816237129626005474.post-269658770671211087</id><published>2009-06-03T22:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T23:07:48.614+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Working out</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I guess the titles says it all&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;but the thing is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;its not really working out &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;instead I think its just spending time and having fun...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;on Sunday went for a hike with HuiKian and JiaMin at Cherok Tokun, the well-known hill for hikers and &lt;s&gt;insect catchers&lt;/s&gt; ok perhaps not, scratch that&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;we hiked the jungle path and was almost dying thanks to the lack of exercise&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the plan was suppose to be executed on Saturday &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but thanks to Yvette's "smelly mouth" who keep on saying it would rain on Saturday,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;well it DID rain on Saturday morning so our plan was foiled&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;owh the irony~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;on Monday went hiking again...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;this time with HuiKian, Sarah and MeiLing in tow&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;we walked on the tar road this time much to MeiLing's dismay and Sarah's delight lolz&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;after the hike, we went to sit by the so-called waterfall (isn't running anymore) and ate some &lt;em&gt;keropok&lt;/em&gt; that MeiLing bought while chit-chatting of course&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;saw some Malay kiddos playing in the water (water is dirty mind you lolz)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tuesday was supposed to be a boring day spent at home in front of the computer doing nothing...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but lucky for me I went to play badminton with MongPing at the last minute&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;played for an hour and went for ice kacang&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wanted to go for a jog at Mengkuang Dam but the sky was getting dark (rain clouds)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so we decided not to go in case it rained and we got soaked&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but irony strikes again!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;went I got back home the sun came out...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I was like =.=&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but MongPing already bathed so postpone to some other day &lt;em&gt;lo...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;p/s: anyone wanna go Cherok Tokun or Mengkuang Damn or badminton but got no &lt;em&gt;kaki&lt;/em&gt; call me &lt;em&gt;lo, &lt;/em&gt;I sure go wan if I'm free *chuckles*&lt;/strong&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/7816237129626005474-269658770671211087?l=destinyaurora.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinyaurora.blogspot.com/feeds/269658770671211087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://destinyaurora.blogspot.com/2009/06/working-out.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816237129626005474/posts/default/269658770671211087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816237129626005474/posts/default/269658770671211087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destinyaurora.blogspot.com/2009/06/working-out.html' title='Working out'/><author><name>JANICE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18016294689005073780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7816237129626005474.post-3091346942111979622</id><published>2009-06-01T20:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T21:48:02.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Disasterous day</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Friday 29/5/09&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday also happened to be Teacher's Day celebration in HSBM. But was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;VERY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;awed&lt;/s&gt; correction, shocked and disappointed at their celebration.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; To make it short, its&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;L-A-M-E.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; We students were asked to line up in the Jacob's Green (the padang) in the morning. It was &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;freaking hot without any breeze&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and on top of it all, &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;there were these annoying dragonflies!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Wait till I catch you dragonflies for my Bio project!! &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We were also asked to be "formal" which is to wear the stupid maroon ties NEATLY and PROPERLY which was a nuisance. As if not hot enough we still have to wear the tie all.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Rusheni was cursing there as she was sweating profusely lolz. She forbid anyone to touch her!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Started of with the usual &lt;em&gt;Negaraku&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;Pulau Pinang&lt;/em&gt; song. Can hardly hear the singing, its &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WORST then in Convent seriously.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Then continued on with speeches from various teachers.&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; There were &lt;em&gt;utusan&lt;/em&gt;-s from &lt;em&gt;kerajaan&lt;/em&gt; or some sort, then don't know what thingy they talking about. Couldn't hear a single thing!!! Even got teacher giving speech and crying and we were that like "What?!?!" cause we couldn't hear a thing so we were blur. The speeches went on and on and on....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Its like never ending la teacher after teacher and our legs were in a verge of giving way as we stood there like idiots for quite some time. Finally, they asked us to sit which was a ridiculous thing indeed. &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Expect us to sit on the &lt;u&gt;wet&lt;/u&gt; grass!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Its an abomination!! Brainless people GAH!! Most of the students did not sit as they did not want to dirty their skirts or pants which in my opinion makes &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PERFECT sense.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Many of them either squatted or ran to the back and stood there in clusters lolz. Which of course includes me. I won't go sitting on wet grass and dirt mind you.&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; And there was the SUN!! Owh the big hot sun!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Everyone was trying to get shade but to no avail as there was NO trees nearby so they ended up taking refuge in their friend's shadows. Ahhh, its better than no shade at all you know. We were standing there and complaining endlessly and wondering when the bloody &lt;em&gt;perhimpunan&lt;/em&gt; would end. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;We asked a prefect there and she said it would end at 9.30 much to our dismay as it was only 8.30 then. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Even the prefects were bored and resulted in pulling grass lolz which was rather amusing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Then Vassanty and some people planned to go to the toilet but their plan was foiled by the prefects "guarding" the stairs to the main road. Weird school with desperate prefects!! After standing like an idiot for a few minutes, &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I decided to amuse myself by plucking "love grass" to make it into a bouquet and shake it around to "spread the seeds".&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My friends were saying that I give it to our class teacher as it a very fresh bouquet lolz. Lucky my class teacher was not in school or I might consider giving it to her *chuckles*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Eventually my friends got annoyed but I was not bothered and kept on bugging them *chuckles* But of course I got bored soon after so I picked another new target. &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Spotted him from afar and attack him with the "love grass bouquet". He sort of jumped and was like "Eeew what's that?!?!" Well its my brother that was my next "victim".&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Benjamin was there too but I chose to ignore him lolz. "Borrowed" one of his friend's mango hand-fan and fan myself. &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Then ChanLiAnn went to give flower to some teacher in the "pavilion" and Benjamin say her hair look like mine!! I was like o.O?? And he said the only thing different that I was more goofy which made me look at him one kind.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Stole some water from my brother and went to sit with HuiXian. I&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; feel the teachers there were not appreciated at all. There were no &lt;em&gt;persembahan&lt;/em&gt; like in Convent and when the teachers were singing &lt;em&gt;"Kami Guru Malaysia"&lt;/em&gt; in front, the students were busy talking behind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; After that we went back to class for our "class party" which we organized ourself. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;We were the only class in Lower6 to have a party. Because other classes teacher all said no need do but we got no teacher so we own self do lo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; Ate &lt;em&gt;bakchang &lt;/em&gt;made by Yvette's ahma and MeiLing's mum. Was superb!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Then there were tones of junk food and everyone started digging in. &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Was kind enough to go send some food to my brother but he was such a ungrateful brat!! There was a "No enter if not member" in the "band room". I mean come on its just a storeroom with band equipments. Such policy but I just entered anyway hah!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Went to jusco after school. Went to eat Pizza and saw a friend there (I forgot her name!!). &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That was all for Hari Guru. Such lameo. The worst of the worst that I ever attended!! So much for "sekolah bestari"*says sceptically*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7816237129626005474-3091346942111979622?l=destinyaurora.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinyaurora.blogspot.com/feeds/3091346942111979622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://destinyaurora.blogspot.com/2009/06/disasterous-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816237129626005474/posts/default/3091346942111979622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816237129626005474/posts/default/3091346942111979622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destinyaurora.blogspot.com/2009/06/disasterous-day.html' title='Disasterous day'/><author><name>JANICE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18016294689005073780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7816237129626005474.post-1258165651999120028</id><published>2009-05-31T22:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T23:22:32.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Four-day story</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Monday 25/5/09&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you people know, Monday is the first day of the week which also meant that its the &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"sucky" day.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Hmmm.... its not exactly "sucky" but &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I just HATE Mondays and I don't know why.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Psychology problem perhaps?? The day went on as usual, with &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;teachers in and out the class&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and also &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;classmates in and out the class too (they just LOVE going on "exploration trips" in that eerie school).&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; The usual &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"can't-wait-for-recess-time"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and of course the &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"toilet trips"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; as well. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Still can't get over the shortage of toilets though.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;During recess, in the attempt to shift a bench without using my hands (I used my legs), my leg&lt;em&gt; kena kepit&lt;/em&gt; by the bench (I have no idea how and don't know how to explain).&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; It hurt of course but I didn't know it would turn into an &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ugly-fugly-mugly bruise&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; because it was just&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; plain RED at first&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; then it turn into a damn big bruise!!! The rest of the day went on as usual with the &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"class monitor" and his friends missing from class after recess (bag and all).&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Tuesday 26/5/09&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tuesday was rather BORING.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Everyone kept asking what happened to my leg (thanks to the BIG bruise) and due to annoyance I answered that I got involved to an accident and the fell for it *laughs* Had THREE periods of Bio and there was nothing much throughout the day. &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;During MUET we were asked to give a speech/opinion on a topic called "Friends".&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Everyone was trying hard to avoid it but in the end there were some volunteers *applause* &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Then the teacher asked us to come up with a poem titled "Friends" how ironic. Everyone was like "Take from the internet &lt;em&gt;la&lt;/em&gt;..."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; PA was damn freaking dreadful and boring gawd!! And that was all for Tuesday. I told you it was a boring day duh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Wednesday 27/5/09&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wednesday or "&lt;em&gt;Ponteng&lt;/em&gt; day" as known by me, well its because every Wednesday many people in my class would &lt;em&gt;ponteng&lt;/em&gt; school (don't know why maybe &lt;em&gt;fengshui kut&lt;/em&gt;).&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; First subject was PA!! *pulls hair* She came in and asked some people to go take the projector thingy. Then, the boring part starts *drum roll* She kept on ranting some thing about &lt;em&gt;Kenegaraan&lt;/em&gt; or some sort and I was there yawning and trying hard to keep my eyes open. &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Writing about it also made me feel sleepy *yawnz*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MUET was pure humiliation as Yvette and MeiLing practically "betrayed" me to teacher and so I had to give my speech about "Friends" which was rather crappy and was totally equivalent to TRASH (seriously!!).&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Was ranting at about 180km/hr which is almost the same speed as a speeding bullet train!! But later on, the tables turned and it was Yvette's turn!! &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;See girl, what goes around do come around. Duh, its called karma *chuckles*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; During Maths Paper1, Lee Poh Lan gave us a whole load of homework!! She asked us to "enjoy" the maths equation during the holidays. She is sarcastic at times lolz. Last period was Bio and &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it was the usual strain-your-eyes-and-mind to read the writing on the board.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Another thing was the carpark is about to be turned into an "asrama" so those driving cars would have to park OUTSIDE the school. Brainless people, outside the school where got soooo many place give you park?!?! As though from the carpark to class not far enough, now we had to walk even further *curses*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Thursday 28/5/09&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Went earlier to school as we need to "fight' for parking space.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; "Hiked" a loooong way from the car to the classroom. First period was Maths Paper2 and we learnt about drawing histograms. Before Tan Gaik Choo went out, she practically dumped another whole load of homework for us!! &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4 questions but need to draw 7 histograms!! MeiLing was rather "angry" because she hates drawing grafs. Me too, I don't like the lil' greeny square boxes GAH!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;During PA, we had to write some sort of essay or whatever you call that. The teacher was&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; talking (more like mumbling) damn freaking soft and fast.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; She thought we robots is it?? Damn!! Went out to recess even before she stopped talking. Went to get newspaper for Sarah as she ponteng-ed because her class need to pass up Chemistry homework on that day (no excuses it seems). And to avoid that, she decided not to go to school. &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Had TWO periods of Bio which was quite OK as we were enjoying ourselves asking our Bio sir what's he writing on the board every 5min or so (his writing is damn horrible and unreadable not to mention he loves using weird short forms).&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We were learning about steroids and he was telling us funny stories about the oestrogen and stuff and about rambutans and bananas lolz.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; MUET was the still the speech thingy and we had to pass up our "hand-written" poem (in other words, ORIGINAL) but of course no one did (except me *chuckles*). That afternoon Sarah came to take her newspaper and at the same time come see the rascal Rocky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That's all for the four days of last week's week. I'll update on the "Teacher's Day" thingy tomorrow as I'm quite tired now.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7816237129626005474-1258165651999120028?l=destinyaurora.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinyaurora.blogspot.com/feeds/1258165651999120028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://destinyaurora.blogspot.com/2009/05/four-day-story.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816237129626005474/posts/default/1258165651999120028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816237129626005474/posts/default/1258165651999120028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destinyaurora.blogspot.com/2009/05/four-day-story.html' title='Four-day story'/><author><name>JANICE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18016294689005073780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7816237129626005474.post-3276081613538973780</id><published>2009-05-31T21:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T21:38:06.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rotten blog</title><content type='html'>I know I had not been updating my blog for quite some time now...&lt;br /&gt;nah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ain't that busy (yet)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but was rather lazy to be precise...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on second thought I'll update it right now for the entire week of last week&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so its UPDATE SPAM!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;the following posts will not be posted on the exact day it happened&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;so just imagine that I post it on the day of those "happenings"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;well make my life and your life easier what...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so ignore the date posted all right??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;happy reading~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7816237129626005474-3276081613538973780?l=destinyaurora.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinyaurora.blogspot.com/feeds/3276081613538973780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://destinyaurora.blogspot.com/2009/05/rotten-blog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816237129626005474/posts/default/3276081613538973780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816237129626005474/posts/default/3276081613538973780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destinyaurora.blogspot.com/2009/05/rotten-blog.html' title='Rotten blog'/><author><name>JANICE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18016294689005073780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7816237129626005474.post-643555731552200203</id><published>2009-05-31T21:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T21:32:28.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Apologies~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lots of apologies to my "loyal" readers...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can see that some of you got irritated that you could not access into my blog&lt;br /&gt;well the reason is because...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my attempt to change my blog layout proved to be more complicated than I thought it would be &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and so...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my blog had &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;gone haywire&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and was in a &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bloody mess&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the end I gave up trying to find the &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"suitable" layout&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and decide to go with my original one...&lt;br /&gt;with a &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tiny-weeny-bit of changes as you can see&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and also sorry for the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;inconvenience&lt;/span&gt; as I had changed my blog link&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;enjoy reading my damn-boring-meaningless-trash-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;rantings&lt;/span&gt; here&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;and to those who wanna be so-called drama queens/kings or damn spammers...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'll advice you to go get a life and...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you're NOT welcomed here so get the shit off my private property!!!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ignore this if you're not one of them *chuckles*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7816237129626005474-643555731552200203?l=destinyaurora.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinyaurora.blogspot.com/feeds/643555731552200203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://destinyaurora.blogspot.com/2009/05/apologies.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816237129626005474/posts/default/643555731552200203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816237129626005474/posts/default/643555731552200203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destinyaurora.blogspot.com/2009/05/apologies.html' title='Apologies~'/><author><name>JANICE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18016294689005073780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7816237129626005474.post-3273994595844664553</id><published>2009-05-19T21:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T21:36:13.724+08:00</updated><title type='text'>School has begun</title><content type='html'>well let me begin with yesterday's &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"school report"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was well...&lt;br /&gt;Monday was &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DAY SIX&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; at school&lt;br /&gt;which also meant that its a hateful day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I don't know why but I just HATE Mondays!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was not really my day as my stomach chose to squirm the whole day!!&lt;br /&gt;nothing much ever happens in that school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;in short, life's boring there *yawnz*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the teachers came in and out and all the usual stuff happened,&lt;br /&gt;stuff that are suppose to happen in a school no doubt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PA was damn freaking boring *grimace*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the teacher was like....&lt;br /&gt;gawd I don't know what word can describe!!&lt;br /&gt;her voice damn dragging and she talk like wanna die like that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;another dead fish *chuckles*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;first lesson already kena karangan darn!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kepentingan penerokaan angkasa lepas was the title&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;as though I know anything about that swt&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;then there was maths aka torture session&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the questions were like the upmost hardest that I ever seen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and I thought add maths was the worst&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;boy, was I wrong!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the maths teacher also one kind &lt;em&gt;mia&lt;/em&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;she like to &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;draaaaag&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; every single word she says *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;was like hoping when she wanna go out&lt;br /&gt;she finally did anyway *relief*&lt;br /&gt;then the went by without any happenings...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the usual teachers came in and went out with several classmates in tow...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;chit chatting in class when we're bored...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;did some maths tuition homework which was SUPER HARD...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like I said its a boring place gawd!!&lt;br /&gt;_____________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was practically &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DAY SEVEN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it wasn't any better...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MUET was pure suffering!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;need to listen to the stupid cd thingy...&lt;br /&gt;the people talking has such &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;B-O-R-I-N-G&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; voices&lt;br /&gt;come on la can't you make it a lil' more lively??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;talk also like half dead and they expect students to listen to that without falling asleep damn&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me, MeiLing and Yvette was sneaking asam from under the desk to our mouths *lolz*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;then there was someone who came around passing chocolates...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you know the round ones with bright wrappings...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;looks like dino/dragon eggs (if you people ever noticed my "dragon hatchery" lolz)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then there was Bio&lt;br /&gt;Bio was ok but 3 periods proved too much for me!!&lt;br /&gt;2 periods would be OK la not too long right&lt;br /&gt;then came PA again but thank god it was only 1 period!!&lt;br /&gt;she wants us to prepare 2 files for PA =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;why can't they just use exercise books??&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cheaper and economical...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but tomorrow will be 2 period *faints*&lt;br /&gt;but on the other hand one of the annoying trio will be leaving tomorrow!!&lt;br /&gt;today was his last day hooray!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;that's all but might have left out some stuff lazy to type anymore tata~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7816237129626005474-3273994595844664553?l=destinyaurora.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinyaurora.blogspot.com/feeds/3273994595844664553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://destinyaurora.blogspot.com/2009/05/school-has-begun.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816237129626005474/posts/default/3273994595844664553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816237129626005474/posts/default/3273994595844664553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destinyaurora.blogspot.com/2009/05/school-has-begun.html' title='School has begun'/><author><name>JANICE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18016294689005073780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7816237129626005474.post-5441474390089079708</id><published>2009-05-17T22:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T23:10:29.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to school [Part 3]</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;DAY FIVE&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yvette was a lil' late which made me thought she not going school or something. As a result, I quickly went to check my hp in case she got send me sms or whatever thing but there was none. Halfway checking my hp, she arrived lolz. Quickly &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"ran" to my room,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dump my hp&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; went out to get into the car&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When I said "ran" I meant slipping and sliding across the floor thanks to those socks!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;As usual arrived early in school and will always be the first car in the parking lot so if you ever see a grey Atos parked nearest to the guard house, that's Yvette's car lolz. After parking the car and all with &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yvette keep asking me whether she locked her car or not (as if I know lolz),&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;we began our "morning hike."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It was a really tiring walk from the car park to Block B where our class was and to make matters worst, our class is at the topmost floor which happens to be the fourth floor!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;s&gt;So up, up, up we went, puffing and panting.&lt;/s&gt; Hmmmm, scratch that, was exaggerating as we were NOT puffing and panting lolz.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; But felt a bit a tired never the least. So in we went into our &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"beloved" class, PAE &lt;em&gt;(Pra-Bawah Ehsan)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; which also happens to be the &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LAST class in the science stream&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and the &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;most nonstrategic place&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; as it was at the end of the corridor, &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;making it a LOOOONG walk to the canteen itself &lt;em&gt;apatah&lt;/em&gt; lagi the car park!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Went into class and saw that HuiLim was there already. Chit-chat until the bell rang. Then somebody came and asked for the class monitor to go and berkumpul at the "old bell". &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Since our class memang NO monitor, so everyone just look around seeing who would go but nobody wanted to go so it was quickly forgotten.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Then ChinHwa aka NS (thanks to his NS crew cut hairstyle) said he wanna go&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; but he won't be in school next week. I just replied "Just go be wakil" and he really went lolz. So it was then people anggap him as class monitor already lo lolz. That day got some teachers came in class only. &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Then I think me and MeiLing already terkenal for our "toilet trips" lolz.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We also gave a nickname to our MUET teacher (everyone started laughing and trying to stiffle the laugh when we saw her name on the black board).&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; What is it?? I'm not gonna tell ya!! *winks* &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Then as usual la my class, when the teacher go out, half the class also follow go out which meant that half the class will always disappear once there is no teacher.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Later that day, ChinHwa and his two other friends which their names I know not came back to class with our class timetable. Passed it around so everyone could take a look at it. &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I asked to borrow one as I planned to photostat it for myself and my friends. When I said that, he asked me to photostat for the whole class which made me look at him in an annoyed expression. But in the end I relented and went to photostat it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;He annouced to the class, "This timetable will be photostated by HER" (pointing at my direction). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Yvette was like "Who is the 'her'??" and he replied he don't know my name swt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But nevermind &lt;em&gt;la,&lt;/em&gt; I &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;low profile&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; wan &lt;em&gt;ma.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; In that case this practically wraps up the fifth day of the first week in HSBM. Toodles~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7816237129626005474-5441474390089079708?l=destinyaurora.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinyaurora.blogspot.com/feeds/5441474390089079708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://destinyaurora.blogspot.com/2009/05/back-to-school-part-3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816237129626005474/posts/default/5441474390089079708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816237129626005474/posts/default/5441474390089079708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destinyaurora.blogspot.com/2009/05/back-to-school-part-3.html' title='Back to school [Part 3]'/><author><name>JANICE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18016294689005073780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7816237129626005474.post-9005555564893160246</id><published>2009-05-14T21:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T22:38:49.408+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to school [Part 2]</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;DAY THREE&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to school early as usual. Wore our Convent baju KK as there was suppose to be some sort of "activity". At first went to the &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Abdullah Dewan (named something like that can't really remember the hall name) aka Mosquito Farm (thanks to the serious case of mosquito invasion)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; but the place was extremely hot and full of annoying mosquitoes buzzing around, sucking your blood like no one's business. So, we went to sit in front the padang sekolah, on a stone bench. It was rather cool there don't know why (such a weird place, some place extremely hot and some place cool). &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Then some eerie boys passed the place where we were sitting and made a stupid (I mean really STUPID) statement which was, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Why they all wear like that one?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I heard it as it was rather loud so I answered in a sarcastic tone (not sure they heard or not), &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Because we're special"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yvette was like,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"You also heard ah??"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Such question lolz. As it was Wednesday, so there was assembly and guess what?? &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The assembly was held in the field.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; And let me tell you something, &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HSBM&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;can really be converted into an insect farm.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The field was like place for massive&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dragonflies to hang out!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; The dragonflies were like buzzing all around you, swooping so close to you that you can hear the flapping sound of its wings which is of course super damn annoying, duh. So in conclusion, &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HALL AREA: MOSQUITO FARM&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FIELD: DRAGONFLY PARADISE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. I will update on other "habitats" of other insects in the school grounds later on once I find out about them. In other words any other Form6 students out there who are taking BioChem,&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; HSBM is the RIGHT place to hunt for insects for your Bio project.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Then there was this rather annoying prefect standing beside us (beside Sarah to be precise), wanna stand then just stand no need walk around and act all cis! After all the speeches and yada yada the assembly was dismissed but we were not dismissed (yet). But we don't care la, just stand there and chit chat lolz. &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Then come this particular malay prefect, who keep looking at HuiKian's&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hair in a weird manner as though there is something extraordinary about her hair.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I was like looking at her and wondering what the heck she doing. Then suddenly&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; she asked the upmost stupid, ridiculous question in history!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Your hair&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;natural colour ah??"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We were like "Duh, you blind??"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Rupa-rupanya she suspect that &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HuiKian dyed her hair&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; which was &lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IMPOSSIBLE as she was a really GOOD student&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WITHOUT any "school criminal records."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; After that it was &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"nail checking" session.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;All those whose nails are long or the hair tak sesuai, into the "penjara" you go.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; So that was what the cage thingy beside the field was for. &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;After that it was "station game" time.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; But of course the games were &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dead LAME&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; swt.&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Every station we went the task was singing, singing and more singing.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Their tujuan is to memalukan us perhaps. The school is sooo damn freaking BIG that running around made us dead tired. Was like a bunch of dead fish after the boring activity. After recess it was another speech session. Boring as usual then the awaited moment arrived!! &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GO HOME TIME!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Like kiddies, everyone rushed out the hall and home they go.&lt;br /&gt;_______________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;DAY FOUR&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrived at school and saw almost everyone excitedly tying and wearing the ugly fuggly school tie. &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Was not bothered as it was announced that you must wear by MONDAY.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Then the time came when they posted the name list of students in which class around the hall.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Was glad that I was in the same class as Yvette and most of the gang which also meant that it was class domination!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; No la, joke only, I rather keep a low profile and go unnoticed to avoid trouble lolz. Then the teacher asked us to choose class monitor all, but we did not in the end. &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Then we spent the entire day chit chatting in class as there was nothing to do. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Every time a teacher goes out, the class would be half-empty lolz. Everyone will be merayau-ing around the school. &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Not to mention our class was the NOISIEST in the block!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Then it was recess and back to class. Throughout the day only three teachers entered the class. &lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Poor HuiKian and Sarah as their form teacher was a really strict man. All kena whack by the book it seems especially the boys because of hair problem or some sort.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; After that went home and so the fourth day ended.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7816237129626005474-9005555564893160246?l=destinyaurora.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinyaurora.blogspot.com/feeds/9005555564893160246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://destinyaurora.blogspot.com/2009/05/back-to-school-part-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816237129626005474/posts/default/9005555564893160246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816237129626005474/posts/default/9005555564893160246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destinyaurora.blogspot.com/2009/05/back-to-school-part-2.html' title='Back to school [Part 2]'/><author><name>JANICE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18016294689005073780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7816237129626005474.post-8445492124021869154</id><published>2009-05-12T22:21:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T21:44:14.622+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to school</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;DAY ONE&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frankly the first day of school practically sucked &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BIG TIME!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; All the "agendas" were not on time according to the schedule which gives an impression that the &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;school board is soooo&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NOT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;punctual&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;They expect us students to be punctual but they themselves were late&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Ironic huh?? I thought so too. To make matters worst were the &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"agendas"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; or whatever you call it. Schedule perhaps?? Don't know and don't bother to think of the word. Anyways, there was all the &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"speeches"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"taklimat"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;more likely ranting you may call it&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; that &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I find rather boring and pathetic, not to mention meaningless as well.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Darn!! The upmost pathetic one would be the &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"NO COMB" policy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; which obviously meant that students were &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NOT suppose to bring comb or whatsoever that is related to a COMB.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Its damn meaningless really. Its not that I'm making a fuss over it (I don't need a comb judging by my hair) but its still a pathetic policy. And to top it all, there were rude and sarcastic teachers as well and I mean &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RUDE.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I must adit that I'm rather sarcastic at times but as a teacher, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;you should&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt; be encouraging&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NOT bombarding the students saying you can' do it!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; And they were also trying to "pull" science students into accounts or arts stream or whatever that is NOT science. Not that I'm complaining or whatsoever but come to think of it, for the sake of the school's pride, they rather sacrifice students future damn. You have to consider the student's coureer right not simply ask them simply take a stream, swt case. &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And there is this particular teacher which the name I know not, she was damn freaking rude and she forbid us to go back&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;eventhough it was all over for the day&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; It's like she envied us for going back early or something. One more thing is that the school is &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;soooo DAMN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;freaking HOT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and I don't know why. Its like an oven eventhough the air conditioner was said to be running. &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Its such a delusion!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I was deluded to think that HSBM was better then Convent thanks to all those tall-tales my brother used to tell me. But now I think Convent was way MUCH better and all those tales about HSBM are arrogations.&lt;br /&gt;__________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;DAY TWO&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second day of school was not any better at all. Arrived early at school thanks to Yvette. I noticed that the school has a &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;major mosquito invasion&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the mosquitoes were like soooo damn&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;freaking HUGE!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Then the punctual thing came into topic again, they ask us to be punctual but we waited outside the hall, &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;feeding mosquitoes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(the mosquitoes must be&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;delighted to have sooo many preys and type of bloods to choose from)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; but nobody came to open the hall. When they finally did open the hall, everyone (well, almost everyone) rushed into the hall. Then the ranting began *yawn*. &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It was teacher after teacher, talking,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;talking and talking about whatsoever subject they were teaching.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I found out that hardly anyone in the hall was listening as some were &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sleeping&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;talking to their friends.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Which of course included me as I wasn't really listening. My eyes were half-closed because of the lack of sleep and the droning voices of the teachers seemed like a lullaby that lulled me to sleep and that was exactly what I did. &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I slept!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; After what felt like &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YEARS &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;of sitting in those &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;blue &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;uncomfortable plastic chairs,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; it was recess time!! The long awaited moment!! Was a bit &lt;em&gt;sesat-ed&lt;/em&gt; during recess as I got seperated from the gang. The school toilet only consist of two cubicles!! Which meant everyone had to line up in a &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LOOONG line&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to go toilet. Bought &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tie (a&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;really ugly fuggly one to be precise) which cost a whole 10ringgit&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;school badges&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(ugly also in my opinion not coulourful one) which cost 50cents each.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Then it was back into the hall to continue the what I called &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"ranting sessions"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and as usual &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the teacher&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;was LATE!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Then the counselling teacher keep on ranting about IPTA and stuff like that which was really seriously boring!! &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I don't understand why must talk about all those &lt;em&gt;lililolo&lt;/em&gt; and she&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kept on making stupid jokes there, swt!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Then asked us to write our SPM results and what IPTA you wanna go and yada yada in a piece of paper and ask us to pass-up kononnya she gonna kaji (as if la, got over 400 students she really go read one by one??). Then the highly awaited moment arrived!!&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Going back time!! YAY!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now will update on third day and so on soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7816237129626005474-8445492124021869154?l=destinyaurora.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinyaurora.blogspot.com/feeds/8445492124021869154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://destinyaurora.blogspot.com/2009/05/back-to-school.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816237129626005474/posts/default/8445492124021869154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816237129626005474/posts/default/8445492124021869154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destinyaurora.blogspot.com/2009/05/back-to-school.html' title='Back to school'/><author><name>JANICE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18016294689005073780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7816237129626005474.post-7066282951534477038</id><published>2009-05-09T21:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T21:35:17.307+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Poor doggies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CLICK ME PLEASE...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mycen.com.my/rescue"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333811324994117442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mc3iG7Qoeqk/SgWBI-0630I/AAAAAAAAAGU/sEZuH3Mmqo8/s320/puppy_poster.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;its soooo inhuman of those humans who exiled those poor doggies to an inhabitated island to fend for themselves without food or water&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;how can such humans exists in the first place?!?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;come on la...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;what if it was &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt; who was exiled there without food or water?!?!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;what if it was &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt; who was the one forced to be canibals, devouring your own kind out of desperation?!?!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the dogs would be better of put to sleep or sent to SPCA or other animal shelters&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;not exiled to an inhabitated island to die a horrible death&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;damn you people!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;yea you can say that &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dogs are ONLY animals&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;they are still a LIFE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a life that no living thing on earth even humans are eligible to take away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;some might say that stray dogs often attack people or children&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but did anyone think why dogs do that??&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;usually kids and some hooligan-ish people actually provoked or hurt stray dogs by throwing sticks and stones at them...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;causing the dogs to attack to defend themselves&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but the blame always goes to who??&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the DOGS of course!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ok lets make it a lil' more easier to understand...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;imagine yourself as a dog...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wondering around looking for scraps or just lazing in a field or on a pavement...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;suddenly a kid came around and out of boredom or fun or whatever reason&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;started throwing rocks at you...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;what would be your reaction may I ask you??&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;see...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;that is the logic in all those dog attacks!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;not counting the &lt;em&gt;gila&lt;/em&gt; dogs cases la...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;gila&lt;/em&gt; dogs can't blame the cause they already &lt;em&gt;gila&lt;/em&gt; to begin with&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;this issue might even give other countries a bad impression on our country, saying that we abuse animals!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;please help those poor doggies if possible...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;come to think of it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;to all those house-doggies...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;don't &lt;em&gt;pandai-pandai&lt;/em&gt; run out the house and get lost&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you dogs are the few lucky ones to have love and meals everyday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;not like those swamp dogs...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rocky you better NOT run out &lt;em&gt;sesuka hati&lt;/em&gt; anymore&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;or I will NOT go and chase after you to bring you back home!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;don't think I'm just here ranting about dogs because I'm bored!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I do this because I care...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;do your part to save a life&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;its karma ok...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;what goes around comes around~&lt;/strong&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/7816237129626005474-7066282951534477038?l=destinyaurora.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinyaurora.blogspot.com/feeds/7066282951534477038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://destinyaurora.blogspot.com/2009/05/poor-doggies.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816237129626005474/posts/default/7066282951534477038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816237129626005474/posts/default/7066282951534477038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destinyaurora.blogspot.com/2009/05/poor-doggies.html' title='Poor doggies'/><author><name>JANICE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18016294689005073780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mc3iG7Qoeqk/SgWBI-0630I/AAAAAAAAAGU/sEZuH3Mmqo8/s72-c/puppy_poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7816237129626005474.post-7073265287673138791</id><published>2009-05-06T22:03:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T22:51:09.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pizza Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;VENUE: MY KITCHEN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PRIMARY OBJECTIVE: PIZZA MAKING&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;nothing much la...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pizza Day ma the day we make pizza only lo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE CHEFS OF THE DAY &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(INCLUDING ME LA BUT I NOT IN THE PICTURE)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mc3iG7Qoeqk/SgGavSgcJYI/AAAAAAAAAFE/MJTH5jNjXDY/s1600-h/DSC00094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332713570995807618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mc3iG7Qoeqk/SgGavSgcJYI/AAAAAAAAAFE/MJTH5jNjXDY/s320/DSC00094.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JORENE BUSY PILLING HER PIZZA WITH GOODIES!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mc3iG7Qoeqk/SgGbSwxhHNI/AAAAAAAAAFM/Wx-9X-iQQOA/s1600-h/DSC00097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332714180415921362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mc3iG7Qoeqk/SgGbSwxhHNI/AAAAAAAAAFM/Wx-9X-iQQOA/s320/DSC00097.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JORENE'S UNCOOKED PIZZA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mc3iG7Qoeqk/SgGbuoli9dI/AAAAAAAAAFU/QAryQGAXCCU/s1600-h/DSC00100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332714659254564306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mc3iG7Qoeqk/SgGbuoli9dI/AAAAAAAAAFU/QAryQGAXCCU/s320/DSC00100.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YVETTE'S GUIDE TO MAKING PIZZA FOR DUMMIES&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;STEP 1: SPREAD PIZZA SAUCE ON PIZZA BASE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332715668648136402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mc3iG7Qoeqk/SgGcpY3ujtI/AAAAAAAAAFc/5pdrtYzFV9c/s320/DSC00103.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LOOKS SIMPLY RIGHT?? WELL LOOKS &lt;u&gt;CAN &lt;/u&gt;BE DECEIVING!! LOOK AT HER CONCENTRATING...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;STEP 2: PILE UP GOODIES TO YOUR OWN LIKING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332716457414705058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mc3iG7Qoeqk/SgGdXTQVP6I/AAAAAAAAAFk/95UjkFQqjAY/s320/DSC00105.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SAUSAGES, MUSHROOMS, CRABSTICKS DOWN YOU GO!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;STEP 3: KEEP ON PILLING GOODIES UNTIL SATISFIED&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mc3iG7Qoeqk/SgGd6OzdlrI/AAAAAAAAAFs/o2lZ83gu53s/s1600-h/DSC00107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332717057515296434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mc3iG7Qoeqk/SgGd6OzdlrI/AAAAAAAAAFs/o2lZ83gu53s/s320/DSC00107.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAMS AND PINEAPPLES YOU NEXT!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;STEP 4: PILE UP CHEESE ON PI&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ZZA &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(LOTS OF CHEESE!!!) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mc3iG7Qoeqk/SgGewNQuSFI/AAAAAAAAAF0/rzmajzLhQ5M/s1600-h/DSC00108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332717984814090322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mc3iG7Qoeqk/SgGewNQuSFI/AAAAAAAAAF0/rzmajzLhQ5M/s320/DSC00108.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;STEP 5: POP THE PIZZA INTO THE OVEN AND COOK FOR 15MIN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WALAA!! THE PIZZA IS READY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mc3iG7Qoeqk/SgGfSQgQ2XI/AAAAAAAAAF8/vRkpLYSugoM/s1600-h/DSC00109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332718569800128882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mc3iG7Qoeqk/SgGfSQgQ2XI/AAAAAAAAAF8/vRkpLYSugoM/s320/DSC00109.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YUMMY!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was an enjoyable day...&lt;br /&gt;everyone enjoyed eating and making pizza&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EVIDENCE:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mc3iG7Qoeqk/SgGgPODOkZI/AAAAAAAAAGE/XrHfWm5XRj8/s1600-h/DSC00102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332719617113493906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mc3iG7Qoeqk/SgGgPODOkZI/AAAAAAAAAGE/XrHfWm5XRj8/s320/DSC00102.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MR. DANIEL LOW ENJOYING THE PIZZA!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TENGOK ASYIK SUNGGUH!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;owh yea...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;we also made brownies!!&lt;br /&gt;chocolate chunky brownies topped with chocolate&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;saliva drooling?? *chuckles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE BROWNY:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mc3iG7Qoeqk/SgGhRtZTmHI/AAAAAAAAAGM/BHTUwaH3zU8/s1600-h/DSC00101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332720759398963314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mc3iG7Qoeqk/SgGhRtZTmHI/AAAAAAAAAGM/BHTUwaH3zU8/s320/DSC00101.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IT'S BLACKY CAUSE OF THE CHOCOLATEY!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess this wraps up today's Pizza Day&lt;br /&gt;until next time~ &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7816237129626005474-7073265287673138791?l=destinyaurora.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinyaurora.blogspot.com/feeds/7073265287673138791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://destinyaurora.blogspot.com/2009/05/pizza-day.html#comment-form' 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-7816237129626005474.post-6920594613908964978</id><published>2009-05-06T21:06:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T22:02:55.608+08:00</updated><title type='text'>5th May</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;this post is as though I post it on the 5th of May so don't be confused&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;yesterday went out with Yvette&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE VENUE: JUSCO &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PRIMARY MISSION: BUY A PRESENT FOR MY MUM AND WASTE TIME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;drove to Jusco with Yvette in the front seat bising-ing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;parked the car yada yada...&lt;br /&gt;went to MemoryLane or some sort&lt;br /&gt;look for a teddy bear that my mum wanted&lt;br /&gt;sadly don't have already so just picked another one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bought the bear and a box to put it in&lt;br /&gt;the poor bear was stuffed into the box lolz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;later on went inside Jusco and look at the cards and bears there&lt;br /&gt;just look and kutuk ni la lolz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;rushed to McD in hopes of getting the 'lunch set'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;yea la cheaper ma &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;met many Convent teachers and students there lolz&lt;br /&gt;bertegur sapa a bit la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;bought burger and sat and eat &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;chatting for more then one hour there&lt;br /&gt;then went to buy cheese for Pizza Day&lt;br /&gt;off to &lt;em&gt;tapao&lt;/em&gt; waffles before fetching my brother from school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yvette bought kaya+peanut butter flavour&lt;br /&gt;which I find really weird lolz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;skip~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;skip~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;at home my mum keep on hinting about her birthday&lt;br /&gt;I just pretended not to know and ignore her&lt;br /&gt;she merajuk and don't wanna talk lolz&lt;br /&gt;fell right into my trap!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;later on my dad ask got buy any present for her or not&lt;br /&gt;then all wan put name in the present I bought&lt;br /&gt;so unfair!!&lt;br /&gt;but nevermind la I &lt;em&gt;baik hati&lt;/em&gt; lolz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;when she slept went to put the present in her room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;next day~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;she saw la of course and was quite happy&lt;br /&gt;later that day I went to buy her a cake&lt;br /&gt;all in all her this year birthday I spent RM100 =.=&lt;br /&gt;she excited la... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;her present: the teddy bear&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mc3iG7Qoeqk/SgGVj2YXEqI/AAAAAAAAAEs/WUgu4CsRD6k/s1600-h/DSC00089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332707876909028002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mc3iG7Qoeqk/SgGVj2YXEqI/AAAAAAAAAEs/WUgu4CsRD6k/s320/DSC00089.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;her birthday cake: chocolate moist from SummerBakery&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mc3iG7Qoeqk/SgGWKX3Bh-I/AAAAAAAAAE0/WgwdPbAI1mg/s1600-h/DSC00091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332708538731038690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mc3iG7Qoeqk/SgGWKX3Bh-I/AAAAAAAAAE0/WgwdPbAI1mg/s320/DSC00091.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;my mum: excited with her cake lolz&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mc3iG7Qoeqk/SgGWq8wqPtI/AAAAAAAAAE8/5wl7TLLcGtQ/s1600-h/DSC00092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332709098392272594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mc3iG7Qoeqk/SgGWq8wqPtI/AAAAAAAAAE8/5wl7TLLcGtQ/s320/DSC00092.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7816237129626005474-6920594613908964978?l=destinyaurora.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330722577515415986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mc3iG7Qoeqk/SfqH8Nz2CbI/AAAAAAAAAEk/_xrQDwb6pfA/s320/IMG_0393.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY 18TH BIRTHDAY TO MY BUDDY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MISS TAN JO RENE!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GOOD LUCK AND ALL THE BEST YA!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7816237129626005474-5159563903886065791?l=destinyaurora.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mc3iG7Qoeqk/SfqH8Nz2CbI/AAAAAAAAAEk/_xrQDwb6pfA/s72-c/IMG_0393.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7816237129626005474.post-7840184183216136794</id><published>2009-04-26T14:42:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T15:16:04.468+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Another Day of Outtings</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;as you guys should know...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this is yesterday's events&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was rudely awoken from my sleep by my dad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE STUPID REASON: FETCH MY BROTHERS FROM SCHOOL&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was like what the *tooooooooooot*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I slept at 2am the night before!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;was in a BAD mood the whole morning!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thought I driver is it?!?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Go fetch who and who &lt;who&gt;at what time and what time &lt;what&gt;"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;usually it was my parents who fetch those brats&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but now its all me me ME!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sungguh meng-what-the-fuck-kan!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then later JoRene sms-ed saying go Amanda's house at 12.30pm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;where can la??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;12.30pm need fetch Daniel &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so I said I will be there at 1pm like that...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;went to fetch him, drop at VeenChea's house to get some cds,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;take my brother go buy chicken rice and go home&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;change to motor and off I go...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yea la my parents are like that...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;when ask to fetch people will happily ask you take car&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but when wanna go out "Why must take car??"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;really celaka right??&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so I sortta speeded to meet them at Sentosa kopitiam&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;they last minute-ly changed the venua of meeting&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sat down and chit chat and ordered pasembur&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;after all the eating is done...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;went to attack Amanda's house&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;got my pressie from her&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hah!! as I though!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;they lied when they said they bought undies for me =.=&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;such liars cis!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lucky I got think a while and then decide that they were lying hah!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;she actually bought me a ring or actually 2 rings...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the 2 rings can be combined to form 1 ring!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okla quite nice... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thanks gal!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when parted it look like this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mc3iG7Qoeqk/SfQHXDTT1wI/AAAAAAAAAEM/KkHHRUSQalU/s1600-h/DSC00076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328892351690823426" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mc3iG7Qoeqk/SfQHXDTT1wI/AAAAAAAAAEM/KkHHRUSQalU/s320/DSC00076.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;when combined its like this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mc3iG7Qoeqk/SfQHtWOrvdI/AAAAAAAAAEU/vy02yg-I_4U/s1600-h/DSC00080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328892734728814034" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mc3iG7Qoeqk/SfQHtWOrvdI/AAAAAAAAAEU/vy02yg-I_4U/s320/DSC00080.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when I wear it look like this lolz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mc3iG7Qoeqk/SfQIfp19cHI/AAAAAAAAAEc/pJiilBs5Pu0/s1600-h/DSC00079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328893598987284594" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mc3iG7Qoeqk/SfQIfp19cHI/AAAAAAAAAEc/pJiilBs5Pu0/s320/DSC00079.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we crapped and yapped&lt;br /&gt;JoRene mum came so she went back&lt;br /&gt;followed by Yvette, GweiTheen and finally ME!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;that night went out with them again&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;went for duck egg char keoy teow&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;near Amanda's house mia&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;reached Amanda's house but she took like forever to come out DAMN!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;finally she came out la then off we go &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;went to park the car and everyone was like staring at us&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;for god-knows-why&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ordered our food&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;waited like 1 hour before the dish actually arrived!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yapping there like out own house lolz&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that went home la...&lt;br /&gt;then sleep lolz&lt;br /&gt;that's all&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7816237129626005474-7840184183216136794?l=destinyaurora.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinyaurora.blogspot.com/feeds/7840184183216136794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://destinyaurora.blogspot.com/2009/04/just-another-day-of-outtings.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816237129626005474/posts/default/7840184183216136794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816237129626005474/posts/default/7840184183216136794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destinyaurora.blogspot.com/2009/04/just-another-day-of-outtings.html' title='Just Another Day of Outtings'/><author><name>JANICE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18016294689005073780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mc3iG7Qoeqk/SfQHXDTT1wI/AAAAAAAAAEM/KkHHRUSQalU/s72-c/DSC00076.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7816237129626005474.post-1741780811250872257</id><published>2009-04-26T00:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T00:25:39.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another day's tale</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;ok stop giving me the &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"About time you updated your blog!!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; look&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I shall start about yesterday's happenings &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;was like&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; super duper damn freaking BORED&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; yesterday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mopping aroung the house lepak-ing here and there&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;yea la too free already ma...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;was supposed to go out with GweiTheen and JiaMin&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but all no transport so the plan was aborted&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so went and lepak all around the house and bullied Rocky in the process &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*laughs evilly*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;then later my mum came back and ask me &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Eh wanna go out or not??"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;since already bored to death right??&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so just say wanna go la apa lagi kan??&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;then later she say can go play bowling if want cause her school going also &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;then can be cheaper a bit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;asked Yvette to tag along &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JoRene can't go though &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so we went Pacific in the end&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;went to eat in a cafe called Delight Cafe&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the food sucks though lolz&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;only the honeydew thingy was nice&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;after that off to bowling!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;played two games then went to McD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bought some fries and drinks to snack on the way home YUM!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;went home and had fried rice for dinner&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;then its off to St. Annes hall for TaeKwonDo lesson&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(long time didn't go already lo)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the training was rather BORING&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;was like yawning about 10 times or more!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;then later on was intensed training &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;taught by SiuHong or whatever his name is I can't remember&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;then later on there was free sparring...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to my suprise the girl (I forgot her name as well)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;chose me to be her partner lolz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so in the end I had a new collection of bruises decorating my leg&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yea not to mention rather large ones&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;its like damn bengkak now and hurts even at a slight touch damn&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and last night I forgot I had that bruise and sortta "jumped" into bed&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;resulting in hurting it even more and me grimacing in pain gah!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;that's all for yesterday's events...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm too tired and sleepy to blog about today's events so I think I'll leave it for tomorrow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tooodles~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7816237129626005474-1741780811250872257?l=destinyaurora.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinyaurora.blogspot.com/feeds/1741780811250872257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://destinyaurora.blogspot.com/2009/04/another-days-tale.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816237129626005474/posts/default/1741780811250872257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816237129626005474/posts/default/1741780811250872257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destinyaurora.blogspot.com/2009/04/another-days-tale.html' title='Another day&apos;s tale'/><author><name>JANICE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18016294689005073780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7816237129626005474.post-4860605755970188467</id><published>2009-04-19T21:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T22:19:11.712+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Coming Soon~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;went to Sunway Carnival today &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;guess who I went with??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;went with unexpected people lolz&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;first time go out with them also la...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tak sangka they two also maniac and no meaning wan *chuckles*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;its Mong Ping and Janice (well not me Janice is the bangla Janice Moses)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;supposed to watch movie la...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;titled Coming Soon at 4pm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but reach Sunway Carnival late also&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so me and the bangla Janice went to get tickets while Mong Ping went to park the car&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;all thanks to the bangla...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;people say 3pm go she wan 3.15 go ish!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so off we went to buy the movie tickets&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the bangla keep saying wanna use the lift&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and she keep on going to the direction WITHOUT the lift...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;soooo no meaning...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I kept telling her but she don't believe so let la she go herself&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;memang betul I said &lt;u&gt;NO LIFT&lt;/u&gt; there swt&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so in the end we used the escalator and walked there&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but that movie only left the two front seats only...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;which is sooooo near the screen that you have to LOOK UP!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;if me I sure donn't wanna buy already&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but that bangla die also wanna watch that movie so she terus buy with me cursing her lolz&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;waited impatiently for Mong Ping &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;went to get drinks and off we go into the cinema&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the bangla was like asking us to take out our IC all swt&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the person taking tickets never ask also she wanna sibuk cis!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;then those two were like arguing for the middle seat lolz&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;in the end Mong Ping sat in the middle&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so the show began...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;at first it was confusing as we sat sooooo near the screen and can't see clearly cause the people all too big damn!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;start start already got "heart attack" parts *curses*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;then continue on la...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the show was NOT that scary la...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;quite funny actually and NO MEANING also damn!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the only scary part was the "heart attack" parts where the ghost suddenly pop out!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;its about a movie titled Revengeful Spirit&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a movie in a movie if you get what I mean&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the ghost will come and get everyone that watches a particular part of the movie&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;which is the lady in the movie getting hanged&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so the lady from the movie is the ghost that comes after those people and gouge their eyes out&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;just like the movie in the movie lolz&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the lady's name is Chaba&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but the ending was stupid...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;can say got no ending also...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the ghost just hang there and suddenly get up and said,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"You really wanna watch me die?!?!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;then end L-A-M-E&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we were laughing at that part lolz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;then we wandered aimlessly around for a while&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;then its off to Chai Leng Park for dinner&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;we ate char keow teow&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the chinese lady gave the bangla fork and spoon&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;she was annoyed lolz&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so she asked for chopsticks&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;after that Mong Ping bought &lt;em&gt;ahpom&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we went to her car and she started the car&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bangla said "You don't drive yet we eat &lt;em&gt;ahpom&lt;/em&gt; and relax"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I so happened to turn behind and saw a car waiting for us to get out cause he wanna park&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so I told this to them&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;we were like laughing so hard&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4 cars were waiting for us lolz&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wanna eat ahpom some more wakakakaka&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so much for "relaxing"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we were like laughing the whole way lolz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;we went to funfair after that&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;didn't play anything just walk around&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so we can tell everyone...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"We went to the funfair!!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;after that we &lt;em&gt;blah&lt;/em&gt; la&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;all the while joking about Chaba&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;our new cursing word-CHABA!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;its no meaning actually...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;damn I now terikut the bangla keep saying no meaning!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;they came to my house and played with Rocky that brat!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;seems that JoRene and Yvette went to QBM just now too &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(just assuming based on what I see and read lolz)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and kena accident&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hah see la I didn't go kena accident lolz&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;okla I think that's all&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I lazy to blog already anyway...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7816237129626005474-4860605755970188467?l=destinyaurora.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7816237129626005474.post-6895591867614469540</id><published>2009-04-18T14:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T14:28:09.111+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Another Day</title><content type='html'>this is actually supposed to be yesterday's post&lt;br /&gt;but due to my 'laziness' and 'buziness'&lt;br /&gt;I'll do it today&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was just like any other day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;L-A-M-E&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;B-O-R-I-N-G&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but that was before deciding to go out and lepak&lt;br /&gt;ahhh you guys should know the usual kakis' that I hang out with&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;our lepak location: Old Town Kopitiam near SMK&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;primary motive: waste time and money&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other than lepak-ing&lt;br /&gt;I also asked JoRene to bring some fishy for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;was supposed to be there at 3pm&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but I 3pm only leave my house&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;rushing some more cause thought they already there&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but as usual....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;they're once again &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;LATE!!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have such &lt;s&gt;punctual&lt;/s&gt; friends huh??&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;they don't know come from where wan...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;follow US time or don't know where mia time tsk tsk&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway in the end they arrived&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I was halfway through my so-called Ipoh Chicken Hor Fun&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it seemed like koay teow soup to me darn!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;can say kena cheated already lo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but anyway its a damn big bowl so was full in the end&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we crapped and yapped there like nobody's business&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the workers there keep &lt;s&gt;looking&lt;/s&gt; staring at my fish&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;didn't see fish before is it now??&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;some more ask me wanna sell wan is it swt betul&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that went home watch tv yada yada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;then went to taekwondo class&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;its been &lt;s&gt;a long&lt;/s&gt; I mean AGES since I last attended&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so was like a kayu there&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;stiff as ever darn!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then suddenly got intense training for black belts&lt;br /&gt;for some sort of national competition or whatever&lt;br /&gt;got one fella who is kinda cocky observing there&lt;br /&gt;but anyway his tips was useful&lt;br /&gt;so by the end of the day...&lt;br /&gt;I got a new collection of bruises on me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I actually got hit on my lips OUCH!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my hand's sporting a &lt;s&gt;large&lt;/s&gt; LONG bruise&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dunno how it got there also damn&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok laziness has just overcome me&lt;br /&gt;so I'm gonna stop blogging right now&lt;br /&gt;tataa~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7816237129626005474-6895591867614469540?l=destinyaurora.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7816237129626005474.post-485941396696459496</id><published>2009-04-15T23:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T23:16:35.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Movie Day!!</title><content type='html'>was like damn freaking bored today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;did the usual routine...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wake up, bathe...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;watch chinese drama which I'm addicted to...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;then went online&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw Yvette online then she ask me wanna go her house watch movie or not&lt;br /&gt;since I already damn super freaking free&lt;br /&gt;off to Yvette's house I go!!&lt;br /&gt;watched like a quarter or Madagascar&lt;br /&gt;then Yvette was suppose to cook maggie for me but&lt;br /&gt;she ask Ahma cook in the end ish!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;argued with JoRene about maggie flavour lolz&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;its was&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DUCK vs KARI&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but it was all delicious in the end&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but I still feel duck flavour a bit weird lolz&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eat maggie sambil watch a movie...&lt;br /&gt;what movie??&lt;br /&gt;don't ask me *winks*&lt;br /&gt;after that watched like a tiny weeny bit of Underworld3&lt;br /&gt;they find it boring it seems so changed&lt;br /&gt;to another stupid foolish movie called Zombi Kampung Pisang&lt;br /&gt;damn meaningless and boring&lt;br /&gt;almost slept&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;after that invaded Yvette's computer but her connection damn freaking slow like a slug&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so went out to watch itu dua orang bathe the dog&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;actually its Yvette bathe JoRene watch lolz&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;then YoYo was like running around with her body completly WET&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went home in hopes of catching the movie titled Switch&lt;br /&gt;Singapore movie quite nice and funny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;before that went to pump petrol for my bike&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and pump air in the tires&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;had trouble with the air pumping&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;then one malay uncle came and help me lolz&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lazy to write anymore so that's all&lt;br /&gt;toodles~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7816237129626005474-485941396696459496?l=destinyaurora.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinyaurora.blogspot.com/feeds/485941396696459496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://destinyaurora.blogspot.com/2009/04/movie-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816237129626005474/posts/default/485941396696459496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816237129626005474/posts/default/485941396696459496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destinyaurora.blogspot.com/2009/04/movie-day.html' title='Movie Day!!'/><author><name>JANICE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18016294689005073780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7816237129626005474.post-1974076057839797175</id><published>2009-04-12T22:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T22:34:16.791+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today is a Gift so its the Present</title><content type='html'>I just witness a dog fight!!&lt;br /&gt;well I was just exaggerating...&lt;br /&gt;it was not really a dog fight...&lt;br /&gt;more likely its two dogs "playing" or so it seemed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HOME: ROCKY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;VISITOR: PUPPY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ROCKY vs. PUPPY!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Puppy is supposed to be Jason's friend's doggy&lt;br /&gt;Yvette and JoRene saw it before...&lt;br /&gt;the white one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hmm it was supposed to be named Whitey but it only responds to Puppy&lt;br /&gt;so Puppy he shall be lolz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;can't really call it a fight&lt;br /&gt;because it was unfair&lt;br /&gt;Puppy was on a leash with Jason's friend holding it back&lt;br /&gt;while Rocky was free to jump and run around and "attack" at the same time&lt;br /&gt;without the leash I'm sure Rocky would be &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;DEAD MEAT&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;but that lil' pup is daring I must say...&lt;br /&gt;eventhough the white one is twice his size,&lt;br /&gt;he "attacked" the fella like no one's business&lt;br /&gt;such a dog!!&lt;br /&gt;well he's my dog lolz&lt;br /&gt;in the end guess which doggy achieved victory??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE WINNER!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; *trumpet blowing*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mc3iG7Qoeqk/SeH20hwqXNI/AAAAAAAAAD0/Yrkqm-VFSqw/s1600-h/DSC00062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323807616804740306" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mc3iG7Qoeqk/SeH20hwqXNI/AAAAAAAAAD0/Yrkqm-VFSqw/s320/DSC00062.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this lil' pesky furball won!!&lt;br /&gt;he is smart this fella...&lt;br /&gt;he jumped around and over the white doggy, avoiding the white one&lt;br /&gt;we stopped the "fight" when we saw blood&lt;br /&gt;at first we were all shocked and quickly check both dogs to see whose blood was that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it was Puppy's blood!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;his mouth was bleeding lolz&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the cause: his tooth came off!! *woot!!*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a bloody tooth...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rocky had to be restained from "attacking" anymore&lt;br /&gt;that pesky lil' furball is such a creature!!&lt;br /&gt;no words can describe him *confused look*&lt;br /&gt;finally Jason's friend took his doggy home&lt;br /&gt;Rocky looked sad and whined while trying to chase Puppy&lt;br /&gt;awww...&lt;br /&gt;well that's all for today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;now I'm craving for Rocky...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NO not the furry one...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;its Rocky biscuits!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hah what were you thinking?!?!&lt;br /&gt;man I loooove those *chuckles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div 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Present'/><author><name>JANICE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18016294689005073780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mc3iG7Qoeqk/SeH20hwqXNI/AAAAAAAAAD0/Yrkqm-VFSqw/s72-c/DSC00062.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7816237129626005474.post-53723130630029206</id><published>2009-04-12T16:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T16:37:12.404+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yesterday is History</title><content type='html'>yesterday went to my oh-so-dear-and-wonderful kumon *sarcastically*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the primary mission: retrieve the pay cheque while avoid being suspicious!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went together with Yvette at 10 something nearly 10.30am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;we &lt;em&gt;bincang&lt;/em&gt; a bit in my car on what to say if that lady asked questions&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yala we lied about going college and stuff what but I have a feeling Vanitha already knew we were lying&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after much &lt;em&gt;bincang-ing&lt;/em&gt; we went up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but Vanitha shooed us away!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;why that low-lying-irritating-big-headed lady!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;she gave us a "lecture" on how we supposed to call her first before going&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;she very important is it??&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;need make appointment all??&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;to hell with ya you nincompoop!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;in the end, she asked us to come back at 1pm&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;damn that lady!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;selfish-good-for-nothing lady who thinks she is so damn freaking important!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;VIP is it now?? *skeptically*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;if you VIP it would be the end of the world lady!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok enough of that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so me and Yvette decided to have breakfast instead&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;we went to our usual &lt;em&gt;kopitiam&lt;/em&gt;, SengSeng or something like that&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;had our breakfast and sambil itu sms-ed JoRene telling her that we'll be invading her house!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't blame us k? it's Vanitha's damn fault!!&lt;br /&gt;after breakfast we went to lepak at Wonderful a while&lt;br /&gt;bought some snacks as well despide knowing I was already damn fat and flabby lolz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;after we did our "shopping" it was off to JoRene's place!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;talked and crapped and yapped there&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;got irritated with her clock for showing the wrong time!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;got comfortable on her bed and made myself at home *chuckles*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;when we were about to leave, her mum sent us fried &lt;em&gt;beehoon&lt;/em&gt;...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;apa lagi whack la!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yvette kept bugging me to finish hers cis!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but I was adament to my answer NO eventhough she "begged" me lolz&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hey I'm not being evil but I was really damn full at that time!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;in the end JoRene did her the favour&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;well JoRene is the least stubborn among our lot and she tends to compromise more then we do&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so thumbs up to you gal but don't push it ok? *chuckles*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that we went to kumon (again!)&lt;br /&gt;this time it was rather funny lolz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vanitha saw us outside then she terus run to her office, grabbed our cheque and hurriedly handed it to us as though we were gonna kill her or something&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;owh whatever!!&lt;br /&gt;at least I got the damn cheque &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FINALLY!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&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='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7816237129626005474.post-5351286489231168411</id><published>2009-04-10T12:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T13:14:24.297+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ruined &gt; Healed &gt; Ruined (again!)</title><content type='html'>you guys must be wondering what I meant in the title huh?&lt;br /&gt;well this is a "short story" of my birthday outting...&lt;br /&gt;which was ruined at first but recovered later and ruined again later on...&lt;br /&gt;curious to know what happened??&lt;br /&gt;continue reading to find out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;birthday morning I woke up quite early to send my dad to Juru so I could take his car back...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;everything was fine then apart from the annoying rain of course!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;he even told me my mum told him to tell me not to go to Penang because it was raining... dangerous and stuff like that... the usual parent thingy sheesh&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;which to me was damn freaking outrageous!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but he "advised" to go before she came back anyway *chuckles*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so he went on his way and I went to buy roti canai for my brother before I went home&lt;br /&gt;when I was home I did the usual routine...&lt;br /&gt;watching the chinese drama and stuff like that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;suddenly my mum called and once again forbid me to go Penang!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I was soooo damn freaking frustrated then&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I mean who wouldn't!?!?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;people made plans and all already&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you say don't go means don't go already meh?!?!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;she continued saying that if I go also is my own risk yada yada&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;she always like that la&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but of all the days!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;why must you bug me on my birthday?!?!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;give me a break!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so I was cursing all the way as I told this highly ridiculous news to Aemus and Yvette&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my mood was RUINED!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but in the end decided to go anyway...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;then the stupid brat of a dog of mine decided to show his "courage" &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;he decided to squeeze through the fencing to get out onto the road!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so we spent another 30min figuring how to stop him from escaping&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;which of course sent out a string of curses from me (can't help it!!)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;come on why is EVERYTHING practically against me from going to Penang?!?!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;because of this stupid commotions...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we failed to catch Hotel for Dogs at Gurney (we had free tickets and that movie only one showing for that particalar day)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so we ended up in Queensbay Mall&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;well as our ORIGINAL plan was goddamn RUINED...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;we ended up wandering aimlessly once again *sigh*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but we sempat catch a movie though...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;titled 'He is Just Not Interested in You' or some sort&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LAME movie... 2 freaking hours some more!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;what is wrong with the world?!?! *throws hands up into the sky*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;owh we did had fun spying on a nearby couple making out though *hides a smile*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that it was back to wandering aimlessly!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;decided to go to Breeks for high tea/dinner/supper&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;save cost!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;we waited for like one freaking hour for the food!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;even my drink was half gone and Aemus had finished his spagetti!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;damn it bad service!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dahla charge service tax all but service slower than a slug cis!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;after that followed Yvette around Padini shop because she wanna shop for clothes *yawnz*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;she decided on two clothes then whan wanna pay she like don't wanna use her RM30 voucher&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;not worth it she says *unexplainable expression*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;we were like...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;then what you want?? buy whole store only worth it to use the voucher??&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so in the end she went to pay (finally!!)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and she still had to fork out RM40++&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me and JoRene was like...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;she wanna buy RM100++ then minus RM30 then pay the rest only she feel worth it is it?? lolz&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;off to the ground floor to shop for yummy snacks...&lt;br /&gt;after about half an hour or so we headed back home&lt;br /&gt;Yvette claimed she don't wanna talk to Aemus which was rather funny cause they ended up talking also anyway&lt;br /&gt;went home then waited to face the "music" from my mum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;owh but not so bad&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;as she practically IGNORED me so FINE two can play that game!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so its not my fault I'm that stubborn&lt;br /&gt;guess who did I inherited it from?? *sarcastic tone*&lt;br /&gt;its sooo damn freaking morbid that both Yvette's and my birthday were ruined by our respective mums!!&lt;br /&gt;ahhh I guess that wraps up this post then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;overall it was an OK day la&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FUNNY day lolz&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7816237129626005474-5351286489231168411?l=destinyaurora.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinyaurora.blogspot.com/feeds/5351286489231168411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://destinyaurora.blogspot.com/2009/04/ruined-healed-ruined-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816237129626005474/posts/default/5351286489231168411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816237129626005474/posts/default/5351286489231168411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destinyaurora.blogspot.com/2009/04/ruined-healed-ruined-again.html' title='Ruined &gt; Healed &gt; Ruined (again!)'/><author><name>JANICE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18016294689005073780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7816237129626005474.post-6637762637464029672</id><published>2009-04-10T12:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T15:43:50.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Many thanks!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;well first of all in general, thanks to everyone who:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~*actually remembered my birthday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~*wished me Happy Birthday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~*celebrated my birthday &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~*forgotten my birthday but claimed they remembered (lolz)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~*didn't even know my birthday until they had been told but they wished me anyway *chuckles*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this year I got quite a lot of sms and msn spams and calls from the most unexpected people!!&lt;br /&gt;well thank you guys!!&lt;br /&gt;but this year lack pressies!!&lt;br /&gt;maybe the fact that we don't meet each other like last year but it's OK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;personal thanks to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~*Yvette who wished me in msn and plurk and also celebrated with me (eventhough she bullied me most of the time lolz)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~*JoRene who wished through sms and also treated me to a movie (I still owe her RM10 because I lose the bet on who is Neil!! Hope she forgets *keep fingers crosed*)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~*Aemus who wished me through msn and tagged along on my birthday and made a hell of a noise until I wished I could just smack him in the face! lolz&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~*VeenChea who wished me TWICE because she just couldn't wait for 12am to arrive&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~*SueTeng who wished me twice also but she regard sending me an sms is a waste of money when she could pm me in msn (tsk tsk)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~*Lobhini who asked me stupid questions and wished me in the end through sms *chuckles*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~*HuiKian, GweiTheen, Pamela were those who sent me nice birthday sms-es&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~*Sarah who I thought had forgotten my birthday but she didn't!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~*Jadey who wished me through msn&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~*Swetha who proved that she didn't forget my birthday lolz&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~*Rosshini J and HuiSan sms-ed me too (unexpected but THANKS a bunch!!)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~*Andrea who wished me in my cbox (I just saw it!!)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~*JiaMin and Amanda who called me just to wish me!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~*YieMay who was the LAST to wish me (she claims that she did it on purpose!!)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to all others whose name I did not mention many THANKS!!&lt;br /&gt;sorry la too many people already...&lt;br /&gt;if list all will be a very LOOOONG list now also long enough already lolz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7816237129626005474-6637762637464029672?l=destinyaurora.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinyaurora.blogspot.com/feeds/6637762637464029672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://destinyaurora.blogspot.com/2009/04/many-thanks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816237129626005474/posts/default/6637762637464029672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816237129626005474/posts/default/6637762637464029672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destinyaurora.blogspot.com/2009/04/many-thanks.html' title='Many thanks!!'/><author><name>JANICE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18016294689005073780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7816237129626005474.post-56535934879950733</id><published>2009-04-07T21:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T21:30:39.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Plain Rubbish</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ugh... connection had been &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;REAL&lt;/span&gt; sucky this few days!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks to our broadband service: Streamyx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;streamyx service is getting from &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;bad to worst!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dunno what the hell they doing *pouts*&lt;br /&gt;wait...&lt;br /&gt;is it just me... or you guys having connection problems as well??&lt;br /&gt;owh forget it &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;streamyx SUCKS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and everyone knows it GAH!&lt;br /&gt;well after much procrastinating, I finally started on a story&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HOORAY!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok scratch that its just me exaggerating&lt;br /&gt;I think most of you guys already read this story before...&lt;br /&gt;or to say &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ROUGHLY...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I wrote this story as an essay last year for English class lolz&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;remember the "Tian Shi" story?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;well that's the one in a whole full version&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I had it fully modified and more detailed than the original version...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;names of characters had been changed, storyline had been modified in one way or another&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;from a 8 page story in a small exercise book,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it is now a full 5 chapter story or so I planned it that way&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (I'm only done with the first chapter so far and working on the second one lolz)&lt;br /&gt;hmmm so yea I'm quite satisfied with what I wrote...&lt;br /&gt;ok all these are just craps so ignore me...&lt;br /&gt;I only write for fun lolz&lt;br /&gt;I also have a knack of reading dictionaries this few days...&lt;br /&gt;interesting actually as I learned many new words *chuckles*&lt;br /&gt;one of my favourite word is &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DUNDERHEAD!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dunno why I just &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LOVE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; that word&lt;br /&gt;and the fact I kept calling people dunderheads wakakakaka&lt;br /&gt;I need to becareful though as many people want to slaughter me for that!! YIKES!!&lt;br /&gt;well there are oher words as well...&lt;br /&gt;if you people were observant you would have know!!&lt;br /&gt;go on.. check in your cbox or whatever!!&lt;br /&gt;did you find it?? lolz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;this post is fully RUBBISH so please just ignore it...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sorry for wasting your time reading these trash&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but at least I had fun *chuckles*&lt;br /&gt;tooodles~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7816237129626005474-56535934879950733?l=destinyaurora.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinyaurora.blogspot.com/feeds/56535934879950733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>April Fooled!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;this is gonna be the most ridiculous event in my life!!&lt;br /&gt;I've been april fooled by a white and brown furball!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;THE CULPRIT&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mc3iG7Qoeqk/SdQ-WGmscVI/AAAAAAAAADs/efXc-oFptb8/s1600-h/DSC00043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319945609282351442" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mc3iG7Qoeqk/SdQ-WGmscVI/AAAAAAAAADs/efXc-oFptb8/s320/DSC00043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;such a creature!!!&lt;br /&gt;I was woken up from my slumber by my dad...&lt;br /&gt;asking "Where is Rocky??"&lt;br /&gt;annoyed I answered "How I know??"&lt;br /&gt;was about to continue my sleep when my dad said Rocky lost&lt;br /&gt;I was like "WHAT??"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;searched high and low for the brat...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;thought he was doggy-napped as it was impossible for him to run out&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but still went out to find him with Jason's bike&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but there was NO Rocky!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so I went home...&lt;br /&gt;and my dad said he found him already&lt;br /&gt;I asked "Where??"&lt;br /&gt;and then I saw that brat!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;looking at me with his infamous big brown innocent eyes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;his head poking out of a...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SHOE RACK!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was like "WTH!!"&lt;br /&gt;and he just keep on looking at me!!&lt;br /&gt;cis!! geram sungguh!!!&lt;br /&gt;kacau my sleep and waste my energy go cycling to find him while he was sleeping in the rack!!&lt;br /&gt;stupid doggy!!!&lt;br /&gt;such creature!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7816237129626005474-9056803051945223736?l=destinyaurora.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinyaurora.blogspot.com/feeds/9056803051945223736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7816237129626005474.post-1633325999125393895</id><published>2009-03-31T22:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T22:57:51.309+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No title</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ok stop giving me the "Please update look!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause here I am updating the halve rotten blog of mine jeez&lt;br /&gt;well lookie here...&lt;br /&gt;I have completely &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; idea on what to write&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;infection of writer's block!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sooo badly wanna write but I have NO idea what to write!!&lt;br /&gt;its soooo ironic!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok lets see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;s&gt;loads&lt;/s&gt; I mean TONES of things happened this week and last week and the week before &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;*says lazily*&lt;br /&gt;yea yea I know it's been a &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LONG&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; time since I last updated&lt;br /&gt;perhaps ages for all I know...&lt;br /&gt;why bother anyway...&lt;br /&gt;this is the lamest blog in the world lolz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to make things short and easy...&lt;br /&gt;this is the summary of what happened ever since I neglected my blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;there was Pancake day...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Steamboat day...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tepanyaki day...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pancake day two...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Outing day...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Earth day...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and tones more of Other days...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is sooo ridiculous I can't believe I'm even writing this!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;owh!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I had a new doggy!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;name's Rocky...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;white lil' brat with patches of shaded brown...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;owh well he's a pesky lil' brat&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;naughty to the tip of his whiskers&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not to mention noisy as well jeez&lt;br /&gt;he practically whined and howled the whole night till the next day on his first night at my house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;he also have a knack of biting and chewing stuff&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so watch ur hands/legs or whatever body parts when you come visiting my house!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have teeth marks all over my hands and legs to prove it...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;that pesky lil' furball!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;he's &lt;s&gt;100&lt;/s&gt; 1000 times WORST then my Brandy!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;owh why did Brandy had to die?? *whines*&lt;br /&gt;now I'm stuck with that furball cis!&lt;br /&gt;always want to play only no people play with him he starts his whining!!&lt;br /&gt;but he's adorable anyway if you count liking to act cute lolz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as I'm writing all these craps...&lt;br /&gt;there is a &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GREAT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; plot for a nice story in my head&lt;br /&gt;but I just can't get myself to write it&lt;br /&gt;it's like I don't know how to write the story&lt;br /&gt;pathetic really!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;writer's block SUCKS!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7816237129626005474-1633325999125393895?l=destinyaurora.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinyaurora.blogspot.com/feeds/1633325999125393895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://destinyaurora.blogspot.com/2009/03/no-title.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816237129626005474/posts/default/1633325999125393895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816237129626005474/posts/default/1633325999125393895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destinyaurora.blogspot.com/2009/03/no-title.html' title='No title'/><author><name>JANICE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18016294689005073780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7816237129626005474.post-4232297216672191730</id><published>2009-03-18T17:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T17:58:12.922+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lalalalalaaa~~</title><content type='html'>ok lets see... *in a lazy tone*&lt;br /&gt;this whole week is completely &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BOOKED...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;went to Panda's house...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cook spageti, play saidina, win yada yada *yawnz*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mum cooked tea egg and tomyam...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yvette came...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JoRene came...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sarah came...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Panda PPK me!! *curse*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;chit chat...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;played Singapore Monopoly...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;won again... *types lazily*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;chit chat...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;visit Brandy's grave...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vanitha don't let me resign........ *yawnz*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh god this is so tiresome!!&lt;br /&gt;I'm too lazy to update anymore!!!&lt;br /&gt;for more information on our outings please click &lt;a href="http://www.foreveryourlullaby.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;HERE&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&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='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7816237129626005474.post-7785815819064338524</id><published>2009-03-13T23:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T13:49:58.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No Regrets</title><content type='html'>first of all.... *ahem*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YVETTE WHERE ARE THE PICTURES?!?!?!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok... *clears throat*&lt;br /&gt;this was suppose soooo suppose to be yesterday's happenings&lt;br /&gt;but...&lt;br /&gt;I had connection problems yesterday so I couldn't receive any pictures that we took from Yvette via MSN&lt;br /&gt;not wanting to disappoint you guys for having a picture-less post...&lt;br /&gt;I post-poned the post to today...&lt;br /&gt;well don't mind the pictures ok??&lt;br /&gt;you'll just kill me when you guys see those yummy-licious foods we had!!! *chuckles*&lt;br /&gt;nah...&lt;br /&gt;just kidding...&lt;br /&gt;I'll add it in when I receive them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NOTE TO YVETTE: PICTURES PLEASE!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be writing this post as though it was yesterday...&lt;br /&gt;so don't mind the 'date posted'&lt;br /&gt;lets cut the crap and get straight to business *ahem*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;THE DAY!!!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yea!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;today is not just any ordinary day...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;its &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;THE&lt;/span&gt; day!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeap...&lt;br /&gt;is the day we face our fears...&lt;br /&gt;the day where fate decides whether you'll cry or laugh...&lt;br /&gt;hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;sounds dramatic don't you think?? *chuckles*&lt;br /&gt;okok back to topic...&lt;br /&gt;its practically &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SPM RESULTS DAY!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up around 9.30 in the morning I think...&lt;br /&gt;because &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JoRene &lt;u&gt;said&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; she will be coming around 10 like that...&lt;br /&gt;and so she says...&lt;br /&gt;bathed and got into the &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;oh-so-ugly-horrible KK t-shirt&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then I began to &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WAIT...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thought JoRene &lt;em&gt;itu&lt;/em&gt; punctual &lt;em&gt;mia...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;manatau *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;watch some kinda chinese &lt;em&gt;kungfu&lt;/em&gt; show while waiting for her&lt;br /&gt;finally she arrived!!!&lt;br /&gt;at 10.30am... *pouts*&lt;br /&gt;skip skip all those booooring parts about buying credit reloads etc etc... *yawnz*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah...&lt;br /&gt;finally arrived at our destination...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SMK Convent BM&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; *says in a sing song way*&lt;br /&gt;pointed out at cars which we spotted as our friends' cars&lt;br /&gt;parked the car yada yada...&lt;br /&gt;on the way into the school we saw many people around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;some with crying faces...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;others with grim expressions...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;most just fled after taking their results and I just don't know why...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a few friends just didn't bother to greet us at all... *boohoo*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;majority of the people was expressionless... *stiffles a giggle*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we went awkwardly into the 'new hall'&lt;br /&gt;where the results were being revealed...&lt;br /&gt;as me and Amanda aka Panda was in the same class we went together...&lt;br /&gt;our teacher was Miss Ooi *grims*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;she gave Panda her slip and was like grinning from ear to ear because she got staight As' eventhough it was &lt;em&gt;rojak&lt;/em&gt; As'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;when my turn she look at my results as though disgusted or something by her expression...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the reason is because I didn't get all As' so in my opinion...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;with that face she looked at me...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'll say she &lt;em&gt;khua beh khi&lt;/em&gt; me or &lt;em&gt;pandang rendah sama saya...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;no offence this is just MY opinion...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;forget about it and we hung out and exchanged results with our friends...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JoRene scored straight A1s'!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;congrats gal!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a student was crying there so &lt;em&gt;terukly&lt;/em&gt; when she saw her results...&lt;br /&gt;she didn't get what she expected to get I think...&lt;br /&gt;but people said it was &lt;em&gt;karma&lt;/em&gt; that she didn't get it&lt;br /&gt;I don't know much but what I know is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;what goes around comes around&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;look I didn't mention names or whatever so don't get me wrong ok??&lt;br /&gt;its not like I wanna &lt;em&gt;cari pasal&lt;/em&gt; or whatever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm just expressing my thoughts in MY blog...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing wrong right?? *smirks*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eventually we went to breakfast after that...&lt;br /&gt;Panda keeps complaining that she was hungry *pouts*&lt;br /&gt;so off we go to &lt;em&gt;pokan&lt;/em&gt; or town...&lt;br /&gt;as in BM town la k...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ate &lt;em&gt;wan tan mee&lt;/em&gt; there...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;satisfying ya know...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;utterly delicious yum~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later on Panda keep saying she don't wanna go home as she was bored *annoyed*&lt;br /&gt;so we decided to go hang out somewhere other than Sunway as we already been there the day before..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so we just simply &lt;em&gt;ting tong tiang&lt;/em&gt; say wanna go Jusco&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since JoRene need return car or something (I can't remember what)&lt;br /&gt;she sent me back so I'll drive instead...&lt;br /&gt;in the end guess what??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my dad was sooooo excited about my results...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;that he actually allowed me to drive to Penang!!! *laughs*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then last minute JoRene' mum don't let her go... sad case...&lt;br /&gt;skip skip all the parts about fetching those humans etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;we went to JoRene's house in hope to persuade her mum to let her go...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but our attempt proved futile as her mum was adament to her answer-&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;NO!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;at least we got drinks though *chuckles*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;THE TRIP TO QUEENSBAY MALL, PENANG&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;drove to Penang...&lt;br /&gt;with Yvette, Panda and Sarah in tow *chuckles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;s&gt;was yapping all the way there&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hmmm scratch that...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;we were yapping throughout the day!!! *laughs*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to QBM parked the car yada yada...&lt;br /&gt;went to walk around and yap some more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;then decided to have high tea in Paddington House of Pancakes...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (don't know spelling correct or not &gt;.&lt;) ahh &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the pancakes there was DELICIOUS!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with honey and chocolate and any other flavours you could think of!!!&lt;br /&gt;ooops maybe I'm exaggerating...&lt;br /&gt;after that walkied around...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;went to Toy R' Us...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;er nop we didn't see Vanitha there&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (thank god!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kutuk and played with the toys there...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;off to Borders to look and drool over covetted books which we can't afford *sobz*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;then we went skating!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;inline skating to be exact...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;man it was fun fun FUN!!!&lt;br /&gt;too bad Panda and Yvette stuck themselves to the wall *chuckles*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me and Sarah each fall one time at different ocassions...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my knee is bruised now *laughs*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;used our "student card" and got cheaper price plus free drinks!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NOTE TO SELF: I'll NEVER leave my house without the trusty "student card" again!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after we played for an hour or so...&lt;br /&gt;it was &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;off to Breeks for dinner!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;there also got student offer...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;haha this time we got free drinks worth RM5 each!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ate some delicious food yet at reasonable prices...&lt;br /&gt;Panda was there complaining that she was sooo full and tired...&lt;br /&gt;which annoyed me actually *laughs*&lt;br /&gt;okla...&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired now...&lt;br /&gt;so skip all those eating business...&lt;br /&gt;and we went home...&lt;br /&gt;on the way went to see Vanitha to resign...&lt;br /&gt;told the biggest lie in my life but I don't think I'm gonna elaborate on that right now...&lt;br /&gt;my eyes are closed half-way down...&lt;br /&gt;*yawnz*&lt;br /&gt;that's all for now tataz~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the way forget about me posting any pictures at all...&lt;br /&gt;to drool over yummy food pictures...&lt;br /&gt;just move ur mouse over here and click &lt;a href="http://www.foreveryourlullaby.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;u&gt;ME!!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div 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Regrets'/><author><name>JANICE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18016294689005073780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7816237129626005474.post-1107292763094043637</id><published>2009-03-11T22:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T23:16:35.612+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Outing report~</title><content type='html'>went out with Yvette and JoRene today...&lt;br /&gt;hmmm with Cookie too tagging along&lt;br /&gt;itu Yvette suddenly sms me and told me to get ready at 12 something&lt;br /&gt;I was like...&lt;br /&gt;WHAT?!?! why sooo early?!?!&lt;br /&gt;I just came back not long ago to get my hair cut&lt;br /&gt;can't tahan too long and I look like a mad person *chuckles*&lt;br /&gt;and I was buffing an episode of &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;W.I.T.C.H.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; on youtube!!!&lt;br /&gt;I'm soooo addicted to that cartoon I don't know why!!!&lt;br /&gt;call me childish if you like I don't give a damn *smirks*&lt;br /&gt;but I know la...&lt;br /&gt;itu budak memang terkenal for her lateness&lt;br /&gt;so I just watch the cartoon&lt;br /&gt;and guess what??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I was sooooo &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;RIGHT!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finished watching an episode but she still wasn't here *chuckles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;waited for another additional 15min!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then she was finally here...&lt;br /&gt;went to fetch Cookie from BM Plaza then went to post office to get the parcel for Yvette's dog...&lt;br /&gt;funny name for a dog la...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YoYo Low&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; *burst out laughing*&lt;br /&gt;first time I heard a dog having a surname&lt;br /&gt;means my dog's name suppose to be Brandy Low?? *burst out laughing uncontrollably*&lt;br /&gt;wait damn looooong for them in the car *yawnz*&lt;br /&gt;after that we went to HSBM&lt;br /&gt;cause Cookie wanna settle his denda or some sort...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;then moving on to our main destination...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at first wanna go Jusco but Yvette complained there got no show 2 watch d&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so finally we decided to go to Sunway Carnival&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argued with Cookie on where to park&lt;br /&gt;we wanted the floor which the cinema was located&lt;br /&gt;and I was right he was wrong hah!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ALWAYS&lt;/span&gt; right *chuckles*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;park the car yada yada...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the cinema ticket counter...&lt;br /&gt;we argued some more&lt;br /&gt;this time on what movie to watch...&lt;br /&gt;Yvette wanted &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rasukan Ablasa&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, a horror movie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/rasukan%20ablasa" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 233px; HEIGHT: 297px" height="587" alt="RASUKAN ABLASA Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i562.photobucket.com/albums/ss69/akusikmok/gallery.jpg" width="351" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reluctantly agreed in the end&lt;br /&gt;not I scared la...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;just not fond of watching horror movie cause the ghost will suddenly pop out and I'll get a shock&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then they say wanna watch back-to-back movie&lt;br /&gt;so fine...&lt;br /&gt;argue again on what to watch *yawnz*&lt;br /&gt;me and JoRene wanted to watch Street Fighter&lt;br /&gt;but...&lt;br /&gt;Cookie don't want and Yvette wanted Kungfu Chef but I already watched that!!&lt;br /&gt;in the after much arguments...&lt;br /&gt;we settled for &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eden Lake~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/eden%20lake" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Eden Lake Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i454.photobucket.com/albums/qq267/streetdeal/rtuk_news_eden_lake.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sooo...&lt;br /&gt;it was &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;back-to-back HORROR MOVIE!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously I regret agreeing to watch those movies *swt*&lt;br /&gt;ok let me get this straight...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Rasukan Ablasa&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. only one word to describe it-&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;LAME!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the ghost sooo eerie and fake with green face&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; *lolz*&lt;br /&gt;3. instead of screaming, we were actually laughing in the cinema... I mean come on!! it's suppose to be a&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; HORROR&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; movie!!!&lt;br /&gt;4. I almost slept in there... yawned a couple of times...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Eden Lake&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. its a completely&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;STUPID&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; movie which make&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;NO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; sense &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AT ALL!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; come on la... the main characters are&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; soooo STUPID and SILLY that you might even think they have stones for brains!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. people said it was gruesome... &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;how disappointing cause its NOT!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. it has an utterly &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LAME&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ending also *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;4. I was scolding the main characters throughout the whole movie...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more ironic was...&lt;br /&gt;the person that soooo wanted to watch those horror movies...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yvette and Cookie were like scared to death in Radukan Ablasa *lolz*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;closing eyes all *burst out laughing*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you should see their faces!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yvette and JoRene find Eden Lake gruesome though...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;they said they almost puked!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah ya...&lt;br /&gt;not forgetting &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;we got Yvette her flip-flops which cost rm33.20!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank god &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I shared 50/50 with JoRene&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; or I'll be broke&lt;br /&gt;went to &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Good Master Bak Kut Teh&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for dinner...&lt;br /&gt;I think it would be the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LAST&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; time we're going there...&lt;br /&gt;wanna know why??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;that place is infested with roaches!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yvette was like screaming and jumping around when I pointed out a 'herd' of roaches on the wall behind her...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone was like staring at us *lolz*&lt;br /&gt;you should have seen her react *chuckles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;which made me wonder...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;are the food infested with roaches as well??&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ewww&lt;br /&gt;I sooooo don't wanna know!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;than those two keep reminding me about tomorrow when we get our results!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;making me nervous damn it!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that wraps up of today's happenings...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;p/s:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;by the way... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I've missunderstood that pengetua was the one making stupid rules...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;then later on I heard it was another Azizah who is the PK1 *swt*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and the uniform thingy was canceled...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;instead we had to wear those ugly-fuggly-hideous looking korikulum t-shirts!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;its better anyway...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7816237129626005474-1107292763094043637?l=destinyaurora.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinyaurora.blogspot.com/feeds/1107292763094043637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://destinyaurora.blogspot.com/2009/03/outing-report.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816237129626005474/posts/default/1107292763094043637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816237129626005474/posts/default/1107292763094043637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destinyaurora.blogspot.com/2009/03/outing-report.html' title='Outing report~'/><author><name>JANICE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18016294689005073780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7816237129626005474.post-8584592109407528012</id><published>2009-03-10T21:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T22:14:10.997+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's her damn problem?!?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;first she said its &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;COMPULSORY&lt;/span&gt; to attend school 1 week before SPM!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;now she says is &lt;s&gt;NEED&lt;/s&gt; I mean &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;MUST&lt;/span&gt; wear full school uniform to take our damn freaking SPM results!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHAT'S YOUR DAMN FREAKING PROBLEM?!?!?!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too free is it?!?!&lt;br /&gt;or be pengetua liau wanna tunjuk belang?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you're the &lt;s&gt;MOST&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DEFINITELY THE MOST HORRIBLE TERRIBLE VEGETABLE PENGETUA IN HISTORY EVER!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our ex-pengetuas were much much &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MORE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; better than you!!!&lt;br /&gt;yea mark my words!!!&lt;br /&gt;Fatimah Bi was &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DEFINITELY FAAAAR BETTER&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; then you freaking horrible woman!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;making all the stupid rules...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;making stupid statements that make simply NO sense AT ALL...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;giving stupid senseless "nagging" about attending school...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the list goes on and on *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;come on give us a break!!&lt;br /&gt;we're&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; SOOOOO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; out of your freaking school!!!&lt;br /&gt;we already &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LEFT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; that freaking abonimable place!!!&lt;br /&gt;please accept the facts and leave our lives alone!!!&lt;br /&gt;so what if reporter or whatever comes?!?!&lt;br /&gt;let them la...&lt;br /&gt;believe me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I not in the picture also I don't give a DAMN!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as I was already in the newspapers and had enough of it&lt;br /&gt;so reporters are no big deal to me!!!&lt;br /&gt;I've been there done that *yawnz*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;then those people who don't have their uniforms anymore how??&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;don't let them take results is it??&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we already leave school la...&lt;br /&gt;no use keeping those uniforms already...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mine??&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I already gave it away...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you now economy not good right??&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so people want it I give la since I don't need it anymore&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then you last minute want us to wear full uniform just to take results?!?!&lt;br /&gt;are you outta your mind?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;please go &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;bang wall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to get some sense into your head&lt;br /&gt;ask us to go home and change if didn't wear uniform??&lt;br /&gt;hey those of us no uniform already how??&lt;br /&gt;no need take results??&lt;br /&gt;don't wanna give me than you shall face &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Janice's wrath!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and still don't want give...&lt;br /&gt;it calls for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;DRASTIC &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;measures!!&lt;br /&gt;I will call my parents go!!&lt;br /&gt;see you wanna give or not hmph!&lt;br /&gt;still don't want then I will tell the reporters (if there are any around at that time)&lt;br /&gt;or I will just straight complain to PPD&lt;br /&gt;hah!!&lt;br /&gt;see what you wanna do then!!&lt;br /&gt;you kena pecat or what &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;NOT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; my problem...&lt;br /&gt;this is you sendiri mau cari pasal~&lt;br /&gt;so sendiri tanggung&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nono... I not heartless...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but this is EXTREMELY ridiculous!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think about it will ya?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;use your tiny weeny brain to think you &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;mud-brained-low-lying-two-faced-banshee!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;don't come and talk crap with me about being responsible or whatever&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;MORE&lt;/span&gt; sense than you right now...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;looking at the things and decisions you make...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;damn damn &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;DAMN&lt;/span&gt; ridiculous!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yea... I'm making a BIIIG issue about it...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so what??&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;this is MY blog right??&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have EVERY right to do whatever I like!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;not happy then just go away...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7816237129626005474-8584592109407528012?l=destinyaurora.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinyaurora.blogspot.com/feeds/8584592109407528012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7816237129626005474.post-3992594751434677495</id><published>2009-03-09T20:30:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T22:36:37.735+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Obituary dedicated to my lil' darling</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mc3iG7Qoeqk/SbUNn7eYPrI/AAAAAAAAADc/fcxe19FSnVM/s1600-h/P2180785.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311166315184537266" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mc3iG7Qoeqk/SbUNn7eYPrI/AAAAAAAAADc/fcxe19FSnVM/s320/P2180785.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NAME: BRANDY&lt;br /&gt;AGE: APPROXIMATELY 1 MONTH 3 WEEKS 1 DAY&lt;br /&gt;GIVEN D.O.B.: 15TH FEB 2009&lt;br /&gt;DATE DEPARTED: 9TH MARCH 2009&lt;br /&gt;TIME OF DEPARTURE: APPROXIMATELY 2.15P.M.&lt;br /&gt;CAUSE OF DEATH: UNKNOWN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;HIS STORY:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we decided to get a puppy after a loooong time of pondering thoughts...&lt;br /&gt;finally on the &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;15th Feb 2009&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, Sunday we went to the SPCA in Berapit to addopt one as it was cheaper and we can actually give a lucky puppy a new home and family&lt;br /&gt;and that's why his D.O.B. is 15th Feb&lt;br /&gt;the first puppy we saw was a &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;black and white puppy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later on a similar puppy but with brown instead of black caught our eye&lt;br /&gt;they are similar as they were brothers from the same mother&lt;br /&gt;too bad the puppy was one-eyed as the other was blinded by god knows what...&lt;br /&gt;pity the lil' fella though&lt;br /&gt;cause of the eye nobody wanted it sad sad&lt;br /&gt;but anyway we half-decided on the white and black one&lt;br /&gt;we took a look at other cute doggies there&lt;br /&gt;all were looking at us with pleading eyes as though hoping that we would take them home...&lt;br /&gt;pity the doggies there...&lt;br /&gt;many were abandoned by their heartless owners&lt;br /&gt;then we saw a half-breed dog&lt;br /&gt;we wanted it at first but a man said he wanted it first&lt;br /&gt;sooo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;we finally took the white and black puppy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before we went home the SPCA attendent gave him a jab for worms&lt;br /&gt;which left him squeling in pain... poor thing&lt;br /&gt;but its for his own good&lt;br /&gt;then we took him home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;he is really cute with his blur face&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dad asked us what name should we give him...&lt;br /&gt;so we pondered over it for some time&lt;br /&gt;all of us came up with stupid names which was ridiculous and funny&lt;br /&gt;until we reached home the puppy still haven't have a name!!&lt;br /&gt;so we finally decided on Brandy and everyone agreed&lt;br /&gt;so &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Brandy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; was his name...&lt;br /&gt;the white lil' rascal with black patches here and there&lt;br /&gt;the first day he looked really miserable...&lt;br /&gt;must be missing his mummy&lt;br /&gt;he refused to eat or drink, just lay there mopping&lt;br /&gt;but came the next day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;he refused to let me go to work!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;always blocking my way and wagging his tail&lt;br /&gt;don't let me take motor...&lt;br /&gt;so in the end I was late for work thanks to the lil' rascal&lt;br /&gt;when I came back he was over excited and keep barking in delight while wagging his tail&lt;br /&gt;then Yvette came and help me bathe him&lt;br /&gt;man...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;he is a flea infested puppy!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;thanks to Yvette all the fleas were gone after that&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;as she went flea-hunting on him&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;pulling out every flea that came across her...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so in the end of the day he was flea-free!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well at times he is a rascal but at times he is adorable...&lt;br /&gt;not to mention a stubborn pampered brat!!&lt;br /&gt;choosy as well when it comes to food&lt;br /&gt;love playing with him...&lt;br /&gt;especially with his &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;green tennis ball&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s524.photobucket.com/albums/cc323/snowfirez/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P2180772.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 434px; HEIGHT: 382px" height="713" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i524.photobucket.com/albums/cc323/snowfirez/P2180772.jpg" width="787" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he will chase and pounce on it with a funny look on his face&lt;br /&gt;as though curious and excited at the same time&lt;br /&gt;later on went to get his some treats...&lt;br /&gt;you know...&lt;br /&gt;chewing bones and yunny treats&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;there are sometimes he is such a rascal that I smacked him&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and he went into his box with a pityful look&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhh...&lt;br /&gt;in the end also I will pat him in the head and he will wag his lil' tail&lt;br /&gt;after a few weeks I noticed his stomach getting bigger&lt;br /&gt;but I just brushed it off saying that he was fat which was a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BIIIIG mistake!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on 3rd March 2009, Wednesday&lt;br /&gt;he couldn't walk at all...&lt;br /&gt;which really got me worried so the next day I took him to the vet&lt;br /&gt;with Yvette tagging along...&lt;br /&gt;the vet said there is 'wind' in his stomach&lt;br /&gt;bloated then press on his nerve or something thats why can't walk&lt;br /&gt;the vet gave some medicine for the fella&lt;br /&gt;but his condition didn't improve instead it got worser&lt;br /&gt;seeing him like a dead fish I took him to the vet again on Friday (not Bhavani the dead fish k)&lt;br /&gt;the vet gave him a jab and he whine in pain... poor Brandy&lt;br /&gt;then continued on giving him his medication&lt;br /&gt;which he refused so have to force him *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;then eventually from outside we brought him into the house on afternoons as it was VERY hot outside...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;put him in the hall&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;don't have to worry he will simply run cause he can't walk &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;on the fan for the fella&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my mum came back and said that we were pampering him&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ahhh don't mind her...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm glad I did pampered that lil' brat though&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today he was fine...&lt;br /&gt;just his usual stubborn self&lt;br /&gt;then in the afternoon...&lt;br /&gt;my brother, Jason came telling me "something is wrong with the dog"&lt;br /&gt;I was like what now??&lt;br /&gt;Jason said he won't wake up eventhough he shake him many times...&lt;br /&gt;so I went out to check on him&lt;br /&gt;he was soooo limp and cold...&lt;br /&gt;I panic la that time...&lt;br /&gt;shouting for my dad...&lt;br /&gt;after a while he died in my arms...&lt;br /&gt;there was blood coming out from his mouth and nose&lt;br /&gt;that was how it died...&lt;br /&gt;according to my mum he did bark out loud moments before he died...&lt;br /&gt;he never barked ever since he got sick&lt;br /&gt;so cried la the whole day...&lt;br /&gt;my dad burried him behind our house beside the mulberry tree...&lt;br /&gt;well Jason cried also... suprisingly for me...&lt;br /&gt;first he was fine then he was dead...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;may lil' Brandy rest in peace...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;this is something I haven't told anyone...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;last night I actually dreamt of death...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;not exactly seeing the creature in black cloak or something&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;in my dream there was a guy been eaten alive by large black bat-like creatures&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it was sooo real as though I was there myself&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I can even see the details&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the man was screaming while the creatures were tearing at his face and pecking his eyes out&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it was horrible actually...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I wonder...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;has that dream meant someone or something will die??&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;because Brandy died after that...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7816237129626005474-3992594751434677495?l=destinyaurora.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mc3iG7Qoeqk/SbUNn7eYPrI/AAAAAAAAADc/fcxe19FSnVM/s72-c/P2180785.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7816237129626005474.post-8038045915358519110</id><published>2009-03-02T15:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T15:34:54.855+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yesterdays' History</title><content type='html'>sorry guys...&lt;br /&gt;I was supposed to post this up yesterday but eventually I kinda got lazy hehe&lt;br /&gt;anyway... this post is about yesterday's happenings~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WE'RE IN THE STAR PAPER!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh... exaggerating as usual~&lt;br /&gt;don't mind me I'm a lil' mad thanks to all the boredom in the world *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;about the star paper thingy...&lt;br /&gt;yea we did appear in yesterday's newspaper...&lt;br /&gt;me, Yvette and JoRene posing there looking like idiots *chuckles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;pity Cookie wasn't in the picture but at least they did mention his name&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;he complained saying they didn't post about his interview and the photo shot they took&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;he complained its a waste of time *lolz*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;pity him wakakaka&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;another thing is sorry at charmander for asking her to waste money to buy The Star paper yesterday...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;we didn't know Penang and KL one got difference &gt;.&lt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;she walked a looooong way but didn't get to see us in the paper *chuckles*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;she kinda screamed at me in MSN &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;poor me~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I received sms-es from many of my friends as early as 10am!!!&lt;br /&gt;disturbing my slumber!!! *lolz*&lt;br /&gt;saying that they saw us in the newspaper...&lt;br /&gt;hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I was not content to the report on us though...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;they got my name wrong,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I look like a total idiot in the picture,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and the fact that I&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DIDN'T&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;win the hi-fi...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the reporter mabuk =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so terpaksa la go to Penang again&lt;br /&gt;need to redeem the prize right?&lt;br /&gt;so went lo...&lt;br /&gt;my mum &lt;em&gt;nge nge&lt;/em&gt; wan me to drive eventhough I don't wanna drive&lt;br /&gt;cause I don't know anything about Penang roads&lt;br /&gt;she say nevermind wan... PISA easy to go&lt;em&gt; nia...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but in the end she herself sesat then started yelling at me&lt;br /&gt;which makes me annoyed and pissed off&lt;br /&gt;reached there in the end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;got 2 more contest forms so went to spin the wheel again&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;darn&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;all they have were notebooks and pens!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went walking around while waiting for 5pm to arrive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally its 5pm!!!&lt;br /&gt;so they asked us, those who got the grand prize envelope&lt;br /&gt;to pick a number from the box&lt;br /&gt;to determine your turn when you cabut the prize&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I got number 10&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so need to wait quite long and by the time the grand prize which was the hi-fi was already taken&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;eventually my turn came so I went and just pick a piece of paper from the box&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and got a firefly ticket to Phuket, Thailand&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;disappointing actually as they only gave 1 per person&lt;br /&gt;I mean you expect people to go alone meh??&lt;br /&gt;its not that I'm an ungrateful brat you know...&lt;br /&gt;then took pictures again and my face came out in the paper again *swt*&lt;br /&gt;after all that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the fella say the wheel spinning prize now includes 3 ipods!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apa lagi I terus go buy newspaper for the contest form...&lt;br /&gt;sadly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I was soooo damn fucking close in getting the ipod!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but maybe it was just not meant to be lo...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;all the frustration~ *sigh*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;later on went to Queensbay to meet up with Yvette&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;chit chat and wandered aimlessly &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Queensbay is such a BORIIIING place *yawnz*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;eventually went to BodyGlove to meet UiSern aka Olang&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;can't really recognize him &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;go in BodyGlove talk to him a while then go back home...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I skip a lot of things...&lt;br /&gt;I'm dead lazy to type or do anything right now&lt;br /&gt;Vanitha doesn't want me to go to work today&lt;br /&gt;so I'm rotting at home right now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;when go work can't wait to come back home...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;when no work rote at home...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the irony...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7816237129626005474-8038045915358519110?l=destinyaurora.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinyaurora.blogspot.com/feeds/8038045915358519110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://destinyaurora.blogspot.com/2009/03/yesterdays-history.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816237129626005474/posts/default/8038045915358519110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816237129626005474/posts/default/8038045915358519110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destinyaurora.blogspot.com/2009/03/yesterdays-history.html' title='Yesterdays&apos; History'/><author><name>JANICE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18016294689005073780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7816237129626005474.post-2148609318214193612</id><published>2009-02-28T23:18:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T14:06:40.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday outing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;28TH FEBRUARY 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;today was a BIG day&lt;br /&gt;for...&lt;br /&gt;YVETTE!!!&lt;br /&gt;its her 18th BIRTHDAY!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s524.photobucket.com/albums/cc323/snowfirez/?action=view&amp;amp;current=vt.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i524.photobucket.com/albums/cc323/snowfirez/vt.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY&lt;br /&gt;BIRTHDAY GAL!!!&lt;br /&gt;FINALLY!!!&lt;br /&gt;YOU'RE LEGAL!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well on a good buddy's birthday...&lt;br /&gt;there &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MUST&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; be outtings and hangouts!!!&lt;br /&gt;what are friends for if they're no celebration for birthdays right???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this was our scedule today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. attend SMK Convent BM sports day&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. attend STAR Educational Fair at PISA, Penang&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. hangout in Gurney Plaza&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were suppose to meet at 8am or so says the birthday girl....&lt;br /&gt;but she herself reached there half-an-hour late which is usual because she is Yvette *chuckles*&lt;br /&gt;to tell the truth...&lt;br /&gt;I was a lil' late myself thanks to my brothers *roll eyes*&lt;br /&gt;to cut a loooong story short,&lt;br /&gt;I arrived in school also la in the end...&lt;br /&gt;met JoRene in the old hall&lt;br /&gt;saw ChiaChee and the gang...&lt;br /&gt;greeted me excitedly for god knows why *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;then went to greet Mr.Tham who was standing beside JoRene...&lt;br /&gt;talked about &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SPM results...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why must he bring that up I don't know why...&lt;br /&gt;anyway after a lil' chat with Mr.Tham,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me and JoRene went to the field...&lt;br /&gt;and a scene of chaos and disaster met our eyes!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ok... maybe I was a lil' exaggerating *chuckles*&lt;br /&gt;the juniors or so they seemed to be were a lil' lazy...&lt;br /&gt;they just recycled last years' stuff that we made *roll eyes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;was expecting more of green house or to be more precise, Zamrud&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;but was disappointed...&lt;br /&gt;they droop even lower than last year *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;the tent decorations wasn't that nice also...&lt;br /&gt;tsk tsk&lt;br /&gt;to be honest...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;IT SUCKS BIG TIME!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;why?!?!&lt;br /&gt;you people should do better!!!&lt;br /&gt;but sadly you didn't even put in the effort...&lt;br /&gt;the marching this year was a &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DISASTER...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;one word to describe this year's sukan-&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LAME!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the perbarisan started only out 'honoured-person-of-the-day',&lt;br /&gt;Yvette arrived~&lt;br /&gt;late as usual *chuckles*&lt;br /&gt;we lingered there for a while...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;kutuk-ing&lt;/em&gt; the &lt;em&gt;perbarisan &lt;/em&gt;and all...&lt;br /&gt;talked to Pn.Low and some other teachers&lt;br /&gt;ironically all of them...&lt;br /&gt;I mean &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ALL of them just had to bring up the topic about SPM results!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;tsk tsk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;making me more and MORE tension and scared...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok lets skip the boring parts...&lt;br /&gt;so the day went on that we continued our journey to fetch &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aemus aka Cookie&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he stayed somewhere in Prai or something...&lt;br /&gt;his name is Aemus so my mind terus jumped to Famous Amos the cookie brand&lt;br /&gt;and thus I gave him the name Cookie...&lt;br /&gt;eventually Yvette and JoRene followed by calling him Cookie *chuckles*&lt;br /&gt;it seemed that we got to his house earlier than expected&lt;br /&gt;so he was the one who was blur and late...&lt;br /&gt;late in the sense that he made us wait in the car for &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;15 whole minutes!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Yvette honk him but he didn't come out...&lt;br /&gt;me and JoRene started with &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Such an irresponsible guy!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Yvette called him after that but he not picking up so we assumed that he was bathing or something but...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;unexpectately he called back~&lt;br /&gt;so in a few minutes he was in the car and off we go to Penang...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we talked crap all the way to Penang...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;then later on we argued on where to go for breakfast...&lt;br /&gt;which was in the end proved futile as Yvette aka driver-of-the-day decided in the end&lt;br /&gt;ironically she was the one who keep asking us *swt*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;parked the car... entered the coffee shop name BJ something something... can't remember the full name...&lt;br /&gt;don't get me wrong for I remembered BJ only cause those 3 keep laughing at the sign&lt;br /&gt;actually &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BJ stands for Bukit Jambul&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; but our friends got a lil' dirty minded *chuckles*&lt;br /&gt;so we ate and crap some more...&lt;br /&gt;about an hour or so we decided to make a move to our &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MAIN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; destination~&lt;br /&gt;hopped into the car... paid the so-called MPSP fella then straight to PISA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not many cars in PISA yet as it was still early...&lt;br /&gt;so we got a nice parking space then we walked to the location where the fair was suppose to be held...&lt;br /&gt;as I said we arrived early thus we had to wait till it was time to go in&lt;br /&gt;the guard stood at the door stupidly to prevent anyone from entering&lt;br /&gt;pity JoRene as she wanted to go to the loo so badly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JENG JENG JENG!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;11am finally arrived...&lt;br /&gt;all the awaiting people &lt;em&gt;terus berpusu-pusu&lt;/em&gt; rush go in...&lt;br /&gt;why?? I have no idea&lt;br /&gt;once we were in we straight away spotted the &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Spin&amp;amp;Win contest booth&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we excitely went there to take our turn to spin the wheel&lt;br /&gt;but the booth was not ready yet or so it seemed&lt;br /&gt;the people incharge told us to wait for 10 minutes&lt;br /&gt;in that 10 minutes reporters from The Star newspaper came&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the photographer asked us to "pose" while holding Star newspaper which was what Yvette and I did because itu JoRene melarikan diri&lt;br /&gt;so we posed and we got ourselfs complimetary newspapers&lt;br /&gt;suprisingly with contest forms in it too!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;apa lagi cepat-cepat&lt;/em&gt; fill in la&lt;br /&gt;by that time I already got 3 forms *snickers*&lt;br /&gt;then we quckly get into line...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JoRene&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; took the first spin among us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TADAA~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she got &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;a notebook and pen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; *claps*&lt;br /&gt;after that I took my turn at the same time Yvette took the other wheel as there were two spinning wheels there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the first spin I got a...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;notebook and pen!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;at the same time &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yvette took her spin also and guess what she got MOVIE TICKETS!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; everyone cheered and wow-ed and clapped&lt;br /&gt;after that I took my second spin...&lt;br /&gt;I just simply spin and turn away~&lt;br /&gt;and guess what?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I got the STAR symbol which was the GRAND PRIZE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;everyone cheered, clapped yada yada&lt;br /&gt;then the Star reporter came and pull me to interview me it seems&lt;br /&gt;was quite awkward actually&lt;br /&gt;yala &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FIRST&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; time give reporter interview all&lt;br /&gt;that time I still left 1 more form but since the reporter wanted to interview me I gave it to Yvette and asked her to spin it&lt;br /&gt;halfway through my interview there was cheering and clapping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yvette got another MOVIE TICKET!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since Yvette and JoRene was there then they also kena interview *chuckles*&lt;br /&gt;the we posed infront of the spinning wheel to take a picture&lt;br /&gt;when we finished...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;we saw Cookie with newspaper&lt;br /&gt;haha he also wanna try his luck&lt;br /&gt;so he spinned and he got the STAR also!!!&lt;br /&gt;but sadly he just got a Fitness Concept water bottle...&lt;br /&gt;the GRAND PRIZE is only given out once every hour&lt;br /&gt;poor Cookie&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;he got the luck but at the wrong time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;no wonder the reporter so excited to interview me lolz&lt;br /&gt;yea I was the first person to get it in the first hour *chuckles*&lt;br /&gt;Yvette excitedly call her ahma to &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"report"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; this event&lt;br /&gt;ahma also seemed excited and asked Yvette to buy more papers lolz&lt;br /&gt;so Yvette go buy another one&lt;br /&gt;seeing her do that me and JoRene couldn't resist our temptation&lt;br /&gt;so we bought another one each also lo&lt;br /&gt;we fill in the form but decided to spin it when we were about to leave the place...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;eventually all the excitement made JoRene forgot that she had to go to the loo lolz&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we continued our lil' "journey" by visiting the booths there&lt;br /&gt;eventually &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;me and JoRene got split up with Yvette and Cookie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it took us a few hours to relocate them in the huge place and not to mention the never ending crowd of people&lt;br /&gt;in the mean time we spent our time looking around and filling up forms&lt;br /&gt;there is a booth who was giving lucky draws&lt;br /&gt;so we excitedly filled up the form&lt;br /&gt;the draw was supposed to take place at 1pm or so the person old us&lt;br /&gt;but...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WE WERE CHEATED!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;they didn't draw it cis!&lt;br /&gt;Cookie decided to be a gentleman and carried our goodie bags&lt;br /&gt;such a nice guy (Cookie don't perasan when you see this)&lt;br /&gt;we waited there like idiots and finally we got fed-up and left&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went to spin the wheel for the last time&lt;br /&gt;went we got there...&lt;br /&gt;there were sooo many people buying newspapers and filling forms all over the place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;this time JoRene got MOVIE TICKETS and Yvette got a Celcom goodie bag&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I spinned and guess what?!?!&lt;br /&gt;its the STAR again!! *faints*&lt;br /&gt;but the GRAND PRIZE for that hour was taken&lt;br /&gt;so &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I was given a big bag of goodies&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; instead&lt;br /&gt;well I shouldn't complain right?&lt;br /&gt;its better than Cookie's water bottle *chuckles*&lt;br /&gt;very tak sangka betul&lt;br /&gt;I usually don't have any luck at all in this kinda stuff&lt;br /&gt;but look at me!!&lt;br /&gt;I went home with a lot of goodies lolz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;oh yea even saw Sageena and Rusheni there&lt;br /&gt;saw Roshini's car but didn't get to meet the person lolz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after all the excitement we decided to leave the place and head to Gurney to watch movie and hangout&lt;br /&gt;we wanted to use the movie tickets that we got but sadly its for (*) movies only which are old movies to be precise&lt;br /&gt;so we had to fork out RM10 for LOVE MATTERS&lt;br /&gt;my money~~ sobz&lt;br /&gt;there was still a lot time before the show starts&lt;br /&gt;so we went for lunch in the food court&lt;br /&gt;and Cookie was kind enough to help me finish my rice which I couldn't finish&lt;br /&gt;then we went walking around and kutuk-ing here and there&lt;br /&gt;went to &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A&amp;amp;W to get root beers YUMMY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its been ages since I last had root beer&lt;br /&gt;but its not the same without ice-cream sobz&lt;br /&gt;with ample time to spare...&lt;br /&gt;we decided to go to &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Toys R' Us&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (my favourite store!!)&lt;br /&gt;we were enjoying ourselfs with the toys there&lt;br /&gt;then &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DENG!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE MOOD SPOILER!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vanitha came out of no where!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Yvette saw her she terus pull Cookie and cabut leaving me and JoRene there&lt;br /&gt;Vanitha said "hi" to us then we also cabut&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;chin sui lo!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after we met that &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;low-down-double-faced-wormbat-daughter-of-a-banshee&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;our mood of the day was ruined!!!&lt;br /&gt;even out luck was out after that&lt;br /&gt;we got into LOADS of trouble after the encounter with that &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dark-pure-evil-eerie-hateful-bashy-idiot of a lady&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;man I really feel like cursing her to the end of the world!!!&lt;br /&gt;but I'll skip that for now as this was suppose to be a Birthday post dedicated to my best buddy &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vt or to be precise Yvette Tan~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vt don't be terharu when you see this *burst into laughter*&lt;br /&gt;because of that &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;idiotic-brainless-mongrel-from-hell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;we got into trouble...&lt;br /&gt;at the cinema we were stopped at the ticket counter&lt;br /&gt;saying that we were not 18 and above as Love Matters was 18SG&lt;br /&gt;we dengan selamba just whisk out our ID and the fella let us through&lt;br /&gt;after that JoRene got into trouble with her mum about steamboat and stuff like that&lt;br /&gt;then later Yvette kena pulak call from parents and all that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the end we decided to go home with all the noisy parents making a commotion&lt;br /&gt;all the way Yvette got dozens of calls from her parents which eventually made her pissed off&lt;br /&gt;we got &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;McD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; on the way home&lt;br /&gt;after we ordered JoRene's dad called and said that they were on the way to the steamboat shop and asked her to join them&lt;br /&gt;he even asked whether we wanna join or not but sadly we were stuffed full of McD by the time&lt;br /&gt;boohoo too bad~&lt;br /&gt;crap all the way back&lt;br /&gt;sent Cookie home then went to put petrol&lt;br /&gt;went we reached Sungai Rambai to drop JoRene off&lt;br /&gt;the trouble began~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I saw from the side mirror that Yvette didn't close her pertol hatch!!!&lt;br /&gt;on close inspection the petrol tank cover was LOST!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Yvette was worried and started cursing&lt;br /&gt;she almost got into an accident as she was very preoccupied at that time&lt;br /&gt;so I took over and drove JoRene to the steamboat shop and drove myself home&lt;br /&gt;pity Vt...&lt;br /&gt;but she got over it already *chuckles*&lt;br /&gt;I must say&lt;br /&gt;it was an exciting and fun day&lt;br /&gt;until we met that banshee that is...&lt;br /&gt;I might missed out some stuff you know...&lt;br /&gt;for a story from a different point of view click &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://twodaysandonenight.blogspot.com/"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went home and told my parents about all the excitement&lt;br /&gt;since this was yesterday's story...&lt;br /&gt;I will continue today's story later tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I will be going to PISA again later today to claim my "grand prize"&lt;br /&gt;wish me luck that I get something REALLY goooood *chuckles*&lt;br /&gt;then I'll be in a REALLY gooood mood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I will update on it later on&lt;br /&gt;perhaps with some pictures of our goodies *chuckles*&lt;br /&gt;now I have to go take the contests form before my idiotic brother gets to it!!!&lt;br /&gt;he always wanna rampas stuff with me&lt;br /&gt;damn him!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&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/7816237129626005474-2148609318214193612?l=destinyaurora.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinyaurora.blogspot.com/feeds/2148609318214193612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://destinyaurora.blogspot.com/2009/02/birthday-outing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816237129626005474/posts/default/2148609318214193612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816237129626005474/posts/default/2148609318214193612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destinyaurora.blogspot.com/2009/02/birthday-outing.html' title='Birthday outing'/><author><name>JANICE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18016294689005073780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7816237129626005474.post-5001638176991362984</id><published>2009-02-23T23:02:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T23:09:00.897+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Charmander!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;u&gt;TAKE TWO:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mc3iG7Qoeqk/SaK7B3Vz49I/AAAAAAAAACU/Bd1mCYBk300/s1600-h/thumbnail.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306008951705560018" style="FLOAT: left; 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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mc3iG7Qoeqk/SaK68G5wDPI/AAAAAAAAACM/nlOTFwdIdvs/s1600-h/manda.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mc3iG7Qoeqk/SaK68G5wDPI/AAAAAAAAACM/nlOTFwdIdvs/s1600-h/manda.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306008852803620082" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mc3iG7Qoeqk/SaK68G5wDPI/AAAAAAAAACM/nlOTFwdIdvs/s320/manda.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HAPPY 18TH BIRTHDAY PANDA AKA CHARMANDER!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7816237129626005474-5001638176991362984?l=destinyaurora.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinyaurora.blogspot.com/feeds/5001638176991362984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://destinyaurora.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-birthday-charmander.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816237129626005474/posts/default/5001638176991362984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816237129626005474/posts/default/5001638176991362984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destinyaurora.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-birthday-charmander.html' title='Happy Birthday Charmander!!!'/><author><name>JANICE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18016294689005073780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mc3iG7Qoeqk/SaK7B3Vz49I/AAAAAAAAACU/Bd1mCYBk300/s72-c/thumbnail.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7816237129626005474.post-6825708999237602564</id><published>2009-02-18T21:03:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T21:23:08.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Brandy my lil' darling</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mc3iG7Qoeqk/SZwKQ-rKz1I/AAAAAAAAAB8/-gxBvUNtpuk/s1600-h/P2180792.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304125747953848146" style="FLOAT: left; 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MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mc3iG7Qoeqk/SZwH3sqAPpI/AAAAAAAAABM/laaVVrf5v-Y/s320/P2180774.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JUST FOR EYE-CANDY PURPOSES!! *CHUCKLES*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NO STEALING!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7816237129626005474-6825708999237602564?l=destinyaurora.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinyaurora.blogspot.com/feeds/6825708999237602564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://destinyaurora.blogspot.com/2009/02/brandy-my-lil-darling.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816237129626005474/posts/default/6825708999237602564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816237129626005474/posts/default/6825708999237602564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destinyaurora.blogspot.com/2009/02/brandy-my-lil-darling.html' title='Brandy my lil&apos; darling'/><author><name>JANICE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18016294689005073780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mc3iG7Qoeqk/SZwKQ-rKz1I/AAAAAAAAAB8/-gxBvUNtpuk/s72-c/P2180792.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7816237129626005474.post-8256247252328320714</id><published>2009-02-17T23:19:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T00:19:41.601+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bitter sweet</title><content type='html'>like the title says....&lt;br /&gt;this is a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BITTER SWEET&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; post&lt;br /&gt;there are nice parts and bad.... &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BAD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; parts (well for me la duh this is MY blog!)&lt;br /&gt;so which one should I write first?&lt;br /&gt;the good news or the bad news?&lt;br /&gt;hmmm....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well lets start with the happy one....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I got a puppy!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;white with patches of black here and there...&lt;br /&gt;named &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Brandy!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kinda cute la that lil' fella but very naughty and sometimes....&lt;br /&gt;a bit stupid (I don't know wanna use what word to describe &gt;.&lt;) quite noisy also... neighbour come back... &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bark&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I come back... &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bark&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dad come back... &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bark&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;open door also... &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BARK!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see the cat... &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bark lagi...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which is good but sadly the cat don't seemed to be afraid as it is much bigger in size&lt;br /&gt;it just sat there looking at Brandy lazily...&lt;br /&gt;poor puppy *chuckles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;bark bark bark then keep wagging the tail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but that lil' rascal is adorable trust me...&lt;br /&gt;according to yvette he looks like a &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;plush toy!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; lolz!!&lt;br /&gt;on second thought...&lt;br /&gt;she seemed to be right *chuckles*&lt;br /&gt;yesterday bathed that lil' rascal&lt;br /&gt;yvette helped and thus we got all &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wet&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; lolz&lt;br /&gt;that fella also seem to be choosy when it comes to food&lt;br /&gt;tsk tsk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok...&lt;br /&gt;enough about doggy topic...&lt;br /&gt;moving on~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been having fantasies and been day dreaming this few days *chuckles*&lt;br /&gt;all because I watched &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;underworld3:rise of the lycans&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/underworld3" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Underworld3 Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i245.photobucket.com/albums/gg46/crispi34/Underworld3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which eventually made me watch &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;underworld&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/underworld" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 358px; HEIGHT: 393px" height="676" alt="underworld Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i422.photobucket.com/albums/pp304/gabrielgrr/Screenshot/underworld.jpg" width="640" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;selene so damn &lt;em&gt;yeng!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;underworld:evolution&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AGAIN!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/underworld" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Underworld Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i636.photobucket.com/albums/uu88/mikeyo2009/underworlde3ze.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously you guys should watch the triology!!!&lt;br /&gt;so damn &lt;em&gt;yeng!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;especially the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;VAMPIRES!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;enhanced speed, strength, accuracy and agility!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;with those alien-blue-eyes...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erm minus the fangs though wakakakaka&lt;br /&gt;the lycans or werewolf okok nia...&lt;br /&gt;don't really like it when they transform into &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;eerie-hairy-drooling beasts&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;howling like nobody's business...&lt;br /&gt;well it is nobody's business unless you wanna be lycan's food!! &lt;strong&gt;YIKES!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now this is what a lycan looks like after transformation...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/underworld" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 429px; HEIGHT: 401px" height="542" alt="Underworld Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i589.photobucket.com/albums/ss332/Seprov/WilliamLycan.jpg" width="653" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;eerie huh?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yea I thought so too *smirks*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vampires...&lt;br /&gt;hmmm nothing much to say or show...&lt;br /&gt;they look like human...&lt;br /&gt;well &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ALMOST&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway here's a picture just for candy-eye purpose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/underworld" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 404px; HEIGHT: 415px" height="644" alt="UNDERWORLD Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i194.photobucket.com/albums/z33/sexytxtornado/VAMPIRE/underworld-character-wallpapers_210.jpg" width="693" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;heroin la ini *chuckles*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;gorgeous and soooo damn &lt;em&gt;yeng&lt;/em&gt; when in action!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the weapons they use also...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;fuh&lt;/em&gt; canggih betul (the modern world mia not the medieval times one)&lt;br /&gt;I mean take a look at their bullets!!&lt;br /&gt;UV rounds?? Ag rounds??&lt;br /&gt;better still silver nitrate rounds which oozes silver right into the lycan's blood stream!!&lt;br /&gt;well werewolves are somehow "allergic" to silver *chuckles*&lt;br /&gt;and their guns!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;waliau eh....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;geng&lt;/em&gt; man!!&lt;br /&gt;feel like I want also!!! *whines*&lt;br /&gt;the clothes also &lt;em&gt;yeng...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leather &lt;em&gt;mia&lt;/em&gt; all...&lt;br /&gt;lolz!!&lt;br /&gt;I'm soooo into vampires right now!!&lt;br /&gt;don't mind me *chuckles*&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could be one!!&lt;br /&gt;then I'll tear all those annoying once to pieces!!&lt;br /&gt;wakakakakakaka&lt;br /&gt;but if like that I cannot kena sun!!&lt;br /&gt;too bad booohooo~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*bang*bang* next topic please!!!&lt;br /&gt;well so here comes the "bitter" part *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday give vanitha (my boss =.=) call go office again&lt;br /&gt;so sien man...&lt;br /&gt;she lecture about me going back when marking not finished...&lt;br /&gt;I mean come on!!!&lt;br /&gt;I'm practically the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ONLY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; one marking english folders!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;one and only to be precise&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why can't you just hire more people instead of throwing all the new workers to the maths department!!&lt;br /&gt;have you no sense?!?!&lt;br /&gt;jeez...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"I don't know when you'll come in or go out"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bla bla bla&lt;br /&gt;you didn't fix a time for me to come or go did you?&lt;br /&gt;imagine...&lt;br /&gt;sitting there for &lt;strong&gt;HOURS!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;marking &lt;strong&gt;NON-STOP&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its back-breaking job man!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"By right you should make sure all the markings are done before you leave... That's why you're here..."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grrr....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"If there is too much markings then you should come and tell me and ask whether you can stay back longer or go back"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;double roar!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Next time before you go back you need to tell me how many folders left so I can plan bla bla..."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was like "swt!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;waliau pek chek ooo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no wonder jorene quit lolz&lt;br /&gt;my mum asked me to resign when I told her this...&lt;br /&gt;well I'll just tahan 2 and a half more months...&lt;br /&gt;then I &lt;em&gt;blah liau...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eerie mia boss swt&lt;br /&gt;hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;that's all for now I guess...&lt;br /&gt;I vent my anger...&lt;br /&gt;told about my day-dreamings...&lt;br /&gt;that's about all for now~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7816237129626005474-8256247252328320714?l=destinyaurora.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinyaurora.blogspot.com/feeds/8256247252328320714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://destinyaurora.blogspot.com/2009/02/bitter-sweet.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816237129626005474/posts/default/8256247252328320714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816237129626005474/posts/default/8256247252328320714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destinyaurora.blogspot.com/2009/02/bitter-sweet.html' title='Bitter sweet'/><author><name>JANICE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18016294689005073780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i422.photobucket.com/albums/pp304/gabrielgrr/Screenshot/th_underworld.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7816237129626005474.post-5649011347738526487</id><published>2009-02-15T15:24:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T15:47:57.618+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentine outing~</title><content type='html'>well yesterday was &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;valentines day!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out with yvette that si noisy *chuckles*&lt;br /&gt;went to &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sunway carnival&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and watched a movie titled&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; bride wars&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mc3iG7Qoeqk/SZfEnwMvTfI/AAAAAAAAAA8/t4FkMsrmf3g/s1600-h/BrideWars.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302923273484324338" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mc3iG7Qoeqk/SZfEnwMvTfI/AAAAAAAAAA8/t4FkMsrmf3g/s320/BrideWars.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which eventually cost me &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;rm9 for an hour and a half movie&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; tsk tsk&lt;br /&gt;my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;money fly away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; cis!&lt;br /&gt;but the show was ok la&lt;br /&gt;funny and hilarious&lt;br /&gt;then we go la...&lt;br /&gt;jalan jalan at sunway&lt;br /&gt;saw shmay playing the piano there...&lt;br /&gt;went to look at laptops....&lt;br /&gt;handphones....&lt;br /&gt;shoes....&lt;br /&gt;saw some convent gals there...&lt;br /&gt;and the list goes on and on&lt;br /&gt;I bet rumours should be flying around right now~&lt;br /&gt;not like I care anyway so forget I ever mention that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;itu budak pulak keep asking me to go sakae sushi with her&lt;br /&gt;tsk tsk she think I print money wan is it =.=&lt;br /&gt;thank god in the end didn't go&lt;br /&gt;instead she die also wanna go autocity mia starbucks&lt;br /&gt;so we went la....&lt;br /&gt;no choice she's the driver lolz&lt;br /&gt;so I kena drag go also lo....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after much cars and honks and cursing and massive traffic jams....&lt;br /&gt;we finally arrived at&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; starbucks!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;in full mind you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mc3iG7Qoeqk/SZfGYKWCUhI/AAAAAAAAABE/5ims--28evQ/s1600-h/starbucks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302925204647989778" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 275px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 275px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mc3iG7Qoeqk/SZfGYKWCUhI/AAAAAAAAABE/5ims--28evQ/s320/starbucks.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yvette got her coffee and we sat down and chat&lt;br /&gt;well that's what we do duh~&lt;br /&gt;and guess what...&lt;br /&gt;we saw the same convent gals from sunway right here at autocity starbucks!!!&lt;br /&gt;is that coincidence or what?!?!&lt;br /&gt;gawking at us like we came from mars or something *chuckles*&lt;br /&gt;well we practically ignored them&lt;br /&gt;that's what I do &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BEST!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;chit chat some more...&lt;br /&gt;then one of them...&lt;br /&gt;I forgot the name =.=&lt;br /&gt;come and ask the world's stupidest question that you could ever ask me...&lt;br /&gt;"you 2 couple ah??" that she asked&lt;br /&gt;we were like....&lt;br /&gt;"what the heck!!"&lt;br /&gt;I mean come on is not like we're les or what k...&lt;br /&gt;friends go out only...&lt;br /&gt;so don't go getting misunderstood&lt;br /&gt;then later we were joined by my mum!!!&lt;br /&gt;gosh!!&lt;br /&gt;lolz over-reacting&lt;br /&gt;and she have to bring that brat of a brother of mine&lt;br /&gt;and I have to pay for his damn coffee!!!&lt;br /&gt;money fly again~&lt;br /&gt;sobz~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;owh there's nothing much to write anymore....&lt;br /&gt;my house might have a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lil' puppy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; soooon ^^&lt;br /&gt;*chuckles*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7816237129626005474-5649011347738526487?l=destinyaurora.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinyaurora.blogspot.com/feeds/5649011347738526487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://destinyaurora.blogspot.com/2009/02/valentine-outing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816237129626005474/posts/default/5649011347738526487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816237129626005474/posts/default/5649011347738526487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destinyaurora.blogspot.com/2009/02/valentine-outing.html' title='Valentine outing~'/><author><name>JANICE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18016294689005073780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mc3iG7Qoeqk/SZfEnwMvTfI/AAAAAAAAAA8/t4FkMsrmf3g/s72-c/BrideWars.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7816237129626005474.post-2422140629505716512</id><published>2009-02-13T23:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T23:40:47.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally updated lolz</title><content type='html'>well its been what? ages since I last updated? *chuckles*&lt;br /&gt;yea yea cause I lazy to update and what's more there is simply nothing to write!!&lt;br /&gt;that is until now....&lt;br /&gt;tsk tsk I'm having &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;brain freeze&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; right now....&lt;br /&gt;wait is that even the right phrase?!?&lt;br /&gt;tak no matter lets cut to the chase&lt;br /&gt;last night went to the movies with my daddy&lt;br /&gt;watched &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;underworld3:rise of the lycans&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that movie damn nice le&lt;br /&gt;werewolfs and vampires!!!&lt;br /&gt;vampires are soooo damn cool...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;extra strength and &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;agility&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;....&lt;/span&gt; fuh I wish I had that *smirks*&lt;br /&gt;werewolf I don't really like cause they need to change to those eerie hairy beasts &gt;.&lt;&gt;&lt;span color="#cc33cc" size="5"&gt;free movies!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how?&lt;br /&gt;not gonna tell ya *chuckles*&lt;br /&gt;went to work lo as usual...&lt;br /&gt;work sux la... usual also...&lt;br /&gt;got anything else to write meh?? =.=&lt;br /&gt;seems like nothing already le...&lt;br /&gt;hmm yea great news now that my dragons have hatched&lt;br /&gt;going to &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"steal"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; more eggs *grins evilly*&lt;br /&gt;hey those dragons are collectible ya know?&lt;br /&gt;they can even mate or so it seems&lt;br /&gt;its kinda pity when people abandon the eggs cause its not rare&lt;br /&gt;tsk tsk &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;heartless!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well I don't care rare or not as long as I got everyone of them!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;gotta catch 'em all!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you guys can view my dragon collection at the side bar *smirks*&lt;br /&gt;to some of you...&lt;br /&gt;incase you guys don't know yet or you guys just don't bother checking your mail.... &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;(which&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;annoys me GREATLY)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;private web&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; has been launched and please check your mail to see if you got the invites as many parts of the web is locked and you need to register....&lt;br /&gt;other then that...&lt;br /&gt;only those invited once get to register &gt;.&lt; color="#3333ff"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;strictly PRIVATE!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you wanna peek also can't cause all the juicy parts are sealed *chuckles*&lt;br /&gt;that wraps up this post for now...&lt;br /&gt;until the next post....&lt;br /&gt;tata~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7816237129626005474-2422140629505716512?l=destinyaurora.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinyaurora.blogspot.com/feeds/2422140629505716512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://destinyaurora.blogspot.com/2009/02/finally-updated-lolz.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816237129626005474/posts/default/2422140629505716512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816237129626005474/posts/default/2422140629505716512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destinyaurora.blogspot.com/2009/02/finally-updated-lolz.html' title='Finally updated lolz'/><author><name>JANICE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18016294689005073780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7816237129626005474.post-7080085941667807633</id><published>2009-02-01T21:10:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T21:39:56.048+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A wonderful moment</title><content type='html'>yesterday was damn fun!!!&lt;br /&gt;owh... 1st we attacked amanda's house....&lt;br /&gt;we &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;gambled&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; there (haram mia) *chuckles*&lt;br /&gt;played 21 or blackjack or something like that&lt;br /&gt;whatever it was it was fun and frustrating at the same time&lt;br /&gt;at first played for fun nia....&lt;br /&gt;then the stakes went up and we decided to play with &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;money&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for a lil' fun&lt;br /&gt;nola we gambled &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10sen&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; nia lolz&lt;br /&gt;lucky gamble a bit nia =.=&lt;br /&gt;all loose to the &lt;em&gt;chong&lt;/em&gt; or ketua or don't know call what&lt;br /&gt;well yvette la tu...&lt;br /&gt;itu makan duit mia orang ish!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YVETTE MAKAN DUIT ORANG!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she makan ALL our duit!! (me, jorene, amanda and sarah)&lt;br /&gt;cis betul it must be that place very got &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;fengsui!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its true la... let me give you the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;evidence:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. she sit there all the while we playing and always win&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. later she shifted a lil' away from that particular spot and she starts losing (losing BIG time!!) *chuckles*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. she &lt;em&gt;boh kam buan&lt;/em&gt; then she shift back and start raking in money again (cis!!)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. that time I was lying down then I said I wanted a pillow and she threw me the pillow she was lying down on and guess what?? she starts losing again!! serve her right *chuckes* (she gonna kill me when she sees this yikes!)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. again she &lt;em&gt;boh kam buan&lt;/em&gt; then she start to rampas my pillow!! not only that she &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;kicked me off the bed onto the floor below&lt;/span&gt; cis!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;turns out that pillow belongs to amanda's brother, alex lolz&lt;br /&gt;then gamble until enough liau we decided to go yvette house but I changed my mind and went home to bathe dulu before going to pn. low's house&lt;br /&gt;was suppose to meet them at yvette's house but I sesat =.=&lt;br /&gt;so nevermind in the end go wonderfull &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;round round round&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; cause they sms ask me buy butter but no parking space!!&lt;br /&gt;in the end met them at &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maybank&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (actually I don't know where is maybank also I just simply round here and there then saw them lolz)&lt;br /&gt;so from there go pn. low's house lo&lt;br /&gt;on the way to her house I realized my car no petrol yikes!!&lt;br /&gt;my dad always don't know how to go put petrol when no petrol =.=&lt;br /&gt;but thank god it was enough to bring me back home later that night&lt;br /&gt;reached pn. low house and got ready for out 'bbq party'&lt;br /&gt;helped to carry chairs and table outside (we bbq at lorong belakang lolz)&lt;br /&gt;then played with &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;fire and newspaper&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; *chuckles*&lt;br /&gt;that's when &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;amanda got a lot of nicknames&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (as though her current ones not enough lolz)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;jorene called her bionic mouth&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; then &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sarah called her fire breathe&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I called her &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;charmander&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; *chuckles*&lt;br /&gt;and annoyed her as thought she really was a pokemon wakakaka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"charmader I choose you!!!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"charmander flamethrower!!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that really annoyed her *chuckles*&lt;br /&gt;then pn.low brought out fried &lt;em&gt;beehoon!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man that was damn delicious!!&lt;br /&gt;we were all &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"addicted"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;us: teacher what you put in your &lt;em&gt;beehoon??&lt;/em&gt; we addicted liau...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;pn. low: I put some kind of dadah inside (laughs)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we almost finished the whole thing&lt;br /&gt;but teacher take in what was left to keep for sinsian&lt;br /&gt;when sinsian arrived teacher give her the &lt;em&gt;beehoon&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the &lt;em&gt;beehoon&lt;/em&gt; left &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1 plate&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; nia lolz (the rest of us had double or triple servings ma)&lt;br /&gt;after savouring the beehoon we started to bbq!!&lt;br /&gt;teacher mia eldest son joined us&lt;br /&gt;that kid has mood swings man!&lt;br /&gt;now he would be rude and the next second he would turn into a gentleman!!&lt;br /&gt;at 1st all went for the sausages until it was no more&lt;br /&gt;then only ate the chicken, lamb and fish&lt;br /&gt;but the sausages itself was very filling for me lolz&lt;br /&gt;then suddenly seniors come pulak tsk tsk&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; party spoilers&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; *chuckles*&lt;br /&gt;chuichui and someone don't know who is that suddenly muncul&lt;br /&gt;then pn. low bring out red wine then we just drink la lolz&lt;br /&gt;the whole bottle habis (it was not full to begin with lolz)&lt;br /&gt;after the seniors went home we chitchat with teacher about this and that&lt;br /&gt;kutuk here and there etc etc&lt;br /&gt;we helped her clean up after that&lt;br /&gt;then took pictures and chitchat some more&lt;br /&gt;then it was time to go home...&lt;br /&gt;had a great time there...&lt;br /&gt;we talked and talked until don't wanna go home lolz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was rather boring at first...&lt;br /&gt;then we (me and sarah) decided to&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; invade sueteng's house&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we went la...&lt;br /&gt;I drove there and take sarah also&lt;br /&gt;then reach her house &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;chichat, eat cookies and drink shandy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then yvette came and the chichat continued...&lt;br /&gt;we quite excited with her dogs and want to see them&lt;br /&gt;but the dogs keep barking! lolz&lt;br /&gt;after that get angpow then go home lo lolz&lt;br /&gt;thats all for now lo....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7816237129626005474-7080085941667807633?l=destinyaurora.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinyaurora.blogspot.com/feeds/7080085941667807633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://destinyaurora.blogspot.com/2009/02/wonderful-moment.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816237129626005474/posts/default/7080085941667807633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816237129626005474/posts/default/7080085941667807633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destinyaurora.blogspot.com/2009/02/wonderful-moment.html' title='A wonderful moment'/><author><name>JANICE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18016294689005073780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7816237129626005474.post-932939513784351546</id><published>2009-01-30T21:29:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T21:02:30.218+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The day of invasion</title><content type='html'>yea yea today is the day&lt;br /&gt;the day we &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;attacked&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;and&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;invaded&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; a number of houses!!! *grins*&lt;br /&gt;this is roughly our scedule of today's event:&lt;br /&gt;1. gweitheen's house&lt;br /&gt;2. my house *smirks*&lt;br /&gt;3. jiamin's house&lt;br /&gt;4. huikian's house&lt;br /&gt;5. meiling's house&lt;br /&gt;6. jorene's house&lt;br /&gt;7. sarah's house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well well we started our &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"invasion"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; by &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"attacking"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; gweitheen's house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the primary mission:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;collect &lt;em&gt;angpows&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went la from house to house according to the list above&lt;br /&gt;spending about &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;30min-nearly an hour&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; at each place&lt;br /&gt;me and jorene drove and be "driver" of the day&lt;br /&gt;and the others all keep jumping from one car to another at every stop lolz&lt;br /&gt;tak loyal mia *chuckles*&lt;br /&gt;go everyone house &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;makan makan MAKAN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no need lunch also thanks to all the cookies and junk food we consume at each house&lt;br /&gt;safe money la... at the same time gain &lt;em&gt;angpow&lt;/em&gt; what *chuckles*&lt;br /&gt;then the usual la &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;chit chat&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"sampled" cookies&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and other foods, &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;took pictures&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;and every other stuff that we usually do when we gather&lt;br /&gt;its been a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;loooong&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; time since we gathered in a big group (last time gather in school ma lolz)&lt;br /&gt;that's about all I think....&lt;br /&gt;can't think of anything else to write....&lt;br /&gt;hmmm....&lt;br /&gt;I guess that wraps up the event of today...&lt;br /&gt;tiring yet&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; full of fun fun FUN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; *chuckles*&lt;br /&gt;owh yea I found a fan fiction site for eragon fans as well&lt;br /&gt;try &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;http//www.fanfiction.shurtugal.com&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and may the stars watch over you~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7816237129626005474-932939513784351546?l=destinyaurora.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinyaurora.blogspot.com/feeds/932939513784351546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://destinyaurora.blogspot.com/2009/01/day-of-invasion.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816237129626005474/posts/default/932939513784351546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816237129626005474/posts/default/932939513784351546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destinyaurora.blogspot.com/2009/01/day-of-invasion.html' title='The day of invasion'/><author><name>JANICE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18016294689005073780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7816237129626005474.post-1036650518568789845</id><published>2009-01-29T20:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T21:29:44.517+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Brisingr</title><content type='html'>hoho yesterday went to sunway carnival...&lt;br /&gt;drove there actually... but not exactly also....&lt;br /&gt;my brother go there to meet his friends so that time go I drove&lt;br /&gt;then mum say wanna go find her aunty... I also go la for the &lt;em&gt;angpow&lt;/em&gt; &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;drove there lo...&lt;br /&gt;go my mum's aunty house and &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"sampled"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; some cookies lolz&lt;br /&gt;yala I the 1st to open those untouched ones ma hehe&lt;br /&gt;then my mum and her aunty &lt;em&gt;pok pek pok pek &lt;/em&gt;there lo (usual)&lt;br /&gt;then I remind my mum we wanna watch movie wan so we take &lt;em&gt;angpow &lt;/em&gt;then left the house&lt;br /&gt;this time my mum drive to sunway (she have doubts about me going up the spiral to the multi-leveled carpark lolz)&lt;br /&gt;so went in the mall and straight went to purchase tickets&lt;br /&gt;we decided to watch&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; inkheart&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (I wanna watch underworld3 but mum don't wan so what to do just follow lo she pay wan ma)&lt;br /&gt;damn many people there man...&lt;br /&gt;so I got into line and berbaris to wait my turn&lt;br /&gt;got 2 eerie girls behind me keep talking (not that I have any prejudice but they talk &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;too&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; loud!!)&lt;br /&gt;finally bought tickets... movie starts at 3pm&lt;br /&gt;it was still early so we go walk walk and had kfc for lunch&lt;br /&gt;then went to popular!!!&lt;br /&gt;oh my god!!! I damn excited when I bought the 3rd inheritance book!!!&lt;br /&gt;the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;inheritance cycle&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; actually consists of a few books (I not sure how many in the set cause not all the books are out yet)&lt;br /&gt;the 1st was &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eragon&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; which I assume many people knew based on the movie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s524.photobucket.com/albums/cc323/snowfirez/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Eragon.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i524.photobucket.com/albums/cc323/snowfirez/Eragon.png" border="0" alt="Eragon" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my 1st book doesn't look like that though...&lt;br /&gt;I bought the wrong one sobz&lt;br /&gt;I bought the movie version wan so now don't look like collection sobz&lt;br /&gt;mine looks like this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s524.photobucket.com/albums/cc323/snowfirez/?action=view&amp;amp;current=eragon_movie.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i524.photobucket.com/albums/cc323/snowfirez/eragon_movie.jpg" border="0" alt="Eragon book" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the 2nd would be &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eldest&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (the movie not out yet)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s524.photobucket.com/albums/cc323/snowfirez/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Eldest.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i524.photobucket.com/albums/cc323/snowfirez/Eldest.png" border="0" alt="Eldest" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the 3rd book came out recently only but parents don't wanna buy cause say expensive sobz&lt;br /&gt;but I finally bought it!!! (after reading Eragon and Eldest twice I cannot tahan so I just MUST buy the book)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the 3rd book is titiled &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Brisingr&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s524.photobucket.com/albums/cc323/snowfirez/?action=view&amp;amp;current=brisingr.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i524.photobucket.com/albums/cc323/snowfirez/brisingr.png" border="0" alt="Brisingr" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man I &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;looove &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;the story&lt;br /&gt;let la I&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; looove&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; fantasy hehe&lt;br /&gt;dragons, elves, dwarves, magic... can't the world get any better? *smirks*&lt;br /&gt;just &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;looove&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; the dragons and elves!!!&lt;br /&gt;how I wish to have a dragon of my own *chuckles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when I went home I terus read the book hehe&lt;br /&gt;then at night my parents pull me away from the book cause need to go cousin house for dinner&lt;br /&gt;there met my &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;uncles&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;aunties&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cousins &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nieces &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nephews&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and the list goes on and on&lt;br /&gt;then chit chat la with my uncles and aunties (&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1st time&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in history I had talked this much with them mind you)&lt;br /&gt;crap la until 12.30am&lt;br /&gt;go home I can't resist the temptation to read the book so I read la until 2.30am&lt;br /&gt;then tidur la apa lagi lolz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today nothing much la I spend most of the time reading &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Brisingr &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(addicted liau!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;and when I get tired I went for a nap lolz&lt;br /&gt;had kfc for lunch (again!!)&lt;br /&gt;I was like wth when my dad bought back kfc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I just ate that yesterday!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okla I think I wanna stop already lo....&lt;br /&gt;book is calling me!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7816237129626005474-1036650518568789845?l=destinyaurora.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinyaurora.blogspot.com/feeds/1036650518568789845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://destinyaurora.blogspot.com/2009/01/brisingr.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816237129626005474/posts/default/1036650518568789845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816237129626005474/posts/default/1036650518568789845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destinyaurora.blogspot.com/2009/01/brisingr.html' title='Brisingr'/><author><name>JANICE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18016294689005073780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7816237129626005474.post-4558610676608131829</id><published>2009-01-27T21:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T20:37:45.484+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy CNY!!!</title><content type='html'>yesterday was the 1st day of &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CNY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (maafla I malas wanna type long long &gt;&lt;) as usual wake up then go take &lt;em&gt;angpow&lt;/em&gt; from parents....&lt;br /&gt;after that went out to visit some relatives, on the way I was wishing for &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MORE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;angpows' &lt;/em&gt;this year (sadly I think my wish isn't coming true sobz)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1st stop: my dad's uncle mia house&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go there not so nice la...&lt;br /&gt;reasons:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. the house is atap roof wan so hor... it gets really hot and I mean &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;REALLY HOT!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. the people there I tak kenal pun (ironically is my relatives)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. the &lt;em&gt;angpow&lt;/em&gt; there.... aiyo not say wanna complain la but leh hor &lt;em&gt;angpow&lt;/em&gt; kat situ only RM1-RM2 nia tsk tsk&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since we were already late so we didn't stop there too long&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2nd stop: my granpa's house&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we already late so by the time we reach the place was overcrowding with people of all ages LOLZ!&lt;br /&gt;apa lagi started la the BIG mission: &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;COLLECT &lt;em&gt;ANGPOWS!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;chiong&lt;/em&gt; ah!!!!&lt;br /&gt;go around collecting here and there&lt;br /&gt;and whenthey did'n automatic give then have to la &lt;em&gt;bin pui kau&lt;/em&gt; a bit go ask tsk tsk&lt;br /&gt;itu sana mia all old fashion mia orang&lt;br /&gt;u takde ask they buat tak tau cis (not all la... MOST of them)&lt;br /&gt;as the year pass by I semakin beh syok&lt;br /&gt;yala get more older &lt;em&gt;angpow&lt;/em&gt; get lesser padahal banyak orang yang kahwin!!&lt;br /&gt;tak tau semua hilang pergi mana tsk tsk&lt;br /&gt;most of the &lt;em&gt;angpow&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;rupa saja cantik tapi isi tak cantik&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats why can't judge a book by its cover lo... it can be deceiving!!&lt;br /&gt;this year many people keep asking whether they gave me &lt;em&gt;angpow &lt;/em&gt;or not (they gave already)&lt;br /&gt;but I very &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;honest&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; la I said they gave already (think about it... if I say didn't give then I'll get more lolz)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after what seemed like ages there (yala semua orang balik liau =.=)&lt;br /&gt;we finally made a move...&lt;br /&gt;on the way back home my dad got a call from my uncle&lt;br /&gt;asking us to go to my dad's uncle mia house again&lt;br /&gt;yaya the same wan that we went this morning&lt;br /&gt;my mum say don't wanna go...&lt;br /&gt;tired it seems lolz&lt;br /&gt;but me and my brother all go la&lt;br /&gt;yala the motive is angpow nia hehe&lt;br /&gt;so ma go lo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3rd stop: dad's uncle mia house (repeated visit)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seems like my uncles, cousins and aunties were all there&lt;br /&gt;started collecting &lt;em&gt;angpows &lt;/em&gt;lo once we reach&lt;br /&gt;my dad mia uncle gave us another &lt;em&gt;angpow&lt;/em&gt; eventhough he already gave us this morning&lt;br /&gt;we told him but he still give so just take lo lolz he old liau ma&lt;br /&gt;then my 2nd uncle talk to me about college bla bla (to make things short its about education)&lt;br /&gt;biasa la my that uncle lolz&lt;br /&gt;then later on he dragged me to my 3rd uncle and ask me to talk to him (about education)&lt;br /&gt;so talk lo...&lt;br /&gt;kebetulan my cousin mabel and mavis was there&lt;br /&gt;so my 2nd uncle ask me talk to them also&lt;br /&gt;so talked la quite long about college form6 yada yada&lt;br /&gt;after that went out and join my dad and uncle and cousin&lt;br /&gt;they talking about business don't know what art of war or whatever crap&lt;br /&gt;nothing to do ma so just grab a drink and chair and sit down and listen&lt;br /&gt;the "meeting" bersurai when my 2nd uncle going back (he stay in penang ma)&lt;br /&gt;not long after that all started to go home&lt;br /&gt;my another uncle invite us to dinner at his house that night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went home have a snack, watch tv, bathe and rest&lt;br /&gt;then terus went to my uncle's house&lt;br /&gt;had dinner and collect some more uncollected &lt;em&gt;angpows&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then my mum wanna go her cousin house pulak&lt;br /&gt;I reluctantly follow&lt;br /&gt;I don't like la there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the kiddies so damn noisy &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the adults also apa kurangnya&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;shouting shouting like market =.=&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;then kids started screaming and rampas-ing toys and ended up crying swt&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tried to watch ahlong movie in the middle of that din&lt;br /&gt;didn't really enjoy the movie cause ntv7 cut so many funny parts and the everlasting noisy-ness of the people all around GAH!!!&lt;br /&gt;eventually got bored (usual)&lt;br /&gt;around 12 something in the morning only they finally wanna bersurai&lt;br /&gt;reached home around 1am like that&lt;br /&gt;bathe then tidur....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today went to my babysitter house&lt;br /&gt;had &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nasi lemak&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; there for lunch (special mia outside none wan hehe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;delicious &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;until I had 2 servings lolz&lt;br /&gt;also ate&lt;em&gt; tongsui&lt;/em&gt; with birdnest&lt;br /&gt;then of course the MAIN agenda: &lt;em&gt;angpows!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha after that went to my &lt;em&gt;ahma&lt;/em&gt; house&lt;br /&gt;sit sit a while, take angpow then bla lolz&lt;br /&gt;oh ya not forgetting I drove the whole day lolz&lt;br /&gt;my mum didn't shout la (at least if not I pekak =.=)&lt;br /&gt;went home watch tv then had dinner&lt;br /&gt;overall this cny not that nice (little angpows and no mood)&lt;br /&gt;that's all about my cny this year (for now might be continued....)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7816237129626005474-4558610676608131829?l=destinyaurora.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinyaurora.blogspot.com/feeds/4558610676608131829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://destinyaurora.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-cny.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816237129626005474/posts/default/4558610676608131829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816237129626005474/posts/default/4558610676608131829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destinyaurora.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-cny.html' title='Happy CNY!!!'/><author><name>JANICE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18016294689005073780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7816237129626005474.post-8340921432179230844</id><published>2009-01-21T20:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T21:55:15.934+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A lil' 2 day story~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tuesday~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;itu budak yvette suppose to come my house to take some stuff&lt;br /&gt;coloured rice and paper cups cause she wanna make choco cornflakes also&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(ps. she don't know what is coloured rice!!!! &gt;.&lt;)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok nevermind skip that....&lt;br /&gt;well she was suppose to come after work&lt;br /&gt;guess what??&lt;br /&gt;I waited for her until I almost fell asleep cis!!&lt;br /&gt;from after work she say 3 something only come&lt;br /&gt;her "3 something" also no &lt;em&gt;chun&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;mia&lt;br /&gt;I was reading Eragon book (again!)&lt;br /&gt;eventually almost the whole morning and afternoon la&lt;br /&gt;then after that I got kinda bored....&lt;br /&gt;hmmm.... scrap that....&lt;br /&gt;it was actually &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;damn bored!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I turned and looked around my room for something to do....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tadaaaa!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reached out to my a-bit-spoilt-and-crazy gameboy&lt;br /&gt;apa lagi...&lt;br /&gt;main la abo do what....&lt;br /&gt;eventually got bored pretty fast (lame game etc....)&lt;br /&gt;then I terus go find my mum (who was sleeeping....)&lt;br /&gt;and told her I tak mau wait for itu budak and wanna terus go out buy stuff from eazy bake&lt;br /&gt;but.....&lt;br /&gt;nooooooo.....&lt;br /&gt;she ask me wait for itu budak come dulu baru go =.=&lt;br /&gt;fineeeee&lt;br /&gt;so I waited~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and wait~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and wait~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;finally!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she came and start to noisy (duh usual la)&lt;br /&gt;then she go la try all d biscuits I made etc etc&lt;br /&gt;then suddenly.... (make a bit suspense la hehe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yvette: eh kia go out.... go jusco....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me: huh?? really ah??&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yvette: yala!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so I ma go tell my mum about her plan lo&lt;br /&gt;but 1st....&lt;br /&gt;we went to eazy bake and I drove there&lt;br /&gt;then itu budak go call her &lt;em&gt;ahma&lt;/em&gt; or her &lt;em&gt;ahma&lt;/em&gt; call her or whatever I can't remember&lt;br /&gt;then she say la I driving then don't know how to drive bla bla (soooo insulting cis!)&lt;br /&gt;then she put loud speaker and her &lt;em&gt;ahma&lt;/em&gt; said something to me (I don't know what)&lt;br /&gt;then being rather annoyed I said something.... erm in chinese I don't know how to write itu &lt;em&gt;pinyin&lt;/em&gt; or whatever thingy =.=&lt;br /&gt;which I guess gave her &lt;em&gt;ahma&lt;/em&gt; an impression that I'm rude!!! (sorry &lt;em&gt;ahma&lt;/em&gt; &gt;.&lt;) so we continued on to eazy bake bought the stuff and blah from there oh yea... we ajak jorene go jusco oso and this is the sms/call conversation (roughly la don't expect me to remember all kua): &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;jorene&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yvette&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sms:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;eh wanna go jusco or not?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;when?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;now la abo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;can't la I no car&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ask your mum or who to fetch you come my house&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my mum go out d la&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ok wait we go fetch you but we go buy stuff 1st&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after we buy stuff and come back....&lt;br /&gt;call from jorene:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;eh I just remember I got work la at 7pm.... boss just called me ask me go&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;go for what? all the work I do finish liau&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;just call her and say you can't go la.... say emergency....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;okok wait ah....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;few seconds later....&lt;br /&gt;phone rings.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so how? can bo?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;can't la...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;owh like that ah... nevermind lo...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nola can la...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;okok we go fetch you now get ready&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ready liau la&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the tale went on that yvette went to fetch her and we went to jusco (we arrived in 1 piece thank you very much)&lt;br /&gt;we go jalan jalan then bumped into yinjay and dewikarina (they work there)&lt;br /&gt;then decided to go watch movie&lt;br /&gt;in the end after a few minutes of "arguing"&lt;br /&gt;we finally settled for&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;YES MAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before the show start we went and buy &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"dragonfruit" ice kacang&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (so-called)&lt;br /&gt;itu colouring punya banyak tsk tsk&lt;br /&gt;damn sweet some more...&lt;br /&gt;while eating itu dua ekor keep talking about ghost&lt;br /&gt;then time to go watch movie d....&lt;br /&gt;bought popcorn &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(I pay mia!!!)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;almost slept in there&lt;br /&gt;some part funny la then others were like zzzzzzzzzzzz&lt;br /&gt;after the movie we wanna go grab dinner&lt;br /&gt;argued - again!&lt;br /&gt;then in the end all argreed go eat &lt;em&gt;bak kut teh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so go lo then chit chat sambil makan&lt;br /&gt;then go home lo....&lt;br /&gt;on the way back to my house yvette mia &lt;em&gt;ahma&lt;/em&gt; call her&lt;br /&gt;ask her she don't wanna go home is it...&lt;br /&gt;yvette answered (in chinese) &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yaya going back d.... don't wanna talk d I driving&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so went to my house then chit chat lagi&lt;br /&gt;after about an hour.... yvette &lt;em&gt;ahma&lt;/em&gt; call again lolz&lt;br /&gt;ask her go back again lolz&lt;br /&gt;then finally she kam buan go back liau lo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;today~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to school&lt;br /&gt;hear the freaking damn boring ceramah about scholarship or something&lt;br /&gt;then went to meet pn. low&lt;br /&gt;chit chat with her&lt;br /&gt;then she invited us to go her house during&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cny&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and have &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bbq&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiyo I like her la can say is my &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;fav&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; teacher wakakakaka&lt;br /&gt;she ask yvette incharge and forbid jorene and me to help her lolz&lt;br /&gt;talked to mr. tham as well&lt;br /&gt;then later went to breakfast or lunch or brunch or whatever&lt;br /&gt;at 1st go near by shop then suddenly say wanna change place&lt;br /&gt;so fine went to town&lt;br /&gt;then I found parking liau (motor ma)&lt;br /&gt;then yvette no place park&lt;br /&gt;round round round the town.....&lt;br /&gt;finally got parking liau so we went and eat&lt;br /&gt;then after that we decided to go invade jorene mia house&lt;br /&gt;so went lo and look at some hsbm school mag then kutuk kutuk here and there&lt;br /&gt;then went to check out some people's blog then kutuk some more lolz!&lt;br /&gt;then later go home then went to &lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sunway carnival&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; with mum&lt;br /&gt;she don't let me drive&lt;br /&gt;go popular then walk until half her shoe mia soles come out lolz&lt;br /&gt;so go back to car and change shoe&lt;br /&gt;then went to eat at &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kopitiam junction&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that go buy bakwa&lt;br /&gt;continued on and bought zinger tower for my brothers then go home&lt;br /&gt;watch tv, bathe then got "date" with jorene and yvette on msn&lt;br /&gt;but stupid msn keep dc don't know why the hell&lt;br /&gt;so I'm passing time typing this! (ironically lolz)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7816237129626005474-8340921432179230844?l=destinyaurora.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinyaurora.blogspot.com/feeds/8340921432179230844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://destinyaurora.blogspot.com/2009/01/lil-2-day-story.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816237129626005474/posts/default/8340921432179230844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816237129626005474/posts/default/8340921432179230844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destinyaurora.blogspot.com/2009/01/lil-2-day-story.html' title='A lil&apos; 2 day story~'/><author><name>JANICE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18016294689005073780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7816237129626005474.post-4272862026843643552</id><published>2009-01-19T20:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T20:45:59.325+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The "MAID" of the day swtz!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cny&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; coming already!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;this means &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;clean clean clean&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; the damn house =.=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then my mum.... like very pantang see I very free (I damn free actually &gt;.&lt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ask me clean this and that and this and that&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;in other words can say be &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maid&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; liau (the only difference is I don't get paid sobz!!~)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;now some more jadi &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"cook"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (konon)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;yala now ask me cook lunch all =.=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I cook but I don't eat my own cooking lolz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;yesterday~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;baked &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;chocolate cookies!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;the soft kind so its kinda chewy which is nice actually&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;baked the whole day.... &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ALONE!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then later went to my babysitter house&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I drove there to make things interesting.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;stopped by gweitheen house to give her some cookies&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;my mom sit beside me like wanna die liau lolz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;when go home she don't let me drive - again!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;got a message from gweitheen that her brother almost finished the cookies I gave her lolz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then at night we had &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;KFC&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - again! (we had KFC for dinner last weekend)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;don't know why my dad crazy about KFC lolz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7816237129626005474-4272862026843643552?l=destinyaurora.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinyaurora.blogspot.com/feeds/4272862026843643552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://destinyaurora.blogspot.com/2009/01/maid-of-day-swtz.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816237129626005474/posts/default/4272862026843643552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816237129626005474/posts/default/4272862026843643552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destinyaurora.blogspot.com/2009/01/maid-of-day-swtz.html' title='The &quot;MAID&quot; of the day swtz!'/><author><name>JANICE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18016294689005073780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7816237129626005474.post-2340664811027942563</id><published>2009-01-16T23:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T23:38:02.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boring day~</title><content type='html'>regret yesterday didn't go sri rambai kumon to ask for job haiz&lt;br /&gt;seems that jieling got the job!!!!&lt;br /&gt;so plan tomorrow go and try my luck&lt;br /&gt;please please let me get the job!!! *prays*&lt;br /&gt;always people will get but I won't get&lt;br /&gt;so sad ='(&lt;br /&gt;I went to krico today&lt;br /&gt;apply for job la apa lagi&lt;br /&gt;I called the mr. siva then he ask me to go and see him&lt;br /&gt;when I reach there they give me fill in the form then say will call me after &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3 days&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in other words I didn't meet the mr. siva&lt;br /&gt;made some cookies today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;choco cornflakes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; which is super duper yummy!!!!&lt;br /&gt;well duh... its &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CHOCOLATE!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then lack of ingredients so went to eazybake to get some backup ingredients&lt;br /&gt;my mum ask me to drive there as it was rather near&lt;br /&gt;but she keep &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;shouting throughout the way&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; =.=&lt;br /&gt;after buy finish wanna go home she don't let me drive lolz&lt;br /&gt;then she go home complain to my dad I didn't slow down, break etc etc&lt;br /&gt;another good thing about today would be my &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;car license&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is ready!!!&lt;br /&gt;just waiting for me to go and get it from melati hehe&lt;br /&gt;but no car also so jangan harap wanna drive tsk tsk&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7816237129626005474-2340664811027942563?l=destinyaurora.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinyaurora.blogspot.com/feeds/2340664811027942563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://destinyaurora.blogspot.com/2009/01/boring-day.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816237129626005474/posts/default/2340664811027942563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816237129626005474/posts/default/2340664811027942563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destinyaurora.blogspot.com/2009/01/boring-day.html' title='Boring day~'/><author><name>JANICE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18016294689005073780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7816237129626005474.post-1679834076480599100</id><published>2009-01-15T21:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T21:51:50.984+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Still UNEMPLOYED!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;went to jusco with meiling today&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;went to cari kerja la of course&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;go there and walked the whole jusco.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;its patheic really....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a few shops had these signs saying they wanna hire &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but when go and ask they say not hiring&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I mean come on....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;if already have worker and no more vacancy then take down the bloody sign!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so people won't go make a fool of themselves and go and ask whether wanna hire or not =.=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;most shops want only &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PERMENANT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; workers which annoys me very much&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we walked around and founda sign say wanna hire &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it was a spectacle shop&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;meiling kinda excited by then&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;she say she wanna work in that shop&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so we went in and asked&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we were greeted by the worker or manager or whatever I dunno&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;meiling (in mandarin): &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you all wanna hire people?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;then the gal which is incharged asked or said something I can' really remember what so lets just skip that part....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;then stupidly meiling terus said she is in Form5 looking for part-time yada yada....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the gal straight say don't want hire cause they want permenant mia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;if meiling didn't say that she will get the job mia =.=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so nevermind we carried on looking...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we don't know walk till go where then reach one quiet pedalaman place&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;WOOPY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we saw got shop wanna hire part-time customer service or something like that&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;they wrote the salary is: &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RM1xxx-RM2xxx&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;which is a lot of course!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so we went in excitedly &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haiz the lauban is china orang =.=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;dahla my mandarin so damn bad add with their stupid china slang I more blur&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I hear until I was like &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"HUH?? What the heck she saying??"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;all I heard was gibberish but ironically meiling understands cis&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but we just fill in the form anyway&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but I doubt will get the job la&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the form got ask "written language" which i presume they want chinese mia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;that is definitely out for me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;come on.... I don't know how 2 read chinese la &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(sad to admit *sigh*)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;after that we left the place and walked around some more&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the at last we gave up on ever finding a job in jusco&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so I teman meiling go get some groceries for her mum&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;she was looking for &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DORINA margerine&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; but sadly jusco don't sell that brand&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;which left meiling kutuk-ing jusco&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"&lt;em&gt;Chou &lt;/em&gt;(means bad in chinese) jusco!!! &lt;em&gt;Mei you mai DORINA de!!!&lt;/em&gt; (translate to english would be 'didn't sell DORINA want')&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;after we got the groceries then we went to sri rambai mia kumon to ask see got any job available or not&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;malangnya *sigh*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;kumon won't be open until 4pm cis&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so went back home feeling very pek chek (annoyed in chinese)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;then later follow my mum to get some baking stuff&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I plan to bake &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;choco chip cookie&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; this saturday or sunday - it depends la&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tomorrow will be making &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;choco cornflakes!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;no need bake mia itu just throw in fridge &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;went to get some &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;fishy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; also which looks &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;eekie&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sarah passed her driving test today too&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;good for her&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;she don't even need to wait as long as I did (soooo unfair!!!!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I guess that wraps up the event for today&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7816237129626005474-1679834076480599100?l=destinyaurora.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinyaurora.blogspot.com/feeds/1679834076480599100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://destinyaurora.blogspot.com/2009/01/still-unemployed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816237129626005474/posts/default/1679834076480599100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816237129626005474/posts/default/1679834076480599100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destinyaurora.blogspot.com/2009/01/still-unemployed.html' title='Still UNEMPLOYED!!!!'/><author><name>JANICE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18016294689005073780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7816237129626005474.post-6114701097860766134</id><published>2009-01-14T20:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T21:25:57.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy day I suppose?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;went for driving test today&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it was rather pathetic and stupid though =.=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;well imagine this....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the fella come fetch me at around &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9.45am&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; like that&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it was suppose to be &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10am&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; something come fetch&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but nevermind acceptable&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;then on the way go melati the fella receive phone call &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;guess what??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;he forgot to fetch someone!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so.... patah balik go tmn chuan liew&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;then after that balik la melati&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;lapor diri and took my number (&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;number10&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; was my number today)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was then told to line up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I looked at the loooong awaiting line....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"This is just great!!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the line was damn freaking &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LONG!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;snaked out into the road then curve the other side&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;looks like a U to make it simple....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the line wasn't moving &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AT ALL&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for around an hour or so&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;can say nearly 2 hours!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;then finally the line started moving....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;at &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;turtle pace&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; of course =.=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so line up nearly an hour or so (at least moving la)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;after a loooong time finally reached the counter and give my ic and license etc&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;that was not the end of the awaiting moment though&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;waited until about 2pm then only they call my number - &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FINALLY!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the people tell me I would be doing the bukit stuff first&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so fineeeee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but ironically - wait &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AGAIN!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;wait until 3 something then got people come and ask:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Siapa belum keluar jalan lagi??"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;obidiently I handsup la&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was like &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FINALLY!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so I went to the place where they wait for the jalan test&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I sat there and wait and within minutes my number was called together with 3 other people&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was the last among the 3 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so apa lagi wait lagi la&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;got scared already&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;panic-ing and my heart beating so hard like wanna pop out!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but lucky la I passed the jalan test with some mistakes here and there&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but enough for me to pass lo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;then go to the bukit place and wait&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;again when almost my turn got scared&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;what to do right&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;soooo many people before me &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FAIL&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; leh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the JPJ also quite fierce&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Tarik hand brek dan keluar!!" (while doing an annoying hand gesture)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Amoi!! Tunggu apa lagi?!?! Masuk la!!!" (rude tone&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;got one of melati mia teacher incharge to take the car back if got people fail&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mr. leong was his name&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;again the JPJ woman&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"APEK!!! APEK!!!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;at least la call uncle or what why apek all =.=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the other one better a bit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;UNCLE LEONG!!" &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;is what she called&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;before me people keep kena "halau" from their cars&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;from bukit and parking &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;which freaks me out&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but i remember what &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PETER&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; thought me and didn't langgar any tiang or didn't screw up my bukit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so lucky get a good teacher&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;wonder why jorene say he very bad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;he &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NEVER&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; scold me before, not even once lolz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I do wrong he just laugh as though it was a joke &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(better than kena marah right)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;nice guy la.... who get him very lucky&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to make a &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LOOOONG&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; story short....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I PASSED!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;thankfully....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I don't wanna wait so damn freaking long anymore if need retest &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;oh ya saw the so-to-be-stealer suhaili there&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I just ignored her la lolz (my habit &gt;.&lt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so I wasted 1 whole day in melati tsk tsk&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7816237129626005474-6114701097860766134?l=destinyaurora.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinyaurora.blogspot.com/feeds/6114701097860766134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://destinyaurora.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-day-i-suppose.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816237129626005474/posts/default/6114701097860766134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816237129626005474/posts/default/6114701097860766134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destinyaurora.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-day-i-suppose.html' title='Happy day I suppose?'/><author><name>JANICE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18016294689005073780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7816237129626005474.post-2579126752370380294</id><published>2009-01-12T21:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T20:55:05.228+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just another day~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;another pathetic boring day *yawnz*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;well which is why i decided to post to past the time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;well I went for driving lesson just now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my second last one before the freaky test!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sooo lucky today get &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PETER&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my driving teacher la&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;he didn't scold me mia... nice guy....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I tell him that day I go driving when first time bebas that malay mia scold me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the he ask me &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;scold back&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;then ask me who is that&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I forget who actually then he keep saying&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;"No need scared wan la just tell me."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;then he tell me sometimes jpj also like that wan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;make me more scared nia haiz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;then later go inside parking all &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;that's all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;oh ya I saw jegathe and muveness there also&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;JOB FINDING....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I got&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;NO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; luck in finding a job right now - none at all mind you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;its pathetic really....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I went to apply last week (monday) and the fella says: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"I'll call you tomorrow.... Erm.... No I'll call u tonight."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;and I was like "Uhm ok."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;THAT was sooooo last week!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;well guess what?? she didn't call.... so fineeeee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I went to see her again (wednesday) when she didn't call - duh she was suppose to &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;then she tell me that her jadual not ready, too many markers etc etc &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;pokoknya is she don't know which day i should come or something like that&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;asked me to give her a few days and said that she will call me on SATURDAY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;fineeeee again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;guess what???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;right again.... *sigh*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;she didn't call....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was pissed of by then&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Is she hiring or not?!?!?!?! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ok&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I still haven't give up - well &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I need that damn bloody job!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so i asked jorene to ask her for me....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;whether she hiring or not if not i want to go find other job &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so jorene asked her today &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and she gave her a damn pathetic answer which I would have yelled if I was there&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"This month too many workers, will call you next month."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;NEXT MONTH?!?!?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;are u kidding?!?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;better no need work like that swt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sooo in the nut shell....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I will go look for another job *sigh*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have to actually *sigh*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a lil' flashback~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YESTERDAY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; was kinda fun&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;gweitheen and yvette came to my house&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;chit chat and joked&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;not to mention talking about gweitheen's eerie room mate!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the too over self-service room mate&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and how she hate college lolz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;then they both &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"helped"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to fry the arrrowhead&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tak boleh harap mia itu =.=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;yvette: "DON"T THROW THE THING LA!!! PUT IN PROPERLY!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;(moving her hand away further and further from the oil)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;gweitheen (putting salt into the already cooked arrowhead):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;"Too salty don't find me ah..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;at the same time my brother complained why sooo salty lolz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;then halfway itu dua arong pergi main &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;ps2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;then yvette sort of "invented" a new way to eat arrowhead chips&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;people usually eat the thing salty&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but guess what our friend here did....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;people bubuh salt she bubuh &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sugar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;truth be told actually not bad la lolz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;itu budak addicted to sugar or something&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;judging by the way she react to sugar haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;yvette stayed for dinner and we had KFC&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;both of them took back a container of arrowhead chips&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(lucky I sealed yvette's container... she was about to put sugar in it too)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;not to mention itu jorene shopping sampai terlalu asyik&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;apa lagi she tak jadi come my house lo tsk tsk&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7816237129626005474-2579126752370380294?l=destinyaurora.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinyaurora.blogspot.com/feeds/2579126752370380294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://destinyaurora.blogspot.com/2009/01/another-pathetic-boring-day-yawnz-well.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816237129626005474/posts/default/2579126752370380294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816237129626005474/posts/default/2579126752370380294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destinyaurora.blogspot.com/2009/01/another-pathetic-boring-day-yawnz-well.html' title='Just another day~'/><author><name>JANICE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18016294689005073780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
