<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' version='2.0'><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-547156038108587994</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Tue, 13 Oct 2009 00:35:33 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>Pink Pink World</title><description></description><link>http://evieness.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Pink Obssession)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>220</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-547156038108587994.post-7261283374785480271</guid><pubDate>Sat, 19 Sep 2009 11:02:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-19T19:09:39.475+08:00</atom:updated><title>The Ugly Truth of life</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nL06ErT3IAw/SrS7SbMClNI/AAAAAAAAADI/R3M7TbIBBoE/s1600-h/BoysFood.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 297px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nL06ErT3IAw/SrS7SbMClNI/AAAAAAAAADI/R3M7TbIBBoE/s320/BoysFood.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383133379824882898" 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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See what I see?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm obsessed about food! =D&lt;br /&gt;and posting that convo up is so gonna make me single for a long time to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bestie thinks I'm crazy cause I compare boys to food.&lt;br /&gt;But I think it's true =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, this is the effect of stressing for assignment.&lt;br /&gt;I have assignment during Raya. Yay lifeless lifee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eVie the Food Hunter. WHEEEE~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/547156038108587994-7261283374785480271?l=evieness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://evieness.blogspot.com/2009/09/ugly-truth-of-life.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Pink Obssession)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nL06ErT3IAw/SrS7SbMClNI/AAAAAAAAADI/R3M7TbIBBoE/s72-c/BoysFood.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-547156038108587994.post-2173149538657893354</guid><pubDate>Mon, 14 Sep 2009 11:40:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-14T19:43:44.399+08:00</atom:updated><title>Bittersweet Ending</title><description>To my summer, despite Malaysia's all year round summer =_=''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I post about what I did all &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Summer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, I'll just do this special post for the boy who&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;couldn't pee before his flight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;looked damn glad to leave all of us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;was touched in some way on the plane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;woke me up at 4.49am with his sms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;played a cruel joke on me just now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;is now in UK, far far away from us. =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I damn brave didn't cry ddi so stop being mean. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/8029045@N02/3919443112/" title="ByeXiang by her_evieness, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 426px; height: 322px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2485/3919443112_0880859d31.jpg" alt="ByeXiang" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Note&lt;/span&gt;: Goodbyes, for now. OMFB, Edmund still can pose?!?!?!! =_=''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/8029045@N02/3919443296/" title="ByeXiang1 by her_evieness, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 429px; height: 323px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3587/3919443296_2cef4d5748.jpg" alt="ByeXiang1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Note&lt;/span&gt;: We were never very close, but it doesn't mean I likee the idea of you being so far away. Technology is not face-to-face. =( Let me emo la kie. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;Alot of back-logged posts and back logged WORK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Byee summer~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/547156038108587994-2173149538657893354?l=evieness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://evieness.blogspot.com/2009/09/bittersweet-ending.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Pink Obssession)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-547156038108587994.post-4439447270281008479</guid><pubDate>Fri, 14 Aug 2009 15:23:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-14T23:58:44.027+08:00</atom:updated><title>I Hungwy</title><description>Or in proper English, I am &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;hungry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Damn my appetite, it's back to taunt me *shudders*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to the beach.&lt;br /&gt;Yea. Can sense the non-excitement huh?&lt;br /&gt;No wind, lack waves, not really beachy. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And I'm being damn bitchy at the moment =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank heaves, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;good company&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; saves the day =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you know we have a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Gold Coast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in Malaysia?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tak tau? Apala, sesat geografi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Takpe&lt;/span&gt;. I actually didn't know too. =P&lt;br /&gt;It's located in Sepang, go Google it because "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Google is everybody's best friend&lt;/span&gt;". Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;Without Google, I would already be lost around KL with it's darn signboards while running errands today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Google! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;/mwahmwahs =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoopz, diverted. Eheh.&lt;br /&gt;Sepang Gold Coast or its more Malaysian-ized name; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Bagan Lalang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; was the destination that us 13 peeps went&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Usual high school gang&lt;/span&gt; + &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;New UK gang&lt;/span&gt; = &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;13 peeps&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; = &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;eVie, Xiang, Yin, Jing, Sheen, Mund, Agnes jie, Ashley, Jonson, Yi Ping, Sheng Jie, Christine &amp;amp; Jane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/8029045@N02/3819589209/" title="Bagan1 by her_evieness, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3481/3819589209_127afc1493_o.jpg" alt="Bagan1" width="403" height="403" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Note&lt;/span&gt;: Commemorating at Xiang's house pre departure and the beach. I lovee group pics. You can go match the names to the new faces. If you can see that is. =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suppose to leave by 3.30pm, but well, we all go by Malaysian timing, 5.00 &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;baru keluar tol &lt;/span&gt;Damansara. Epic fail.&lt;br /&gt;Jing was worried we wouldn't be able to make his &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;sun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;set&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; watch time. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But we did, no worries.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bagan Lalang&lt;/span&gt; is &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;F--A--R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. serious shit.&lt;br /&gt;And so many turnings, I got lost ddi.&lt;br /&gt;But it was funny cause my car had awesome peeps =)&lt;br /&gt;Owh, and it was killing Jing to drive at 80km/h since the other 2 cars were trailing him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/8029045@N02/3819589089/" title="Bagan1 (2) by her_evieness, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2481/3819589089_cd6e4c38c6_o.jpg" alt="Bagan1 (2)" width="403" height="403" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Note&lt;/span&gt;: Awesome peeps in the car. Sheen was literally saying "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Noooo, don't take my pic&lt;/span&gt;." Bleahz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We reached the first beach. Unsatisfied cause &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;macam boring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go second beach. Unsatisfied cause too near construction, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bising sial&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Go third beach. Unsatisfied cause &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;banyak orang&lt;/span&gt;, and guys were sensitive about wandering eyes of darn &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;rempits&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;So?&lt;br /&gt;We always go back to where we belong, the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;first beach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First thing we, or at least I did.&lt;br /&gt;Open the mattress, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MAKAN&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;It was so long since I had &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;potato chips&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; kie, yumyum =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/8029045@N02/3820394916/" title="Bagan2 by her_evieness, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3517/3820394916_4dcd50a0aa_o.jpg" alt="Bagan2" width="403" height="403" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Note&lt;/span&gt;: Jing so happy see sunset, and us girls love each other so much. Can you feel the lovee people? =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Tak payah jealous, mwehehehehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, had the chats, the photogs.&lt;br /&gt;Mund's eye candy was our main topic. Despite some of us hearing it for the millionth time liao.&lt;br /&gt;Some things don't change. ROFL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/8029045@N02/3819589377/" title="Bagan3 by her_evieness, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2642/3819589377_e5fa2ae58b_o.jpg" alt="Bagan3" width="403" height="403" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Note&lt;/span&gt;: Agnes jie is my new sweetheart. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/8029045@N02/3820395076/" title="Bagan4 by her_evieness, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2586/3820395076_2d5aea2cf8_o.jpg" alt="Bagan4" width="403" height="403" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Note&lt;/span&gt;: Got quite a few scandalous pics huh =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We initially wanted to &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;BBQ&lt;/span&gt;, but genius Jing &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I meant that sincerely Jing-o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; thought of the fact that there was no light and bonfires need license, hence we can't possibly BBQ in the dark. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Eating under lamp post is feasible but not syiok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we had a bunch of uncooked chicken wings in the car boot =P&lt;br /&gt;So, someone suggested &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;EuroDeli&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Because we lovee the place, Edmund &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;loveS&lt;/span&gt; the place. Sincerely, it's just loving the place, not the person who could possibly be at the place. Owhkay *cough* =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long journey back, but Jing-o happy, cause can drive at 150km/h.&lt;br /&gt;And he did =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached EuroDeli, make huge havoc. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kekecohan DJ-ian, legendary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manage to score a table to fit us thanks to Santa =P&lt;br /&gt;Ordered food, which was damn yumz, plus damn filling I almost died trying to finish my plate.&lt;br /&gt;And eye candy talks, but no worries, the eye candy not there. Yea really, not there. *cough* =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/8029045@N02/3820395146/" title="Bagan5 by her_evieness, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2473/3820395146_3536ca51cb_o.jpg" alt="Bagan5" width="403" height="403" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Note&lt;/span&gt;: Kekecohan di EuroDeli&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of us stayed on for some&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; beer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yin especially, despite presentation the next day =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really do like German beer, coming from a girl who despises alcohol, I could down this man. HEE! &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So who wanna beer with me yo?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End of night. =)&lt;br /&gt;Go back, 4 hours sleep before waking up 6am for classes. Sienz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And because I'm awesome, I did the masterpiece below:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/8029045@N02/3820395252/" title="Bagan6 by her_evieness, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2544/3820395252_b378fb1743_o.jpg" alt="Bagan6" width="403" height="403" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Note&lt;/span&gt;: See the bigger version in FB. We were that bored and creative =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And also because my awesome-ness never dies, yet another masterpiece:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/8029045@N02/3820397736/" title="Bagan7 by her_evieness, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2502/3820397736_1048da3744.jpg" alt="Bagan7" width="500" height="375" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Note&lt;/span&gt;: Tell me it's awesome and you love it, =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just had a self-reflective moment and realise that my posts tend to be quite &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;retarded&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;crappy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Feeling a bit &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;self-conscious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; now, I can't write!! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;/pmspms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See what I mean? I think I'm starting to annoy myself even. Eff.&lt;br /&gt;All photos on FB, go there and check and don't blame me for squinting your eyes here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to drown in work, and avoid procrastination. Keeping my &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;hopes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; high. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/547156038108587994-4439447270281008479?l=evieness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://evieness.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-hungwy.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Pink Obssession)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-547156038108587994.post-7747560145343703909</guid><pubDate>Fri, 14 Aug 2009 12:15:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-14T20:34:47.592+08:00</atom:updated><title>Nak Cantik, Tak Nak Hidup</title><description>The above title is a very faulty direct translation from the Chinese saying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Ai Mei Bu Ai Ming"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Don't ask me Chinese Characters, I'm a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;banana&lt;/span&gt; like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it kinda means you rather risk your life for &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;beauty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that is sorta kinda what I did for the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Astro Nexgen Contentpreneurs Award&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; on 6th August 2009.&lt;br /&gt;I was dead sick, but I would still jump at the opportunity to put full-on make up and go for the ceremony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Memang tak hendak hidup dah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owh, and because a thin yellow shawl was the best cover-up that for my attire, I decided to go against common sense of getting a thick cover up cause ceremonies like this are usually cold.&lt;br /&gt;Yesh. I am gung-ho-ly &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;vain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to pick my Boss up, at least, my direct boss for H-Factor; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mr Leonard Chua&lt;/span&gt;, otherwise known as Mr.Malaysia in the words of the Boss that pays me, my &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Boss-paying&lt;/span&gt; =)&lt;br /&gt;Headed there and reach at Malaysian timing, &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cause that's what Leonard made me do =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Otherwise I'm usually damn chat early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with my Boss-paying, and the dude that's suppose to bring us around.&lt;br /&gt;Hang around about for a bit till we all decided we were hungry and hence headed to the restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;Not too bad actually, it was RM35++ for a dinner buffet. Albeit less variety, I think it's worthy of the price.&lt;br /&gt;Had dinner, chit chat about Leonard's high-class blood test and the other zest.&lt;br /&gt;Time for awards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/8029045@N02/3819588645/" title="Work1 by her_evieness, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3549/3819588645_e442d4cce7_o.jpg" alt="Work1" width="403" height="403" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Note&lt;/span&gt;: See my direct boss posing with his not-camera? He needed it to photog the pretty hot gals there. =) And me camwhoring in the toilet! Whoootz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;OMB-MINDNUMBINGLY-EFFING-GAWD-DAMN-&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;COLD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in the hall.&lt;br /&gt;Serves me right kan?&lt;br /&gt;How cold could it be though, really? Erm, cold enough for me to be &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;delusional&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; enough to have the intentions of snatching any random guy's jacket.&lt;br /&gt;That sounds cold enough for you? &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Next time I'm bringing a guy, just for his probably awesomely warm coat and his potential to be my eye candy in distracting me from boring agendas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But as the performances came in, the ppl started cheering, I felt that much &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;warmer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; la.&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe I tricked my mind into saying so.&lt;br /&gt;Thank heavens for sms buddy who &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;layan-ed&lt;/span&gt; me all throughout the boring parts. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/8029045@N02/3819588773/" title="Work2 by her_evieness, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2624/3819588773_2264da7417_o.jpg" alt="Work2" width="403" height="403" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Note:&lt;/span&gt; Try and spot my Boss-paying presenting award with another celebrity. And also the montage of performances. I would rate it above average, honestly quite darn good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After awards, had our hugs and goodbyes, and left that darn cold hall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Balik rumah tidur.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I initially started this post as an attempt to be late for my 9pm meeting.&lt;br /&gt;I'm learning &lt;s&gt;to be late&lt;/s&gt; to follow Malaysian timing you see, strong &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;pa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;oti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;sm&lt;/span&gt; mar.&lt;br /&gt;But my direct boss push the meeting later. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cheh&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owh well, more posts up nextttttt. =) If I'm &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;rajin&lt;/span&gt; enough that is. /gringringrin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/547156038108587994-7747560145343703909?l=evieness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://evieness.blogspot.com/2009/08/nak-cantik-tak-nak-hidup.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Pink Obssession)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-547156038108587994.post-2617493843131519055</guid><pubDate>Tue, 04 Aug 2009 15:19:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-04T23:33:29.686+08:00</atom:updated><title>I think I fail as a daughter</title><description>Yea.&lt;br /&gt;Not only do I fail as a possible wife or mother, I actually fail&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ED&lt;/span&gt; as a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;daughter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents must be wondering what in the world did they do to deserve such a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;troublesome &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;daughter like me. Oops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me give you an example of my failure:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I was out with my gang of high school buddies.&lt;br /&gt;So I reached there early as usual, got annoyed that my car's central lock was wonky and proceeded to lock each door manually.&lt;br /&gt;Then I went and call Edmund, see where they are.&lt;br /&gt;Walked around abit since I haven't been in a shopping mall for quite a while.&lt;br /&gt;Met up with them, chit chat chit chat, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;makan&lt;/span&gt;. DAMN &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY&lt;/span&gt; =)&lt;br /&gt;Then they had to go for movies, which I can't, cause I watched it already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nvm. I headed to one of the shops to look for something, at the same time, rummaging through my bag for my car keys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*rummage rummage rummage*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*rummage rummage RUMMAGE*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*rummage RUMMAGE RUMMAGE*&lt;/span&gt; getting&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt; bengang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ddi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*RUMMAGE RUMMAGE &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;RUMMAGE&lt;/span&gt;!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EFFF!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My keys are not with me, not in my pocket as well!&lt;br /&gt;I thought I left them somewhere, but cannot be cause I don't remember putting it into my pockets.&lt;br /&gt;I thought I left it at my car door, so I ran there, thinking if I don't see my car, means someone has kindly drove it off, or stole it rather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Found car.&lt;br /&gt;Looked into car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EFFF.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keys still in ignition. WTFFFFF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Liao la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Placed the "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hi-Mum-I-have-a-problem&lt;/span&gt;" call.&lt;br /&gt;And boy were they annoyed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause it's my uncle's car, we had to trouble him to come ALL THE WAY FROM &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;PUCHONG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to pass me the spare key.&lt;br /&gt;You say I guilty anot?&lt;br /&gt;So I waited with my parents at Curve for my uncle who's so KIND.&lt;br /&gt;And my dad wasn't feeling well =(((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owh btw, while waiting for my parents to arrived, I smsed Jing.&lt;br /&gt;Since he's a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;car-over-girls &lt;/span&gt;dude, I thought he might know how to break into a car. ROFL!&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, I was quite desperate =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jing-o, sorry I was being so random =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my uncle came, passed me the spare key and I managed to drive home.&lt;br /&gt;And safe and sound, feeling &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;guilty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gawd.&lt;br /&gt;In order to keep me as a daughter, my parents have to:&lt;br /&gt;1. Worry about money&lt;br /&gt;2. Worry about me when I fall sick, which I tend to do seriously at the most random times&lt;br /&gt;3. Get annoyed by my stubbornness and being opinionated&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the list goes on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I want a daughter like me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sorry Mummy and Daddy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Thankyou&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I LOVE YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; =DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I love my uncle too =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to sleep. First class tomoro =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/547156038108587994-2617493843131519055?l=evieness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://evieness.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-think-i-fail-as-daughter.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Pink Obssession)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-547156038108587994.post-3664964837126450548</guid><pubDate>Fri, 31 Jul 2009 03:16:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-31T11:31:16.200+08:00</atom:updated><title>Ever wondered what's the smell of freedom?</title><description>Well, for me it was........&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Char Siu Fan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;ROFL!!!&lt;br /&gt;No la, I wasn't craving &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Char Siu Fan&lt;/span&gt;. But bro was having it, so it's like my first taste of real food other than the porridge it the past week&lt;br /&gt;Uhm uhm nom nom. Yumm =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My list of food is never-ending. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I hope people who promised me treats remember them. Rofl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though strangely, I don't really feel my appetite. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Potong sial &lt;/span&gt;=/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I can finally &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;BATH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chill chill, I washed up throughout the week so I don't stink mind you, but having water flow throughout your body with a strong shower.&lt;br /&gt;Freedom =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh, actually hor. Eric, I already did Famine 30.&lt;br /&gt;40 hours of no food (before my operation) and 1 week plus of wash up (barely used a lot of water!).&lt;br /&gt;I'm proud of myself =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But doctor said I should&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; jaga&lt;/span&gt; my lifestyle.&lt;br /&gt;No eating at irregular times.&lt;br /&gt;Fat hope. Seriously. With my timetable, I'll be surprised if I can live past 50. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Choi! Minta disiahkan&lt;/span&gt; =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And no eating strong food like spicy stuff, assam &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;WTH!&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Means no tomyam, no coffee. /suicide&lt;br /&gt;Hee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After this experience, I am confirmed:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A failed wife&lt;/span&gt; = I can barely stay at home without &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;whining &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;about going out. And in this 1 week, I was almost driven nuts by my 2 hours burst of serious euphoric mood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I was ready to do anything, like take a spontaneous road trip to Sepang Gold Coast (When's our road trip?!?!?) or club the night away &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before I fell into total tiredness in which I can barely open my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;And I did not take sugar. Swear, cross my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A failed mother&lt;/span&gt; = I cannot do &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;confinement!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Seriously. One week of this and KABOOOM. Can imagine 1 month arh? It's either my husband die or I die first. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;On a more positive note, mom says that if I can't married, I can stay with her and wash clothes while she sara me. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much for wanting to be a good housewife. Damn fail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, I didn't mention this in the previous post.&lt;br /&gt;But I had to do a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;urine pregnancy test&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; as stated by my doctor pre-op.&lt;br /&gt;ROFL!!!!!! So cuteeeeeee!&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, I found that one thing really amusing when I went through my list of tests-to-do and pop "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pregnancy Test&lt;/span&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;ROFL!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Results?&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;Nervous anot?&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/8029045@N02/3774194946/" title="DSC09848 by her_evieness, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2588/3774194946_04565f9a25.jpg" alt="DSC09848" width="500" height="375" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Note&lt;/span&gt;: Awh, no baby for eVie. Duh. -_-''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OF COURSE I WASN'T PREGNANT LA! You think Virgin eVie ke? -_-''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; today. Tralalala~&lt;br /&gt;Please don't spoil my good mood while it lasts. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/547156038108587994-3664964837126450548?l=evieness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://evieness.blogspot.com/2009/07/ever-wondered-whats-smell-of-freedom.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Pink Obssession)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-547156038108587994.post-1301717109390963764</guid><pubDate>Sat, 25 Jul 2009 10:52:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-25T19:55:35.263+08:00</atom:updated><title>"The appendix is the God's given bonus to doctors" (Yin. 2009)</title><description>Yea. That was what my doctor said when we asked why on Earth did I get&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; Appendicitis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yesh.&lt;br /&gt;As most of you would have known &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you should know, I have Mund as my CNN =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, I was in the&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt; hospital&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; the past 2 days for my appendix operation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Specific timeline goes like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;21st July, 2000 hour&lt;/span&gt; = Pain started to be even more intense in evening. I thought it was my usual acute gastricitis, but that usually doesn't attack until middle of the night. Nvm. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tahan&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;22nd July, 0030 hour&lt;/span&gt; = Cannot take the pain. Having cold shudders ddi, asked mum to bring me to the doctor. Diagnosed with gastricitis even though the pain has spread to lower areas. Took jab as usual&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;22nd July, 0130 hour&lt;/span&gt; = Took medicine an hour after jab as stated by doctor. Tried to go to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;22nd July, 0230 hour &lt;/span&gt;= Tossing and turning in pain in bed, realising that both the jab and medicine didn't work this time round. Didn't wanna wake my parents cause they have to wake up early next day. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tahan tahan&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;22nd July, 0630 hour&lt;/span&gt; = Have been awake trying to bear with the pain. Vomitted a few times. Doesn't seem to work. Pain inhibits sleep. Cried and woke parents up to send me to the family doctor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;22nd July, 0800 hour&lt;/span&gt; = See family doctor. Diagnosed as serious case of acute gastricitis. But seeing I had pain in the lower area spreading to the back, was reffered to SDMC to eliminate possibility of pancreas inflammation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;22nd July, 1000 hour&lt;/span&gt; = Waited to see gastroenterologist. After lotsa pressing on the abdomen, sent me for tests and highlighted possibility of appendicitis. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wtf? Not gastricitis meh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;22nd July, 1030 hour&lt;/span&gt; = Doing blood test, urine test and amylase test. Cannot differentiate where the pain is coming anymore but can barely walk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;22nd July, 1300 hour&lt;/span&gt; = Finally can see the surgeon I was referred to after waiting an hour plus. Again, press press press abdomen. 80% confirmed is appendicitis. Must be admitted. Surgery scheduled later in the evening&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;22nd July, 1430 hour&lt;/span&gt; = Been waiting for room for an hour, stupid paperwork procedures. Cannot walk, was in wheelchair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;22nd July, 1545 hour&lt;/span&gt; = Finally got to the room. Nurse came in and said that operation in 15 minutes. Did all pre-op preparations. Wheeled to operating room. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Poor mummy crying. *hugs hugs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;22nd July, 1600 hour&lt;/span&gt; = Waiting ward before heading to operation theathre. Damn boring. Started having negative thoughts. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Eh, I can die if I allergy to anasthesia kie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. My anastethist came and poke my drip needle and told me his son is in Taylors and was verbally persuading my vein to appear -_-''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;22nd July, 1620 hour&lt;/span&gt; = Operation started. Nurse asked few questions. Amused that doctors and nurses were teasing one another as they were about to operate me. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;anesthesia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, the only time I was actually able to sleep without thinking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22nd July 180 hour = Woke up in recovery ward. Groggy feeling damn awesome. Was shown my appendix, just a blur image of a pink red-mass. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;HELLO, I was groggy&lt;/span&gt;. Started smiling and felt happy, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;I love anesthesia&lt;/span&gt;. Can't wait to see mummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22nd July, 1820 hour = Wheeled to my ward. Saw mummy. Spoke to her but can't remember what. STILL groggy. Love anasthesia. Smsed the few to tell them I haven't die. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yesh, I manage to sms within 30 minutes post-surgery.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owhkie. I'm not gonna timeline it anymore. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I was actually in 17 hours of pain before the operation, how I got through that hell, I don't know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, it was just me staying in the ward with &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;buddies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; visiting. And the&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; of course.&lt;br /&gt;The first night was interesting, aren't first nights always interesting? ROFL! because the anesthetic effect was still there.&lt;br /&gt;So I was smiling and feeling tired. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I haven't felt tired in a long time because everytime I close my eyes, a lot of things run through my mind. I think I'm having the Manic phase in a Bipolar disorder. Eff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Found it hard to fall asleep with the stupid &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;PVC pillow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and memories of hospital &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;spooky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; stories.&lt;br /&gt;Left the light on, which made it harder to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Woke up quite a lot in the middle of the night.&lt;br /&gt;Nurses came to change my drip and gave me antibiotics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;23rd July - Second day in ward&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doctor can't discharged me today. /stabstabstab&lt;br /&gt;Bored sial.&lt;br /&gt;Had lotsa company from afternoon to night.&lt;br /&gt;Dreaded sleeping at night.&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't sleep well.&lt;br /&gt;The last antibiotic jab I had hurts shit because my left arm was&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; swollen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Poor vein. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It felt like someone injecting hot liquid and you can actually feel it flowing. Eff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The antibiotic drip didn't help either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;24th July - Third day in ward&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up in the morning cause nurse wanted to give &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;antibiotic &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;jab.&lt;br /&gt;No way I can take it anymore so I beg them to take it out and change the position&lt;br /&gt;But my left hand was too swollen it was impossible to find a vein, so the drip was on my right hand instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yesh, I was FB-ing and MSN-ing with one hand. Awesome not?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doctor came in and say I could be discharged later in the afternoon. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;YYYYYYYYAAAAAYYYYY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Counting up to this point, I haven't eaten for at least 40 hours. Drips don't count.&lt;br /&gt;Was ecstatic when I finally had chicken porridge for lunch that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving around, getting on-n-off bed, cleaning myself was definitely a bitch because the wounds are at my lower abdomen.&lt;br /&gt;I guarantee if I do sit ups, the stitches would burst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on the evening of 24th July, I was finally discharged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Though I was home and feeling guilty cause my family has to fuss over me. I rather the nurses be doing that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole stint in the hospital was an effing &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;10K&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Bloodsuckers lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today doesn't help much because I stink and stink.&lt;br /&gt;And I was having period cramps. Wheeeeee~&lt;br /&gt;What the heck did I do to deserve this?&lt;br /&gt;But yea, gotta review my life for a bit ddi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/8029045@N02/3754015507/" title="Hospital1 by her_evieness, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2495/3754015507_27a9c69c3b_o.jpg" alt="Hospital1" width="203" height="403" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Note&lt;/span&gt;: My room number, go buy lottery. And my tag. Also got number, can buy lottery too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/8029045@N02/3754015549/" title="Hospital2 by her_evieness, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2476/3754015549_e4660dc952_o.jpg" alt="Hospital2" width="403" height="203" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Note&lt;/span&gt;: Drip on my left hand, which swelled into a pig's arm. Bruise was a leftover of my blood test.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/8029045@N02/3754015597/" title="Hospital3 by her_evieness, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2516/3754015597_ce15f1fe2c_o.jpg" alt="Hospital3" width="203" height="403" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Note&lt;/span&gt;: I was trying to avoid having a double-chin in photos but still looked stupid. Thank heavens for hospital wifi despite it being a on-off-drop line.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/8029045@N02/3754815386/" title="Hospital4 by her_evieness, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3428/3754815386_71863da4a2_o.jpg" alt="Hospital4" width="403" height="403" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Note&lt;/span&gt;: Buddies! See Sheng Mae? I wonder why I looked so happy. Cause I felt miserable alot =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/8029045@N02/3754817722/" title="DSC09840 by her_evieness, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2651/3754817722_876692c307.jpg" alt="DSC09840" width="500" height="375" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Note&lt;/span&gt;: Lo and behold. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THE APPENDIX&lt;/span&gt;. Just in case you haven't see its widespread news on FB -_-''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; thank-you&lt;/span&gt; list:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;The Family&lt;/span&gt;: Gratefulness, blissfulness and my undeserving blessing. Thanks. *HUGZ*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;Stef &amp;amp; Xian&lt;/span&gt;: Thanks for the Aussie calls, I could feel the love across continents =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;Edmund&lt;/span&gt;: For restraining himself from making jokes that will cause me to laugh my stitches off, and temaning me for two days. Though the 2nd day intention can be pretty ambiguous kan, mund? =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;Jing &amp;amp; Yin&lt;/span&gt;: Thanks for the worrying Jing, and sorry for sending you such a worrying message randomly. But I feel the care dude. =) Yin sayang, thanks for the messages and teman-ing me, and reminding the zha boh of what s(h)e should do. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;Sam &amp;amp; ShengMae&lt;/span&gt;: Thanks for the rose, but dying liao. Pooh. And the countless smses to rant etc. THANKOOO. I still owe you money for the magazine. Thanks Mae for being supportive of my cool idea to take a photo of the appendix, was glad to have your company =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;KenHui &amp;amp; SueMae&lt;/span&gt;: My gawd, it was a funny phase with you two. Love the jokes, and thanks to both of you for the worrying, I could feel the care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;Santa&lt;/span&gt;: Thanks dude for dropping by, and terribly sorry for causing you the scare with my family. The milo was a thoughtful act =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owh owh,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;Xiang&lt;/span&gt;: You stay and home and quit bleeding. =P See you when I'm better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I gotta get back to bed, the dizzyness is back. Pooh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/547156038108587994-1301717109390963764?l=evieness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://evieness.blogspot.com/2009/07/appendix-is-gods-given-bonus-to-doctors.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Pink Obssession)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>6</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-547156038108587994.post-2704295900977780335</guid><pubDate>Tue, 21 Jul 2009 01:48:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-21T10:37:16.869+08:00</atom:updated><title>Promotions promotions</title><description>If anyone is interested in joining &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;HELP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for the upcoming &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;30-hour Famine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; organized by World Vision on the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;22nd and 23rd AUGUST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, do contact me =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If only promotions were that easy. -_-''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeap.&lt;br /&gt;Been procrastinating, hence the FB status of "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;WHY MY TO-DO LIST SO PANJANG WAN?&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;And suddenly it struck me that I really may have a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Phlegmatic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; personality, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Note&lt;/span&gt;: Always finding the easy way to do stuff and often procrastinating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn. So much for being Melancholic-Choleric or Choleric-Melancholic la.&lt;br /&gt;Always thought I was the emo perfectionist though *shrugs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;s&gt;Edmund's Birthday&lt;/s&gt; &lt;div&gt;2. &lt;s&gt;Jing's Birthday Dinner&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;3. &lt;s&gt;Outing with The Gals&lt;/s&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;4. &lt;s&gt;Interview at INTI + Dinner/Movie in Klang&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/div&gt; 5. Lunch with High School Gang + BBQ Celebration for Jing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;11-7-2009 Part 1: Lunch with High School Gang&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T'was a visit to McD's.&lt;br /&gt;Fei smsed me telling me that she was being &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;glared&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; at by the waitresses because she was booking seats for us when McD was overflowing with peeps.&lt;br /&gt;McD overflowing with peeps? Seriously, all my time going there, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tak pernah&lt;/span&gt; happen pun.&lt;br /&gt;My babe damn lucky la.&lt;br /&gt;Rofl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the high school gang, it was talk, talk and TALK.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously the best way for us girls to use up our 6000-8000 words quota for a day without possibly annoying the probably boyfriend, if we do have one that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I know my Hunnie has a can't-make-it BF who complains like that. =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/8029045@N02/3711503771/" title="Outings10 by her_evieness, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2676/3711503771_a8a4a044b4_o.jpg" alt="Outings10" width="403" height="403" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Note&lt;/span&gt;: Some of us peeps. I like how my skin looks, macam tofu =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then!&lt;br /&gt;We realised there was a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;stalker&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Alamak&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;So freaky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The person being stalked?&lt;br /&gt;None of us girls.&lt;br /&gt;I know, girls nowadays damn &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;berani&lt;/span&gt;, stalk&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; guys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ddi.&lt;br /&gt;And the girl was what? Maximum 3 years old??????&lt;br /&gt;ROFL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Presenting!&lt;br /&gt;Xiang's Mini Stalker&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; (Toh, 2009)&lt;/span&gt;! Ta DAH~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/8029045@N02/3711503879/" title="Outings11 by her_evieness, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2511/3711503879_d5721972bc_o.jpg" alt="Outings11" width="403" height="403" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Note&lt;/span&gt;: Mini stalker on the left. I don't stalk and I'm far from being mini. But I coo at cutee lil thingies/hoomies. SHE'S SO ADORABLE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's shhoooooooo &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;cuteeee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;But Xiang damn ignorant. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jual mahal la tu.&lt;/span&gt; =P&lt;br /&gt;All he did was try and protect her from evil monster eVie.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, I couldn't help coo-ing all over her. SHO CUTEE!&lt;br /&gt;There was even one point I caught her lying on her folded arms and staring at Xiang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Perempuan ni&lt;/span&gt;. ROFL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;11-7-2009 Part 2: Jing-O's BBQ Dinner.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First off, I would kindly like to smack Jing for saying that his house is small. *SMACK!*&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, FAR FROM SMALL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owh, and I was literally in living hell trying to drive Xiang and me to Jing's house.&lt;br /&gt;No. It wasn't the road.&lt;br /&gt;It was having Xiang in the car. Imagine a Dr.House &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Asian Version&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; who finds kicks in torturing ME.&lt;br /&gt;Wah. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;crycrycry&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I'm giving him such bad publicity. Stalker and living hell? ROFL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we were there early to help out.&lt;br /&gt;In accordance to my gender role, I am suppose to be hopeless with the BBQ pit so I left Jing's bro and Xiang to have their lovely time with the pit.&lt;br /&gt;And I was the one dusting ashes of their hair, giving praises and telling Jing to sit down to avoid aggravating his ever-flowing nose.&lt;br /&gt;Talk about being the compassionate gender eh! =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/8029045@N02/3712317332/" title="Outings12 by her_evieness, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2619/3712317332_7ce4e4733d_o.jpg" alt="Outings12" width="403" height="403" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Note&lt;/span&gt;: Beginning of BBQ. Men doing their men thing *cough*. And the ignorant cat. Rofl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we had the first round of burnt sausages, oily yummy meat and the AWESOMELY DELICIOUS &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;salad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; by Jing's mum,&lt;br /&gt;Mund and NewFriend arrived. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Btw, Jing's mum is awesome, she's shooo funny and she makes the most awesome-est salad ever!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Continued BBQ-ing till we were stuffed and round.&lt;br /&gt;Jing had to drink something + something + &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Bittergourd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in order to heal his overflowing nose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Btw, KFC caused his over-flowing nose, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yit hei &lt;/span&gt;mar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only remember Bittergourd cause I was laughing at him. Oops.&lt;br /&gt;Less compassion cause I practice androgyny, must be like the other gender. Mean and less compassionate =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/8029045@N02/3712317442/" title="Outings13 by her_evieness, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2443/3712317442_eed9fb85d9_o.jpg" alt="Outings13" width="403" height="403" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Note&lt;/span&gt;: Jing and Juice. Observe ugly expression. Other photo depicts other BBQ people. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Agnes jie, Yin and Jushen finally arrived, it was &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;drinking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; time.&lt;br /&gt;I guai la, I only end up downing one &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Jagger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;bomb&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Macam&lt;/span&gt; cough medication. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Eeyuck. I'm still up for 80% soda + 20% alcohol. =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the games were meant to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bunuh&lt;/span&gt; Edmund la. Literally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owh owh, must highlight the part where Xiang manage to create the rule where he and I wouldn't have to drink if we&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; kena&lt;/span&gt;, but Edmund has to drink for us instead!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No la, bukan kerana sayang aku, he just wanted to get back to his house in a piece.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But must highlight his very rare niceness, wouldn't want to get him too much bad &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;publicity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kan&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;If not, kena sue for slander some more. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Liao la&lt;/span&gt;. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/8029045@N02/3711504219/" title="Outings14 by her_evieness, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3520/3711504219_64338f5909_o.jpg" alt="Outings14" width="403" height="403" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Note&lt;/span&gt;: Happy people being somewhat drunk. We're high most of the time. So it doesn't count.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;See Xiang's face after Jushen flashed the cat at him. ROFL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owh, even Jing's sister (Michelle) joined us, and Jing/Agnes has to end up drinking her share. ROFL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/8029045@N02/3712317682/" title="Outings15 by her_evieness, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2599/3712317682_f09c7f91c1_o.jpg" alt="Outings15" width="403" height="403" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Note&lt;/span&gt;: Groupies! And newbie!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See new face?? HEEE!&lt;br /&gt;Ta-dah!&lt;br /&gt;The NewFriend I have been mentioning since the past few posts.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone, meet &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Mr.Santa Boon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. =D&lt;br /&gt;Ask Edmund for his contact =P&lt;br /&gt;He's a pretty nice dude, all he does is bully Edmund.&lt;br /&gt;Consistent with the intentions of the rest of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;We rock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now really have to go to promotions ddi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jiayou&lt;/span&gt; eVie!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/547156038108587994-2704295900977780335?l=evieness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://evieness.blogspot.com/2009/07/promotions-promotions.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Pink Obssession)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-547156038108587994.post-4423282330552053499</guid><pubDate>Mon, 13 Jul 2009 15:07:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-14T00:03:39.158+08:00</atom:updated><title>Two-in-One</title><description>&lt;div&gt;I really did went Pappa Rich again.&lt;br /&gt;True enough, the drinks are not bad =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to updates, so I can forget my backlog of work for a lil while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;s&gt;Edmund's Birthday&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;2. &lt;s&gt;Jing's Birthday Dinner&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;3. Outing with The Gals &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;4. Interview at INTI + Dinner/Movie in Klang&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;5. Lunch with High School Gang + BBQ Celebration for Jing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;9-7-2009: GirlieS outing&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Wennie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Mae&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; are back, us gals decided to head to the Curve after &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Fei's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; last paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waited a while for them there, bought a lot of stuff. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Die la die my account.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rofl~ But shopping's nicee, so it's acceptable &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*denial denial*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, Raech, Mae and Fei ended up at the Penang Kopitiam having lunch.&lt;br /&gt;And the talks we have. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Owh, by now, you would realise that all my outings revolve around talks.&lt;br /&gt;Which I of course can't disclose for privacy purposes, and also since my brain can't possible comprehend all the talks and regurgitate it for you.&lt;br /&gt;So don't be so &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pat&lt;/span&gt;, thanks. =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we walked around a lil bit more, headed to &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Daiso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and the gals got present for a birthday party they were going to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parted ways, then I had Sam to be my chauffer, dinner and gossiped a bit. Rofl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. &lt;s&gt;Edmund's Birthday&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;2. &lt;s&gt;Jing's Birthday Dinner&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;3. &lt;s&gt;Outing with The Gals&lt;/s&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;4. Interview at INTI + Dinner/Movie in Klang&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;5. Lunch with High School Gang + BBQ Celebration for Jing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;10-7-2009 &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Part 1&lt;/span&gt;: Interview at INTI&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As part of the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Famine 30&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; committee, I was asked by my boss to represent him to INTI for a particular interview.&lt;br /&gt;And since he's my boss, and got thesis to worry about, fine lor. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ikut arahan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached Subang, walked a hell alot to get to Asia Cafe which is infront of INTI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tak cukup&lt;/span&gt; 10 minutes sitting down and enjoy my &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Me&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;lon&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Cooler&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, then got called for interview ddi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As nervous as we were, &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;or I am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manage to conclude it. Yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed to 1u, had late lunch and again gossiped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Apa nak buat, my bestie is separuh perempuan. =PPP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/8029045@N02/3712316468/" title="Outings6 by her_evieness, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2549/3712316468_f3e23a0f8a_o.jpg" alt="Outings6" width="403" height="403" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Note&lt;/span&gt;: The Bestie at Teppanyaki. See he so sad cause his bubble tea no real bubbles aka Pearls. They had literal bubbles. You know the pop-pop bubbles? Yea, that one. =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;10-7-2009 &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Part 2&lt;/span&gt;: Dinner and Klang&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the late lunch, KM came and fetch me down to Klang so can have dinner with the college gang (himbo-bimbo).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;JianthePilot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; dah balik, so he crave normal food, and Klang food,&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; though he's not from there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite the jam, and KM's &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;emo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; face, we manage to get into Klang in one piece. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yay us!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat down in Boston Restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;Jian and the boss, who were both Chinese, ended up ordering food &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dalam Bahasa Melayu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, none of us could converse in Hokkien.&lt;br /&gt;So &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;paiseh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the food did came.&lt;br /&gt;And we, Jian especially ate to his heart's content. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/8029045@N02/3711503397/" title="Outings7 by her_evieness, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2528/3711503397_3ef68928cb_o.jpg" alt="Outings7" width="403" height="403" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Note&lt;/span&gt;: FOOOOOODD~ And that girl is the future pilot's gf. See how happy is he posing? Rofl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner, we had &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;chocolates&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; from Jian. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;More tobelerone for me. -_-''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We finished and headed to Aeon Bukit Tinggi for movie!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spend some time there with Arcade games.&lt;br /&gt;KM commented that I drove like a drunkard. -_-''&lt;br /&gt;Walked a while more, Hunnie finally came.&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;ICE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;AGE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt; 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! Wheee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/8029045@N02/3711503549/" title="Outings8 by her_evieness, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3465/3711503549_414b2010a8_o.jpg" alt="Outings8" width="403" height="403" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Note&lt;/span&gt;: Us at arcade games. The boys had a "great" time on the bicycle. Mwehehehehe~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/8029045@N02/3712317022/" title="Outings9 by her_evieness, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2311/3712317022_698fc8dcf7_o.jpg" alt="Outings9" width="403" height="403" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Note&lt;/span&gt;: My Hunnie and her lil pram. ROFL! And couples heading to the ramp to see Klang's bee-you-tiful night view. =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a long day, time to go home!&lt;br /&gt;Although it's the first movie outing with the himbo-bimbo gang surprise surprise, I think we should do it again! =P&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/547156038108587994-4423282330552053499?l=evieness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://evieness.blogspot.com/2009/07/two-in-one.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Pink Obssession)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-547156038108587994.post-172107985412016794</guid><pubDate>Sun, 12 Jul 2009 12:31:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-14T00:04:15.585+08:00</atom:updated><title>Jing-O's big 21-O =P</title><description>Please don't go Pappa Rich.&lt;br /&gt;The food's below &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;mediocre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. And worse, darn expensive.&lt;br /&gt;Bah. Spoilt mood no thanks to the food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I would go back to try their &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;coffee &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;though, and ambience is not to bad la I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;List of backlogs include: &lt;div&gt;1. &lt;s&gt;Edmund's Birthday&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;2. Jing's Birthday Dinner&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;3. Outing with The Gals &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;4. Interview at INTI + Dinner/Movie in Klang&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;5. Lunch with High School Gang + BBQ Celebration for Jing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8-7-2009: Jing-O's 21st Birthday Celebration.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rushed there after the &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;horrifying&lt;/span&gt; 302 paper.&lt;br /&gt;Took me two wrong turns to get to Tropicana City Mall.&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I think I was dazed by the paper. =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached and walk around a while, the others were watching Ice Age 3. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Stupid paper didn't allow me to watch in time =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to get Jing's cake as Yin ordered.&lt;br /&gt;Hid it inside my new &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;bag&lt;/span&gt; =DD&lt;br /&gt;Met the rest at Sushi Tei, which IMO, is a copy of Zanmai without their yummy green tea dessert. ROFL. It's under the same company if I didn't mistaken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;FOREVER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to place our order. No joke.&lt;br /&gt;Crazy shit.&lt;br /&gt;The lady had to come to us a few times, but we can't decide. Damn paiseh.&lt;br /&gt;And we talked SO LOUD. The people behind us kept looking at our table. Paiseh maximum la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/8029045@N02/3711502475/" title="Outings1 by her_evieness, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2423/3711502475_e3b555fcf8_o.jpg" alt="Outings1" width="403" height="403" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Note&lt;/span&gt;: See happy Jing-o? And pretty girls =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We sat until it was time to last order.&lt;br /&gt;Mostly about teasing Edmund and Jing-o.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I still can't believe you hid that from us Jing. SERIOUSLY. Rofl~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we decided to head back to EuroDeli to meet the new friend I mentioned in the previous post. =D&lt;br /&gt;Took so long for us to decide, but our entourage of 5 cars decided to head there.&lt;br /&gt;Unsurprisingly, I'm the earliest again. =P&lt;br /&gt;Besides &lt;s&gt;yumcha&lt;/s&gt; yumzhao, we plan to go there so Jing can actually blow a real &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;candle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; on his cake. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/8029045@N02/3711502613/" title="Outings2 by her_evieness, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2648/3711502613_3aff2d421a_o.jpg" alt="Outings2" width="403" height="403" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Note&lt;/span&gt;: Jing-o's new wallet, damn nicee!! Then you can see Agnes jie and Jush posing. Owh, and the huge German beer for Jing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/8029045@N02/3711502783/" title="Outings3 by her_evieness, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2535/3711502783_0573682526_o.jpg" alt="Outings3" width="403" height="403" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Note&lt;/span&gt;: Mug as big as Mund's face VS Mug bigger than Sheen's face. Rofl. Can see real candle ddi!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And the pretty girl next to me is Jushen =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/8029045@N02/3711503035/" title="Outings5 by her_evieness, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3253/3711503035_15b0c25de2_o.jpg" alt="Outings5" width="403" height="403" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Note&lt;/span&gt;: Scandalous photos. Tsk. =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So again, it was a usual long long &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LOOOONNGG&lt;/span&gt; chit chat session.&lt;br /&gt;Ranging from funny topics to scary topics like cross-cultural shocks. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/8029045@N02/3711502915/" title="Outings4 by her_evieness, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3660/3711502915_3591fed407_o.jpg" alt="Outings4" width="403" height="403" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Note&lt;/span&gt;: Groupie!!! You can go spot the difference between the 3 =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owhkie. No more posting for today. All my bosses chasing me for work ddi. -_-''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Le sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;P.S:&lt;/span&gt; Damn stress.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/547156038108587994-172107985412016794?l=evieness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://evieness.blogspot.com/2009/07/jing-os-big-21-o-p.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Pink Obssession)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-547156038108587994.post-6536796971133668686</guid><pubDate>Sun, 12 Jul 2009 07:25:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-12T15:51:38.586+08:00</atom:updated><title>I'm too tired to think of a title</title><description>&lt;div&gt;I have &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;a lot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to blog.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Liao.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Hence it will be staggered, because I'm feeling fat and lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;List of backlogs include:&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;1. Edmund's Birthday&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;2. Jing's Birthday Dinner&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;3. Outing with The Gals &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;4. Interview at INTI + Dinner/Movie in Klang&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;5. Lunch with High School Gang + BBQ Celebration for Jing&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't ask bout exams.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;It was a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;disappointment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Though Sheen think I'm being drama about it la. Shhhoo mean. =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;4th July 2009 - Edmund's Birthday Dinner.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeap. This &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pompuan&lt;/span&gt; turned 21 on 28th June, but celebrated later.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No choice la. So happening kan, so need more time to plan. Tsk. ROFL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/8029045@N02/3711569079/" title="Outings16 by her_evieness, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3424/3711569079_4b0c45e99e_o.jpg" alt="Outings16" width="403" height="403" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Note&lt;/span&gt;: See the pompuan? Hee! Mund, you know I damn sayang you kan? =D And the EuroDeli &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;colo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;ur&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;gs&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;It was just a small dinner at &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Euro&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;Deli&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, which in every sense, was memorable  to the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pompuan&lt;/span&gt;. =P&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;I didn't join the after-party at Cynna&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; I think&lt;/span&gt;, cause I had exams, and  knowing how good girls are like me, we stay at home lifeless and studying.  Pooh.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, I was early.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;With Yin and Xiang.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Of course, the crowd gradually poured in. =D&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;EuroDeli is known for &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;porky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; delicacies, and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;COLOURING!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Which us early birds fully utilize. =P&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/8029045@N02/3711569157/" title="Outings17 by her_evieness, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2622/3711569157_140a9d4549_o.jpg" alt="Outings17" width="403" height="403" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Note&lt;/span&gt;: Xiang, the colouring enthusiast. That boy cakap je not colouring. End up colouring MY paper. Which resulted in a C-. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Heloo, look at his blue cheese-ham-thingy&lt;/span&gt;. I'm very kind ddi lor. But after the haggling for more marks from SueMae &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(macam highschool!)&lt;/span&gt;, he got a C+. And he's very happy at that too =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course. We took&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt; forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to order as well.&lt;br /&gt;But really, that should not come as a surprise. I mean, we are DJ-ians. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lambat lagi kecoh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROFL!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we finally did order food, the service was a bit haphazard.&lt;br /&gt;So we ended up self-serving especially for water.&lt;br /&gt;We each ordered a different dish.&lt;br /&gt;I almost died trying to finish the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;pork knuckle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Someone should add in the menu that it's for a portion of 2 - 3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had yummy dinner rolls, and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;ROSTI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Me likee. =)&lt;br /&gt;Jing was initially complained his bratwurst is too little, but he was so full at the end, he couldn't even help me finish my pork knuckle. Hee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, we had the talks.&lt;br /&gt;And I can't remember what we talked. =D&lt;br /&gt;Then when Edmund come, we would imitate his standing pose, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;betul-betul pompuan&lt;/span&gt;. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/8029045@N02/3711569257/" title="Outings18 by her_evieness, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2449/3711569257_03ed75b2ee_o.jpg" alt="Outings18" width="403" height="403" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Note&lt;/span&gt;: The peeps. Raechen and me were wearing the same design!!! In different colour. =D You can see the peeps colouring and some looking at menu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/8029045@N02/3711569377/" title="Outings19 by her_evieness, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2586/3711569377_fe78a17b69_o.jpg" alt="Outings19" width="403" height="403" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Note&lt;/span&gt;: Mund say I don't know how to pose. Sobs sobs! And Xiang was distracted by a pretty girl *cough* You know the hardships one have to go through to get a decent photo with him? Btw, my gals for the night, Raech, Yin and Mae =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/8029045@N02/3712382958/" title="Outings20 by her_evieness, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2626/3712382958_29efe1d9cc_o.jpg" alt="Outings20" width="403" height="403" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Note&lt;/span&gt;: Food ambassadors!!! And our food. See the huge pork knuckle I have? I know it looks small, photo scale mar. -_-''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/8029045@N02/3712384726/" title="Outings22 by her_evieness, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2448/3712384726_1a884d7aaa.jpg" alt="Outings22" width="500" height="375" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Note&lt;/span&gt;: The &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;happy&lt;/span&gt; DJ-ian bunch =D &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Please disregard my ghostly face, I've been really frustrated trying to get the colour of my foundation right so it doesn't have a white cast in lighted photose, any ideas? *frust frust*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides the laughter, Edmund/us met a new &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in EuroDeli as well.&lt;br /&gt;Part of why that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pompuan&lt;/span&gt; had a memorable birthday =P&lt;br /&gt;He gave Edmund 3 slices of &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;cake&lt;/span&gt; to celebrate the birthday, so nicee kan? HEE!&lt;br /&gt;Look out for his photo in coming posts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sekarang aku nak tidur. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later alligators! =P&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/547156038108587994-6536796971133668686?l=evieness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://evieness.blogspot.com/2009/07/im-too-tired-to-think-of-title.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Pink Obssession)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-547156038108587994.post-728307396500228480</guid><pubDate>Sat, 13 Jun 2009 13:48:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-13T23:52:46.630+08:00</atom:updated><title>One month later...</title><description>Hi! I'm &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,102)"&gt;back!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;STRESSED!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinda obvious from the MIA action. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Missing in action action? o.O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I wouldn't say I have no life, just less online life.&lt;br /&gt;Which I reckon many people would commend as a good thing. =)&lt;br /&gt;And it doesn't mean I'm less busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you think it's alright for me to rant that I'm really putting on weight in the recent months?&lt;br /&gt;No huh? Nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been taking on a lot this sem. As compared to last sem anyway.&lt;br /&gt;And thinking it's probably a wee bit too much. We'll see how it goes. Mweheehehhe~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attended the PAL workshop today as tutor/coordinator/&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;kuli&lt;/span&gt;/etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;Food was good. But I shouldn't be saying I'm growing fat kan?&lt;br /&gt;Eh, eh, of course the sessions were good too. =P&lt;br /&gt;Had talks with &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,102)"&gt;Elaine and gang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, they so funny! At least I wasn't bored la. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One piece of crucial info I got from the girls, or rather, from Leeyana =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic; FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;"Your soulmate is never your husband, but your best friend"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;As referenced from Boys Over Flowers, &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic; COLOR: rgb(255,204,204); FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;yumyum =P.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was quite &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;WHA??!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's pretty sad you know. Imagine telling future hubby this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic; FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;"Hey dear, I love you, but you're not my soulmate yea? Just so you know."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*^@!&amp;amp;^@&amp;amp;!^@&amp;amp;!^@^&amp;amp;!&lt;br /&gt;But Leeyana and La Veina convincingly told me that the statement is true,&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt; eh, they serious damn convincing kie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too much of Boys Over Flowers. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;But who won't OD over that right? =DD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Just like OD-ing over food, making me feel fat now. Oops. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still not believing that statement. It's damn &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,0,204)"&gt;sad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, a few other events:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;u&gt;1. Return of Nottingham Man *cough*.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The budak &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;macam lepas dar&lt;/span&gt;i jungle, damn &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;gembira&lt;/span&gt; invite us go watch movie &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;which I couldn't make cause rushing stupid assignment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we makan at Pasta Zanmai,&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt; sehingga membisingkan&lt;/span&gt; the whole place.&lt;br /&gt;Quite &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;paiseh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With all those &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;"Eh dude, eh dude" stories, "Sparkly!"&lt;/span&gt;, and all those namedropping of Notthingham people. Mund is &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,0)"&gt;horrible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I know =P.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Zanmai1 by her_evieness, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/8029045@N02/3621308961/"&gt;&lt;img alt="Zanmai1" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3390/3621308961_a147338a02_o.jpg" width="403" height="403" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Note&lt;/span&gt;: Para hadirin sekalian. DJ-ians will forever kecoh. FOREVER. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Zanmai2 by her_evieness, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/8029045@N02/3621309049/"&gt;&lt;img alt="Zanmai2" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2447/3621309049_9a2025d048_o.jpg" width="400" height="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Note&lt;/span&gt;: Re-enacting a particular hand-holding scene from Decanter. Except one of them looks forced this time. =P The green tea dessert is awesome!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We sat till they close shop and they can't wait for us to leave. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Terlampau bising la kan. =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The food's yummy tho &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,0)"&gt;expensive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. =)&lt;br /&gt;Even thinking of food makes me feel fat although I shouldn't be saying that, so yea, shhh~&lt;br /&gt;The dessert!! &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Stef, I bring you go makan. Green tea ice cream yumz~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;u&gt;2. Laksa Dinner &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;di&lt;/span&gt; Cheow Yang&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rofl~ The guys were craving&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic; COLOR: rgb(255,102,0)"&gt; laksa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;pergila makan&lt;/span&gt; di Cheow Yang.&lt;br /&gt;Though it satisfy my cravings for fishy laksa soup, nothing beats my Ah Mah's!&lt;br /&gt;This is the point where I would say I feel damn fat, but I really shouldn't say so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Laksa by her_evieness, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/8029045@N02/3621309105/"&gt;&lt;img alt="Laksa" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3610/3621309105_5fd7fe2265_o.jpg" width="203" height="403" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Note&lt;/span&gt;: I'm not being unfair!! Xiang's face was there cause my awesome-possum digicam captured the other 2 in blur motion. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;3. My First Work cum Clubbing Experience.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause the work was in a club.&lt;br /&gt;No, I wasn't in mini sexy tight fitting dress which will make one vomit cause of the likelihood of a gargantuan in that isn't very enticing.&lt;br /&gt;Owhkay, I shan't say I'm fat. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,204,255)"&gt;LUST Magazine launch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, there to&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt; teman&lt;/span&gt; my boss =)&lt;br /&gt;And the bunch la. Great company.&lt;br /&gt;Gotta thank Sam for being the responsible uncle.&lt;br /&gt;Sending me and Mae. Heee~&lt;br /&gt;And allowing me to have sips of Tuborg beer plus Bacardi Lemon &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;I think la, but it was yumz for a girl who hates alcohol. Me thinks it's the 80% sprite, 20% alcohol. =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No photos though. Not allowed, not I don't want.&lt;br /&gt;Damn tired the day I was back. Next day &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,255)"&gt;hypersomnia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; all the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Clubbing by her_evieness, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/8029045@N02/3621310057/"&gt;&lt;img alt="Clubbing" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3415/3621310057_3d5423a395.jpg" width="375" height="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Note&lt;/span&gt;: Mata aku untuk clubbing moment. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yesh, let's be &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,255,153); FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;emo&lt;/span&gt; for a moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Byee &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,153,0)"&gt;tissue paper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;I know I byee-ed that day ddi and I meant to upload this on the day you leave.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;But hey, not like you will read.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Probably the day you're back then you realise. ROFL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Jangan emo yea?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;I jaga the dai sou for you. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;But please come back soon and jaga her, no one boleh replace you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="ZhanShuo by her_evieness, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/8029045@N02/3621310141/"&gt;&lt;img alt="ZhanShuo" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3339/3621310141_1a2d064c06_o.jpg" width="403" height="403" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Note&lt;/span&gt;: I loveee the pic in the bottom left corner. You look shooo cutee kan?! In colour some more. =) The rest, must grayscale and sepia a bit so more emo yea? Aren't you proud I didn't flood airport? You look like you were gonna flood it though =P. Take care la please. P.S: No books- da sao's orders. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Aaah! Long one~ Niceee.&lt;br /&gt;Back to work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Edit&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: I just remember a random thing I want to blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Evidence that eVie may just not be a Female:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Situation1- &lt;em&gt;She doesn't act like a girl&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;eVie&lt;/span&gt; calls &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Xiang&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Hello? Last resort kan? So I'm fetching you right?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Hi. Yea. Thank you. What time you coming over arh?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Err, now?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"WHAT?!?! You are NOT a girl!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Situation2 - &lt;em&gt;No one believes she can be girly&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*Just before 310 mid terms*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Eh &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;KM,&lt;/span&gt; do you and Shyuan do the blow-finger-boo-boo thing?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"*bashfully* yea....last time la..when just start..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I can do also! *starts acting it out*"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"OEI!! Please stop! My bulu roma all come out ddi"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"You believe I do that to my ex or not?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"OMG!!!! *rolls on floor laughing*"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"me = SWEAT"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/547156038108587994-728307396500228480?l=evieness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://evieness.blogspot.com/2009/06/one-month-later.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Pink Obssession)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-547156038108587994.post-5177919306752907274</guid><pubDate>Tue, 05 May 2009 09:53:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-05T19:49:43.800+08:00</atom:updated><title>Blog-draught (Loong, 2009)</title><description>Rofl! I quoted Mae's theory.&lt;br /&gt;You don't have to know what is it, and I'm not giving you her blog add since I'm not sure if it's appropriate.&lt;br /&gt;Just know that I &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;lovee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; that theory of hers. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesh.&lt;br /&gt;I always start my posts with sorries or apologies of MIA-ing.&lt;br /&gt;I really damn &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,204,255)"&gt;lazy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to blog lor.&lt;br /&gt;And so happens that alot of the events that happen in my life, have bloggers to blog about it anyway.&lt;br /&gt;For example, my work-play trip to &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,255,51)"&gt;Penang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; or the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,153,0)"&gt;Krispy Kreme&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; launch. I honestly can't remember any other events. How come I feel so amnesia-ish? -_-''&lt;br /&gt;Click Sam's link on my sidebar and you will have links to lots more people who have way more interesting ways to blog about the events I attend. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owh, can someone tell the someone to tell the someone above that it would help if he/she turns down the thermostat for the weather these few days?&lt;br /&gt;Freaking flu now owhkay. Darn &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,255,255)"&gt;weather&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Bah bah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do have one back-logged event to blog about though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,0)"&gt;Mr. Yeow Jian How's farewell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeap, the dude left the torment of Psychology to torment himself in a different way as a cadet pilot in Langkawi.&lt;br /&gt;Just the other day he hogged the only computer available at the base to complain about how tormented he is.&lt;br /&gt;Which I retorted with a &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;serves-you-right&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Hey, he gets to enjoy his passion in &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(153,255,153)"&gt;Langkawi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, we're stuck her with future piles of &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,51,204)"&gt;journals&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to read *insert cringing expression*&lt;br /&gt;Hence, no sympathy for you Jian. *GRIN*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we went to &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,255)"&gt;100 degrees Shabu-shabu/steamboat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in NiuZeXui, Ara Damansara.&lt;br /&gt;I was the one leading the way. Am so damn proud. =P&lt;br /&gt;It was the day we finish our exams, so it's like a farewell cum celebration-after-&lt;s&gt;exams&lt;/s&gt;. &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EDIT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;: It was after &lt;strong&gt;COLLOQIUM&lt;/strong&gt;. (Chong, 2009). &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Told you I had amnesia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The gang met at Shyuan's place earlier.&lt;br /&gt;I was only picked up by the yellow clown car when they were going to leave to NiuZeXui.&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt; I was the map remember?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Farewell 1 by her_evieness, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/8029045@N02/3463186922/"&gt;&lt;img height="402" alt="Farewell 1" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3602/3463186922_db32b68f23_o.jpg" width="402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Note&lt;/span&gt;: Environment + Food pics. Ma ma dei only. I think the place is nicee for a first-timer-get-together la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Farewell 2 by her_evieness, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/8029045@N02/3462373417/"&gt;&lt;img height="402" alt="Farewell 2" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3539/3462373417_d0d7b9dfbf_o.jpg" width="402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Note&lt;/span&gt;: See new face?? Hee~ And also my awesome "What?-Wanna-ta-gao-face" Lovee it. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Farewell 3 by her_evieness, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/8029045@N02/3463187604/"&gt;&lt;img height="402" alt="Farewell 3" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3497/3463187604_804819791d_o.jpg" width="402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Note&lt;/span&gt;: Human pics. Groupie! And the wrong looking gay-ish implying pic on the bottom left. &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;LOOK&lt;/span&gt;. =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I brought along &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(0,102,0)"&gt;someone's&lt;/span&gt; DSLR so yea, got pretty nicee photos.&lt;br /&gt;Though I can't get the colour right.&lt;br /&gt;Either too yellow or super white-wash out.&lt;br /&gt;Damn annoying.&lt;br /&gt;I prefer the set of photos that I took previously. The bazaar one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Food was alright.&lt;br /&gt;I won't choose to go back for the food.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe environment? But got plenty of places like that kan?&lt;br /&gt;The conversations mainly revolve around the himbos questioning the &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;ex-psychology-now-cadet-pilot-himbo's&lt;/span&gt; gf.&lt;br /&gt;Poor girl. But I think she quite calm and collected lor.&lt;br /&gt;Gotta credit her when you have people like KM and Terence asking horribly himbo-itic questions kie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesh. I finally blogged. Happy Hunnie? =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which reminds me, himbos + Hunnie: &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;I thought we suppose to go out holiday makan?!?!?!?!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owh, and I'm &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,102,102)"&gt;not-feeling-well&lt;/span&gt; plus having the &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,153,102)"&gt;Year-3-student-transition crisis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hell. =/ *insert pooh expression*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only I can watch my drama &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,204,204)"&gt;*GRIN BIG BIG*&lt;/span&gt; without having to wait for it to stream so long, I would be cured.&lt;br /&gt;Really. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/547156038108587994-5177919306752907274?l=evieness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://evieness.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-draught-loong-2009.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Pink Obssession)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-547156038108587994.post-597592975985256122</guid><pubDate>Wed, 22 Apr 2009 14:18:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-04-22T22:37:14.814+08:00</atom:updated><title>Long while?</title><description>Eheh.&lt;br /&gt;Busy with exams mar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still stoning.&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;sleep&lt;/span&gt; debt not repaid yet. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exams was do-able.&lt;br /&gt;I'm quite worried bout the results though. But well, that's for later kan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Decisions decisions. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,&lt;br /&gt;On the 2nd day of my exams, I went for my dear ol' pal, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;Yinxie's &lt;/span&gt;birthday celebration.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing big, just a small cosy get together. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was at Decanter Setiabakti.&lt;br /&gt;Which we spent quite a while looking.&lt;br /&gt;Ya Buddha, Decanter-s are too close to each other la. Hot &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;red&lt;/span&gt; sexy GPS not working some more. =P&lt;br /&gt;But we found it la.&lt;br /&gt;As usual, took a while to order the food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Yin 1 by her_evieness, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/8029045@N02/3463187914/"&gt;&lt;img height="403" alt="Yin 1" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3577/3463187914_3e09353df0_o.jpg" width="403" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Note&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: The peeps. And of course, our main star for the day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you haven't realised until now, my outings with this bunch of friends is always talk, camwhore and makan wan.&lt;br /&gt;And there's no way I can blog about every single bit of our convo, that's a bit OCD and personally, quite freaky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Yin 3 by her_evieness, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/8029045@N02/3463188780/"&gt;&lt;img height="403" alt="Yin 3" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3483/3463188780_bf768cb8e9_o.jpg" width="403" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Note&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: See! Camwhore lagi. Jing and Xiang's face damn priceless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though one of the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;highlights &lt;/span&gt;of the night is the 3 guys,&lt;br /&gt;We were talking about treesome/threesome &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;inside joke&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;And they all had telepathy because they just spontaneously showed the action of joke. ROFL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;To those who knows the joke, remind me to show you! Damn 7 funny~ =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="YIn 4 by her_evieness, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/8029045@N02/3463189122/"&gt;&lt;img height="403" alt="YIn 4" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3499/3463189122_3688486a68_o.jpg" width="403" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Note&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: Xiang! Told you the nicest photo blur liao. =( Not to mention, the bottom one isn't even in the right form. I didn't rotate it. Someone took it that way. -_-''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I tak puas&lt;/em&gt;. I don't want another few hundred collages of your &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;funky&lt;/span&gt; photos to remind me of you in the next 3 years la wei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Yin 5 by her_evieness, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/8029045@N02/3463189664/"&gt;&lt;img height="403" alt="Yin 5" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3500/3463189664_d286e5c26b_o.jpg" width="403" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Note&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: A great night! Less and less people liao. =( But still great company.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a great &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;breather&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; from the exams la. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Dear &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Yinxie&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not 12am yet! At least when I posted this la.&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday!!&lt;br /&gt;I hope you &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;loved&lt;/span&gt; what we did.&lt;br /&gt;Have a great 21st year and many more blessed years ahead~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;P.S: No worries, won't lock you for long, if not your future boy boy kill me. =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="YIn 2 by her_evieness, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/8029045@N02/3462374297/"&gt;&lt;img height="403" alt="YIn 2" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3547/3462374297_78e54c7590_o.jpg" width="403" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Note&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: Happy Birthday sweetie! Sho cutee la you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blog another time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/547156038108587994-597592975985256122?l=evieness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://evieness.blogspot.com/2009/04/long-while.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Pink Obssession)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-547156038108587994.post-2286462965715757522</guid><pubDate>Sun, 29 Mar 2009 03:13:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-29T13:30:33.668+08:00</atom:updated><title>For the love of freaky dreams</title><description>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;.....no I do not love freaky dreams thank you thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;Ya Buddha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I had this awesomely &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;weird&lt;/span&gt; dream last night/this morning.&lt;br /&gt;So, it was me driving a four-wheel drive the gung-ho terrain sort with my bro in the car.&lt;br /&gt;And we were at this very green but hugely misty/foggy meadow trying to find our way to our new house.&lt;br /&gt;Because it's a wide area with absolutely no signs, you basically just &lt;em&gt;tembak&lt;/em&gt; your wya and for some reason or another, we both decided to take a right-ish turn, eventhough it was all foggy and we couldn't see the road.&lt;br /&gt;It was scary at that point because the grass were wet and the puddles of water didn't allow us to estimate whether the ground was too soft that we would sink.&lt;br /&gt;But we were fine, until we found out after passing through the mist that we were on a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;mountain ledge in Hunan, China.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;As we drove on the ledge&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; I have no idea how we balanced ourselves on the ledge with the car&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, we decided to walk, and there were &lt;em&gt;orang asli&lt;/em&gt;-s passing us by.&lt;br /&gt;At one point, we reached and area where there were black skulls all round.&lt;br /&gt;Damn freaky, we thought the &lt;em&gt;orang asli&lt;/em&gt;-s &lt;em&gt;mau makan&lt;/em&gt; us.&lt;br /&gt;They didn't.&lt;br /&gt;We reached their village, and it was getting freaky cause we couldn't call, couldn't contact our family members, how to &lt;em&gt;balik&lt;/em&gt; to Malaysia?!!!&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how.&lt;br /&gt;But we ended up booking at Airasia RM99 ticket to go back to KL.&lt;br /&gt;I woke up with the thought "&lt;em&gt;What the hell? Just cause took wrong road have to spend RM99 on an air ticket to go back.&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Yesh tissue paper, that's the dream that woke me up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so damn &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;funkay&lt;/span&gt;. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Personally, my psychological analysis is thinking that it's a sign of sometimes, I make the wrong turnings, to a path that is not easy, and to return back, there's a high price to pay.&lt;br /&gt;Or it could be my random neurons firing. ROFL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, finally a post with pics!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out with the brother &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and someone's "lou por"&lt;/span&gt; since the rest of the family balik kampung. I went back last week ddi.&lt;br /&gt;I am suppose to be stressing out for exams now, but I'm not.&lt;br /&gt;As a matter of fact, I'm so sick of trying to &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;study&lt;/span&gt;. Bah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First stop, the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;A.Fair.Weekend Bazaar&lt;/span&gt; in Soho KL.&lt;br /&gt;Bazaars don't appeal with me no more. It was alright la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Earth1 by her_evieness, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/8029045@N02/3393549971/"&gt;&lt;img height="405" alt="Earth1" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3619/3393549971_c47ce8c07c_o.jpg" width="405" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Note&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: The bazaar quite huge la. Got runway some more. But two models only, so it was so not smooth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked around, took some photos. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Bad lighting. Pooh. Need to learn need to learn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then headed over to Departure Lounge for some &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;hot choc&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Bro wanted the one from Starbucks, but I manage to influence him to try a new one. Hee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Earth2 by her_evieness, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/8029045@N02/3392652882/"&gt;&lt;img height="405" alt="Earth2" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3590/3392652882_64f43b8f7f_o.jpg" width="405" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Note&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: Interior of Departure Lounge. I enjoy its cosiness. One day, I'll travel. One day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Earth3 by her_evieness, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/8029045@N02/3392652884/"&gt;&lt;img height="405" alt="Earth3" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3567/3392652884_7b165b3e81_o.jpg" width="405" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Note&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: I actually like the arrangement of photos here. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, take photo like crazy.&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;enjoy&lt;/span&gt; it mar.&lt;br /&gt;The hot choc was obviously awesosme.&lt;br /&gt;Next in line to Starbucks. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then headed to 1u cause wanna &lt;em&gt;makan&lt;/em&gt; and I have to buy stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Had plans to go to &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Deli.cious&lt;/span&gt; since the Bro hasn't eaten there before.&lt;br /&gt;I know. He hasn't *shakes head*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Earth4 by her_evieness, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/8029045@N02/3392652890/"&gt;&lt;img height="405" alt="Earth4" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3557/3392652890_d98445c47a_o.jpg" width="405" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Note&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: We did not have to wait to be seated. Hah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Earth5 by her_evieness, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/8029045@N02/3392652892/"&gt;&lt;img height="405" alt="Earth5" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3543/3392652892_07abafc784_o.jpg" width="405" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Note&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: The awesomely yummy gastronomic food! Pasta was salty. But the wedges and the salad....Oo lala~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Food was so &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yumms!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I am in love with the salads in Delicious.&lt;br /&gt;And you don't often have me saying that cause:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;1. I always have this idea where I can make my own salad at home and save money.&lt;br /&gt;2. I'm a stingypot who rarely wants to pay for small-sized salads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;But Delicious?&lt;br /&gt;Me no mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;YUMMS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Who wanna go with me soon? Me want more &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;salads!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I'm not a fan of their main course nor pasta, it's nicee. But sometimes too heavy. Salad YUM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Earth6 by her_evieness, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/8029045@N02/3392652896/"&gt;&lt;img height="405" alt="Earth6" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3647/3392652896_e1da673304_o.jpg" width="405" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Note&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: The happy brother eating the heavenly chocolate brownie. That is meant to be shared, if not it taste horrible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dinner was really &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;awesom&lt;/span&gt;e, albeit a heavier-than-usual price to pay.&lt;br /&gt;I tend to be quite happy and at peace with the stingypot in me if I find the meal worth it. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Earth7 by her_evieness, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/8029045@N02/3391849553/"&gt;&lt;img height="405" alt="Earth7" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3654/3391849553_8f87d89cb7_o.jpg" width="405" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Note&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: I lovee the muffin photo! Chocs are heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since we were in 1u jsut before the designated Earth Hour, we decided to stay and see what action they would take.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Fail&lt;/span&gt; la. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Even my hometown in Perak was in darkness for at least half an hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;It's so &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;BRIGHT!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Eg: Jusco. -_-''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Only a few shops turned off some of their lights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way back home, those awesomely huge billboards were ALL LIT UP.&lt;br /&gt;Takut robbers mar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Earth8 by her_evieness, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/8029045@N02/3391849941/"&gt;&lt;img height="405" alt="Earth8" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3452/3391849941_2281308c29_o.jpg" width="405" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Note&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: Top 2 are two shops that actually turned off their lights. Bottom two are culprits. Tsk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached back home.&lt;br /&gt;We turned off all lights before we went out.&lt;br /&gt;Came back home, whole house literally &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;no electricity&lt;/span&gt; cause it tripped during the thunderstorm.&lt;br /&gt;Awesome for us. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw,&lt;br /&gt;The robber-rumours made me so paranoid, I close every internal door to my house and lined the entrance with chairs so that people will fall if they come in.&lt;br /&gt;And also turn on the radio which got turned off anyway to scare people away.&lt;br /&gt;I know it sounds bimbo.&lt;br /&gt;But &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;paranoia &lt;/span&gt;can do wonders *beam*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Earth9 by her_evieness, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/8029045@N02/3392660800/"&gt;&lt;img height="405" alt="Earth9" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3463/3392660800_2e2e0064e7_o.jpg" width="405" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Note&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;: Dark photos is not bad lighting. It's Earth hour la hello. -_-''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That ends a productive day for mood &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and an unproductive day for work&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;So means, more &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;work&lt;/span&gt; today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHOOT!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/547156038108587994-2286462965715757522?l=evieness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://evieness.blogspot.com/2009/03/for-love-of-freaky-dreams.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Pink Obssession)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-547156038108587994.post-3222777645023909183</guid><pubDate>Thu, 26 Mar 2009 13:07:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-26T21:51:37.695+08:00</atom:updated><title>Random sampling</title><description>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;.....because everyone, me included, deserves that fair chance =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;New layout?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay?&lt;br /&gt;Not really la.&lt;br /&gt;I had no choice.&lt;br /&gt;This looks better than the ugly no photo layout. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Thanks to some buddy who privatize his albums and conveniently forgot bout mine. =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;pink&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; still looks good?&lt;br /&gt;I'm just &lt;em&gt;ugh-ed&lt;/em&gt; by the small writing space.&lt;br /&gt;I need big &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;large&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wide&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ones cause I like. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Anyone offers their services? *insert innocent grin* which btw is plausible since I have been tagged as the "innocent one" by some people. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what have I been up to?&lt;br /&gt;1. Attending classes&lt;br /&gt;2. Finishing assignments last minute&lt;br /&gt;3. Procrastinating&lt;br /&gt;4. Finishing more assignments&lt;br /&gt;5. Falling asleep in class. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*insert ugh expression*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Not exercising AKA getting fat&lt;br /&gt;7. Enjoying Ms.W's class, tremendously!&lt;br /&gt;8. Try-ED to study&lt;br /&gt;9. Conforming to my overzealous cyclical hormone pattern&lt;br /&gt;10. Wanting to sleep more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the lifeful one would be watching "&lt;em&gt;Race to Witch Mountain&lt;/em&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be an &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;alien.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I can read minds. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;They read minds better than psychologists.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, the part where the lil girl said that we can do what aliens do so long as we use most of our mind power we only use 10% supposedly.&lt;br /&gt;I was wondering, could it be that we humans are suppose to &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;challenge&lt;/span&gt; ourselves by looking for the other 90% of our brain?&lt;br /&gt;Or&lt;br /&gt;Were we never meant to find that 90% brainpower, so that we don't end up being overly brilliant and kill each other &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;or so we don't become &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;green&lt;/span&gt; lil aliens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.&lt;br /&gt;I was intending this to be an &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;emo&lt;/span&gt; post.&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'm conforming to my cyclical hormone pattern and I've never emo in the blog before eh?&lt;br /&gt;Owh, and as a present to my loyal readers. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Though I can't really see the connection between an emo post and a worthy present la. *insert grin face*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;thinking &lt;/span&gt;a lot la.&lt;br /&gt;Bout the future and stuff and you know, the whole planning &lt;em&gt;thingamajig&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Can be quite depressing la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Boo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel sleepy. Still got assignments and studies.&lt;br /&gt;This is as much as I can emo.&lt;br /&gt;Proves I emo la huh? =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/547156038108587994-3222777645023909183?l=evieness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://evieness.blogspot.com/2009/03/random-sampling.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Pink Obssession)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-547156038108587994.post-1565207484921312878</guid><pubDate>Sun, 08 Mar 2009 14:40:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-08T23:03:54.309+08:00</atom:updated><title>Deep, Morbid. Gruesome.</title><description>So guys, next round, we're watching &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Confessions of a Shopaholic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;No more mind-boggling,&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;eVie&lt;/span&gt;-squeals-and-sink-in-the-seat movies&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;It's silly watching a movie with your eyes &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;covered&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; with a thin shawl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that is the review of &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Watchmen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; from me.&lt;br /&gt;I would never look at the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Rosharch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; test and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;batteries&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; the same way again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=D But I &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;enjoyed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; the outing.&lt;br /&gt;Chilli's was yummy.&lt;br /&gt;The talks were even &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;yummier&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Rofl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Dessert's Bar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; with the hunnie yesterday. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FINALLY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And owh, Xiang, it's not a bar bar kie. =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too bad no camera. *insert pooh expression*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevermind, another chance to go right hunnie????? =DDD&lt;br /&gt;It was good btw.&lt;br /&gt;We went to the Casa Tropicana branch. Ambience was pretty &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;nicee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had those great talk days.&lt;br /&gt;Enjoyed each others company after being taken away by life's responsibilities &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(i.e. studies)&lt;/span&gt; for me, and for her, the &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;dingdong&lt;/span&gt; bf. Hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yummy &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;banana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; stack. Sinful.&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;vanilla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ice-cream rocks! &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sam, bet you would wanna try. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on to way back from yesterday was the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;BPsych Freshmen Lunch for Jan 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; semester.&lt;br /&gt;Basically the gist of it is already on Sam's blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I will post up similar pictures and some &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;teeny&lt;/span&gt; notes here and there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was busy day for me since I had to rush from my PSY308 group meeting to the hostel since Suzanne kindly made me the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;deco&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; lady for the day. -_-''&lt;br /&gt;But I enjoyed the company of the people lots! They made my day. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The food was &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*feel free to fill in your word*&lt;/span&gt; compared to previous semesters. But well, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;recession&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;And it always shows in the food. -_-''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/8029045@N02/3332614747/" title="Freshmen 5 by her_evieness, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3297/3332614747_1a6bdb878a_o.jpg" alt="Freshmen 5" width="402" height="402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Note&lt;/span&gt;: New venue for this semester's lunch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/8029045@N02/3332614251/" title="Freshmen 3 by her_evieness, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3656/3332614251_739bc279bb_o.jpg" alt="Freshmen 3" width="402" height="402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Note&lt;/span&gt;: See &lt;s&gt;scandal&lt;/s&gt; awesome picture on bottom right. I was trying to hide it amongst other pictures. Guess it's too obvious? =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Btw, the photo on the bottom left is the short-haired-girls photo. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/8029045@N02/3332613979/" title="Freshmen 2 by her_evieness, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3623/3332613979_4824012d75_o.jpg" alt="Freshmen 2" width="402" height="402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Note&lt;/span&gt;: Leong gets a lone picture cause well, I realise we didn't have any group pics with him. Compensation la huh. See Sam so happy. Get the photo with all girls. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/8029045@N02/3332614471/" title="Freshmen 4 by her_evieness, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3350/3332614471_27ce833e3f_o.jpg" alt="Freshmen 4" width="402" height="402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Note&lt;/span&gt;: The people who made my day. Let me tell you, these girls are damn awesome!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/8029045@N02/3333450000/" title="Freshmen 1 by her_evieness, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3632/3333450000_d7ce73e2d2_o.jpg" alt="Freshmen 1" width="402" height="402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Note&lt;/span&gt;: Welcome to BpSyCh kiddos. All the best! &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*evil laugh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw,&lt;br /&gt;Best &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;joke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Eh, you Type A or Type B personality arh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;Type A la you definitely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some went&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Type B la me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Half half lor, not extreme&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some just shoot,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;No lar. That one not Type A or B. That one Type C. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Cheap jing&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; *canto slang*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROFL!&lt;br /&gt;Sorry if you didn't get that joke. Maybe if I told you in person it would have been damn &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;funny!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yea, protection of names kie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*cough*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assignments are ruining my life. In some way. Or another.&lt;br /&gt;Though it's questionable if I do or do not have a life now. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/547156038108587994-1565207484921312878?l=evieness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://evieness.blogspot.com/2009/03/deep-morbid-gruesome.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Pink Obssession)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-547156038108587994.post-8955710926010384074</guid><pubDate>Sat, 21 Feb 2009 01:44:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-02-21T10:31:59.725+08:00</atom:updated><title>A mid term reward</title><description>I am rewarding myself &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and also you&lt;/span&gt; after the horrible &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;mid term&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Which reminds me. One more to go. Le sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did my &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Spina Bifida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; references until eye wanna blind ddi.&lt;br /&gt;Bloody hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's my tons of backdated posts!&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:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Xiang's Be-earlied Birthday Party&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T'was at his house.&lt;br /&gt;Once again. I never fail to turn up early.&lt;br /&gt;Wasn't feeling that well that night but well, in company of good &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, I recovered &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;somewhat&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jing and Edmund came a while later.&lt;br /&gt;And the smart people straight away gave him his present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cakap&lt;/span&gt; ddi wanna surprise. -_-''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You must be wondering where's Yin. Came later la. ROFL!&lt;br /&gt;Jing went to get her. =DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The highlight of the night was my&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; short-relationship-fling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; that lasted about half an hour.&lt;br /&gt;With Xiang's nephew who was ZOMBBBBBQ &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;adorable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;In my defense, it's not my fault lor.&lt;br /&gt;He flirted with me! And he &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;kissed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;me twice kie! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Twice!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How could I not fall la kan? =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So imagine my heartbroken-ness when he left me later for a container of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nga ku.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Doesn't help that Xiang kept saying I'm a pedophile. Bleah~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAH! &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Nangis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whole night emo kie.&lt;br /&gt;A week before Valentines some more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I damn &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;drama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; la -_-''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/8029045@N02/3263810268/" title="Xiang's Bday 1 by her_evieness, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3509/3263810268_6659fd3ddc_o.jpg" alt="Xiang's Bday 1" width="402" height="402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Note&lt;/span&gt;: He's so adorable right! It was good while it lasted. *sniffles* =P &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;But well, I'm ready to move on. I meant that both metaphorically and literally ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;buffet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Yumyum.&lt;br /&gt;Owh. And I&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; burnt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; my tongue drinking soup.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't realise it was that hot, so I took a spoon and put it in my mouth when OMFB! Bloody hot wei!&lt;br /&gt;And no.&lt;br /&gt;No spitting out cause there were adults on the table. Very the rude.&lt;br /&gt;Jing kept laughing. Funny la hor. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since Xiang was so busy, we had to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;layan&lt;/span&gt; ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;By scouting for newspaper around his house to wrap his pressie and put it in another plastic bag.&lt;br /&gt;Which awesome me manage to do very well when sliding it &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;unnoticed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; into his pile of gifts.&lt;br /&gt;Mwehehehe! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left around 11 something. Since Jing isn't a late night person.&lt;br /&gt;Rofl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ramly Burger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Owh. I really can't remember all the dates of my outings. My neurons serious dying ddi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea. We have a special outing to eat &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;Ramly Burger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.-_-''&lt;br /&gt;Cause we are that happening. HEE!&lt;br /&gt;And cause some girl from Aussie never had Ramly Burger her whole &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;entire life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. ZOMBBQ!&lt;br /&gt;In the words of the guys: "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Are you Malaysian?!&lt;/span&gt;" *insert flabbergasted expression*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;cutee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; right?&lt;br /&gt;Initially we thought it was just a few of us.&lt;br /&gt;End up we had like 3 tables of people.&lt;br /&gt;Damn sweat lor.&lt;br /&gt;Though most of the time I was &lt;s&gt;bitching&lt;/s&gt; talking with Edmund. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I honestly can't remember the taste of the burger. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Gonna go try it again soon anyway. Lalalala~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a great yet &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;emo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; night.&lt;br /&gt;Cause she was going to fly off the next day *&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nangis nangis&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/8029045@N02/3265015739/" title="Ramly Burger by her_evieness, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3525/3265015739_4eab0ebfd8_o.jpg" alt="Ramly Burger" width="402" height="402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Note&lt;/span&gt;: We shhoo cutee right? What to do? Belum pernah makan itu burger mar someone. I miss you la muffin~ =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lookout Point&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeap! Went &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Lookout Point.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember it was a Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;Rofl. Ya. That's it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;half&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;road trip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; we could never have due to everyone being so busy and having different schedules.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically we met at Stef's house, with Jing and Xiang &lt;s&gt;being&lt;/s&gt; acting macho running under the rain. Tsk~&lt;br /&gt;Pick Yin up. Headed to Setapak to meet Zhan Shuo kor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the way that Stef was making a huge &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;fuss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; cause she wanted to answer the call of nature but so &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;choosy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; over the toilet.&lt;br /&gt;Ya Buddha. At times like those &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;it was jam too&lt;/span&gt;, how to be so choosy?&lt;br /&gt;But she was, almost ended up putting her at Bulatan Pahang. Mwehehehehe!&lt;br /&gt;Reached Steven's corner. Separate into 2 cars.&lt;br /&gt;Jing, Yin and Xiang in one.&lt;br /&gt;Me, Stef and Kor in the other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Poor Xiang felt so bright that day. =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached Look Out Point in due time&lt;br /&gt;Ordered our food.&lt;br /&gt;Nope. Didn't taste very good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I reckon the chicken would have tasted better. Hee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the time we were camwhoring and the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;flashes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; were quite annoying. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Especially for Xiang. Hee~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kor brought his chunted camera some more. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I damn noob at it. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Sit sit chat chat drink camera action.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went up to the looking out point tower-ish thingy.&lt;br /&gt;Took even more photos.&lt;br /&gt;Made a whole lot of noise &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;macam biasa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Poor couples. Damn potong. Hee~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/8029045@N02/3262984455/" title="Lookout 4 by her_evieness, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3517/3262984455_11b998015a_o.jpg" alt="Lookout 4" width="402" height="402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Note&lt;/span&gt;: Special kan the photos? All side view. Only guys. Cause they didn't wanna look at my camera. Rofl!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/8029045@N02/3263811360/" title="Lookout 1 by her_evieness, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3377/3263811360_b9efd7b15d_o.jpg" alt="Lookout 1" width="402" height="402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Note&lt;/span&gt;: Doing what we do best. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/8029045@N02/3263811692/" title="Lookout 2 by her_evieness, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3445/3263811692_9f9b2cc150_o.jpg" alt="Lookout 2" width="402" height="402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Note&lt;/span&gt;: I likee me collage. I reckon Stef won't. Rofl!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My contact lens was so troublesome after that I was literally &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;crying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in the car.&lt;br /&gt;Ouch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Sighz, good 'ol days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/8029045@N02/3262985445/" title="Lookout 3 by her_evieness, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3318/3262985445_8537cc37f2_o.jpg" alt="Lookout 3" width="402" height="402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Note&lt;/span&gt;: It will be a while, a very long while before this could happen again. *emo*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will upload the tons of photos we took on Facebook once I get the hang of  it.&lt;br /&gt;Darn uploader &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;banyak masalah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to routine. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Wait, before I end:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;~ 1 year is not short! Saying it as 11 months is not going to be any better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;~ 6 months without Internet connection is so nonsense and NO not short either&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;~ 3 years is way way WAY too long to be smiling about it when there's no coming back anytime soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*hmph*&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/547156038108587994-8955710926010384074?l=evieness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://evieness.blogspot.com/2009/02/mid-term-reward.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Pink Obssession)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-547156038108587994.post-1172346100055819191</guid><pubDate>Mon, 09 Feb 2009 04:43:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-02-09T12:57:14.821+08:00</atom:updated><title>Mosquito bites!</title><description>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Omb!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why are the mosquitos biting me? I just bathed =(&lt;br /&gt;Not very happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Eh, why suddenly everyone talking bout mosquito? Sms ada, msn PM also got. Quite freaky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,&lt;br /&gt;On a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;happier&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; note,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Yuan Xiao Jie Kuai Le!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don't know what's "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yuan xiao jie&lt;/span&gt;", go wikipedia.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry you had to hear it from a half-&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;banana&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Clue:&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt; Oranges!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea.&lt;br /&gt;Pretty darn OUT-dated with my updates. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Not surprising&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I got the:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Half Road Trip &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cause it's not full.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Ramly Burger&lt;br /&gt;3. Xiang's Be-earlied Bday Celebration&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I'm so bothered by my &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;assignments&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, one of which is due tomorrow, I'm not gonna update those now.&lt;br /&gt;ROFL!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sabar&lt;/span&gt; la kie~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shoutout to &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;Xiang&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy Birthday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/8029045@N02/3263812380/" title="Xiang Bday 3 by her_evieness, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3334/3263812380_f151b5f433.jpg" alt="Xiang Bday 3" width="375" height="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Note:&lt;/span&gt; Rolls On Floor Laughing!!!!!! So cutee kan? Sorry la, your photo had to be my experiment for my photo editing software. Mwehehehee! Jangan marah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Joking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; only la. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You're siu hei if you were annoyed/pissed/angry. =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/8029045@N02/3262984175/" title="Xiang's Birthday 2 by her_evieness, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3489/3262984175_38c225d241.jpg" alt="Xiang's Birthday 2" width="362" height="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Note:&lt;/span&gt; Nicer ddi la. Happy? =) You're 21! Whoot!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till assignments are over!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/547156038108587994-1172346100055819191?l=evieness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://evieness.blogspot.com/2009/02/mosquito-bites.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Pink Obssession)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-547156038108587994.post-1418641241727243301</guid><pubDate>Sat, 31 Jan 2009 12:03:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-01-31T20:13:58.359+08:00</atom:updated><title>I feel so *wueek*</title><description>I don't feel well now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will still blog. Been too long liao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;G O N G H E I F A T T C H O Y!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No. Not planning to bother you with my new year activities. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night was a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;meeting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; with long-time-never-meet-people/person.&lt;br /&gt;Very retarded one btw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/8029045@N02/3239884685/" title="Starbucks 1 by her_evieness, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3399/3239884685_aeb6f6090b_o.jpg" alt="Starbucks 1" width="404" height="404" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Note&lt;/span&gt;: Retarded siblings. I was coerced into it. Not my free will. Mwehehehe~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/8029045@N02/3239884695/" title="Starbucks 3 by her_evieness, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3522/3239884695_32b7ac4e1d_o.jpg" alt="Starbucks 3" width="404" height="404" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Note&lt;/span&gt;: Even more retardation. Why are they my siblings?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/8029045@N02/3239884693/" title="Starbucks 2 by her_evieness, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3423/3239884693_b19e51811d_o.jpg" alt="Starbucks 2" width="404" height="404" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Note&lt;/span&gt;: People who were there. New face cause new story *wink wink wink*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt; fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It was la. I just don't sound like it because atm, I do feel like dying. =((&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owh yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ending of an alien-stole-my-hair story:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/8029045@N02/3240400005/" title="OldNew by her_evieness, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3380/3240400005_cee527352b_o.jpg" alt="OldNew" width="404" height="404" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Note&lt;/span&gt;: Before and after. Bad bad alien. Tsk~ *grin*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, it's also an ending for the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I-sat-lun-saw-Jessica Simpson's-"I Belong To Me Video-and-mimic-it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't care if you don't get it. Sick girl talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/547156038108587994-1418641241727243301?l=evieness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://evieness.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-feel-so-wueek.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Pink Obssession)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-547156038108587994.post-5646416429760888298</guid><pubDate>Tue, 20 Jan 2009 10:28:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-01-20T19:01:48.731+08:00</atom:updated><title>Lights out and screaming.</title><description>I'm sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;I am close to having a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;migraine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I slept through 4 of Dr.Goh's slides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's only 3 weeks into the sem.&lt;br /&gt;Great. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;D.I.E stands for Damn &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Innocent/Intelligent/Ignorant/Indifferent/Impossible/Interesting&lt;/span&gt; Evie. OMB. I'm good and definitely outta my mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blogging simply cause I do not intend to read journals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Save me? =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;life-ful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; thing that happened to me last week &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;besides the tutorial rugby&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;was &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;studying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;done&lt;/span&gt; la.&lt;br /&gt;Studying with Xiang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ya Buddha, if studying itself is life-ful, I won't be here blogging.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Will instead be OCD-ing over studies which I'm not and I'm worried. Owh dear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How does an engineering student and psychology student study together?&lt;br /&gt;Easy. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Ignore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; each other.&lt;br /&gt;Literally what we did kie.&lt;br /&gt;Rofl!&lt;br /&gt;Sorryla. I so cannot do anything with &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Physics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; or close to it. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Thermodynamics. @.@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I did use lotsa Psych terms with Xiang.&lt;br /&gt;Just so I can rub it in his &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and he can't use his Engineering terms back at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What? Takkan he goes? "Calculus you la eve!" Doesn't make sense can.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;See. Psych is so applicable in daily life!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Screw those who think otherwise. Hmph.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY.&lt;br /&gt;There was one point when we're studying in the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Think Tank.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Digress&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Their library is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HUGE&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;but lack Psych books&lt;/span&gt;, they have a two-level study area with THINK TANKs, a HUGE carpark at RM1 per entry and a swimming pool for &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bai leng&lt;/span&gt; purposes.&lt;br /&gt;I think I wanna move to SEGI.&lt;br /&gt;Rofl.&lt;br /&gt;Back back.&lt;br /&gt;Yea. So, studying in Think Tank and then this girl started&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt; screaming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Should I be scared like now?&lt;/span&gt;". Hee.&lt;br /&gt;Xiang thought it was me, apparently I have such a high pitch voice &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;la kan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, while studying halfway. The lights went &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously!&lt;br /&gt;Just in our Think Tank.&lt;br /&gt;So cutee. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;He didn't find it cutee though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Study for 3 hours, &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;MY ATTENTION SPAN DIN LEAVE ME. Everyone go woooaahhh~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More like do assignments actually.&lt;br /&gt;Left at 6 go&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;IK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;EA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; makan.&lt;br /&gt;Yum meatballs yum. FRIES! WHEEEE~&lt;br /&gt;And then lights went out again.&lt;br /&gt;Rofl. I was referring to the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; above our table in IKEA.&lt;br /&gt;Random I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;teman&lt;/span&gt;-ing me to the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Pasar Malam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; too.&lt;br /&gt;I know you don't like Pasar Malam-s. Hee~&lt;br /&gt;But your &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;di pan&lt;/span&gt; mar. Met so many of your friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I felt so unwanted. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/8029045@N02/3212603624/" title="Xiangy boi by her_evieness, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3114/3212603624_0cfb500c9d_o.jpg" alt="Xiangy boi" width="404" height="404" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Note&lt;/span&gt;: See! Ssshhooo many photos of Xiang. Excited la. Ignorant la. Artistic also got.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before you get any funny ideas &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;that require you to bang the wall in order to get it out of your mind&lt;/span&gt;, there are reasons why so many photos and only of Xiang:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I didn't manage to find my camera even though I recall leaving it in my bag. Rummage whole day also cannot find. Only found it last min &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;after&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; food came. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You can say my camera loves Xiang if you likee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I forgot to camwhore with him cause as you are aware, eVie's brain &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;ain't functioning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yea.&lt;br /&gt;No funky monky ideas. Hee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoyed the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dome-mosque&lt;/span&gt; joke, the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;almost-banged-by-carS&lt;/span&gt; moments, the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;soda-water &lt;/span&gt;moments and the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I-feel-bad&lt;/span&gt; talks. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;*GRIN*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toodles. DINNER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;P.S: I'm getting more prosperous nowadays. Note: Face. Just in time for Chinese New Years. Damn.&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/547156038108587994-5646416429760888298?l=evieness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://evieness.blogspot.com/2009/01/lights-out-and-screaming.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Pink Obssession)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-547156038108587994.post-2573126728006036628</guid><pubDate>Thu, 15 Jan 2009 14:36:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-01-15T22:55:47.293+08:00</atom:updated><title>Accidents = eVie?</title><description>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;My gawd.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm subconsciously trying to &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;kill &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;myself.&lt;br /&gt;Or unconsciously. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Since I'm seriously doubting an intention to kill myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But hor, in the past month:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Stubbing my toe&lt;br /&gt;2. Hitting myself in the face with my specs. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Red&lt;/span&gt; painful indentation as a result&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Scratch myself with my nails somehow.&lt;br /&gt;4. Bang my head against car ceiling, doors etc&lt;br /&gt;5. Getting my finger caught between tables, clips&lt;br /&gt;6. Scratching my car. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Now that was OMBWTF bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Scraping myself against rough surfaces&lt;br /&gt;8. Knocking into tables &amp;amp; chairs with my big bag&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that is as much as my memory serves me.&lt;br /&gt;Take the happenings on the list and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;multiply&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; them by a couple more incidents each, you'll probably get an idea of how much I am trying to unconsciously hurt myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Serious &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;klutz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a lil update to tell you I'm &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;finee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt; =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I think that sounded a tad bit ironic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leave you with an awesome joke I heard in class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were talking about paraphilias in Forensic Psych Class.&lt;br /&gt;Definition is something by the lines of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;being sexually aroused by unusual objects that in normal circumstances do not result in sexual arousal&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Don't go ahead and believe me, go find your definition. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Ms.W&lt;/span&gt; was talking about a form of paraphilia whereby the person is sexually &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;aroused &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;when they see a cockcroach or someone stomping on a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;cockcroach.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea. Cockroach. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lipas&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ka Za&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;So it went something like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;"You know, as weird as these people are, you gotta pity them. I mean, they're sexually aroused only when they see someone stomping on the cockroach. And it's really hard to get your wife to stomp on a cockcroach eveytime you know".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*class erupts into laughter*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;"Seriously, imagine this. You show that person a porn video. And as the woman undresses, the guy is not the least aroused. He's asking, where's the cockroach?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*class and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;eVie &lt;/span&gt;especially indulges in fits of laughter*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it's not&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt; funny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Too bad for you. And boo you too.=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;P.S: &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Ms.W&lt;/span&gt;, if you ever read this. Hee~ Sorry for not following the APA format. I think I was being careless about it, not nonchalant. No worries, not gonna happen for the lab reports. Rofl!&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/547156038108587994-2573126728006036628?l=evieness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://evieness.blogspot.com/2009/01/accidents-evie.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Pink Obssession)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-547156038108587994.post-7201193747799865232</guid><pubDate>Thu, 08 Jan 2009 10:17:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-01-08T18:50:17.204+08:00</atom:updated><title>Uni start.</title><description>Yea.&lt;br /&gt;Uni &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;start.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*gulp*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we go again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owh owh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;First&lt;/span&gt; post of &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;2009!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*dance dance*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I celebrated New Year's Eve just like the rest of you.&lt;br /&gt;At Sue Mae's house with &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Booze&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Camwhoring&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Silly Games&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt; Pillow Talks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Owh. And the bonus fireworks we saw from her house. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="NYE 1 by her_evieness, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/8029045@N02/3176986868/"&gt;&lt;img height="403" alt="NYE 1" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3396/3176986868_3e62b6b7b2_o.jpg" width="403" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Note:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Lotsa booze. But I only had a few cups here and there and they weren't even full cups.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Taste too uugh for me. Regardless of how chun they sound, like our version of quickfuck without the kahlua &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I think&lt;/span&gt;, so it's slowfuck. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="NYE 2 by her_evieness, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/8029045@N02/3176152603/"&gt;&lt;img height="403" alt="NYE 2" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3096/3176152603_08b5161be5_o.jpg" width="403" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Note:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Macam biasa. The camwhoring. Small part of it only. More crazy ones in Mae's facebook. No worries. She so nicely tagged me. So you too can access it from there. How convenient. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="NYE 2008 by her_evieness, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/8029045@N02/3176987088/"&gt;&lt;img height="403" alt="NYE 2008" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3093/3176987088_29e6606953_o.jpg" width="403" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Note:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Happy New Year peeps! It was great fun! I would miss you humans so much. With so many silly things happening, I could barely remember. Alcohol memory kan? MWEHEHEHEH~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;P.S: I wasn't drunk that night btw. I'm over the drunk period. Emo? Maybe? *wink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we wanted to have Japanese buffet at Tenji on 2nd January.&lt;br /&gt;But they were fully &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;booked!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sobs~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we had &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;Korean&lt;/span&gt; food instead.&lt;br /&gt;Which were alright.&lt;br /&gt;My dish was a bit too spicy though.&lt;br /&gt;I still wanna try Korean BBQ. Hee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="NYE 4 by her_evieness, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/8029045@N02/3176987246/"&gt;&lt;img height="403" alt="NYE 4" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3494/3176987246_0d95be9df8_o.jpg" width="403" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Note:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; The only few pictures I got from the outing. As a matter of fact, the background pic is the only pic I got of humans. Rofl!! Yummy egg-omelette starter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And more recently, an outing with the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;high school&lt;/span&gt; mates.&lt;br /&gt;To sorta kinda meet Sheen &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and glare at her for meeting up so lil these holz&lt;/span&gt; and say byebyee before she leaves to UK again.&lt;br /&gt;HEE!&lt;br /&gt;We had dinner at Island Cafe before heading of for more chatz &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and grow-fat sessions&lt;/span&gt; in McD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="NYE 5 by her_evieness, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/8029045@N02/3176987500/"&gt;&lt;img height="403" alt="NYE 5" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3112/3176987500_39e8e2ef8d_o.jpg" width="403" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Note:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Sheen being sheen. Twister fries model. =) So cutee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="NYE 6 by her_evieness, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/8029045@N02/3176152239/"&gt;&lt;img height="403" alt="NYE 6" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3351/3176152239_2a75a85fe6_o.jpg" width="403" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Note&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: Photos of me and the individuals. ROFL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="NYE 7 by her_evieness, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/8029045@N02/3176987988/"&gt;&lt;img height="403" alt="NYE 7" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3508/3176987988_6767f97f5e_o.jpg" width="403" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Note:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Group pic. And Xiang never seems to look at the camera. -_-'' You funny la boi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="DSC07323 by her_evieness, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/8029045@N02/3179575316/"&gt;&lt;img height="375" alt="DSC07323" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3377/3179575316_9349f58315.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Note&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: This deserves a photo on its own. Wazzit? Some herbal pill. It's very very veli the bitter wan. But since that very very veli the bitter leaves are now crushed and encapsuled, less bitter la. I shall eat your magic medicine kie boi? If not owhkay, hrm. I go your house steal the leaves and makan. So that you don't get entertained by seeing me suffer. Mwehehehe~ Thanks. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I sound like I'm writing a report.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hunnie&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; wrote to me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Life is like taking the first sip of a bitter coffee, you struggle through just to find that there is still some undissolved sugar at the bottom. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't drink bitter coffee to start with.&lt;br /&gt;But it doesn't matter, cause I don't have to look for the undissolved sugar.&lt;br /&gt;I have a sweet &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;hunnie&lt;/span&gt; in my life. *GRIN* &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/547156038108587994-7201193747799865232?l=evieness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://evieness.blogspot.com/2009/01/uni-start.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Pink Obssession)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-547156038108587994.post-4960945197802597656</guid><pubDate>Tue, 30 Dec 2008 12:20:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-30T20:34:03.102+08:00</atom:updated><title>Kemalasan</title><description>I damn lazy to update bout my Family trip.&lt;br /&gt;So long kie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="DSC06980 (edited) by her_evieness, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/8029045@N02/3150591404/"&gt;&lt;img height="525" alt="DSC06980 (edited)" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3224/3150591404_4890a0cd9d_o.jpg" width="691" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Note&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: Pangkor beach. With lotsa editing. rofl!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just know that I was so damn &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;worn out&lt;/span&gt; after the trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And one &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;highlight&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Which incidentally, almost killed me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw&lt;br /&gt;a&lt;br /&gt;FECKIN'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HUGE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999900;"&gt;GECKO/LIZARD/WHATEVER THAT BLOODY UGLY REPTILE IS CALLED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the 2nd night in Pangkor right OUTSIDE my chalet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea. Outside the darn window.&lt;br /&gt;IT WAS &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HUGEEEEEE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like from my palm to my elbow.&lt;br /&gt;When my auntie said it was a mountain/island &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;cause we were staying on hill-ish area&lt;/span&gt; house lizard,&lt;br /&gt;I almost &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;died&lt;/span&gt; on the spot.&lt;br /&gt;Cause I imagine that my house lizard could grow that size.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's definitely not a &lt;em&gt;biawak&lt;/em&gt; or chameleon.&lt;br /&gt;It's just a damn &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;fugly gecko&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nightmare&lt;em&gt; sial&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I saw it and my eyes popped out, my leg turned to jelly liao.&lt;br /&gt;Straightaway sit on verandah, &lt;em&gt;soh jor&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Really &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;daze&lt;/span&gt; man.&lt;br /&gt;And everytime I imagine that that feckin' lizard is real, I feel damn &lt;em&gt;geli&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;em&gt;pengsan&lt;/em&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am still having nightmares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And some person said &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;he&lt;/span&gt; loves geckos cause they are so cool some more. Lame. Bleah~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leave you with one photo of my &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt; adventure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="DSC06892(edited) by her_evieness, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/8029045@N02/3146657273/"&gt;&lt;img height="663" alt="DSC06892(edited)" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3204/3146657273_62a4bfee53_o.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Note&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: Bro says I look like a sea animal. No la. Not mermaid. More like dugong or platipus. HEE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/547156038108587994-4960945197802597656?l=evieness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://evieness.blogspot.com/2008/12/kemalasan.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Pink Obssession)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-547156038108587994.post-424301924470516775</guid><pubDate>Mon, 29 Dec 2008 12:32:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-29T20:44:57.669+08:00</atom:updated><title>Rakuzen = Yum!</title><description>I don't know why my posts' fonts are appearing smaller than usual! Aargh~&lt;br /&gt;Deal with it kie? =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing bout holidays is that it always leaves me feeling,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;GLUTTONY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMB~&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been eating so much lately.&lt;br /&gt;*looks at wardrobe* &lt;em&gt;sigh&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And one of those culprit days was on the 21st.&lt;br /&gt;Headed to &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Rakuzen&lt;/span&gt; with Shyuan, KM, Jian, Terence and Terence’s Wen Jie. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I said his Wen Jie cause I have a friend with the exact same name. Hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;For?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;JAP BUFFET!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And to think I had Jap food like at least 2 days before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Buffet 1 by her_evieness, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/8029045@N02/3128682766/"&gt;&lt;img height="405" alt="Buffet 1" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3296/3128682766_545f270bfd_o.jpg" width="405" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Note&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: See the girl in Brown? That's Terence's Wen Jie. HEE&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We so rich kan?&lt;br /&gt;Not really lor.&lt;br /&gt;Because it was a celebration for Jian’s Birthday, Jian’s Farewell, Evie’s Birthday, After Semester Reward and Semester Holiday.&lt;br /&gt;Very &lt;em&gt;dai &lt;/em&gt;ddi la.&lt;br /&gt;Rofl~&lt;br /&gt;We are that &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;kiamsiap&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The food was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;SO GOOD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But before that, Shyuan and KM fetched me from KLCC, Jian was there ddi and Terence and &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;his&lt;/span&gt; Wen Jie were already sitting down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw the menu and &lt;strong&gt;zomb!&lt;/strong&gt; All kinds of food to choose.&lt;br /&gt;It basically works like an &lt;em&gt;order-all-you-can&lt;/em&gt; menu.&lt;br /&gt;Like if you love teriyaki, order 10 of it.&lt;br /&gt;Craving &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;green tea&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ice cream? 10 of it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rofl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we had:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Salmon Sashimi : Special Salad : Raw jellyfish : Raw scallop : Chawanmushi : Teppanyaki Chicken : Teppanyaki Beef : Teriyaki Chicken : Beef Sukiyaki : Seafood Soup : Miso Soup : Variety of Sushi : Prawn Tempura : Yakitori : Edamame : Karange : Vegetable Croquette : Unagi : Soft Shell Crab : Soft Shell Crab Maki : Soft Shell Crab California Roll : Green Tea Ice Cream : Fruits&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Buffet 3 by her_evieness, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/8029045@N02/3127855215/"&gt;&lt;img height="405" alt="Buffet 3" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3091/3127855215_0539807e42_o.jpg" width="405" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take all those and times 2 plates each.&lt;br /&gt;Yea. We had almost &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;everything&lt;/span&gt; on the menu.&lt;br /&gt;We had like 3-4 servings of the Prawn Tempura, Soft Shell Crab Maki, 10+ bowls of Green Tea Ice Cream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gila&lt;/em&gt; stuff ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;My first experience with &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;sashimi&lt;/span&gt; is not bad. I don’t especially love it since I prefer cooked food. But it tasted quite fine to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;No fishy taste! Whoot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a title="Buffet 2 by her_evieness, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/8029045@N02/3127854867/"&gt;&lt;img height="405" alt="Buffet 2" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3201/3127854867_4d05557a78_o.jpg" width="405" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the time we &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;kecoh&lt;/span&gt; la.&lt;br /&gt;Except me.&lt;br /&gt;Cause I had &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;no voice&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Trying to put across what I wanna say was so frustrating I almost had a headache.&lt;br /&gt;Owh. Camwhored too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Buffet 4 by her_evieness, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/8029045@N02/3127855647/"&gt;&lt;img height="405" alt="Buffet 4" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3197/3127855647_3747cf4fc6_o.jpg" width="405" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We sat there until the end of the buffet. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Buffet was from 11 till 3&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owh, although food was yum.&lt;br /&gt;The service was eeugh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rude&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; waitress *frown*&lt;br /&gt;So KM gave her this look:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="DSC06522 by her_evieness, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/8029045@N02/3127857763/"&gt;&lt;img height="640" alt="DSC06522" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3108/3127857763_0f1329fc25_o.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is a retard. ROFL!&lt;br /&gt;Then decided to go Starhill Gallery.....for &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;TOILET!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ya Allah. Jakun kan&lt;/em&gt; some people~&lt;br /&gt;Rofl!&lt;br /&gt;But we really went there and camwhored lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we headed to Pavilion for a while baru balik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Buffet 5 by her_evieness, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/8029045@N02/3127856913/"&gt;&lt;img height="405" alt="Buffet 5" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3206/3127856913_bda271d6d5_o.jpg" width="405" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T’was a good day.&lt;br /&gt;The food WAS &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;AWESOME&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;Company was good.&lt;br /&gt;Price was good *cough*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="DSC06533 by her_evieness, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/8029045@N02/3128686756/"&gt;&lt;img height="375" alt="DSC06533" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3294/3128686756_0e18c21f2d.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owh, did I mention the food was good? &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*GRIN*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Buffet 7 by her_evieness, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/8029045@N02/3128693240/"&gt;&lt;img height="405" alt="Buffet 7" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3236/3128693240_e14e72a08c_o.jpg" width="405" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Note&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: Mwehehehe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: Sick of updating liao. Boo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/547156038108587994-424301924470516775?l=evieness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://evieness.blogspot.com/2008/12/rakuzen-yum.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Pink Obssession)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item></channel></rss>