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      <title>The Art of Refusal</title>
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      <pubDate>Mon, 13 Apr 2009 06:32:31 GMT</pubDate>
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      <title>Good Friday</title>
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      <pubDate>Fri, 10 Apr 2009 07:58:23 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>
 Happy Good Friday everyone! :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Today marks the day that Jesus died for all of us, many many years ago. It also marks the start of a week-long holiday! Hahah. Which can be not much of a holiday considering I have 3 mid-sem tests in the very week after the holidays, each of which has 20% weightage. &amp;gt;.&amp;lt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Anyway! Today after church service (where they gave free hot-cross buns, woohoo! I was so happy hehe), we headed off for the famous fish and chips in Port Melbourne. I was pretty excited, considering I've heard so much about it. Supposedly there's a tradition about fish &amp;amp; chips and Easter, but no idea what that's about. &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;*shrugs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;So off we went!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i152.photobucket.com/albums/s162/peachblossom88/pm1.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;The place.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;We shared a set for 4 people between 5 of us (Pammie, Jilly, Bianca, Venxhin and I), and we ended up not being able to finish it anyway. Haha. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i152.photobucket.com/albums/s162/peachblossom88/pm2.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;Chips and potato cake.&lt;br&gt;Didn't manage to take pics of the fish, prawns and calamari&lt;br&gt;cause I forgot in my hunger. Haha.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;Sat by the sea because there weren't enough seats at the shop. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i152.photobucket.com/albums/s162/peachblossom88/pm3.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;The view.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;Started throwing chips to the seagulls. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i152.photobucket.com/albums/s162/peachblossom88/pm4.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;The, uh, seagulls.&lt;br&gt;Not pelicans. Hahaha.&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt; *winks to Kitmun*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i152.photobucket.com/albums/s162/peachblossom88/pm6.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;Can you see the chips in two of the seagulls' beaks?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Then began to feed them in the strangest ways.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i152.photobucket.com/albums/s162/peachblossom88/pm5.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;On his head, my friends, are chips on a tissue.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;And finally, you guessed it, posed and took pictures like there was no tomorrow :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i152.photobucket.com/albums/s162/peachblossom88/pm7.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;Ah, I take such pretty pics. :p&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i152.photobucket.com/albums/s162/peachblossom88/pm8.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;Group pic.&lt;br&gt;Ok I know this one is pretty off, but I didn't know the back would be so bright.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i152.photobucket.com/albums/s162/peachblossom88/pm10.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;Pammie and Jilly!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i152.photobucket.com/albums/s162/peachblossom88/pm9.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;Stasha with her awesome posing skills! Hahah.&lt;br&gt;Was trying out the continuous shots and she totally killed it. Haha :p&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i152.photobucket.com/albums/s162/peachblossom88/pm12.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;Us: &quot;ACT CUTE!&quot;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i152.photobucket.com/albums/s162/peachblossom88/pm13.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;Us: &quot;Seagulls!&quot;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;From the looks of it, the first thing in Cheng Joon's (right) head&lt;br&gt;was the fear of seagulls pooping.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;More continuous shots. Only, this time, watch the two guys at the back. The 3 girls in front are just to attract attention. Hahah. :p&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i152.photobucket.com/albums/s162/peachblossom88/pm11.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;Then Eric wanted to learn how girls sit cross-legged.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i152.photobucket.com/albums/s162/peachblossom88/pm14.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;Learning from the sifu, Su Li.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i152.photobucket.com/albums/s162/peachblossom88/pm15.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;He doesn't seem to be doing very well.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i152.photobucket.com/albums/s162/peachblossom88/pm16.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;Nick, the pro.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i152.photobucket.com/albums/s162/peachblossom88/pm17.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;Finally masters the art. Haha.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i152.photobucket.com/albums/s162/peachblossom88/pm18.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&quot;Emo boyband group&quot; pic.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;Apparently the way Eric emo-s is to blow kisses. Hahaha.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i152.photobucket.com/albums/s162/peachblossom88/pm19.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;The gay/act cute pic.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i152.photobucket.com/albums/s162/peachblossom88/pm20.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;To salvage their ego, they did a macho pose.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i152.photobucket.com/albums/s162/peachblossom88/pm21.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;Girl pic!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i152.photobucket.com/albums/s162/peachblossom88/pm22.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;Pouting pic!&lt;br&gt;With a... um... nvm. Hahah.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i152.photobucket.com/albums/s162/peachblossom88/pm23.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;1 to 10 rule!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i152.photobucket.com/albums/s162/peachblossom88/pm24.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;Nick: &quot;ATTACK HOT CHIC!&quot;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i152.photobucket.com/albums/s162/peachblossom88/pm25.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;Eric doing his levitation act.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;Later Stasha, Kitmun, Mavarick, Nick, Cheng Joon and I walked around a little while the rest went back first. Then we sat around and talked and the girls (except me) dog-watched. At one point, two cute dogs pass by, and Mavarick goes, &quot;The first one looks like Nastasha, and the second one looks like Kitmun.&quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Later, as I watch the dogs go on their way, suddenly I go, &quot;Oh. Nastasha just pee-ed.&quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i152.photobucket.com/albums/s162/peachblossom88/pm26.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;A random sign on the floor.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;Easter in 2 days! :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;     
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      <title>Buy! Sell! Buy! Sell!</title>
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      <pubDate>Sat, 04 Apr 2009 03:43:29 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>I've been trading shares online lately.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Only it's not with real money. :p&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;It's an online simulation competition by an investment bank. I wasn't so ambitious to think that I could win it, but I thought it'd be good to try out my luck/skills in shares, so that even if I lost, it would be better than losing real money, and it'd be a good experience.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;So it all started last week. I bought 5-6 different shares, and on the first day itself I lost close to $2000. -.-&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The next few days were spent trying to get back my $2000. And now, after the first week, here's my holdings:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i152.photobucket.com/albums/s162/peachblossom88/shares.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;Share names blocked out.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;Do you see those yellow figures?? I swear I had a profitable share at one point, but I accidentally sold it for too cheap. &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;Sheesh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And if you notice the number of shares, I thought it was normal for people to buy like 1000-2000 shares or so. Apparently not, because the person in the number 1 spot now currently holds 80000-1000000 shares per company. I was like -.-&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;But all is not lost, I have made profits overall okay!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i152.photobucket.com/albums/s162/peachblossom88/profit.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;Yeah, well, it's not much compared to $50000 that other people are getting, but at least it's a profit! &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;*defiant*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Although, all was happy until I found out from my dad that there's this thing called brokerage fees, which is charged everytime you buy (and sell? not sure) your shares.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i152.photobucket.com/albums/s162/peachblossom88/profitbroker.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;*sigh*&lt;/span&gt; But it's still a profit of $166, right?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I guess I have a lot to learn. One thing I've learnt is that I am incredibly, absolutely risk-averse, so I guess that's why I'm not earning much, or at all.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The second thing I've learnt is that, I probably shouldn't play shares because I honestly suck at it.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i152.photobucket.com/albums/s162/peachblossom88/sharerank.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;Stop laughing. -.-&quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;At least there are 521 people suckier than me. Haha. :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
 
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      <title>Keith's 21st</title>
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      <pubDate>Tue, 31 Mar 2009 17:00:14 GMT</pubDate>
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 Celebrated Keith's 21st last Thursday night (and am blogging about it now as promised). Went to Hang Guk Kuan, and because everyone was so busy talking, Manrou and I ended up ordering for us all. We said that we definitely, absolutely &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;must&lt;/span&gt; order their chicken, but somehow ended up forgetting to, until we were halfway through dinner. So, we frantically called the waiter and went: &quot;Um, can we order this &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;*points to the picture*&lt;/span&gt; if we haven't ordered it already?&quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i152.photobucket.com/albums/s162/peachblossom88/hgg1.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;Seafood tofu.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i152.photobucket.com/albums/s162/peachblossom88/hgg2.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;Kimchiiiiiiii. :)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;Ate, chatted. The normal stuffs. We kept bullying Wei Siang because he sat right at the end of the table, and whenever he asked us to help him take food, we'd give him:&lt;br&gt;- empty mussel shells&lt;br&gt;- chicken bits&lt;br&gt;- just sauce&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Hahah. Well, not really, we said we would, but we always didn't. We're nice people. :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i152.photobucket.com/albums/s162/peachblossom88/hgg3.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;Kye Li, Shanice and Joanne.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;  &lt;br&gt;  &lt;img src=&quot;http://i152.photobucket.com/albums/s162/peachblossom88/hgg4.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;The two &quot;very nice&quot; people. :p&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;Ate until we were stuffed. Then the cake was brought out, and we sang really loudly to embarrass Keith (yes we're nice people).&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i152.photobucket.com/albums/s162/peachblossom88/hgg5.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;Joanne, me and Hui Ching, Keith's girlfriend and &lt;br&gt;the one who so nicely supplied me with TVB dramas! Hehe! :)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i152.photobucket.com/albums/s162/peachblossom88/hgg6.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;Hui Ching and Keith, the birthday boy. :)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i152.photobucket.com/albums/s162/peachblossom88/hgg7.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;The cake!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i152.photobucket.com/albums/s162/peachblossom88/hgg8.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;So funny la this smile. Hahaha. :p&lt;br&gt;And poser Wei Siang in the background. :p&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i152.photobucket.com/albums/s162/peachblossom88/hgg9.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;EVIL MANROU! -.-&lt;br&gt;Hahaha.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;All in all, it was fun just to have an excuse to go Hang Guk Kuan and have dinner together. Hahah. Nola, we really wanted to celebrate his birthday, but since we've been wanting to go there for 3 weeks already, it certainly didn't hurt. :D&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i152.photobucket.com/albums/s162/peachblossom88/hgg10.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;Group pic!&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;And that was his birthday celebration. :p&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;     
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      <title>Twinnings</title>
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      <pubDate>Sun, 29 Mar 2009 22:36:39 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>1) I'm drinking a Twinning's flavoured tea; Green tea with orange and lotus leaf infusion. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;How weird can tea flavours get? Pretty weird. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Wellbeing Infusion tea; blackberry, ginseng and vanilla infused.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;2) Mobile phone contract is ending, what should I get?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;3) I got my dates when I'm coming back to Malaysia. Should i take Air Asia X? Just RM1900 for tickets. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
 
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      <title>Earth Hour, A Time To Vote For Global Warming</title>
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      <pubDate>Sat, 28 Mar 2009 12:15:57 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>Earth Hour 2009 came and went. For those of you who are unaware, Earth Hour is where you turn off your lights for an hour, as a vote to save the Earth from global warming.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Now, I have no idea how effective it is, or whether anyone out there actually goes around in a helicopter and starts counting the lights that are off or something, but I thought it'd be fun to try out for once.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;So excited was I that I got out my camera once again to take pictures and videos. At 8.25pm, I stood on my balcony and started filming the city lights. At 8.30pm, one patch of lights went off and I was like, &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;yay it's starting!&lt;/span&gt; But after waiting until 8.33pm I realised that not only are none of the other lights going off, I spotted some even turning on! I was like -.-&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i152.photobucket.com/albums/s162/peachblossom88/before.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;Before 8.30pm.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i152.photobucket.com/albums/s162/peachblossom88/after.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;After 8.30pm.&lt;br&gt;I ask you, is there any difference at all?! -.-&lt;br&gt;Other than the part I pointed out, of course.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;So I gave up and came back in. Then I began to wash my dishes in the dark. &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;I kid you not&lt;/span&gt;. Is that amazing or what! Hahah. :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;After finishing that, I was totally lost as to what to do. So, I began to film in the dark and talk random nonsense. I think I began with, &quot;This is the longest hour of my life!!&quot; I mean, I couldn't use the computer, watch TV, read, study, do my work, shower, or even go to the bathroom! &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Later I even took Teddy to play with, making it play peekaboo with the cam. Haha.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And after all that, it was only 9.10pm. -.-&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;So for the rest of the time, I just sat there and stoned. At 9.30pm, I went out to record for one last time to see if any lights came on at 9.30pm. But again, &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;nothing&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And that, folks, was my &quot;awesome&quot; Earth Hour experience.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;No wonder the Earth is going to die of global warming one day. -.-&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
 
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      <pubDate>Fri, 27 Mar 2009 11:58:53 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>My early Christmas has arrived, from a modern santa who sends presents not with a sleigh drawn by reindeers, but through the post. :p&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i152.photobucket.com/albums/s162/peachblossom88/earlyxmas.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;The parcel that made my day.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;I've been anticipating this parcel for days now, but I thought it'd come in 2 weeks. Instead, it took only 4 days.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;4 days!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Needless to say, I was impressed and the whole morning before picking it up from the post office, I was restless. When I finally got the parcel in my hands, I went home and took a million pictures of it. And as if that wasn't enough, I even took a video of myself as I opened the parcel, talking to the camera the whole time. I guess you can tell how excited I was. Hahah.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And you know what, videos rock! :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Will blog about Keith's birthday celebration later. And because I forgot to wish him when I saw him today (I'm sorrryyy! &amp;gt;.&amp;lt;), happy birthday Keith! :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Oh well, not like he reads this blog anyway. I think. Haha. :p&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
 
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      <title>Straight Out of a Novel</title>
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      <pubDate>Sat, 21 Mar 2009 02:25:41 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i152.photobucket.com/albums/s162/peachblossom88/proposal1.jpg&quot; height=&quot;300&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&quot;Marry me?&quot;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;Who can say no to that? :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- begin(Yahoo ad) --&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://ypn-rss.overture.com/rss/35557/71986/click/&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://ypn-rss.overture.com/rss/35557/71986/img/?url=http%3A%2F%2Fcrapz.blogdrive.com%2Farchive%2F558.html&amp;amp;pid=1846251505&quot; alt=&quot;Ads by Yahoo!&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;!-- end(Yahoo ad) --&gt;</description>
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      <title>Wake Me Up Before It's Too Late</title>
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      <pubDate>Wed, 18 Mar 2009 07:25:08 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>
             An hour ago I was lazily snoozing during an afternoon nap, after spending most of the morning being blur, dizzy and having what felt like an incredibly heavy head.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Snuggling under my blanket, suddenly, the bed starts to shake a little, and I thought in slight surprise and annoyance: &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;Who is that, shaking my bed...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Then, in my half-awake state, I thought that my teddy bear was shaking my bed, because he's the only one in my apartment with me.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i152.photobucket.com/albums/s162/peachblossom88/culprit.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;The suspected culprit's mugshot.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;Only then did realization kick in and I realised: &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;Waitaminute.. no one should be here to shake my bed! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;Omg.. is this an &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;earthquake&lt;/span&gt;?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Immediately wide awake, with eyes bigger than you've ever seen them, I jumped out of bed and was panicky but blurrr like crazy. I glanced out the balcony to see if people outside were screaming and running around in chaos while firetrucks and police cars sped around and buildings crumbled to dust, but all I saw were people happily walking around and frolicking in the sun.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And I was like, did I just dream that? &lt;br&gt;Did someone really heavy just fall down and shake the building? &lt;br&gt;Was it a ghost?! o.O&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Went on the internet to see if there were any breaking news, but there weren't any yet. Started to gather my thoughts and packed my passport, keys, hp, and some money in my bag in case I had to run. Planned to grab my jacket, and even considered changing to, er, proper run-in-the-event-of-an-earthquake clothes, but was too lazy to. Remembered the quake 2 weeks ago which I didn't even feel. -.-&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Checked the news a few minutes later to find that it was indeed an earthquake. Went online to nudge Kyeli and Kitmun if they felt it, and Manrou said she felt it too. We both heard and saw so many helicopters flying overhead, and my heart was pounding like crazy from the aftermath of it all. The sound of the helicopters made it scarier, but it also made me happy that the emergency response is so fast (at least, I hope it was the emergency response).&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Manrou said she wants to fly back home (she's just kidding.. I think). Kyeli said I should call her the next time it happens cause she wants to feel it too. Hahah! These people. :p&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;My emergency evacuation bag is still on my lap, and I am still ready to run if necessary. I don't think I'll get any sleep tonight.. even though the tremors lasted for about 5 seconds and measured only 4.6.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;... Whatt, my first earthquake/tremor experience mah! &amp;gt;.&amp;lt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;             
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      <pubDate>Fri, 13 Mar 2009 12:56:20 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>I woke up 6:45 am today just to buy MJ tickets online.. MJ.. Michael Jackson! His last tour in UK in his life, and presale few days ago was totally sold out! He added from around 10 concerts in London to 50 due to high demand, breaking a new speed record of tickets sales.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Luckily, I managed to get two at GBP75 each. Now I'm wondering, should i re-sell it? Ebay resell tickets can go up to GBP180 each. thats.. over RM1000 profit. LOL.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;What should I do?&lt;br&gt;&lt;!-- begin(Yahoo ad) --&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://ypn-rss.overture.com/rss/35557/71986/click/&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://ypn-rss.overture.com/rss/35557/71986/img/?url=http%3A%2F%2Fcrapz.blogdrive.com%2Farchive%2F556.html&amp;amp;pid=1846251505&quot; alt=&quot;Ads by Yahoo!&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;!-- end(Yahoo ad) --&gt;</description>
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