<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13659837</id><updated>2011-09-09T01:21:35.425+08:00</updated><title type='text'>KeLLy</title><subtitle type='html'>a piece of me.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13659837/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13659837/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>KeL-Ly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05241406718324620355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>133</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13659837.post-2984588681767151395</id><published>2008-01-07T21:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T21:37:05.412+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I have Moved</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hey people,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have moved!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please click &lt;a href="http://kelly--t.blogspot.com"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kelly--t.blogspot.com"&gt;"kelly--t.blogspot.com"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to be directed to my new blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13659837-2984588681767151395?l=kel-ly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/feeds/2984588681767151395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13659837&amp;postID=2984588681767151395&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13659837/posts/default/2984588681767151395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13659837/posts/default/2984588681767151395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-have-moved.html' title='I have Moved'/><author><name>KeL-Ly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05241406718324620355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13659837.post-7099818705980376666</id><published>2007-09-24T21:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T21:52:25.604+08:00</updated><title type='text'>catching a break</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kel-ly.blogspot.com is pausing for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;has&lt;/span&gt; been pausing for a while in fact, and will continue to do so for the next few months, if not weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see you again next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;buh-bye!&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13659837-7099818705980376666?l=kel-ly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/feeds/7099818705980376666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13659837&amp;postID=7099818705980376666&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13659837/posts/default/7099818705980376666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13659837/posts/default/7099818705980376666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/2007/09/catching-break.html' title='catching a break'/><author><name>KeL-Ly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05241406718324620355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13659837.post-1897991517618127593</id><published>2007-08-31T11:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-01T22:08:45.432+08:00</updated><title type='text'>merdeka 50 years</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;please rise for our national anthem...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;um...uh....well...nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*pause*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Independence Day.&lt;br /&gt;50 years.&lt;br /&gt;woohoo. yay.very happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday night we went to Laundry to celebrate Merdeka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't say I'm absolutely patriotic, but if I'll get 'punished' if i don't say i do, then I'm helluva country lover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also love to borrow any available excuse, like even Friday the 13th, just to make it reasonable to indulge myself with some fancy drink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but I ain't that bad, I'm sure if i look hard enough, I'll find that i have patriotism somewhere in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so.....&lt;br /&gt;Malaysiaku Gemilang!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RteMBB1qjuI/AAAAAAAAAdg/N1Im1xbIB60/s1600-h/IMG_0793.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RteMBB1qjuI/AAAAAAAAAdg/N1Im1xbIB60/s320/IMG_0793.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104702651949027042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The mysterious and reserved patriotic pose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RteP7x1qj2I/AAAAAAAAAeg/JTsTEQqVsIU/s1600-h/IMG_0794.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RteP7x1qj2I/AAAAAAAAAeg/JTsTEQqVsIU/s320/IMG_0794.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104706959801225058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The moderate happiness patriotism pose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RteMBR1qjvI/AAAAAAAAAdo/0mTtLOGZkYM/s1600-h/IMG_0791.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RteMBR1qjvI/AAAAAAAAAdo/0mTtLOGZkYM/s320/IMG_0791.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104702656243994354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The patriotic spirit kao kao pose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RteV8h1qj9I/AAAAAAAAAfY/v97yxy7RFd8/s1600-h/IMG_0776.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RteV8h1qj9I/AAAAAAAAAfY/v97yxy7RFd8/s320/IMG_0776.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104713569755893714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;with Wei Wei and Vonnie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RteMBh1qjxI/AAAAAAAAAd4/VI08FvXkQEg/s1600-h/IMG_0779.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RteMBh1qjxI/AAAAAAAAAd4/VI08FvXkQEg/s320/IMG_0779.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104702660538961682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;1, 2, pose!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RteMBx1qjyI/AAAAAAAAAeA/V9uXL-h6gc0/s1600-h/IMG_0774.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RteMBx1qjyI/AAAAAAAAAeA/V9uXL-h6gc0/s320/IMG_0774.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104702664833928994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;with Jo Jo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RteP7R1qjzI/AAAAAAAAAeI/63s1L-jZ2Mk/s1600-h/IMG_0777.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RteP7R1qjzI/AAAAAAAAAeI/63s1L-jZ2Mk/s320/IMG_0777.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104706951211290418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;with Vonjie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RteP7h1qj0I/AAAAAAAAAeQ/ZOckIxhwknc/s1600-h/IMG_0785.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RteP7h1qj0I/AAAAAAAAAeQ/ZOckIxhwknc/s320/IMG_0785.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104706955506257730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My Mai Tai *wuv wuv*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RteP7x1qj1I/AAAAAAAAAeY/w9H2M_Po9Bw/s1600-h/IMG_0786.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RteP7x1qj1I/AAAAAAAAAeY/w9H2M_Po9Bw/s320/IMG_0786.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104706959801225042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;bottoms up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then......let the fireworks display commence!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RteP8B1qj3I/AAAAAAAAAeo/tKqhWDRSPpU/s1600-h/IMG_0795.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RteP8B1qj3I/AAAAAAAAAeo/tKqhWDRSPpU/s320/IMG_0795.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104706964096192370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;starting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RteThx1qj4I/AAAAAAAAAew/REG3SqPX98w/s1600-h/IMG_0799.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RteThx1qj4I/AAAAAAAAAew/REG3SqPX98w/s320/IMG_0799.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104710911171137410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;*phwoar*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RteTiB1qj5I/AAAAAAAAAe4/VY5GLaIM0lc/s1600-h/IMG_0800.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RteTiB1qj5I/AAAAAAAAAe4/VY5GLaIM0lc/s320/IMG_0800.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104710915466104722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;*woahhh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RteTiB1qj6I/AAAAAAAAAfA/70awOMC6zYE/s1600-h/IMG_0824.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RteTiB1qj6I/AAAAAAAAAfA/70awOMC6zYE/s320/IMG_0824.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104710915466104738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;*ohhhhhh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RteTiR1qj7I/AAAAAAAAAfI/2-nBYqU95VU/s1600-h/IMG_0827.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RteTiR1qj7I/AAAAAAAAAfI/2-nBYqU95VU/s320/IMG_0827.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104710919761072050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Vonnie mesmerised by the sight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RteTiR1qj8I/AAAAAAAAAfQ/orWsZpOydZ8/s1600-h/IMG_0838.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RteTiR1qj8I/AAAAAAAAAfQ/orWsZpOydZ8/s320/IMG_0838.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104710919761072066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;=)))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wuv-o&lt;br /&gt;^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13659837-1897991517618127593?l=kel-ly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/feeds/1897991517618127593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13659837&amp;postID=1897991517618127593&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13659837/posts/default/1897991517618127593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13659837/posts/default/1897991517618127593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/2007/08/merdeka-50-years.html' title='merdeka 50 years'/><author><name>KeL-Ly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05241406718324620355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RteMBB1qjuI/AAAAAAAAAdg/N1Im1xbIB60/s72-c/IMG_0793.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13659837.post-9013319890126126985</id><published>2007-08-22T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-23T19:23:04.894+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a visit to ntv7</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today, the Broadcasting class went for a trip to ntv7 in Glenmarie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was really psyched to ditch the boring ole classroom in Media Hub,&lt;br /&gt;but then the weather today made me feel like i should lock myself in an aircon-room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As soon as we reached ntv7, we had to get registered one by one, and so we waited under the sun....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and i felt like i could fry an egg on my skin and i can set things on fire with my touch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So welcome to ntv7, your feel good channel.&lt;br /&gt;apparently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/Rs1kqx1qjkI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/NGSw0KG8uqw/s1600-h/IMG_0628.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/Rs1kqx1qjkI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/NGSw0KG8uqw/s320/IMG_0628.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101844638976347714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm having so much fun already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/Rs1krR1qjlI/AAAAAAAAAcY/_dUu4Xd1Obw/s1600-h/IMG_0626.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/Rs1krR1qjlI/AAAAAAAAAcY/_dUu4Xd1Obw/s320/IMG_0626.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101844647566282322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I wud've slapped Marc on the spot if i knew he was doing that. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/Rs1krR1qjmI/AAAAAAAAAcg/nIpMCM4ZZyQ/s1600-h/IMG_0638.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/Rs1krR1qjmI/AAAAAAAAAcg/nIpMCM4ZZyQ/s320/IMG_0638.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101844647566282338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hi, we're the host for the new show called....um...The Hot Shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/Rs1krh1qjnI/AAAAAAAAAco/Hc0pbGRl-74/s1600-h/IMG_0643.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/Rs1krh1qjnI/AAAAAAAAAco/Hc0pbGRl-74/s320/IMG_0643.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101844651861249650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A silly thing i spotted in front of an editing suite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/Rs1ksB1qjoI/AAAAAAAAAcw/aKar9yt6VHI/s1600-h/IMG_0649.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/Rs1ksB1qjoI/AAAAAAAAAcw/aKar9yt6VHI/s320/IMG_0649.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101844660451184258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;with stone-faced Toddy as we hosted a show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/Rs1mmh1qjpI/AAAAAAAAAc4/U63QR9FL_eY/s1600-h/IMG_0651.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/Rs1mmh1qjpI/AAAAAAAAAc4/U63QR9FL_eY/s320/IMG_0651.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101846764985159314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The new Breakfast Show host, Kelly and Yvonne.&lt;br /&gt;Be sure to tune in at....um...say....2pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/Rs1mmx1qjqI/AAAAAAAAAdA/0KUv_lxeWeg/s1600-h/IMG_0648.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/Rs1mmx1qjqI/AAAAAAAAAdA/0KUv_lxeWeg/s320/IMG_0648.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101846769280126626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is how a host prepares herself before her show. For real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/Rs1mnB1qjrI/AAAAAAAAAdI/9SamacxBd2Q/s1600-h/IMG_0657.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/Rs1mnB1qjrI/AAAAAAAAAdI/9SamacxBd2Q/s320/IMG_0657.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101846773575093938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Behold. The new anchorwomen for ntv7's news.&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of anchorwomen, we bump into Sheahnee Lee.&lt;br /&gt;^.^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/Rs1mnR1qjsI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/kOrKvo0hO8Y/s1600-h/IMG_0661.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/Rs1mnR1qjsI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/kOrKvo0hO8Y/s320/IMG_0661.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101846777870061250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"I'll just press this...this...this...and that.&lt;br /&gt;There, one screwed up tv station."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/Rs1mnh1qjtI/AAAAAAAAAdY/m1zC6wXDqbc/s1600-h/IMG_0675.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/Rs1mnh1qjtI/AAAAAAAAAdY/m1zC6wXDqbc/s320/IMG_0675.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101846782165028562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One happy class with Dawn of ntv7 and our lecturer Mr.Zul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, i'm bored now, let's go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13659837-9013319890126126985?l=kel-ly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/feeds/9013319890126126985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13659837&amp;postID=9013319890126126985&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13659837/posts/default/9013319890126126985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13659837/posts/default/9013319890126126985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/2007/08/visit-to-ntv7.html' title='a visit to ntv7'/><author><name>KeL-Ly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05241406718324620355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/Rs1kqx1qjkI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/NGSw0KG8uqw/s72-c/IMG_0628.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13659837.post-1324713289450199381</id><published>2007-08-12T16:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-12T17:39:11.101+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Cheri Lim</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yesterday night, we went to Atrium to celebrate Cheri Lim's big two-one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday CHERI!&lt;br /&gt;=))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/Rr7JY0RevsI/AAAAAAAAAaw/EqaFoJ7Lzww/s1600-h/cheri%27s+21st.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/Rr7JY0RevsI/AAAAAAAAAaw/EqaFoJ7Lzww/s320/cheri%27s+21st.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097733256415985346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;puffer fish, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;birthday babe&lt;/span&gt;, and schweet lips.&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/Rr7LnkRevuI/AAAAAAAAAbA/MqRhNYbPxFg/s1600-h/cheri%27s+21st2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/Rr7LnkRevuI/AAAAAAAAAbA/MqRhNYbPxFg/s320/cheri%27s+21st2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097735708842311394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my horrible kissy lips attempt with Erica, Vonnie, Syah, and Cheri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/Rr7OqkRevvI/AAAAAAAAAbI/hAB7NC4RByY/s1600-h/cheri%27s+21st3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/Rr7OqkRevvI/AAAAAAAAAbI/hAB7NC4RByY/s320/cheri%27s+21st3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097739058916802290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;with Zuhaila, Cheri, Vonnie, and Syah.&lt;br /&gt;^.^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/Rr7S6ERevyI/AAAAAAAAAbg/rmCwpZNyhNs/s1600-h/cheri%27s+21st1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/Rr7S6ERevyI/AAAAAAAAAbg/rmCwpZNyhNs/s320/cheri%27s+21st1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097743723251285794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;with Toddy and Cheri.&lt;br /&gt;notice how Vonnie looks cute like a ripe tomato wtf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/Rr7RjERevxI/AAAAAAAAAbY/ys8B9QYMwuw/s1600-h/DSC03129.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/Rr7RjERevxI/AAAAAAAAAbY/ys8B9QYMwuw/s320/DSC03129.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097742228602666770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Zain and Cheri with her Flaming Lamborghini.&lt;br /&gt;Curse my sucky cam phone, or else i could've taken a nice picture of Cheri with the flame. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/Rr7RjERevwI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/oZa17nzJA74/s1600-h/DSC03123.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/Rr7RjERevwI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/oZa17nzJA74/s320/DSC03123.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097742228602666754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and lastly...a lovely pic of Vonnie and me pre-Cheri's party to wrap it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wuv-o.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13659837-1324713289450199381?l=kel-ly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/feeds/1324713289450199381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13659837&amp;postID=1324713289450199381&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13659837/posts/default/1324713289450199381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13659837/posts/default/1324713289450199381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/2007/08/happy-birthday-cheri-lim.html' title='Happy Birthday Cheri Lim'/><author><name>KeL-Ly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05241406718324620355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/Rr7JY0RevsI/AAAAAAAAAaw/EqaFoJ7Lzww/s72-c/cheri%27s+21st.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13659837.post-1717960411226249365</id><published>2007-08-05T12:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T00:36:46.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tomy Toys</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There's many things i'd love to have right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, clothes, bags, and accesories are a must,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but let me be more specific.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides a &lt;a href="http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/2007_06_01_archive.html"&gt;Nintendo DS&lt;/a&gt;, I would love to have a Hidamari No Tami (meaning Sunny people?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RrdNgkRevnI/AAAAAAAAAaI/m1rSLDrq1m4/s1600-h/hidamari_wakakusa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RrdNgkRevnI/AAAAAAAAAaI/m1rSLDrq1m4/s320/hidamari_wakakusa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095626725281152626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RrVQCERevfI/AAAAAAAAAY4/9GHT06YhObE/s1600-h/hidamari_wakakusa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RrVQCERevfI/AAAAAAAAAY4/9GHT06YhObE/s320/hidamari_wakakusa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095066549876604402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I absolutely adore this little egghead bugger.&lt;br /&gt;^.^&lt;br /&gt;It is said to have the 'power' of stress relieving.&lt;br /&gt;ooOooh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RrdNgkRevoI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/ImeEaFUtIhk/s1600-h/hidamari_christmas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RrdNgkRevoI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/ImeEaFUtIhk/s320/hidamari_christmas.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095626725281152642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RrVQCURevgI/AAAAAAAAAZA/W9gQi84msbc/s1600-h/hidamari_christmas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RrVQCURevgI/AAAAAAAAAZA/W9gQi84msbc/s320/hidamari_christmas.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095066554171571714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One of the Christmas version.&lt;br /&gt;They're all solar powered so you don't have to spend money on batteries.&lt;br /&gt;Ideal deco item for cheapskates wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RrdNiURevpI/AAAAAAAAAaY/agpwi4LPbx8/s1600-h/flipflap.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RrdNiURevpI/AAAAAAAAAaY/agpwi4LPbx8/s320/flipflap.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095626755345923730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RrVQCURevhI/AAAAAAAAAZI/yt2KrLvA98I/s1600-h/flipflap.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RrVQCURevhI/AAAAAAAAAZI/yt2KrLvA98I/s320/flipflap.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095066554171571730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The FlipFlaps, it functions the same way as the Sunny People, but its not as cute as those.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the thing that I really wanted was a 'Kurohige Kiki Ippatsu' toy.&lt;br /&gt;It's a pirate figurine fitted into a barrel and the players would have to stick plastic knives into the barrel.&lt;br /&gt;Whoever that pops the figurine out first loses.&lt;br /&gt;So 'chi gek' wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why I find it so cute (maybe coz it was also ugly LOL) so i forced Jason to hunt it down with me at Toys'r'us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Of course they don't have it, who am I kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RrdNikRevqI/AAAAAAAAAag/kTTsQja0bvY/s1600-h/hggame.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RrdNikRevqI/AAAAAAAAAag/kTTsQja0bvY/s320/hggame.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095626759640891042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RrVQCkReviI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/TQNgZDEkUYc/s1600-h/hggame.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RrVQCkReviI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/TQNgZDEkUYc/s320/hggame.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095066558466539042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a &lt;a href="http://www.hard-gay.org/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hard Gay version, and only a few of these were made.&lt;br /&gt;Lucky to those who got it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;click on &lt;a href="http://www.hard-gay.org/"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Tomy Toy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; to see how Hard Gay forced Takara-Tomy Japan to make the HG version of the Kiki Ippatsu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13659837-1717960411226249365?l=kel-ly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/feeds/1717960411226249365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13659837&amp;postID=1717960411226249365&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13659837/posts/default/1717960411226249365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13659837/posts/default/1717960411226249365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/2007/08/tomy-toys.html' title='Tomy Toys'/><author><name>KeL-Ly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05241406718324620355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RrdNgkRevnI/AAAAAAAAAaI/m1rSLDrq1m4/s72-c/hidamari_wakakusa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13659837.post-8952605192297679599</id><published>2007-07-29T11:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T22:38:52.919+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pride of Malaysia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Before sem reopens, i got a gift from the pride of our country, the Royal Malaysian Police.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some stupid reason thing about someone causing unnecessary obstruction on the road.&lt;br /&gt;And It's not even my fault by the way,&lt;br /&gt;it was my car's fault wtf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing is, the one time i actually wished the police weren't working so hard,&lt;br /&gt;is the only time I have proof that they &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;actually&lt;/span&gt; work hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its not like their festive season is 'round the corner.&lt;br /&gt;Plus it was on a rainy Saturday afternoon that screams sleepiness and laziness, yet I find them working hard like the ants and bees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was awestruck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess no matter what, I should have given them credit for doing their duty by issuing me that summon. Then, I'd fold it neatly and slide it in my pocket, enter my car, jam the vehicle with music on high volume,&lt;br /&gt;and then proceed with cursing &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; them &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LOUDLY&lt;/span&gt; for giving me a ticket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did i mention, it was my FIRST ever ticket?&lt;br /&gt;I obey the law always.&lt;br /&gt;(Yeah, maybe i sped off a few traffic lights....but other than that,)&lt;br /&gt;ALWAYS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that is the story of how they rewarded me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RqyiokReveI/AAAAAAAAAYw/OZxU2HNEZ9A/s1600-h/DSC03107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RqyiokReveI/AAAAAAAAAYw/OZxU2HNEZ9A/s320/DSC03107.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092624096464649698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I learned my lesson, I'm never gonna double park again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna TRIPLE PARK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13659837-8952605192297679599?l=kel-ly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/feeds/8952605192297679599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13659837&amp;postID=8952605192297679599&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13659837/posts/default/8952605192297679599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13659837/posts/default/8952605192297679599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/2007/07/pride-of-malaysia.html' title='Pride of Malaysia'/><author><name>KeL-Ly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05241406718324620355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RqyiokReveI/AAAAAAAAAYw/OZxU2HNEZ9A/s72-c/DSC03107.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13659837.post-6204290295949747364</id><published>2007-07-25T15:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-25T16:42:11.372+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Next Monday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Next Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It will be the start of a new semester.&lt;br /&gt;I already have a picture of the not-so-distant future dancing around in my head.&lt;br /&gt;It somehow involves rushing assignments, meeting due dates, and getting no sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm...how strangely familiar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As dreadful as I may sound, I am in fact looking forward to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've finally got my hands on the timetable, sucky timetable - ever the same.&lt;br /&gt;At least this semester we get Tuesdays off and classes that doesn't start until at least 10am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little bit of something worth celebrating to say the least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, pop the cork off the champagne!&lt;br /&gt;*pours liquid into glass and raises it*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Here's to waking up for a reason."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13659837-6204290295949747364?l=kel-ly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13659837.post-9188277526640862070</id><published>2007-07-21T14:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-21T22:49:47.405+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Helluva Macao Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Let's see, a summary of my 3-day short trip to Macao.&lt;br /&gt;Basically, all i did was eat pork chop burgers, lose money at Wynn Casino...and head back home feeling stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well maybe not that stupid, but at that point I was missing Hong Kong, and at the same time, missing home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or probably because i was broke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Macau was chilly the whole 3 days i was there, and it rained constantly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Transportation was very convenient and efficient, but only to and fro the casinos.&lt;br /&gt;We took buses to the casinos only to make use of the ride to see some scenery omg how cheapskate wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Macao is a little similar with Malacca, what with the history with Portuguese.&lt;br /&gt;Surely you don't get chicken rice balls and 'lok lok' (Chinese style satay), but somehow Macao feels more....foreign...as compared to Malacca.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that's coz the Portuguese only returned Macao back to China 8 years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RqIQmERevWI/AAAAAAAAAXw/Bmzpc6vHmWY/s1600-h/IMG_0424.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RqIQmERevWI/AAAAAAAAAXw/Bmzpc6vHmWY/s320/IMG_0424.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089648775050214754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The ruins of St.Paul.&lt;br /&gt;I pass by this place twice everyday for 3 days because we stayed so near.&lt;br /&gt;By the 3rd day, i was so sick of the place and all the excited tourist (like that happy guy in orange skipping around the steps)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RqIQmURevXI/AAAAAAAAAX4/KR__9neECeQ/s1600-h/IMG_0433.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RqIQmURevXI/AAAAAAAAAX4/KR__9neECeQ/s320/IMG_0433.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089648779345182066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Some art on some tiles.&lt;br /&gt;The best description i can come up with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RqIQmkRevYI/AAAAAAAAAYA/bUVN_LMX0t4/s1600-h/IMG_0437.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RqIQmkRevYI/AAAAAAAAAYA/bUVN_LMX0t4/s320/IMG_0437.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089648783640149378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A fountain and a Portuguese inspired green shop-house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RqIQm0RevZI/AAAAAAAAAYI/EQCorByDg5w/s1600-h/IMG_0438.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RqIQm0RevZI/AAAAAAAAAYI/EQCorByDg5w/s320/IMG_0438.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089648787935116690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I wish i remembered what this place is but i don't.&lt;br /&gt;I was having a fever at that time, and the bed in the hotel room was all i could think of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, Macao residents don't have the habit of remembering the streets as well. I asked a lady in a shop why, and she said nobody bothered to learn the Portuguese street names.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No wonder the Portuguese left and shove Macao back to China wtf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RqIRcERevbI/AAAAAAAAAYY/RP3AJosdi0U/s1600-h/IMG_0523.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RqIRcERevbI/AAAAAAAAAYY/RP3AJosdi0U/s320/IMG_0523.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089649702763150770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the old Lisboa Casino.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RqIQm0RevaI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/cl318YdA-Ac/s1600-h/IMG_0522.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RqIQm0RevaI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/cl318YdA-Ac/s320/IMG_0522.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089648787935116706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;By the grand look of this New Lisboa Casino, you can tell people actually lose more money than they win.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RqIRcERevcI/AAAAAAAAAYg/_1HO77IpBUA/s1600-h/DSC03081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RqIRcERevcI/AAAAAAAAAYg/_1HO77IpBUA/s320/DSC03081.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089649702763150786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I've tried 2 different pork chop burgers in Macao. One from a restaurant and one from a take-out.&lt;br /&gt;Let's just say I can have equally good pork chop burgers in Kim Gary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the 3rd day, i was happy to leave Macao.&lt;br /&gt;Because the flight was delayed, i was stranded in the airport for more than 2 hours and had to eat a terrible club sandwich in the airport restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RqIRcURevdI/AAAAAAAAAYo/BTXhVEpZZ1w/s1600-h/DSC03085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RqIRcURevdI/AAAAAAAAAYo/BTXhVEpZZ1w/s320/DSC03085.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089649707058118098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then I spotted this group of men, whom, apparently, their wives took off on a plane with their children - and their money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't exactly thrilled to be in Macao. Maybe because i didn't make it to the Chapel of St. Francis Xavier in Taipa Island where they filmed the last scene for the Korean drama, Goong.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks but no thanks to the rain G-dammit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and I was actually really looking forward to go there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13659837-9188277526640862070?l=kel-ly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/feeds/9188277526640862070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13659837&amp;postID=9188277526640862070&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13659837/posts/default/9188277526640862070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13659837/posts/default/9188277526640862070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/2007/07/helluva-macao-trip.html' title='Helluva Macao Trip'/><author><name>KeL-Ly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05241406718324620355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RqIQmERevWI/AAAAAAAAAXw/Bmzpc6vHmWY/s72-c/IMG_0424.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13659837.post-6071561040071347200</id><published>2007-07-11T21:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-13T00:29:56.932+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hong Kong escapade part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Part 2 of my trip to Hong Kong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;On the 3rd day... we spent the whole day at Central (Chung Wan) and also Sheung Wan.&lt;br /&gt;Mostly...i make my way to spots that are mentioned in tvb dramas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example, i went to Bonham Strand West coz it was the main spot in the tvb drama 'Tong Sum Fong Bou' that i watched right before i went to HK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, Bonham Strand West - is crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The shops only sell dried seafood, birds nests, and abalones.&lt;br /&gt;Not interested except for the birds nests, which are expensive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RpTiVIL5weI/AAAAAAAAAV4/6gIJEGiloO8/s1600-h/IMG_0302.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RpTiVIL5weI/AAAAAAAAAV4/6gIJEGiloO8/s320/IMG_0302.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085938731810669026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The crappy Bonham Strand West.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RpTiWoL5wfI/AAAAAAAAAWA/l7-GN2e1NII/s1600-h/IMG_0299.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RpTiWoL5wfI/AAAAAAAAAWA/l7-GN2e1NII/s320/IMG_0299.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085938757580472818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Acting dumb at the Western Market, with the super-sized nutcracker and the phone booth.&lt;br /&gt;Its a real phone booth though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RpTiYYL5wgI/AAAAAAAAAWI/nR7vvzVmlkE/s1600-h/IMG_0295.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RpTiYYL5wgI/AAAAAAAAAWI/nR7vvzVmlkE/s320/IMG_0295.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085938787645243906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At Sheung Wan. I like the trams...but didn't manage to take a ride. shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RpTiYoL5whI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/a3vETE-NeRY/s1600-h/DSC02957.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RpTiYoL5whI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/a3vETE-NeRY/s320/DSC02957.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085938791940211218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At Soho. Flooded with over-priced coffee and liquor houses and expensive restaurants.&lt;br /&gt;The place was seriously crammed up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, the whole of HK is very crammed.&lt;br /&gt;It is the land of no-land.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RpTiaYL5wiI/AAAAAAAAAWY/iEU4444qglA/s1600-h/IMG_0322.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RpTiaYL5wiI/AAAAAAAAAWY/iEU4444qglA/s320/IMG_0322.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085938822004982306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Right beside Chung Wan (Central)-Mid-Levels escalator - the longest outdoor escalator in the world.&lt;br /&gt;How long? The parents and i took the escalator because i was lazy and refuse to walk.&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't until we reached the higher end that we realize we took the wrong way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This escalator is only one way, so we had to walk &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;walk &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;walk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; back down - all the way.&lt;br /&gt;I was beginning to think that it was a punishment for sloth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 4th day was a full shopping day at Tsim Sha Tsui. I was quite caught up with shopping that i forgot to take pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, if anyone out there who wants to shop for stuff which are cheap, nice, and good &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(peng, leng, zeng)&lt;/span&gt;, then Granville Road is the place to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you should know, most places in HK with clothes priced below HK$100 (somewhere less than RM50)  is not allowed to be tried. So you gotto  do the whole&lt;br /&gt;measure-tops-on-your-back, measure-bottoms-on-your-neck thingy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So then comes the 5th day.&lt;br /&gt;I went to Wan Chai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RpZL79B_PzI/AAAAAAAAAWg/1rWFWuLG_qE/s1600-h/1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RpZL79B_PzI/AAAAAAAAAWg/1rWFWuLG_qE/s320/1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086336322528821042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This picture reminded me of home.&lt;br /&gt;It was pouring, and there was a massive jam. Similarities to KL = 100%.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RpZL8dB_P0I/AAAAAAAAAWo/h-6nRxvIQJQ/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RpZL8dB_P0I/AAAAAAAAAWo/h-6nRxvIQJQ/s320/2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086336331118755650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I so remember this place from tvb dramas and immediately took a picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RpZL9NB_P1I/AAAAAAAAAWw/rNgiO_Shx3A/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RpZL9NB_P1I/AAAAAAAAAWw/rNgiO_Shx3A/s320/3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086336344003657554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;nonsense la, I can't even take a decent picture here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RpZL9tB_P2I/AAAAAAAAAW4/ZMmRxSwSSVs/s1600-h/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RpZL9tB_P2I/AAAAAAAAAW4/ZMmRxSwSSVs/s320/4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086336352593592162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Golden Bauhinia (HK emblem) at the HK convention centre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then comes the good part, we went to Causeway Bay (Tong Loh Wan) for lunch and shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RpZL-dB_P3I/AAAAAAAAAXA/65NnK6xOtx4/s1600-h/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RpZL-dB_P3I/AAAAAAAAAXA/65NnK6xOtx4/s320/5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086336365478494066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Lane Crawford Times Square.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing like our Times Square, but ours has got less human traffic.&lt;br /&gt;And i swear, the Hongkies don't go to work or school.&lt;br /&gt;They're everywhere, anytime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RpZORNB_P4I/AAAAAAAAAXI/LzJIUktGaJI/s1600-h/6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RpZORNB_P4I/AAAAAAAAAXI/LzJIUktGaJI/s320/6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086338886624296834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Because it is the 10 year anniversary that marks Hong Kong's return to China, the parents and I thought we should have some fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RpZRsNB_P7I/AAAAAAAAAXg/qvYF8nSxVg0/s1600-h/DSC03028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RpZRsNB_P7I/AAAAAAAAAXg/qvYF8nSxVg0/s320/DSC03028.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086342649015648178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A piece of a shopping scene in Causeway Bay.&lt;br /&gt;By God I love this place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch it was off to my Uncle's place back in Hong Hum, Tsim Sha Tsui.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RpZRsdB_P8I/AAAAAAAAAXo/Qim4FBK3VDA/s1600-h/DSC03041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RpZRsdB_P8I/AAAAAAAAAXo/Qim4FBK3VDA/s320/DSC03041.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086342653310615490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The view from their apartment.&lt;br /&gt;Good damn view, except for the stupid new building under construction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the 6th and final day in Hong Kong, we had a nice breakfast before taking a ferry ride to Macao T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RpZORtB_P6I/AAAAAAAAAXY/pmn5cY72_GY/s1600-h/hk+bfast+delicacies.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RpZORtB_P6I/AAAAAAAAAXY/pmn5cY72_GY/s320/hk+bfast+delicacies.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086338895214231458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Also, a compilation of some of the breakfast i had in Hong Kong.&lt;br /&gt;Clockwise from top left,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Porridge with Yau Char Kuey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Followed by my Breakfast A at some random coffeeshop, the helping makes you faint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Egg tarts that are so effing good, especially when they're fresh, and you may wonder why its so good but they can't have it in Malaysia, its becoz the flaky pastry is mixed with lard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- The last one would be the Cheong Fun. The special thing about it is the peanut butter sauce.&lt;br /&gt;I never knew they could go so well together, I thought might start mixing chee cheong fun here with some Skippy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Hong Kong.&lt;br /&gt;Except the part where i met Ricky Hui, one of Hong Kong's washed out celebrity, during dinner one day.&lt;br /&gt;He looks old, haggard, and horny with an obscene beer belly wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yes, I love Hong Kong, and i'mma go back there again soon, and you're all invited to join me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13659837-6071561040071347200?l=kel-ly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/feeds/6071561040071347200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13659837&amp;postID=6071561040071347200&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13659837/posts/default/6071561040071347200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13659837/posts/default/6071561040071347200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/2007/07/hong-kong-escapade-part-2.html' title='Hong Kong escapade part 2'/><author><name>KeL-Ly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05241406718324620355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RpTiVIL5weI/AAAAAAAAAV4/6gIJEGiloO8/s72-c/IMG_0302.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13659837.post-2490604678542361575</id><published>2007-07-02T12:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-04T13:24:49.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hong Kong Macau Trip I</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For the first time, i'm actually glad to be home.&lt;br /&gt;I like Hong Kong, but I'm more comfortable back here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hong Kong is people mountain people sea everyday.&lt;br /&gt;And for some reason, their people are always rushing around.&lt;br /&gt;I assume that is why 'gon jue hui tao toi' (rushing to re-incarnate) originates from HK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had quite a hard time speaking Cantonese there, one, is because my Cantonese sucks, two, is because my Cantonese sucks very much.&lt;br /&gt;And it doesn't help that waiters and waitresses in most of the coffee shops are blardy impolite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what i do is i point at the damn menu so that neither of needs to speak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie, part one of my HK escapade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/Roies4L5wLI/AAAAAAAAATg/9lqvJTDT9TE/s1600-h/4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/Roies4L5wLI/AAAAAAAAATg/9lqvJTDT9TE/s320/4.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082486673321345202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;China Hong Kong City ferry terminal + shopping complex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/Roies4L5wMI/AAAAAAAAATo/dSkROdrM6m0/s1600-h/5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/Roies4L5wMI/AAAAAAAAATo/dSkROdrM6m0/s320/5.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082486673321345218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The 1st place i had lunch at, a restaurant in CHK City.&lt;br /&gt;The restaurant score 10/10 for its bizarre decoration but 1/10 for its food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RoietIL5wNI/AAAAAAAAATw/p0deyKIFUkw/s1600-h/6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RoietIL5wNI/AAAAAAAAATw/p0deyKIFUkw/s320/6.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082486677616312530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;For most of the 1st day, we were at Sha Tin, where a linked mall had 3 shopping divisions.&lt;br /&gt;Branded, less branded, and no brands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RoietIL5wOI/AAAAAAAAAT4/BzOdTRpw9TI/s1600-h/2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RoietIL5wOI/AAAAAAAAAT4/BzOdTRpw9TI/s320/2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082486677616312546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;With the parents at the main mall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RoietIL5wPI/AAAAAAAAAUA/a73eCMn7qwg/s1600-h/3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RoietIL5wPI/AAAAAAAAAUA/a73eCMn7qwg/s320/3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082486677616312562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Eric Tsang lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RoifLIL5wQI/AAAAAAAAAUI/iFf5OG-P46o/s1600-h/1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RoifLIL5wQI/AAAAAAAAAUI/iFf5OG-P46o/s320/1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082487193012388098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My dinner.&lt;br /&gt;Considering the amount, I blacked out after eating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RoifLYL5wRI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/sILjeYmkcbc/s1600-h/7.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RoifLYL5wRI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/sILjeYmkcbc/s320/7.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082487197307355410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nathan street at night.&lt;br /&gt;The longest street in HK, i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RoifLYL5wSI/AAAAAAAAAUY/EGVjYlWsRIM/s1600-h/8.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RoifLYL5wSI/AAAAAAAAAUY/EGVjYlWsRIM/s320/8.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082487197307355426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lots of Hongkies have dogs instead of babies.&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, poop spots are made for their little ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RoifLYL5wTI/AAAAAAAAAUg/dk9fqwJHPto/s1600-h/10.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RoifLYL5wTI/AAAAAAAAAUg/dk9fqwJHPto/s320/10.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082487197307355442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nathan road in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RoifLoL5wUI/AAAAAAAAAUo/ZfhRgCb7tAc/s1600-h/9.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RoifLoL5wUI/AAAAAAAAAUo/ZfhRgCb7tAc/s320/9.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082487201602322754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You can't go anywhere far without the Octopus card.&lt;br /&gt;Use it on the bus, on the MTR, the KCR, the kiosks, the pharmacies, and wherever good times are wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RosproL5wVI/AAAAAAAAAUw/HqQVJSrF6pE/s1600-h/11.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RosproL5wVI/AAAAAAAAAUw/HqQVJSrF6pE/s320/11.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083202433916191058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;With the Octopus card, we took a ride to Tsim Sha Tsui, the place with my favourite zig zag building.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/Rospr4L5wWI/AAAAAAAAAU4/wjpL4nFdh7E/s1600-h/12.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/Rospr4L5wWI/AAAAAAAAAU4/wjpL4nFdh7E/s320/12.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083202438211158370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Went up to Victoria's peak. It's a shame I didn't go at night. The view will be breath-taking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/Rospr4L5wXI/AAAAAAAAAVA/gG_iTX0zZQg/s1600-h/13.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/Rospr4L5wXI/AAAAAAAAAVA/gG_iTX0zZQg/s320/13.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083202438211158386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The building diagonally left across my head, they say, is the most expensive residence in HK.&lt;br /&gt;I want it wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we went down to the Madam Tussauds wax museum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RospsIL5wZI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/0Jx4z3hyQfc/s1600-h/15.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RospsIL5wZI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/0Jx4z3hyQfc/s320/15.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083202442506125714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I took pics with Yao Ming. Effing tall.&lt;br /&gt;I also took lotsa pics with other wax figures but too much to put la so i picked my favourite, the one that shows me petite and timid wtf.&lt;br /&gt;I even took a pic with Saddam, but not appropriate to post la ahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RosrboL5waI/AAAAAAAAAVY/OBFRB8d4v-s/s1600-h/17.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RosrboL5waI/AAAAAAAAAVY/OBFRB8d4v-s/s320/17.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083204358061539746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hong Kong style yum cha. A must have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to the Avenue of Stars. The typical tourist spot. Also a popular jogging spot for topless Hongkie men.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/Rosrb4L5wbI/AAAAAAAAAVg/9Hw_L9yFNV8/s1600-h/18.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/Rosrb4L5wbI/AAAAAAAAAVg/9Hw_L9yFNV8/s320/18.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083204362356507058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I never got bored of the view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RosrcIL5wdI/AAAAAAAAAVw/PU3BpmLEDts/s1600-h/20.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RosrcIL5wdI/AAAAAAAAAVw/PU3BpmLEDts/s320/20.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083204366651474386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At night, we went to the Ladies Market, and several other streets.&lt;br /&gt;The top pic, i'd like to call it a motel street. I even spotted the 'Regent Motel' made popular by Stephen Chow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End of part 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13659837-2490604678542361575?l=kel-ly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/feeds/2490604678542361575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13659837&amp;postID=2490604678542361575&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13659837/posts/default/2490604678542361575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13659837/posts/default/2490604678542361575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/2007/07/hong-kong-macau-trip-i.html' title='Hong Kong Macau Trip I'/><author><name>KeL-Ly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05241406718324620355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/Roies4L5wLI/AAAAAAAAATg/9lqvJTDT9TE/s72-c/4.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13659837.post-2017411359703365946</id><published>2007-06-22T12:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T12:59:29.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'>off to Hong Kong</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm supposed to be packing now but I'm just lazy. To me, the worst part of traveling is packing. I wish i could just pack my whole wardrobe, or better yet, create a new one while I'm there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, before packing, a summary of what I've done this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, I've been watching dramas and movies.&lt;br /&gt;Because Vonnie is afraid that I'll start to decay due to my boredom while she is in Penang, I have finished watching 3rd Season of Desperate Housewives and the 40 episodes of Heart of Greed that she lend me.&lt;br /&gt;So the very Good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Better than the Taiwanese drama Tokyo Juliet and Hanakimi which i've also finished up. Lets just say, the best and only good thing about both dramas is the theme song.&lt;br /&gt;enuff said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've also watched a Korean Drama, Lee Da Hae's Hello! Miss.&lt;br /&gt;It's good to watch if you're looking for some laughs.&lt;br /&gt;Most importantly, it kills time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made a small trip to KL thanks to Say Heng.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/Rns94N2UmeI/AAAAAAAAAS4/VojXB4dBYmE/s1600-h/DSC02858.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/Rns94N2UmeI/AAAAAAAAAS4/VojXB4dBYmE/s320/DSC02858.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078721040789838306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/Rns94d2UmfI/AAAAAAAAATA/zGDElIOYj40/s1600-h/DSC02861.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/Rns94d2UmfI/AAAAAAAAATA/zGDElIOYj40/s320/DSC02861.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078721045084805618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The High Court of KL.&lt;br /&gt;For some reason, I've always liked the building, but not because people get sentenced there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week, sAb is back from Melbourne, and she surprised me with Krispy Kremes *thanks sAb* Vonnie, I have to eat your share, its too tempting wtf, but you can have me describe each of the doughnut's flavour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RntAGN2UmgI/AAAAAAAAATI/W4eJhjpChsk/s1600-h/DSC02864.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RntAGN2UmgI/AAAAAAAAATI/W4eJhjpChsk/s320/DSC02864.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078723480331262466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RntAGd2UmhI/AAAAAAAAATQ/iIlBQoH_BLA/s1600-h/DSC02865.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RntAGd2UmhI/AAAAAAAAATQ/iIlBQoH_BLA/s320/DSC02865.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078723484626229778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RntAGd2UmiI/AAAAAAAAATY/GqyutK2IhMA/s1600-h/DSC02868.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RntAGd2UmiI/AAAAAAAAATY/GqyutK2IhMA/s320/DSC02868.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078723484626229794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, i watched Shinobi last night. A 2005 Japanese movie revolving 2 ninja clans.&lt;br /&gt;One of the best Jap movie there is. Watch it. You will so like Koga Gennosuke's shinobi art. The bomb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UHTf1dHz9UI"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UHTf1dHz9UI" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shinobi trailer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie. I'm off to Hong Kong.&lt;br /&gt;Be back in a weeks' time.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;.&lt; &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/13659837-2017411359703365946?l=kel-ly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/feeds/2017411359703365946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13659837&amp;postID=2017411359703365946&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13659837/posts/default/2017411359703365946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13659837/posts/default/2017411359703365946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/2007/06/off-to-hong-kong.html' title='off to Hong Kong'/><author><name>KeL-Ly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05241406718324620355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/Rns94N2UmeI/AAAAAAAAAS4/VojXB4dBYmE/s72-c/DSC02858.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13659837.post-1040738039173844627</id><published>2007-06-16T19:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T17:13:11.869+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-My excessive eating habits in 24 hours-</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;For some of us, last Tuesday is the final in-class assignment submission day.&lt;br /&gt;*doing mexican wave, alone*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before our in-class assignment, i ate a yummy fish fillet bread.&lt;br /&gt;Then right after submission, we went down to KL where I did my (window) shopping.&lt;br /&gt;We were all famished, so we rushed to Secret Recipe in Bukit Bintang for lunch. I had a slice of Tiramisu cake, then i had Tom Yum Noodles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the afternoon, we went for a drink where me and Von shared a venti (largest size) Chocolate Cream Chip Frappucino in Starbucks, which according to Toddy, is one of the top 10 fattest drink you can find.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reached home at 6+ after a massive traffic congestion, and felt really hungry, so i ate sausage rolls  and biscuits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not long after, i had my dinner. Rice with 3 dishes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then 15 minutes after dinner on the very same day, I went yumcha with the wonderful bunch at Williams where I had 2 glasses of iced lime drink and a plate of Fettucine Carbonara.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First day of holiday, and i've already committed 1 of the 7 deadly sins.&lt;br /&gt;Gluttony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RnYB5N2UmdI/AAAAAAAAASw/lBgJXQFNXVI/s1600-h/Image273.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RnYB5N2UmdI/AAAAAAAAASw/lBgJXQFNXVI/s320/Image273.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077247712388487634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;the delicious temptation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13659837-1040738039173844627?l=kel-ly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/feeds/1040738039173844627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13659837&amp;postID=1040738039173844627&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13659837/posts/default/1040738039173844627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13659837/posts/default/1040738039173844627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/2007/06/wonderful-start-to-holidays.html' title='-My excessive eating habits in 24 hours-'/><author><name>KeL-Ly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05241406718324620355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RnYB5N2UmdI/AAAAAAAAASw/lBgJXQFNXVI/s72-c/Image273.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13659837.post-5826978344599682194</id><published>2007-06-11T23:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-13T19:33:37.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the sem has come to an end</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Now that this semester has ended *which i've prayed day and night for*, i can finally blog more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to blog more 'life' stuff. Because i'm starting to think that i'm giving out impressions my life revolves around only assignments and college.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, no. I'm not that pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;I mean at some point i might be, but rest assured I don't wail and cry or do anything embarrassing, not in public. wtf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well...I should make a mental note not to mention any of those anymore unless its a life or death matter.&lt;br /&gt;For example my assignment results gave me a stroke and i'm paralysed for life.&lt;br /&gt;But then again i would probably be too caught up to update my blog if something like that happens.&lt;br /&gt;It figures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to confess, college isn't actually half that bad.&lt;br /&gt;Especially when you have the right company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which of course, as of next year, will be different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.........&lt;br /&gt;Why am i so good at making myself feel like shit?&lt;br /&gt;Von, you're responsible.wtf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, back to the college.&lt;br /&gt;Here's why it didn't kill me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RmwWvd2UmWI/AAAAAAAAAR4/gseTLdRw7NE/s1600-h/DSC02571.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RmwWvd2UmWI/AAAAAAAAAR4/gseTLdRw7NE/s320/DSC02571.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074455884861839714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;we've got fashion shows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RmwWvd2UmXI/AAAAAAAAASA/aXf5CxOdhDs/s1600-h/DSC02573.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RmwWvd2UmXI/AAAAAAAAASA/aXf5CxOdhDs/s320/DSC02573.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074455884861839730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;we've got hair-do sessions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RmwWvt2UmYI/AAAAAAAAASI/Aj8JtpFxeAM/s1600-h/DSC02604.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RmwWvt2UmYI/AAAAAAAAASI/Aj8JtpFxeAM/s320/DSC02604.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074455889156807042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;we've got our very own nerd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RmwWvt2UmZI/AAAAAAAAASQ/gVP6B2b-4sY/s1600-h/DSC02664.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RmwWvt2UmZI/AAAAAAAAASQ/gVP6B2b-4sY/s320/DSC02664.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074455889156807058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;we have a smoke-free study environment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RmwWvt2UmaI/AAAAAAAAASY/8Zxj8FEtgJA/s1600-h/DSC02831.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RmwWvt2UmaI/AAAAAAAAASY/8Zxj8FEtgJA/s320/DSC02831.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074455889156807074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;we have some pretty convincing good students.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RmwXl92UmbI/AAAAAAAAASg/bHAoQAlCoIo/s1600-h/DSC02833.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RmwXl92UmbI/AAAAAAAAASg/bHAoQAlCoIo/s320/DSC02833.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074456821164710322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We've also got some posers, cute posers, if i may be so bold to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RmwXmt2UmcI/AAAAAAAAASo/n0iseMML1-8/s1600-h/DSC02834.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RmwXmt2UmcI/AAAAAAAAASo/n0iseMML1-8/s320/DSC02834.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074456834049612226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and we've got these.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's right.&lt;br /&gt;We've got everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13659837-5826978344599682194?l=kel-ly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/feeds/5826978344599682194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13659837&amp;postID=5826978344599682194&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13659837/posts/default/5826978344599682194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13659837/posts/default/5826978344599682194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/2007/06/uni-ended.html' title='the sem has come to an end'/><author><name>KeL-Ly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05241406718324620355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RmwWvd2UmWI/AAAAAAAAAR4/gseTLdRw7NE/s72-c/DSC02571.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13659837.post-1807266857333548025</id><published>2007-06-08T20:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T13:06:36.687+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nintendo DS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm suppose to dread blogging now.&lt;br /&gt;For 3 days straight, i've been working on an assignment which requires me to make a blog n do 8 different posts on media and publishing issues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simple? I thought so. Until i was forced to add in theories that i couldn't even apply on the issues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, sure, i applied them anyway.&lt;br /&gt;But its so darned farfetched, i promise it sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK. i can't elaborate too much becoz i linked this blog address to my assignment blog...&lt;br /&gt;if so happen the lecturer (who has a habit of reading her student's blog), chance upon this post, she'd be stamping the word fail on my forehead, and i'll be seeing her again next sem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*whispers* I don't want that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh anyway...if for some special reason you'd want to see that blog assignment you can message me for the link.&lt;br /&gt;I'm too embarrassed to link it here. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On happier thoughts, my brother came back last weekend with his new gadget.&lt;br /&gt;Nintendo DS!&lt;br /&gt;I absolutely want one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RmlIy92UmSI/AAAAAAAAARY/DjmNmKSgSVY/s1600-h/DSC02820.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RmlIy92UmSI/AAAAAAAAARY/DjmNmKSgSVY/s320/DSC02820.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073666495642638626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;did i mention i want one? coz i really do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RmlIzN2UmTI/AAAAAAAAARg/rby9OKUW680/s1600-h/DSC02821.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RmlIzN2UmTI/AAAAAAAAARg/rby9OKUW680/s320/DSC02821.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073666499937605938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my Nintendogs pet chihuahua called Chokie that i insist on getting.&lt;br /&gt;Now that the DS has left together with my bro to Singapore, i wonder if its dead T.T&lt;br /&gt;Either way, its effing adorable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RmlIzN2UmUI/AAAAAAAAARo/Af8TRYtatnU/s1600-h/DSC02827.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RmlIzN2UmUI/AAAAAAAAARo/Af8TRYtatnU/s320/DSC02827.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073666499937605954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my brother's Yorkshire terrier.&lt;br /&gt;He comes near when you call him &gt;.&lt;  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RmlIzN2UmVI/AAAAAAAAARw/nh9PSiBEYFc/s1600-h/DSC02826.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RmlIzN2UmVI/AAAAAAAAARw/nh9PSiBEYFc/s320/DSC02826.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073666499937605970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and you can take it for a walk while you're comfortably sitting down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go get one if you're incredibly bored and you don't know where to spend your money.&lt;br /&gt;Totally worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13659837-1807266857333548025?l=kel-ly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/feeds/1807266857333548025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13659837&amp;postID=1807266857333548025&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13659837/posts/default/1807266857333548025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13659837/posts/default/1807266857333548025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/2007/06/my-uni-days.html' title='nintendo DS'/><author><name>KeL-Ly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05241406718324620355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RmlIy92UmSI/AAAAAAAAARY/DjmNmKSgSVY/s72-c/DSC02820.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13659837.post-3790348234593777910</id><published>2007-05-28T11:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-28T11:50:30.244+08:00</updated><title type='text'>friday night out</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A very official birthday wish to Edwin, Hoong, and Wee&lt;br /&gt;^_^&lt;br /&gt;I realise i'm a little late...but better late than never.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;great excuse ei? i like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, The Curve on Friday night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RlpIBPgcIcI/AAAAAAAAAQE/kKdqaKW9pOk/s1600-h/DSC02800.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RlpIBPgcIcI/AAAAAAAAAQE/kKdqaKW9pOk/s320/DSC02800.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069443516738576834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;me n Von...both with a new hair-do.&lt;br /&gt;I'm a little cheapskate wtf so i just gave meself new bangs and shorter length hair cut.&lt;br /&gt;Vonjie did digital perming.&lt;br /&gt;and if you'd ask me....totallay laday curlay fries Girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RlpP7fgcIjI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/5Tgid87H7hE/s1600-h/Image249.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RlpP7fgcIjI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/5Tgid87H7hE/s320/Image249.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069452214047351346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;vonjuz....they're like a name for new drink...maybe something like kopi-o mix wit strawberry wtf&lt;br /&gt;not hard to figure who is the kopi-o. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RlpIBfgcIdI/AAAAAAAAAQM/cZKvt-NdaRM/s1600-h/DSC02802.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RlpIBfgcIdI/AAAAAAAAAQM/cZKvt-NdaRM/s320/DSC02802.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069443521033544146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jason and I have finally come into good terms so we decided to offer each other a peace sign. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RlpIBfgcIeI/AAAAAAAAAQU/KyymwCXqGas/s1600-h/DSC02806.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RlpIBfgcIeI/AAAAAAAAAQU/KyymwCXqGas/s320/DSC02806.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069443521033544162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Girls and Edwin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After having my oomph-a-licious mark 6 curry in Kim Gary....it's time to lose a few pounds.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't hit the gym.&lt;br /&gt;I went to Sanctuary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, if i ever open a club or bar myself, i'm naming it Utopia or something.&lt;br /&gt;Something that seems out of reach and impossible, yet &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; made it happen.&lt;br /&gt;Well,  if i ever have one, i promise it'll be much better than a Maison on its Thursday nights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RlpIBvgcIfI/AAAAAAAAAQc/FP0ojeEPAzA/s1600-h/DSC02812.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RlpIBvgcIfI/AAAAAAAAAQc/FP0ojeEPAzA/s320/DSC02812.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069443525328511474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Not likely a sanctuary, but will do for me. I like the interior, and the swings they have beside some of the side tables.&lt;br /&gt;*Makes a mental note to install giant slides for my prospect club.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RlpIB_gcIgI/AAAAAAAAAQk/Xu6t-BhA_F4/s1600-h/DSC02815.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RlpIB_gcIgI/AAAAAAAAAQk/Xu6t-BhA_F4/s320/DSC02815.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069443529623478786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm sure you can't see the swings but you can see my  'muscles' behind me. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RlpL7fgcIhI/AAAAAAAAAQs/DiTpIt8W--g/s1600-h/DSCN8175.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RlpL7fgcIhI/AAAAAAAAAQs/DiTpIt8W--g/s320/DSCN8175.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069447816000840210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;meself and Lums before calling it a night.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well once again i'm off to war with my eff-ed up Public Relations essay.&lt;br /&gt;To death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13659837-3790348234593777910?l=kel-ly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/feeds/3790348234593777910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13659837&amp;postID=3790348234593777910&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13659837/posts/default/3790348234593777910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13659837/posts/default/3790348234593777910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/2007/05/friday-night-out.html' title='friday night out'/><author><name>KeL-Ly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05241406718324620355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RlpIBPgcIcI/AAAAAAAAAQE/kKdqaKW9pOk/s72-c/DSC02800.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13659837.post-3095540442035828871</id><published>2007-05-17T18:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-18T11:39:28.861+08:00</updated><title type='text'>staying 20years and 0 days</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Looks like i really wanted to stay 20 years &amp; 0 days old.&lt;br /&gt;So my blog went to a pause after my birthday post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah...fact is....i never really get what i want,&lt;br /&gt;so i guess i'm gonna turn old and wrinkled and haggard with sagging boobs and balding scalp and some disease to top it over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ehh....but that can wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the meantime, i can anticipate something happier.&lt;br /&gt;In less than a month, i'll be on holiday again!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img502.imageshack.us/img502/4001/bunnycuteft7.gif" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, there's a catch.&lt;br /&gt;There's always a catch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before i can actually get to that holiday,&lt;br /&gt;there is a mountain of assignments waiting for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting to torture me. Already torturing me. I'm being tortured.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hating it isn't even close.&lt;br /&gt;It's whatever that's ten times more than hate.&lt;br /&gt;If i keep this up, i might just earn my red hot one way ticket to hell.&lt;br /&gt;back to being depressed T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least, to look on the brighter side....i have no exams.&lt;br /&gt;My last exam ended more than 10 months ago.&lt;br /&gt;Thank God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now i guess i should really go deal with whatever that's standing between me and my sweet sweet holiday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one should expect any blithe spirit from me just yet.&lt;br /&gt;No sirree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHhHHHhhHh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like a dead fish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img204.imageshack.us/img204/8981/depressedcz9.gif" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13659837-3095540442035828871?l=kel-ly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/feeds/3095540442035828871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13659837&amp;postID=3095540442035828871&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13659837/posts/default/3095540442035828871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13659837/posts/default/3095540442035828871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/2007/05/staying-20years-and-0-days.html' title='staying 20years and 0 days'/><author><name>KeL-Ly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05241406718324620355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13659837.post-2454314604653502592</id><published>2007-05-04T14:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-18T11:45:14.531+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy birthday to me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;As some of you might have heard, I'm 20 years old.&lt;br /&gt;If you haven't, ok, I'm 20 years old. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/Rjrfr6sSgAI/AAAAAAAAAPk/becVFqibq2c/s1600-h/Kel+1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/Rjrfr6sSgAI/AAAAAAAAAPk/becVFqibq2c/s320/Kel+1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060603076886560770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;tada~ LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, I haven't changed abit.&lt;br /&gt;I still talk much and laugh hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i still drink, eat, and sleep (yum dak, sek dak, fun dak). wtf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to my primary friends who celebrated my bday in advance with me, those who made it and those who didn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RjrfsKsSgBI/AAAAAAAAAPs/i8JvzLfxcc4/s1600-h/Kel+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RjrfsKsSgBI/AAAAAAAAAPs/i8JvzLfxcc4/s320/Kel+2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060603081181528082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You guys deserve a big hug&lt;br /&gt;^.^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big squeeze to Vonnie who gave me the sweetest gift and for coming up with the devious plan with my BiBi to surprise me.&lt;br /&gt;I really appreciate it since most of them wouldn't be here for my 21st.&lt;br /&gt;you, Von, you wouldn't be here too.&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh~ don't friend you la. wtf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RjrfsKsSgCI/AAAAAAAAAP0/pbRWeOBvgIQ/s320/Kel+3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060603081181528098" border="0" /&gt;T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;heart heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And how can i forget Justin's most sincere and heartfelt words in his card for me.&lt;br /&gt;thumbs up for courting my best friend. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/Rjrj4asSgDI/AAAAAAAAAP8/7H4I0ED8zpg/s1600-h/LVkellycard.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/Rjrj4asSgDI/AAAAAAAAAP8/7H4I0ED8zpg/s320/LVkellycard.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060607689681436722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Everything you wrote is so damn true *guffaws* uh...except for the last line. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I plan to stay 20 for the rest of my life.&lt;br /&gt;okaaaayyyy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: that wasn't a question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/13659837-2454314604653502592?l=kel-ly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/feeds/2454314604653502592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13659837&amp;postID=2454314604653502592&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13659837/posts/default/2454314604653502592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13659837/posts/default/2454314604653502592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/2007/05/happy-birthday-to-me.html' title='happy birthday to me'/><author><name>KeL-Ly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05241406718324620355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/Rjrfr6sSgAI/AAAAAAAAAPk/becVFqibq2c/s72-c/Kel+1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13659837.post-224509693667731718</id><published>2007-04-29T23:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-30T02:40:46.041+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If trannies looked like that</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I always knew that there were people who're bizarre,&lt;br /&gt;that they'd give anything for their passion.&lt;br /&gt;Like, passion for performing arts (so explains certain actors and actresses' belief that starring in porn movies will make them real actors)&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;really intense passion for music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One fine day, I watched Gundam and learned about &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Takanori_Nishikawa/"&gt;TM Revolution &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who contributed lots of good songs for that Anime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it never crossed my mind anything about the lead of TMR until recently.&lt;br /&gt;I checked out some mvs and did a little research.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And boy, was Nishikawa Takanori of TM Revolution passionate towards music.&lt;br /&gt;His so passionate,&lt;br /&gt;he &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;screams, he &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;yells, he acts as a pimp, he wears clothes that resembles a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;bathing suit gone very wrong,&lt;br /&gt;and he'd &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;sleep in a coffin for a MV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't even get me started on his hairstyles and fashion of more than 10 years.&lt;br /&gt;Ostentatious, except that his not pretending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As from 2006, his passion for music (at least i think its still music)&lt;br /&gt;made him from this uber attractiveness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RjTVU6sSf5I/AAAAAAAAAOs/0qKVJIFBj2I/s1600-h/takanori+tm+rev7.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RjTVU6sSf5I/AAAAAAAAAOs/0qKVJIFBj2I/s320/takanori+tm+rev7.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058902836773027730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RjTVU6sSf6I/AAAAAAAAAO0/ueYyk9OzMKg/s1600-h/takanori+tm+rev10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RjTVU6sSf6I/AAAAAAAAAO0/ueYyk9OzMKg/s320/takanori+tm+rev10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058902836773027746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RjTVU6sSf7I/AAAAAAAAAO8/m9nvSKHftlM/s1600-h/takanori+tm+rev11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RjTVU6sSf7I/AAAAAAAAAO8/m9nvSKHftlM/s320/takanori+tm+rev11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058902836773027762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;into this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RjTXpqsSf8I/AAAAAAAAAPE/tM032e-Tiro/s1600-h/takanori+as+woman3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RjTXpqsSf8I/AAAAAAAAAPE/tM032e-Tiro/s320/takanori+as+woman3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058905392278568898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RjTXpqsSf9I/AAAAAAAAAPM/tCTipPiFMzY/s1600-h/takanori+as+woman.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RjTXpqsSf9I/AAAAAAAAAPM/tCTipPiFMzY/s320/takanori+as+woman.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058905392278568914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RjTXp6sSf-I/AAAAAAAAAPU/FemGalXSP4o/s1600-h/takanori+as+woman2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RjTXp6sSf-I/AAAAAAAAAPU/FemGalXSP4o/s320/takanori+as+woman2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058905396573536226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;*gasps* he looks prettier than me T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there is anyone who can juggle between both sexes well, its him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Don't get me wrong, I fancy him and his music alot.&lt;br /&gt;but he is nonetheless the most radical Japanese singer/musician I've ever seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I focused only on his masculine side.&lt;br /&gt;In these mvs, he had me completely mesmerized.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/AnBIj6ulACE"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/AnBIj6ulACE" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he looks and sounds equally good, live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ih_FJFHyQsY"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ih_FJFHyQsY" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't believe his 37.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13659837-224509693667731718?l=kel-ly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/feeds/224509693667731718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13659837&amp;postID=224509693667731718&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13659837/posts/default/224509693667731718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13659837/posts/default/224509693667731718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/2007/04/if-trannies-looked-like-that.html' title='If trannies looked like that'/><author><name>KeL-Ly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05241406718324620355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RjTVU6sSf5I/AAAAAAAAAOs/0qKVJIFBj2I/s72-c/takanori+tm+rev7.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13659837.post-5033294007775018960</id><published>2007-04-26T01:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T01:50:57.022+08:00</updated><title type='text'>because being bored is a pain</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This is a post that commemorates the day boredom reigned in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I was so bored, I came to realize this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know how folks always say that bored and idle people ought to do something instead of just shaking legs.&lt;br /&gt;What if shaking legs is something that we &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;can&lt;/span&gt; do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you had nothing to do, you wouldn't be shaking your legs now won't you.&lt;br /&gt;Because when you're shaking your legs....you're actually &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;doing something&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus, you can even multi-task while shaking your legs.&lt;br /&gt;Like blogging, eating, and talking, all at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;Just like what I'm doing at this point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shaking legs is also a form of exercise.&lt;br /&gt;Who knows, you might actually get rid of those stubborn flabs on your thighs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when someone tells you to stop shaking your legs and do something, you can show them this blog post.&lt;br /&gt;Coz if you want to shake your legs, you shake em' and you shake em' hard.&lt;br /&gt;Their yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shake a leg today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13659837-5033294007775018960?l=kel-ly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/feeds/5033294007775018960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13659837&amp;postID=5033294007775018960&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13659837/posts/default/5033294007775018960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13659837/posts/default/5033294007775018960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/2007/04/because-being-bored-is-pain.html' title='because being bored is a pain'/><author><name>KeL-Ly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05241406718324620355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13659837.post-5086690383408412404</id><published>2007-04-22T22:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-23T18:40:02.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>adorable stuff</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The world is getting nastier by the minute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day your world trade centre is gone in a pack of smoke, then the next, some notorious gang load themselves with some arms and start playing God in your neighbourhood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last we all heard, some guy created a bloodbath massacre in Virginia Tech.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not gonna beat around the bush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but maybe we should beat the Bush anyway, simply because the tragedy would've been completely avoided if not for the failed Firearm Laws in the US.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My point is,&lt;br /&gt;people seem to have forgotten how the world used to be,&lt;br /&gt;and they've somehow just adapted to the ugliness that is slowly becoming;&lt;br /&gt;that they themselves have induce upon it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, we should all show more lovin' instead of killin', ya feel me? wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is why we should take a lesson from these furry friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/epUk3T2Kfno"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/epUk3T2Kfno" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They're the most adorable thing i've ever come across. except for myself. wtf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They should be a mascot or something.&lt;br /&gt;Don't u just pull a long 'awwww~' when u see this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13659837-5086690383408412404?l=kel-ly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/feeds/5086690383408412404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13659837&amp;postID=5086690383408412404&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13659837/posts/default/5086690383408412404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13659837/posts/default/5086690383408412404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/2007/04/adorable-stuff.html' title='adorable stuff'/><author><name>KeL-Ly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05241406718324620355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13659837.post-8002193553339463447</id><published>2007-04-19T19:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-20T15:29:20.115+08:00</updated><title type='text'>penang</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Penang is full of makaning-makanings.&lt;br /&gt;I think i gained 5pounds just from having snacks in the hotel room.wtf&lt;br /&gt;Imagine having 4-5 meals a day, all &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;high&lt;/span&gt; calories, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;high&lt;/span&gt; cholesterol, and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;high&lt;/span&gt; in carb, high with everything bad.&lt;br /&gt;so &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;High&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RieCgEOwRBI/AAAAAAAAAMc/Lw3YlqfHaA4/s1600-h/DSC02632.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RieCgEOwRBI/AAAAAAAAAMc/Lw3YlqfHaA4/s320/DSC02632.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055152594149721106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;so High.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RieCgkOwRCI/AAAAAAAAAMk/wImgcdaDUHg/s1600-h/Image190.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RieCgkOwRCI/AAAAAAAAAMk/wImgcdaDUHg/s320/Image190.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055152602739655714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Von and me before leaving to ChillOut, one of the good clubs in Penang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RieCgkOwRDI/AAAAAAAAAMs/Ic4Njf5g7UA/s1600-h/DSC02636.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RieCgkOwRDI/AAAAAAAAAMs/Ic4Njf5g7UA/s320/DSC02636.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055152602739655730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In ChillOut...and Edwin. wtf&lt;br /&gt;ChillOut is really not bad, although incomparable to Maison. wtf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RieWNUOwREI/AAAAAAAAAM0/FLusWaOEqp0/s1600-h/IMG_4310.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RieWNUOwREI/AAAAAAAAAM0/FLusWaOEqp0/s320/IMG_4310.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055174262259729474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;with sweet Yeing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RieWNUOwRFI/AAAAAAAAAM8/SKI-laCjCxA/s1600-h/IMG_4311.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RieWNUOwRFI/AAAAAAAAAM8/SKI-laCjCxA/s320/IMG_4311.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055174262259729490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;with Saucey Jason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RieYMUOwRHI/AAAAAAAAANM/G7xHBojtWZ4/s1600-h/IMG_4356.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RieYMUOwRHI/AAAAAAAAANM/G7xHBojtWZ4/s320/IMG_4356.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055176444103115890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kel Yeing Kel. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RihlM0OwRKI/AAAAAAAAANk/zU2S82iJkgU/s1600-h/DSC02638.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RihlM0OwRKI/AAAAAAAAANk/zU2S82iJkgU/s320/DSC02638.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055401852576744610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;damn sucky la this photo. But its the only pic of me in front of Chillout. so i've learnt to love it. wtf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, we went to Ghee Hiang.&lt;br /&gt;We are tourists ok. but i'm a tourist who didn't buy anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last time i came and bought 2 packs of tau sar peah...it rotted in the kitchen and my mum had to threw it away.&lt;br /&gt;no more buying. no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RihlNEOwRLI/AAAAAAAAANs/K3hHNSMf8y4/s1600-h/DSC02639.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RihlNEOwRLI/AAAAAAAAANs/K3hHNSMf8y4/s320/DSC02639.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055401856871711922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The kids are very excited to buy their Tau Sar Piahs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RihlNEOwRMI/AAAAAAAAAN0/_NlwtxJHn1g/s1600-h/DSC02643.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RihlNEOwRMI/AAAAAAAAAN0/_NlwtxJHn1g/s320/DSC02643.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055401856871711938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;after lunch, we spotted this crowded place where lotsa people drop by to buy coconut.&lt;br /&gt;Remember this guy? he was mentioned in kenny sia's blog once i believe.&lt;br /&gt;ah~ who cares.&lt;br /&gt;What's important is that those coconuts he sells, is damn good.&lt;br /&gt;And he speaks fluent Hokkien. As a hokkien who can't really speak hokkien, i'm embaressed.&lt;br /&gt;T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RieYM0OwRJI/AAAAAAAAANc/-4v0MftQumM/s1600-h/IMG_4403.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RieYM0OwRJI/AAAAAAAAANc/-4v0MftQumM/s320/IMG_4403.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055176452693050514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;with Vonnie and Juz while crossing over to Bukit Mertajam for dinner through the ferry.&lt;br /&gt;This pic is nice, well, we're naturals with the cam. wtf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RieYM0OwRII/AAAAAAAAANU/4LD6S1QKzm0/s1600-h/IMG_4394.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RieYM0OwRII/AAAAAAAAANU/4LD6S1QKzm0/s320/IMG_4394.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055176452693050498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;group pic on board the ferry.&lt;br /&gt;izzit just me, or did the gust of wind blowing my top made me look pregnant, or worse yet, blimp?&lt;br /&gt;ugh. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to Feringgi Beach at midnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RihlNEOwRNI/AAAAAAAAAN8/tyKSj8no_sY/s1600-h/IMG_4438.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RihlNEOwRNI/AAAAAAAAAN8/tyKSj8no_sY/s320/IMG_4438.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055401856871711954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;tourist attraction wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RihlNUOwROI/AAAAAAAAAOE/y7dtwKcdmV8/s1600-h/IMG_4458.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RihlNUOwROI/AAAAAAAAAOE/y7dtwKcdmV8/s320/IMG_4458.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055401861166679266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;which star are you from? lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RihpXEOwRPI/AAAAAAAAAOM/M4aPy-EID4U/s1600-h/IMG_4480.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RihpXEOwRPI/AAAAAAAAAOM/M4aPy-EID4U/s320/IMG_4480.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055406426716914930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;group pic at the beach =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RihpXEOwRQI/AAAAAAAAAOU/FcvHrIJ2rJ8/s1600-h/IMG_4508.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RihpXEOwRQI/AAAAAAAAAOU/FcvHrIJ2rJ8/s320/IMG_4508.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055406426716914946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;love x3 sitting on the sand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RihpXkOwRRI/AAAAAAAAAOc/ukhhCjodP4A/s1600-h/IMG_4569.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RihpXkOwRRI/AAAAAAAAAOc/ukhhCjodP4A/s320/IMG_4569.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055406435306849554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then we all went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've a feeling i won't see Penang again anytime soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well,&lt;br /&gt;the sem break is here...&lt;br /&gt;but the happiness is completely overshadowed by the amount of assignments we're obliged to do during the holidays.&lt;br /&gt;So, its equivalent to no holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lemme quote one of Vonnie's favourite phrase:&lt;br /&gt;"life sucks."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13659837-8002193553339463447?l=kel-ly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/feeds/8002193553339463447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13659837&amp;postID=8002193553339463447&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13659837/posts/default/8002193553339463447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13659837/posts/default/8002193553339463447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/2007/04/penang.html' title='penang'/><author><name>KeL-Ly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05241406718324620355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RieCgEOwRBI/AAAAAAAAAMc/Lw3YlqfHaA4/s72-c/DSC02632.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13659837.post-132732584776411668</id><published>2007-04-11T20:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-11T21:03:22.749+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tenacious D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For those who have yet to see Tenacious D in The Pick of Destiny, here is the best part of it.&lt;br /&gt;I know its the best part because my brother and i kept repeating the same part, laughing over and over and over...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hvvjiE4AdUI"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hvvjiE4AdUI" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but seriously, not for kids ok.pg 13. wtf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'll be vanishing from KL and appearing in Penang this coming Friday.&lt;br /&gt;Been needing holidays every now and then because Uni work is a pile of stress-dung.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That, or, its just an excuse for me to slip away from home and assignments. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13659837-132732584776411668?l=kel-ly.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13659837.post-2449823136947345045</id><published>2007-04-07T22:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-12T11:04:24.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mood swings.com</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I think my blog died for a while now, so its time to let it resurrect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last you probably heard from me is how bad my emotional condition was...almost had to see a shrink because of it. wtf. ok maybe not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm cheerful nowadays so let's talk about suicide. wtf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately, its a new trend that more and more people are succumbing to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From someone you might know to popular celebrities.&lt;br /&gt;They're all killing themselves.&lt;br /&gt;It's so popular and widespread, it's like a fashion trend mixed with airborne diseases.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, you read the newspapers and there's bound to be a report about suicide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's the regular reasons such as depression out of failed relationships, lousy academic results (a popular cause of suicide among students), and fiascoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now there's a new reason to commit suicide.&lt;br /&gt;A loving father created it.&lt;br /&gt;He plunged himself into the sea just so her die-hard-fan-of-Andy-Lau daughter can meet him in person...for the umpteenth time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I understand that people can never get enough with things they like....its like...you get an inch then you want a yard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But really, let's not get overboard.&lt;br /&gt;That poor father mortgage their house to the bank, sold his valuables, and took his own life just so his daughter can go anywhere Andy Lau is to appear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can imagine him being petrified by all this and pee in his pants. Literally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean i fancy lots of celebrities myself.&lt;br /&gt;Heck, I've even spend sleepless days and going MIA while watching their shows, reading their updates, drowning Yvonne's ears with my saliva whilst talking about them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you don't see me having my parents sell off our house just so I can be an official no.1 popular stalker.&lt;br /&gt;And forget about getting an inch, wanting a yard.&lt;br /&gt;By then all I'd get is 4 walls and bars measuring by 4 square feet. Get it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told my parents if was to be like the girl, they're entitled to slap the life right out of me.&lt;br /&gt;Guilt-free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, if i ever have to kill myself, i promise to make it &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;very&lt;/span&gt; worthwhile.&lt;br /&gt;Coz i'd hate for the irony of someone else writing about how stupid of the reason i died in his/her blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;okay. end of the suicide issue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happier thoughts next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13659837-2449823136947345045?l=kel-ly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/feeds/2449823136947345045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13659837&amp;postID=2449823136947345045&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13659837/posts/default/2449823136947345045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13659837/posts/default/2449823136947345045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/2007/04/mood-swingscom.html' title='mood swings.com'/><author><name>KeL-Ly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05241406718324620355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13659837.post-4247339437809628118</id><published>2007-03-28T18:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T19:37:16.819+08:00</updated><title type='text'>life's a *toot*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Life is difficult.&lt;br /&gt;Its a known fact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have the share of understanding that...&lt;br /&gt;simply because i think my life is difficult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;worries, problem, difficulties&lt;br /&gt;they just seem to creep up from my back,&lt;br /&gt;and weigh me down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know what my problem is....&lt;br /&gt;That I can't figure out what's keeping me from feeling&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;genuinely&lt;/span&gt; happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i haven't been &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;genuinely&lt;/span&gt; happy for some time now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always wanted to do something, anything, but there's always the obstacles.&lt;br /&gt;I always need the extra support, but I never get it.&lt;br /&gt;I always need a favour, but there's always a huge catch.&lt;br /&gt;I always need the extra time, but it was just wasted away.&lt;br /&gt;I always need an opportunity, but it slips through right under my nose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd eventually digress from that course and forget that I even felt that way.&lt;br /&gt;I know it.&lt;br /&gt;but I also know that it'll recur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now,&lt;br /&gt;I've just let myself drown in my own pool of melancholy,&lt;br /&gt;in hopes that i would also drown out the angst in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My thoughts and feelings are muddled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a mess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never really had an emotional post in my blog.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't plan to start.&lt;br /&gt;Now that it has, you got to bear with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, at least once in a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;long&lt;/span&gt; while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;letting it out this way can really make one feel better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There, i feel better already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13659837-4247339437809628118?l=kel-ly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/feeds/4247339437809628118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13659837&amp;postID=4247339437809628118&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13659837/posts/default/4247339437809628118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13659837/posts/default/4247339437809628118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/2007/03/lifes-toot.html' title='life&apos;s a *toot*'/><author><name>KeL-Ly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05241406718324620355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13659837.post-1968718232063937972</id><published>2007-03-19T17:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-19T20:12:44.629+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the day i got bitten</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Did i missed out on blogging again?&lt;br /&gt;I'm always caught up with something....no no...not assignments...well yeah...maybe a lil bit of that...and the Taiwanese drama Devil Beside You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was quite...mm...fresh at 1st, since the Taiwanese always like to make drama out of unpopular Jap Mangas.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe popular, but i don't know coz i've never really read any.&lt;br /&gt;Seeing those drama produced out of it, i'm glad i didn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They always start out good, then it starts to go dry, and then bam!&lt;br /&gt;They give u a predictable ending without the WOW factor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its actually an old show, i know, i'm outdated. wtf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/Rf5okCVgksI/AAAAAAAAALA/pCqxLWds4LM/s1600-h/dby1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/Rf5okCVgksI/AAAAAAAAALA/pCqxLWds4LM/s320/dby1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043583601013199554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i like the share-glove!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/Rf5okCVgktI/AAAAAAAAALI/ZxzAhyQX_O8/s1600-h/dby2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/Rf5okCVgktI/AAAAAAAAALI/ZxzAhyQX_O8/s320/dby2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043583601013199570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the guy can be quite a looker...&lt;br /&gt;but eh...he don't beat Kim Jeong Hoon, Lee Dong Wook, or Hyun Bin. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/Rf5okSVgkvI/AAAAAAAAALY/ia5Wm4r-foE/s1600-h/ycl.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/Rf5okSVgkvI/AAAAAAAAALY/ia5Wm4r-foE/s320/ycl.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043583605308166898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;yeah...same expression i had when i finished the drama today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, in the end, it wasn't &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; that bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aight, enough of my tedious drama critique.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the meantime,&lt;br /&gt;Happy belated bday to Tracy who turned 20 on the 15th of March!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/Rf5cjiVgkmI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/BmQBcUOPPiI/s1600-h/DSC02506.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/Rf5cjiVgkmI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/BmQBcUOPPiI/s320/DSC02506.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043570398283731554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the very same day,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/Rf5cjyVgkoI/AAAAAAAAAKg/B-uVzIxn4bk/s1600-h/DSC02509.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/Rf5cjyVgkoI/AAAAAAAAAKg/B-uVzIxn4bk/s320/DSC02509.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043570402578698882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;we bumped into Zhi, Edwin, the Tee twins and decided to take a good pic.&lt;br /&gt;Until Zhi ruined it with his finger.&lt;br /&gt;I'll break it into half next time. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/Rf5cjyVgkpI/AAAAAAAAAKo/oGy1q01sRvw/s1600-h/DSC02513.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/Rf5cjyVgkpI/AAAAAAAAAKo/oGy1q01sRvw/s320/DSC02513.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043570402578698898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;for spoiling what could be a good pic, Edwin fed Zhi with pencils.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/Rf5d0CVgkrI/AAAAAAAAAK4/mok7xgxTh5A/s1600-h/DSC02511.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/Rf5d0CVgkrI/AAAAAAAAAK4/mok7xgxTh5A/s320/DSC02511.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043571781263200946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me and Hoong with a stranger who so happen appeared in the middle of our heads. wtf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/Rf5ckCVgkqI/AAAAAAAAAKw/HmzJynCCiTw/s1600-h/DSC02514.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/Rf5ckCVgkqI/AAAAAAAAAKw/HmzJynCCiTw/s320/DSC02514.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043570406873666210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;*ang ang ang...totemo daisuki do-ra-e-mon~*&lt;br /&gt;wtf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to another Seafood Dinner in Telok Gong, Klang.&lt;br /&gt;I feel sorry for crabs, fishes and prawns, but then again they don't have brains.&lt;br /&gt;so i'm entitled to eat them. wtf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/Rf5uZiVgkwI/AAAAAAAAALg/Xk5HYMu2Now/s1600-h/DSC02515.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/Rf5uZiVgkwI/AAAAAAAAALg/Xk5HYMu2Now/s320/DSC02515.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043590017694339842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Von n Kel at Coconut Flower&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/Rf5uZyVgkxI/AAAAAAAAALo/3YqFWdc-k2k/s1600-h/DSC02518.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/Rf5uZyVgkxI/AAAAAAAAALo/3YqFWdc-k2k/s320/DSC02518.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043590021989307154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kel n Lums&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/Rf5uaCVgkyI/AAAAAAAAALw/Fhq8N6fhdSU/s1600-h/DSC02525.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/Rf5uaCVgkyI/AAAAAAAAALw/Fhq8N6fhdSU/s320/DSC02525.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043590026284274466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kel T, Kat, Lums, Jason, Yeing, &amp; Kel L.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After din din, we went to AC to play pool.&lt;br /&gt;It's been a long time since i've been there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never really liked it, coz the last time i was there,&lt;br /&gt;i saw some guy displaying his butt while he was playing pool.&lt;br /&gt;The 'drain' was so much revealed that i felt like pulling his pants up for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah, but that was then.&lt;br /&gt;Now, anyone can walk around with their pants down for all i care.&lt;br /&gt;aha. aha. ah hahaha. wtf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, as i was saying, we went to AC.&lt;br /&gt;I got to play pool, but me n the girls had a hard time playing it coz we were....&lt;br /&gt;whispers *wearing miniskirts* LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/Rf57CiVgk1I/AAAAAAAAAMI/gr_38AuhzOA/s1600-h/DSC02541.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/Rf57CiVgk1I/AAAAAAAAAMI/gr_38AuhzOA/s320/DSC02541.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043603916208509778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kel T, Kel L, and Yeing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/Rf57CyVgk2I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/1wDf8yeUKrk/s1600-h/DSC02543.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/Rf57CyVgk2I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/1wDf8yeUKrk/s320/DSC02543.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043603920503477090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Von being sandwiched.&lt;br /&gt;*guffaws*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13659837-1968718232063937972?l=kel-ly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/feeds/1968718232063937972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13659837&amp;postID=1968718232063937972&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13659837/posts/default/1968718232063937972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13659837/posts/default/1968718232063937972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/2007/03/day-i-got-bitten.html' title='the day i got bitten'/><author><name>KeL-Ly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05241406718324620355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/Rf5okCVgksI/AAAAAAAAALA/pCqxLWds4LM/s72-c/dby1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13659837.post-6465454020222111376</id><published>2007-03-14T18:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T19:27:42.328+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kel's peace post.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So far, the starting of Uni has been great,&lt;br /&gt;because i'm used to everything and mostly everyone there, things were very much easier.&lt;br /&gt;also, vonjie bunjie is wit me *squeezing her fishball mushroom cheeks.wtf*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;used to everything, except, the library.&lt;br /&gt;Christ!&lt;br /&gt;Me n Von went up and down, to and fro, looking for the damned library.&lt;br /&gt;thanks to Marc for his 'accurate' info...must be his revenge on me for always giving him snappy remarks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, Marc, if you ever see this,&lt;br /&gt;je te hais. wtf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, i got my Mauritius friend, Kushie, to teach me French starting from this sem,&lt;br /&gt;I'll be throwing in some French words every now and then,&lt;br /&gt;so don't let my 'half-bucket-of-water-French' tick you off.&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maison 1st March: Ep 2.&lt;br /&gt;TQ Yeing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RffOcZSdSwI/AAAAAAAAAI4/otoURLtBjBo/s1600-h/DSC07530.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RffOcZSdSwI/AAAAAAAAAI4/otoURLtBjBo/s320/DSC07530.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041725295084522242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RffOcpSdSxI/AAAAAAAAAJA/Km1_ikmP6EU/s1600-h/IMG_3949.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RffOcpSdSxI/AAAAAAAAAJA/Km1_ikmP6EU/s320/IMG_3949.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041725299379489554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;best group pics!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RffOcpSdSyI/AAAAAAAAAJI/8tzZBSm3FSo/s1600-h/DSC07534.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RffOcpSdSyI/AAAAAAAAAJI/8tzZBSm3FSo/s320/DSC07534.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041725299379489570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kat, Jason, Kel, n Von&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RffOc5SdSzI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/Hece8JhLKCE/s1600-h/DSC07578.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RffOc5SdSzI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/Hece8JhLKCE/s320/DSC07578.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041725303674456882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kel, Soo Hing, Jason, and goner Edwin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RffOc5SdS0I/AAAAAAAAAJY/CUsKNmkJScI/s1600-h/DSC07536.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RffOc5SdS0I/AAAAAAAAAJY/CUsKNmkJScI/s320/DSC07536.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041725303674456898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;popped in to promote PEACE!&lt;br /&gt;Peace out  v(&gt;.&lt;) ! ok!    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RffPK5SdS1I/AAAAAAAAAJg/h0tnJCRWNmc/s1600-h/DSC07542.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RffPK5SdS1I/AAAAAAAAAJg/h0tnJCRWNmc/s320/DSC07542.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041726093948439378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;popped in to disturb Yeing &amp; Jason.&lt;br /&gt;peace ok peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry i kept showing up on random pics.&lt;br /&gt;peace ok peace. wtf&lt;br /&gt;*guffawing*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RffSc5SdS2I/AAAAAAAAAJo/o2Nay3Dc8RQ/s1600-h/DSC02479.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RffSc5SdS2I/AAAAAAAAAJo/o2Nay3Dc8RQ/s320/DSC02479.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041729701720968034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Von &amp; Cheri&lt;br /&gt;with snobbish Marc (who cares, he doesn't see my blog anyway. gehaha)&lt;br /&gt;and half of Min's face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RffSc5SdS3I/AAAAAAAAAJw/xcs3s0vz7tM/s1600-h/DSC02483.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RffSc5SdS3I/AAAAAAAAAJw/xcs3s0vz7tM/s320/DSC02483.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041729701720968050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kel &amp; Toddy.&lt;br /&gt;With naughty vonnie (&gt;.&lt;)v  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RffSdJSdS4I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/K65voDeuc_Y/s1600-h/DSC02493.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RffSdJSdS4I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/K65voDeuc_Y/s320/DSC02493.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041729706015935362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Syah, Kel, &amp; Cheri&lt;br /&gt;' v (^.^) v -ing ' at Kim Gary's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RffSdJSdS5I/AAAAAAAAAKA/SVZQNJpLFlE/s1600-h/DSC02491.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RffSdJSdS5I/AAAAAAAAAKA/SVZQNJpLFlE/s320/DSC02491.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041729706015935378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Guess who needs Lipo? wtf&lt;br /&gt;not me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RffSdJSdS6I/AAAAAAAAAKI/o2MR4AxDRLY/s1600-h/DSC02497.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RffSdJSdS6I/AAAAAAAAAKI/o2MR4AxDRLY/s320/DSC02497.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041729706015935394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We bumped into Alex, Yee Leng,&lt;br /&gt;Kel Loh, Yeing, and Jason (in pic)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;with vonnie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N i don't get to take pic.&lt;br /&gt;T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13659837-6465454020222111376?l=kel-ly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/feeds/6465454020222111376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13659837&amp;postID=6465454020222111376&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13659837/posts/default/6465454020222111376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13659837/posts/default/6465454020222111376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/2007/03/kels-peace-post.html' title='Kel&apos;s peace post.'/><author><name>KeL-Ly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05241406718324620355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RffOcZSdSwI/AAAAAAAAAI4/otoURLtBjBo/s72-c/DSC07530.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13659837.post-1771514934573885903</id><published>2007-03-09T23:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-10T01:28:15.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>me and my big face</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;On the 1st of March, we celebrated the Feb and Mac peeps' bday at Maison.&lt;br /&gt;Although they were all different dates, but here's officially wishing Jason, Khai Yeing, Sherman, Zhi Yuan, and Kelly Loh - Happy Birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RfGFzJSdSkI/AAAAAAAAAHY/OFJZsGJb35k/s1600-h/maison.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RfGFzJSdSkI/AAAAAAAAAHY/OFJZsGJb35k/s320/maison.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039956571717454402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;some pics from Maison.&lt;br /&gt;Still missing out alot...&lt;br /&gt;*hinting Yeing and Kelly Loh &gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Saturday, Jason, Kat, Kelly L and Joanne C had another joined bday celebration at TGIF, The Curve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Although the service sucks terribly (i won't go into detail), but the food was great as always.&lt;br /&gt;I enjoyed the Ice-cream Sandwich drink the most!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RfGGzpSdSpI/AAAAAAAAAIA/OZKKqF2tNoU/s1600-h/Image105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RfGGzpSdSpI/AAAAAAAAAIA/OZKKqF2tNoU/s320/Image105.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039957679819016850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;although its a horrible looking picture,&lt;br /&gt;here's proof that i enjoyed the drink!&lt;br /&gt;&gt;.&lt;  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RfGB75SdSfI/AAAAAAAAAGw/7iRL4kpzSDs/s1600-h/DSC02444.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RfGB75SdSfI/AAAAAAAAAGw/7iRL4kpzSDs/s320/DSC02444.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039952323994798578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;y am i the 'biggest'?&lt;br /&gt;GOSH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RfGFzJSdSlI/AAAAAAAAAHg/3Z1cvs42XtQ/s1600-h/DSC02449.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RfGFzJSdSlI/AAAAAAAAAHg/3Z1cvs42XtQ/s320/DSC02449.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039956571717454418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kel L, Jess, &amp; Kel T&lt;br /&gt;Kel Kel Kel, confusing la.&lt;br /&gt;call me K oni la next time.&lt;br /&gt;then you can call Kel Loh - 'KL'.&lt;br /&gt;wtfwtf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RfGFzZSdSmI/AAAAAAAAAHo/tJauGk5aZCk/s1600-h/DSC02450.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RfGFzZSdSmI/AAAAAAAAAHo/tJauGk5aZCk/s320/DSC02450.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039956576012421730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;with Ji-nette.&lt;br /&gt;my face is like an over-sized dumpling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RfGFzZSdSnI/AAAAAAAAAHw/P58AI_LQrQw/s1600-h/DSC02455.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RfGFzZSdSnI/AAAAAAAAAHw/P58AI_LQrQw/s320/DSC02455.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039956576012421746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;with Joanne ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RfGFzZSdSoI/AAAAAAAAAH4/7l1N1R3e9NY/s1600-h/DSC02456.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RfGFzZSdSoI/AAAAAAAAAH4/7l1N1R3e9NY/s320/DSC02456.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039956576012421762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kelly, Melly, n Vonnie.&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RfGX3pSdSvI/AAAAAAAAAIw/XsOIe5iZExY/s1600-h/DSC02457.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RfGX3pSdSvI/AAAAAAAAAIw/XsOIe5iZExY/s320/DSC02457.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039976440236165874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jason has been a good boy, so he deserves a 'warm and tight' hug from Edwin.&lt;br /&gt;all my hair is standing as i observe the pic, eh, i wonder y. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for the Turistas movie (Josh Duhamel is hot btw. gehaha.),&lt;br /&gt;shopping, and supper with Toddy, Vonnie, and Cheri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RfGLR5SdSrI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/KvIRMCOV-Hg/s1600-h/DSC02461.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RfGLR5SdSrI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/KvIRMCOV-Hg/s320/DSC02461.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039962597556570802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I made Cheri pose with me for my very own Chili's advertisement.&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, i would've so sucked if i were in the advertising line huh. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know that Chili's don't allow anyone to smoke or order alcohol if they have no proper Identification or passport (for foreigners).&lt;br /&gt;Although i don't smoke or drink, i find that atrocious.&lt;br /&gt;The next thing you know, i'll need to present my birth cert when i order a chocolate cake. wtf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RfGLSJSdSsI/AAAAAAAAAIY/v-yUjQtkHOU/s1600-h/DSC02464.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RfGLSJSdSsI/AAAAAAAAAIY/v-yUjQtkHOU/s320/DSC02464.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039962601851538114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Don't get me wrong, Chili's food are great.&lt;br /&gt;It's the helping that is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not so great&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Who serves &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;digestive biscuits&lt;/span&gt; with &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Chicken &amp; Mushroom soup &lt;/span&gt;anyway?&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;Who serves Chicken &amp; Mushroom soup in a cup smaller than the size of my palm anyway?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RfGLRpSdSqI/AAAAAAAAAII/dKeCp_YU2Oc/s1600-h/DSC02466.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RfGLRpSdSqI/AAAAAAAAAII/dKeCp_YU2Oc/s320/DSC02466.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039962593261603490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RfGLSZSdSuI/AAAAAAAAAIo/EzQ62v2X9vY/s1600-h/DSC02467.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RfGLSZSdSuI/AAAAAAAAAIo/EzQ62v2X9vY/s320/DSC02467.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039962606146505442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Vonnie, Toddy and me posing using straws.&lt;br /&gt;I pose better because i have my vanilla ice-cream blended with chocolate and banana topped with whipped cream and chocolate rice sprinkles. wtf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13659837-1771514934573885903?l=kel-ly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/feeds/1771514934573885903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13659837&amp;postID=1771514934573885903&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13659837/posts/default/1771514934573885903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13659837/posts/default/1771514934573885903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/2007/03/me-and-my-big-face.html' title='me and my big face'/><author><name>KeL-Ly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05241406718324620355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RfGFzJSdSkI/AAAAAAAAAHY/OFJZsGJb35k/s72-c/maison.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13659837.post-8140384037339280154</id><published>2007-03-03T13:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-03T14:18:53.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The post commemorating 26th Feb, Monday.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is probably the only Monday that i'll &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ever&lt;/span&gt; love.&lt;br /&gt;Me n Von went over to Taylors, then we got lost at Monash trying to look for Khai Yeing, followed by surprising Jason, continued with lunch at Pink Shop.&lt;br /&gt;In the afternoon, we freshened up and went to Yeing's house to gamble/makan/watch tv until evening, where we all went for our New Year's gathering dinner together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the meantime, i know now that i may have the potential to become an icing si fu. wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yeing got Jason a cake and we were all suppose to scribble words on it with coloured icing.&lt;br /&gt;i was 1st playing with it, and then i started getting good at it&lt;br /&gt;*proud proud then blushes*&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RekHG6IOeTI/AAAAAAAAAEU/ngc0QSy5rxs/s1600-h/DSC02388.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RekHG6IOeTI/AAAAAAAAAEU/ngc0QSy5rxs/s320/DSC02388.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037565473454979378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;it's fun!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RekHHKIOeUI/AAAAAAAAAEc/CrCBcSH2tSo/s1600-h/DSC02394.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RekHHKIOeUI/AAAAAAAAAEc/CrCBcSH2tSo/s320/DSC02394.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037565477749946690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;happy bday Jason!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RekJEaIOeVI/AAAAAAAAAEk/G_vY1LqVF84/s1600-h/DSC02389.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RekJEaIOeVI/AAAAAAAAAEk/G_vY1LqVF84/s320/DSC02389.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037567629528562002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lum's pau-face.&lt;br /&gt;she got potential. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RekJEqIOeWI/AAAAAAAAAEs/PfderbfIFpU/s1600-h/DSC02390.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RekJEqIOeWI/AAAAAAAAAEs/PfderbfIFpU/s320/DSC02390.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037567633823529314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;sandwiched between Kat n Von&lt;br /&gt;&gt;.&lt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RekJEqIOeXI/AAAAAAAAAE0/eCwI1o--MH8/s1600-h/DSC02399.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RekJEqIOeXI/AAAAAAAAAE0/eCwI1o--MH8/s320/DSC02399.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037567633823529330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RekJE6IOeYI/AAAAAAAAAE8/-e_IMUW22Js/s1600-h/DSC02403.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RekJE6IOeYI/AAAAAAAAAE8/-e_IMUW22Js/s320/DSC02403.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037567638118496642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;all that were present at Jason's surprise party.&lt;br /&gt;It was a surprise until Jason blurted that he already found out.&lt;br /&gt;sheesh. party spoiler. wtf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally get to go Pink Shop again to eat the Fettucine that i was craving for.&lt;br /&gt;To my dismay, the quality of it downgraded.&lt;br /&gt;DAMN IT.&lt;br /&gt;i was so depressed. HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RekJE6IOeZI/AAAAAAAAAFE/AR2VKNdlvAk/s1600-h/DSC02414.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RekJE6IOeZI/AAAAAAAAAFE/AR2VKNdlvAk/s320/DSC02414.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037567638118496658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RekKeqIOeaI/AAAAAAAAAFM/9eVYuVb4ebE/s1600-h/DSC02418.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RekKeqIOeaI/AAAAAAAAAFM/9eVYuVb4ebE/s320/DSC02418.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037569180011755938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We had a seafood dinner together that night and 'lou-ed' some 'sangss' wtf&lt;br /&gt;The dinner was quite the awesome-ness.&lt;br /&gt;what i remembered most is the Drunken Prawns, Cheesy Crab with Fried Bread, Deep-fried Calamari Rings, and  Black Pepper Udon.&lt;br /&gt;It never ceases to make me drool whenever i think of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RekKe6IOebI/AAAAAAAAAFU/cHMluPeFB1I/s1600-h/DSC02412.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RekKe6IOebI/AAAAAAAAAFU/cHMluPeFB1I/s320/DSC02412.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037569184306723250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;squishy Von and the pau-faced Kel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RekKe6IOecI/AAAAAAAAAFc/W9y4rVBD_IE/s1600-h/DSC02426.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RekKe6IOecI/AAAAAAAAAFc/W9y4rVBD_IE/s320/DSC02426.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037569184306723266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lums and Kels&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RekKfKIOedI/AAAAAAAAAFk/7LEPBeugyDE/s1600-h/DSC02423.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RekKfKIOedI/AAAAAAAAAFk/7LEPBeugyDE/s320/DSC02423.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037569188601690578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and Edwin trying to lick crap...uh no...crab. wtf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13659837-8140384037339280154?l=kel-ly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/feeds/8140384037339280154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13659837&amp;postID=8140384037339280154&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13659837/posts/default/8140384037339280154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13659837/posts/default/8140384037339280154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/2007/03/post-commemorating-26th-feb-monday.html' title='The post commemorating 26th Feb, Monday.'/><author><name>KeL-Ly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05241406718324620355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RekHG6IOeTI/AAAAAAAAAEU/ngc0QSy5rxs/s72-c/DSC02388.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13659837.post-1414358591976637686</id><published>2007-02-25T21:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T22:46:50.562+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new year with friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What's Chinese New Year without visiting and betting? Nothing. I tell ya. Nothing. wtf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;CNY visiting are good excuses to barge into your friends' houses which you usually or don't usually go.&lt;br /&gt;Basically, just a good reason to barge into someone's house. wtf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chances are, those houses is gonna be packed with CNY treats and finger foods which you are entitled to eat as many as you can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Betting? betting is a must during Chinese New Year.&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;ok, moving on.wtf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There isn't much risk from the way i bet, coz its usually a buck or two.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not as confident as Jason or Edwin that goes 10/20bucks every round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, i learned that a non-risk taker can never be a winner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, the money i won balanced out the money i lost.&lt;br /&gt;must be coz of the 'Reiki' in Zhi Yuan's house. wtf&lt;br /&gt;everything must be in balance and peace.&lt;br /&gt;Like the force with the Jedi's. wtf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/ReGXDaj89tI/AAAAAAAAADY/ccANudVLGBI/s1600-h/DSC02381.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/ReGXDaj89tI/AAAAAAAAADY/ccANudVLGBI/s320/DSC02381.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035471943302444754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;me n Von at Hoong/Wee's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/ReGXDaj89uI/AAAAAAAAADg/Ur1sV-m_23M/s1600-h/DSC02379.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/ReGXDaj89uI/AAAAAAAAADg/Ur1sV-m_23M/s320/DSC02379.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035471943302444770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;with little Yin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/ReGXDqj89vI/AAAAAAAAADo/BIkawQMVqLE/s1600-h/22-02-07_1324.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/ReGXDqj89vI/AAAAAAAAADo/BIkawQMVqLE/s320/22-02-07_1324.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035471947597412082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hmm.....if Kat's hair wasn't all over her back, you could probably see her fiery pink bra. wtf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/ReGXDqj89wI/AAAAAAAAADw/CkmKp6ClImg/s1600-h/DSC02382.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/ReGXDqj89wI/AAAAAAAAADw/CkmKp6ClImg/s320/DSC02382.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035471947597412098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;some day, i'll have a good kid like Von's cousin myself.&lt;br /&gt;maybe.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/ReGXD6j89xI/AAAAAAAAAD4/66PYzTVMtxY/s1600-h/DSC02384.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/ReGXD6j89xI/AAAAAAAAAD4/66PYzTVMtxY/s320/DSC02384.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035471951892379410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When i went visiting at Von's, she gave me the most unique Korean Chocolates set!&lt;br /&gt;There's the more acceptable ones like Green Tea flavour and Soju flavour.&lt;br /&gt;But i've never come across &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ginseng&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Red Pepper Paste&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;KIMCHI flavoured chocolates&lt;/span&gt; in my entire life!&lt;br /&gt;Kamsahamnida Von!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotto learn to love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13659837-1414358591976637686?l=kel-ly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/feeds/1414358591976637686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13659837&amp;postID=1414358591976637686&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13659837/posts/default/1414358591976637686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13659837/posts/default/1414358591976637686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/2007/02/new-year-with-friends.html' title='new year with friends'/><author><name>KeL-Ly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05241406718324620355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/ReGXDaj89tI/AAAAAAAAADY/ccANudVLGBI/s72-c/DSC02381.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13659837.post-231478246566416265</id><published>2007-02-21T18:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T00:58:06.461+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kong hei fatt choy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Chinese New Year again to everyone!&lt;br /&gt;4 days without using a comp made my fingers all rusty. That's because my comp monitor broke down on the 1st day of CNY.&lt;br /&gt;crack my hands 1st *klaaaaack klaaaack* wtf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year's CNY is spent in KL. Good for me in the sense that i don't need to travel, bad in the sense that my comp broke down, so it doesn't matter whether i left KL or not. shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aside from eating non-stop during these few days of family reunion,&lt;br /&gt;i watched My Girl again for the umpteenth time with my cousin, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;non-stop till the break of dawn&lt;/span&gt;. wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since its CNY, the focus is always on the eating.&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, all the excitement of seeing good food on the table made me forget about taking pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, there ought to be someone who remembered to take pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RdweUKj89jI/AAAAAAAAABg/sQts_nKgJuQ/s1600-h/DSC02331.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RdweUKj89jI/AAAAAAAAABg/sQts_nKgJuQ/s320/DSC02331.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033931815274739250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My cousins from Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RdweUaj89kI/AAAAAAAAABo/ToNnTzO3cKU/s1600-h/DSC02333.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RdweUaj89kI/AAAAAAAAABo/ToNnTzO3cKU/s320/DSC02333.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033931819569706562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hokkien Yam Cake.&lt;br /&gt;A must for the Tey family during every CNY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RdweUqj89lI/AAAAAAAAABw/jBt_TEZ3So8/s1600-h/DSC02336.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RdweUqj89lI/AAAAAAAAABw/jBt_TEZ3So8/s320/DSC02336.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033931823864673874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This....is um....my attractive-looking big brother.&lt;br /&gt;wtf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RdweUqj89mI/AAAAAAAAAB4/Eg9C-vT_5yo/s1600-h/DSC02338.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RdweUqj89mI/AAAAAAAAAB4/Eg9C-vT_5yo/s320/DSC02338.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033931823864673890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My sis-in-law is infected by the family's love for taking pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/Rdwh_aj89oI/AAAAAAAAACI/hNGMCcIuAdQ/s1600-h/DSC02344.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/Rdwh_aj89oI/AAAAAAAAACI/hNGMCcIuAdQ/s320/DSC02344.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033935856838964866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;we so don't look alike.&lt;br /&gt;people often misunderstood us for friends,&lt;br /&gt;or better yet, a couple. wtf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/Rdwh_aj89pI/AAAAAAAAACQ/6xsWBivNSL4/s1600-h/DSC02345.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/Rdwh_aj89pI/AAAAAAAAACQ/6xsWBivNSL4/s320/DSC02345.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033935856838964882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;pink riding hood.&lt;br /&gt;better than the story book character ok.&lt;br /&gt;cuter also. wtf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/Rdwh_qj89qI/AAAAAAAAACY/HBQuts8DlxI/s1600-h/DSC02347.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/Rdwh_qj89qI/AAAAAAAAACY/HBQuts8DlxI/s320/DSC02347.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033935861133932194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/Rdwh_qj89rI/AAAAAAAAACg/w4qoII6OuKA/s1600-h/DSC02351.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/Rdwh_qj89rI/AAAAAAAAACg/w4qoII6OuKA/s320/DSC02351.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033935861133932210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;drinking is a must with the Chin family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/Rdwh_qj89sI/AAAAAAAAACo/ii9E-n2HEQA/s1600-h/DSC02353.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/Rdwh_qj89sI/AAAAAAAAACo/ii9E-n2HEQA/s320/DSC02353.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033935861133932226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Everyone is singing high after rounds and rounds of drinking.&lt;br /&gt;Drinking is the root of all evil?&lt;br /&gt;i don't think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Drinking&lt;/span&gt; makes people &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;happy&lt;/span&gt;. And let's keep it that way. wtf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13659837-231478246566416265?l=kel-ly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/feeds/231478246566416265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13659837&amp;postID=231478246566416265&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13659837/posts/default/231478246566416265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13659837/posts/default/231478246566416265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/2007/02/kong-hei-fatt-choy.html' title='kong hei fatt choy'/><author><name>KeL-Ly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05241406718324620355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RdweUKj89jI/AAAAAAAAABg/sQts_nKgJuQ/s72-c/DSC02331.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13659837.post-3137628578961621990</id><published>2007-02-16T20:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-17T00:24:06.614+08:00</updated><title type='text'>goodbyes and valentines day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hooray to me n Von.&lt;br /&gt;We've proven ourselves capable of getting our way around KL without getting lost.&lt;br /&gt;Which is why the day that Way left for Melbourne, is very memorable.&lt;br /&gt;Also memorable coz Way left.wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RdWrvcFzqOI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8w1SHAIz4FA/s1600-h/DSC02311.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RdWrvcFzqOI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8w1SHAIz4FA/s320/DSC02311.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032116990139148514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;with Way one last time before he took off.&lt;br /&gt;T.T&lt;br /&gt;wait a sec, i'm not finished with this,&lt;br /&gt;By God, is that a hickey?! wtf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Valentine's Day, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my&lt;/span&gt; Valentine's Day,&lt;br /&gt;i decided to celebrate &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RdWrvsFzqSI/AAAAAAAAAAs/0MVUSaHvnjo/s1600-h/DSC02317.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RdWrvsFzqSI/AAAAAAAAAAs/0MVUSaHvnjo/s320/DSC02317.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032116994434115874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;.wtf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, ok, not entirely me.&lt;br /&gt;My whole family decided to do some bonding, thus we headed out for a nice family dinner.&lt;br /&gt;It started with lots of head-spinning-teeth-gritting traffic congestions,&lt;br /&gt;and ended up with lots of smiles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RdWrvsFzqRI/AAAAAAAAAAk/F_boMuMcxUI/s1600-h/DSC02316.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RdWrvsFzqRI/AAAAAAAAAAk/F_boMuMcxUI/s320/DSC02316.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032116994434115858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;lotsa smiles and....uh...laughter.wtf&lt;br /&gt;Guess whose mouth?&lt;br /&gt;not me ok...do i look like i have crooked tooth? no. ok. no.&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RdWrvcFzqPI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TReCqX06j9c/s1600-h/DSC02314.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RdWrvcFzqPI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TReCqX06j9c/s320/DSC02314.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032116990139148530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;me and my Bibs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RdWrvcFzqQI/AAAAAAAAAAc/YonAHE6buhQ/s1600-h/DSC02315.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RdWrvcFzqQI/AAAAAAAAAAc/YonAHE6buhQ/s320/DSC02315.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032116990139148546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The best Valentine's Day couple.&lt;br /&gt;^.^&lt;br /&gt;and pls, no comments about my daddy's big flappy ears. wtf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day,&lt;br /&gt;Von and I went for a last minute shopping spree before CNY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Technically, Von did most of the shopping.&lt;br /&gt;All i did was eat. seriously. lol.&lt;br /&gt;I just kept on pestering her to sit down and have a drink after every 4 shops we visit.&lt;br /&gt;She gave in.&lt;br /&gt;Thus we ended up ordering food to go with our drinks. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RdXRzsFzqTI/AAAAAAAAABI/wlZjCGFgEL4/s1600-h/DSC02321.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RdXRzsFzqTI/AAAAAAAAABI/wlZjCGFgEL4/s320/DSC02321.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032158844595448114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the ever so svelte Vonnie.&lt;br /&gt;and of coz the refined girl in the mirror reflection.&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RdXRz8FzqUI/AAAAAAAAABQ/7zEl27UrHOk/s1600-h/DSC02322.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RdXRz8FzqUI/AAAAAAAAABQ/7zEl27UrHOk/s320/DSC02322.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032158848890415426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We also met up Avelynn for lunch and chit-chat sessions at night!&lt;br /&gt;ohhhhh....I really missed all our crap talks from before.&lt;br /&gt;It's great that we caught up!&lt;br /&gt;&gt;.&lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13659837-3137628578961621990?l=kel-ly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/feeds/3137628578961621990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13659837&amp;postID=3137628578961621990&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13659837/posts/default/3137628578961621990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13659837/posts/default/3137628578961621990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/2007/02/goodbyes-and-valentines-day.html' title='goodbyes and valentines day'/><author><name>KeL-Ly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05241406718324620355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_H5E-nTk2mHg/RdWrvcFzqOI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8w1SHAIz4FA/s72-c/DSC02311.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13659837.post-117130004949180167</id><published>2007-02-12T23:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-13T01:15:32.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>maison then penang</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Maison is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hot&lt;/span&gt; like hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was so hot, i was sweating like i was showering (omfg, don't imagine that, its fugly.)&lt;br /&gt;Therefore it is only reasonable that i post up pictures of me that are considerably better looking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/1600/372287/DSC02248.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/320/988509/DSC02248.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;with Vonnie n Lummy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/1600/640845/DSC02245.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/320/96556/DSC02245.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;with Edwin before he got tipsy and Hoong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/1600/854876/DSC02255.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/320/49908/DSC02255.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;with Jessica n Vonnie with our phones.&lt;br /&gt;my phone is the obsolete one.&lt;br /&gt;T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Friday...&lt;br /&gt;Off we go to Penang!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/1600/458710/DSC02256.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/320/573350/DSC02256.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This adorable kid made the bus ride a little less boring.&lt;br /&gt;That's coz she was bribed with a Choki Choki chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/1600/918613/Image065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/320/804690/Image065.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This dung-like chocolate is none other than the tasty and affordable Choki Choki!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/1600/191278/Image053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/320/421390/Image053.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me n Von on the bus.&lt;br /&gt;I'm re-thinking that the boring bus ride is a joy ride after all. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/1600/576983/DSC02271.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/320/182016/DSC02271.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hello Penang!&lt;br /&gt;Hm, my old phone worked rather well on this shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/1600/998468/DSC02259.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/320/933450/DSC02259.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hello Horsey. wtf&lt;br /&gt;Apparently someone had a horse as his pet and decided to let it take a walk itself...&lt;br /&gt;in front of Juz parents' clinic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/1600/327238/Image071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/320/23891/Image071.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I lurvvee the way this pic is taken.&lt;br /&gt;thanks to Von.&lt;br /&gt;^.^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/1600/374564/DSC02262.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/320/950703/DSC02262.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At night, Juz's parents took us for an amazing seafood supper at a restaurant by the sea.&lt;br /&gt;This is Juz's dad teaching us how to crack open a 'lai liu har' (pissing prawns a.k.a fugly prawns).&lt;br /&gt;the food was superb! i think i gained at least 5pounds from that meal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, Juz brought us to Gurney and Feringgi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/1600/459404/DSC02276.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/320/392053/DSC02276.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Having my hot chocolate at Gurney Plaza's Winter Warmers Restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;The place had the ambiance similar to an English residence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/1600/100668/DSC02281.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/320/351147/DSC02281.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my perfect lunch courtesy of Juz.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/1600/286267/DSC02286.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/320/197442/DSC02286.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me n Vonnie at the beach.&lt;br /&gt;I've always love beaches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/1600/515451/DSC02290.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/320/837144/DSC02290.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He has a dream. He has a goal.&lt;br /&gt;He has a future.&lt;br /&gt;wtf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/1600/423523/DSC02298.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/320/422312/DSC02298.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;calming. serene. peaceful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/1600/315246/DSC02301.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/320/631975/DSC02301.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i saw a rainbow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/1600/788549/DSC02291.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/320/951147/DSC02291.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The only ugly view of the beach was this.&lt;br /&gt;We spotted this girl pulling the boy's pants until it revealed his butt cheeks.&lt;br /&gt;While the boy was playing dead, the girl and the younger boy decided to bury him with sand.&lt;br /&gt;and I took a pic of this fugly scene.&lt;br /&gt;wtf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That concludes most of the pictures.&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a great time in Penang!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big thanks to Juz, for the great hospitality, for the trouble,&lt;br /&gt;for everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also a big thanks to Way, for all your help and all the car rides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13659837-117130004949180167?l=kel-ly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/feeds/117130004949180167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13659837&amp;postID=117130004949180167&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13659837/posts/default/117130004949180167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13659837/posts/default/117130004949180167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/2007/02/maison-then-penang.html' title='maison then penang'/><author><name>KeL-Ly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05241406718324620355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13659837.post-117092795235514592</id><published>2007-02-08T17:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-08T17:49:58.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the holiday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's The Holiday movie session yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Holiday.&lt;br /&gt;Best modern love story to date. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I MEAN IT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jude Law takes on the role as a British &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;snag&lt;/span&gt;. His quite a good looker, no?&lt;br /&gt;plus his accent and charm....equals a total eye candy. mmMmMm. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand...Jack Black is well....um....cute. wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good movie, I tell ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;GOOD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/1600/745985/DSC02236.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/320/589236/DSC02236.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;a shot of Vonnie talking on the phone. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/1600/533611/DSC02237.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/320/822160/DSC02237.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;with Edwin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/1600/966566/DSC02238.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/320/674135/DSC02238.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;acting cute if not dumb, with way....and his pouted lips + horny gaze. wtf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/1600/667019/Image041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/320/491788/Image041.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kat, Von, n Yeing.&lt;br /&gt;Cis. I'm not in the pic.&lt;br /&gt;Cis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/1600/381031/Image031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/320/945335/Image031.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hong and Von.&lt;br /&gt;push button *teet teet teet....BOOM*&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/1600/703355/Image040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/320/194976/Image040.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;pau faced me with Kat.&lt;br /&gt;damn...missed snapping a pic of Joey G at the back of us.&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will be going off to Penang tomorrow for some fun in the sun.&lt;br /&gt;maybe not so much under the sun coz i don't want to get tanned.&lt;br /&gt;Tan is for men.&lt;br /&gt;'no tan no man'&lt;br /&gt;wtf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13659837-117092795235514592?l=kel-ly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/feeds/117092795235514592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13659837&amp;postID=117092795235514592&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13659837/posts/default/117092795235514592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13659837/posts/default/117092795235514592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/2007/02/holiday.html' title='the holiday'/><author><name>KeL-Ly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05241406718324620355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13659837.post-117077680013587891</id><published>2007-02-06T22:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-06T23:52:08.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sinking of me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Why is it that when i seriously want to get something, the thing is either sold out or unavailable?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1stly, the Bunny cutlery set. (yes, i'm so not over it yet. wtf)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd, a freaking Nihon Chinbotsu (Sinking of Japan) DVD. Alright, so the original is not out yet, i can't even get the 'fan pan' one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to mention the 'jillion' times that shoes and clothes are out of stock or size only when I WANT TO BUY THEM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i'm broke, they have everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, pics from Way's farewell!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/1600/884705/DSC02226.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/320/650940/DSC02226.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i look fugly in this pic wat with the barbeque and all,&lt;br /&gt;no matter, its up for Way.&lt;br /&gt;see Way, i treat you well. period.&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/1600/943017/DSC02218.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/320/175235/DSC02218.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;no, i'm not taking pictures of the cute kitty cat or 'Strongggg' Justin, if that's what you're thinking.&lt;br /&gt;Its only his selipar jambang that caught my attention. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/1600/744065/DSC02230.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/320/885757/DSC02230.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Vonnie, Jessica, Kel, and Yeing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/1600/332692/DSC02227.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/320/954668/DSC02227.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kel, Yeing, and Saucey Jason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13659837-117077680013587891?l=kel-ly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/feeds/117077680013587891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13659837&amp;postID=117077680013587891&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13659837/posts/default/117077680013587891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13659837/posts/default/117077680013587891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/2007/02/sinking-of-me.html' title='sinking of me'/><author><name>KeL-Ly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05241406718324620355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13659837.post-117043578862644760</id><published>2007-02-02T23:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T01:07:17.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>no ice cream . boohoo.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The other day, Von went shopping and found this &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;cute bunny cutlery set&lt;/span&gt; for me.&lt;br /&gt;So today, we purposely went to hunt it down so i can take it home.&lt;br /&gt;To my horror, its all sold out.&lt;br /&gt;WHY~~~~~~~~~~~~~~?!&lt;br /&gt;MY BUNNY CUTLERY SET!!!&lt;br /&gt;T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh, you(the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;dingbat&lt;/span&gt; who bought the set), I hate you. wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VON! WHY DIDN'T YOU BUY FOR ME THAT TIME!&lt;br /&gt;I WANT. I WANT I. WANT. NO FAIR.&lt;br /&gt;* doing a Kathryn feet stomping dance* wtf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, after that, me n Von went to One U.&lt;br /&gt;Bought myself a polka dot beach thong just so i can fill up my emptiness for not getting the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BUNNY CUTLERY SET&lt;/span&gt;. DAMMIT.&lt;br /&gt;wtf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later on, we picked up Juz, and proceeded to Pyramid for a 2nd dinner at Kim Gary. (fyi, the 1st dinner was in Sushi King.) LOL&lt;br /&gt;How can i not grow sideways.&lt;br /&gt;AHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/1600/133358/DSC02211.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/320/617959/DSC02211.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After dinner, Von got herself a Baskin Robbins treat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/1600/303660/DSC02213.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/320/441557/DSC02213.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I didn't. Boo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If that wasn't bad enough, that thing on top of my head spoiled this picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo, I did a spring cleaning in my room that led me to some old stuff buried in piles of rubbish.&lt;br /&gt;It was pictures of me as the 1991 Calender Girl for a paint company .&lt;br /&gt;i shall not disclose the name of the company in case they sue me, but i can tell u that its still existing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was a cute little pau faced model when i was 4!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/1600/162238/DSC02204.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/320/901143/DSC02204.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;is&lt;/span&gt; for a paint company, hence all the colourful flowers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/1600/792874/DSC02207.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/320/670311/DSC02207.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;with Coloured duck eggs.&lt;br /&gt;i wonder why i didn't look happy. must be that boy.&lt;br /&gt;He gets to point the eggs while i don't. wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/1600/339353/DSC02203.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/320/DSC02203.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i believe i didn't just do that for the sake of the shot,&lt;br /&gt;it's always my dream to try shoes i can't fit &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;=.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, ain't my little dress &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;too&lt;/span&gt; cute?&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end of the photo shoot, my mum said she remembers clearly that i said...&lt;br /&gt;"One more picture! One more!"&lt;br /&gt;Obviously i don't recall anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i know,&lt;br /&gt;i'm born a camwhore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*blushes*&lt;br /&gt;ahhh~ the jolly good old days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13659837-117043578862644760?l=kel-ly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/feeds/117043578862644760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13659837&amp;postID=117043578862644760&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13659837/posts/default/117043578862644760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13659837/posts/default/117043578862644760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/2007/02/no-ice-cream-boohoo.html' title='no ice cream . boohoo.'/><author><name>KeL-Ly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05241406718324620355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13659837.post-117004011392396557</id><published>2007-01-28T11:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-30T22:41:55.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wedding get-together</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This past week has not been spent aimlessly. I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st, I had a shopping spree with Von, spent all my cash, bought the stuff that i wanted, and ended up broke. SooOoOo happy that i'm broke for a good reason. wtf&lt;br /&gt;At least, i think it's for a good reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd, caught up with Allan and watched Silent Hill at Von's place, Silent Hill is probably the stupidest most pointless horror/thriller/gore genre movie ever made out of a game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd, Went to cousin Melanie Ooi's wedding on Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/1600/986011/DSC02160.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/320/75432/DSC02160.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wedding in Assumption Church. My cute and chubby cousin Julian&lt;br /&gt;as the Ring Bearer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/1600/553353/DSC02170.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/320/577971/DSC02170.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my Bibi and dear cousin Mel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/1600/184532/DSC02177.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/320/113664/DSC02177.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;tea ceremony.&lt;br /&gt;starring the newly weds and my parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/1600/868977/DSC02196.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/320/872312/DSC02196.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dinner at Sime Darby Convention Centre.&lt;br /&gt;Good food, great place.&lt;br /&gt;Advert kao kao. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/1600/886926/DSC02185.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/320/586769/DSC02185.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;with little niece, Celeste.&lt;br /&gt;we're both very cute. wtf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/1600/996445/DSC02192.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/320/639482/DSC02192.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;with my cousin Justin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/1600/731370/DSC02193.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/320/994950/DSC02193.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bibi, Daddy, and little nephew Jordan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/1600/850792/DSC02194.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/320/336007/DSC02194.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mel and me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congrats again to Mel and Ye Chow.&lt;br /&gt;^.^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nowadays i'm pretty lazy. I mean, lazier than usual. Normally i just procrastinate, but no, this time i'm downright lazy. This blog post can tell you how lazy i can be. Little descriptions and the rest are pictures doing all the talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To make things sound real bad, there are only a few pictures from my camera phone. I was too lazy to take my own pictures, and also, lazy to get pictures from my korpi kor's (big bro) digicam. Gawd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe i wasn't entirely psyched to take pictures. hm. i wonder why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i shall, re-edit it next time if i have nice pictures from him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then, God bless me for being a lazy bum.&lt;br /&gt;*koff koff*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13659837-117004011392396557?l=kel-ly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/feeds/117004011392396557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13659837&amp;postID=117004011392396557&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13659837/posts/default/117004011392396557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13659837/posts/default/117004011392396557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/2007/01/wedding-get-together.html' title='wedding get-together'/><author><name>KeL-Ly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05241406718324620355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13659837.post-116962748848916204</id><published>2007-01-24T16:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-25T19:36:48.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday VonniE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Von Von,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 20th Birthday!!!&lt;br /&gt;I've known you for like...god knows how long, more than a decade for sure, and i've celebrated most of your birthdays with you, from parties with musical chairs to get-togethers with bottomless booze. Now that's a change. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most importantly,&lt;br /&gt;It's great to have u as my best bud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not just coz we showed up at a family day looking horrendously stupid (especially with the faggot of a clown at the back),&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/1600/246307/kel%20n%20von%20small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/320/739579/kel%20n%20von%20small.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ah~~ our younger days...how i'd hate to get back to that. wtf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not just coz we took cute sticker photos with dumb poses when we're 13,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/1600/237300/kel%20n%20von%20small1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/320/209107/kel%20n%20von%20small1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;omfg, i don't pose well ever.&lt;br /&gt;but, you're only safe with the double peace sign.lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not just coz we share the same love for chocolate ice-creams,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/1600/613180/kel%20n%20von1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/320/288939/kel%20n%20von1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i know i'm always avoiding fattening stuff coz i'm afraid of growing sideways.&lt;br /&gt;but seriously, Chocolate Journey was the bomb, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;isn't it??&lt;br /&gt;isn't it?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not just coz we spend our free time taking pictures with funny poses,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/1600/369496/kel%20n%20von2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/320/757705/kel%20n%20von2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;lemme rephrase that,&lt;br /&gt;funny but irresistibly adorable poses. wtf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For all the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;countless reasons&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/1600/701579/DSC02099.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/320/812715/DSC02099.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i give you my utmost trust,&lt;br /&gt;my tightest hug,&lt;br /&gt;my biggest grin,&lt;br /&gt;and my big fat snorting laugh. wtf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;best of all,&lt;br /&gt;my longest friendship,&lt;br /&gt;belongs to you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, i'll make a mental note to elaborate the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;countless reasons&lt;/span&gt; part in your 21st, 22nd, 34th....56th....78th...bday post.&lt;br /&gt;ah well~ just you wait, it'll take me a lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13659837-116962748848916204?l=kel-ly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/feeds/116962748848916204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13659837&amp;postID=116962748848916204&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13659837/posts/default/116962748848916204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13659837/posts/default/116962748848916204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/2007/01/happy-birthday-vonnie.html' title='Happy Birthday VonniE'/><author><name>KeL-Ly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05241406718324620355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13659837.post-116939733817924789</id><published>2007-01-21T23:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-23T12:29:03.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Housewarming, Toyshop, and 1U</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The other day, we went to Jason Foo's housewarming at his new place in Damansara. (I don't want to be specific in case someone pulls a break-in)&lt;br /&gt;Jason's house needs all the 'warming' it can get, the place is so huge, you'd be cold just standing alone. wtf&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't exaggerating about the part where i said the house is huge. It is in fact so huge, you'd be lost in it. like a maze. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took pictures of the house, but here's the pictures of me and my friends instead.&lt;br /&gt;Gehaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/1600/422604/PICT0687.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/320/770218/PICT0687.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I thought this would qualify for a shampoo-ad,&lt;br /&gt;I was right.&lt;br /&gt;The 'before' for an anti-split-ends shampoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/1600/220760/PICT0700.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/320/985589/PICT0700.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; on Jason's bed with my fav Von.&lt;br /&gt;sounds wrong.&lt;br /&gt;Me n my fav Von on Jason's bed.&lt;br /&gt;better.wtf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/1600/222379/PICT0690.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/320/405657/PICT0690.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Courtyard.&lt;br /&gt;Shouldn't post too much pic of his house la. Later he kena rob. wtf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/1600/240354/PICT0697.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/320/547854/PICT0697.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Self-portraiting with Kat.&lt;br /&gt;I just realized that according to the pic, we're living in the year 1970.&lt;br /&gt;Good work with the camera, Kat, good work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/1600/417192/DSC02052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/320/94437/DSC02052.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kat, Kel, and Von. Posing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/1600/202709/PICT0678.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/320/678279/PICT0678.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;with Jason Foo. Our host for the night ^.^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/1600/780652/DSC02068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/320/394152/DSC02068.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;with Chimney.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Also,  another &lt;font&gt;day, me and Von went helping (if not messing) in Way's family toyshop.&lt;br /&gt;FYI, we did help. Von and I are very gifted at wrapping presents.&lt;br /&gt;Especially if they're in perfect rectangular or square shapes. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;The shop is in BSC by the way. You might want to drop by if you're looking for toys (rare ones too).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/1600/906358/DSC02075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/320/510001/DSC02075.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me. 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onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/1600/255743/DSC02084.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/320/45461/DSC02084.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Von. Working Hard. Period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/1600/221166/DSC02086.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/320/993144/DSC02086.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Way. Not Working.&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After work, the 3 of us headed to 1u for dinner and shopping.&lt;br /&gt;We had dinner at Hachiban Ramen.&lt;br /&gt;This Japanese Ramen Shop isn't entirely Japanese.&lt;br /&gt;The only thing completely ori-Japanese is the songs that are playing in the shop,&lt;br /&gt;Japan chart-toppers,&lt;br /&gt;10 years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Jap food here includes, for instance, Tom Yam Ramen and Deep-Fried Dory Fish Bento.&lt;br /&gt;Those dishes tells you that its blatantly made to suit local tastes.&lt;br /&gt;However, it is still capable to make you drool.&lt;br /&gt;Especially considering how hungry am i at that moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/1600/346476/DSC02091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/320/171277/DSC02091.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's not my puffy-face pose attempt , its Gyoza rolling around in my mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br 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1U'/><author><name>KeL-Ly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05241406718324620355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13659837.post-116886729195004720</id><published>2007-01-15T20:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-19T01:10:49.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>daddy not-dearest</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It's payday for me. Having need to collect my pay for the work that i slaved my ass off on, i coerced Von to go Pyramid with me. While i was driving happily *la la la la la*wtf, me n Von caught a glimpse of a familiar looking car that looks like a raging alcoholic is behind the wheels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Curious, i tried to follow that vehicle, but from the looks of my car, it doesn't even look capable of chasing a tortoise. wtf. So, i decided to drop it before i got me n von killed, especially before i can get my pay. LOL. yeah yeah, its all about the pay. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After i parked my car nicely, the very same vehicle pulled up and parked beside mine, and it was none other than&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/1600/390099/DSC02044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/320/368421/DSC02044.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;don't u just hate it when people squeeze your fat cheeks?&lt;br /&gt;that's me forcing a weak smile. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/1600/633558/DSC02044%283%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/320/478990/DSC02044%283%29.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;payback time.&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;This is probably the last pic i'll take with my 'ai ya' father, coz his leaving to LA = (&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/1600/363885/DSC02044%281%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/320/101305/DSC02044%281%29.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Von with Jordan, her 'ai ya' father&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/1600/372598/DSC02043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/320/912451/DSC02043.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this 2 guys have an eerie resemblance of Juz and Way.&lt;br /&gt;but this guys look better. wtf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and also there is Say Heng, but i refused to take pictures with him.&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooooh, before i forget, lemme continue some pictures from last Maison post,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/1600/303821/DSC06562.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/320/797236/DSC06562.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;with Kat, Yeing, Lum, Jess, and Von&lt;br /&gt;Best Maison kaki 06/07.&lt;br /&gt;08 dono la. wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/1600/954723/SSL10604.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/320/770259/SSL10604.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;with Sherm. germ. sperm. wtf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/1600/398555/DSC06611.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/320/719685/DSC06611.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;a must have pic with Saucey Jason. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/1600/535329/DSC06698.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/320/851808/DSC06698.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;pikachu Edwin.&lt;br /&gt;*Pika pika pikapi*. WTF&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13659837-116886729195004720?l=kel-ly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/feeds/116886729195004720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13659837&amp;postID=116886729195004720&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13659837/posts/default/116886729195004720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13659837/posts/default/116886729195004720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/2007/01/daddy-not-dearest.html' title='daddy not-dearest'/><author><name>KeL-Ly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05241406718324620355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13659837.post-116858972260150559</id><published>2007-01-12T15:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-15T20:55:44.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>girls havin some fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Went to Maison &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;again&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;human congestion on the dance floor &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;again&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;but it's still fun nonetheless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/1600/180047/DSC02016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/320/724129/DSC02016.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;of coz, world peace. wtf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/1600/579907/DSC02008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/320/730954/DSC02008.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;with Jess at Fish'n'Co before Maison&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/1600/645220/DSC02013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/320/779633/DSC02013.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;each with their own agenda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/1600/314184/DSC02027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/320/487483/DSC02027.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;von n jess with their strawberry martini and vodka lime&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;from which i stole a few sips from &gt;.&lt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/1600/187730/DSC02031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/320/583532/DSC02031.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;*ngroar* wtf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/1600/343264/DSC02034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/320/207316/DSC02034.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;with Jia Wayne which i havent seen in a long time. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/1600/455686/DSC02025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/320/335740/DSC02025.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;with Kat, Von, n Jessica taking pictures at the washroom mirror.&lt;br /&gt;n y was i slouching, gosh. ignore it pls. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, i cant get hold of other pictures, where everyone camwhored. wtf&lt;br /&gt;curse my own lousy cameraphone.&lt;br /&gt;T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohhh....Khai Yeing....pics la pics!&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13659837-116858972260150559?l=kel-ly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/feeds/116858972260150559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13659837&amp;postID=116858972260150559&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13659837/posts/default/116858972260150559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13659837/posts/default/116858972260150559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/2007/01/girls-havin-some-fun.html' title='girls havin some fun'/><author><name>KeL-Ly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05241406718324620355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13659837.post-116810085531311753</id><published>2007-01-06T23:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-07T00:31:22.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'>toyshop galore</title><content type='html'>Ever wondered why kids these days are happier?&lt;br /&gt;No, not coz their parents are so busy working the kids get all the freedom, well...okay...that and all the toys they can have. wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toys now are so different than toys last time.&lt;br /&gt;They're more affordable now are there are more to choose from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember begging my mum for some sort of fancy Barbie.&lt;br /&gt;I remember my brothers begging my mum for remote control cars and console games.&lt;br /&gt;Those were the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;it&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;expensive&lt;/span&gt; stuff then.&lt;br /&gt;Now, kids can get it with their pocket money. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pocket money&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I don't even have pocket money back then. All i get is a water tumbler filled with Ribena, a lunch box consisting of bread with peanut butter, and a banana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...the following are pictures of me picking up my childhood right where i left it. In Way's toyshop. wtf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/1600/380391/DSC01988.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/320/464480/DSC01988.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/1600/828103/DSC01992.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/320/30597/DSC01992.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;all mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/1600/556768/DSC01993.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/320/830436/DSC01993.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Barbie in a Versace gown.&lt;br /&gt;mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/1600/244241/DSC01991.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/320/815726/DSC01991.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i share some with von.&lt;br /&gt;i ain't selfish.&lt;br /&gt;besides, what's hers is mine. wtf&lt;br /&gt;except Justin. wtf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;All the above toys are MINE, MINE, MINEEEE.&lt;br /&gt;Now...if only i can pay for it.&lt;br /&gt;ok, guess not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/1600/285251/DSC01997.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/320/577214/DSC01997.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i can only grab a bite at Kuchai Lama Food Court&lt;br /&gt;Also, i got a set of stickers from Way's dad ^.^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;productive day?&lt;br /&gt;u bet.&lt;br /&gt;maybe coz we watched Sinking of Japan and it made me appreciate life more.&lt;br /&gt;Either that or because i got the set of stickers. They're handmade, ok. wtf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13659837-116810085531311753?l=kel-ly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/feeds/116810085531311753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13659837&amp;postID=116810085531311753&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13659837/posts/default/116810085531311753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13659837/posts/default/116810085531311753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/2007/01/toyshop-galore.html' title='toyshop galore'/><author><name>KeL-Ly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05241406718324620355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13659837.post-116765446201478265</id><published>2007-01-01T20:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-06T01:18:05.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy 2007</title><content type='html'>Happy New Year!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must say, i'm still dazed by how 2006 passed so quickly. There is supposedly so much to talk about for the year that has just gone by. Yet, as i sit down alone, i realized that i couldn't put pieces of 06' together, wrap it up, and say goodbye to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its not that i can't let it go, just that the year passed by so quickly i forgot what i needed to remember in order to let go. wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, i did spent a 'year' at Laundry to welcome 07 and it was a blast! The crowd was wild. They made use of the goodie bag (compliments of Laundry) which included the normal noise polluting party gadgets of whistles and paper horn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People started to blow the whistles into each others ears and heck, it was vexing, anyway... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;1 year once ah&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the count down, some started throwing filled ice buckets onto their friends =.= and thrusting their friends into the water fountains =.=" anyway...&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;1 year once ah&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say, the Curve became a mess. Trash everywhere, broken pots and rotten plants, and well, the view is pretty much like the Sinking of Japan wtf (great show by the way), anyway...&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;1 year once ah&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of people were in the Curve, met with lots of friends that i haven't seen for quite some time. It's like a major get-together. but, hope this is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; 1 year once ah&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is celebrating an auspicious occasion without taking pictures?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/1600/111066/PICT0598.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/320/370618/PICT0598.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;with kat n von before night fall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/1600/145201/DSC01970.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/320/156869/DSC01970.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;with Alex and his must-rub hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/1600/436780/DSC01967.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/320/255543/DSC01967.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;with the wild 'cat'...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/1600/125147/DSC01966.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/320/189906/DSC01966.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;... and wye lum, who both dragged me into the crowded dance floor where we became canned sardines.wtf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/1600/699623/DSC01976.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/320/906595/DSC01976.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; bumped into Jason bear!&lt;br /&gt;-was very happy until he started fiddling with my ears. wtf.&lt;br /&gt;...and that's Cheetah at the back, his quite arrogant so there's no point in taking pics with him. lol.&lt;br /&gt;so this is me &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not &lt;/span&gt;taking pics with him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/1600/33195/PICT0610.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/320/429789/PICT0610.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;with william, oldest member in the bunch.&lt;br /&gt;n i tot way was the old man. wtf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/1600/104530/DSC01963.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/320/390105/DSC01963.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this is von n juz without me because i was too busy for them.&lt;br /&gt;as in&lt;br /&gt;too busy taking pictures for them.wtf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/1600/820840/DSC01969.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/320/868995/DSC01969.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;von with way, i rate way okay in this pic coz he doesn't look too perverted. wtf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/1600/276561/31-12-06_2316.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/320/436184/31-12-06_2316.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;with Saucey Jason who turned up to join us for the countdown.&lt;br /&gt;1 year once ah. wtf&lt;br /&gt;also, u still owe me a flaming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/1600/440361/PICT0651.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/320/442893/PICT0651.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arghhh it's all the lightings' fault or Sherman's coz he took the pic!&lt;br /&gt;my terrible complexion T.T&lt;br /&gt;but since its the only pic with the 'melayu gang' members,&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;nvm la&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; 1 year once&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;LOL&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Happy 07'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/13659837-116765446201478265?l=kel-ly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/feeds/116765446201478265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13659837&amp;postID=116765446201478265&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13659837/posts/default/116765446201478265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13659837/posts/default/116765446201478265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/2007/01/happy-2007.html' title='happy 2007'/><author><name>KeL-Ly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05241406718324620355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13659837.post-116728410812314240</id><published>2006-12-28T12:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-31T14:30:29.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>merry christmas and happy new life</title><content type='html'>Am back from Singapore!&lt;br /&gt;The Christmas atmosphere there is great, as usual. The main attraction spots were covered with overwhelming Christmas decoration all and all. But i was hoping that shopping could be better. If only i had fished out more cash somewhere somehow, and if only all those shops offer more stuff to choose from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can never be &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;done&lt;/span&gt; with shopping. ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, at least i bought a number of stuff to pamper myself for the time being ^.^ stuff that i wouldn't spend on back here in Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aih, i couldn't care less and i can't hold back anymore. Gotto continue shopping here in Malaysia coz sales is still all over. Die die also must shop. gehaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. gotto make way for the pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/1600/516028/23-12-06_1527.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/320/779094/23-12-06_1527.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;with Vonnie at a stop in Yong Peng, Johor taking pictures with fishies.wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/1600/94396/DSC01895.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/320/398857/DSC01895.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;with a jewelry x'mas tree in Bugis junction mall.&lt;br /&gt;damn. my chubby face. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/1600/416371/DSC01896.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/320/620319/DSC01896.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;we stay near Bugis St. Market&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/1600/995213/DSC01898.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/320/427408/DSC01898.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;to-die-for Japanese desserts that I drooled over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Christmas eve, Von and I took 10 over mrt stops and a few bus rides heading over to her aunt's at Bukit Batok. It was a fun experience. Mostly due to the efficient Singaporean transportation. *applause* wtf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/1600/70119/DSC01900.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/320/551784/DSC01900.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Von and i got to enjoy a hearty Christmas lunch courtesy of her aunt!&lt;br /&gt;yum turkey pizza yum .&lt;br /&gt;yeah, i'm often happy when it comes to food. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/1600/853724/DSC01903.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/320/486229/DSC01903.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;even their packaging is awesome ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/1600/251360/DSC01905.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/320/975011/DSC01905.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At Von's aunt's place with her cousin. aww~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/1600/551375/DSC01906.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/320/601291/DSC01906.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;her other cousin whose busy with his lollipop.&lt;br /&gt;aww~ eww~ wtf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/1600/92263/DSC01897.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/320/37256/DSC01897.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ass Soup ad wtf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/1600/974636/25-12-06_1208.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/320/63808/25-12-06_1208.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;poser 9 9 pic back at the hotel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/1600/820231/25-12-06_1201.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/320/505968/25-12-06_1201.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me n Kat on Christmas morning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/1600/112124/24-12-06_2346.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/320/660756/24-12-06_2346.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;me n Von with our 'chocolate journey' haagen dazs ice cream.&lt;br /&gt;yummmmmmmm. haha.&lt;br /&gt;all smiles when with ice cream ^.^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/1600/750084/Picture%20010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/320/337456/Picture%20010.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;me n von n kat n tracy with some wheel of fortune.&lt;br /&gt;dono what izzit la, just some excuse to take picture. wtf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/1600/198065/DSC01938.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/320/850389/DSC01938.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;had a fugly looking steamboat dinner on the last night there.&lt;br /&gt;- which is absolutely delicious. wtf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/1600/82144/DSC01924.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/320/590793/DSC01924.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;at Riverside point. wanted to take a pic of the dragon boat.&lt;br /&gt;do u see that dragon boat?&lt;br /&gt;u know what, forget about that damn boat.&lt;br /&gt;in fact, forget about this whole pic.wtf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/1600/51466/DSC01922.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/320/100504/DSC01922.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;at Clark Quay. That's me alright, dark at night but desperately want to take a pic with the masquerade mask themed Christmas tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/1600/219824/DSC01931.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/320/300256/DSC01931.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;with another Christmas tree at Takashimaya.&lt;br /&gt;let's just say, Christmas trees (not presents, and certainly not Santa Claus) is the most important symbol of Christmas to me. Also, the birth of Christ. wtf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/1600/496304/DSC01934.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/320/720083/DSC01934.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this pic? like it. like it. like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More pics will be included to this post if i can get it from Kat and Edwin.&lt;br /&gt;grrrrr. faster gimme ah. argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have a jolly New Year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13659837-116728410812314240?l=kel-ly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/feeds/116728410812314240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13659837&amp;postID=116728410812314240&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13659837/posts/default/116728410812314240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13659837/posts/default/116728410812314240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/2006/12/merry-christmas-and-happy-new-life.html' title='merry christmas and happy new life'/><author><name>KeL-Ly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05241406718324620355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13659837.post-116680325262901952</id><published>2006-12-22T23:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-23T00:16:00.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my new hair. arghh</title><content type='html'>There i was saying that my black hair is a complete disaster, unfortunately, the disaster doesn't end there. After a few washes, my hair started turning into all sorts of colours, from reddish to purplish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fine.&lt;br /&gt;It's just hair colour. I can switch anytime i want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i ended up doing something different again, instead of switching colours, i switched my hairstyle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since i don't have a nice pic to represent my newly cut freaking-ultra-layered hair...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/1600/650203/DSC01877.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/320/507286/DSC01877.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...this will just have to make do for now.&lt;br /&gt;As you can see it looks horrible here, but i decided to put it anyways coz Von's cousin is cute.wtf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/1600/41241/DSC01871.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/320/622468/DSC01871.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And this is Von with her cute-but-annoyed expression,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; because i kept interrupting the process of her hair-do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But behold, coz she made a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;change to her hair.&lt;br /&gt;like&lt;br /&gt;a&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; major &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;change&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Eh, check out her blog soon la if you want to see. I won't advertise her here la.&lt;br /&gt;oh wait. i just did. wtf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Well, i'll be away to S'pore for Christmas, by the time i come back,&lt;br /&gt;i'll show you....&lt;br /&gt;not the stuff that i shopped for la,&lt;br /&gt;but hopefully nice pictures of my hair.&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Sigh&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I miss my not-so-pretty but volume-full hair &lt;/span&gt;T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s:&lt;br /&gt;Remember this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/1600/728478/babykellyxmas25oj.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/320/377959/babykellyxmas25oj.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Merry Christmas and God Speed&lt;br /&gt;^.^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13659837-116680325262901952?l=kel-ly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/feeds/116680325262901952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13659837&amp;postID=116680325262901952&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13659837/posts/default/116680325262901952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13659837/posts/default/116680325262901952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/2006/12/my-new-hair-arghh.html' title='my new hair. arghh'/><author><name>KeL-Ly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05241406718324620355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13659837.post-116662766877146467</id><published>2006-12-20T23:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-20T23:18:42.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PD trip</title><content type='html'>Because of the visit Malaysia 2007 tourism boosting programme, we now have considerably clean beaches in Port Dickson. We'd never knew if not for last week's trip. The trip was great ^.^ What's best is that Von got us a place to stay at her apartment in Marina Crescent, it has a marvelous view!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/1600/631316/DSC01840.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/320/157457/DSC01840.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Marvelous&lt;/span&gt; right view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/1600/705906/DSC01841.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/320/141841/DSC01841.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Marvelous&lt;/span&gt; left view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i'd like to make that blue hooded boat mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We also took a stroll to the Marina Clubhouse where we saw a few ang mohs clad in skimpy swimsuits taking a dip in the fancy pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but we didn't take pictures of them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/1600/135078/DSC01849.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/320/121886/DSC01849.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...because i'm more psyched to take a pic with this dumb fountain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/1600/910220/nini%2C%20kel%2C%20von.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/320/55508/nini%2C%20kel%2C%20von.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;...and with NiNi and Von&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/1600/994793/DSC01845.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/320/19824/DSC01845.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...maybe not with Way though.&lt;br /&gt;you can tell from my body language. wtf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which reminds me i forgot to take a pic with juz,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/1600/982735/DSC01839.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/320/358405/DSC01839.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;but i remembered i snapped a picture of him driving.&lt;br /&gt;So, this should do. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later in the evening, von and I went for BBQ dinner with our ex-primary-classmates at the beach of Sunshine Bay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/1600/148176/IMG_1200.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/320/65238/IMG_1200.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;a small part of 6C class of 99'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/1600/13581/rand%20pics.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/320/768629/rand%20pics.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;some of my classmates&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I took pictures with nearly everyone at the gathering, but forgot to take one with my longest, closest classmate, Von.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, it makes me an award winning best friend.&lt;br /&gt;Nvm la, we're both sick of taking pictures with each other anyway. wtf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, Port Dickson beaches is full of billions and gajillions of icky crawly uber mini red crabs.&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, its practically empty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You might go back though, provided there's another PD Rave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13659837-116662766877146467?l=kel-ly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/feeds/116662766877146467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13659837&amp;postID=116662766877146467&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13659837/posts/default/116662766877146467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13659837/posts/default/116662766877146467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/2006/12/pd-trip.html' title='PD trip'/><author><name>KeL-Ly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05241406718324620355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13659837.post-116637358391230055</id><published>2006-12-17T23:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T00:44:29.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>black is back? hate it</title><content type='html'>The day i finished my last exam paper of SPM back in high school is the day i said goodbye to my black hair. I don't remember my hair ever being jet black, at least, people say it's black when they see me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I disliked that remark. I never looked good in black. It clearly was an insult. wtf.&lt;br /&gt;So ever since then, i've never had black hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't even really remember myself in black hair anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never liked it. I thought it made me look tired.&lt;br /&gt;It also made my big round face look like - a bigger rounder face. like a PAU. like a friggin PAU.&lt;br /&gt;There are times when my eye liner smeared under my eyes, and with the combination of 'the' black hair, i look like freaking PAU- faced marilyn manson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dislike my black hair so much that if i see black roots jutting out of my brown/golden/reddish hair, i'd go touch it up immediately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, i felt like i didn't want my brownish gold hair anymore.&lt;br /&gt;But it hasn't change my perspective about me with black hair. I still &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;don't want&lt;/span&gt; black hair.&lt;br /&gt;Then there's the problem of the black roots starting to show and the white hair increasing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the hell, must do something to it. quick.&lt;br /&gt;Hence, i went for the darkest shade of red. Red right? RED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/1600/937138/DSC01863.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/320/707766/DSC01863.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;but it turned out - black.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/1600/552131/DSC01563.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/320/46143/DSC01563.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;from this&lt;br /&gt;(pls draw your focus on the hair colour and not my pose ok, i'm shy.wtf)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/1600/937138/DSC01863.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/320/707766/DSC01863.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;to this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Should i colour it again and risk getting my hair damaged?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Or&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Should i just live with it and risk getting my looks damaged?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13659837-116637358391230055?l=kel-ly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/feeds/116637358391230055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13659837&amp;postID=116637358391230055&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13659837/posts/default/116637358391230055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13659837/posts/default/116637358391230055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/2006/12/black-is-back-hate-it.html' title='black is back? hate it'/><author><name>KeL-Ly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05241406718324620355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13659837.post-116585587422426250</id><published>2006-12-11T22:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-12T01:25:41.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thinking thoughts for thoughts</title><content type='html'>I mentioned in an early post of mine that i'm easily 'consumed' by movies or dramas i watch.&lt;br /&gt;I indicated in my brief and tasteless introduction on the left hand side of this blog that i am, in fact, a dramaholic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's funny how I can learn something from watching soaps or movies; its like suddenly the character says something and i just &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;feel&lt;/span&gt; it, or like elements from a random movie that just suddenly opened my eyes to certain perspectives towards life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes these thoughts or feelings linger on, but sometimes it is quickly forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;but at least i &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;have&lt;/span&gt; thought about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you're extremely sad, the only thing you'd want to do is get out of that state, fix it, or do whatever it takes to tear that frown away from your face; but you'll never see the reason that cause you that much pain as something positive or pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What i learned is that the next time i feel down or upset, i'd try talking myself into embracing the what could seemingly be a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;deep beautiful melancholy&lt;/span&gt;. Then i'd let every negative emotion and thoughts run through my mind for a while, followed by the complete ridding of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, if i should meet with failure, i'd remind myself to stick around even when i know that i failed, bad. It may seem unconvincing, but failure is only an absence of success, what's important is to make sure success shows up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone knows that life is all about making decisions. Make any if you haven't already, set your course outright, and let the chips fall where they may.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, i understand that lots of things are easier said than done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should probably go to bed.&lt;br /&gt;Thinking does something to my mind - tiring it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wait, here's something cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/1600/200385/DSC01808.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/320/897830/DSC01808.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;manage to take these pictures when kids aren't around destroying it.&lt;br /&gt;don't get me wrong, i like kids, but not if they're gonna spoil the picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/1600/451644/DSC01806.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/320/763937/DSC01806.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Not that i liked Mickey Mouse anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13659837-116585587422426250?l=kel-ly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/feeds/116585587422426250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13659837&amp;postID=116585587422426250&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13659837/posts/default/116585587422426250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13659837/posts/default/116585587422426250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/2006/12/thinking-thoughts-for-thoughts.html' title='thinking thoughts for thoughts'/><author><name>KeL-Ly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05241406718324620355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13659837.post-116566610601020263</id><published>2006-12-09T19:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-09T22:16:47.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sick of being sick</title><content type='html'>Back in the school days, there were times that i really didn't want to attend classes, and i'd always wish i'd come down with some minor sickness just so i can genuinely skip school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those wishes never came true. But, not that any other wishes &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ever &lt;/span&gt;came true. hahaha.  ...sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, this time, those wishes were accumulated and returned to me, so i got it real bad.&lt;br /&gt;I purged badly, puked enough, caught muscle spasms, and nonetheless - a high fever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole thing was tormenting.&lt;br /&gt;For one thing i know now, if i ever have cancer and would have to go through all sorts of treatment, i wud've died halfway during the process.&lt;br /&gt;Its nothing like anything i've been through, even the neck operation i had wasn't half that bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the 1st time, i was really &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; tired.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13659837-116566610601020263?l=kel-ly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/feeds/116566610601020263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13659837&amp;postID=116566610601020263&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13659837/posts/default/116566610601020263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13659837/posts/default/116566610601020263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/2006/12/sick-of-being-sick.html' title='sick of being sick'/><author><name>KeL-Ly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05241406718324620355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13659837.post-116512303381372270</id><published>2006-12-03T12:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T11:48:29.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>jobs, bbq, happy face.</title><content type='html'>i know that i can be very very dependable. okay, maybe not very very, just very. wtf. For some reason, people (promoters in Parkson) keep insisting that i take over their perfume counters so they could take their leaves, or do whatever they want. So it is made believe that i am in fact, very dependable.wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since i get to smell good most of the time and earn a few extra bucks out of it, i shouldn't complain about these jobs. Its also pretty relaxing since i get to sit. i get to SIT. i can &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SIT&lt;/span&gt;. muahahha.wtf. With the bruises and blisters all over my foot, getting a job where i can sit is a BiG thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything seems to fall into place lately, from holiday plans to shopping to eating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n when i say eating, its none other than BBQ plaza. Von, Juz, n I went to try it out, n we simply did not regret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/1600/623867/DSC01764.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/320/217089/DSC01764.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The empty hot plate.&lt;br /&gt;When its packed, it should probably look like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7422/1139/1600/275254/DSC01765.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/320/DSC01765.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Voila.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, its a picture taken off the menu,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;i was busy eating i didn't take any pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*gehaha*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13659837-116512303381372270?l=kel-ly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/feeds/116512303381372270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13659837&amp;postID=116512303381372270&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13659837/posts/default/116512303381372270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13659837/posts/default/116512303381372270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/2006/12/jobs-bbq-happy-face.html' title='jobs, bbq, happy face.'/><author><name>KeL-Ly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05241406718324620355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13659837.post-116480923665245283</id><published>2006-11-29T21:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T22:48:44.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it must be Deja Vu</title><content type='html'>Just like the Death Note movie, i get to watch Deja Vu yesterday coz' my mum had complimentary tickets to the special screening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who hasn't heard of Deja Vu...ok, maybe it's just me...i didn't know it existed until my mum told me about it. gehaha. I think i was rather disconnected from 'the life' because my job has got odd working hours that doesn't accommodate time and space for social activities T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, this movie ain't got no Beyonce flipping-her-hair-showing-off-her-ostentatious-dance-moves nonsense. It stars Denzel Washington and Val Kilmer(but u may not recognize him from his sexier days as Batman because his grown sideways, alot). But i'm not gonna provide spoilers for the movie, since most get to catch it from this thursday onwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll just cut to the chase - it's a good show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm...speaking of so...&lt;br /&gt;i swear i remember myself writing a post like that. same situation. same environment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.....guess it's deja vu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i watched the movie Battle of the Wits (which stars Andy Lau) together with my ex- schoolmates, and met up with Von. She gave me a make up session, and i felt like a swan. wtf. okay no, maybe i don't. but Clinique's stuff is really worth its price. Which is why i may invest some of my cash on the products. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so,&lt;br /&gt;life is good. period.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13659837-116480923665245283?l=kel-ly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/feeds/116480923665245283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13659837&amp;postID=116480923665245283&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13659837/posts/default/116480923665245283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13659837/posts/default/116480923665245283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/2006/11/it-must-be-deja-vu.html' title='it must be Deja Vu'/><author><name>KeL-Ly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05241406718324620355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13659837.post-116420954835661980</id><published>2006-11-22T23:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-25T01:35:10.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yay no more 10 to 10s</title><content type='html'>Thank God!&lt;br /&gt;No more 10 to 10 jobs for me. at least for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the positive thing about the job was that i can bathe in perfumes.&lt;br /&gt;the negative thing about the job is that i'm sick of perfumes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/1600/DSC01749.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/320/DSC01749.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;vonnie, and the only day she worked with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/1600/DSC01751.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/320/DSC01751.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this is me. obviously looking bored and pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good news is, i'd be working in the Ralph Lauren counter for a few weekends....in flexible hours of course, and i'm my own boss for those days. muahahhaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Now i can nicely upload pics and talk about Maison.&lt;br /&gt;i know, i know, its late.&lt;br /&gt;but i &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;am&lt;/span&gt; a procrastinator so i'm just gonna keep to my word and be one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/1600/kel%2C%20kat%2C%20von.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/320/kel%2C%20kat%2C%20von.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i know i look weird, but kat n von looked nice, hence the pic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/1600/IMG_0300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/320/IMG_0300.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;von, juz, cheetah, me n kat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/1600/DSC01739.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/320/DSC01739.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;with darren tan.&lt;br /&gt;cheh, i shud've made a look also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/1600/DSC01743.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/320/DSC01743.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;with their friend (coz i dono his name &gt;.&lt;), chris and darren tan...again. wtf  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13659837-116420954835661980?l=kel-ly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/feeds/116420954835661980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13659837&amp;postID=116420954835661980&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13659837/posts/default/116420954835661980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13659837/posts/default/116420954835661980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/2006/11/yay-no-more-10-to-10s.html' title='yay no more 10 to 10s'/><author><name>KeL-Ly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05241406718324620355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13659837.post-116351953237376459</id><published>2006-11-14T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T21:44:11.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'>job trauma</title><content type='html'>I lost a job before i can obtain it. feel like killing myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because they fooled me with the position of customer service into direct-sales.&lt;br /&gt;i cant deal with the job honestly. Having people slamming the door on my team leader's face is already embaressing enough, how can i stand those people slamming it on my face leaving a gust of wind behind, messing up my hair?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;point is, no to direct sales. daym. feel like killing myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so today, i bid goodbye to my training cum 2nd interview, n to my thick-skinned team leader (being thick skinned is working very well for her, so if anyone would say that she's thick-skinned or shameless, she'd take it as a compliment in the highest honour), but i respect her, because it takes a fiery gut to become a person like she is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sadly though, job pursuit is back in progress T.T aih. feel like killing myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. nuff of those morbid thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow is another day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;----------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YES IT IS.&lt;br /&gt;because i just received a call, i'm starting work tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;gehahahhaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yayayayayayay&lt;br /&gt;will only tok about Maison for the next post then. *all smiles~*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13659837-116351953237376459?l=kel-ly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/feeds/116351953237376459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13659837&amp;postID=116351953237376459&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13659837/posts/default/116351953237376459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13659837/posts/default/116351953237376459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/2006/11/job-trauma.html' title='job trauma'/><author><name>KeL-Ly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05241406718324620355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13659837.post-116239310497961122</id><published>2006-11-01T22:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-03T02:07:27.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the wedding</title><content type='html'>it was a pretty hectic Sunday. My bro is offically married.&lt;br /&gt;but it practically took the life out of me. I was mainly busy being a chaffeur and had part of the responsibility to make sure everything is going well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, its probably the only day in my life that i've climbed my staircase about 50times in one afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and tis the day i realized that my house can fit more than 50people. bizarre. n to think sometimes i feel so big-sized that the living room can only fit me. alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since the Overseas Restaurant had 2 weddings, things were a little messed up.&lt;br /&gt;ok, i was lying, it was quite mixed up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's this man who is our guest. He came happily,  but ended up sitting at someone else's wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's this man who is not our guest. He came happily,  and almost ended up sitting at my brother's wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I almost choked on my tea, while Von just stared blankly. *_*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once everything is done, i nearly miss my first dish.&lt;br /&gt;i even missed out on a moronic show that the restaurant arranged for the guests.&lt;br /&gt;There's those restaurant employees who dressed like the manchurian dynasty royal family, and also the eunuchs (how can i forget the eunuchs), but clearly they weren't professionals, coz they didn't shave off the front half of their hair. wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The food was great, something i least expect in a wedding dinner. most weddings have c-grade food but good liquor. n we had both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n that's the reason my drunk brother had to spare a hotel room for his bunch of drunk friends.&lt;br /&gt;kaki botol kecoh, alcoholics are a nuisance.wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weddings are supposedly fun.&lt;br /&gt;You get to shake hands and make friends with a whole bunch of people, and you'd forget them completely after u gulp down a few glasses of whiskey and wine mix. No strings attached, because they'd do the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least there weren't any wedding crashers, but if there was gonna be one and he looks like Vince Vaughn, i'll make him a eunuch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, i wasn't around to keep up the mess .&lt;br /&gt;so fortunately, i wasn't around for those drunkards to throw up at my face, on my new dress, or on my pretty gold shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/1600/DSC01667.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/320/DSC01667.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The specially ordered wedding bears for the wedding car deco&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/1600/DSC01672.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/320/DSC01672.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;saying their 'I DO's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/1600/DSC01680.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/320/DSC01680.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;cutting the 3 tier 'real' cake.&lt;br /&gt;n I get to keep and eat the bottom 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/1600/DSC01711.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/320/DSC01711.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's the proof. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/1600/DSC01686.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/320/DSC01686.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;me before the dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/1600/DSC01690.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/320/DSC01690.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;von at the dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/1600/DSC01702.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/320/DSC01702.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;typical chinese wedding *yuuuuuuummmm( x 10,000).....seng* session.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/1600/29-10-06_2144.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/320/29-10-06_2144.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;me n von in the hotel washroom.&lt;br /&gt;its creepy but since i get a nice picture out of it...to hell with the creepiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/1600/29-10-06_2238.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/320/29-10-06_2238.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;me, dad, bibi, mum, and aunty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;There's lots of other pics , but i havent got them yet thanks to my married brother *_*&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully i will update with other nice pics once i get my hands on them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meanwhile, u can enjoy and admire these pictures 1st. or not. wtf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13659837-116239310497961122?l=kel-ly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/feeds/116239310497961122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13659837&amp;postID=116239310497961122&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13659837/posts/default/116239310497961122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13659837/posts/default/116239310497961122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/2006/11/wedding.html' title='the wedding'/><author><name>KeL-Ly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05241406718324620355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13659837.post-116136927619740163</id><published>2006-10-21T00:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-21T18:19:07.678+08:00</updated><title type='text'>arang spoilers, major ones.</title><content type='html'>Am bored now. So i shall give you the complete spoilers of Korean Movie -Arang.&lt;br /&gt;My obsession for Lee Dong Wook made me watch his 1st movie, which is a horror flick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FYI, i'm a sore loser at watching horror movies. Ask any of my friends and you'll know, for instance, i always cover my eyes with my fingers, allowing only lil fragments of the movie screen to be seen (mainly just the subtitles).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, i hate horror movies, but i usually like the story. So i go for the story, n spend the rest of the week trembling in fear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As far as i'm concerned, Arang is not listed in the 'coming soon' movie category at any cinemas. So technically, i'm allowed to be a nosy movie spoiler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hancinema.net/korean_movie_Arang.php" title="Arang"&gt; Arang &lt;/a&gt;  stars Song Yun-Ah and Lee Dong Wook (these characters aren't new to k-drama enthusiasts) but if you must know, Lee Dong Wook is the guy in those avatars i have, the one that goes blinking 'LDW' with a small love. wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;blinking.blinking.blinking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok continue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arang is based on a legend 400 years ago in Korea, where a magistrate in a small village took the initiative to investigate the death of a young women, despite learning previous magistrates died having taken the position there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this guy was constantly haunted by a female spirit, that led to his investigation. He eventually found the body of the women, but it was perfectly preserved. It is said that due to the deep resentment that she kept in her all over the years that her body refuses to....let nature take its course (bizarre *.* ).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the modified version goes something like this,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A girl called Min Jung has a close to perfect life, a boyfriend who loves her dearly, and a best friend that she could confide in. Little did she know that her best friend is madly in love with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One fine day, the best friend found Min Jung getting jiggy with the boyfriend in an abandoned salt house. The poor guy had his heart shred to pieces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then comes this night, a bunch of perverted bastards from their high school decided to gang bang Min Jung, and invited him to videotape the whole scene. Seeing as how he himself was upset with the girl, he agreed (what an idiot =.= ).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, when they were halfway doing Min Jung, her boyfriend went to the scene and tried to save her, he was outnumbered and was beaten to death instead. Soon after, cops raid the place. The best friend fled leaving the video recorder behind. All the other people who were involved got away because their parents were highly ranked in the society.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Min Jung, who was already a lil mental because of the demise of her boyfriend, was even more troubled when she became pregnant. A chief police in the province, thinking she brought shame to the family (its a must for Koreans to portray their controversial culture), and at the same time, receiving bribe money to cover up the case, locked her up at the same place she got jiggy with her boyfriend and she died buried under a massive pile of salt that fell on her. ( it was mainly her own fault because she shook the doors in the wooden house vigorously that led to the fall of the salt.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9 years later, Song Yun-Ah and Lee Dong Wook's character (both police) was assigned to investigate weird murder cases that are linked. The victims are, of course, those who were involved in that gang bang freak show 9 years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, here comes the whole jawdropper to the movie.&lt;br /&gt;When i said whole, i meant the complete answer to the riddle of this movie.&lt;br /&gt;And i completely expected it after only reading the synopsis of this movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole investigation led to Yun-Ah's character, So Young, to find the real murderer, who is none other than Lee Dong Wook's character, Hyun Ki. He was Min Jung's best friend, the photographer who used 9 years of his life to avenge the death of his loved one and to look for Min Jung's body. Poor guy had no idea where she went missing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hyun Ki initiated the hallucinations of ghosts haunting and killing those guys by using an illegal drug prescription. The drug caused hallucinations so severe that its fatal to its victims ( they hallucinated that the ghost strangled them, but they were inflicting it to themselves.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When So Young finally found out the truth, she went searching for Hyun Ki, only to find that he had the chief police taken hostage. He held him at gunpoint and threatened him to dig up Min Jung's body at the salt house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hyun Ki was yet again shattered at the sight of Min Jung's body, well preserved under the pile of salt. What's freaky is that Min Jung's half-matured baby was seen hanging out of her private area. Also well preserved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another foreseen part - Hyun Ki killed himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The storyline isn't really that remarkable. Its like a mixture of some other Asian horror flicks. The only thing that appealed to me was Lee Dong Wook. But the character that he played practically left me in tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want specifications, its best that you watch it.&lt;br /&gt;because, i can't describe those horror images and shock scenes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how can i describe something that i was to afraid to see anyway. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/1600/arang1.4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/320/arang1.4.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/1600/arang3.4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/320/arang3.4.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This was when So Young and Hyun Ki dug up the video tape of the rape scene from the stomach of a dog. Apparently, the perpetrator let his dog eat the evidence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/1600/arang4.4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/320/arang4.4.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is Min Jung and that's the salt house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/1600/arang2.4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/320/arang2.4.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I shouldn't have watched it T.T...i'd rather keep the curiousity of the 'coolness' off this poster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/1600/leedongwook1.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/320/leedongwook1.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The murderer. The hot murderer.&lt;br /&gt;The hot murderer that i adore. wtf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Maybe i should watch again if its showed in the cinema.&lt;br /&gt;Just to see him shoot himself again. wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13659837-116136927619740163?l=kel-ly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/feeds/116136927619740163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13659837&amp;postID=116136927619740163&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13659837/posts/default/116136927619740163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13659837/posts/default/116136927619740163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/2006/10/arang-spoilers-major-ones.html' title='arang spoilers, major ones.'/><author><name>KeL-Ly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05241406718324620355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13659837.post-116114242838531804</id><published>2006-10-18T11:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T14:14:37.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>back from Tawau</title><content type='html'>Tawau - home of nature and ocean treasure (or something like that)&lt;br /&gt;this was on a billboard advertisement a few miles from Tawau Airport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pah. it stands for empty and isolated. i assure u with that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'No's in Tawau:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No cybercafes (i don't even think they got local area network)&lt;br /&gt;No shopping malls&lt;br /&gt;No proper food (except for prawn and crab...they're effing good)&lt;br /&gt;No nice beaches...(wait lemme re-phrase that...NO BEACHES)&lt;br /&gt;No day life&lt;br /&gt;No night life&lt;br /&gt;No way i'm going back there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously...i went there for 4 days and it felt like it was 8&lt;br /&gt;The only funtertainment i get is from HBO in the hotel room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entourage. Damn. if it wasn't because i was stranded in the hotel room i would never learn about a series this good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still if there was a choice, i'd rather spend my days not knowing what Tawau was like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I ended up buying junk food that costs twice as much from the ones in W.M'sia and spent 3 whole days eating while watching tv.&lt;br /&gt;N whenever i got bored of that, i take a bath.&lt;br /&gt;If i'm tired of both, i'll sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's suppose to be an hour difference from W.Msia. By the time Tawau hits 5pm, its like 7pm in W.Msia. Night at 6. N shops closes at bout 4. You tell me la, where got life likdat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To think that there's a population of approx. 200k there. how did they survive?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All n all la....i just hope my brother and my sis in law is happy.&lt;br /&gt;Afterall, the purpose of this trip was their wedding anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/1600/DSC01593.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/320/DSC01593.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;sis' in law's twin nephews...effing cute.wtf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since we had plenty of time and nothing to do, might as well camwhore la...it runs in the family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/1600/DSC01619.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/320/DSC01619.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;mum n i&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/1600/DSC01617.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/320/DSC01617.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;big bro n i&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/1600/DSC01598.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/320/DSC01598.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;^.^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/1600/DSC01628.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/320/DSC01628.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&gt;.&lt;  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/1600/DSC01608.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/320/DSC01608.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;mum n dad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/1600/DSC01638.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/320/DSC01638.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;tawau airport...hey i dint take pics of anywhere else...so might as well la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/1600/DSC01622.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/320/DSC01622.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;oh yah. n this. stupid street name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/1600/DSC01636.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/320/DSC01636.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;1st time i see army jeep ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/1600/DSC01639.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/320/DSC01639.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my bibi n i waiting to leave Tawau, finally T.T.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;There's many other nice pics. of me. wtf...but i don have them with me now. arghhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later la ok. mm hm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;****    **    ****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It's my mom's bday today but unfortunately, no pictures...coz we...FORGOT. wtf&lt;br /&gt;= /&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, my bro's weird freak coursemate stole his mobile phone in ss15 subang's Go Academy.&lt;br /&gt;little did he know that his entire act was caught on the cctv.&lt;br /&gt;wat an idiot.&lt;br /&gt;needless to say, my brother is furious. he claims that his gonna kick that ass'...ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13659837-116114242838531804?l=kel-ly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/feeds/116114242838531804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13659837&amp;postID=116114242838531804&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13659837/posts/default/116114242838531804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13659837/posts/default/116114242838531804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/2006/10/back-from-tawau.html' title='back from Tawau'/><author><name>KeL-Ly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05241406718324620355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13659837.post-116067678706360697</id><published>2006-10-13T01:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T02:13:07.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Bday sAb!</title><content type='html'>sAb's Birthday falls on the double 10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although its late here in my blog, HAPPY BDAY SAB!&lt;br /&gt;muaxxxx banyak banyak yea. wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awww...chimmy is another year older.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/1600/DSC01573.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/320/DSC01573.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                                                                                            Me n sAb at RedBox&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/1600/DSC01567.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/320/DSC01567.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                 sab all prepared to sing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/1600/DSC01569.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/320/DSC01569.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                          We bumped into Kat =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/1600/DSC01571.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/320/DSC01571.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                             Sabby with her cakey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/1600/DSC01575.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/320/DSC01575.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                     with Jason also =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/1600/DSC01577.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/320/DSC01577.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                        Happy Faces ^.^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/1600/10-10-06_1559.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/320/10-10-06_1559.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                                             Me, sAb, n my winter love at Halo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/1600/DSC01579.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/320/DSC01579.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                        I Caught A Star!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, i didn't finish my song list in Redbox...either i didn't remember them, or there weren't much time. However, i did get to sing a few numbers that i've been dying to let it off my chest. Gawd, just like keeping a secret.wtf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, a lil' update from me, but not as if there's anything fresh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assignments are piling up as usual, and i'm done complaining. Bcoz no matter how much i complain, the quantity would never cut down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since i'm all already worked up about Uni and its work, might as well publicly announce that i resent everything there is to the SAC Club of TCPJ, maybe not the members, but the issues. the dilemmas. and every god-darn meeting they force upon us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, i'll be temporarily ditching my life here in KL.&lt;br /&gt;I'll be flying off to Sabah early on Saturday, and coming back to hellhole of assignments on tuesday. Sigh*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only i was going somewhere further...like...KOREA! muahahahahah&lt;br /&gt;Crap, i'm too obsessed with Korea right now. All these drama and music mambo jumbo is really getting into me. I've been pestering my mum about it at least twice a day, and also Yvonne coz her uncle is there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sighs*~...cannot go Korea also nvm...i can't even get my hands on my fav dvd. &gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;last one left on the shelf ok? gawd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna get psycho la k bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13659837-116067678706360697?l=kel-ly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/feeds/116067678706360697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13659837&amp;postID=116067678706360697&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13659837/posts/default/116067678706360697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13659837/posts/default/116067678706360697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/2006/10/happy-bday-sab.html' title='Happy Bday sAb!'/><author><name>KeL-Ly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05241406718324620355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13659837.post-116032190398328139</id><published>2006-10-08T22:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-08T23:44:59.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'>whole load of crap</title><content type='html'>Its gonna be the end of this semester....it is happy yet frustrating&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy coz i get about 3 months off.&lt;br /&gt;Frustrating coz i got a hell load of assignments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who was i to blame...i picked this course myself.&lt;br /&gt;I thought this was the easier/smoother/stress-free way out.&lt;br /&gt;I guess my brother was right when he said that,&lt;br /&gt;everywhere you study, they're just gonna offer the same ol' crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But hey, at least i get to play multiple roles like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;reporter&lt;br /&gt;coroner&lt;br /&gt;natural disaster victim&lt;br /&gt;host of popular singing competition&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;guest star of a tv show&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for my presentation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which reminds me that&lt;br /&gt;I sucked badly for all roles except for 1.&lt;br /&gt;Some of my classmates thought i was pretty good at it.&lt;br /&gt;I played a rude and obnoxious guest star who happens to be a complete bitch and racist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder why was i good at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiyah, i shouldn't ponder about a presentation that i already DID.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What's done is done. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eff-ing Shakespeare's Macbeth crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bottomline, I should be worrying for all my other 4689712658927058979 assignments that i barely touched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, i'm getting cold feet.&lt;br /&gt;It made me feel worse to know that i'll be going away to east Malaysia for 4 days doing nothing but&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; eating, drinking, sleeping, sight-seeing, buying stuff i don't need&lt;/span&gt;, while the others are working their asses off here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wait, i just made myself feel better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13659837-116032190398328139?l=kel-ly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/feeds/116032190398328139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13659837&amp;postID=116032190398328139&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13659837/posts/default/116032190398328139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13659837/posts/default/116032190398328139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/2006/10/whole-load-of-crap.html' title='whole load of crap'/><author><name>KeL-Ly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05241406718324620355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13659837.post-115987324033566929</id><published>2006-10-03T18:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-04T12:45:07.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dangerous yummies, yummily dangerous</title><content type='html'>I was upset when i received this e-mail from my mum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As some of you might have already came across this email, you would know that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of our favourite snacks are CANCEROUS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like most of the old folks would say, food that you think is yummy has no nutrition, food u think its yucky has them from A to Zink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/1600/Pocky1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/320/Pocky1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;cancerous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/1600/Pocky3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/320/Pocky3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;cancerous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/1600/Pocky4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/320/Pocky4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;cancerous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/1600/pocky2.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/320/pocky2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;especially cancerous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you do when you wake up at night, you feel absolutely hungry, you hate cooking, Maggi went bankrupt, all the mamak + 24 hour stores got burned down near your place?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, you look for Nissin Cup Noodles.&lt;br /&gt;I myself would recommend chilli crab and tom yum flavour. yum-mm-yee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's cancerous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever wondered why Yvonne always stayed up late, but she never replies your msn messages?&lt;br /&gt;No, she's not asleep.&lt;br /&gt;She's busy devouring a whole big pack of Yakico cuttlefish snacks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also cancerous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you eat also you die, don eat also die, might as well eat and die then become a happy ghost, and have no regrets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;speaking of living life with no regrets,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Just the other day, a friend was confirmed as a kidnap cum murder victim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;People who has been affected by this came to develop all sorts of mixed feelings, for some it was sorrow, for some it was frustration, the others may include anger, fear, disbelief, and denial. The denial was not because of the fact that a friend had passed on, but more to the way he was forced to die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Call me anything, but I actually felt ashamed to be alive and well. Some people who have left this world probably had more will and hope to live on when they were still fighting against their cruel fate. And i thought i had a couple of nasty things to deal with myself, but that all seems so conspicuously measly now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since we can't fight fate, might as well live it up before fate catches up with us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13659837-115987324033566929?l=kel-ly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/feeds/115987324033566929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13659837&amp;postID=115987324033566929&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13659837/posts/default/115987324033566929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13659837/posts/default/115987324033566929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/2006/10/dangerous-yummies-yummily-dangerous.html' title='dangerous yummies, yummily dangerous'/><author><name>KeL-Ly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05241406718324620355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13659837.post-115937433965374136</id><published>2006-09-27T23:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-28T00:25:39.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'>standing in the eyes of the world</title><content type='html'>I took a trip down to KLCC the other day and had a sight of the Petronas Twin Towers. Honestly, I think that's the only remarkable thing able to signify Malaysia. Gotto give it some credit since it used to be the world's tallest building before Taipei 101 took the title over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so, to avoid looking like a lame local tourist, i took pictures behind closed doors in the car with my camera phone on silent mode to shut the snapping sound. wtf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/1600/DSC01520.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/320/DSC01520.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/1600/DSC01524.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/320/DSC01524.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/1600/DSC01522.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/320/DSC01522.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;-------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, a friend passed away in a tragic incident.&lt;br /&gt;So i urge you to be careful wherever you are, with whom you befriend with, and always have eyes at the back of your head, because when you least expect it....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my point is, just be safe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13659837-115937433965374136?l=kel-ly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/feeds/115937433965374136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13659837&amp;postID=115937433965374136&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13659837/posts/default/115937433965374136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13659837/posts/default/115937433965374136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/2006/09/standing-in-eyes-of-world.html' title='standing in the eyes of the world'/><author><name>KeL-Ly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05241406718324620355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13659837.post-115892779994184430</id><published>2006-09-22T19:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-22T20:23:20.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'>T.T</title><content type='html'>It's the peak season of the year where i'm gonna spend alot of money....besides for Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i'll mention 'peak season' again in my Christmas post next time. There's a scarcity of choice words in my vocabulary, or maybe, my brain has got no capacity for new words, coz its all jam-packed with bits of lousy Korean language i'm dying to learn and remember, and scenes from my favourite drama.wtf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;any-hoo...i know i have a wretched life. because i know so.&lt;br /&gt;y else was i given a life without extra money?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people living in poverty will start tsk-tsking me and, worsed off, kill me if they see this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i wasn't joking about spending money. its a must.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A MUST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i sound so determined...but yet i'm still hesitant. i felt like i betrayed my own words. wtf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah, what the hell, i'm gonna splurge anyway, life's too short to be stingy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since i'll not be visiting Korea, Hong Kong and Aussie anytime soon...might as well. Still i need to start saving up all the more if i intend to do so....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img77.imageshack.us/img77/8034/ttvn6.gif" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wish me luck in doing so~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13659837-115892779994184430?l=kel-ly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/feeds/115892779994184430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13659837&amp;postID=115892779994184430&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13659837/posts/default/115892779994184430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13659837/posts/default/115892779994184430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/2006/09/tt.html' title='T.T'/><author><name>KeL-Ly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05241406718324620355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13659837.post-115856984863126227</id><published>2006-09-18T16:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-19T00:12:57.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'>another weeks gone</title><content type='html'>Another week has gone by...n now....&lt;br /&gt;back to those mentally tormenting classes in TCPJ...as if the location itself doesn't suck enough...&lt;br /&gt;*drops a big fat sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least i did something meaningful in class today&lt;br /&gt;let's re-cap what i did:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. slept in class (pretty tough if u asked me, the eff-ing lecturer kept her eagle eyes locked on me, i can't even drool properly wtf)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. ate in class (i can't help it, those keropok ikan a.k.a fish chips were too tempting)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. drifted away in my own thoughts (which is becoming quite at hand for me, so call me the new Drift King, no, Queen wtf)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. went to the washroom more than twice i think (my bladder has always been a trouble, but that's not the reason why i went)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now wasn't that meaningful?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who am i kidding? it's foiled with sadness and nonetheless, patheticness.&lt;br /&gt;Let's just stick to me being unconscious of my overwhelmingly dreadful life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to some happy crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Justin's 21st Bday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had a blast eating at Fridays, i practically needed to prick my thumb because of indigestion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/1600/DSC01488.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/320/DSC01488.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;its a must for us to take pics ei&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/1600/DSC01492.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/320/DSC01492.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Justin's Bday cake...&lt;br /&gt;i regretted not eating it, so not me to turn down yummy yummies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/1600/17-09-06_0003.8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/320/17-09-06_0003.8.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;everyone that turned up ^.^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/1600/DSC01489.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/320/DSC01489.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ohh...not to forget Von and Juz's new hammies, Vonnie n Stinny. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13659837-115856984863126227?l=kel-ly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/feeds/115856984863126227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13659837&amp;postID=115856984863126227&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13659837/posts/default/115856984863126227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13659837/posts/default/115856984863126227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/2006/09/another-weeks-gone_18.html' title='another weeks gone'/><author><name>KeL-Ly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05241406718324620355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13659837.post-115782294354598261</id><published>2006-09-10T00:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-10T01:57:40.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stupid names for stupid snacks</title><content type='html'>Introducing,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/1600/DSC01468.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/320/DSC01468.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;O.KE POTATO CHIPS!&lt;br /&gt;chips with a lame name and 4 lame flavours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If Yvonne Kua were to brand her own potato chips:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I HATE YOU CHIPS&lt;/span&gt;. (available in the most detestable flavours to anyone she's friends with.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If Justin Chew were to brand his own potato chips:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SWEAT CHIPS.&lt;/span&gt; (which really sounds wrong...n disgusting.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If Kathryn Soo were to brand her own potato chips:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PAPE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; CHIPS&lt;/span&gt;. (pronounced as 'pahpee' but preferably known as BIMBO CHIPS. with 0% fat.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;If Leroy Tan were to brand his own potato chips:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WTF CHIPS&lt;/span&gt;. (without a doubt.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND the list goes on....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BUT If&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kelly Tey&lt;/span&gt;, were to brand my own potato chips, it'll be called....*drum rolls*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kerepek Ubi Kentang Berperisa Syok Pedas Sial Masam Masin Manis Cap Pompuan Cantik.&lt;/span&gt; wtf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wicked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/13659837-115782294354598261?l=kel-ly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/feeds/115782294354598261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13659837&amp;postID=115782294354598261&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13659837/posts/default/115782294354598261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13659837/posts/default/115782294354598261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/2006/09/stupid-names-for-stupid-snacks.html' title='stupid names for stupid snacks'/><author><name>KeL-Ly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05241406718324620355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13659837.post-115737130463517066</id><published>2006-09-04T19:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T20:03:52.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>merdeka genting firecrackers n all that crap</title><content type='html'>Blogging seems impossible nowadays plus the fact that i'm so gawd-darn lazy. Uni has been an ass, and so is the assignments. I have so much respect for Von who seem to find time to update no matter what; and so is sAb with all of her posts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N so...my ever so delayed Genting Post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/1600/DSC01387.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/320/DSC01387.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Looks like this is where i'll be going after i die.LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/1600/Picture%20004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/320/Picture%20004.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;all psyched up for Merdeka.lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/1600/DSC01419.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/320/DSC01419.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;firecrackers that cracked on my head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/1600/DSC01407.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/320/DSC01407.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this reminds me of F4's Meteor Rain. Which apparently...sucked.&lt;br /&gt;but,&lt;br /&gt;*psst psst Von....its pink* wtf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/1600/DSC01429.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/320/DSC01429.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; U heard bout the 'visitor' that appears in pictures taken in Genting? Maybe not.&lt;br /&gt;But maybe you've seen Shutter...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's all sAb.wtf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/1600/31-08-06_0025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/320/31-08-06_0025.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The girls &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/1600/Picture%20016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/320/Picture%20016.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The group ^.^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/1600/DSC01392.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/320/DSC01392.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;n the Clowns.wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13659837-115737130463517066?l=kel-ly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/feeds/115737130463517066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13659837&amp;postID=115737130463517066&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13659837/posts/default/115737130463517066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13659837/posts/default/115737130463517066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/2006/09/merdeka-genting-firecrackers-n-all.html' title='merdeka genting firecrackers n all that crap'/><author><name>KeL-Ly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05241406718324620355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13659837.post-115684033512967446</id><published>2006-08-29T15:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-29T16:32:15.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>good ol' childhood days</title><content type='html'>U remember when you were still young u used to be obsessed with certain cartoons?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For my eldest brother, it used to be Thundercats and Transformers. He wud save his pocket money to buy any collectibles that he could find...most of them doesn't cost over rm10. He is currently still obsessed with Tranformers n spends more than rm1000 for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For my 2nd brother, it was dragonball. I remember that he used to collect schillings to buy shining cards out of the card vending machine. Then he spends his money on comics and video games. Then he applies it into real life when he started to use ka-me-ha-me-ha-orang-super-saya-ka-mi-ka-ze-wtf crap on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, when i was 4 or 5, it was My Little Pony, Carebears, and Jem cartoons. They were the bomb. I'd even wake up at 8am for those. Does anyone even remember Jem? This girl who is a superstar with a great job, hot guy, minor obstacles, and a fab life? LoL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya. for the record. i used to love barbie dolls as well. i mean, which lil' girl doesnt?&lt;br /&gt;those were the innocent days no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/1600/DSC01365.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/320/DSC01365.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;get a load of this kid wtf&lt;br /&gt;being obsessed with perfect figure dolls are way better than being in love with a big fat obnoxious cat.&lt;br /&gt;Still, his cute hugging the cat isn't he? AwWww EWw wtf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I shall not cover the story and pictures of the Futsal match on Sunday. Click on &lt;a href="http://www.eternity-yvonne.blogspot.com" title="vonji"&gt;vOnNie &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;a href="http://www.sab-rina.blogspot.com" title="sabchi"&gt;sAbby's&lt;/a&gt; blog if u must know. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...we're using Merdeka as an excuse to go genting again.LOL. PJ/KL is like &lt;a href="http://www.babykathryn.blogspot.com/" title="MeoW"&gt; Kat's Confession&lt;/a&gt; , too hot to handle.wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13659837-115684033512967446?l=kel-ly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/feeds/115684033512967446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13659837&amp;postID=115684033512967446&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13659837/posts/default/115684033512967446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13659837/posts/default/115684033512967446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/2006/08/good-ol-childhood-days.html' title='good ol&apos; childhood days'/><author><name>KeL-Ly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05241406718324620355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13659837.post-115630899570206309</id><published>2006-08-23T12:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-23T16:31:56.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>batman beneath still waters with crap</title><content type='html'>I promise never to leave my blog 'un-updated' for more than a week.&lt;br /&gt;I also want to take this opportunity to apologise becoz all my posts are dry and random, but basically, just moronic. Forgive me, but also congratulate me for such an achievement wtf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;feature movies of the week&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Beneath Still Waters&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There lies a horror so unimaginable...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It will leave you shuddering everytime you think of going to a lake, a pool, or your bathroom...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you might just crap in your pants&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;behold,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/1600/DSC01349.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/320/DSC01349.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;rwaoarrrrrrr wtf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Batman: The she-bat.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just when you think Christian Bale makes the new Batman hot. think again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/1600/11-08-06_0050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/320/11-08-06_0050.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i bring you: the She-bat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever wondered how Chun Li (the character from Street Fighter) would look like if she was a man?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/1600/DSC01331.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/320/DSC01331.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...wonder no more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went PinkShop on tuesday because i was craving for black pepper u-dong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/1600/DSC01347.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/320/DSC01347.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the gurls: Kat, sAb, Von&lt;br /&gt;n the head-only Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Out of my own free time, i decided to be a florist&lt;br /&gt;Except for the ribbon, i did everything else *proud~*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/1600/DSC01352.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/320/DSC01352.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i know its not very nice...but still...&lt;br /&gt;*proud~*&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13659837-115630899570206309?l=kel-ly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/feeds/115630899570206309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13659837&amp;postID=115630899570206309&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13659837/posts/default/115630899570206309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13659837/posts/default/115630899570206309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/2006/08/batman-beneath-still-waters-with-crap.html' title='batman beneath still waters with crap'/><author><name>KeL-Ly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05241406718324620355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13659837.post-115564483799564592</id><published>2006-08-15T19:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-15T20:36:07.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>muahaha KeL wtf</title><content type='html'>These days,&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking forward to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt; go crazy shopping (anywhere will do, petaling street la, gold river (kam ho)wtf, the nearest location would be Singapore. But the best would be in Korea, Japan, Hong Kong or even Taiwan, but if i'm gonna be so filthy rich i don't mind anywhere in Europe. eh actually Thailand also can consider. I was just told by Justin the other day that the ori football jerseys sold there are almost 2 times cheaper than the ones sold in Malaysia. Jom Thailand?wtf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;go cuti-cuti in Australia. then can also visit some friends. Although some of them haven't go yet wtf. * &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;eh so Von, faster go there so i can visit you, &lt;/span&gt;but then....T.T&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;* &lt;/span&gt;We can make a trip to Goldcoast and act like 3 year olds in movie world and also we can take pictures of ME with superman in his toit underwear. ahh~ how i hope it would be Brandon Routh in it.wtf&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;my Kor Kor's wedding. In 2 months time, his gonna be officially branded as not single. wtf. Things are gonna get busy and all but i'm sure it's worth the sweat. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Christmas.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;For now, i'm just gonna look forward to sumtin easier to get. Like a McD chocolate sundae with extra choco-top.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n yes...i'm gonna go get it like...now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh yeahh~~ Y^.^Y&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13659837-115564483799564592?l=kel-ly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/feeds/115564483799564592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13659837&amp;postID=115564483799564592&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13659837/posts/default/115564483799564592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13659837/posts/default/115564483799564592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/2006/08/muahaha-kel-wtf.html' title='muahaha KeL wtf'/><author><name>KeL-Ly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05241406718324620355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13659837.post-115544350188577180</id><published>2006-08-13T12:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-13T12:34:05.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a sighing post.</title><content type='html'>I woke up to a very dry Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watever happened to the whole Family Day thingy?&lt;br /&gt;it practically died when my eldest brother moved out and when my 2nd brother doesn't wake up until evening. *exhales with a deep sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although so, i (thought) i can still go shopping...but i can't because God has foresaken my purse. Or rather, my parents had foresaken them. I can't wait till my brother introduces me to some event jobs. Then i'mma grab the cash, go to Singapore, and shop the HELL out! I Don't Care! In the meantime.... *sighhhh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sick of doing assignments that I don't know how to do so i chucked it all aside...but seeing as how ridiculously boring i could be....those assignments are starting to look pretty friendly. *haaiiihhhhh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now, i'm bored, broke, upset, and hungry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hurmmm.....sighhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh*~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13659837-115544350188577180?l=kel-ly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/feeds/115544350188577180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13659837&amp;postID=115544350188577180&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13659837/posts/default/115544350188577180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13659837/posts/default/115544350188577180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/2006/08/sighing-post.html' title='a sighing post.'/><author><name>KeL-Ly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05241406718324620355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13659837.post-115518859355131737</id><published>2006-08-10T13:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T22:00:47.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fun in comp room n subang parade</title><content type='html'>I had lotsa 'fun' in TCPJ today because i camwhored. Alone. wtf. aih~ gonna get depression in no time. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/1600/DSC01280.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/320/DSC01280.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;While Von is doing her work seriously,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/1600/DSC01301.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/320/DSC01301.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i was staring blankly into the comp screen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/1600/DSC01311.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/320/DSC01311.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Feeling too stupid, i decided to take-a-pikcha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/1600/DSC01295.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/320/DSC01295.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i pulled Von away from her work just abit, so that i don't look like a sad case taking pictures of myself. LOL&lt;br /&gt;still i look like a sad case in this pic. boohoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Spent some time in Subang Parade today with Von, Seanie, n Dennis.&lt;br /&gt;We went to Toys 'r' Us. I love that place sometimes. Too much stuff to mess around with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/1600/DSC01312.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/320/DSC01312.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Von with her winning smile and cute stuff toy,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/1600/DSC01315.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/320/DSC01315.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;n Kel the loser with - Barney.&lt;br /&gt;I hate Barney, n the stupid song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i love u u love me we r happy family&lt;br /&gt;please go ahead and kill Barney&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;wtf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13659837-115518859355131737?l=kel-ly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/feeds/115518859355131737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13659837&amp;postID=115518859355131737&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13659837/posts/default/115518859355131737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13659837/posts/default/115518859355131737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/2006/08/fun-in-comp-room-n-subang-parade.html' title='fun in comp room n subang parade'/><author><name>KeL-Ly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05241406718324620355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13659837.post-115503061662781087</id><published>2006-08-08T17:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T17:55:52.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lotsa crap</title><content type='html'>okay, i realize it's been a while again since i updated. What wif the precis, journal, minutes, and presentations that we have to do which are due very very soon, i'm lucky i found the time to blog at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhhh...i'm embaressed by what Von said in her blog, partially because it was all so True!&lt;br /&gt;I thought i wud've died out of embaressment. N besides, i was being a real b*tch n. i  admit n i apologise.really. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank Von n Dennis for 'sharing' it with me. but i'd rather u guys just kill me.&lt;br /&gt;Especially the dumb thing that Dennis had to say before leaving me behind. oh gawd, again, i'd rather u guys just strangle me or trip me in front of a crowd before this kind of scenario ever repeats itself again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, no specific details will be shared in my blog. &gt;.&lt; muakakaka.&lt;br /&gt;but it's all over Von's blog. wtf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/1600/pics.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/320/pics.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some pics of my weekend.&lt;br /&gt;all in 1 ok? i'm quite lazy these days.lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13659837-115503061662781087?l=kel-ly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/feeds/115503061662781087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13659837&amp;postID=115503061662781087&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13659837/posts/default/115503061662781087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13659837/posts/default/115503061662781087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/2006/08/lotsa-crap.html' title='lotsa crap'/><author><name>KeL-Ly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05241406718324620355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13659837.post-115466249477406994</id><published>2006-08-04T11:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-04T11:34:54.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TcPj</title><content type='html'>I really hate Wednesday when i have to sit in the godforsaken classroom with a temperature of -18 degrees celcius. There's a lousy lecturer that comes with it, a lecturer that u'd rather shove into the toilet n lock her in it while u have fun outside. I can't help it if i'm being bitter. I hate that class! Well, mainly coz i don't know what crap has she been teaching me. no one does!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/1600/DSC01243.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/320/DSC01243.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;so i had to be extra hardworking n learn it myself .lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/1600/DSC01242.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/320/DSC01242.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;then Von ditched me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/1600/DSC01251.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/320/DSC01251.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;then after we're back in good terms we camwhored again wtf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/1600/DSC01249%281%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/320/DSC01249%281%29.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;LOL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But thursdays are different, especially this thursday. The class got cancelled n the best of all I get to eat Mark 6 Curry for the 2nd time. Yummmmmm. Then me n Von spend our whole afternoon shopping, well technically i didn't get anything, so..... =( boohoo to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At night, Von treat me to some yummy nata de coco while we're working on our...assignment. She even lemme take the whole 2nd season of desperate housewives home. Needless to say, i finished watching it. until 5am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*yawns*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13659837-115466249477406994?l=kel-ly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/feeds/115466249477406994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13659837&amp;postID=115466249477406994&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13659837/posts/default/115466249477406994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13659837/posts/default/115466249477406994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/2006/08/tcpj.html' title='TcPj'/><author><name>KeL-Ly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05241406718324620355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13659837.post-115423083732820967</id><published>2006-07-30T11:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-30T18:13:10.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy bday curly hair n specs.</title><content type='html'>Me n Von went to Dennis' bday gathering on Friday, and i manage to take some pictures (but not with the star of the day)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/1600/DSC01207.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/320/DSC01207.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Von n Me with Kat's friend Emily&lt;br /&gt;p/s: i look terrible&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/1600/DSC01208.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/320/DSC01208.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me n Von. N me looking like i havent slept in 10 years. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/1600/DSC01212.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/320/DSC01212.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Juz's housemates' dog Fatty reading a book.&lt;br /&gt;So damn adorable. but i'm afraid of it when it comes barging in my direction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/1600/DSC01213.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/320/DSC01213.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'd like to make it my door mat wtf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/1600/DSC01228.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/320/DSC01228.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I like them curls ^.^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/1600/DSC01232.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/320/DSC01232.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Don't tell me i look like a stuck up clerk or an evil teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went 1u again...twice in 2 days. 1st with mum, then with Von n Dennis. lol. but no, i didn't do any shopping T.T Basically, i spend all the money eating (Went to Nippon Yataimura with mum for brunch, then to Laksa Shack during tea time, and tar pau lots of Old Chang Kee curry puffs)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/1600/DSC01235.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/320/DSC01235.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;she only looks happy when there's ice-cream lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/1600/DSC01234.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/320/DSC01234.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There. makaning again.&lt;br /&gt;See how happy i get when there's food? I always do.&lt;br /&gt;Although, this means an extra 2 hours of yoga wtf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh-am-jee nowadays blogger.com is a real pain in the ass. So close 1 eye if u see double pictures. then u'd see only 1 wtf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13659837-115423083732820967?l=kel-ly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/feeds/115423083732820967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13659837&amp;postID=115423083732820967&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13659837/posts/default/115423083732820967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13659837/posts/default/115423083732820967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/2006/07/happy-bday-curly-hair-n-specs.html' title='happy bday curly hair n specs.'/><author><name>KeL-Ly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05241406718324620355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13659837.post-115398330066954176</id><published>2006-07-27T14:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-27T14:57:36.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'>boring oni lah.</title><content type='html'>on popular demand, hard gay is back with a sequel to his cooking episode. It doesn't beat the 1st one but still as funny. lol. enjoy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/42Vs2_sC3pE"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/42Vs2_sC3pE" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13659837-115398330066954176?l=kel-ly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/feeds/115398330066954176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13659837&amp;postID=115398330066954176&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13659837/posts/default/115398330066954176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13659837/posts/default/115398330066954176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/2006/07/boring-oni-lah.html' title='boring oni lah.'/><author><name>KeL-Ly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05241406718324620355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13659837.post-115380652006225691</id><published>2006-07-25T13:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T13:59:47.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st day of uni. again.</title><content type='html'>yesterday is my 1st official day of Uni! AGAIN!!! omfg. Dahlah i'm such a loser,  now i went to let the whole world know *blushes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;although it's AGAIN for me...some stuff are rather new and fresh, for instance, it's the1st time i attended 2 lectures with only 14 people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14 people. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;14.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn suey number for the 1st day of uni. uni again. wtf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back in Monash, don have 120 also got 100. no 100 also got 80.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The plus side is, less people means more focused, yes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least this time, no one is gonna bug me about exams stress n no more sacrificing weekends to study in the library. Coz there's nooooooooo final exams.LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember Aaron Tey during sem 1 in Monash. When class started only 2 weeks, he gave up his lunchtime to study and made every1 felt guilt-ridden for not doing the same. I heard his doing the same this sem. so Aaron Tey if u r reading this, pls stop frightening the others. wtf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still not used to the environment in tcpj. Having exposed to too much of Kathryn's noise during the previous sem seem to make the surroundings here so quiet. or better yet, peaceful. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure miss having them around. although we still meet up once in a while.&lt;br /&gt;so we met up today for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/1600/DSC01198.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/320/DSC01198.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tracy n me, n my sweaty forehead. &gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/1600/DSC01195.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/320/DSC01195.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;me. Along with Jason, Vonnie, Alex n Aaron.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/1600/DSC01188.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/320/DSC01188.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Vonnie n Aaron (whose taking a break from studying finally &gt;.&lt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/1600/DSC01196.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/320/DSC01196.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mich, Alex, KatnWee, n Yin Yin.&lt;br /&gt;KatnWee - posers 9 9. wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/1600/DSC01197.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/320/DSC01197.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mel n me. Hadn't really had a chance to speak to her much back then.&lt;br /&gt;so...we took a picture coz its worth a thousand words lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13659837-115380652006225691?l=kel-ly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/feeds/115380652006225691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13659837&amp;postID=115380652006225691&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13659837/posts/default/115380652006225691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13659837/posts/default/115380652006225691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/2006/07/1st-day-of-uni-again.html' title='1st day of uni. again.'/><author><name>KeL-Ly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05241406718324620355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13659837.post-115349838611169276</id><published>2006-07-21T23:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-22T00:19:00.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'>today is friday</title><content type='html'>i can't believe i woke up for nothing. again. Me n Von was suppose to go to the attendance-compulsory-orientation a.k.a team-building nonsense. After stepping down to the Annexe, we peered into the hall n saw this whole big group of excited people, n then we decided ---to have breakfast in the mamak. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, we walked over to Justin's where i took a quick nap before going off to 1U. There isn't even any nice shows this week. but we went to watch American Haunting in the end. it's like...omgwtfomfg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watever it is....it'll still be better than if Malaysia had one and calls it a Malaysian Haunting. It'll most probably be about pontianaks. Malaysian script writers and producers' concepts and ideas only seem to revolve around pontianaks when it comes to horror movies (e.g. pontianak harum sundal malam. you figure.) Where the toyol's? where's the orang minyaks? When are they going to have quality horror/thriller movies like the 6th sense or Shutter? ohh. never.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry if i'm doubtful about the Malaysian tv/film industry. Remember Silat Legenda the animated movie? it was considered a good animation(back then), but still? Remember tv1 and tv2? it's still hanging...by a thread, the government's thread.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/1600/ponthsm.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/320/ponthsm.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;looks like a pic in the malaysian natives museum (with a lousy layout).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/1600/silat_legenda_01.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/320/silat_legenda_01.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a Legend they claim. The real history? i'm skeptical. The movie? *shakes head disapprovingly*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13659837-115349838611169276?l=kel-ly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/feeds/115349838611169276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13659837&amp;postID=115349838611169276&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13659837/posts/default/115349838611169276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13659837/posts/default/115349838611169276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/2006/07/today-is-friday.html' title='today is friday'/><author><name>KeL-Ly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05241406718324620355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13659837.post-115331759240987249</id><published>2006-07-19T20:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-19T22:13:31.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>orientation. sucks.</title><content type='html'>damm....i knew i always hated orientation for a reason. the boredom. the agony of sitting through those long winding speeches given by random people. i keep tossing and turning to find a perfect position to take a nap, but to no avail. So i stuff my ears with the headphones of my trustworthy mp3 handphone, close my eyes, and imagine myself to be in Lifehouse's concert.wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if it weren't for the consistent urging from the people who got us registered, we wouldn't have shown up anyways. i was actually expecting something new, but turns out it's just same-shit-different-day. therefore, i'm so not showing up for tomorrow's crap. so is Von. If it isn't for the compulsory attendance for Friday's nonsense, i'd bail that too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/1600/DSC01159.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/320/DSC01159.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;rubbing my eye - for the umpteenth time =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/1600/harrypotter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/320/harrypotter.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;asian faggot version of Harry Potter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, something just for laughs&lt;br /&gt;(it's a Must Watch!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MatgvAfVkWQ"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MatgvAfVkWQ" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*not intended to discriminate gays, unless u resemble the character in the video.lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13659837-115331759240987249?l=kel-ly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/feeds/115331759240987249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13659837&amp;postID=115331759240987249&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13659837/posts/default/115331759240987249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13659837/posts/default/115331759240987249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/2006/07/orientation-sucks.html' title='orientation. sucks.'/><author><name>KeL-Ly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05241406718324620355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13659837.post-115313705818813713</id><published>2006-07-17T18:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-17T19:53:13.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'>no taiwanese pls.</title><content type='html'>Today, i went to Monash to withdraw myself from the course.&lt;br /&gt;'Luckily' for me, the guy in the reception is a rude and disrespectful idiot. I just asked who am i suppose to see to discontinue my course, and he said course manager, and i asked, where can i find the person, he said, "you don't know who is your course manager ah!!!" That startled me and Von.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn that retarded twat. I asked where can i find....not who is the person...Shout at my face for F's ah! You think i memorise the faculty booklet ah? AM i suppose to remember every Tom, Dick and Harry there???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. fine. i'll live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the course manager made me wait for 1/2 an hour padahal i only needed to fill up 1 pathetic form. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;at least she was a nice lady&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, i fill up the form nicely, with proper handwriting and all.&lt;br /&gt;Then i asked the lady who is sitting in front of me to finalize it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being a bitter lady, she went, "what's your problem?" with a long and sickening face.&lt;br /&gt;so i went, "urm...i finished filling the form."&lt;br /&gt;"Where's your library card" she said almost barking.&lt;br /&gt;"i never applied."&lt;br /&gt;"........"&lt;br /&gt;supposedly i could leave....she left me staring blankly at her without even telling me a simple 'done/kaotim or watever'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And don't even get me started bout the waitress in Magical Theatre Restaurant. You can refer it at &lt;a href="http://www.eternity-yvonne.blogspot.com" title="vonji"&gt;vOnNie's &lt;/a&gt; or &lt;a href="http://www.sab-rina.blogspot.com" title="sabchi"&gt;sAb's&lt;/a&gt; blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn these 'hua na ter gos'.&lt;br /&gt;They should all be stripped off from their privileges, buncha'  freaks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So then Jason dropped me n Von in Pyramid. After walking for a while, we had our tea-time snack in mcD's. We left after a bit and came to a stop in front of famous amos when a Taiwanese guy approached us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being self-protective, me and Von quickly released our defence mechanism - we put on a very uninterested and lifeless expression.&lt;br /&gt;This guy is arguably one of the most unwilling-to-give-up person we have ever met. Although, he looked pretty harmless and genuine. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But we can't be fooled easily&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;He talked about all kinds of stuff including those kind of standard (and useless) pick-up lines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;so we ended up with this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/1600/DSC01157%281%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/320/DSC01157%281%29.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;terrified (and annoyed as well), we gave him fake number n fake msn, n left witout looking back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: i refuse to admit that we look easily cheatable. that's because we're not.&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/13659837-115313705818813713?l=kel-ly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/feeds/115313705818813713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13659837&amp;postID=115313705818813713&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13659837/posts/default/115313705818813713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13659837/posts/default/115313705818813713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/2006/07/no-taiwanese-pls.html' title='no taiwanese pls.'/><author><name>KeL-Ly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05241406718324620355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13659837.post-115280816537677182</id><published>2006-07-13T22:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T00:32:07.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mm ok bye Monash</title><content type='html'>It's probably the longest Wednesday and Thursday i've ever been through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Wednesday, the most terrible nightmare that happened, became what seems more like a dream come true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I screwed my grades in Monash, wasted half a year, and nevertheless, wasted lots of money.&lt;br /&gt;Although I went through some ugly moments, I know that its a small price to pay for me to realize what i really want. I thought i wanted to do business coz i liked it. I was wrong. Just like most people, i was just being practical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The stress, the constant worrying about exams, results, and subjects to be taken doesn't exactly scream Kelly Tey.wtf. especially when there are bizarre math equations involved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voila.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found a course that's likely to be more suitable and I'll soon find out more about it coz i'll be starting on the 24th, so details after i start. Soon enough, i'll be studying with Vonnie again, and still remain near to where sAb is studying. Not to miss out Kat, Aaron, Jason, Wee, Laine and the others who are still gonna be nearby. Also, i'll be bumping into Juz n Way n the other architects more often, but i have yet to decide whether it would be a good thing or not.wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me to find a way out in such short period of time, *trying very hard not to sound schmaltzy* i have vonnie to thank for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many thanks to you guys for sticking around, i know i sulked pretty bad. =)&lt;br /&gt;But then, no offence, NO thanks to the fakers who put on this whole drama acting like they gave a damn. You could leave it to those aunties who like to catch those 2 o clock tvbs asia 1967 dramas. wtf.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13659837-115280816537677182?l=kel-ly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/feeds/115280816537677182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13659837&amp;postID=115280816537677182&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13659837/posts/default/115280816537677182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13659837/posts/default/115280816537677182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/2006/07/mm-ok-bye-monash.html' title='mm ok bye Monash'/><author><name>KeL-Ly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05241406718324620355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13659837.post-115251977198968433</id><published>2006-07-10T16:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-10T17:40:09.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FORZA ITALIA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Italy - World Cup Champion year 2006. Sweet schweet victory for the Azzurris!&lt;br /&gt;Ever since 82', this is the year of the Italians again! Cheers for Azzurris, tears for Les Bleus!&lt;br /&gt;Go italy, Go italy *dancing and jumping madly around*. This is one of the happiest day of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pics pre n post match.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/1600/DSC01095.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/320/DSC01095.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Acting dumb in Mont Kiara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/1600/DSC01106.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/320/DSC01106.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Acting dumb while awaiting for the match&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/1600/DSC01108.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/320/DSC01108.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Go ItalY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/1600/DSC01114.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/320/DSC01114.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/1600/zizou%20penalty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/320/zizou%20penalty.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sab looking shocked as Zidane scored the penalty for France at the 7th minute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/1600/materazzi%20score.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/320/materazzi%20score.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;it was quickly overcomed when Materazzi scored at the 19th minute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/1600/zizou%20redcard.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/320/zizou%20redcard.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;poor Zizou ended his career with a red card after head-butting Marco Materazzi in the chest during the extra time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Then...it was up to the penalty shoot-out. Italy scored all 5!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/1600/grosso%20penalty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/320/grosso%20penalty.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Grosso scores the last penalty shoot and Italy became the champs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/1600/cannavaro-cup1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/320/cannavaro-cup1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Captain Cannavaro with their very own Holy Grail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/1600/wcchampion.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/320/wcchampion.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;World Cup Champs 2006'&lt;br /&gt;They Deserve It!&lt;br /&gt;i'll eat spaghetti forever to see the Azzurris win again...n again...n again...n again (x infinity)...wtf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Campioni Del Mondo Italia! (Champion of the world Italy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;*more live moments and pics to be shared soon-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&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/13659837-115251977198968433?l=kel-ly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/feeds/115251977198968433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13659837&amp;postID=115251977198968433&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13659837/posts/default/115251977198968433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13659837/posts/default/115251977198968433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/2006/07/forza-italia.html' title='FORZA ITALIA'/><author><name>KeL-Ly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05241406718324620355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13659837.post-115239187810358961</id><published>2006-07-09T04:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T12:36:01.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bye portugal</title><content type='html'>It's so predictable of Germany to win Portugal....lol....take it as they seek revenge for England though.lol. Bastian Schweinsteiger was quite good. He put those portuguese in their places...n gave them cold sweat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But dumb-ass petit added taste to the match by shaking salt on Portugal's wound when he scored for germany against his own country.... that pathetic pansy....does he even belong to a club? well, he'd better pack his suitcase coz he is so going bye bye. wtf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Portugal did try to stick it up, but even when Nuno Gomes scored 1 for them, they could not possibly chase 2 goals in 2 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Germans deserve a title at least. It was their homeground and clearly, they were fairly good players.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, in the end, Germany had to say auf weedersehen. ok now. dont get in the way of the finals.wtf.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13659837-115239187810358961?l=kel-ly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/feeds/115239187810358961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13659837&amp;postID=115239187810358961&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13659837/posts/default/115239187810358961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13659837/posts/default/115239187810358961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/2006/07/bye-portugal.html' title='bye portugal'/><author><name>KeL-Ly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05241406718324620355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13659837.post-115229746894096046</id><published>2006-07-08T01:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T00:26:26.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kel, worldcup, n farewells</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This is us over at Cheri's farewell in Parade's Fridays, she's leaving for Queensland to further her studies...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/1600/sab%20von%20kel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/320/sab%20von%20kel.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;sAb, VoN, n Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/1600/DSC01074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/320/DSC01074.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lena, when she's still sober. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/1600/DSC01077.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/320/DSC01077.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Von n Me. as always. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/1600/lena%20von%20kel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/320/lena%20von%20kel.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i dono what was i doing, probably mocking Von with her fabulous sundae.wtf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/1600/DSC01079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/320/DSC01079.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the crowd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/1600/DSC01073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/320/DSC01073.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cheri, who is leaving us soon. All the best to her =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Some other day, i decided to be pooh bear. thanks to sAbby's pooh ears. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/1600/DSC01069.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/320/DSC01069.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;pooh-bear'ing'.wtf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;In other news for today,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; I take back everything good or bad i said about Cristiano Ronaldo...not coz i realized that i should hate him...just that i shouldn't speculate him. There are various conjectures made bout Rooney stepping on Carvalho's family jewels red card incident, and Ronaldo being a cheating scum... C.Ronaldo ain't a model citizen, let alone a perfect football player, i believe he could be nasty too....I just felt that it was unfair for any1 to judge him, and that the &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=bjm-pkbesDc&amp;search=cristiano%20ronaldo" title="c.r.skills"&gt; skills &lt;/a&gt;he possesses + performance on the field should speak enough in his defense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fan or not could just see any of his past performances(i suggest the Man Utd ones) and would agree that he plays well, although his command of english is poor, like those of the immigrants'.wtf. N being good looking is just a mere plus to boost his own publicity. but hope its doing something good towards his career also or else he'd be to full of himself. *yelps*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, word has it that both Rooney and Ronaldo has made up.&lt;br /&gt;word has it la...that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, the utmost important thing is that - the Azzurris are in the finals....phwoarrrr!&lt;br /&gt;I so hope that they will win so i'll just keep my fingers tightly crossed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;idiot in football saying over and out.wtf&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13659837-115229746894096046?l=kel-ly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/feeds/115229746894096046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13659837&amp;postID=115229746894096046&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13659837/posts/default/115229746894096046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13659837/posts/default/115229746894096046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/2006/07/kel-worldcup-n-farewells.html' title='kel, worldcup, n farewells'/><author><name>KeL-Ly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05241406718324620355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13659837.post-115207746631467097</id><published>2006-07-05T12:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-05T16:19:10.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'>makan bola tidur bola berak bola</title><content type='html'>Azzurris to the final!!!&lt;br /&gt;The Italians will play in the Finals, Yeay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/1600/Grossogoal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/320/Grossogoal.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Fabio Grosso's goal saves Italy from the penalty shoot-out&lt;br /&gt;*phwoar*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/1600/DelPierogoal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/320/DelPierogoal.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Alessandro Del Piero adding their victory to perfection at the very last minute&lt;br /&gt;*roars*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/1600/jurgenklinsmann.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/320/jurgenklinsmann.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;in ur face, jurgen klinsmann.wtf&lt;br /&gt;and uhh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/1600/Lehmann.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/320/Lehmann.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;in ur face too, lehmann. haha&lt;br /&gt;*snickers*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh...not to forget Buffon and Cannavaro whose been defending and protecting Italy's goal post from the Germans like mad. They're damn good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Les Bleus&lt;/span&gt; is playing Portugal tonight...which i presume they, the French, wud triumph in.&lt;br /&gt;Because i wud hate to see Italy playing Portugal in the finals. Just like u don wanna see ur mum n dad fighting, but ur forced to take sides in the sticky situation.*twitching eyebrows*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes... i'd rather they lose to France, win Germany, claim 3rd place, n go home.wtf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No doubt that France would be an obvious threat. to me, n i'm sure to most italian supporters out there as well, Italy is already a winner&lt;br /&gt;...n so is Portugal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we'll see the Italians in the final&lt;br /&gt;ciao-&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/13659837-115207746631467097?l=kel-ly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/feeds/115207746631467097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13659837&amp;postID=115207746631467097&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13659837/posts/default/115207746631467097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13659837/posts/default/115207746631467097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/2006/07/makan-bola-tidur-bola-berak-bola.html' title='makan bola tidur bola berak bola'/><author><name>KeL-Ly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05241406718324620355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13659837.post-115143208529080583</id><published>2006-06-28T01:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-01T13:20:15.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'>once upon a langkawi</title><content type='html'>the long awaited post of the Langkawi trip! Well, technically i was the only 1 waiting for it.wtf.&lt;br /&gt;there's lotsa pictures that i would like to share...unfortunately, only some can be shown here because of....um....copyright purposes.lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/1600/DSC00927.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/320/DSC00927.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;YB and his wife arrived at the LGK airport.lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/1600/DSC00930.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/320/DSC00930.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The chalet is awesome,&lt;br /&gt;it's even better with the Ma Laus disturbing us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/1600/DSC00982.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/320/DSC00982.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;scho the very cute.lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/1600/chalet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/320/chalet.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;inside the chalet~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/1600/DSC00933.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/320/DSC00933.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the girls (mich, kat, me n vonnie) in Berjaya's lobby.&lt;br /&gt;i'd show the pics of the pool as well but decided not to because...the camera hated me at that point. -.-'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/1600/DSC00944.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/320/DSC00944.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After a kind owner of a restaurant lemme make a fool out of myself with his antique phone,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/1600/DSC00945.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/320/DSC00945.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i went to play pool with Juz, while Von was busy capturing snapshots of me shooting terribly.&lt;br /&gt;needless to say, justin beat the crap out of me. boo-hoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/1600/vonnkel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/320/vonnkel.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;we'd like to be eagles one day.wtf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/1600/DSCN0366.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/320/DSCN0366.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the peeps in Langkawi =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/1600/Picture%20481.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/320/Picture%20481.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Von Mich n I posing for a shades ad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/1600/Picture%20488.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/320/Picture%20488.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;getting fish-faced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/1600/DSC00972.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/320/DSC00972.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;me n aaron n jason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/1600/Picture%20521.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/320/Picture%20521.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me n Kat promoting liquor.&lt;br /&gt;Kat had the time of her life after drinking it,&lt;br /&gt;and i will be glad to show u the video. its oh-so-oooh.wtf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/1600/Picture%20517.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/320/Picture%20517.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;me n Von in oriental village. like the lightings and the ambience. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/1600/DSC00987.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/320/DSC00987.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;aww~little fuzzy wuzzies.&lt;br /&gt;They're so friendly and cuddly u'd feel like making them ur bolster stuffings. &gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/1600/DSC01008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/320/DSC01008.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;on top of the dono-what hill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/1600/Picture%20575.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/320/Picture%20575.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;trying desperately hard to strike a pose and take a pic against the strong wind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/1600/juz%20n%20kel%20%3D.%3D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/320/juz%20n%20kel%20%3D.%3D.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ahahahaa....me n juz simply acting dumb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/1600/DSC01013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/320/DSC01013.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;approx 700ft above sea level. bit chilly.brr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/1600/DSCN0479.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/320/DSCN0479.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;there's more to aaron than his decent looking face. he speaks bad words so fluently it can throw u off the cliff...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/1600/Picture%20497.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/320/Picture%20497.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...in this case, throw u into the sea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the other day, we went to ground 0 in porto malai to have a few drinks....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/1600/Picture%20608.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/320/Picture%20608.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; one thing led to another,&lt;br /&gt;we woke up to this horror...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/1600/Picture%20621.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/320/Picture%20621.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;*gags*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/1600/Picture%20645.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/320/Picture%20645.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i look like a fool in this pic. but...seeing that its a nice group pic (although kian wee is missing from it), it shud b here.lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/1600/Picture%20649.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/320/Picture%20649.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;in the plane back to KL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/1600/Picture%20662.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/320/Picture%20662.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;back in LCC terminal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;There's many other stuff that i don't have a pic to represent, like our island hopping, our dinner places, the beach at night, etc etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, this'll just have to make do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with love-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13659837-115143208529080583?l=kel-ly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/feeds/115143208529080583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13659837&amp;postID=115143208529080583&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13659837/posts/default/115143208529080583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13659837/posts/default/115143208529080583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/2006/06/once-upon-langkawi.html' title='once upon a langkawi'/><author><name>KeL-Ly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05241406718324620355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13659837.post-115060186424063638</id><published>2006-06-18T11:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-18T11:37:44.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Full-Day Out</title><content type='html'>1st up on the news...we have flooding in USJ 1! hoorah! wtf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/1600/DSC00891.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/320/DSC00891.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/1600/DSC00890.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/320/DSC00890.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;looks like a dirty beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Spent half of yesterday scouting for shopping spots with Vonnie....we went to the Curve/Ikano and checked out the flea market for fun....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/1600/DSC00897.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/320/DSC00897.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Next stop pls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Not all deserves a thumbs down, like the ice cream in Baskin Robbins...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/1600/DSC00911.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/320/DSC00911.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Savouring the rich flavour of the Chocolate Ice Cream.Thanks to Vonnie for the treat. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/1600/DSC00908.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/320/DSC00908.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What's more tempting? The ice cream or Vonnie? &gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;it's my fav pic so far!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I also got myself a tattoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/1600/DSC00903.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/320/DSC00903.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me getting my tattoo done.&lt;br /&gt;curse my ugly expression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/1600/DSC00906.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/320/DSC00906.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Went to Kim Gary's for dinner with vonnie n sabs in the evening!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/1600/DSC00921.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/320/DSC00921.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My set dinner which is new on the menu.yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/1600/DSC00920.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/320/DSC00920.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sabs eating the prisoner's curry rice.wtf.&lt;br /&gt;It's actually damn good OK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kay.bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13659837-115060186424063638?l=kel-ly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/feeds/115060186424063638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13659837&amp;postID=115060186424063638&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13659837/posts/default/115060186424063638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13659837/posts/default/115060186424063638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/2006/06/full-day-out.html' title='Full-Day Out'/><author><name>KeL-Ly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05241406718324620355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13659837.post-115030341441197988</id><published>2006-06-14T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-15T00:48:29.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'>schweet camwhoring moments</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It hurts, seeing people camwhore with silly expressions on their face....especially when they're not good at it...and also people putting on poses like those wee-wa japanese high school girls (or non-jap girls trying to hard) taking pictures in the sticker photo station or everywhere they call a shooting scene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This intrigues me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying hard to understand those girls,&lt;br /&gt;i decided to try it myself...with non other than VonnIe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/1600/DSC00878.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/320/DSC00878.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my nose is too big for the shades. Von's fit well. not fair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/1600/DSC00886.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/320/DSC00886.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;careful with the cheeks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/1600/DSC00885.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/320/DSC00885.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i don't fancy my small eyes and my wide face *frowns*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/1600/DSC00880.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/320/DSC00880.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;we can look silly, n still look good. i'm shameless. *grins*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/1600/DSC00884.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/320/DSC00884.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace out ya'll. one love. wtf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, it's just harmless fun. LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13659837-115030341441197988?l=kel-ly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/feeds/115030341441197988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13659837&amp;postID=115030341441197988&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13659837/posts/default/115030341441197988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13659837/posts/default/115030341441197988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/2006/06/schweet-camwhoring-moments.html' title='schweet camwhoring moments'/><author><name>KeL-Ly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05241406718324620355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13659837.post-115020372166451279</id><published>2006-06-13T20:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T21:02:01.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yaYyYYy...Abis ExAM</title><content type='html'>YAYyyyYyYyYyYyY......Exam is finished FINALLY! After a month of pain and sweat, sleepless nights, and also guilty of watching tv, eating, showering more than an hour, I can FINALLY do watever i want...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i'm starting with blogging. damn sad case. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y wont 21st reach faster so i can pack my bags n get the hell out of KL n lie in the beach n die there in Langkawi or sumtin....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, MuMmy came home after her 2 week visit to Europe...&lt;br /&gt;N she got me some goodies....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/1600/DSC00864.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/320/DSC00864.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i know i'm childish, but my fav is the musical doll... ; )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&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/13659837-115020372166451279?l=kel-ly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/feeds/115020372166451279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13659837&amp;postID=115020372166451279&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13659837/posts/default/115020372166451279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13659837/posts/default/115020372166451279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/2006/06/yayyyyyabis-exam.html' title='yaYyYYy...Abis ExAM'/><author><name>KeL-Ly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05241406718324620355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13659837.post-114993883954861444</id><published>2006-06-10T18:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-10T19:29:48.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nothing, just bored</title><content type='html'>Since i have nothing to do now besides wasting my time, might as well blog again...&lt;br /&gt;Von, Juz and I went to watch The Omen....okay....maybe it wasn't as scary as Shutter (Shutter is f-ing scary ok, almost cried while and after watching it.) but still...the thought of having a re-incarnate of satan is not exactly what the world needs now...what wif the earthquakes, tsunamis, terrorist, hurricanes and all in that line, hey, my guess is that he is already working on it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With all the evilness, y not burn down monash....so i can skip economics exam =.=&lt;br /&gt;y not just burn down everything that has to do with education, so ppl can be stupid enuff to kill themselves, and the devil can save himself some energy?&lt;br /&gt;Well, maybe he has no souls to collect to keep him alive, then again, its only fair that everyone lose together.wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pity the kid who plays Damien Thorne.&lt;br /&gt;However sinister the look he is asked to portray in that show, he is a cute looking little boy...and a good young actor at that...Imagine, people will either start liking him, hating him, or afraid of him - dumb movie go-ers...the thing is, I bet his just adorable... although the scene of him scratching his mother's face and pulling her hair apart could still be part of the real him which is plainly a spoilt brat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/1600/damien.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/320/damien.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"wat're u looking at...wat, do i look like i got horns on my head?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AWw. he is cute&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;His cheeks screams "Pinch Me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&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/13659837-114993883954861444?l=kel-ly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/feeds/114993883954861444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13659837&amp;postID=114993883954861444&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13659837/posts/default/114993883954861444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13659837/posts/default/114993883954861444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/2006/06/nothing-just-bored.html' title='nothing, just bored'/><author><name>KeL-Ly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05241406718324620355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13659837.post-114986563373687777</id><published>2006-06-09T23:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-09T23:14:09.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cawan dunia!</title><content type='html'>dedicated to the most handsome football team in the world, Italy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try &lt;a onblur=" try="" deselectbloggerimagegracefully="" e="" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/1600/italy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/320/italy.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;May they kick ass in world cup!&lt;br /&gt;Especially Korea's ass coz of the 04' tragedy *tsk tsk*&lt;br /&gt;May they win the holy grail la, mangkuk la, gelas la, or cawan duniala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13659837-114986563373687777?l=kel-ly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/feeds/114986563373687777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13659837&amp;postID=114986563373687777&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13659837/posts/default/114986563373687777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13659837/posts/default/114986563373687777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/2006/06/cawan-dunia.html' title='cawan dunia!'/><author><name>KeL-Ly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05241406718324620355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13659837.post-114968408732263924</id><published>2006-06-07T20:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-07T20:41:27.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's the most 'wonderful' time of the year~~</title><content type='html'>Sigh....it's exam's again....&lt;br /&gt;thankfully for me, i finished my business statistics paper, which leaves me with accounting, management, and econs....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/1600/DSC00842.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/320/DSC00842.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;HAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;When students are required to memorize all of these for just ONE subject....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/1600/DSC00839.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/320/DSC00839.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You know that there are some people, who  might not take it very well,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/1600/DSC00837.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/320/DSC00837.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.....without a doubt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;While some may break out and let hell loose,&lt;br /&gt;some resort to chocolates...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/1600/DSC00845.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/320/DSC00845.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7/6/06 - Kathryn took a bite out of the snickers bar.&lt;br /&gt;u'd nv see it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y?&lt;br /&gt;because...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/1600/snickers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/320/snickers.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for friday to come, i've made plans with Von to makan besar-besaran,just to celebrate the fact that i have only 1 paper left by then.Which reminds me, she no longer has any exam... I am sOOoOoOooO jealous.wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, accounting sux. i'm gonna go do it now.&lt;br /&gt;=.="""&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13659837-114968408732263924?l=kel-ly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/feeds/114968408732263924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13659837&amp;postID=114968408732263924&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13659837/posts/default/114968408732263924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13659837/posts/default/114968408732263924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kel-ly.blogspot.com/2006/06/its-most-wonderful-time-of-year.html' title='it&apos;s the most &apos;wonderful&apos; time of the year~~'/><author><name>KeL-Ly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05241406718324620355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13659837.post-114908069387662125</id><published>2006-05-31T19:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-03T11:57:58.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cuti cuti KL</title><content type='html'>Hard to catch moments&lt;br /&gt;- but i caught it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/1600/DSC00808.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/320/DSC00808.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;duo-coloured sky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/1600/DSC00806.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/320/DSC00806.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;dust-coloured sky along with sunset&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/1600/DSC00805.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7422/1139/320/DSC00805.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;drizzling on the way to KLIA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Taken on the day Mummy and aunts went for their Eurotrip =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having had enuff of exam pressure, I decided to have some fun, i played with my food, went shopping with von, juz n kat, went ycing with sab n way...mainly, 
