<?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-6864584564470660704</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Sat, 21 Nov 2009 04:55:09 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>No more a gorilla and a banana...</title><description></description><link>http://tingtingtong.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (WL.IJ)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>84</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6864584564470660704.post-6607071501180896609</guid><pubDate>Mon, 31 Dec 2007 18:04:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-08-17T11:39:23.377+08:00</atom:updated><title>Kopitiam?</title><description>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Check out our new website at &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://our.coffeestops.net/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;http://ourcoffeestops.com/&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year Everyone...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6864584564470660704-6607071501180896609?l=tingtingtong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://tingtingtong.blogspot.com/2008/01/kopitiam.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (WL.IJ)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6864584564470660704.post-4564618497855329892</guid><pubDate>Mon, 31 Dec 2007 13:15:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-12-31T21:15:46.633+08:00</atom:updated><title>Farewell, our blog. (Irna)</title><description>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Less than a year after we created this blog,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we'll be leaving it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are such pathetic co-owners of it, I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However it doesn't mean that we will be gone from the blogging world, mind you.&lt;br /&gt;We just merely shifted.&lt;br /&gt;To one that consists of multiple authors with each own different quirky attitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mr Donkey Ass&lt;/span&gt; (Sarven Shan).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mr Cold Dude&lt;/span&gt; (Christopher Ho).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mr Sad No Gf&lt;/span&gt; (Siah Ying Wei).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mr Emo Pro&lt;/span&gt; (Nicholas Wong).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mr Laser King&lt;/span&gt; (Ang Jian Wei).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mr Boy Next Door&lt;/span&gt; (Yeo Yao Siang).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mr Toilet King&lt;/span&gt; (Khor Kok Kuan).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And not forgetting of course,&lt;br /&gt;joining the clan of gays,&lt;br /&gt;we have &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Irna&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wei Ling&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I think we prefer to stick with just Irna and Wei Ling.&lt;br /&gt;Before the gays come up with any nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The more the merrier?&lt;br /&gt;Or the other way around?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll see how it goes.&lt;br /&gt;Lets prove the proverb "too many cooks spoil the broth" wrong!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway Wei Ling and I wont be closing down this blog.&lt;br /&gt;In the future I guess we might want to take a look back into our past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to see how ridiculous my writing skills are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S : I will post up our new URL link soon.&lt;br /&gt;       Forgotten what is it already.. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6864584564470660704-4564618497855329892?l=tingtingtong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://tingtingtong.blogspot.com/2007/12/farewell-our-blog-irna_31.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (WL.IJ)</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-6864584564470660704.post-822550127435665862</guid><pubDate>Thu, 27 Dec 2007 11:32:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-12-27T19:39:55.979+08:00</atom:updated><title>Inactive Temporarily</title><description>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;There are no updates from Irna as she’s busy preparing for her AS (January). She’s busy entertaining Mr. Physics, Lord Biology, Sir Chemistry and Miss Mathematics whom all she loved equally. I trust that she would be back on track as soon as her exam’s over. Gambate Irna! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for myself, I'm busy doing year-end cleaning rather than year-end shopping. :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Anyway, I just want to wish everyone &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Happy Holidays&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Enjoy your day… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6864584564470660704-822550127435665862?l=tingtingtong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://tingtingtong.blogspot.com/2007/12/inactive-temporarily.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (WL.IJ)</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-6864584564470660704.post-8764988073564744013</guid><pubDate>Tue, 18 Dec 2007 17:45:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-12-19T02:16:12.027+08:00</atom:updated><title>A' Famosa Resort (WL)</title><description>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Situated at &lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jalan Kemus, Simpang Empat, Alor Gajah, Malacca&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, the A’ Famosa Resort is a one stop leisure place for vacationer etc. The resort hotel consists of a Water World, Animal Safari, Cowboy Town, Equestrian Club and a Golf Course and it is only about an hour’s drive from Kuala Lumpur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My family and I spend 3 days at this resort as my dad had to attend a meeting here. I asked Irna to go but she was not available though, busy preparing for her exams next year I think. Below are a few comments about this resort:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Positive Comments&lt;/u&gt;: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It is really quite relaxing over here (No traffic jams, extreme noise etc&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It is cheap and affordable (The rooms I meant) – RM 180 per night for the condo-hotel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The performance at the Cowboy Town is rather interesting. We paid RM30 per person for the performances (Not inclusive of the theatre world, other attractions etc)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The Red Indian show, the resort’s Musical Animal Parade and the fireworks display were good&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The chicken rice and hotplate noodle sold at the Water World were selling like hotcakes – RM 12 per set (inclusive of a can of soft drinks) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Most of the employees of the resort that I met are friendly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Other Comments&lt;/u&gt;: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Food and drinks&lt;/u&gt;: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Malacca is famous for their Baba-Nonya food BUT I can’t find any good food of that type in the resort. The buffet dinner at the Golfers Terrace Restaurant sucks though it looks good at 1st with variety of cuisine placed on the buffet table. The only things edible are basically watermelon and honeydew. We wasted RM45 per person that night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The sandwich served in the Beverly Hills Condotel Club House was cold and the mix vegetables were not defrosted properly. It takes the workers about 10 to 15 minutes to serve a glass of ice lemon tea and hot tea when there were no other customers waiting&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Water World&lt;/u&gt;: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hmm… Hmm… There’s a wave pool, adrenaline-pumping slides, tube rides etc and not to forget the 7-storey High Speed Slides. The High Speed slide was fun but the rest of the attractions are comparable to those in Sunway Lagoon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;*I tried the High Speed Slide and it was “okay”… I hesitate whether to go for the ride or not at 1st and I did give up. HAHA… But I saw a bunch of boys laughing so I got pissed and I went up. HEHE… Actually thank goodness I was not wearing my glasses because I wouldn’t have went up if I can see clearly. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Note&lt;/u&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;You can find good Baba Nonya food at the &lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ole Sayang Restaurant at Taman Melaka Raya&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. If you’re staying at the A’ Famosa Resort and you don’t like the food, drive to the Tampin town which will take about 20 minutes. There are bakeries, fast food, Chinese food, Indian food restaurants all over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Aaskttz7Sgs/R2gI2uNP82I/AAAAAAAAAnY/cg-zz_PPkSc/s1600-h/IMG_3568.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145372310480352098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Aaskttz7Sgs/R2gI2uNP82I/AAAAAAAAAnY/cg-zz_PPkSc/s400/IMG_3568.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Main Entrance to the Hotel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Aaskttz7Sgs/R2gI3eNP83I/AAAAAAAAAng/RzIZYapIJGw/s1600-h/IMG_3562.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145372323365254002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Aaskttz7Sgs/R2gI3eNP83I/AAAAAAAAAng/RzIZYapIJGw/s400/IMG_3562.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Inside the Hotel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Aaskttz7Sgs/R2gI3uNP84I/AAAAAAAAAno/nPayRKo9Lbs/s1600-h/IMG_3569.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145372327660221314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Aaskttz7Sgs/R2gI3uNP84I/AAAAAAAAAno/nPayRKo9Lbs/s400/IMG_3569.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At the Wave Pool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145372336250155922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Aaskttz7Sgs/R2gI4ONP85I/AAAAAAAAAnw/fRrd3bhNqs4/s400/IMG_3593.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;A Performer - Carnival Street, Cowboy Town&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;There are not much pics because we took more videos instead. To go or not to go to A’ Famosa Resort Hotel? Go ahead but bring some snacks and dine out if possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, that’s pretty much all about my trip to Malacca. I am still waiting for Irna’s post about the trip to KL. She’s waiting for her comp to be fixed as it failed to work due to excessive heating. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6864584564470660704-8764988073564744013?l=tingtingtong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://tingtingtong.blogspot.com/2007/12/famosa-resort-wl.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (WL.IJ)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Aaskttz7Sgs/R2gI2uNP82I/AAAAAAAAAnY/cg-zz_PPkSc/s72-c/IMG_3568.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-6864584564470660704.post-1960703376687814478</guid><pubDate>Fri, 14 Dec 2007 15:21:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-12-15T00:31:32.517+08:00</atom:updated><title>A Day in KL (WL)</title><description>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;While most of our friends are enjoying themselves in another state, country etc, Irna and I have decided to make a day trip down to KL. We started our journey at 10.30 a.m. and we reached home at approximately 10 p.m.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Star Hill Gallery, Lot 10, Sungei Wang Plaza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Pavilion&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;KL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: Basically we’ve explored most of the shopping centers in Bukit Bintang, one of Kuala Lumpur’s many prominent shopping district.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The newly opened Pavilion KL was fabulous; it is undeniably a first-class shopping center. But FOR NOW, it’s just for us students to window shop (Unless you are with your parents etc.) as most of the tenants are high-end shops. But the ground floor is nice, HAHA… Food court, restaurants, cafes, J.CO Donut’s all located on the GF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, we didn’t hang around in Star Hill too long as it is Friday and we do not want to get stuck in the traffic jam later at night so, we left KL around 5p.m. and headed to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Sunway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; instead. We met a few ex-schoolmates in Sunway: Kit Yuan, Ze Yun, Shiau Shing, Yew Ken, Melissa etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, the rest of the journey will be updated by Irna when she comes online. Till then, happy holidays everyone. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Aaskttz7Sgs/R2KhKURwC6I/AAAAAAAAAnQ/cugFCsr-sXs/s1600-h/IMG_3532.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143850923024452514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Aaskttz7Sgs/R2KhKURwC6I/AAAAAAAAAnQ/cugFCsr-sXs/s400/IMG_3532.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hmmm... Who is this person? What is he doing? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: We spend a total of RM 6.10 for transportation today. Took the "Utama", "Bandar" rapid buses and the monorail. It's nice to travel using the bus once in a while. You get to see lots of things as you go. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6864584564470660704-1960703376687814478?l=tingtingtong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://tingtingtong.blogspot.com/2007/12/day-in-kl-wl.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (WL.IJ)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Aaskttz7Sgs/R2KhKURwC6I/AAAAAAAAAnQ/cugFCsr-sXs/s72-c/IMG_3532.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-6864584564470660704.post-6311775512793992449</guid><pubDate>Mon, 03 Dec 2007 14:37:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-12-03T23:34:04.132+08:00</atom:updated><title>I am in love. (Irna)</title><description>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very much in fact!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It hit me the moment I exited dreamland and found something lying around my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Aaskttz7Sgs/R1QYAYOhN0I/AAAAAAAAAnI/hgIPBpzne0w/s1600-R/Image013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Aaskttz7Sgs/R1QYAYOhN0I/AAAAAAAAAnI/dmSxzWp5qN8/s400/Image013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139759469518993218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Aaskttz7Sgs/R1QW94OhNzI/AAAAAAAAAnA/iHbJTb3cn_k/s1600-R/Image002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Aaskttz7Sgs/R1QW94OhNzI/AAAAAAAAAnA/H_tnMxrtd0s/s400/Image002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139758327057692466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Aaskttz7Sgs/R1QWXIOhNyI/AAAAAAAAAm4/fbb4byLJll8/s1600-R/Image003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Aaskttz7Sgs/R1QWXIOhNyI/AAAAAAAAAm4/RbotDoL8TWs/s400/Image003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139757661337761570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Lots of love to my sister who bought it for me!&lt;br /&gt;Perfect surprise!&lt;br /&gt;I'll promise to try to not get on your nerve so much for the period of time you will be home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;TRY only okay?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6864584564470660704-6311775512793992449?l=tingtingtong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://tingtingtong.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-am-in-love-irna.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (WL.IJ)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Aaskttz7Sgs/R1QYAYOhN0I/AAAAAAAAAnI/dmSxzWp5qN8/s72-c/Image013.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-6864584564470660704.post-5999503881714990409</guid><pubDate>Sun, 02 Dec 2007 07:47:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-12-02T16:00:24.039+08:00</atom:updated><title>Meaningless post (Irna)</title><description>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Just came back from lunch with Da Wei and WL.&lt;br /&gt;Its been ages since we last meet up with him.&lt;br /&gt;Still same old same old him..&lt;br /&gt;Good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Its just the second day of my holidays and I am already bored.&lt;br /&gt;So contradicting with my previous post.&lt;br /&gt;What to do?&lt;br /&gt;Life is unpredictable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somebody please go create some drama for me to watch.&lt;br /&gt;This time I do not want to be in it.&lt;br /&gt;For once I will like to be just the observer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blueh..&lt;br /&gt;I am b.o.r.e.d.&lt;br /&gt;Tried flipping through my chemistry book.&lt;br /&gt;Apparently my already short attention span had shorten even more tremendously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The idiot box doesn't interest me anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Such miracle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AIYOYO I AM SO BORED LAH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6864584564470660704-5999503881714990409?l=tingtingtong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://tingtingtong.blogspot.com/2007/12/meaningless-post-irna.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (WL.IJ)</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-6864584564470660704.post-2919426130723320977</guid><pubDate>Sat, 01 Dec 2007 17:42:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-12-02T01:43:10.046+08:00</atom:updated><title>Loving this month. (Irna)</title><description>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It's official.&lt;br /&gt;The first day of one whole freaking holiday is all mine!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy happy happy happy happy happy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But on January I will be sitting for my AS exam so it means that I have to bury myself in books for the whole December.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sad sad sad sad sad sad sad sad sad sad sad!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, now I am talking with Wei Ling through skype.&lt;br /&gt;Enjoying the power of online communication.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, this is how I spent my 1st night of the happy and sad holidays..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By getting holed up in a locked car parked &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;under the lamp post&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; next to the USJ 11 field  holding a camcoder and...&lt;br /&gt;Update will be done later I guess.&lt;br /&gt;(Nothing X-rated mind you)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, went home at 10.30pm.&lt;br /&gt;The 1st greeting I received was : "Eh! How come you come home so early one??"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I good girl what.&lt;br /&gt;Good girl go home early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm..&lt;br /&gt;In real life you could see me talking like a bullet train that has no stops.&lt;br /&gt;But now, I need to squash my brain bout what the hell I'm gonna post about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets see..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want a new phone.&lt;br /&gt;Wei Ling going off to Kampar in 30 more days.&lt;br /&gt;I want a new phone.&lt;br /&gt;Ying Wei is single and available.&lt;br /&gt;I want a new phone.&lt;br /&gt;Nic just drove up a divider.&lt;br /&gt;I want a new phone.&lt;br /&gt;Sarven better retrieve his sim card.&lt;br /&gt;I want another pair of P sticker!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blah..&lt;br /&gt;Another meaningless post by me.&lt;br /&gt;But thats what blogs is supposed to be isnt it?&lt;br /&gt;Place for you to just babble about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I need to occupy my extreme free times on something.&lt;br /&gt;Ahh..&lt;br /&gt;Found it.&lt;br /&gt;Studies.&lt;br /&gt;Eeeee..&lt;br /&gt;Good day people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6864584564470660704-2919426130723320977?l=tingtingtong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://tingtingtong.blogspot.com/2007/12/loving-this-month-irna.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (WL.IJ)</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-6864584564470660704.post-4113577020970551349</guid><pubDate>Wed, 28 Nov 2007 11:41:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-11-28T20:37:29.621+08:00</atom:updated><title>28/11/07 (WL)</title><description>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Reply to the previous post:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Irna, thank you very much for your kind offer but I wouldn’t want to embarrass myself in front of your neighbours by honking or shouting. HEHE… Yup, I passed at the 4th time because my 1st 3 attempts were not that good and I was over confident till I made silly mistakes. But no worries Irna, I am not a out of control driver so, rest assured your 1st journey with me would be fine. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;28th November 2007:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; The last day of class for my foundation studies in UTAR and this gives me approximately 1 week plus before my semester exams and another 1 more month before leaving for Kampar. After that, we headed to Asia Jaya Supermarket for lunch. We had Korean food but I can’t remember what is the name of the restaurant (It’s located next to the Laksa Shack?). The food was quite good and it was reasonably priced with fine service.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Aaskttz7Sgs/R01dj8MtCsI/AAAAAAAAAmI/-JvmVAWDWmM/s1600-h/IMG_3487.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137865621935819458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Aaskttz7Sgs/R01dj8MtCsI/AAAAAAAAAmI/-JvmVAWDWmM/s400/IMG_3487.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Chew Yen and Wan Wei &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Aaskttz7Sgs/R01dkcMtCtI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/p9ESHP94VPA/s1600-h/IMG_3484.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137865630525754066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Aaskttz7Sgs/R01dkcMtCtI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/p9ESHP94VPA/s400/IMG_3484.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wan Theng (Another HSM fan) and Tracy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Aaskttz7Sgs/R01dksMtCuI/AAAAAAAAAmY/v_-FB7EJmLE/s1600-h/IMG_3489.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137865634820721378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Aaskttz7Sgs/R01dksMtCuI/AAAAAAAAAmY/v_-FB7EJmLE/s400/IMG_3489.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jia Ling (The Black Horse in class - She's extremely smart) and Siew Yen&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Aaskttz7Sgs/R01dk8MtCvI/AAAAAAAAAmg/EZnUF1K_sk4/s1600-h/IMG_3496.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137865639115688690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Aaskttz7Sgs/R01dk8MtCvI/AAAAAAAAAmg/EZnUF1K_sk4/s400/IMG_3496.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Theng with her birthday present (Know what is it?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Aaskttz7Sgs/R01dlMMtCwI/AAAAAAAAAmo/6UGa1QYDXmE/s1600-h/IMG_3502.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137865643410656002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Aaskttz7Sgs/R01dlMMtCwI/AAAAAAAAAmo/6UGa1QYDXmE/s400/IMG_3502.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My lunch... :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Aaskttz7Sgs/R01eh8MtCxI/AAAAAAAAAmw/AG47um7Pv8k/s1600-h/IMG_3504.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137866687087708946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Aaskttz7Sgs/R01eh8MtCxI/AAAAAAAAAmw/AG47um7Pv8k/s400/IMG_3504.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Okay, that’s pretty much all for today, will be busy preparing for the finals in the following week so updates will depend on Irna. Okay, have a nice day everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Addition:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Irna: I wish you all the best for your school function on Thursday. Hard work will pay off sooner or later. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wan Theng: Happy 19th Birthday. I wish you a life filled with love and happiness.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6864584564470660704-4113577020970551349?l=tingtingtong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://tingtingtong.blogspot.com/2007/11/281107-wl.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (WL.IJ)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Aaskttz7Sgs/R01dj8MtCsI/AAAAAAAAAmI/-JvmVAWDWmM/s72-c/IMG_3487.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-6864584564470660704.post-6807136046045775400</guid><pubDate>Fri, 16 Nov 2007 10:33:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-11-16T21:05:45.488+08:00</atom:updated><title>"Gift" from me. (Irna)</title><description>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Wei Ling sat for her driving test today.&lt;br /&gt;Her &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;fourth time&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Yup, you read that right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thumbs up for you for not breaking down!!&lt;br /&gt;Salute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, wished her in the wee hours in the morning today.&lt;br /&gt;Best of Luck!!&lt;br /&gt;You can do it!!&lt;br /&gt;Relax!!&lt;br /&gt;And other nonsenses la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Received a call from her at 10 plus this morning when I was heading to my bio class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WL    :   &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Irna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Me     :  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Yah&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;WL&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;    I failed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~total awkward silence~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Me&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;    WL, u change company la.  Come to metro. I give you the no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;WL &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;    Yah.. Next week...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;~cant hear d~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Me&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;   Come metro la. Bla bla bla bla bla bla..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;WL    :&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;    Irna..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Me&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;    Bla bla bla bla bla..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;WL&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;   Erm, I passed la. How to change?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Me&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;    Bla bla bla bla bla bla..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;WL&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;   I PASSED!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Me&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;   Bla bla bla bla bl... WHAT?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A HUGE CONGRATS TO YOU WEI LING!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So I hereby present you with congratulatory "gifts" upon obtaining your license.&lt;br /&gt;Read them one by one kay WL?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ehem ehem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;As your best friend,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I wont go grab and turn your steering wheel while you are driving that will cause us to almost bang into a tree like what you did to me last time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;As your best friend,&lt;br /&gt;I wont grab the safety belt and dashboard tightly in my grasp and keep fidgeting nervously in my seat while you were driving that will bruise your ego in the driving department like what you did to me last time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;As your best friend,&lt;br /&gt;I wont scream like a maniac asking to slow down while you were driving and cause major stress to you like what you did to me last time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;As your best friend,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I wont hesitate every time I was about to enter your car and pray silently under my breath for my safety while you were driving that will make you frown like what you did to me last time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And last but not least,&lt;br /&gt;I give you a right that you will TRULY enjoy now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;As your best friend,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;~eeeee... lets hope I dont regret this~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I will allow you to hon like a mad donkey outside my house in the middle of the night and scream my name at the top of your lungs and cause my neighbours to come out from their house which total up to be a major embarrassment like what &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; did to &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; last time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Erm, few times only right?&lt;br /&gt;2, 3, 4... lets stop there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;P/S    :&lt;br /&gt;Really really happy for you!!&lt;br /&gt;Hope you have a smooth sailing driving experience in the future..&lt;br /&gt;And faster la go collect your P.&lt;br /&gt;Its my turn to laugh at you now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6864584564470660704-6807136046045775400?l=tingtingtong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://tingtingtong.blogspot.com/2007/11/best-gift-irna.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (WL.IJ)</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-6864584564470660704.post-1516964318008443142</guid><pubDate>Tue, 13 Nov 2007 12:08:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-11-13T21:25:53.511+08:00</atom:updated><title>Kampar Fishball Noodles? (WL)</title><description>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Kampar? A small town located in the state of Perak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not sure how many of you know about this place as it is rather isolated but UTAR’s main campus is over there so I will be shifting there early next year. It is not really far from Selangor but it’s not that near either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kim Leong really wants to go to Kampar but he will be going there a few years later I think. * There are lots of lakes there so, those who loves fishing, Kampar will be a great spot. Oh, if anyone suffers from depression, mental breakdown etc, you can also jump into the lake and take a swim. :p I don’t know how deep’s the lake but there are sure to be lots of leeches there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Irna, we can check it out when you help me move in ok? I’ll tie a rope around you then you jump down and see how deep the lake is? :p&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kampar is definitely a fine place for a student to hang about with its serene environment. But if you’re looking for entertainment, Kampar’s out for now. The nearest cinema, shopping complex is in Ipoh. And you need to take around 45 minutes to reach there IF you are driving. If you’re taking the bus, er, I am not so sure myself, but there are no Rapid buses there so, your only option is the Blue/Red Omnibus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What’s Kampar significant food? Kampar FISHBALL noodles… The rest, I’ll explore and tell you guys in the years to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm… Basically, it’s less than 2 months before I leave. It is not that far compared to Ang Jian Wei who’s going to US next year or Chris Ho whose going somewhere abroad as well but still there’s a scratchy feeling inside of me. HAHA… Siah Ying Wei would say that it’s nothing as Kampar is still in Malaysia bla la bla but what do you expect from someone who has been dependent on her family for the last 18 years. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine washing your own clothes, cooking, driving/cycling to school everyday. I do not know how to cycle… Er, let me re-phrase that. Actually, I &lt;strong&gt;can’t remember&lt;/strong&gt; how to cycle since I stopped cycling after I came back from Kuching. And, thank goodness there’s this weekly house keeping thing so, I can forget about dusting etc. HEHE…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, that’s all for now. 3 more weeks to semester exams so, I’ll be temporarily inactive as usual. Have a nice day everyone…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PS: No more jiwang-ing session for me in Kampar. But never mind, I shall jiwang with the fishes by the lake.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6864584564470660704-1516964318008443142?l=tingtingtong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://tingtingtong.blogspot.com/2007/11/kampar-fishball-noodles-wl.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (WL.IJ)</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-6864584564470660704.post-3393898141413890838</guid><pubDate>Tue, 06 Nov 2007 15:20:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-11-07T00:30:19.871+08:00</atom:updated><title>Just words. (Irna)</title><description>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;One word to describe it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;R.E.L.I.E.V.E.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more spending sleepless nights fighting to keep my heavy eye lids wide open.&lt;br /&gt;No more unbearable Panic Attack in the wee hours in the morning upon realising that my brain isn't working as fast as I wished it to be.&lt;br /&gt;No more experiencing the sharp stab of guilt for not being prepared earlier and resulted me being in such highly pressured situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye pressure cooker.&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye excessive dose of caffeine.&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye pure mental exhaustion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Well, at least goodbye for a week before having to start the ignition on again for the coming AS exams. But lets not go there yet will we?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the period after SPM and before I started college, I term them the &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;stress-free boredom days&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I was bored to the extent of almost losing my sanity,&lt;br /&gt;yet as stress-free as a newborn baby o&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;r an old woman who had a serious case of Alzheimer disease.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now,&lt;br /&gt;Gosh I cant even think of a word to describe it.&lt;br /&gt;My brain was over-heated.&lt;br /&gt;You could say I am practically living the days in cold sweat.&lt;br /&gt;I am amazed with how fatigue can hit you right to the core.&lt;br /&gt;Mental and physical exhaustion had hit me bad...real bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore I, Irna hereby vow,&lt;br /&gt;Never again will I put myself in such unquestionably stupid life style.&lt;br /&gt;Procrastination sucks the living hell out of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Shift to a stress-free topic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.45 pm, was redeeming back the times where I was online-deprived when Sarven called.&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hey, wanna go out not? Now?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Spent the next 2 minutes messaging few people online.&lt;br /&gt;And 10 minutes later I was out of the house.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Sarven picked me up and we met up with Nic and Ying Wei at Tanjung.&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh..&lt;br /&gt;How I miss those good old crap session days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Stress really took half of my life away so you have to pardon me for being so emo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Practically the whole time they were raving about the Ramly burgers at USJ 4 until Nic couldnt take it anymore and decided to go there there and then.&lt;br /&gt;By 10pm, 4 of us crashed in Nic's car and off we go to some awkward looking stalls situated rather un-strategically  beside the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recreating a second version of the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;jiwang &lt;/span&gt;session Nic and YW had the previous time they came here, we headed off by foot to the USJ 4 padang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Imagine four people sitting on a bench in the middle of the field and light drizzle staring at a huge tree with the stars twinkling up in the dark sky and burgers in our hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Yes. Thats what we did.&lt;br /&gt;Pathetic emo-ers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;But its a nice feeling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6864584564470660704-3393898141413890838?l=tingtingtong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://tingtingtong.blogspot.com/2007/11/just-words-irna.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (WL.IJ)</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-6864584564470660704.post-3903972098972904369</guid><pubDate>Thu, 01 Nov 2007 23:33:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-11-02T08:06:18.903+08:00</atom:updated><title>Clock well ticking. (Irna)</title><description>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Its 7.33 in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Having my chemistry semester exam in less than 4 hours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Slept a total of 2.5 hours for the past 3 days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Crammed 3 months worth of chemistry lectures in a span less than 12 hours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Downed 5 cups (and counting) of my dose of caffeine in the past 24 hours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My eyes are blurry.&lt;br /&gt;My head is pounding.&lt;br /&gt;My brain is disorientated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye my future.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6864584564470660704-3903972098972904369?l=tingtingtong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://tingtingtong.blogspot.com/2007/11/time-well-ticking-irna.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (WL.IJ)</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-6864584564470660704.post-7641387661239695967</guid><pubDate>Thu, 01 Nov 2007 18:05:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-11-02T02:06:39.350+08:00</atom:updated><title>Tug-of-War?</title><description>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lick Hung’s Sports Day&lt;/strong&gt; (I’m not very sure what event was that but it should be sports day, hehe…) was held yesterday at MPSJ. I was supposed to go and take pictures for my sis and her friends but how can someone who loves to sleep like me wake up 6 something in the morning when I don’t have class that day. Anyhow, I still need to go to MPSJ to pick her up (Walking, not driving since I haven’t passed my test yet, haiz…).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I managed to watch young kids participating in the game tug-of-war and it was so interesting to look at all these young kids pulling the rope.  But the rope’s not the same as the one we used in SMK USJ 12, it was a thinner rope. My sis was the anchor for her team so; I being a busy body went down to the field and gave her “support”. Without realizing, I was embarrassing myself shouting at her team telling them what to do. I screamed and screamed like a mad chicken but thank goodness nobody know who am I. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not know the origins of the game but it is practiced in the World Games. And honestly, rope pulling is a very interesting game. If it’s not because I was rushing back for lunch, I would have stayed to participate in the adults’ category (Parents versus Teachers) match.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, that’s all for now. Enjoy your day everyone… :p &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6864584564470660704-7641387661239695967?l=tingtingtong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://tingtingtong.blogspot.com/2007/11/tug-of-war.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (WL.IJ)</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-6864584564470660704.post-8247639754800889016</guid><pubDate>Mon, 29 Oct 2007 15:43:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-10-30T00:44:50.717+08:00</atom:updated><title>Prefect Tribute Night 07'</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Aaskttz7Sgs/RyYNIM1OpkI/AAAAAAAAAiA/Iqtp5fQFs1g/s1600-h/IMG_3206.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Aaskttz7Sgs/RyYNIM1OpkI/AAAAAAAAAiA/Iqtp5fQFs1g/s400/IMG_3206.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126799660342486594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SMK USJ 12’s Prefect Tribute Night&lt;/strong&gt; was held last Friday night at Holiday Villa and this year, for the first time in the history of the board, ex-seniors were invited back. I hope this practice will be carried on for the years to come. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, back to the dinner. Well, Sarven was supposed to pick Irna up around 6.30 pm then me and Nick but he was late as usual. So we reached Holiday Villa around 8? Never mind that, the three of us were expecting Sarven to be late so none of us bothered to get prepared early. As most of you would know, I’m not the expressive type of person like Irna so; I’ll keep this short and simple and move on to the pictures. :p &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Aaskttz7Sgs/RyYFe81OpiI/AAAAAAAAAhw/mTpVez0e4Ws/s1600-h/Groupie+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126791255091488290" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Aaskttz7Sgs/RyYFe81OpiI/AAAAAAAAAhw/mTpVez0e4Ws/s400/Groupie+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;Groupie 1... (Picture courtesy of Nicholas)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126790404687963650" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Aaskttz7Sgs/RyYEtc1OpgI/AAAAAAAAAhg/TDQP5nt2tws/s400/IMG_3223.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;Hehehe... We wallop most of the door gifts. I didn't know Irna stuffed so many in my bag. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;(Irna : This picture is too retarded and too stuuuuuuuuupid to be published in public.&lt;br /&gt;Though I tak tahu malu one but stillllllllll aiyoyo. Shy shy la WL.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;I have no idea when was this picture taken. :D But i would like to thank the photographer.. Hahahahahahaha... Please don't kill me Irna... :p I'll give you more chocolates next year...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Aaskttz7Sgs/RyYCtc1OpbI/AAAAAAAAAg4/7o8mGW1hf-0/s1600-h/IMG_3220.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126788205664708018" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Aaskttz7Sgs/RyYCtc1OpbI/AAAAAAAAAg4/7o8mGW1hf-0/s400/IMG_3220.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt; Groupie 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Aaskttz7Sgs/RyYCus1OpcI/AAAAAAAAAhA/M8uyUkOcu1w/s1600-h/IMG_3209.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126788227139544514" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Aaskttz7Sgs/RyYCus1OpcI/AAAAAAAAAhA/M8uyUkOcu1w/s400/IMG_3209.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Aaskttz7Sgs/RyYCvc1OpdI/AAAAAAAAAhI/ZTg1Ly0lV3w/s1600-h/IMG_3211.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126788240024446418" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Aaskttz7Sgs/RyYCvc1OpdI/AAAAAAAAAhI/ZTg1Ly0lV3w/s400/IMG_3211.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;We're both straight!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Aaskttz7Sgs/RyYMG81OpjI/AAAAAAAAAh4/_uxXW3Y_H1A/s1600-h/IMG_0637.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Aaskttz7Sgs/RyYMG81OpjI/AAAAAAAAAh4/_uxXW3Y_H1A/s400/IMG_0637.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126798539356022322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt; Er... Irna's doing her usual stuff, being nutty... :p While Esther's trying to.. er... Haha, I've no idea what they're up to. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Aaskttz7Sgs/RyYCxs1OpfI/AAAAAAAAAhY/yGZkCRydrwc/s1600-h/IMG_3207.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126788278679152114" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Aaskttz7Sgs/RyYCxs1OpfI/AAAAAAAAAhY/yGZkCRydrwc/s400/IMG_3207.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;The camera man with the 2 mak cik's...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;PS: The pictures are not in order and have not been edited because i am rushing to sleep... :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6864584564470660704-8247639754800889016?l=tingtingtong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://tingtingtong.blogspot.com/2007/10/prefect-tribute-night-07.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (WL.IJ)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Aaskttz7Sgs/RyYNIM1OpkI/AAAAAAAAAiA/Iqtp5fQFs1g/s72-c/IMG_3206.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-6864584564470660704.post-8600296626677562619</guid><pubDate>Tue, 23 Oct 2007 13:24:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-10-23T22:23:04.391+08:00</atom:updated><title>Give me few more days then I will post again kay? (Irna)</title><description>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 more days then its a full month since I last posted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised right, whenever I posted anything recently (well, not really that recent), I always started off with how many days passed since any post appear under my name.&lt;br /&gt;Well, the frequency of my post is really THAT bad so what else could I start off with?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its not that I lazy la.&lt;br /&gt;And its not because that I THAT busy also.&lt;br /&gt;Also obviously its not that I have nothing to say.  Please la, a person who's mouth could yak yak yak like a bullet train all the time definitely has something to say one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its just....plain distracted.&lt;br /&gt;=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I cant be blame kay?&lt;br /&gt;At my very 1st post of this blog I already mention that my "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hangat hangat tahi ayam&lt;/span&gt;" spirit is nothing to be taken lightly of ler.&lt;br /&gt;As long as I come back its enough right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Urghhh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Life has been....urm...(cant think of the perfect word)....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;(still thinking)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Aiya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;I cant think of any word and I can't risk any short circuit in my brain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Change to a slightly serious note.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Everything is moving at an extremeeeee fast pace for a slow poke like me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;With a blink of an eye its now at the end of October.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;My semester exam is in 8 days more and I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;am still staring at images of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;grasshopper's testis&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;rat's uterus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;and scratching my head wondering how the heck am I supposed to draw them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;My biology test is tomorrow and I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;am still &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;here reading a message from Sarven asking me whether a certain girl is hot a not?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;My life is already few steps ahead of me and I am still here strolling taking my own sweet time and not bothering to keep up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Hmmm.. I also dont know what went wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Damn you testis and uterus!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6864584564470660704-8600296626677562619?l=tingtingtong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://tingtingtong.blogspot.com/2007/10/2-more-days-then-its-full-month-since-i.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (WL.IJ)</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-6864584564470660704.post-6328349511036870674</guid><pubDate>Sat, 29 Sep 2007 14:11:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-09-29T22:19:20.254+08:00</atom:updated><title>Random Pics (WL)</title><description>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Aaskttz7Sgs/Rv5eExChNkI/AAAAAAAAAgA/3YJa-E0jb4M/s1600-h/DSCF0523.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115629662715852354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Aaskttz7Sgs/Rv5eExChNkI/AAAAAAAAAgA/3YJa-E0jb4M/s400/DSCF0523.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Aaskttz7Sgs/Rv5eFRChNlI/AAAAAAAAAgI/GnpWWnqL6vU/s1600-h/DSCF0534.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115629671305786962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Aaskttz7Sgs/Rv5eFRChNlI/AAAAAAAAAgI/GnpWWnqL6vU/s400/DSCF0534.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Aaskttz7Sgs/Rv5eFhChNmI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/xEuisD_m3nU/s1600-h/DSCF0535.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115629675600754274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Aaskttz7Sgs/Rv5eFhChNmI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/xEuisD_m3nU/s400/DSCF0535.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Aaskttz7Sgs/Rv5eGRChNnI/AAAAAAAAAgY/f9kloG5SnKY/s1600-h/DSCF0533.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115629688485656178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Aaskttz7Sgs/Rv5eGRChNnI/AAAAAAAAAgY/f9kloG5SnKY/s400/DSCF0533.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Aaskttz7Sgs/Rv5eGhChNoI/AAAAAAAAAgg/-AmwrZa0yEI/s1600-h/DSCF0543.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115629692780623490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Aaskttz7Sgs/Rv5eGhChNoI/AAAAAAAAAgg/-AmwrZa0yEI/s400/DSCF0543.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Know where is this? :p&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6864584564470660704-6328349511036870674?l=tingtingtong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://tingtingtong.blogspot.com/2007/09/random-pics-wl.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (WL.IJ)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Aaskttz7Sgs/Rv5eExChNkI/AAAAAAAAAgA/3YJa-E0jb4M/s72-c/DSCF0523.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6864584564470660704.post-4096125951077148232</guid><pubDate>Tue, 25 Sep 2007 10:32:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-09-25T18:44:46.749+08:00</atom:updated><title>Long twindling post and pics up ahead.. (Irna)</title><description>&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;La di da..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am back...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from major stress breakdown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhhh!!&lt;br /&gt;I am so going to turn crazy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh, I think I already am lah.&lt;br /&gt;How can you not to when you are in a class filled with stinking smart ass-es people!!&lt;br /&gt;And when I mean smart ass-es, I really really&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; REALLY&lt;/span&gt; meant it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello, in my class itself, there are 3 of them who scored straight 11 A1s for SPM!!&lt;br /&gt;A1s!!&lt;br /&gt;Not some &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cipalang&lt;/span&gt; A but its A1!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its like, having 3 Jian Wei or Chris (minus the siau-ness) in my class except that they have an extra A1.&lt;br /&gt;Or...Yee Chinn.&lt;br /&gt;And lets not mention the number of people who scored more than 8A1s will we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O levels pula,&lt;br /&gt;In a nearby international school, there are 4 people in the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;whole&lt;/span&gt; school who scored straight As.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;3 of them are in my class. +_+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Can cry a not u tell me!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to add more bruises to my ego, the ages of the ex-O levels student are between the range of &lt;span&gt;14&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span&gt;16&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We just sang Happy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;14th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Birthday few days ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14 years old.. (14!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;Heck, I could hardly remember how was I at that age.&lt;br /&gt;It seems like a decade ago man..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in Form 2 right?&lt;br /&gt;Still playing shoot shoot glue with some monkeys.&lt;br /&gt;Still drawing a leaf which look like a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;terbantut&lt;/span&gt; tree in Pn Suhailah's art class.&lt;br /&gt;Still feeling excited that we write with pen in classes. (primary school use pencil ma).&lt;br /&gt;Still buying tons of useless eraser just because it is the shape of an apple or some aromatic pen or some note pads that has a cartoon cover.&lt;br /&gt;Still...haiyo!! Still having a dumb brain la!! (no offence to any 14 year olds)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, 14 year olds are studying A levels!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WHAT HAD HAPPEN TO THE WORLD?!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Ish ish..&lt;br /&gt;Change topic change topic!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My elder sis came back a fews days ago from S'pore.&lt;br /&gt;Got a little break so come back lor.&lt;br /&gt;Miss me the oh so wonderful sister what. (I can imagine u : "please la!" right now)&lt;br /&gt;Kakaka..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sesat&lt;/span&gt; dictionary, if u go visit anybody at anywhere, u need to bring gifts.&lt;br /&gt;Even if its to your own home, lagi need what..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cos I'll be waiting there!!&lt;br /&gt;So here goes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She came back in the wee hours of Saturday morning.&lt;br /&gt;Family was awake waiting for her.&lt;br /&gt;(Minus me. Did I mention that it was in the weeeeeee hours in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;Its my bedtime what.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My younger sis woke me up when she came back.&lt;br /&gt;Say got some stuff for me.&lt;br /&gt;But sorry la.&lt;br /&gt;Once I'm in slumberland it is nearly impossible for me to get out of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprisingly, I was awake by 8 in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bangga bangga..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole family is still asleep when I woke up so its like waking up to total silence.&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm.. Not nice la.&lt;br /&gt;Cos nobody come layan me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So poor unwanted and rejected me went and start digging at her bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What she got for me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;To compensate the "departure" of my previous thumb drive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Aaskttz7Sgs/RvjSdhChNSI/AAAAAAAAAdw/Qf0Ol7XEBuI/s1600-h/thumb+drive.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Aaskttz7Sgs/RvjSdhChNSI/AAAAAAAAAdw/Qf0Ol7XEBuI/s400/thumb+drive.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114068781406172450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cute.&lt;br /&gt;Its the same size at the previous one, 1GB.&lt;br /&gt;But its more than enough la for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;To make me go 'huh?'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Aaskttz7Sgs/RvjTZBChNTI/AAAAAAAAAd4/NVuCcjfZ1TA/s1600-h/memory+card+22+Sept+07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Aaskttz7Sgs/RvjTZBChNTI/AAAAAAAAAd4/NVuCcjfZ1TA/s400/memory+card+22+Sept+07.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114069803608388914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I saw this thing, I though its just another thumbdrive.&lt;br /&gt;But then I see see, eh, why side got hole one??&lt;br /&gt;(I confess, I am THAT jakun)&lt;br /&gt;But I couldnt be much bothered to find out so I start digging around again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;My mum said its a card-reader-forgotten-what-she-said thingy.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Then begun to explain some foreign thing bout it which unfortunately didnt stay long in my memory.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Haiyo, for me, its the same function as thumb drive.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Only this is a weird looking one with a card sticking out of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Aaskttz7Sgs/RvjT2RChNUI/AAAAAAAAAeA/a-QI4TIZ2i0/s1600-h/memory+card+2+22+Sept+07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Aaskttz7Sgs/RvjT2RChNUI/AAAAAAAAAeA/a-QI4TIZ2i0/s400/memory+card+2+22+Sept+07.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114070306119562562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;True right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moment I saw all this stuff, the 1st thing I wanted to see is what is the colour that they emit out.&lt;br /&gt;So...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Aaskttz7Sgs/RvjV4hChNWI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/5e-0q7r_TW4/s1600-h/Image031+22+Sept+07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Aaskttz7Sgs/RvjV4hChNWI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/5e-0q7r_TW4/s400/Image031+22+Sept+07.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114072543797523810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Ceh..&lt;br /&gt;All yellow only.&lt;br /&gt;How come they dont make it blue? Or green? Or red also okay la..&lt;br /&gt;Then it'll be colourful lights blinking!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Reminder to study study study!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Aaskttz7Sgs/RvjdNxChNeI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/eCkXjcKXLpI/s1600-h/management+files+22+Sept+07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Aaskttz7Sgs/RvjdNxChNeI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/eCkXjcKXLpI/s400/management+files+22+Sept+07.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114080605451138530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;And jakun me again saw the cutest thing!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Aaskttz7Sgs/RvjYMBChNZI/AAAAAAAAAeo/dQwb0rkcyHo/s1600-h/highlighter+and+pen+22+Sept+07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Aaskttz7Sgs/RvjYMBChNZI/AAAAAAAAAeo/dQwb0rkcyHo/s400/highlighter+and+pen+22+Sept+07.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114075077828228498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Just normal black pen and yellow highlighter ya?&lt;br /&gt;But then when u go turned their "butt",&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Aaskttz7Sgs/RvjYYxChNaI/AAAAAAAAAew/rt8kJ7KvQ-E/s1600-h/highlighter+and+pen+2+22+Sept+07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Aaskttz7Sgs/RvjYYxChNaI/AAAAAAAAAew/rt8kJ7KvQ-E/s400/highlighter+and+pen+2+22+Sept+07.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114075296871560610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Hahahahahahaha!!&lt;br /&gt;So cute one!!&lt;br /&gt;Its the post-it-tape-flag stuff that u paste at the sides of your books.&lt;br /&gt;I like it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Is it me or am I the only one who found it amusing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;I went and :"hey, see, Magic!!" but nobody seems to be bothered.&lt;br /&gt;I still find it nice though..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;To satisfy my sweet tooth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Aaskttz7Sgs/RvjVNhChNVI/AAAAAAAAAeI/NJ0j6YJwDY4/s1600-h/marhsmallow+22+Sept+07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Aaskttz7Sgs/RvjVNhChNVI/AAAAAAAAAeI/NJ0j6YJwDY4/s400/marhsmallow+22+Sept+07.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114071805063148882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Four big packets of assorted marshmallow.&lt;br /&gt;I like!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll keep the best for the last so for now let me post the birthday present my sis got for my younger sis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;For younger sis's 16th Birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Aaskttz7Sgs/RvjX2RChNXI/AAAAAAAAAeY/uPPcTtSSTRU/s1600-h/Image022+22+Sept+07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Aaskttz7Sgs/RvjX2RChNXI/AAAAAAAAAeY/uPPcTtSSTRU/s400/Image022+22+Sept+07.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114074704166073714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Hmmm..&lt;br /&gt;Another cry cry every episode korean drama (Green Rose).&lt;br /&gt;I'm definitely not a fan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Aaskttz7Sgs/RvjY4xChNdI/AAAAAAAAAfI/mIL29ASoeTA/s1600-h/bun+bun%27s+watch+22+Sept+07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Aaskttz7Sgs/RvjY4xChNdI/AAAAAAAAAfI/mIL29ASoeTA/s400/bun+bun%27s+watch+22+Sept+07.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114075846627374546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;And this watch.&lt;br /&gt;I am not a watch person as I hate stuff hanging around my hand so i dont really have much comment bout it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didnt give her any bday present because personally from the very bottom of my heart, I find that having ME, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;IRNA &lt;/span&gt;as your sister is the best birthday present you can ever have in your whole entire life.&lt;br /&gt;Kakaka..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At last, the moment I have been waiting for..&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;the best gift you can ever give me (erm..apart from a chocolates, Nissan X-Trail, Hyundai Rexton, Honda CRV, well, u get my point)&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;the best invention in the history of mankind&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;drum rolls please..&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;TADA!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Aaskttz7Sgs/RvjYuhChNcI/AAAAAAAAAfA/0bXgkWmM4S0/s1600-h/fan+22+Sept+07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Aaskttz7Sgs/RvjYuhChNcI/AAAAAAAAAfA/0bXgkWmM4S0/s400/fan+22+Sept+07.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114075670533715394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE IT I LOVE IT LOVE IT!!!&lt;br /&gt;Dont know what it is??&lt;br /&gt;Scroll down la.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Aaskttz7Sgs/RvjYiRChNbI/AAAAAAAAAe4/ZSvok4ih4iM/s1600-h/fan+2+22+Sept+07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Aaskttz7Sgs/RvjYiRChNbI/AAAAAAAAAe4/ZSvok4ih4iM/s400/fan+2+22+Sept+07.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114075460080317874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Its a HANDY CAP WITH FAN!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(The box said one)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am dead serious about how much I love it!!&lt;br /&gt;The moment I saw it, I tear it out from it's package and start barging into every room waking everyone up to see my new treasure!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a history behind this gift one.&lt;br /&gt;Once upon a time, my mum and I went somewhere to get something (memory lapse). And there's when I 1st saw it. But then my mum wont buy it for me because its 'nonsense' and 'unpractical'.&lt;br /&gt;Ceh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then fast forward to the future,&lt;br /&gt;at S'pore,&lt;br /&gt;while waiting for my dad,&lt;br /&gt;I saw this lady,&lt;br /&gt;sitting,&lt;br /&gt;with the bloody electric fan at her hand!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wah!!&lt;br /&gt;I made a big fuss out of it to my family!!&lt;br /&gt;Jealous ma!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then tak sangka my sis remember ya?&lt;br /&gt;So happy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah..&lt;br /&gt;I post your pic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Aaskttz7Sgs/RvjX_xChNYI/AAAAAAAAAeg/niUMSBavpl0/s1600-h/Image001+22+Sept+07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Aaskttz7Sgs/RvjX_xChNYI/AAAAAAAAAeg/niUMSBavpl0/s400/Image001+22+Sept+07.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114074867374830978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Love you!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6864584564470660704-4096125951077148232?l=tingtingtong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://tingtingtong.blogspot.com/2007/09/long-twindling-post-and-pics-up-ahead.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (WL.IJ)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Aaskttz7Sgs/RvjSdhChNSI/AAAAAAAAAdw/Qf0Ol7XEBuI/s72-c/thumb+drive.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6864584564470660704.post-4598553006772923668</guid><pubDate>Sun, 02 Sep 2007 16:57:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-09-16T13:16:41.975+08:00</atom:updated><title>Thank You (Wei Ling)</title><description>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hmm… Happy Belated Independence Day… Hope I’m not too late. ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since in the past, it has been a norm in many societies to celebrate a person’s birthday. And today, I’m officially 18. In most legal systems, one becomes a LEGAL adult particularly on their 18th or 21st birthday and these young adults gain certain right and privileges.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, turning 18 means being able to watch those movies rated for those above 18 and pretty much that’s all. Since, I don’t smoke and don’t intend to smoke, so the right to purchase tobacco is nothing particular to me. I’m legal to drive since 17 but I took my own sweet time and drag and drag my driving lessons till this year and I still can’t drive. Well, I FAILED my road test TWICE so; hopefully I pass during the 3rd time. Okay, we can skip the part about how I fail and all…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, back to this post. This post is dedicated to my family members and a group of good friends particularly whom put in a great deal of effort for my 18th birthday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, thank you Irna for her “willingness” and enthusiasm to shout “Happy Birthday” outside my house causing most of my neighbours to wonder what’s was going on. And not to forget, thanks for the previous birthday dedication post. Irna, your effort is most appreciated, thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second, thank you TA9 and a group of university friends. The cake was good, the present was perfect and I loved the card you made. WW, SY, WT and Tracy: thanks for lunch, additional birthday card and the ‘Vincent’ song. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third, thank you Sarven for the rides home and so forth. Though your driving is pretty much as scary as Irna’s but it was fun with the ‘3 monkeys’ shouting at the back. Hopefully you did not get scolding for getting back late. And I shall await the gift which is still in process. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, pictures are worth a thousand words so, I’ll let it do the talking for me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30th August: Pictures are taken by Jonathan using Wan Wei's hp camera...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Aaskttz7Sgs/RtrwHLBIb9I/AAAAAAAAAdY/wT7PsZZ5NHE/s1600-h/DSC00104.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105657133585166290" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Aaskttz7Sgs/RtrwHLBIb9I/AAAAAAAAAdY/wT7PsZZ5NHE/s400/DSC00104.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Part of my tutorial group and my mass communication lecturer, Miss Mary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Aaskttz7Sgs/RtrwHbBIb-I/AAAAAAAAAdg/bc6_N_z0oI4/s1600-h/DSC00105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105657137880133602" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Aaskttz7Sgs/RtrwHbBIb-I/AAAAAAAAAdg/bc6_N_z0oI4/s400/DSC00105.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;31st August:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Aaskttz7Sgs/RtrvdrBIb4I/AAAAAAAAAcw/-2EJYutMXpU/s1600-h/IMG_2828.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105656420620595074" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Aaskttz7Sgs/RtrvdrBIb4I/AAAAAAAAAcw/-2EJYutMXpU/s400/IMG_2828.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Japanese Style Dinner at my aunt's house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Aaskttz7Sgs/Rtrvd7BIb5I/AAAAAAAAAc4/ftDPT9nC5Po/s1600-h/DSCF0778.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105656424915562386" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Aaskttz7Sgs/Rtrvd7BIb5I/AAAAAAAAAc4/ftDPT9nC5Po/s400/DSCF0778.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Haha, the 2 cakes... One from Alexis and the other from Secret Recipe... Love both of it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Aaskttz7Sgs/RtrwcbBIb_I/AAAAAAAAAdo/LQtuss2ujnI/s1600-h/DSCF0794.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105657498657386482" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Aaskttz7Sgs/RtrwcbBIb_I/AAAAAAAAAdo/LQtuss2ujnI/s400/DSCF0794.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Forgive me for the clarity of this image&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1st September: Happy Birthday Mrs. Jill Ee... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;2nd September: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Aaskttz7Sgs/Rtrve7BIb8I/AAAAAAAAAdQ/p0a5PtptQWw/s1600-h/IMG_2842.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105656442095431618" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Aaskttz7Sgs/Rtrve7BIb8I/AAAAAAAAAdQ/p0a5PtptQWw/s400/IMG_2842.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sarven's driving as usual&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Aaskttz7Sgs/Rtrtb7BIbzI/AAAAAAAAAcI/A9x3Cwbr374/s1600-h/IMG_2913.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105654191532568370" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Aaskttz7Sgs/Rtrtb7BIbzI/AAAAAAAAAcI/A9x3Cwbr374/s400/IMG_2913.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Aaskttz7Sgs/RtrtcLBIb0I/AAAAAAAAAcQ/bC_9qZxDR7k/s1600-h/IMG_2892.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105654195827535682" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Aaskttz7Sgs/RtrtcLBIb0I/AAAAAAAAAcQ/bC_9qZxDR7k/s400/IMG_2892.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Chicken + Tomyam..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Aaskttz7Sgs/RtrtcbBIb1I/AAAAAAAAAcY/u9Mm9SQXBF0/s1600-h/IMG_2870.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105654200122502994" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Aaskttz7Sgs/RtrtcbBIb1I/AAAAAAAAAcY/u9Mm9SQXBF0/s400/IMG_2870.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Aaskttz7Sgs/RtrtcrBIb2I/AAAAAAAAAcg/izbdk2D0Jno/s1600-h/IMG_2911.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105654204417470306" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Aaskttz7Sgs/RtrtcrBIb2I/AAAAAAAAAcg/izbdk2D0Jno/s400/IMG_2911.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Aaskttz7Sgs/RtrtdLBIb3I/AAAAAAAAAco/RVRidVz6z3Y/s1600-h/IMG_2910.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105654213007404914" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Aaskttz7Sgs/RtrtdLBIb3I/AAAAAAAAAco/RVRidVz6z3Y/s400/IMG_2910.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Lastly, I won’t be posting for a month’s time as I’ll be having my final exams for semester 2 next week. :p But i trust that Irna will keep the blog alive. Till then, have a nice day everyone. Adieu... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6864584564470660704-4598553006772923668?l=tingtingtong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://tingtingtong.blogspot.com/2007/09/thank-you-wei-ling.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (WL.IJ)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Aaskttz7Sgs/RtrwHLBIb9I/AAAAAAAAAdY/wT7PsZZ5NHE/s72-c/DSC00104.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-6864584564470660704.post-4388526825069358044</guid><pubDate>Sat, 01 Sep 2007 16:06:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-09-02T01:42:55.223+08:00</atom:updated><title>You are only young once, but you can be immature for a lifetime. (Irna)</title><description>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Aaskttz7Sgs/RtmRIrBIblI/AAAAAAAAAaY/mILKePbLIF8/s1600-h/Yao+Siang%27s+Party.+%286%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Aaskttz7Sgs/RtmRIrBIblI/AAAAAAAAAaY/mILKePbLIF8/s400/Yao+Siang%27s+Party.+%286%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105271230773620306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"  &gt;AH SAM TURNS 18 TODAY!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Muahahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;This girl whom I've met since the age of 14 now turned old already!!&lt;br /&gt;Not that its a bad thing.&lt;br /&gt;Its a good thing of course...I am that age as well. So definitely good thing bah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually right,&lt;br /&gt;I am kinda lost at what to say you know?&lt;br /&gt;Cos the part that I am dying to say will be, "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You have to start acting your age&lt;/span&gt;!!"&lt;br /&gt;But I cant say that this time.&lt;br /&gt;Cos you DO act your age.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;My goodness, you really do man.&lt;br /&gt;How come?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh now you make me felt stupid.&lt;br /&gt;Cos that line is what people kept telling me on my birthday!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Sesat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay la kay la, since its your b'day, I will talk only good good things ya.&lt;br /&gt;Ehem ehem..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;5 years ago&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;If we cut her open and dig her heart out, i wouldn't be surprise to see if its made out of a flaming rock.&lt;br /&gt;As burning as fire, as hard as a rock.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;To those of you who were in 2 Quantum (2003) and 3 Browser (2004), I think you will know what I mean.&lt;br /&gt;Never a day will pass without her erupting and let me I tell you,&lt;br /&gt;she sure ain't a nice little volcano.&lt;br /&gt;Her blood can rise from 37 to 100 degrees within less than 5 seconds man. Dont play play.&lt;br /&gt;The only, ONLY time I've seen the "emo" side of her was when she cried during sec 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh, more like shedding a tear then ~poof~ the serious face is back.&lt;br /&gt;And for what you know a not??&lt;br /&gt;Cos she did a careless mistake for her BM exam.&lt;br /&gt;+_+&lt;br /&gt;I can never understand the power of loving a language.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;5 years later,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's an angel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erm...no la.&lt;br /&gt;But you get what I mean.&lt;br /&gt;Though now still show black face once in a while, the volcano never erupt one.&lt;br /&gt;Its what you called that, gunung berapi tak aktif??&lt;br /&gt;My geography sucks la.&lt;br /&gt;What crap is it?&lt;br /&gt;Gunung berapi tak aktif right? Meaning volcano that is still alive but wont erupt d one?&lt;br /&gt;Aiyah, u get what I mean right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, crying everyday watching korean drama.&lt;br /&gt;No joke.&lt;br /&gt;Thats why I got &lt;a href="http://tingtingtong.blogspot.com/2007/05/stairway-to-heaven-sarangheyo-wl.html"&gt;THIS&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://tingtingtong.blogspot.com/2007/05/fan-of-korean-dramas-wl.html"&gt;THIS&lt;/a&gt; for her birthday present what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now can let her cry up all the tears she've been so stingy off for the past few years la.&lt;br /&gt;As I kept telling her, tears is free la wei! And I sure am generous in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So Wei Ling ar..&lt;br /&gt;Today 18 years old already.&lt;br /&gt;Soon you will be 81.&lt;br /&gt;With not a single tooth left in your mouth.&lt;br /&gt;Sitting on a rocking chair.&lt;br /&gt;Outside the porch of your house.&lt;br /&gt;Listening to the crick crick crick your chair made.&lt;br /&gt;But dont feel lonely.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Cos I am sitting right next to you with my dentures on eating my chocolates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muahahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;I'm such a good friend ya?&lt;br /&gt;I know I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;P/S : Birthdays are good for you, you know. Statistics show that the people who have the most live the longest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6864584564470660704-4388526825069358044?l=tingtingtong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://tingtingtong.blogspot.com/2007/09/you-are-only-young-once-but-you-can-be.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (WL.IJ)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Aaskttz7Sgs/RtmRIrBIblI/AAAAAAAAAaY/mILKePbLIF8/s72-c/Yao+Siang%27s+Party.+%286%29.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-6864584564470660704.post-2445275710079184383</guid><pubDate>Fri, 31 Aug 2007 02:31:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-08-31T17:47:00.654+08:00</atom:updated><title>My stress-free rotting days are back!! (Irna)</title><description>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been...23 days since last posted?&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm, not that bad what compared to my previous 42 days.&lt;br /&gt;Such a big improvement ya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;~Bangga bangga~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its Merdeka day today.&lt;br /&gt;Umm...okay.&lt;br /&gt;Not much patriotism going around here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eh!! Got!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Merdeka day its a holiday today!!&lt;br /&gt;Happy Merdeka people!!&lt;br /&gt;Muahahahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, today is SUPPOSED to be the "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;3rd anniversary&lt;/span&gt;" I have with my phone before it "flew" away.&lt;br /&gt;So sad ya?&lt;br /&gt;I know lah its been weeks since I lost it but I am those type people that kept holding on to the past cannot ah??&lt;br /&gt;I like mah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, today is the 1st day of my mid-sem hols!!&lt;br /&gt;Happy happy happy..&lt;br /&gt;Of course la happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more waking up at 5am.&lt;br /&gt;No more Bio or Chem test to worry about every week.&lt;br /&gt;No more assigments.&lt;br /&gt;No more "Ah!! Forgotten do my homework!!" amymore.&lt;br /&gt;(well, at least for the next 10 days)&lt;br /&gt;And the list goes on and on and on...&lt;br /&gt;Ah...perfect holiday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually my holiday should have started waaaay before today if not due to my erm...laziness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Monday night, my college was having a graduation day for the ex-students and they make it compulsary for everybody to come (which includes me).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But come on lah,&lt;br /&gt;Its at night ler..&lt;br /&gt;Ends at &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;11.30PM&lt;/span&gt; ler..&lt;br /&gt;U expect me to spend my perfect Monday night (I've got appoinment with dreamland) watching some strangers going up the stage with their show-the teeth-smile while me sitting there like some dong dong fella clapping like a duck ar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the next day, I go to college as usual.&lt;br /&gt;Wake up at 5,&lt;br /&gt;Board bus at 6.15,&lt;br /&gt;Walk to college at 7.05,&lt;br /&gt;Reached to see the main gate of the college closed at 7.15.&lt;br /&gt;Yup, u read that right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Its bloody LOCKED!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the college looked surprisingly empty from the outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I called up one of my friend who usually reached the same time as me and she said she is still on the train.&lt;br /&gt;So I waited lah like a pathetic fool.&lt;br /&gt;She arrived at 7.25 and both of us was just standing there staring at the locked gate.&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully we were not the only one as a senior was there as well and he is at the verge of running the gate over with his car.&lt;br /&gt;So 3 of us were just talking among ourselves and just...waiting when we accidentally found the source of the problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;WE DIDNT GO TO THE BLOODY GRADUATION NIGHT!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Aaskttz7Sgs/RteOMrBIbjI/AAAAAAAAAaI/LL0uNUQjYGQ/s1600-h/funny_138.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Aaskttz7Sgs/RteOMrBIbjI/AAAAAAAAAaI/LL0uNUQjYGQ/s400/funny_138.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104705051004792370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calls after calls were made to other classmates but none were picked up. (Busy sleeping). After some time my friend managed to interrupt a classmate sleep and..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Today no college. Yesterday night announced. Zzzzzzz.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason I wasnt informed was because nobody knew that I'd replaced my sim card and they smsed my mum's no which is phoneless as I took the phone for MY sim card. How smart of me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What to do? Go home lah!&lt;br /&gt;Called my mum, and she was laughing her head off the whole time I was ranting by the road side waiting for my bus. Haizzz..&lt;br /&gt;So sad case man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But thankfully &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sarven&lt;/span&gt; came to the picture!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Wanna go Midvalley?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He picked me up from home at 11.45 and picked &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;KKK &lt;/span&gt;from Pyramid and off we went!!&lt;br /&gt;Muahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like it when Sarven is having holiday.&lt;br /&gt;Why not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When he is on holiday = he is bored.&lt;br /&gt;When he is bored = he wanna go jalan jalan.&lt;br /&gt;Plus he have access to his mum's car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So on Wed, he'll pick me &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;to meet &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chris, Ge, KKK&lt;/span&gt; and....(gasp) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jian Wei&lt;/span&gt;. XP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;On Thurs, he'll pick me up at Asia Jaya and meet up &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WL &lt;/span&gt;at Carrefour.&lt;br /&gt;And on Friday, he'll pick me up go mamak and meet up with the others.&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiyoyo, the originally short post that I intended to post to cover up my guilt now turn to one long blabbing story pula.&lt;br /&gt;Aiya, long better than short ya ppl?&lt;br /&gt;It proves that I'm not dead yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S : My number is the original 017 no which I lost ya?&lt;br /&gt;P/P/S : Crap! Talking about that, I forgot pula to brag of smth. Hehehehehehe.. That will be my next post ya? Muahahahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6864584564470660704-2445275710079184383?l=tingtingtong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://tingtingtong.blogspot.com/2007/08/my-stress-free-rotting-days-are-back.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (WL.IJ)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Aaskttz7Sgs/RteOMrBIbjI/AAAAAAAAAaI/LL0uNUQjYGQ/s72-c/funny_138.gif' 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-6864584564470660704.post-8208450864775682161</guid><pubDate>Wed, 08 Aug 2007 15:59:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-08-09T18:26:06.856+08:00</atom:updated><title>Super duper long long long post ahead.. (Irna)</title><description>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;What am I gonna say now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't use the reason that I have no time, eh, actually I don't really have much but that reason not nice la. Too typical.&lt;br /&gt;I can't use the reason that I have nothing to blog about cos well...there's plenty.&lt;br /&gt;I can't use the reason that I forgotten bout this blog, cos I think I overused it already. Sudah basi already the excuse.&lt;br /&gt;I....&lt;br /&gt;Haiyo, I lazy la.&lt;br /&gt;Full stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, being a typical 18 year old lazy bum bum person, I will therefore shove everything I wanna blab about in one post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;Stupid sacrifice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My college held a sports carnival on one bright sunny Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;Bright sunny = grumpy Irna.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, for this carnival, they make it COMPULSARY for the girls in my batch (SO707) to make a performance.&lt;br /&gt;Its not just a performance.&lt;br /&gt;Its a bloody cheerleading performance!!!&lt;br /&gt;Though its just a simple 5 minute stupid routine (something like what kindergarten kids do when they dance to a nursery song) , there is no where in the world are you gonna expect me to even be caught dead doing that in front of 10 other schools!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i169.photobucket.com/albums/u214/IrnaJ/Image010.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;So me being the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;stubborn&lt;/span&gt; me, spent DAYS AFTER DAYS to talk and persuade everybody in letting me out it, which is a total unfair thing to do as none of them are willing to do it either. Besides, the girls population in my batch is less than 15 ppl so its like ngam ngam la to make a team.&lt;br /&gt;But sorry la, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I die die also will never ever do that okay?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, in order to prove to them how close I am to the verge of entering Tanjung Rambutan if they still insisted me on doing the bloody performance,&lt;br /&gt;I hereby took the last resort:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;) promised to came to every single stinking practice to give them support.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;) stay back and help out in making their pom poms (yar, u heard it correct) which were made from tens of crepe papers till I have nightmare of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;) volunteer myself in the decoration of the college compound for the sports carnival. (days worth of staying back)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;) volunteer myself in the prize giving award (held once in the morning and once at 4.30 pm).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i169.photobucket.com/albums/u214/IrnaJ/Image001.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i169.photobucket.com/albums/u214/IrnaJ/Image005.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;) volunteer myself in helping out in the scrabble competition (which will be held the WHOLE day but its in the air con room...so I dont mind la).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i169.photobucket.com/albums/u214/IrnaJ/Image011.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;In the end they agreed to let me free.&lt;br /&gt;FREEDOM!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not so!!&lt;br /&gt;Their perfoma&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;nce ended at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;8.35 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;AM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and they can go home straight afterwards.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt; But due to me and my big mouth, I have to come at 6.30 AM and go &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;home at 5PM!!&lt;br /&gt;And the worse part is....I have to help&lt;/span&gt; out in the FOOTBALL competition.&lt;br /&gt;I have to spend one hour &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;under the scorching hot sun watching stupid ppl chasing after a stupid ball and kicking it in the stupid net&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;How ridiculous it that?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i169.photobucket.com/albums/u214/IrnaJ/Image015.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;My originally smart plan backfired on me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;2) Egg boiler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the BBQ night held in my college to welcome the July batch, its further convinced me that I am not suite to be a house-wife. Every batch were required to make a performance (yeah I managed to ran away from it and no you don't wanna know how I did it) and whipped up some food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For my batch its egg sandwich and salad. Sounds easy? NOT IN A MILLION YEARS!!&lt;br /&gt;Half of my classmates and I walked to one of my friend's hostel/apartment after class to start on making the food and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine 20 people squeezing in a tiny apartment and half of them crammed in the kitchen. Some how or rather, I was left alone in the kitchen boiling 120 eggs in 2 big pots while others were buterring the breads or cutting the salad in the hall. Not a problem. Just wait for 20 minutes then u take out all right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mana tau, 10 minutes into it, few eggs started bursting.&lt;br /&gt;One of my classmate enter the kitchen and I asked him how do you tell if the eggs were fully boiled?&lt;br /&gt;His answer : "U just whacked open the eggs and see".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He left.&lt;br /&gt;And I am alone.&lt;br /&gt;And thats what I did.&lt;br /&gt;I scooped each egg out and started whacked them to half with a big spoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First one, WHACK, eeee...still watery. Put back in the pot.&lt;br /&gt;1 minute later.&lt;br /&gt;WHACK another. Yeer, still watery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats what I did for the next 10 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;Whacked almost 20 plus eggs.&lt;br /&gt;Till on of them came in and scream!&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, SCREAM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By then the whole class crammed in the kitchen and see yours truly standing there with a big spoon on one hand and a pot of bubble-ish eggs in another.&lt;br /&gt;The bubble came from the yolks and egg white that spilled from the whacked eggs.&lt;br /&gt;Then the bubble spilled on the stove and the fire rose and everybody scream again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end I was given the task of smashing the eggs in a bowl.&lt;br /&gt;How am I supposed to know that guy was joking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i169.photobucket.com/albums/u214/IrnaJ/idontgetit.bmp.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: Less than 20 % of our egg sandwiches were eaten and the salad was untouched. Those who ate say it tasted weird and gross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/P/S: The salad were still left untouched in 2 big containers in the cafeteria. We saw big worms inside it and nobody dared to touch it, including the canteen lady.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Detoured.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally, WL and I planned to visit Chris who was admitted to the hospital on Monday after our class. However, on that morning WL informed me that he was discharged d.&lt;br /&gt;Eh, how come so fast one?&lt;br /&gt;WL go till 10 days and he by 5 days out d.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we still go ahead with our plan to meet up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took a bus at 4.45 and met WL at Asia Jaya bus stop 20 minutes later.&lt;br /&gt;I was waving at her like a mad fella from the bus.&lt;br /&gt;Were chit chatting happily on the bus then we realised, we dunno where the hell we wanna go.&lt;br /&gt;The next stop will be Pyramid so down we go!&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, its been ages since I came here man.&lt;br /&gt;I became jakun d. Lalala..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the usual prob cropped up.&lt;br /&gt;We dunno wanna take our dinner where.&lt;br /&gt;Walking aimlessly around pyramid again like the old days.&lt;br /&gt;Finally gotten tired by 7 and we still havent decide on anything, thus, go taipan only la!&lt;br /&gt;Board the bus at dunno what time, head to Leo's cafe, had dinner, pot pet, go home, do hw, sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not good in ending la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Blind baldy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a funny situation where you met with your old schools mates in the bus.&lt;br /&gt;Some were awkward. (He with gf la. I dont dare talk. Shy shy.)&lt;br /&gt;Some were polite. (Hi. How are you? End of conversation.)&lt;br /&gt;Some were unrecognisable. (Have to message a little kiddo to confirm whether its him or not)&lt;br /&gt;And some were just plain BLIND.&lt;br /&gt;And who else if its not SARVEN SHAN A/L MUNIANDI!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bus stopped at the Carrefour there to pick up some passengers. I was looking out when I noticed someone so familiar.&lt;br /&gt;Gosh!! He was just standing right there with his body facing me turning his head here n there and squinting his eyes. Such blind fella man. I was just staring at him 4 the longest period time (cos got a lot of ppl coming in so I was there 4 quite a while) when the bus started moving.&lt;br /&gt;Thats when he noticed me.&lt;br /&gt;And his reaction = priceless.&lt;br /&gt;Gosh how I missed him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I am starting to feel sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i169.photobucket.com/albums/u214/IrnaJ/14072007618.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Blurness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* I lost my way while driving to Giant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* I noticed something. After 18 years of living, I noticed that, in Federal Highway, there exists a lane specially for the motorcyclist. And I came home with full glowing pride and intention to tell out my "observation", only to be laughed at and shoot down.&lt;br /&gt;So kesian..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* I didnt board down the bus when it reached KL Central (10 minutes walk from my college).&lt;br /&gt;Didnt realised that I reached there d. Have to wait till the bus make another extra big round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* I walked straight to a blind man. Caused him to lost his direction and was about to walked straight to a pole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* I lost my way when wanna pick my sis from Burger King. Drove thru the whole Taipan for more than 15 minutes, only to realise that I had passed it twice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* I learnt KTM, LRT and Monorial and 3 totally different train.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* And lastly,&lt;br /&gt;I got angry when my mum never called me to ask me where am I. Hey, I finished class at 2.30 and wasnt home yet by 5.30. Went home ready to throw my temper only to realise...I didnt bring the phone. So nobody managed to contact me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;Random&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I broke my spare glasses.&lt;br /&gt;While driving.&lt;br /&gt;Dont ask me.&lt;br /&gt;I dont know how.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am in love with this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i169.photobucket.com/albums/u214/IrnaJ/hellopanda1.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i169.photobucket.com/albums/u214/IrnaJ/Marsmallow11-1.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My elder sis left to further her studies 2 weeks ago. My mum spent every single free time online chatting with her. She dont want talk to me. Say very annoying. Ceh.. She's coming back tonight for 5 days break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My college follows an old school rules.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Must wear covered shoes to school.&lt;br /&gt;-Cannot bring liquid paper.&lt;br /&gt;-Have parents-teacher conference at the end of every semester.&lt;br /&gt;-Even marks for assignment will be shown to the parents.&lt;br /&gt;-If assignment were not passed up, names will be submitted to the Datin (Director of Pre-U)  and u will kena lecture la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am comfortable with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At last I managed to get a transparent water bottle!! (I'm picky)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm..&lt;br /&gt;Its not as long as expected,.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry la.&lt;br /&gt;My eyes can barely open now.&lt;br /&gt;I'm having class tmr and have to do a presentation on some weird things.&lt;br /&gt;Gosh I am not even prepared!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See ya next time ppl.&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, miss me ya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6864584564470660704-8208450864775682161?l=tingtingtong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://tingtingtong.blogspot.com/2007/08/super-duper-long-long-long-post-ahead.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (WL.IJ)</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-6864584564470660704.post-5531913600855599381</guid><pubDate>Thu, 19 Jul 2007 10:04:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-07-28T18:23:35.739+08:00</atom:updated><title>Irony (Irna)</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;" The most useless and dependent person in the family in the end&lt;br /&gt;was forced to be the most independent one."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Yes.  Apparently that person was me.&lt;br /&gt;Actually right, I had a super duper long grandmother story which I intended to post.&lt;br /&gt;Its all about ME la of course.&lt;br /&gt;But then now I don't want to post already cos I practically been bragging about it to every living soul who is willing to listen to me over the weekend while I was in camp.&lt;br /&gt;So now if I say again it will sounds so stupid.&lt;br /&gt;Even I am getting kinda sick of hearing myself talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,&lt;br /&gt;I have an announcement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I LOST MY PHONE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouch!!&lt;br /&gt;Hurts like crazy!!&lt;br /&gt;My 1st love okay?&lt;br /&gt;Why cant people understand that?&lt;br /&gt;Its so terrible!&lt;br /&gt;This coming 31st August will be our 3rd anniversary together!!&lt;br /&gt;And yet I lost it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd canceled my phone line in case got anybody use it.&lt;br /&gt;I will retrieve back the new sim card from maxis center soon la its just that for the time being I'm un-contactable lor.&lt;br /&gt;Anything call my house phone la.&lt;br /&gt;So kesian right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I putus cinta..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6864584564470660704-5531913600855599381?l=tingtingtong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://tingtingtong.blogspot.com/2007/07/most-useless-and-dependent-person-in.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (WL.IJ)</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-6864584564470660704.post-163942446194318751</guid><pubDate>Sun, 08 Jul 2007 14:27:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-07-08T22:27:12.537+08:00</atom:updated><title>No longer MIA......I hope.  (Irna)</title><description>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi hi people!!&lt;br /&gt;Its been like what, 2 weeks, 3 weeks since I last posted.&lt;br /&gt;Let me check ya....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh.. Since May 27th!!&lt;br /&gt;Thats 42 days!!&lt;br /&gt;Wow, I didnt expect it to be THAT long.&lt;br /&gt;I though its for a couple of weeks only.&lt;br /&gt;But its a good thing though.&lt;br /&gt;I have been living a total of 42 guilty-less days.&lt;br /&gt;I know you are at the verge of killing me WL.&lt;br /&gt;Thats why I'm back ma.&lt;br /&gt;See such a "good" friend you have here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, I wanted to post this up.&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;Tada!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Aaskttz7Sgs/RpDiX0pTzZI/AAAAAAAAAaA/eyzwl8brLDk/s1600-h/blue+contacts+1+%28cut%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Aaskttz7Sgs/RpDiX0pTzZI/AAAAAAAAAaA/eyzwl8brLDk/s400/blue+contacts+1+%28cut%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084812878198066578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, maybe not so tada-ish after all.&lt;br /&gt;But I always wanted to do that tada thingy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, I bought contact lenses. I yearn for it for quite a while now and managed to get them on Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;And no I didnt get the blue one as shown above.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not that crazy yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;green&lt;/span&gt; instead.&lt;br /&gt;Kakakakakakaka..&lt;br /&gt;Up to you to believe what nonsense I talk la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard from few people I known wearing lenses, they usually took half and hour and above when they tried to put the lenses for the 1st time.&lt;br /&gt;My mum in the past had contact lenses before and it took her half and hour plus to get it in.&lt;br /&gt;Even the optician said he needed 45 minutes. So its scary la when you heard all these stories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say you need to move your eyes up down up down la, then your tears will come out non stop la, you need to poke your eyeballs la, and other la la las lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Furthermore I have the smallest eyes or they say the 'sepetest' eyes in the family so I need an hour or more to try it on.&lt;br /&gt;Yeee.. Pour cold water on people one they all.&lt;br /&gt;But I still want!!&lt;br /&gt;Ya ma, curiosity kills the cat.&lt;br /&gt;Its better if I satisfy my curiosity now than yearn it for how many donkey years to come right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even my elder sister sibuk only bring the video recorder as what she said wanna record down my embarrassing moments. So the man gave me a trial one (blue) first because afraid that I will spoil the one I bought.&lt;br /&gt;So geli la the lenses when it touch your fingertips.&lt;br /&gt;But its nice.&lt;br /&gt;So its geli in a nice way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However even before my sis had time to on the recorder, ZUPPPP, goes in the lense!!&lt;br /&gt;Less than &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10 seconds &lt;/span&gt;people!!!&lt;br /&gt;Woo Hoo!!!&lt;br /&gt;So freaking bangga!!&lt;br /&gt;Even the man was so shocked!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KAKAKAKAKAKAKKAKAKAKAKA&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;KEKEKEKEKEKKEKEKEKEKEKE&lt;br /&gt;HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHHEHEHEHE&lt;br /&gt;Enough la.&lt;br /&gt;But compliment me la people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All hails sepet eyes!!&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;So fun wei.&lt;br /&gt;Especially when your fingertips touch the pupil.&lt;br /&gt;So cold and geli-ish in a nice way.&lt;br /&gt;Its not as scary as I thought after all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i169.photobucket.com/albums/u214/IrnaJ/buybu-1.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Aaskttz7Sgs/RpDh8UpTzXI/AAAAAAAAAZw/-HBUJGoYN0k/s1600-h/jdkj.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Aaskttz7Sgs/RpDh8UpTzXI/AAAAAAAAAZw/-HBUJGoYN0k/s400/jdkj.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084812405751663986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I bought 3 pairs altogether. Each pair last for 30 - 35 days.&lt;br /&gt;Wearing the 1st and the rest next time when wanna wear only wear la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oops!&lt;br /&gt;The show I wanna watch is about to start.&lt;br /&gt;Good Night people and sleep tight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6864584564470660704-163942446194318751?l=tingtingtong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://tingtingtong.blogspot.com/2007/07/no-longer-miai-hope-irna.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (WL.IJ)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Aaskttz7Sgs/RpDiX0pTzZI/AAAAAAAAAaA/eyzwl8brLDk/s72-c/blue+contacts+1+%28cut%29.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-6864584564470660704.post-5843212530626191351</guid><pubDate>Thu, 28 Jun 2007 14:20:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-06-28T22:27:04.935+08:00</atom:updated><title>Mars vs Venus Part 2 (WL)</title><description>The 2nd pic... haha, please don't mind the school badge... :p HAHAHAHAHA...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Aaskttz7Sgs/RoPES0pTzVI/AAAAAAAAAZg/vGLfhscfIkM/s1600-h/DSCN1666.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081120632252648786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Aaskttz7Sgs/RoPES0pTzVI/AAAAAAAAAZg/vGLfhscfIkM/s400/DSCN1666.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6864584564470660704-5843212530626191351?l=tingtingtong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://tingtingtong.blogspot.com/2007/06/mars-vs-venus-part-2-wl.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (WL.IJ)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Aaskttz7Sgs/RoPES0pTzVI/AAAAAAAAAZg/vGLfhscfIkM/s72-c/DSCN1666.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item></channel></rss>