<?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-14744322</id><updated>2011-08-07T20:19:56.292+08:00</updated><category term='pocoyo.'/><title type='text'>: the other side of me.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://judy172.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judy172.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>judy172</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10185527882436962981</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>246</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14744322.post-5403135755646799611</id><published>2010-11-10T17:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-10T17:50:01.097+08:00</updated><title type='text'>because you appreciate me.</title><content type='html'>im suffering insomnia again! it got a little serious at the begining of this week. i always go to bed around 10 but i am still awake at 11pm, 12 midnight and sometimes 1am.. yesterday was worst, i was half asleep and when i looked out at the window, it was a little bit bright. can you believe that? it's already morning and i havent sleep, as in sleep sleep, you know? i felt tired when i wake up in the morning. this is so wrong. everything is doing in the opposite direction. how can this be? i don't know why i'm like this, i go to bed early but dont get to sleep in until late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the cool thing is, im always getting lots of thoughts before i sleep. i know im not an author, creator or something but it just comes to me like that. it is the same like how sometimes i'm thinking about something when im not suppose to and my mother would tell me to stop thinking and just go to sleep but i wasn't even thinking about it, it just pops out of my mind from no where.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have lots of thoughts but the one that i think was cool was what i had last night. it's about heaven, hell and earth.. i know this is weird but IT JUST COMES TO MY MIND AND I CANT CONTROL MY MIND SO TADA! every wonder why we're in earth? why some people die and go to heaven and some to hell? some may say those who do good will go to heaven and vice versa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my thought from last night is saying that people in earth is just like where students take their  exam in school, those who pass can go to heaven where people can have fun and enjoy their holiday, those who fail have to go to hell/tuition to do more "revision" and retake the exam again in earth/school. the whole cycle will continue to circulate until we all "pass our exam". i wonder how earth will be if we're all behaving good and totally have no bad things going on around the world, we'll all go to heaven and there wont be anyone left on earth. hmmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cool thought eh? i'm sure there'll be people who totally have no idea what im saying. this is what always happen to me. so sien. only me and some people who are close to me knows what im saying. i have bad explanation skills. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;judy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14744322-5403135755646799611?l=judy172.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/5403135755646799611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/5403135755646799611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judy172.blogspot.com/2010/11/because-you-appreciate-me.html' title='because you appreciate me.'/><author><name>judy172</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10185527882436962981</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14744322.post-6634426657756051537</id><published>2010-11-06T18:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-06T18:27:47.921+08:00</updated><title type='text'>introducing me .</title><content type='html'>it's weekend and i'm too bored and hence the below questionaire. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LAST&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Last beverage: water.&lt;br /&gt;2.Last phone call: yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;3.Last text message: this morning.&lt;br /&gt;4.Last song you listened to: 新不了情&lt;br /&gt;5.Last time you cried: when dajie left perth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAVE YOU EVER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.Got back with someone you've broken up with: yea.&lt;br /&gt;7. Been cheated on: yes.&lt;br /&gt;8.Kissed someone &amp;amp; regretted it: no.&lt;br /&gt;9. Lost someone special: no.&lt;br /&gt;10.Been depressed: yes.&lt;br /&gt;11.Been drunk and threw up: i dont think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LIST THREE FAVORITE COLORS:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. green&lt;br /&gt;13. pink&lt;br /&gt;14. red&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THIS YEAR YOU HAVE: ( 2010)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15.Made a new friend:yea..&lt;br /&gt;16.Fallen out of love: hmm..&lt;br /&gt;17. Laughed until you cried: always..&lt;br /&gt;18. Met someone who changed you: no.&lt;br /&gt;19. Found out who your true friends were: i think so?&lt;br /&gt;20. Found out someone was talking about you: yes&lt;br /&gt;21. Kissed anyone on your Facebook friend's list: yes&lt;br /&gt;22. How many people on your friends list do you know in real life: mostly&lt;br /&gt;23. How many kids do you want?: 2 or 3&lt;br /&gt;24. do you have any pets: yea..&lt;br /&gt;25. Do you want to change your name: last time..&lt;br /&gt;26. What did you do for your last birthday: dont remember.&lt;br /&gt;27. What time did you wake up?: today? 12 noon. :D&lt;br /&gt;28. What were you doing at midnight last night?: just arrived home.&lt;br /&gt;29. Name something you CANNOT wait for: home.&lt;br /&gt;30. Last time you saw your Mother: last week i think.&lt;br /&gt;31. What is one thing you wish you could change about your life: be a brunei citizen.&lt;br /&gt;32. What are you listening to right now: replay - sean kingston&lt;br /&gt;33. Have you ever talked to a person named Tom: nope.&lt;br /&gt;34. Who is getting on your nerves now?: no one.&lt;br /&gt;35. Most visited webpage: facebook.&lt;br /&gt;36. What’s your real name: Judy Goh Ting Ting.&lt;br /&gt;37. Nicknames: ting&lt;br /&gt;38. Relationship Status: in a relationship&lt;br /&gt;39. Zodiac sign: Saggitarius&lt;br /&gt;40. Male or Female?: female&lt;br /&gt;41. Primary School?: CHMS&lt;br /&gt;42. Secondary School?: CHMS&lt;br /&gt;43. High school/college?: CIC&lt;br /&gt;44.Hair color: black.&lt;br /&gt;45. Long or short?: not long not short.&lt;br /&gt;46. Height: 164cm&lt;br /&gt;47. Do you have a crush on someone?: TEEHEE.&lt;br /&gt;48. What do you like about yourself? : don't know. everything? HEHE.&lt;br /&gt;49. Piercings: ears.&lt;br /&gt;50. Tattoos: no.&lt;br /&gt;51. Righty or lefty: right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FIRST:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;52. First surgery: not yet.&lt;br /&gt;53. First piercing: 7 years old i think.&lt;br /&gt;54. First best friend: CPJ. XD&lt;br /&gt;55. First sport you joined: badminton.&lt;br /&gt;56. First vacation: dont remember&lt;br /&gt;57. First pair of trainers, tennis shoes: no idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RIGHT NOW:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;58. Eating: none.&lt;br /&gt;59. Drinking: nothing&lt;br /&gt;60. I'm about to: finish this thing.&lt;br /&gt;61. Listening to: 寂寞寂寞就好&lt;br /&gt;62. Waiting for: tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;63. I'm feeling: BORED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YOUR FUTURE:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;64 Want kids?: yup&lt;br /&gt;65. Get married?: duh&lt;br /&gt;66 Career: with lots of $$$&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YOUR DREAM GUY/GIRL:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;67. Lips or eyes: any&lt;br /&gt;68. Hugs or kisses: both&lt;br /&gt;69. Shorter or taller?: taller&lt;br /&gt;70. Older or Younger: older&lt;br /&gt;71. Romantic or spontaneous: both&lt;br /&gt;72. Nice stomach or nice arms: any&lt;br /&gt;73. Sensitive or loud: any&lt;br /&gt;74. Hook-up or Relationship: relationship&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAVE YOU:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;75. Kissed a stranger: nope&lt;br /&gt;76. Drank hard liquor: no&lt;br /&gt;77. Lost glasses/contacts: every morning.&lt;br /&gt;78. Sex on first date: HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;79. Broken someone's heart: yea..&lt;br /&gt;80. Been arrested: nope&lt;br /&gt;81. Turned someone down: yea..&lt;br /&gt;82. Cried when someone died: yes&lt;br /&gt;83. Fallen for a friend: TEEHEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DO YOU BELIEVE IN:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;84. Yourself: don't know.&lt;br /&gt;85. Love at first sight: don't know.&lt;br /&gt;86. Heaven: yes&lt;br /&gt;87. Santa Claus: last time.&lt;br /&gt;88. Kiss on the first date: i can do that if i want to. i dont have to believe in it. right?&lt;br /&gt;89. Angels: don't know.&lt;br /&gt;90. God: yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ANSWER TRUTHFULLY:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;91. Had more than 1 girlfriend/boyfriend at a time: AHHH.. no.&lt;br /&gt;92. Your bestest friends: CPJ and 581.&lt;br /&gt;93. Did something illegal?: no.&lt;br /&gt;94. If you could go back in time, how far would you go?: when i don have to make decisions.&lt;br /&gt;95. Who do you miss: pipi&lt;br /&gt;96. Are you afraid of falling in love?: why?&lt;br /&gt;97. Favourite phrase: or 之类的．．&lt;br /&gt;98. Last msn convo: CPJ&lt;br /&gt;99. Would you give your life to save someone else's?: maybe&lt;br /&gt;100. Are you afraid of posting this as 100 truths?: don't get it. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;Judy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14744322-6634426657756051537?l=judy172.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/6634426657756051537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/6634426657756051537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judy172.blogspot.com/2010/11/introducing-me.html' title='introducing me .'/><author><name>judy172</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10185527882436962981</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14744322.post-4938491155715784575</id><published>2010-10-31T16:06:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T16:34:55.178+08:00</updated><title type='text'>because im bored.</title><content type='html'>HELLO. a lot had happened since the last time i blogged which is like 4 months ago. i've completed my certificate IV and i'll be going to uni next year! hooray! i am so bored now. i facebook, read blogs, watch some taiwan variety shows, youtube (ryan higa is so funny!), chat and now i have decided to blog again. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this week's weather was crazy. it's spring and yet the wind was always blowing like crazy when im on my way to work. the weather forecast mentioned that next week's weather will be extremely hot! what a huge contrast. ahhh.. i don even know why i'm bloggin about the weather anyway. maybe, because im just too bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe i'll just upload some pics and say something interesting if i got any later. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/TM0okhqJ29I/AAAAAAAABJ8/dfZH89KtOFM/s1600/101026-200309.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534124125083786194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/TM0okhqJ29I/AAAAAAAABJ8/dfZH89KtOFM/s400/101026-200309.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; my taste like nothing special buttermilk cheesecake. it took me a long time to crush all the sweet biscuit and flatten them into the pan and everything but i cant actually taste the biscuit AT ALL. how sad is that. it worst thing is it only worth 6.5 out of 10! i guess that's why we dont see buttermilk cheesecake in cafes that often because it taste OK only. :\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/TM0nOFO-FVI/AAAAAAAABJ0/AiZr4BD19xo/s1600/67622_448184361025_728156025_5484035_4595777_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534122639984825682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 224px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/TM0nOFO-FVI/AAAAAAAABJ0/AiZr4BD19xo/s400/67622_448184361025_728156025_5484035_4595777_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i can ice skate and i like it. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a id="myphotolink" href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?op=1&amp;amp;view=global&amp;amp;subj=1712972167&amp;amp;pid=7436033&amp;amp;id=685925350"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/TM0mBtaRnlI/AAAAAAAABJs/mCQ-Yl-M8QQ/s1600/DSC01265.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534121327919734354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/TM0mBtaRnlI/AAAAAAAABJs/mCQ-Yl-M8QQ/s400/DSC01265.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/TM0mBOfsaFI/AAAAAAAABJk/KFA96vT5A3Q/s1600/DSC01152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534121319620962386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/TM0mBOfsaFI/AAAAAAAABJk/KFA96vT5A3Q/s400/DSC01152.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; me and me sister in me sister's graduation. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i have nothing new to update atm. stay tune. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Judy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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/14744322-4938491155715784575?l=judy172.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/4938491155715784575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/4938491155715784575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judy172.blogspot.com/2010/10/because-im-bored.html' title='because im bored.'/><author><name>judy172</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10185527882436962981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/TM0okhqJ29I/AAAAAAAABJ8/dfZH89KtOFM/s72-c/101026-200309.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14744322.post-6184985636063599696</id><published>2010-06-23T13:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T13:58:33.532+08:00</updated><title type='text'>23 june 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/TCGh9cpGMHI/AAAAAAAABJU/mpaRL8XNb74/s1600/IMG_3319.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485843898146631794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/TCGh9cpGMHI/AAAAAAAABJU/mpaRL8XNb74/s400/IMG_3319.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/TCGh89D8USI/AAAAAAAABJM/rjuAv9s5j2k/s1600/IMG_3312.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485843889669296418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/TCGh89D8USI/AAAAAAAABJM/rjuAv9s5j2k/s400/IMG_3312.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/TCGh8fiqeeI/AAAAAAAABJE/_atAcwlcsPg/s1600/IMG_3310.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485843881745086946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/TCGh8fiqeeI/AAAAAAAABJE/_atAcwlcsPg/s400/IMG_3310.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/TCGh8BM57VI/AAAAAAAABI8/ZWrXHGTeygA/s1600/IMG_3335.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485843873600761170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/TCGh8BM57VI/AAAAAAAABI8/ZWrXHGTeygA/s400/IMG_3335.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;JuDY&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/14744322-6184985636063599696?l=judy172.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/6184985636063599696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/6184985636063599696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judy172.blogspot.com/2010/06/23-june-2010.html' title='23 june 2010'/><author><name>judy172</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10185527882436962981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/TCGh9cpGMHI/AAAAAAAABJU/mpaRL8XNb74/s72-c/IMG_3319.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14744322.post-8108233393643339914</id><published>2010-05-14T19:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T19:10:26.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Party People.</title><content type='html'>Hello.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, winter is just a month away and I'm freezing cold right now. Can't really type much but here I am blogging so my blog doesn't look dull with no updates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diploma was great. Did expect that I can use autocad and draw plans. I've drawn quite a few plans, elevation, axonometric as in in 3D. Comparing to the previous me, I feel so pro right now but of course there's heaps of people who are 1000 times more pro than me. But you will never satisfied if you keep comparing yourself with others and I've learnt to satisfy right now. I see things more.. What do you call that? More.. "OK"? I don't know. However, I'm with the changes I've made because I really feel much more happier being this way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 more weeks and I'll be enjoying my holiday. Can't wait. I have a poster, inking, report and stuff waiting for me to finish. Cant wait for next semester to know what I'll be learning. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Judy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14744322-8108233393643339914?l=judy172.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/8108233393643339914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/8108233393643339914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judy172.blogspot.com/2010/05/party-people.html' title='Party People.'/><author><name>judy172</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10185527882436962981</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14744322.post-4528941566361083291</id><published>2010-04-23T09:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T09:21:17.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'>23 April 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/S9D1S-7BTvI/AAAAAAAABI0/62FtRrDPCKg/s1600/IMG_0292.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463136054477410034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/S9D1S-7BTvI/AAAAAAAABI0/62FtRrDPCKg/s400/IMG_0292.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/S9D1SpqbFKI/AAAAAAAABIs/PVUVmTHTu1g/s1600/IMG_0290.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463136048770651298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/S9D1SpqbFKI/AAAAAAAABIs/PVUVmTHTu1g/s400/IMG_0290.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am cold. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have a meeting at 11am,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;class starts at 2:30pm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My hands are freezing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am cold. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love, JUDY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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/14744322-4528941566361083291?l=judy172.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/4528941566361083291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/4528941566361083291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judy172.blogspot.com/2010/04/23-april-2010.html' title='23 April 2010'/><author><name>judy172</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10185527882436962981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/S9D1S-7BTvI/AAAAAAAABI0/62FtRrDPCKg/s72-c/IMG_0292.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14744322.post-3458531820662436625</id><published>2010-04-11T15:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T15:45:57.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1 2 3</title><content type='html'>Hello.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going back to college again starting tomorrow. I enjoyed my Easter Break. Went out 6 in a week, all the walking makes my back ache. Did some unnecessary shopping. Girls will always be girls. But sadly, no pictures were taken. I borrowed some dvds from my cousins. I'm currently watching UP. Not a bad cartoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hair is so long now. I think this is the longest hair I've had for 19 years. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm super not confident with my studies at the moment. I'm like "half-half" only. It's like i understand but not quite. Something like that. My aim for this year is pass and be able to promote to Year 2. Oh well, I'll try my very best to meet the requirement. My aim had already drop a lot compared to last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might bake apple crumble or cook dinner soon. I don't like the apple that I bought last week. It's not sweet yet it's super expensive. $1 per apple. I have 4 of them left and I'm planning to make apple crumble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love JUDY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14744322-3458531820662436625?l=judy172.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/3458531820662436625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/3458531820662436625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judy172.blogspot.com/2010/04/1-2-3.html' title='1 2 3'/><author><name>judy172</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10185527882436962981</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14744322.post-8661041059871218849</id><published>2010-02-11T13:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T13:52:14.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'>恰恰好</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/S3OYd5qupvI/AAAAAAAABIk/LBfDooVWlRc/s1600-h/IMG_0307.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436856814629988082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/S3OYd5qupvI/AAAAAAAABIk/LBfDooVWlRc/s400/IMG_0307.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; my dad and I. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/S3OYdKHKFEI/AAAAAAAABIc/-UjhZMbQ6qc/s1600-h/IMG_0463.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436856801864324162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/S3OYdKHKFEI/AAAAAAAABIc/-UjhZMbQ6qc/s400/IMG_0463.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; my husband holding my ring and me holding my kid. haha. the gone crazy family. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hello. im so lazy to blog these days. i have nothing to blog about because i'm doing the same thing practically everyday and it's bored. my grandma is here and my parents and pipi will be arriving in perth this saturday! can't wait to see them. im gonna spend 24hours with them. hopefully i get to sleep in the hotel with them. i don't mind sleeping on the couch. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been watching taiwan varieties shows （康熙来了&amp;amp; 大学生了没）like crazy since i've got nothing to do. i've been job hunting since last year as well, it is SO hard to get a part time job but fortunately i got one, as a waitress. i went for training yesterday. everything went well. the lady will call me up once she has arrange the timetable for my shifts. HOORAY! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i was woken up by this lady who comes for inspection. everything was ok except for the windows and oven. i went online after that, had breakfast, did my laundry, took my shower and now im here. im bored again now, im gonna go have mushroom with rice for lunch now. tata. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;JUDY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14744322-8661041059871218849?l=judy172.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/8661041059871218849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/8661041059871218849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judy172.blogspot.com/2010/02/blog-post.html' title='恰恰好'/><author><name>judy172</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10185527882436962981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/S3OYd5qupvI/AAAAAAAABIk/LBfDooVWlRc/s72-c/IMG_0307.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14744322.post-5980522250659208162</id><published>2010-01-15T11:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T12:11:37.718+08:00</updated><title type='text'>short update.</title><content type='html'>hello hello! it's been super long since i last blogged. a lot had happened but i'll just skip everything until the day i reached perth. i arrived perth with my sis early in the morning on monday. i dont have to be back so early but she had to start class early(mine starts in march) so here i am with her. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i'm back to my aunty life now, doing house chores almost everyday. the weather is just so crazy. it's SO HOT that no words can decribe. well, actually there is. you just feel like staying in the fridge throughout the whole summer and comes out only when autumn is here. the temperature for this sunday is crazily 42 degrees! it's only 30+ degrees now and we're already complaining, imagine how are we gonna survive on sunday. it's just so sizzling outside. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so lazy to blog right now. i'll try to blog as much as i can, since i'm not going to uni soon. bye. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;judy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14744322-5980522250659208162?l=judy172.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/5980522250659208162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/5980522250659208162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judy172.blogspot.com/2010/01/short-update.html' title='short update.'/><author><name>judy172</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10185527882436962981</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14744322.post-7733740727713219786</id><published>2009-11-18T19:40:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T20:17:54.512+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's all about the money.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hello. Happi has gotten her result and I'm glad that she got really good results! It's either she's born to be smart or I just have the potential to be a tuition teacher? Dajie helped me make the bluetooth thingy and now I can upload pictures. Hooray!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I want to have good english. I want to be able to write long long post to bored people to death, IF ONLY THERE ARE READER THAT IS. I want to be able to explain things clearly so that people do understand what I was trying to say. Boohoo. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures below are taken in Brunei. Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SwPgKeOhw9I/AAAAAAAABIM/So0WFIxtQuk/s1600/DSC00168.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405410448292037586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 101px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SwPgKeOhw9I/AAAAAAAABIM/So0WFIxtQuk/s400/DSC00168.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;BUDDY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405410440534664354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 104px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SwPgKBVBpKI/AAAAAAAABIE/i2j-UomrQzo/s400/DSC00165.jpg" border="0" /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405410438656323538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SwPgJ6VMb9I/AAAAAAAABH8/8nn-RBVjcsU/s400/311020094852.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; baby with funny looking bag that looks like a hat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SwPfmXzfYnI/AAAAAAAABHw/hm9eHcUkJcw/s1600/201020094846.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405409828092732018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SwPfmXzfYnI/AAAAAAAABHw/hm9eHcUkJcw/s400/201020094846.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; pipi. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SwPfllbhFdI/AAAAAAAABHk/6rosMC8z8k4/s1600/181020094842.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405409814570407378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SwPfllbhFdI/AAAAAAAABHk/6rosMC8z8k4/s400/181020094842.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; papa and pipi playing tap tap revenge on iphone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SwPfleV5m6I/AAAAAAAABHc/-w44y2Gz8YM/s1600/141120094874.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405409812667800482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SwPfleV5m6I/AAAAAAAABHc/-w44y2Gz8YM/s400/141120094874.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;weee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SwPfk6F3GCI/AAAAAAAABHU/Djh0iL3SJOc/s1600/141120094873.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405409802936850466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SwPfk6F3GCI/AAAAAAAABHU/Djh0iL3SJOc/s400/141120094873.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; aww~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SwPfkjhtITI/AAAAAAAABHM/PRcrqAiSiM0/s1600/031120094862.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405409796879622450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SwPfkjhtITI/AAAAAAAABHM/PRcrqAiSiM0/s400/031120094862.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; me with BLACK bread that tasted just like a normal white bread. it's black because it's made from charcoal or something like that. not really sure lah. bought it from lof. muahahahhahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;Judy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14744322-7733740727713219786?l=judy172.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/7733740727713219786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/7733740727713219786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judy172.blogspot.com/2009/11/its-all-about-money.html' title='it&apos;s all about the money.'/><author><name>judy172</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10185527882436962981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SwPgKeOhw9I/AAAAAAAABIM/So0WFIxtQuk/s72-c/DSC00168.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14744322.post-1414495433923630522</id><published>2009-11-10T18:02:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T20:40:35.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you make my knees wobble wobble.</title><content type='html'>It's the middle of the week and I'm looking forward for Sunday to come. I've got some pictures to upload but I left my cable in Perth and I can't fix the bluetooth thingy on my laptop therefore there wont be pictures at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I've mentioned in the previous post, I think, saying that I would like to be a vegetarian. I've think about it and I think I should be a vegetarian, in fact, I would be a vegetarian for the rest of my life too. Many would say that vegetarian get less nutrients and vitamins as some of the important nutrients such as calcium and iron are mostly found in meat. But that's not true, we get them in fruits and vegetables too. Anyway, I had vegetarian lunch, 2 butter milk bun for tea and I've also tapao-ed food from the vegetarian restaurant, which means.. WHOLE DAY WITH NO MEAT! but I'm not sure if I can quit McD or not. Maybe once in a while..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happi's exam finishes this Friday which means I'll be less stress. By the way, I'm suffering insomnia. It's been a long time, ever since I was still in Perth. I would really like to cure it as soon as possible. It's not like I can't sleep for the whole night but I only get to go to sleep around 12 midnight even if I go to bed around 10pm. Please to let me know if you know methods of treating insomnia. I've searched the internet for this and tried some of them. I even tried forcing myself to yawn before I go to bed but still it didn't work for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SvlIUTlJUNI/AAAAAAAABHE/arlnghK5TqA/s1600-h/Bio_VannessWu_Front.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402428741698277586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 307px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SvlIUTlJUNI/AAAAAAAABHE/arlnghK5TqA/s400/Bio_VannessWu_Front.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; HEHEHE. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SvlIFID5tyI/AAAAAAAABG8/LP8uqOIgjIg/s1600-h/mirandakerroceandrive3bri5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402428480908015394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 333px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SvlIFID5tyI/AAAAAAAABG8/LP8uqOIgjIg/s400/mirandakerroceandrive3bri5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; miranda kerr, a model from victoria secret. she's so cute, pretty and sexy! don't you think so? i know her from the magazines i read in perth. yes, i enjoy looking at leng loi too. i'm a half "man" you know. wo + "man" = woman. get it? although i'm still a LADY not a WOMAN! lady sounds more young and pretty while woman sounds totally like an aunty. no offence but that's what i think. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SvlIFO7hLYI/AAAAAAAABG0/ULAnBLKWcyo/s1600-h/3655100533_21014f4a07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402428482751901058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SvlIFO7hLYI/AAAAAAAABG0/ULAnBLKWcyo/s400/3655100533_21014f4a07.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SvlIEiiZTfI/AAAAAAAABGs/LNtiVfWGQn4/s1600-h/3624996153_3ed1588e3c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402428470835367410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 329px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SvlIEiiZTfI/AAAAAAAABGs/LNtiVfWGQn4/s400/3624996153_3ed1588e3c.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SvlIEciVQ5I/AAAAAAAABGk/zwXw00VPhoE/s1600-h/Anne_Hathaway_0433.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402428469224489874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 391px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SvlIEciVQ5I/AAAAAAAABGk/zwXw00VPhoE/s400/Anne_Hathaway_0433.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; anne hathaway, always gorgeous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SvlHBcgY30I/AAAAAAAABGc/3Uxm_Ak89JY/s1600-h/article-0-05465543000005DC-905_468x303.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402427318165102402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 259px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SvlHBcgY30I/AAAAAAAABGc/3Uxm_Ak89JY/s400/article-0-05465543000005DC-905_468x303.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; guess who's the female in the picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SvlHBMmyPKI/AAAAAAAABGU/YQhVcS0tZig/s1600-h/281x211.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402427313896963234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 281px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 211px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SvlHBMmyPKI/AAAAAAAABGU/YQhVcS0tZig/s400/281x211.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; yup, it's her. emma watson who plays the role hermoine in the movie, harry potter. all grown up, isn't it? yes, talking like an aunty but not admitting it. LALALALLALA~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SvlHA7GkDLI/AAAAAAAABGM/xk2c-MFzbQs/s1600-h/img_0139.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402427309198412978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SvlHA7GkDLI/AAAAAAAABGM/xk2c-MFzbQs/s400/img_0139.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; WAHAHA! i have only 1 word for him. 帅! or maybe another one. 酷!! he's currently known as my boyfriend at home. shhh.. i'm watching Last One Standing 与敌同行 on tv at the moment. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SvlHAsgecqI/AAAAAAAABGE/8ecFa6BSkBI/s1600-h/292x300_2008_10_30_zhengkaweng_30ma003_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402427305280565922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SvlHAsgecqI/AAAAAAAABGE/8ecFa6BSkBI/s400/292x300_2008_10_30_zhengkaweng_30ma003_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SvlHAdBF1tI/AAAAAAAABF8/eU-Q8bCRztU/s1600-h/_27MG001_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402427301122397906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SvlHAdBF1tI/AAAAAAAABF8/eU-Q8bCRztU/s400/_27MG001_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the female besides him, 陈法拉 is very pretty too. don't you think so?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodbye. :)&lt;br /&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/14744322-1414495433923630522?l=judy172.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/1414495433923630522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/1414495433923630522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judy172.blogspot.com/2009/11/you-make-my-knees-wooble-wooble.html' title='you make my knees wobble wobble.'/><author><name>judy172</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10185527882436962981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SvlIUTlJUNI/AAAAAAAABHE/arlnghK5TqA/s72-c/Bio_VannessWu_Front.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14744322.post-7875318363176027164</id><published>2009-11-07T17:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T17:16:15.964+08:00</updated><title type='text'>short update.</title><content type='html'>i was suppose to go home just now but i felt so bored so i drove myself from the office to jerudong and back home again. i like driving fast. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happi said her english and science exams was okay. i do hope that she can get at least 80% for all the hard work that we've put in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so happy that tomorrow is sunday again. i love sunday. i love being with my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;JuDY.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14744322-7875318363176027164?l=judy172.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/7875318363176027164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/7875318363176027164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judy172.blogspot.com/2009/11/short-update.html' title='short update.'/><author><name>judy172</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10185527882436962981</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14744322.post-7435719254726691433</id><published>2009-11-03T14:29:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T15:46:10.075+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dance dance.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hello. I tutoring my younger sister ever since I come back due to the banned of private tuitions. Her exams starts tomorrow and I'm not sure if she can do well in her exams. She did okay in all the revisions I gave her but she's still not very confident yet. I need to wake up early to give her more revision to do before her exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, below are pictures taken when I was in Perth. I'm too lazy to put the pictures in order. Pictures are taken in various places. I've type in captions so that you wont be confuse. Enjoy. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/Su_ZXYEs2eI/AAAAAAAABF0/EdN3VFDpUbo/s1600-h/ubu.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399773473862900194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/Su_ZXYEs2eI/AAAAAAAABF0/EdN3VFDpUbo/s400/ubu.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; name: JUDY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/Su_ZEmtYVZI/AAAAAAAABFs/PgUQgtL45q4/s1600-h/sdas.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399773151374103954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 360px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/Su_ZEmtYVZI/AAAAAAAABFs/PgUQgtL45q4/s400/sdas.bmp" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;OMG. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/Su_ZEcS3NvI/AAAAAAAABFk/6_aIVJfLan4/s1600-h/njdfh.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399773148578526962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/Su_ZEcS3NvI/AAAAAAAABFk/6_aIVJfLan4/s400/njdfh.bmp" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;steven, judy, shant and hung.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/Su_ZD6kByjI/AAAAAAAABFc/Miusrosvs7E/s1600-h/liyfhv.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399773139523717682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/Su_ZD6kByjI/AAAAAAAABFc/Miusrosvs7E/s400/liyfhv.bmp" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;me again. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/Su_ZDgeiEHI/AAAAAAAABFU/YP7C6tsTdrk/s1600-h/jbjubb%3B.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399773132521345138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/Su_ZDgeiEHI/AAAAAAAABFU/YP7C6tsTdrk/s400/jbjubb%3B.bmp" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;me and neshee during the BBQ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/Su_ZDWb5FkI/AAAAAAAABFM/VV1uJVimK9o/s1600-h/hdfgd.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399773129825916482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 241px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 360px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/Su_ZDWb5FkI/AAAAAAAABFM/VV1uJVimK9o/s400/hdfgd.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; we bought the same t shirts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399771900046390322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/Su_X7xJmtDI/AAAAAAAABFE/SbZ7k8Avwcs/s400/dsafds.bmp" border="0" /&gt;judy and earlwisha during the BBQ. look at the burnt burger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/Su_X7pwfXjI/AAAAAAAABE8/qH3oXKDjXF0/s1600-h/bdsf.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399771898062003762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/Su_X7pwfXjI/AAAAAAAABE8/qH3oXKDjXF0/s400/bdsf.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; judy with pig tails on the train on to the way to mandurah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/Su_X7PhgJPI/AAAAAAAABE0/pB8Ela_uo9A/s1600-h/10117_142117606171_735706171_2746292_5478204_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399771891019818226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/Su_X7PhgJPI/AAAAAAAABE0/pB8Ela_uo9A/s400/10117_142117606171_735706171_2746292_5478204_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; taken before the exam.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/Su_X647Bf6I/AAAAAAAABEs/GJbf_pjgXww/s1600-h/10117_142117601171_735706171_2746291_6354195_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399771884952846242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/Su_X647Bf6I/AAAAAAAABEs/GJbf_pjgXww/s400/10117_142117601171_735706171_2746291_6354195_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; outside the theatre hall.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/Su_X6rJtUNI/AAAAAAAABEk/Wr6OyGVG-eI/s1600-h/9229_139481158346_661728346_2601162_8226334_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399771881256341714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/Su_X6rJtUNI/AAAAAAAABEk/Wr6OyGVG-eI/s400/9229_139481158346_661728346_2601162_8226334_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the girls during the BBQ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/Su_XIaaEZuI/AAAAAAAABEc/N2hCSqdhcc4/s1600-h/8332_1221208777644_1451694225_615368_8283870_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399771017768101602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 360px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/Su_XIaaEZuI/AAAAAAAABEc/N2hCSqdhcc4/s400/8332_1221208777644_1451694225_615368_8283870_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ain, judy and linh out on a friday night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/Su_XIDk5MXI/AAAAAAAABEU/Mz4WFICevS8/s1600-h/8332_1221208617640_1451694225_615364_2156301_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399771011639488882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 360px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/Su_XIDk5MXI/AAAAAAAABEU/Mz4WFICevS8/s400/8332_1221208617640_1451694225_615364_2156301_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;flowery judy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/Su_XHgFyBFI/AAAAAAAABEM/aqQZYj0Stu4/s1600-h/7823_1135593838864_1497884718_30352832_6238569_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399771002113754194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/Su_XHgFyBFI/AAAAAAAABEM/aqQZYj0Stu4/s400/7823_1135593838864_1497884718_30352832_6238569_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;group photo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/Su_XHcBAA_I/AAAAAAAABEE/q9rRGsryE-o/s1600-h/7823_1135568038219_1497884718_30352749_3503860_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399771001019958258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/Su_XHcBAA_I/AAAAAAAABEE/q9rRGsryE-o/s400/7823_1135568038219_1497884718_30352749_3503860_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; somewhere in mandurah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/Su_XHFIphUI/AAAAAAAABD8/OPxePzm3C_M/s1600-h/7823_1135561158047_1497884718_30352737_795641_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399770994878022978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/Su_XHFIphUI/AAAAAAAABD8/OPxePzm3C_M/s400/7823_1135561158047_1497884718_30352737_795641_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; aww~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/Su_V6L8HBxI/AAAAAAAABD0/3ywDURVVRgE/s1600-h/7823_1135556677935_1497884718_30352727_3450527_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399769673854551826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/Su_V6L8HBxI/AAAAAAAABD0/3ywDURVVRgE/s400/7823_1135556677935_1497884718_30352727_3450527_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; judy and monica. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/Su_V5uX44sI/AAAAAAAABDs/hZAp8NTvmNo/s1600-h/7823_1135540157522_1497884718_30352700_8300013_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399769665918001858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/Su_V5uX44sI/AAAAAAAABDs/hZAp8NTvmNo/s400/7823_1135540157522_1497884718_30352700_8300013_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/Su_V5R1BpMI/AAAAAAAABDk/3tjcXVI85Gc/s1600-h/7823_1135518436979_1497884718_30352622_2361668_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399769658255582402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/Su_V5R1BpMI/AAAAAAAABDk/3tjcXVI85Gc/s400/7823_1135518436979_1497884718_30352622_2361668_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;yucky aditya with clean me. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/Su_V5K1efKI/AAAAAAAABDc/f6tLI7rgwQ4/s1600-h/7823_1135512756837_1497884718_30352595_7111675_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399769656378424482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/Su_V5K1efKI/AAAAAAAABDc/f6tLI7rgwQ4/s400/7823_1135512756837_1497884718_30352595_7111675_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;judy with big bird. fyi, it's a real bird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/Su_V44SfKBI/AAAAAAAABDU/lKuHomCFGPQ/s1600-h/7823_1135506356677_1497884718_30352573_7190754_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399769651399829522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/Su_V44SfKBI/AAAAAAAABDU/lKuHomCFGPQ/s400/7823_1135506356677_1497884718_30352573_7190754_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; on the train. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;Judy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14744322-7435719254726691433?l=judy172.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/7435719254726691433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/7435719254726691433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judy172.blogspot.com/2009/11/dance-dance.html' title='dance dance.'/><author><name>judy172</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10185527882436962981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/Su_ZXYEs2eI/AAAAAAAABF0/EdN3VFDpUbo/s72-c/ubu.bmp' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14744322.post-4377409897255676750</id><published>2009-10-27T17:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T17:50:27.398+08:00</updated><title type='text'>being healthy.</title><content type='html'>I'm going to keep my blog alive as long as im still alive from now on. even if there's no one reading it. :P &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my family and i were very into vegetarian these days. we've been having vegetarian lunch since last saturday, but we still have meat for dinner, not much though. i'm starting to feel the healtiness in me. it's not a bad thing being a vegetarian you know. by the way, not only buddhist can be vegetarian. people from different religions can be vegetarian as well. it has nothing to do with religion. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been drinking a lot of water too. i bring my water bottle everywhere i go. not only in brunei but also in perth. im always thirsty bah! i saw this formula on a magazine saying that how much water do you need to drink per day. your weight in kg * 0.033 and put the answer in litres and tada~ that's the amount of water you need to drink. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do not drink to much of water too. my dad told me that there's a person who drank way to much water that he died because the cells in his/her body explodes. how scary is that. so just drink and eat everything in moderation. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;JuDY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14744322-4377409897255676750?l=judy172.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/4377409897255676750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/4377409897255676750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judy172.blogspot.com/2009/10/being-healthy.html' title='being healthy.'/><author><name>judy172</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10185527882436962981</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14744322.post-4945140346540845400</id><published>2009-10-26T20:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T20:28:45.969+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dad and I.</title><content type='html'>i went to hug my dad after i came back from the salon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after a few seconds.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dad: okay, enough liao.&lt;br /&gt;me: so fast?&lt;br /&gt;dad: fast meh? &lt;br /&gt;me: *continue hugging* &lt;br /&gt;dad: i scared later your hair dented ma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he got himself a alasan to not hug me so long. -___-"\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14744322-4945140346540845400?l=judy172.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/4945140346540845400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/4945140346540845400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judy172.blogspot.com/2009/10/dad-and-i.html' title='dad and I.'/><author><name>judy172</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10185527882436962981</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14744322.post-6934687736378889060</id><published>2009-10-26T13:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T13:45:57.052+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's my life.</title><content type='html'>Hello. I have come from Perth to Brunei for almost a month now. Well, to be exact it's 20 days. It feels so good to be home and I don't even feel like going back to Perth anymore. For your information, I'm blogging with iPhone and trust me it's not fun typing on an iPhone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started driving ever since I'm in Brunei. No accidents so far, only minor scratches on the car. Thanks to whoever who banned private tuition, i got myself a job now. That is tutoring Happi. It's so stressful teaching her maths, other subjects were okay. Maths is the only problem. I guess me and her is just not a maths pro. I've also tried looking for other job and I was 'this' close to get the job but oh well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll blog with pictures asap. Tata~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14744322-6934687736378889060?l=judy172.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/6934687736378889060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/6934687736378889060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judy172.blogspot.com/2009/10/its-my-life.html' title='It&apos;s my life.'/><author><name>judy172</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10185527882436962981</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14744322.post-5112561758119542406</id><published>2009-09-18T13:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T14:01:59.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thursday.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SrMh7ybzkdI/AAAAAAAABDM/kaSvIrWf7Gk/s1600-h/170920094787.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382683290672271826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SrMh7ybzkdI/AAAAAAAABDM/kaSvIrWf7Gk/s400/170920094787.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SrMh7W8SjhI/AAAAAAAABDE/bysYzmuMJH0/s1600-h/170920094786.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382683283292327442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SrMh7W8SjhI/AAAAAAAABDE/bysYzmuMJH0/s400/170920094786.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SrMh6wqhktI/AAAAAAAABC8/HbDgfD7XhfA/s1600-h/170920094784.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382683273017266898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SrMh6wqhktI/AAAAAAAABC8/HbDgfD7XhfA/s400/170920094784.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SrMh6GTGowI/AAAAAAAABC0/aEy8EA4O504/s1600-h/170920094781.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382683261644743426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SrMh6GTGowI/AAAAAAAABC0/aEy8EA4O504/s400/170920094781.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SrMh5v-9HvI/AAAAAAAABCs/_dO6xBZ4FII/s1600-h/170920094780.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382683255654653682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SrMh5v-9HvI/AAAAAAAABCs/_dO6xBZ4FII/s400/170920094780.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SrMhfIkaM_I/AAAAAAAABCk/WjBB1H7qZAI/s1600-h/170920094774.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382682798397731826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SrMhfIkaM_I/AAAAAAAABCk/WjBB1H7qZAI/s400/170920094774.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SrMheVKmfqI/AAAAAAAABCc/WvPZoEcXPoI/s1600-h/170920094773.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382682784599277218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SrMheVKmfqI/AAAAAAAABCc/WvPZoEcXPoI/s400/170920094773.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SrMhd0HZl7I/AAAAAAAABCU/uQhX9xcZ1L4/s1600-h/170920094772.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382682775727478706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SrMhd0HZl7I/AAAAAAAABCU/uQhX9xcZ1L4/s400/170920094772.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SrMhdfDRC_I/AAAAAAAABCM/G87__SsJFNw/s1600-h/170920094770.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382682770072996850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SrMhdfDRC_I/AAAAAAAABCM/G87__SsJFNw/s400/170920094770.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SrMhcxtME6I/AAAAAAAABCE/n-ZThwyi4Ww/s1600-h/170920094769.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382682757900800930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SrMhcxtME6I/AAAAAAAABCE/n-ZThwyi4Ww/s400/170920094769.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SrMgXYowcYI/AAAAAAAABB8/YKSd-8tcQQU/s1600-h/170920094768.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382681565760352642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SrMgXYowcYI/AAAAAAAABB8/YKSd-8tcQQU/s400/170920094768.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SrMgW3zmfzI/AAAAAAAABB0/KI3LOZD9tp8/s1600-h/170920094767.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382681556947468082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SrMgW3zmfzI/AAAAAAAABB0/KI3LOZD9tp8/s400/170920094767.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SrMgWUmplSI/AAAAAAAABBs/buJffXKOnn4/s1600-h/170920094766.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382681547497903394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SrMgWUmplSI/AAAAAAAABBs/buJffXKOnn4/s400/170920094766.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SrMgV8QAfJI/AAAAAAAABBk/vFOdbeAAdw4/s1600-h/170920094764.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382681540960484498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SrMgV8QAfJI/AAAAAAAABBk/vFOdbeAAdw4/s400/170920094764.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SrMgVTE0AGI/AAAAAAAABBc/KJbhExDkZVo/s1600-h/170920094763.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382681529907675234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SrMgVTE0AGI/AAAAAAAABBc/KJbhExDkZVo/s400/170920094763.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;judy.&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;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14744322-5112561758119542406?l=judy172.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/5112561758119542406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/5112561758119542406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judy172.blogspot.com/2009/09/thursday.html' title='thursday.'/><author><name>judy172</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10185527882436962981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SrMh7ybzkdI/AAAAAAAABDM/kaSvIrWf7Gk/s72-c/170920094787.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14744322.post-7814810172411450009</id><published>2009-09-13T13:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T13:45:44.021+08:00</updated><title type='text'>not good.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;我心情很低落&lt;br /&gt;不知道该怎么用文笔形容我的情绪&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&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/14744322-7814810172411450009?l=judy172.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/7814810172411450009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/7814810172411450009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judy172.blogspot.com/2009/09/not-good.html' title='not good.'/><author><name>judy172</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10185527882436962981</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14744322.post-5040407445944980661</id><published>2009-09-08T13:42:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T13:58:44.687+08:00</updated><title type='text'>are you hungry?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SqXxNSlrz6I/AAAAAAAABBU/f6DO5BF-9c0/s1600-h/280720094593.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378970540594417570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SqXxNSlrz6I/AAAAAAAABBU/f6DO5BF-9c0/s400/280720094593.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; yucky noodle w/ mix veggie. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SqXxM8xty_I/AAAAAAAABBM/0AnLwxQiUws/s1600-h/280720094595.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378970534739299314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SqXxM8xty_I/AAAAAAAABBM/0AnLwxQiUws/s400/280720094595.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; fish fillet w/ zuchinni.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SqXxMfI0NOI/AAAAAAAABBE/M_QWzKMt8aM/s1600-h/240720094567.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378970526783124706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SqXxMfI0NOI/AAAAAAAABBE/M_QWzKMt8aM/s400/240720094567.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; veggie toast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SqXxL7Atu5I/AAAAAAAABA8/1nrt5MdwUCs/s1600-h/010820094598.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378970517085469586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SqXxL7Atu5I/AAAAAAAABA8/1nrt5MdwUCs/s400/010820094598.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; better looking noodle with mix veggie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SqXwfRgKVgI/AAAAAAAABA0/ul9hNeWlIm8/s1600-h/010820094607.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378969750028834306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SqXwfRgKVgI/AAAAAAAABA0/ul9hNeWlIm8/s400/010820094607.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; fruit tart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SqXwe9XDV9I/AAAAAAAABAs/mlK3HI9ADug/s1600-h/010820094611.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378969744621918162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SqXwe9XDV9I/AAAAAAAABAs/mlK3HI9ADug/s400/010820094611.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ah ko did this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SqXweUvJfiI/AAAAAAAABAk/bvPplZsQA-U/s1600-h/010820094601.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378969733717130786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SqXweUvJfiI/AAAAAAAABAk/bvPplZsQA-U/s400/010820094601.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SqXv8tyjRlI/AAAAAAAABAc/rKkonHGgQNM/s1600-h/130820094706.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378969156326737490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SqXv8tyjRlI/AAAAAAAABAc/rKkonHGgQNM/s400/130820094706.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; yucky but yummy baked beans w/ mushroom, carrots and egg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SqXv8HLHrPI/AAAAAAAABAU/E6e-qauI0-E/s1600-h/150820094712.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378969145960803570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SqXv8HLHrPI/AAAAAAAABAU/E6e-qauI0-E/s400/150820094712.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;veggie fried rice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SqXv7iaX-fI/AAAAAAAABAM/2k3NTTKMpv4/s1600-h/080920094752.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378969136092674546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SqXv7iaX-fI/AAAAAAAABAM/2k3NTTKMpv4/s400/080920094752.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; garlic prawn and veggie spaghetti. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SqXv7NC36vI/AAAAAAAABAE/uYHDikMxjIM/s1600-h/060920094747.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378969130356959986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SqXv7NC36vI/AAAAAAAABAE/uYHDikMxjIM/s400/060920094747.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; salad with onion. yuck!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;9d.&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/14744322-5040407445944980661?l=judy172.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/5040407445944980661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/5040407445944980661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judy172.blogspot.com/2009/09/are-you-hungry.html' title='are you hungry?'/><author><name>judy172</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10185527882436962981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SqXxNSlrz6I/AAAAAAAABBU/f6DO5BF-9c0/s72-c/280720094593.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14744322.post-318027545551607513</id><published>2009-08-31T19:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T19:26:33.491+08:00</updated><title type='text'>old woman.</title><content type='html'>Hello. I've been very busy these days that's why i didn't blog much. Mid test was over and the results were rather disappointing. I did a lot these days but none of them were productive except for my report.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to this old age home while waiting for my friend to go home. The old age home was so quite and.. peaceful. I went in without anyone knowing and went venture around. I saw this very old woman. She's so skinny and weak. She was trying to remove her jumper because it's dirty but she couldn't. I helped  her but I'm afraid that I might hurt her because she's just so skinny so I asked someone else to help her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sat down and started talking to her. I don't know whether she can hear me or not but I'm sure that I couldn't hear a single thing that she said. She's just so weak. She pointed at my hand and I showed it to her. She looked at my palm as if she's a palmistry and said something. I was so interested in what she were saying but I couldn't hear her. Too bad.. She might be saying something that might happen to me in the near future or something. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone came to me and told me that I can't be there unless if I work there or I'm there to visit someone. I just said "okay" and continue loitering around.  Believe me or not, the old age home is big.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went pass this room where there were beds without mattress. The room was dark and I was afraid. I saw round window kind of thingy and white clothes in some of areas. I felt as if I was in room where dead people where kept. But thank god, it's just a laundry room. There's this big washing machine where the have this round door in front and I thought that's where they place the corpse and beds without mattresses.. No one would want to sleep on a bed that someone who passed away had slept in before, right? If you don't understand me, too bad..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm lazy now. Goodbye. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14744322-318027545551607513?l=judy172.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/318027545551607513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/318027545551607513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judy172.blogspot.com/2009/08/old-woman.html' title='old woman.'/><author><name>judy172</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10185527882436962981</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14744322.post-4507546787154530975</id><published>2009-08-30T10:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T10:32:45.757+08:00</updated><title type='text'>no time to shine.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SpnkaB_J__I/AAAAAAAAA_8/qL_pGzPMF48/s1600-h/n723271291_2884868_7392134.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375578766104461298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SpnkaB_J__I/AAAAAAAAA_8/qL_pGzPMF48/s400/n723271291_2884868_7392134.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SpnkZ46D0WI/AAAAAAAAA_0/rSo-Nf7ROOU/s1600-h/n723271291_2884870_5383552.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375578763667165538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SpnkZ46D0WI/AAAAAAAAA_0/rSo-Nf7ROOU/s400/n723271291_2884870_5383552.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SpnkZEaTXiI/AAAAAAAAA_s/RjdhlLlGdfc/s1600-h/n723271291_2884751_7170747.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375578749575323170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SpnkZEaTXiI/AAAAAAAAA_s/RjdhlLlGdfc/s400/n723271291_2884751_7170747.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SpnkY4No9nI/AAAAAAAAA_k/kfJlcdUrUz4/s1600-h/n723271291_2884746_5908439.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375578746300986994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SpnkY4No9nI/AAAAAAAAA_k/kfJlcdUrUz4/s400/n723271291_2884746_5908439.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;JUDY GOH TING TING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14744322-4507546787154530975?l=judy172.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/4507546787154530975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/4507546787154530975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judy172.blogspot.com/2009/08/no-time-to-shine.html' title='no time to shine.'/><author><name>judy172</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10185527882436962981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SpnkaB_J__I/AAAAAAAAA_8/qL_pGzPMF48/s72-c/n723271291_2884868_7392134.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14744322.post-24626673542083766</id><published>2009-08-14T20:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T21:08:48.627+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PURPLE.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;REPLIES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;karenn: sorry to keep you waiting. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Monica: hello monica lie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;581: when i go back i want change bed liao la. i'm sure the bed is so yucky now. it's full of YOUR stuff and not mine. is my tigger still alive or burried to death by your rubbish already?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;dA jiE: is it? thank you. XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Nelly: i think so. i just wear only. i like the scarf as well but too short. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;i'm very busy writing my report since last night. it's a report about deforestation, a very boring topic, i know. i chose that one because that's the one that i think i can write a lot. other topics are AIDS, physical stuff with kids and english. i wanted to choose the physical one but i dont think there's much too write. minimum words - 800. sighs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;i had 2 test already and 2 more to go. i have a feeling that i wont score well for my economics and statistic. both of them are my least good units. i have a friend who is willing to teach me every week. so good, right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;a lot had happened when i wasn't blogging but i'm too lazy and do not want to think about it so i'll just skip and talk about what's happening now. hmm..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;i'm going shopping with jenny the housemate very early in the morning. urg.. have to force myself to wake up, so that i can do more stuff, like writing my report. talking of report, i need to make my table of content of my report which is due next wednesday and i haven't finish doing it yet. i don't know how to do it la. the dividing part is so difficult. boohoo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Judy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14744322-24626673542083766?l=judy172.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/24626673542083766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/24626673542083766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judy172.blogspot.com/2009/08/purple.html' title='PURPLE.'/><author><name>judy172</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10185527882436962981</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14744322.post-5396532949369123612</id><published>2009-08-11T19:09:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T20:25:03.007+08:00</updated><title type='text'>11 aug 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;NOT DEAD YET!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;here's an update with mostly pictures. enjoy. XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SoFeAkJ-riI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/ksB-Nzb3WxQ/s1600-h/080820094640.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368675594600885794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SoFeAkJ-riI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/ksB-Nzb3WxQ/s400/080820094640.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i went to P!NK's concert with erjie last saturday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SoFd_47nDUI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/ti8dienQwoQ/s1600-h/080820094678.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368675582997892418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SoFd_47nDUI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/ti8dienQwoQ/s400/080820094678.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i was only 10 people away from the stage. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SoFd_a2EdlI/AAAAAAAAA_I/d7Ui_gBIlw4/s1600-h/080820094677.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368675574921590354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SoFd_a2EdlI/AAAAAAAAA_I/d7Ui_gBIlw4/s400/080820094677.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;sorry, she keeps on moving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368675567986973250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SoFd_BAumkI/AAAAAAAAA_A/XhydbJG21ZE/s400/080820094669.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;not clear but the real thing is so so cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SoFY8uiIpSI/AAAAAAAAA-4/f2LpAfRrMFs/s1600-h/070820094242.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368670031108941090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SoFY8uiIpSI/AAAAAAAAA-4/f2LpAfRrMFs/s400/070820094242.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;she bought the hat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SoFY8XRM34I/AAAAAAAAA-w/pCGpBhnJCLU/s1600-h/070820094238.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368670024863899522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SoFY8XRM34I/AAAAAAAAA-w/pCGpBhnJCLU/s400/070820094238.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;we got the same baju.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SoFY7gt8oJI/AAAAAAAAA-o/D6P6sI9IdUE/s1600-h/070820094239.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368670010220519570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SoFY7gt8oJI/AAAAAAAAA-o/D6P6sI9IdUE/s400/070820094239.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;guess what? it's from Pumpkin Patch (kiddie shop). XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SoFY7Td3_UI/AAAAAAAAA-g/cZ8o07cvB1A/s1600-h/070820094631.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368670006663445826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SoFY7Td3_UI/AAAAAAAAA-g/cZ8o07cvB1A/s400/070820094631.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;she's a size 6 and the panty is a size 24.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SoFY6U7i7FI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/QumHytl-CPM/s1600-h/070820094632.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368669989876460626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SoFY6U7i7FI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/QumHytl-CPM/s400/070820094632.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;happy ending. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Judy.&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/14744322-5396532949369123612?l=judy172.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/5396532949369123612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/5396532949369123612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judy172.blogspot.com/2009/08/11-aug-2009.html' title='11 aug 2009'/><author><name>judy172</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10185527882436962981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SoFeAkJ-riI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/ksB-Nzb3WxQ/s72-c/080820094640.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14744322.post-3666132031985677930</id><published>2009-07-14T14:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T14:38:00.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fruits.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SlmTAfwXegI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/dTGAU9gy6rc/s1600-h/persimmon.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357474868467563010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 271px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SlmTAfwXegI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/dTGAU9gy6rc/s400/persimmon.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; persimmon.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357474863353106786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SlmTAMs_EWI/AAAAAAAAA-I/AzTZzurOHEc/s400/passion+fruit.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;passion fruit.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I'm currently in love with persimmon (first picture at the top). It's soft when it's matured and crunchy when it's still young. I love it most when it's matured because that's when it's really soft and sweet. I'm going to get more persimmons when I go shopping this thursday evening. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I also like passion fruit (last picture) . I remember drinking a passion fruit yoghurt drink but never really knew how a passion fruit looks like. I tried it the other day and it's so cool. We actually eat the seeds of an passion fruit but not the fruit itself. It's sour and crunchy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;It's cool to get to try different fruits in different country. I'm always the last one to finish my apple when I was back home but now I can finish 2 apples in 30mins. I always take almost up to an hour time to finish my apple, until when it turns all brown. I'm buying apples once a week and eat at least 2 per day. Fruits are always the best food to get when you're hungry. All you need to do is just wash it and eat. Not much time is required. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;My body is taking in lots of vitamins and minerals and I'm not super healthy. We get different fruits depending on the seasons. Oranges are in season now. 4 - 5 oranges for only $1 or so. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Healthy Me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14744322-3666132031985677930?l=judy172.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/3666132031985677930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/3666132031985677930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judy172.blogspot.com/2009/07/fruits.html' title='fruits.'/><author><name>judy172</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10185527882436962981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SlmTAfwXegI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/dTGAU9gy6rc/s72-c/persimmon.bmp' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14744322.post-3081624750503784488</id><published>2009-07-12T15:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T15:34:02.224+08:00</updated><title type='text'>calculator.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SlmM7xwrtmI/AAAAAAAAA-A/9b5h-xZGK0o/s1600-h/270620094535.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357468190331614818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SlmM7xwrtmI/AAAAAAAAA-A/9b5h-xZGK0o/s400/270620094535.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; got rainbow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SlmM7n2QGsI/AAAAAAAAA94/Xw4VS8X9ay4/s1600-h/230620094533.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357468187670616770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SlmM7n2QGsI/AAAAAAAAA94/Xw4VS8X9ay4/s400/230620094533.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 自以为很cool 的 picture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SlmM7Psf4WI/AAAAAAAAA9w/z3m7-u8Ua0A/s1600-h/100720094562.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357468181187256674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SlmM7Psf4WI/AAAAAAAAA9w/z3m7-u8Ua0A/s400/100720094562.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; peanut butter cookies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SlmM6wHhi3I/AAAAAAAAA9o/EtSCr7tjGbM/s1600-h/100720094560.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357468172710677362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SlmM6wHhi3I/AAAAAAAAA9o/EtSCr7tjGbM/s400/100720094560.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; baked it with yuan yuan. it doesn't taste really good because i put too much baking soda and baking powder. i was suppose to use teaspoon but i used tablespoon instead and when i realised it, it was too late as i've mixed everything together. overall, it was not bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SlmM6ZIUGfI/AAAAAAAAA9g/L6rh4egUm5k/s1600-h/070720094552.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357468166539975154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SlmM6ZIUGfI/AAAAAAAAA9g/L6rh4egUm5k/s400/070720094552.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; beef wantan with noodle. the noodle has no taste and it's sticking together. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Judy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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/14744322-3081624750503784488?l=judy172.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/3081624750503784488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/3081624750503784488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judy172.blogspot.com/2009/07/calculator.html' title='calculator.'/><author><name>judy172</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10185527882436962981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SlmM7xwrtmI/AAAAAAAAA-A/9b5h-xZGK0o/s72-c/270620094535.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14744322.post-2262836697569386144</id><published>2009-07-04T14:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T14:09:29.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>first impression.</title><content type='html'>i was talking with a friend and he told me that i gave him a very smart first impression. why? he said it's because i kept asking question during class. -__- keep asking question doesn't mean i'm smart lah. but then i'm happy that this is what people think of me when they first know me. the reason why i keep asking questions is because if i don't ask questions during class, i'll surely sleep. funny lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;Judy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14744322-2262836697569386144?l=judy172.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/2262836697569386144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/2262836697569386144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judy172.blogspot.com/2009/07/first-impression.html' title='first impression.'/><author><name>judy172</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10185527882436962981</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14744322.post-6282141402285540466</id><published>2009-07-01T09:59:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T10:52:59.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shopping.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i bought 3 si beh 低调 yet "sui" de dress.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;love it so much. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;TADA! i'm here blogging. why? because i told my manager that i'm going to uni for orientation today but actually, i'm giving myself a rest at home. there's really an orientation today but i didn't go because i've already enrol and i'll go on friday for some student council thing. hooray! i dont have to work on friday. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as you can see from what i wrote with bold above, yes, i went shopping last saturday. i got myself 3 dresses, 1 shirt and a man's shirt because it's cheap. HAHA. the material is quite warm so i might where it just to keep myself warm since it's so cold like heck right now. i'll show pictures of my dresses if only i feel like taking pictures of it but it wont look nice if Judy Goh didn't wear it, therefore i'll have to wear it and take picture of it which is so.. malu la. but it's really nice lo, very 低调的漂亮。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i also got a pair of boots. it's so cool. i don't think i'll wear it lo because it might get all dirty and yucky. i even bought a bottle of water proofer to protect it(because it's made of suede) from getting wet and stinky during winter. seems like it's a waste as im not gonna wear it but then i'd like to show it off to everyone. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;my blog is getting boring without pictures but i'm just so lazy to take pictures when i go out as the "main character" of this blog is not really pretty. if i'm very pretty, my blog will sure be full of pictures. not only my blog, my phone, facebook will be filled with my pictures. muahahaha! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i'm finally cooking again today. i havent cook for almost a month. how sad is that? do you know how much i love cooking? sigh. but hooray! i'm cooking again today and soon as i'm going to school really soon and not working anymore except for weekends. i cant wait to go to UNI! i cant stop saying going to school instead of going to uni. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;Judy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14744322-6282141402285540466?l=judy172.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/6282141402285540466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/6282141402285540466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judy172.blogspot.com/2009/07/shopping.html' title='shopping.'/><author><name>judy172</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10185527882436962981</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14744322.post-4801786975156095137</id><published>2009-06-24T21:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T21:54:32.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hair dryer.</title><content type='html'>hello. i'm spending most of my time at work that's why i haven't been updating much these days. work was not bad for me. i taking either saturday or sunday off depending on the manager. i'm really looking forward for my day off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been sleeping maximum 8 hours a day only ever since i started working. i sleep more before i work, even when i go to school. what to do? i got paid to work so i should shut up and be happy with it. i deciding whether to sleep the whole day during my day off or should i go out shopping since there's sales everywhere now and it's gonna end soon! hopefully i can get my day off before july comes. hmm.. maybe i can sleep until 10am, get ready and go shopping. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school is gonna reopen soon, 6th july. orientation is on next wednesday but i don't know whether i'm going or not. so tired. i might lie to my manager saying that i have orientation but i will just sleep at home. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, winter is here already! and i'm using heater to dry my clothes. my clothes weren't totally dry when i put them under the sun. dajie say use heater and dry them inside my room but still not much difference lo. the clothes are actually dry but i have no idea why they're still cooling and doesnt feel like it's really dry. get me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've also enrolled for next semester. i'm going to school on monday, wednesday and thursday. i was planning to take 1 class for each day but so sien all my units don't have class on tuesday and i have to squeeze 2 classes on thursday. boohoo. spending approximately 8 hours in school on thursday. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got my result too! i was quite satisfied with all my them except for management. i was aiming for 80+ but got 70+ instead. suprisingly, i got 70+ for computing. computing man! i thought i was gonna fail the unit and have to retake it or might just pass the unit nia, who knows 70+ leh, distinction lagi. suang dao~ haha. over all, it was okay lah. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;judy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14744322-4801786975156095137?l=judy172.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/4801786975156095137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/4801786975156095137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judy172.blogspot.com/2009/06/hair-dryer.html' title='hair dryer.'/><author><name>judy172</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10185527882436962981</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14744322.post-781812885841852841</id><published>2009-06-16T09:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T09:35:30.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>telephone.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;The best way to make your dreams come true is to wake up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i'm having my 1 month holiday at the moment. i've got myself a job and not wasting my time at home rotting. i'm happy that i got really nice friends over there who are willing to drive me to and from work. how good is that? i don't have to walk all the way to the bus stop. well, the bus stop is only a 5 mins walk away from where i live but still it's dangerous to walk home alone at night right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's 16 June, 2009 today which means results will be release later around 12 noon. how scary is that? it's like i just finish my exams few days ago and now i have to face the horror. i aimed quite high before my final exam but now i predicted that i'm gonna get..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Business Mathematic - 60%&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Management - 60%&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Communication Skills 1 - 60%&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Introduction to Computing - 50%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;sigh. i was aiming to get 90% for maths but the exam was so hard. so sad man. i've been using the internet almost 24hours everyday before the exam and now when i feel like relaxing and watch some videos, it takes such a long time to load a 10mins video. i'm told that im using the so called unlimited kind of internet lagi. sien one lah.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;just a short update here. i seriously dont have anything to blog about. i want to go shopping but i feel so 心痛 (heart pain) to use the money that i earn but i do feel the sence of achievement when i got my pay. it's like i did something good and got paid for doing it. how good is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm also gaining weight like crazy these days. one of my friends told me that my face got "rounder" compared to when she first saw me. all the good food is always in front of me, how can i resist it? i'm forcing myself to only 吃到7分饱 (eat until 70% full) so that i wont stuff to much food into my small little tummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went to check my academic calendar just now and was shocked that i have orientation on the 1st july and start class on the 6th. man! i thought class is gonna start at the end of the month. there's only 2 weeks till i get back to school again. hopefully it wont rain or get very windy whenever i walk to and from the bus stop. it's so cold and.. you know. i also don't know lah.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;i also realised that i'm always not sure of what im talking about. i actually know what i'm talking about but it's hard for me to make it clear for others to understand what i'm trying to tell and i always end up saying "i don't know" because i'm so lazy to explain it over and over again knowing that they won't ever understand it. i guess i'm not good at telling people what i'm trying to tell. i like telling others what i'm thinking despite that they don't even know what i'm saying. i'm just happy that i'm sharing the reason why i'm happy/sad/mad/etc although they have no idea what i'm trying to tell. i know this is just a waste of time but 我就是爽，你能怎样？HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my short update has got this long now, i wonder if my readers still reads my blog. do i even have reader? dont care lah, 我爽就可以. i haven't cook for a long time ever since i start work. they provide lunch and dinner so it's really worth working there lo. provide transport, food.. and i get paid to work there. 爽到~~ the only thing is that i have to wake up early even though it's a holiday. bye bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;judy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14744322-781812885841852841?l=judy172.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/781812885841852841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/781812885841852841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judy172.blogspot.com/2009/06/telephone.html' title='telephone.'/><author><name>judy172</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10185527882436962981</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14744322.post-8875010776373252254</id><published>2009-06-06T10:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T10:44:30.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sien dao bao.</title><content type='html'>i finish my exam yesterday. i don't know why before the exam i was so hyper and excited about my exam but actually im suppose to be studying and after the exam now, i felt so bored. i'm suppose to be very relieve and happy now but im not. sigh. this is a boring post. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14744322-8875010776373252254?l=judy172.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/8875010776373252254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/8875010776373252254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judy172.blogspot.com/2009/06/sien-dao-bao.html' title='sien dao bao.'/><author><name>judy172</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10185527882436962981</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14744322.post-655106167284270862</id><published>2009-05-29T19:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T20:00:49.925+08:00</updated><title type='text'>he's new.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/Sh_NKsHQlkI/AAAAAAAAA9E/eDA4cHUErxs/s1600-h/DSC00957.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341213266608690754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/Sh_NKsHQlkI/AAAAAAAAA9E/eDA4cHUErxs/s400/DSC00957.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Name:&lt;/strong&gt; Dupont&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Age:&lt;/strong&gt; approx. 1 month&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sex:&lt;/strong&gt; Male&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/Sh_NLJQ8CEI/AAAAAAAAA9U/PF3AUulfUdA/s1600-h/DSC00960.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341213274433914946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/Sh_NLJQ8CEI/AAAAAAAAA9U/PF3AUulfUdA/s400/DSC00960.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/Sh_NK2ZjKJI/AAAAAAAAA9M/lqyyHt2VJOU/s1600-h/DSC00958.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341213269369759890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/Sh_NK2ZjKJI/AAAAAAAAA9M/lqyyHt2VJOU/s400/DSC00958.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/Sh_NKDMVGCI/AAAAAAAAA88/KS8O2X_T8ew/s1600-h/DSC00954.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341213255624103970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/Sh_NKDMVGCI/AAAAAAAAA88/KS8O2X_T8ew/s400/DSC00954.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/Sh_NJ6RUnhI/AAAAAAAAA80/bfNQb7AMP54/s1600-h/DSC00950.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341213253229125138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/Sh_NJ6RUnhI/AAAAAAAAA80/bfNQb7AMP54/s400/DSC00950.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;Judy.&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/14744322-655106167284270862?l=judy172.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/655106167284270862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/655106167284270862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judy172.blogspot.com/2009/05/hes-new.html' title='he&apos;s new.'/><author><name>judy172</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10185527882436962981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/Sh_NKsHQlkI/AAAAAAAAA9E/eDA4cHUErxs/s72-c/DSC00957.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14744322.post-8819895538296257158</id><published>2009-05-24T16:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T16:17:15.777+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mayday.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5pVdAlcjUsg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5pVdAlcjUsg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;圣诞夜惊魂 - 五月天&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;this song is so nice. i love 五月天's song. their songs are always so nice, funny and good. haha. this song makes me so happy whenever i listen. "日子过的 闷闷闷闷闷闷闷 七个闷 一周七天都闷" it's from the lyrics. so funny lah. hahaha. i love this song to the max! sorry about the video. it's not really clear but that's the best i can get. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Z0GuAHrcb0w&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Z0GuAHrcb0w&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;别惹我 - 五月天&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;Judy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14744322-8819895538296257158?l=judy172.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/8819895538296257158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/8819895538296257158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judy172.blogspot.com/2009/05/mayday.html' title='mayday.'/><author><name>judy172</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10185527882436962981</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14744322.post-7344140703357554246</id><published>2009-05-22T18:23:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T19:03:06.075+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a date so sweet.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/ShaBcEMHXcI/AAAAAAAAA8c/yd1aL1FWoVQ/s1600-h/2083849596_78417acc58.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338596727455178178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/ShaBcEMHXcI/AAAAAAAAA8c/yd1aL1FWoVQ/s400/2083849596_78417acc58.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;hello. the weather is starting to get cold now. it was raining yesterday and it's really windy. i was using my umbrella and i cant even hold it properly, my umbrella went "terbalik" due to the very strong wind. i stop using my umbrella. when i was half way walking to the bus stop, i wanted to skip class for a day due to the weather but unfortunately, i have a test. urg..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;the weather was so cold, windy and dull the whole day yesterday and i think it's gonna be like this for the whole winter. i was so hyper because of the weather. i don't even know why. i called nelly straight away after my test and she can even feel my hyperness through the phone. she can also hear the wind blowing, can you imagine how strong is the wind?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i finish all my assignment already and exam is next week! i have 1 last chapter for management and i'm done with it. computing is the first test but i haven't started anything yet. HEHEHE. since the lecturer says i don't have to pass the final exam to pass this unit so okay lo. as long as i know that i can pass it then im okay with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/ShaCqKvpj_I/AAAAAAAAA8k/VGVSa44RgvM/s1600-h/P05-04-09_17.19%5B01%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338598069244628978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/ShaCqKvpj_I/AAAAAAAAA8k/VGVSa44RgvM/s400/P05-04-09_17.19%5B01%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went late night shopping with erjie last night and guess what i saw. i saw lamb brain! yes, very disgusting. they're selling 4 lamb brain for AUD2+ 有够恶的. it's the first time i see a real life brain. other than that, i saw the world most tiny de puppy. it's so cute. sadly, someone owns it. i thought no one owns it because i saw it sitting alone on the ground and i almost go over and pick it up until i saw someone who pick it up before me. really small lo. i should have taken a picture of the brain and the puppy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;while i was preparing my food just now, i cut my finger. i didn't even realise it until i saw my blood dripping while i was cooking. i cant even feel the pain but the blood just keep on dripping whenever i rub/suck it. of course, i use a plaster to stop the blood from dripping. XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i have been getting loads of cuts and bruises ever since i came here. bruises on my knees and cuts on my fingers. they don't really hurt a lot so it's okay. another 2 weeks to go and i'm done with my first trimester. hooray~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/ShaFS1wRTlI/AAAAAAAAA8s/l8V7kkq46W0/s1600-h/293497176_7fabffc232.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338600967007981138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/ShaFS1wRTlI/AAAAAAAAA8s/l8V7kkq46W0/s400/293497176_7fabffc232.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm so happy these days. why? well, nothing much actually. listening to the songs i like and watching the shows i like makes me happy. i realise that i like a wide range of songs, from sad songs to those crazy ones. i feel so crazily happy when im listening to the crazy ones. they just make me so happy. the shows too, it's funny when they show/do something funny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when im lazy to cook, i just simply go to my pantry, get a packet of biscuit and finish the whole thing. when i'm eating until 3/4 of the packet, im really full already but i still finish everything because im lazy to keep them in the container. i know, very lazy indeed. according to my study plan, im suppose to be doing my maths past year papers now but due to my laziness, i'll do them tomorrow. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm typing all these without my gloves and i'll have to end this post now because i really need to wear my gloves now. it's really cold. winter is coming and i cant wait for it to come. hopefully there'll be snow this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;Judy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14744322-7344140703357554246?l=judy172.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/7344140703357554246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/7344140703357554246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judy172.blogspot.com/2009/05/hello.html' title='a date so sweet.'/><author><name>judy172</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10185527882436962981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/ShaBcEMHXcI/AAAAAAAAA8c/yd1aL1FWoVQ/s72-c/2083849596_78417acc58.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14744322.post-584897070151961823</id><published>2009-05-17T20:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T20:13:53.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yellow.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/Sg_-ENURbNI/AAAAAAAAA8U/7-79xZ9TQ3c/s1600-h/7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336763431704947922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 295px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/Sg_-ENURbNI/AAAAAAAAA8U/7-79xZ9TQ3c/s400/7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i like. i want. thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;Judy.&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/14744322-584897070151961823?l=judy172.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/584897070151961823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/584897070151961823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judy172.blogspot.com/2009/05/yellow.html' title='yellow.'/><author><name>judy172</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10185527882436962981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/Sg_-ENURbNI/AAAAAAAAA8U/7-79xZ9TQ3c/s72-c/7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14744322.post-8987652401108542977</id><published>2009-05-13T09:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T09:54:40.988+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tuesday.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SgonEwmg9oI/AAAAAAAAA8M/96Ar0iv3Kh8/s1600-h/120520094433.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335119671293179522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SgonEwmg9oI/AAAAAAAAA8M/96Ar0iv3Kh8/s400/120520094433.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; city.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SgonElsFCjI/AAAAAAAAA8E/Pr7STUklt-8/s1600-h/120520094439.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335119668363725362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SgonElsFCjI/AAAAAAAAA8E/Pr7STUklt-8/s400/120520094439.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;here pun train.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SgonEvicmnI/AAAAAAAAA78/HHP_KZWwQnA/s1600-h/120520094441.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335119671007681138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SgonEvicmnI/AAAAAAAAA78/HHP_KZWwQnA/s400/120520094441.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; sushi must have train?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SgonEeEkDmI/AAAAAAAAA70/ZyDrPkU18-I/s1600-h/120520094443.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335119666318937698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SgonEeEkDmI/AAAAAAAAA70/ZyDrPkU18-I/s400/120520094443.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; restaurant's name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SgomhB9eyWI/AAAAAAAAA7k/fYdpIrC3ZgI/s1600-h/120520094449.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335119057477618018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SgomhB9eyWI/AAAAAAAAA7k/fYdpIrC3ZgI/s400/120520094449.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; one of the building de building.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SgomguPj4sI/AAAAAAAAA7c/XD2JqRsQoX4/s1600-h/120520094448.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335119052184740546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SgomguPj4sI/AAAAAAAAA7c/XD2JqRsQoX4/s400/120520094448.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the buttons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;Judy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14744322-8987652401108542977?l=judy172.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/8987652401108542977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/8987652401108542977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judy172.blogspot.com/2009/05/tuesday.html' title='tuesday.'/><author><name>judy172</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10185527882436962981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SgonEwmg9oI/AAAAAAAAA8M/96Ar0iv3Kh8/s72-c/120520094433.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14744322.post-6961077197908329693</id><published>2009-05-11T21:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T21:06:58.404+08:00</updated><title type='text'>woolworths.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SggiAuRp3MI/AAAAAAAAA6c/BQM0jEHivPg/s1600-h/110520094432.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334551154437774530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SggiAuRp3MI/AAAAAAAAA6c/BQM0jEHivPg/s400/110520094432.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i don't even know how i get this hei qing. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/Sggh18tgdhI/AAAAAAAAA6U/9AW4tJ0MDDI/s1600-h/090520094425.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334550969334134290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/Sggh18tgdhI/AAAAAAAAA6U/9AW4tJ0MDDI/s400/090520094425.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;snail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/Sggh1g6qJTI/AAAAAAAAA6M/HnCsTpsIIeQ/s1600-h/090520094423.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334550961873102130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/Sggh1g6qJTI/AAAAAAAAA6M/HnCsTpsIIeQ/s400/090520094423.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; happy birthday ah ko. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/Sggh1WRuMuI/AAAAAAAAA6E/XTNJyhoNMyk/s1600-h/090520094421.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334550959017046754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/Sggh1WRuMuI/AAAAAAAAA6E/XTNJyhoNMyk/s400/090520094421.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/Sggh1ctaekI/AAAAAAAAA58/aN0Lmpw-eNc/s1600-h/090520094418.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334550960743807554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/Sggh1ctaekI/AAAAAAAAA58/aN0Lmpw-eNc/s400/090520094418.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the birthday cake that i bake with my cousins for my aunt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/Sggh1DpSKaI/AAAAAAAAA50/NZKyAt7Kikg/s1600-h/090520094420.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334550954015599010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/Sggh1DpSKaI/AAAAAAAAA50/NZKyAt7Kikg/s400/090520094420.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; judy made birthday card for my aunt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;Judy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14744322-6961077197908329693?l=judy172.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/6961077197908329693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/6961077197908329693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judy172.blogspot.com/2009/05/woolworths.html' title='woolworths.'/><author><name>judy172</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10185527882436962981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SggiAuRp3MI/AAAAAAAAA6c/BQM0jEHivPg/s72-c/110520094432.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14744322.post-8359825861089413621</id><published>2009-05-06T19:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T20:01:52.244+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kepo.</title><content type='html'>on the phone with 581&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ting ting: ask mummy and papa whether i can drive when i go back.&lt;br /&gt;581: *go ask*&lt;br /&gt;581: they smile only.&lt;br /&gt;ting ting: -__-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lately, i've been addicted to all the korean and japanese songs. first &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;nobody&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; then &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;u go girl&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; that sen ern introduced in his blog, then now&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;gee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. when pinjia first send me the song and i listened, i told her 'gee piku la gee..' because the songs has lots of 'gee' but after listening it for a while it go so addicted and i love it so much now. &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lollipop&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is nice too, i don't know who sing it though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;JUDY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14744322-8359825861089413621?l=judy172.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/8359825861089413621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/8359825861089413621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judy172.blogspot.com/2009/05/kepo.html' title='kepo.'/><author><name>judy172</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10185527882436962981</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14744322.post-6986682151139124606</id><published>2009-05-01T19:42:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T19:52:55.581+08:00</updated><title type='text'>good luck charm.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SfrhsbmMzBI/AAAAAAAAA5s/cTSC1lgQTlQ/s1600-h/290920071517.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330821262384876562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SfrhsbmMzBI/AAAAAAAAA5s/cTSC1lgQTlQ/s400/290920071517.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;ting ting: wen, stop sending me invitation from farm town. i don't like playing farm town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;wen wen: okay. what you play?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;ting ting: pet society.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;wen wen: okay. i play pet society also. i don't like farm town.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;ting ting: but i thought you like playing farm town?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;wen wen: no lah, because that's my first time having facebook then play.. &lt;em&gt;*and more alasan*&lt;/em&gt; because i want to follow you ma. you play pet society so i play lo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aww~ so sweet lah. my little sister wants to follow what i do. i talked with her on the phone last night and greeted her happy birthday. it's been a long time since we last has a proper conversation and yet we still have a lot to talk about. it's so happy to know that we can talk about so much even though we've been apart for 3 months. XD &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14744322-6986682151139124606?l=judy172.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/6986682151139124606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/6986682151139124606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judy172.blogspot.com/2009/05/good-luck-charm.html' title='good luck charm.'/><author><name>judy172</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10185527882436962981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SfrhsbmMzBI/AAAAAAAAA5s/cTSC1lgQTlQ/s72-c/290920071517.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14744322.post-3632137181070839274</id><published>2009-04-30T19:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T20:04:35.719+08:00</updated><title type='text'>peanut butter.</title><content type='html'>a boyfriend and a girlfriend was quarreling..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boyfriend: you are so ^&amp;amp;%$#@ how can you (^&amp;amp;*#$%#?&lt;br /&gt;girlfriend: and then? *kambang face*&lt;br /&gt;boyfriend: and then, i'll continue loving you until forever and forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saw this from 我爱黑瑟会 and i think it's so funny. the boyfriend is suppose to be more or is speechless after the girlfriend says 'and then' but instead he says that he loves her. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;*the above has not to do with whatever is written below.*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, there is 1 month left until my finals which means there's only 3 weeks left and i'm finish with my first semester. time really flies! and without noticing, i've been in perth for almost 3 months. sometimes i that my life here is so not real, it's like i'm dreaming and i havent get the chance to wake up. it's a long dream, meeting new friends, new lecturer, new subjects, new places, bus becomes my only transport, new school..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's like i never expect myself to be here so soon, or i've never expected myself to be here. i'm proud to say that i'm a lot more independent now. i remember before i came here, my mother always tells me how hard everything is going to be for me, as i'm do nothing at home other than eating, tv-ing and sleeping. but overall, i'm okay with my life here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you ask me, what's the happiest thing for me everyday, that'll be preparing my own meal. that's something that i don't usually do when i was back home. i didn't even know that i can cook until now, and i'm proud of that. i get to do my own laundry, nothing special about this as it's so so for me and i like it only because i get to 'de-frost' myself under the sun while hanging my clothes to dry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i get to be like an aunty knowing the prices of foods in the supermarket. i never even bother to know how much is an orange when i was back in brunei but here, i'll have to know the price so that i make sure that i don't overspent and stuff like that. the prices of fruits and veges in oz changes due to the season, orange is so expensive now! can you imagine, $1 per orange? sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i get to buy different fruits and veges depending on the season, as they're cheap only when it's their season. i remember buying a bag of kiwi (approximately 10 of them inside) that cost $7+ which is 70cents each and now i can get it for 30cents each. see the difference? well, it's only 40cents difference but if you get a lot then you'll see how big the difference is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brocolli, bananas and apples are what i always buy and i think they're quite cheap now. especially brocolli. i can see the price drop, it was $7+ per kg before and now it's $3-4 per kg and i'm so happy about that because i love brocolli. the price for banana keeps going up and down and i remember nelly told me that the price once go up to $10+ per kg because its not the season. see how crazy the prices are?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unlike brunei, the supermarket always set different item to be on special and they have papers listing them so that the public know what's on special and i kinda like it that way. because i got a BIG BOX of cereal that was suppose to be $7 but i got it for $3 only. and it's so delicious! it's Crunchy Nuts but i don't see any nuts in there but it sure is crunchy. it's just like corn flakes but it's covered with honey. sadly, there's not honey star here. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like the weather at the moment as it's cold but the sun is still shining. so when you're cold, just look for places with the sun and just de-frost yourself there. oh, and i enjoy checking the weather forecast everyday, knowing whether it's gonna rain(it hardly rains here), be windy, sunny..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like walking to the bus stop because that's the only time i get to do some 'exercise' and i like riding on the bus, watching different people doing different things. well, except for the aboriginals, there's scary. they talk like pirates and talk very loudly as if the other person is deaf. and drunkers too, there's one who can even speak to himself during the whole journey in the bus. there's a kid who's so funny, he keeps staring at me when i sat beside him with his big brown eyes. it's like his searching for my small tiny eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't like the fact that we don't have a 'fix' classroom with 'fix' classmates. well, it's good that we get to have different friends from different class but it's hard to know them better. i've only know some a tiny bit better because we're in the same class for 2 units. hmm.. that's not a problem to be worry of at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have to be worry about my finals! i still have 3 tests before the finals. how terrible is that? wuuu~ i feel like having some of my cereal right now but i've just eaten my dinner. sigh. control! yup. that's all for the moment. wordy post i know because i'm so lazy to upload pictures and last but not least, happy 8th birthday to my dearest pipi. love me. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14744322-3632137181070839274?l=judy172.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SfFg0bwG7YI/AAAAAAAAA5k/5SuOZ-k_FGI/s1600-h/current+wallpaper.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328146288075009410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SfFg0bwG7YI/AAAAAAAAA5k/5SuOZ-k_FGI/s400/current+wallpaper.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14744322-4802045271780737938?l=judy172.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/4802045271780737938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/4802045271780737938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judy172.blogspot.com/2009/04/xd.html' title='current wallpaper.'/><author><name>judy172</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10185527882436962981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SfFg0bwG7YI/AAAAAAAAA5k/5SuOZ-k_FGI/s72-c/current+wallpaper.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14744322.post-3416181016514760011</id><published>2009-04-18T11:45:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T12:50:20.392+08:00</updated><title type='text'>in chinese.</title><content type='html'>嗨~ 你一定觉得你来错blog吧？哈哈！你没进错blog，这是我的blog。也不知道为什么，我今天就想用华文blog。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;开始吧。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我活了快19年，有很多事情是我一直很想做的。有哪些事那就不必说了，因为就算给我3天3夜，我也写不完我想做的事情。但是，我已经达成了我其中的一个‘任务’了，那就是捐血。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;星期四那天，我在街上闲逛时，看到了一家捐血中心。我就很自然的走进去。看到了很多人也在里面正在进行着捐血的过程。我突然感到又期待又害怕，因为这是我第一次捐血啊。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我问reception desk 的小姐什么时候可以捐血，她说只要等一回儿，就可以了。首先，我必须填一些个人资料。然后小姐问我说：“你吃过早餐了吗？”，我想了一想，如果我告诉她我还没吃的话，那我不是有要等改天才可以捐血？于是，我就告诉那位小姐说我已经吃过了。她还说必须喝很多水才行，我也骗她说我喝过了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;过后，我就坐在一旁等着。我看到有一位先生（也是来捐血的）告诉同样我刚刚那位小姐说他还没吃早餐，小姐就拿了饼干和饮料给那位先生吃。我心里想“早知道我也诚实地告诉那位小姐说我还没吃，要不然待会儿捐血时发生什么事，那就惨了。”我心里是这么想，但是，我也没有告诉那位小姐。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;当我听到我的名字被叫的时候，我开心地跟着我的护士走进了一间房间。到了房间，我的护士问了我已写问题，帮我量血压（血压太低或太高都不可以捐血哦), 那我一小滴的血to make sure that 我的血是适合捐的。正常的血压是100以上，而我的只是94，护士小姐说我的血压没有above average但我还是坚持要捐，她也说ok. 我的那一小滴的血是要量我的iron的，好才，我的iron的部分可以过关。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;过后，护士小姐便带我到捐血的地方。我坐上椅子，他帮我准备一些捐血必备的用品。她要我拿着一颗小球，她说在抽血时要我按着那颗球，因为可以帮着抽血的速度。他就把一格向市针的东西插进我某一个血管。我可以看到我的血从那些小小的pipe到一的包。她会抽1/5 of 我身上的血，那也就是差不多500ml。 很酷吧？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;而且她还说我的手臂很瘦呢，而我却觉得我的手臂粗的可以跟大象的腿比。XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;抽的过程当中，我们也聊了一些。抽完过后，他把针拔出来，然后就一只很关心的问我说：“你绝的怎么样？”这时，我很想吐，我告诉她，我很快速的那了一个可以吐的纸带和毛巾给我。他不断的问我的情况，还给我在椅子上休息一阵子。休息后，我也舒服多了，不想吐了，但她还是要我多休息一会儿。你说她是不是很体贴呢？国了一会儿，我真的休息够了，我告诉她我想走了，她还帮我拿包包和水壶到refreshment area呢。服务的还真周到！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;refreshment area 是给我们捐血的人像用一些吃的。小姐问我想吃什么，我站起来想看看有什么吃的，它还吩咐我坐着。啊~终至就是我很喜欢她的服务态度。 过后，我就会家了。噢，对了，你们也要去捐血哦，你们只到只要你一个人捐血就可以救3个人的生命吗？但是如果你不想，也没关系，因为强伯是不会幸福的。哈哈。很烂的结尾哦。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14744322-3416181016514760011?l=judy172.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/3416181016514760011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/3416181016514760011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judy172.blogspot.com/2009/04/in-chinese.html' title='in chinese.'/><author><name>judy172</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10185527882436962981</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14744322.post-7375436071679811382</id><published>2009-04-15T14:05:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T15:03:13.348+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hillary's boat.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SeV8K-EOO8I/AAAAAAAAA5c/qMTHlKbKpDg/s1600-h/3070_71809228346_661728346_1663591_2105272_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324798662336723906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SeV8K-EOO8I/AAAAAAAAA5c/qMTHlKbKpDg/s400/3070_71809228346_661728346_1663591_2105272_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; he thinks i'm 15. -__- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SeV7n17NJoI/AAAAAAAAA5U/gTOQ5DI3gDs/s1600-h/3070_71796803346_661728346_1663501_7204012_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324798058855999106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SeV7n17NJoI/AAAAAAAAA5U/gTOQ5DI3gDs/s400/3070_71796803346_661728346_1663501_7204012_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; in the marine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SeV7ntDKBOI/AAAAAAAAA5M/wsPvbsN7EmI/s1600-h/3070_71804703346_661728346_1663546_4278886_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324798056473429218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SeV7ntDKBOI/AAAAAAAAA5M/wsPvbsN7EmI/s400/3070_71804703346_661728346_1663546_4278886_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; group picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324798055584259810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SeV7npvKXuI/AAAAAAAAA5E/38fZ4ZHujQQ/s400/3070_71804708346_661728346_1663547_7802912_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;we come from different part of the world. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324797884329878306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SeV7drw74yI/AAAAAAAAA48/fBhPCYdRIHc/s400/3070_71804713346_661728346_1663548_4193006_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;the spelt kuala lumpur as kuala LUMPAR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SeV7dhe2KsI/AAAAAAAAA40/8KoMC3B6nIA/s1600-h/3070_71807633346_661728346_1663566_7711727_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324797881569651394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SeV7dhe2KsI/AAAAAAAAA40/8KoMC3B6nIA/s400/3070_71807633346_661728346_1663566_7711727_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;AQWA.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SeV7dU1WlWI/AAAAAAAAA4s/N4P7gMeNv6A/s1600-h/3070_71807643346_661728346_1663567_5052802_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324797878174389602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SeV7dU1WlWI/AAAAAAAAA4s/N4P7gMeNv6A/s400/3070_71807643346_661728346_1663567_5052802_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; mansha and shant.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SeV7dVcjSRI/AAAAAAAAA4k/P4YKoH4YfLE/s1600-h/3070_71807648346_661728346_1663568_1196210_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324797878338799890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SeV7dVcjSRI/AAAAAAAAA4k/P4YKoH4YfLE/s400/3070_71807648346_661728346_1663568_1196210_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; linkah with mansha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324797876545589842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SeV7dOxBElI/AAAAAAAAA4c/ukafP7kluxs/s400/3070_71807658346_661728346_1663570_1837356_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt; hung, shant, judy, linh, lisa and alister.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SeV7SZiy7kI/AAAAAAAAA4U/w_KwB4tFbAw/s1600-h/3070_71807663346_661728346_1663571_1868248_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324797690460171842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SeV7SZiy7kI/AAAAAAAAA4U/w_KwB4tFbAw/s400/3070_71807663346_661728346_1663571_1868248_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SeV7Sd5BVBI/AAAAAAAAA4M/-UcKIKnt6Rc/s1600-h/3070_71808298346_661728346_1663575_603167_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324797691627131922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SeV7Sd5BVBI/AAAAAAAAA4M/-UcKIKnt6Rc/s400/3070_71808298346_661728346_1663575_603167_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; mansha with the fishes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SeV7SY2_gNI/AAAAAAAAA4E/JI6tulPIhik/s1600-h/3070_71808308346_661728346_1663576_8200114_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324797690276446418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SeV7SY2_gNI/AAAAAAAAA4E/JI6tulPIhik/s400/3070_71808308346_661728346_1663576_8200114_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; who took this?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324797687304527778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SeV7SNybn6I/AAAAAAAAA38/tbeLOEUlXqM/s400/3070_71808328346_661728346_1663579_2470453_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;linh &amp;amp; mansha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SeV7SAiJXGI/AAAAAAAAA30/WCN55FMANNE/s1600-h/3070_71808333346_661728346_1663580_1562576_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324797683746561122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SeV7SAiJXGI/AAAAAAAAA30/WCN55FMANNE/s400/3070_71808333346_661728346_1663580_1562576_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; peace.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SeV7D2Q67gI/AAAAAAAAA3s/Zgys-nfmU9s/s1600-h/3070_71808338346_661728346_1663581_7162781_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324797440471789058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SeV7D2Q67gI/AAAAAAAAA3s/Zgys-nfmU9s/s400/3070_71808338346_661728346_1663581_7162781_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 自恋狂.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SeV7Dm3VUDI/AAAAAAAAA3k/4RMnMw_WwYw/s1600-h/3070_71808343346_661728346_1663582_1870332_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324797436337934386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 306px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SeV7Dm3VUDI/AAAAAAAAA3k/4RMnMw_WwYw/s400/3070_71808343346_661728346_1663582_1870332_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; HAHAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SeV7Di_ImnI/AAAAAAAAA3c/3CseLzgmnNo/s1600-h/3070_71808348346_661728346_1663583_4158008_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324797435296914034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SeV7Di_ImnI/AAAAAAAAA3c/3CseLzgmnNo/s400/3070_71808348346_661728346_1663583_4158008_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; " 今天没有包得紧紧的? "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SeV7DXTUHTI/AAAAAAAAA3U/yYGx7HKjaRo/s1600-h/3070_71808358346_661728346_1663585_3747399_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324797432160329010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SeV7DXTUHTI/AAAAAAAAA3U/yYGx7HKjaRo/s400/3070_71808358346_661728346_1663585_3747399_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;we're all looking at different cameras. -_-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324797430311508626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SeV7DQahWpI/AAAAAAAAA3M/mkoGoezla10/s400/3070_71809238346_661728346_1663592_5842719_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt; YAY~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SeV62CdnGAI/AAAAAAAAA3E/q1JSjPWHHS0/s1600-h/3070_71809243346_661728346_1663593_5845438_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324797203228071938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SeV62CdnGAI/AAAAAAAAA3E/q1JSjPWHHS0/s400/3070_71809243346_661728346_1663593_5845438_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SeV62Iu4GlI/AAAAAAAAA28/dGk6ORnWHHI/s1600-h/3070_71809258346_661728346_1663595_35092_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324797204911102546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SeV62Iu4GlI/AAAAAAAAA28/dGk6ORnWHHI/s400/3070_71809258346_661728346_1663595_35092_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SeV61wF6e6I/AAAAAAAAA20/wDjEfmTicpg/s1600-h/3070_71809263346_661728346_1663596_6793776_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324797198296841122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 306px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SeV61wF6e6I/AAAAAAAAA20/wDjEfmTicpg/s400/3070_71809263346_661728346_1663596_6793776_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SeV61kg4NZI/AAAAAAAAA2s/Cv4Gp_JbpnA/s1600-h/3070_71811083346_661728346_1663609_2294594_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324797195188712850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SeV61kg4NZI/AAAAAAAAA2s/Cv4Gp_JbpnA/s400/3070_71811083346_661728346_1663609_2294594_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SeV61tUez7I/AAAAAAAAA2k/h_Y-t86jJA0/s1600-h/3070_71813318346_661728346_1663644_1558988_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324797197552635826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SeV61tUez7I/AAAAAAAAA2k/h_Y-t86jJA0/s400/3070_71813318346_661728346_1663644_1558988_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; they are trying to kiss the shark.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SeV6jsMoYZI/AAAAAAAAA2c/3rB4Xen2w50/s1600-h/140420093220.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324796888013627794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SeV6jsMoYZI/AAAAAAAAA2c/3rB4Xen2w50/s400/140420093220.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; on the train.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SeV6jXgUBCI/AAAAAAAAA2U/uWO-F57PhFo/s1600-h/140420093203.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324796882459034658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SeV6jXgUBCI/AAAAAAAAA2U/uWO-F57PhFo/s400/140420093203.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; student council'0901.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SeV6jJ6kudI/AAAAAAAAA2M/8WC3nwmN-Hk/s1600-h/140420093200.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324796878811085266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SeV6jJ6kudI/AAAAAAAAA2M/8WC3nwmN-Hk/s400/140420093200.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i touched star fish, sea cucumber and other fishes too. XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SeV6i43w0-I/AAAAAAAAA2E/NHigcbkR2yU/s1600-h/140420093199.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324796874235892706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SeV6i43w0-I/AAAAAAAAA2E/NHigcbkR2yU/s400/140420093199.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; a blue one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SeV6iimd92I/AAAAAAAAA18/_PA8k-eDJ5s/s1600-h/3070_71814833346_661728346_1663664_6422877_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324796868257773410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SeV6iimd92I/AAAAAAAAA18/_PA8k-eDJ5s/s400/3070_71814833346_661728346_1663664_6422877_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; lots of sea creatures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SeV556I3M6I/AAAAAAAAA10/8pZl5IBlMhg/s1600-h/140420094371.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324796170201412514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SeV556I3M6I/AAAAAAAAA10/8pZl5IBlMhg/s400/140420094371.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; vietnam, KL &amp;amp; brunei.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SeV55VcAuSI/AAAAAAAAA1k/TAWm49c5VcY/s1600-h/140420094374.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324796160349616418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SeV55VcAuSI/AAAAAAAAA1k/TAWm49c5VcY/s400/140420094374.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; mansha &amp;amp; judy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;love always,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;JUDY. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14744322-7375436071679811382?l=judy172.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/7375436071679811382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/7375436071679811382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judy172.blogspot.com/2009/04/hillarys-boat.html' title='hillary&apos;s boat.'/><author><name>judy172</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10185527882436962981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SeV8K-EOO8I/AAAAAAAAA5c/qMTHlKbKpDg/s72-c/3070_71809228346_661728346_1663591_2105272_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14744322.post-2099077297571910225</id><published>2009-04-13T10:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T11:41:31.741+08:00</updated><title type='text'>love story.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SeKm1385HqI/AAAAAAAAA1M/I8XCVwB_YeQ/s1600-h/120420094366.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324001153987976866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SeKm1385HqI/AAAAAAAAA1M/I8XCVwB_YeQ/s400/120420094366.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ah ko's macadamia tart. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SeKmlpvHL6I/AAAAAAAAA1E/7DwgomurrTk/s1600-h/120420094364.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324000875294175138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SeKmlpvHL6I/AAAAAAAAA1E/7DwgomurrTk/s400/120420094364.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; my healthy lunch for the past 3 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SeKmlSWI05I/AAAAAAAAA08/OX0JmIbun4Q/s1600-h/100420094360.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324000869015409554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SeKmlSWI05I/AAAAAAAAA08/OX0JmIbun4Q/s400/100420094360.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; one of my dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SeKmlO5LI_I/AAAAAAAAA0s/xQgahjSZotU/s1600-h/050420094338.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324000868088620018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SeKmlO5LI_I/AAAAAAAAA0s/xQgahjSZotU/s400/050420094338.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SeKmky5EXOI/AAAAAAAAA0k/DzcPkur1u6k/s1600-h/050420094337.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324000860571983074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SeKmky5EXOI/AAAAAAAAA0k/DzcPkur1u6k/s400/050420094337.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 看什么看？&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;love me :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14744322-2099077297571910225?l=judy172.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/2099077297571910225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/2099077297571910225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judy172.blogspot.com/2009/04/love-story.html' title='love story.'/><author><name>judy172</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10185527882436962981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SeKm1385HqI/AAAAAAAAA1M/I8XCVwB_YeQ/s72-c/120420094366.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14744322.post-4374270753350405387</id><published>2009-04-09T23:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T23:42:54.229+08:00</updated><title type='text'>depARTment of</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/Sd4Wsmzfp8I/AAAAAAAAA0c/j7mDyBBme20/s1600-h/090420094353.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322716765185091522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/Sd4Wsmzfp8I/AAAAAAAAA0c/j7mDyBBme20/s400/090420094353.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/Sd4WL1UZx7I/AAAAAAAAA0U/pnAl-A4ip00/s1600-h/090420094351.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322716202145531826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/Sd4WL1UZx7I/AAAAAAAAA0U/pnAl-A4ip00/s400/090420094351.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/Sd4WLuMzX5I/AAAAAAAAA0M/hALTQo5C2ls/s1600-h/090420094350.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322716200234606482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/Sd4WLuMzX5I/AAAAAAAAA0M/hALTQo5C2ls/s400/090420094350.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/Sd4WLXnaQCI/AAAAAAAAA0E/ToufBBUfcFs/s1600-h/090420094349.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322716194172190754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/Sd4WLXnaQCI/AAAAAAAAA0E/ToufBBUfcFs/s400/090420094349.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/Sd4WJ_PdspI/AAAAAAAAAz8/hoBu5WtwIlE/s1600-h/090420094347.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322716170449433234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/Sd4WJ_PdspI/AAAAAAAAAz8/hoBu5WtwIlE/s400/090420094347.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/Sd4WJ-8WZ7I/AAAAAAAAAz0/T5L3nsiDoBs/s1600-h/090420094346.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322716170369263538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/Sd4WJ-8WZ7I/AAAAAAAAAz0/T5L3nsiDoBs/s400/090420094346.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/Sd4VySKiHSI/AAAAAAAAAzs/2TYa34pM5HU/s1600-h/090420094345.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322715763212164386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/Sd4VySKiHSI/AAAAAAAAAzs/2TYa34pM5HU/s400/090420094345.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/Sd4VyO8kNII/AAAAAAAAAzk/wd6SoBkBpuQ/s1600-h/090420094344.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322715762348274818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/Sd4VyO8kNII/AAAAAAAAAzk/wd6SoBkBpuQ/s400/090420094344.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/Sd4VyFP_zoI/AAAAAAAAAzc/XWOVtAodIQg/s1600-h/090420094343.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322715759745420930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/Sd4VyFP_zoI/AAAAAAAAAzc/XWOVtAodIQg/s400/090420094343.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/Sd4Vxud5WnI/AAAAAAAAAzU/H4C1dxaG1W0/s1600-h/090420094342.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322715753629702770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/Sd4Vxud5WnI/AAAAAAAAAzU/H4C1dxaG1W0/s400/090420094342.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/Sd4VxrmKezI/AAAAAAAAAzM/KC_NzG4YVF0/s1600-h/090420094341.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322715752859073330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/Sd4VxrmKezI/AAAAAAAAAzM/KC_NzG4YVF0/s400/090420094341.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/14744322-4374270753350405387?l=judy172.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/4374270753350405387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/4374270753350405387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judy172.blogspot.com/2009/04/department-of.html' title='depARTment of'/><author><name>judy172</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10185527882436962981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/Sd4Wsmzfp8I/AAAAAAAAA0c/j7mDyBBme20/s72-c/090420094353.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14744322.post-2853947622860211103</id><published>2009-04-07T16:01:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T16:20:11.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A B C</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;REPLIES&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nelly: HAHAHA. i belong to the royal family leh.. you've already spelt it. E-G-Y-P-T&lt;br /&gt;Bong: bong ni ni bong! i feel all grown up as well. im so proud of myself. miss you too.&lt;br /&gt;lk: -__- suits you better.&lt;br /&gt;KoYu: ceh. green house de baju ma. of course green la.&lt;br /&gt;dA jiE: yay! you're tagging. so cool ho? hehe. say you miss me la. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SdsKNjDOD-I/AAAAAAAAAy0/KcbWADbi9-4/s1600-h/DSC03523.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321858612531695586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SdsKNjDOD-I/AAAAAAAAAy0/KcbWADbi9-4/s400/DSC03523.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SdsMJz6t9wI/AAAAAAAAAzE/u1FFVtTuSZM/s1600-h/DSC03529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321860747363219202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SdsMJz6t9wI/AAAAAAAAAzE/u1FFVtTuSZM/s400/DSC03529.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SdsMI7v99RI/AAAAAAAAAy8/hR1mk_Z2RZg/s1600-h/DSC03533.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321860732285744402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SdsMI7v99RI/AAAAAAAAAy8/hR1mk_Z2RZg/s400/DSC03533.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;just a short update here. i lose weight! HAHA. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i have a presentation tomorrow, wish me luck everyone. thanks to everyone who helped, everyone includes: yiisian who reads and say that i write dao very good, lk and dajie who edited my essay, 581 who just simply listen what im presenting and simply comment and nelly who's willing to listen to my presentation via the telephone. i know i'm very dependant as usual. will change ba. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14744322-2853947622860211103?l=judy172.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/2853947622860211103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/2853947622860211103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judy172.blogspot.com/2009/04/b-c.html' title='A B C'/><author><name>judy172</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10185527882436962981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SdsKNjDOD-I/AAAAAAAAAy0/KcbWADbi9-4/s72-c/DSC03523.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14744322.post-1298079416412931015</id><published>2009-04-04T13:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T13:46:52.722+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bored at home.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00709-1-2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Finnish_Spitz_600-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/Finnish_Spitz_600-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00709-1-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/DSC00709-1-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00709-1-2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 408px; HEIGHT: 263px" height="247" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/DSC00709-1-2.jpg" width="425" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;JuDY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Finnish_Spitz_600-1-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00709-1-2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14744322-1298079416412931015?l=judy172.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/1298079416412931015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/1298079416412931015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judy172.blogspot.com/2009/04/bored-at-home.html' title='bored at home.'/><author><name>judy172</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10185527882436962981</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14744322.post-642445849782655012</id><published>2009-04-03T21:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T21:51:13.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HEHEHE.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SdYSydAydNI/AAAAAAAAAys/vsqb-AT_qfo/s1600-h/290320094310.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320460667775513810" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SdYSydAydNI/AAAAAAAAAys/vsqb-AT_qfo/s400/290320094310.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have lots of these, instant pasta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SdYSbbK3VTI/AAAAAAAAAyk/3vskXIHHaUY/s1600-h/020420094326.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320460272143914290" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SdYSbbK3VTI/AAAAAAAAAyk/3vskXIHHaUY/s400/020420094326.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mashed potato that i made with grandma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SdYSawULxLI/AAAAAAAAAyc/D6o56oSI-KA/s1600-h/290320094311.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320460260640277682" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SdYSawULxLI/AAAAAAAAAyc/D6o56oSI-KA/s400/290320094311.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@ tomato lake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SdYSawKLu-I/AAAAAAAAAyU/S98_DUSW0hA/s1600-h/220320094297.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320460260598332386" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SdYSawKLu-I/AAAAAAAAAyU/S98_DUSW0hA/s400/220320094297.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went to ride on the ferris wheel sudah. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;JuDY&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14744322-642445849782655012?l=judy172.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/642445849782655012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/642445849782655012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judy172.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-have-lots-of-these-instant-pasta.html' title='HEHEHE.'/><author><name>judy172</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10185527882436962981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SdYSydAydNI/AAAAAAAAAys/vsqb-AT_qfo/s72-c/290320094310.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14744322.post-2471916555366327781</id><published>2009-04-02T07:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T07:45:23.179+08:00</updated><title type='text'>4 april 20009</title><content type='html'>it's only autumn now and i feel so cold that i have to even wear my gloves when i go to sleep, and now even i go out i'll have to bring them with me as the wind is starting to get stronger. i was in class one day and i noticed that my blood in my hand is freezing because there is so me patches of blood on my hand as if the blood is freezing and i have to place them on my neck to warm my hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;about the maths test that i was so confident for, i got 41 out of 42 for it. the smart one that i mentioned got full marks, of course. as for test 2 my marks drop from 41 to 31, the test is starting to get harder. i was so sad when i got the test paper, the past years question was a lot easier than the one the teacher gave us. i manage to answer all the questions in the past years question but not the test. boo hoo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was april's fool but sadly class was cancelled and i dont get to trick any of my friends except for some but it's not really fun as they realised that it's april's fool. urg.. i miss those time in CHMS where we get to trick our friends and teachers. haha. i remember some one putting a toy lizard or something like that in the attendance book and the teacher got scared when she opened it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i'm getting old. i tend to wake up super early ever since the time was change to an hour back. i woke up at 7am just now because my alarm woke me up but normally i can just go back to sleep easily but im here blogging instead. i'm indoors and my hands are freezing but still i cant wait for winter to come, hopefully due to the changes of the weather and all there'll be snow in perth this year. wee~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14744322-2471916555366327781?l=judy172.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/2471916555366327781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/2471916555366327781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judy172.blogspot.com/2009/04/4-april-20009.html' title='4 april 20009'/><author><name>judy172</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10185527882436962981</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14744322.post-3272008170249845365</id><published>2009-03-29T11:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T11:10:59.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'>not as cool as i thought it'd be.</title><content type='html'>there's something wrong with the broadband now and i'm using dial up connection to revise for my exam. yes, i'm going online to revise, see how advanced everything is now? can you imagine how soon i'm gonna lose of eyes from all the lights produced by the pc? haha. just a short update here. there's this day light saving last night and i feel 20% closer to brunei. why? because i'm living in the same time zone as brunei now. hooray~ i tot that there's gonna be some changes in the sky, like there'd be some beautiful colours in the sky but no, sadly nothing cool happened, i woke up at 8am this morning but it's actually 7am, i changed the time on my phone, clock and so on. ok.. i should continue revising for my test now. miss me! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14744322-3272008170249845365?l=judy172.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/3272008170249845365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/3272008170249845365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judy172.blogspot.com/2009/03/not-as-cool-as-i-thought-itd-be.html' title='not as cool as i thought it&apos;d be.'/><author><name>judy172</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10185527882436962981</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14744322.post-6755517534661593312</id><published>2009-03-15T09:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T09:50:50.588+08:00</updated><title type='text'>how's judy?</title><content type='html'>hello. i had a terrible tummy ache when i woke up this morning. it's not tummy ache but somewhere near my tummy hurts a lot. i think it's because of the sit ups i did these few nights causes these pain. i went to had a banana and poof~ the pain disappear. i guess that it's not the sit ups fault, it's me being hungry's fault. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i'm gonna be having my first trimester test tomorrow and i'm planning to score 100% or score higher than the smart one in class. i know i'm being a little bit too confident but i really think that i can score 100% lo. if you see me blogging about how happy i am with my results next time then you should know that it's either i score 100% or higher than the smart one, if i don't blog means i know i'm over confident liao. by the way, it's business maths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school just started 2 weeks ago and homeworks and presentation are gonna occupy all my time. but still i manage to finish all my homeworks, the only thing left is my presentation that we're doing as a group and each of us have to write a 500-1000 essay and present it. i wonder how everything's gonna be like and this is due on week 4 and we havent started anything yet, we've only finished our own essay. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, i've drop my english as i've passed the exam. hehe. now that i only have to go to school for 4 days per week and rot at home for 3 day in a row in everyweek. when i'm not going to school, i always feel so bored and wanted to go to school but when i'm at school, i felt so bored and tired and wanted to sleep at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my favourite class at the moment is business maths, yes only 1 out of the 4 subjects i had. why business maths? because it has less talking and more doing. others are just so boring, lectures are seriously boring, all i did was just keep my eyes open and try as hard as i could to take in what the lecturers are saying. especially computing and management classes. i always try to answer questions while the teachers are asking them to keep myself awake, can you imagine how bored that is? and each classes last for 4 hours man, thank god there's a 30min in between them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;JuDY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14744322-6755517534661593312?l=judy172.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/6755517534661593312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/6755517534661593312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judy172.blogspot.com/2009/03/hows-judy.html' title='how&apos;s judy?'/><author><name>judy172</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10185527882436962981</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14744322.post-4345226863607858883</id><published>2009-03-10T08:09:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T08:37:22.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i feel.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i'm happy because..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i get to press the bell on the bus.&lt;br /&gt;i offer my seat to an old man.&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna start 'collecting friends' from all over the world.&lt;br /&gt;i went to a walk after dinner just now.&lt;br /&gt;i had hungry jack's for dinner the day before.&lt;br /&gt;i have talk on the phone with Nelly for free.&lt;br /&gt;wo ai hei se hui is very funny and i laugh out loud alone in my room.&lt;br /&gt;i can cook.&lt;br /&gt;i have bananas.&lt;br /&gt;i get to print for free(but i have to bring my own papers) in CIC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i'm excited about..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my very first test for my trimester.&lt;br /&gt;meeting friends that i'm gonna 'collect'.&lt;br /&gt;how my burger is gonna taste like later.&lt;br /&gt;how people feels/thinks about me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i'm mad because..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we don't get early notice to know that class is cancelled today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: i'm blogging at the computer lab now and it feels so cool to do something different. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14744322-4345226863607858883?l=judy172.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/4345226863607858883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/4345226863607858883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judy172.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-feel.html' title='i feel.'/><author><name>judy172</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10185527882436962981</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14744322.post-5149707071967976786</id><published>2009-03-06T18:30:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T19:50:36.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>8:24pm</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SbD9W5BwDmI/AAAAAAAAAx8/0LAeMfidCug/s1600-h/250220094274.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310022530376928866" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SbD9W5BwDmI/AAAAAAAAAx8/0LAeMfidCug/s400/250220094274.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while i was waiting for my aunt,&lt;br /&gt;i heard a kid crying "help!"&lt;br /&gt;i turned around and saw no kid but my neighbour's cat,&lt;br /&gt;the cat was meow-ing&lt;br /&gt;it sounded just like a kid asking for help.&lt;br /&gt;meow and help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello! i've started this post with a little something that happened few days ago. the "meow" and "help" sound almost the same. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had introduction to computing yesterday, the class might close down because there's too little student and i might have to choose another day for the unit. i was the first to finish what we're told to do, the lecturer mark my attendace and checked my work and i'm allowed to leave the class. i felt something wasn't right but i cant figure out what it was when i was on my way out. i didn't care much and went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i woke up this morning, i felt like doing my homework and so i went to take my textbook, workbook and my pencil case. i began to panic when i didnt see my pencil case in my bag and keep thinking when's the last time i took it out and then i remembered, it was in the computer lab. that's what's wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went to the computer lab once i reached school and i was so happy to see that my pencil case is there, the place where i left it, it didn't move a single bit. this proves that there's no thief in CIC and i'm happy that i got my pencil case back. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SbD9WfCRmXI/AAAAAAAAAx0/aQflG0vT1Z8/s1600-h/250220094273.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310022523399805298" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SbD9WfCRmXI/AAAAAAAAAx0/aQflG0vT1Z8/s400/250220094273.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is one $%^&amp;amp;*(*&amp;amp;^%$%^(* day. i have english today and we all waited for the lecturer to come for almost 10mins until some of them beh tahan and went to ask where the lecturer is in the reception and then only we know that there's no class for the first 2 week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm a little happy and a little @#$%. happy because there's no class until week 3 and ()_)@!#$ because the lecturer didnt inform us anything about it. all the lecturers keep saying that we should check our portal regularly for our timetables, attendance and etc. if there's any changes for anything, there'll be a notice for us in the portal but none of us get any notice regarding this matter. i check my portal like thrice a day and what's the use of checking it so often if notice are not given to us when we're suppose to be noticed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SbD9WEEVFEI/AAAAAAAAAxs/3WCt5h2j4rw/s1600-h/060320094286.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310022516160664642" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SbD9WEEVFEI/AAAAAAAAAxs/3WCt5h2j4rw/s400/060320094286.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had my very first professional cooking thingy just now. i cooked the dish shown in the above picture and it taste yummy. i bought teriyaki sauce and the rest are fresh foods, there are chicken breast meat, mushroom (that can hardly be seen) and carrots. i dont know what else to talk about this, i'm just happy that i can cook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: if any of my sister is reading this, please show the above picture to papa and mummy. tell them i can cook now and it taste really nice with no help from anyone. well, there's a teeny winny help from jenny(the house &lt;s&gt;maid&lt;/s&gt; mate) lah but i did all the cooking and cutting. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SbD9VxtVUiI/AAAAAAAAAxk/St-FCwntePE/s1600-h/250220094280.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310022511232373282" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SbD9VxtVUiI/AAAAAAAAAxk/St-FCwntePE/s400/250220094280.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is an overdue picture taken during orientation when we're separated into groups and we have to make a fashionable clothing for our models. we get to know more about australia english too. erm.. here's some example: waddayareckon, how r ya, dunky, thongs and etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i find one very funny. i'll just use how are you intead of the australia english one since i've forgotten what's it called. it's something like how are you but it's not. you can see people working in the counter, cashier and etc asking you "how are you?" and all you have to answer is "good". why? because they dont really want to know how are you, it's just like saying hello but they say how are you instead of hello.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the person who told us this used to work in the hospital, and he heard a doctor asking a patient "how are you?" and the patient says "not very good. i'm here for an operation on.." before the patient finishes what he's saying the doctor went away. see.. this proves that they dont really want to know how are you, it's just a method of saying hello for australian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we also get to know all kinds of dangerous animals in australia. this is my first time knowing this, redback spiders, horses, dogs, sharks, jelly fish and etc kills. suprisingly, horses kill the most in 5 years. we all thought that spiders and sharks kill the most but horses kill the most in australia. emus are big, ugly and they can run very fast. that's how they describe emu on the powerpoint. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SbD9Vg6dWEI/AAAAAAAAAxc/IxGvD1Q4Tbs/s1600-h/220220094272.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310022506724022338" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SbD9Vg6dWEI/AAAAAAAAAxc/IxGvD1Q4Tbs/s400/220220094272.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i get to be in the same time zone as brunei during winter. this is so cool and it's weird because i don't hear any of my friends saying this when they went back to brunei, not even my sister. currently, there's an hour time differencefor perth(not the entire australia because there's even time difference between perth and melbourne, melbourne is 2 hours ahead of perth) and brunei. perth is an hour ahead of brunei's time. and during winter where we get less day time and more night time and somehow we all have to change our time when there's a notice in the news.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this means that there's gonna be 1 day where there'll be only 23 or 25 hours. isn't cool? we get to sleep more/less on that day. i wonder how it feels like when the day comes. it's my first time being in a non-24hours day. WAHAHA. i doubt that any of you is gonna understand what i'm talking about because i, myself dont know what im talking about either. it's just so cool. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;JuDY&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/14744322-5149707071967976786?l=judy172.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/5149707071967976786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/5149707071967976786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judy172.blogspot.com/2009/03/824pm.html' title='8:24pm'/><author><name>judy172</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10185527882436962981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SbD9W5BwDmI/AAAAAAAAAx8/0LAeMfidCug/s72-c/250220094274.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14744322.post-2343459180459811379</id><published>2009-03-03T14:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T15:07:31.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'>not that bad.</title><content type='html'>i've went to my college for the orientation and class since last week. i like going to school early in the morning, well not that early, class starts at 8:30am and sometimes 9am. it just feel so good because of the weather, it's so cool and it's autumn now. not much difference compared to summer only a little more cooler. and walking around the school with myself wrap around with clothes. it's just like winter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they had a 2nd hand book sale just now and i went to look for my books. unfortunately, i only get to purchase one. the reduced price are still so expensive. omg, thank god i found one that's at a much more reasonable price. original price:$90+ and i get to purchase it for $35. there's a lot more books that i have to buy, im gonna wait until thursday (last day of 2nd hand book sale) and go have a look some more, they might sell it at a cheaper price.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you want to ask me about my school, all i can say is.. it's big, i get lost sometimes, and i like it. i havent love it yet. my classes are in different building, and i have to get to different places everyday. i'm taking 1 subject each day and most of my classes starts in the afternoon because i hate waking up early in the morning and it's so cold in the morning and i just love wasting my time taking long showers. it feels so good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, the course im taking is construction management and economics, i think it sounds much more profesisional like this. for sem1, im taking business maths, communication skills 1, management and introductions to computing. i'm taking english too actually but i think i'm gonna drop it IF i pass the test the other day. i'm still waiting for my results, hopefully i pass. the course is free and i just take it but now that i'm starting to feel so lazy i think i'll drop it. i might attend the class first and see how it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to get a part time job after sometimes of studying because im afraid that i cant have time to study and i might be to tired to concentrate in class and etc. but the pay here is so tempting. $9 per hour but we(international students) cannot work more than 20hours per week. i dont have class during weekends and im planning to get a job. so that i can cover the money i use to purchase my books, they're just so expensive. i almost drop my jaw when i heard about the price.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some of the books that im using are the latest edition and they do not have it in the 2nd hand book sell. boo hoo. im gonna go look for the books again tomorrow. sigh. and i'm using them for sem1, which is only 3months and after that i'll need to get a new batch of books. -__- everywhere i go needs money. urg.. i'm gonna sell all my books when i go to sem2, hopefully i pass everything so that i wont have to retake the subject again. pray pray pray. 阿密陀佛~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i met some new friends too, suprisingly there's some from chms. and i enjoy going to school by bus too, that's something that i don't do when i was back in brunei. it wasnt that bad after all. all i need is my smart rider, and i got my student ID too. i look like a kaling there, it's so dark. what to do? it's a uni not a studio. i'll be going to college (CIC) for 2 years doing taking certificate IV and diploma then only i can go to uni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel all grown up doing everything myself and i'm happy about that. that's all about it. wish me luck yea. i do like my college a lot, although there's spider webs sticking from walls to walls but other than that it's okay. hehe. bye bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14744322-2343459180459811379?l=judy172.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/2343459180459811379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/2343459180459811379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judy172.blogspot.com/2009/03/not-that-bad.html' title='not that bad.'/><author><name>judy172</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10185527882436962981</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14744322.post-6252454101231919322</id><published>2009-02-25T19:50:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T19:58:52.544+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i make them myself.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306701582202701650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SaUw-RAyB1I/AAAAAAAAAwA/KHCLo2ybscs/s400/210220094168.jpg" border="0" /&gt; this is not fried kuey teow wet. it's carbonara. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SaUw-GNuk_I/AAAAAAAAAv4/jWvfDvfSnVM/s1600-h/200220094163.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306701579304211442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SaUw-GNuk_I/AAAAAAAAAv4/jWvfDvfSnVM/s400/200220094163.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; tuna sandwich.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SaUw-Gj1oGI/AAAAAAAAAvw/x2SA4KrflMk/s1600-h/200220094162.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306701579396948066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SaUw-Gj1oGI/AAAAAAAAAvw/x2SA4KrflMk/s400/200220094162.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;television :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;JuDY&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/14744322-6252454101231919322?l=judy172.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/6252454101231919322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/6252454101231919322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judy172.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-make-them-myself.html' title='i make them myself.'/><author><name>judy172</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10185527882436962981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SaUw-RAyB1I/AAAAAAAAAwA/KHCLo2ybscs/s72-c/210220094168.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14744322.post-4675514064127217781</id><published>2009-02-23T09:38:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T10:49:44.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a day out</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;@ KINGS PARK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i went to kings park twice. i went there with jefri first then er jie. the park is so nice when it's windy and not hot. pictures below are a mixture of what i've taken when i was out with jefri and erjie. the ones with jefri are the first few ones, others are with erjie. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305810501916870114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SaIGikRKxeI/AAAAAAAAAvY/N7__LMWsoGc/s400/190220094158.jpg" border="0" /&gt; ...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SaIGiTAkNbI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/45aScDyuXgo/s1600-h/190220094157.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305810497283831218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SaIGiTAkNbI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/45aScDyuXgo/s400/190220094157.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; there's more people when i went there the second time. jefri and i actually sat down there and talk and we didn't even get to go further down the park. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SaIGh9XdGzI/AAAAAAAAAvI/khL1m_JABmg/s1600-h/190220094150.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305810491474254642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SaIGh9XdGzI/AAAAAAAAAvI/khL1m_JABmg/s400/190220094150.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; as a remembrance of those who died during the war.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SaIGhT_wU0I/AAAAAAAAAvA/wmpd9vcEYqg/s1600-h/190220094148.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305810480368997186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SaIGhT_wU0I/AAAAAAAAAvA/wmpd9vcEYqg/s400/190220094148.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; you can have a very nice view of the city from kings park. i think i forget to upload the picture with the buildings. too bad, i'm lazy now. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SaIGhUz9Q7I/AAAAAAAAAu4/_wMK68A0t40/s1600-h/190220094142.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305810480587948978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SaIGhUz9Q7I/AAAAAAAAAu4/_wMK68A0t40/s400/190220094142.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SaIFXnTc16I/AAAAAAAAAuw/K8-SeIrXJAk/s1600-h/220220094251.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305809214241560482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SaIFXnTc16I/AAAAAAAAAuw/K8-SeIrXJAk/s400/220220094251.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; HAHA. erjie and i took loads of this kind of pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SaIFXZ1OZ6I/AAAAAAAAAuo/jYZrrXxVVR8/s1600-h/220220094259.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305809210625124258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SaIFXZ1OZ6I/AAAAAAAAAuo/jYZrrXxVVR8/s400/220220094259.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the talking wall. you can hear your friend when you're both are at the end of each sides. so cool right. i wanted to take a picture of the whole thing but it's getting dark and phone camera isn't good enough to take picture in the dark. :( but still it's so cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SaIFXUsLdNI/AAAAAAAAAug/8lBYA1uRx-o/s1600-h/220220094205.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305809209245005010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SaIFXUsLdNI/AAAAAAAAAug/8lBYA1uRx-o/s400/220220094205.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; even with the ship. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SaIEtn3hzVI/AAAAAAAAAuY/vosqh36nu3w/s1600-h/220220094187.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305808492838374738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SaIEtn3hzVI/AAAAAAAAAuY/vosqh36nu3w/s400/220220094187.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; some memorial thingy too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SaIEP9LDSjI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/lAyymr52a7A/s1600-h/220220094201.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305807983161330226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SaIEP9LDSjI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/lAyymr52a7A/s400/220220094201.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; can you see me? i know it's very tiny. this is just to prove that i've been there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SaIEPqJ7UBI/AAAAAAAAAuI/VlMMdwoVWyU/s1600-h/220220094200.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305807978056339474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SaIEPqJ7UBI/AAAAAAAAAuI/VlMMdwoVWyU/s400/220220094200.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; this is better. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SaIDthy4EmI/AAAAAAAAAuA/vRdAwNYrxLw/s1600-h/220220094223.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305807391696622178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SaIDthy4EmI/AAAAAAAAAuA/vRdAwNYrxLw/s400/220220094223.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; erjie and me. :)&lt;/div&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;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SaICyeoK0UI/AAAAAAAAAtg/GnCto9WwaQU/s1600-h/220220094227.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305806377234125122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SaICyeoK0UI/AAAAAAAAAtg/GnCto9WwaQU/s400/220220094227.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SaIB496Dq-I/AAAAAAAAAtQ/Y799PJiTtBc/s1600-h/220220094234.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;we're gonna have a picnic at kings park one day. hooray~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305804076973840290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SaIAslfYV6I/AAAAAAAAAsg/dBeQCssG1fk/s400/220220094236.jpg" border="0" /&gt;yay~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SaIAssmThOI/AAAAAAAAAsY/yS3z0Q_-wCI/s1600-h/220220094245.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305804078881932514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SaIAssmThOI/AAAAAAAAAsY/yS3z0Q_-wCI/s400/220220094245.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;see how bored we are? her feet looks like fido dido's hair. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SaIAsUSMeKI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/VgMSwlZ94w8/s1600-h/220220094248.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305804072355133602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SaIAsUSMeKI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/VgMSwlZ94w8/s400/220220094248.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;with my feet covered with socks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SaIAsdNmGlI/AAAAAAAAAsI/x6eoyZT4Jz8/s1600-h/220220094254.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305804074751760978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SaIAsdNmGlI/AAAAAAAAAsI/x6eoyZT4Jz8/s400/220220094254.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; which is more expensive? &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the end. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14744322-4675514064127217781?l=judy172.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/4675514064127217781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/4675514064127217781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judy172.blogspot.com/2009/02/day-out.html' title='a day out'/><author><name>judy172</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10185527882436962981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SaIGikRKxeI/AAAAAAAAAvY/N7__LMWsoGc/s72-c/190220094158.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14744322.post-6888728846938055920</id><published>2009-02-20T12:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T12:45:15.779+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i miss you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;REPLIES&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grace: i miss you too. this is life lo. sigh. sooner or later you will leave and so will the others.&lt;br /&gt;581: labba labba you too~&lt;br /&gt;nelly: yup, very nice. when you come i bring you there lah. you didn't say you miss me de. :( btw, i noticed you didn't use spongehead anymore. haha.&lt;br /&gt;Jefri: sure sure sure. i want to visit the chocolate factory, fishing, catch abalone and etc. wee~&lt;br /&gt;Wendy: haha. then everyone got free teh tarik to drink, all the kaling shop close liao lo.&lt;br /&gt;Farah: you still have the picture? i want it too. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SZ4uW97Pe-I/AAAAAAAAAqs/D5ci0WUbduA/s1600-h/25022007643.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304728383204064226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SZ4uW97Pe-I/AAAAAAAAAqs/D5ci0WUbduA/s400/25022007643.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SZ4uUSJzoQI/AAAAAAAAAqk/NL1GImlToAk/s1600-h/25022007657.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304728337094254850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SZ4uUSJzoQI/AAAAAAAAAqk/NL1GImlToAk/s400/25022007657.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SZ4uUOWBy-I/AAAAAAAAAqc/aIJbogJGYr8/s1600-h/041120071643.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304728336071773154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SZ4uUOWBy-I/AAAAAAAAAqc/aIJbogJGYr8/s400/041120071643.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SZ4uUD7tPEI/AAAAAAAAAqU/uF7c3ZpffQU/s1600-h/211220071814.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304728333277019202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SZ4uUD7tPEI/AAAAAAAAAqU/uF7c3ZpffQU/s400/211220071814.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SZ4uT5M4zsI/AAAAAAAAAqM/jCbWnZ3b3Xs/s1600-h/290920071501.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304728330396290754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SZ4uT5M4zsI/AAAAAAAAAqM/jCbWnZ3b3Xs/s400/290920071501.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i miss you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i really miss you a lot wen. i miss us doing the "i'm a swan" thing. i miss you standing on my feet and we'll go walking around the house. i remember you once told me that you don't want to bring oreo to school because after eating oreo there'll still be tidbit of them stuck on your teeth. you are very 顾形象的 person when you're outside, sometimes. but when you're at home, you just do whatever you want. it's not very good to mention what you did at home so i'll just skip that part. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i miss those times when i would read stories for you and we'll end up talking about other stuff instead. you would tell me about everything: your friends, school life, family and more. but there's also times when i really want to kill you. i always get scolded because of you but i'm okay with it now. you're so spoilt. urg.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i remember helping you when mummy wants you to tell her your timetables and you keep forgetting some of the 7's,8's and 9‘s and i would use my finger to tell you the answer and the good thing is that mummy didn't even noticed that you're cheating. HAHAHA. and also, whenever i teach you about your school work, you will definitely end up crying. you'll cry so loud as if i was trying to torture you or something, it's because you're always so stubborn that's why i was so angry and scold you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i always try to finish your dinner for you when you cant finish them. mummy would certainly bomb you if you don't finish them and you would ask help from me and i'll have to secretly eat it for you without being notice. you're a good drawer too. i still have "pippa the poppy fairy" that you draw for me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;you're a person that i can trust, i think. at least until now you haven't tell anyone about my secret, i think and so did i. but you'll still tell others about it when we're both quarrelling and i'd do the same thing too. :P you're also a very macam sister, you want a laptop and don't want my pc and thus you create loads of reason just so that you can have a laptop hopefully next year, depending on what result you get.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;everytime when we skype, you would always ask me about your birthday present that you want erjie to buy you. so that one la you, keep thinking of your own present. oh, and you said that whenvever you go out, you must buy at least 1,2 or 3 things depending on your mood. walao~ -__- hehe. but i still love and miss you so much. *cha cha*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&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/14744322-6888728846938055920?l=judy172.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/6888728846938055920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/6888728846938055920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judy172.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-miss-you.html' title='i miss you.'/><author><name>judy172</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10185527882436962981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SZ4uW97Pe-I/AAAAAAAAAqs/D5ci0WUbduA/s72-c/25022007643.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14744322.post-4504162526432853675</id><published>2009-02-15T20:03:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T12:43:23.764+08:00</updated><title type='text'>best dinner.</title><content type='html'>i went to fremantle with jefri today. below are pictures that are taken at fremantle. it takes more than an hour bus ride from my place to fremantle. the place is very nice, i like beach because the water is so clean and blue. i like the market too, its somewhat like the one in chiang mai, thailand where they sell all the cheap stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i might go there again when it's cooler, just to sit near the beach and daydream like what jefri do. it's a nice place to sit down and relax. summer is not a good time to do so as it's really hot. apparently, we sat on a bench below a tree for 15 mins or so and left to catch our bus but we still missed it. there's no internet connection too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've spot something that i like in the market but i dont think i'll get buy them because i dont think i'll need them at the moment. maybe in the future when i need one, then i'll get one. hehe. if i don't control myself, i think i'll be carrying a whole bag full of unnecessary stuff home with me. i havev a small room. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SZgIaPh2gGI/AAAAAAAAAqE/ljtt9pTia2o/s1600-h/150220094081.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302997808166895714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SZgIaPh2gGI/AAAAAAAAAqE/ljtt9pTia2o/s400/150220094081.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SZgIaKK__VI/AAAAAAAAAp8/jLu784An18Y/s1600-h/150220094082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302997806728871250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SZgIaKK__VI/AAAAAAAAAp8/jLu784An18Y/s400/150220094082.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SZgIZhBtgdI/AAAAAAAAAp0/EOEAgKscGik/s1600-h/150220094083.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302997795684057554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SZgIZhBtgdI/AAAAAAAAAp0/EOEAgKscGik/s400/150220094083.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SZgIZe6tVoI/AAAAAAAAAps/z7Hyp649Eyk/s1600-h/150220094084.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302997795117815426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SZgIZe6tVoI/AAAAAAAAAps/z7Hyp649Eyk/s400/150220094084.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SZgIZOlSVlI/AAAAAAAAApk/ahXxFbh6kRE/s1600-h/150220094085.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302997790732998226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SZgIZOlSVlI/AAAAAAAAApk/ahXxFbh6kRE/s400/150220094085.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SZgH76924XI/AAAAAAAAApc/hQXlPUCqhys/s1600-h/150220094086.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302997287251140978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SZgH76924XI/AAAAAAAAApc/hQXlPUCqhys/s400/150220094086.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SZgH7s1URLI/AAAAAAAAApU/Nc1ACa2SDnA/s1600-h/150220094087.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302997283457221810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SZgH7s1URLI/AAAAAAAAApU/Nc1ACa2SDnA/s400/150220094087.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SZgH7lgPfFI/AAAAAAAAApM/8U2l5gdC7Qs/s1600-h/150220094090.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302997281489779794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SZgH7lgPfFI/AAAAAAAAApM/8U2l5gdC7Qs/s400/150220094090.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SZgH7XTIZ7I/AAAAAAAAApE/9pCajyTPMC0/s1600-h/150220094091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302997277676693426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SZgH7XTIZ7I/AAAAAAAAApE/9pCajyTPMC0/s400/150220094091.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SZgH7APYySI/AAAAAAAAAo8/lZ7PXoFvLGw/s1600-h/150220094092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302997271486974242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SZgH7APYySI/AAAAAAAAAo8/lZ7PXoFvLGw/s400/150220094092.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;fish and chip &amp;amp; chilli mussle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SZgHZFifmBI/AAAAAAAAAo0/H85LLpM15Ng/s1600-h/150220094093.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302996688793737234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SZgHZFifmBI/AAAAAAAAAo0/H85LLpM15Ng/s400/150220094093.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SZgHY8YrG-I/AAAAAAAAAos/pMGvxymkeSo/s1600-h/150220094094.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302996686336629730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SZgHY8YrG-I/AAAAAAAAAos/pMGvxymkeSo/s400/150220094094.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SZgHY1kg80I/AAAAAAAAAok/ClYtdzctfFQ/s1600-h/150220094095.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302996684507247426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SZgHY1kg80I/AAAAAAAAAok/ClYtdzctfFQ/s400/150220094095.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the whole place was full, very good business.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SZgHYrz1WHI/AAAAAAAAAoc/-b1C7bJ1B-Q/s1600-h/150220094096.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302996681887144050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SZgHYrz1WHI/AAAAAAAAAoc/-b1C7bJ1B-Q/s400/150220094096.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SZgHYTFvyPI/AAAAAAAAAoU/cDWmw7ALoTI/s1600-h/150220094097.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302996675251390706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SZgHYTFvyPI/AAAAAAAAAoU/cDWmw7ALoTI/s400/150220094097.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302996188081313506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SZgG78PWVuI/AAAAAAAAAoM/uotxCruHmzE/s400/150220094098.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SZgG73nDvuI/AAAAAAAAAoE/M1AgaiufRKc/s1600-h/150220094099.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302996186838580962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SZgG73nDvuI/AAAAAAAAAoE/M1AgaiufRKc/s400/150220094099.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;there's show infront of the market. HAHA. muscular man. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SZgG7nVM3II/AAAAAAAAAn8/MZfw8Ohdmtc/s1600-h/150220094100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302996182468713602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SZgG7nVM3II/AAAAAAAAAn8/MZfw8Ohdmtc/s400/150220094100.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SZgG7XtC-DI/AAAAAAAAAn0/1PHKnMo7uVc/s1600-h/150220094101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302996178273761330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SZgG7XtC-DI/AAAAAAAAAn0/1PHKnMo7uVc/s400/150220094101.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SZgG6-lhJ0I/AAAAAAAAAns/MNeGW-rQT5I/s1600-h/150220094102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302996171531298626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SZgG6-lhJ0I/AAAAAAAAAns/MNeGW-rQT5I/s400/150220094102.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;in the market. *love*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SZgGKbeuyvI/AAAAAAAAAnk/PqV3hbXsMm4/s1600-h/150220094106.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302995337473870578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SZgGKbeuyvI/AAAAAAAAAnk/PqV3hbXsMm4/s400/150220094106.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SZgGKJHIxVI/AAAAAAAAAnc/bwiKlksByHA/s1600-h/150220094109.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302995332543071570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SZgGKJHIxVI/AAAAAAAAAnc/bwiKlksByHA/s400/150220094109.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;reminds me of wen wen. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SZgGJ-ZjY2I/AAAAAAAAAnU/f6l_ne6byxg/s1600-h/150220094110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302995329667523426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SZgGJ-ZjY2I/AAAAAAAAAnU/f6l_ne6byxg/s400/150220094110.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i don't know when i took this picture, when i was browsing through my pictures it was there already. i find it very nice and blue just like the water in the sea. haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SZgGJryRe_I/AAAAAAAAAnM/sK5121i_d8A/s1600-h/150220094111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302995324670934002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SZgGJryRe_I/AAAAAAAAAnM/sK5121i_d8A/s400/150220094111.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SZgGJjOWgvI/AAAAAAAAAnE/ru3RJg_vKzc/s1600-h/150220094112.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302995322372784882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SZgGJjOWgvI/AAAAAAAAAnE/ru3RJg_vKzc/s400/150220094112.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i cooked tomato omelette all by myself for dinner just now. it's my first time cooking real food with no one helping me. i'm so happy and proud of myself. erjie says it's nice. jenny, my housemate says it's a bit tasteless but overall it's still nice and for me, i think it's nice. i use 3 eggs, 1 whole tomato and a bit of salt. i'll try to add more salt next time since jenny say's its a lil tasteless, but the appearance of my omelette is very nice she said. i feel really happy about it. goodnight. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14744322-4504162526432853675?l=judy172.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/4504162526432853675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/4504162526432853675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judy172.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-went-to-fremantle-with-jefri-today.html' title='best dinner.'/><author><name>judy172</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10185527882436962981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SZgIaPh2gGI/AAAAAAAAAqE/ljtt9pTia2o/s72-c/150220094081.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14744322.post-9063229335944625759</id><published>2009-02-13T18:34:00.025+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T15:02:19.975+08:00</updated><title type='text'>turn it up.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302229225845966754" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SZVNY3Q-R6I/AAAAAAAAAkU/RFejA6TqCiA/s400/DSC00749_resize.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;this picture looks like as if im gonna talk about my holiday in perth with my family. HAHA. sorry ya im lazy to talk about it, we didn't do much actually, only shopping for my furnitures, stuff i need, food and more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man~ there's still a week or so before school starts and i'm rotting at home everyday. i got go out with er jie these few days because she's off. we went to morley and belmont forum(again -__-). morley is nice, i went there with jefri the other day to watch movie but sadly the whole place was close because it's sunday. we have to walk around the whole place to actually get to the door that we can get into the cinema.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when we get in, we're already late for our movie but luckily they have long advertisement showing before the movie starts. we bought our tickets, pop corn and drinks. the size of the pop corn and coke is very big man. it's like double of brunei's size but i like the coke even if it's big in size because i love coke. hehe. we didn't finish the pop corn though, there's only salty ones. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since i didn't get to shop around there so er jie brought me there. all the shopping centers here in perth are really big unlike brunei's. but the price of everything here is very expensive lor, even if it's reduced but still cannot afford lah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SZVb1UseoMI/AAAAAAAAAmE/r8TLS7LNrYE/s1600-h/080220094066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302245107945087170" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SZVb1UseoMI/AAAAAAAAAmE/r8TLS7LNrYE/s400/080220094066.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;not a single car on sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SZVb1K5ul3I/AAAAAAAAAl8/oOetoPEiztg/s1600-h/080220094070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302245105316304754" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SZVb1K5ul3I/AAAAAAAAAl8/oOetoPEiztg/s400/080220094070.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;sunday in suburb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302245104031425474" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SZVb1GHY48I/AAAAAAAAAl0/CBF1lv6lqFM/s400/080220094068.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;the XXXL pop corn and coke.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SZVOTbVscvI/AAAAAAAAAkc/-UeBAZ08UKc/s1600-h/Baby+Kerstin+12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302230231961858802" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 315px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SZVOTbVscvI/AAAAAAAAAkc/-UeBAZ08UKc/s400/Baby+Kerstin+12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;our sweet bundle of joy &amp;amp; gladness. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have been uploading pictures via blogger now, i haven't use photobucket ever since this year. i find that up loading in blogger is much more convenient am i like it but still there's stuff that i don't like it and it's hard to explain so i'll just skip that part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;tomorrow is the day, the lovey lovey valentine's day. guess what? i have plans for tomorrow. HAHA. it's gonna be so special, right boyfriend(see, i mention you in my blog =D)? i can see stores selling valentine's day card, bears, chocolate and etc here and they're so.. expensive lor. normal stuff already expensive what more to say about this. btw, some of the bears and stuff that they're selling here are not really nice lor but still it's expensive. what the heck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;i bought foundation and an eye brow pencil. er jie asked me to buy and i've always wanted to do it too. not foundation and the eye brow pencil, but still okay la since they're easy to apply. she helped me to remove my excess eye brow hair and shape it. i never wanted to use foundation and its very annoying and stuff i don't know why but it just annoys me but okay la since it's even out my skin tone and i'll have a better complexion. hehe. i've also removed my hairs on my feet and it's so shiny, soft and silky. wahaha!! should have done it earlier. i love eye make up but i look horrible in them or is it maybe i don't know how to put them using the correct method? maybe i should go look for an expert one day and wahahah~ &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SZVTgYXl_HI/AAAAAAAAAls/LFDairgN4-o/s1600-h/Video+call+snapshot+8.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302235952060955762" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SZVTgYXl_HI/AAAAAAAAAls/LFDairgN4-o/s400/Video+call+snapshot+8.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SZVTf61RfeI/AAAAAAAAAlk/pt5J2xGZiv0/s1600-h/Video+call+snapshot+9.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302235944132378082" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SZVTf61RfeI/AAAAAAAAAlk/pt5J2xGZiv0/s400/Video+call+snapshot+9.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SZVTfhtmdYI/AAAAAAAAAlc/0IgO4HX0yYk/s1600-h/Video+call+snapshot+10.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302235937389311362" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SZVTfhtmdYI/AAAAAAAAAlc/0IgO4HX0yYk/s400/Video+call+snapshot+10.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SZVTeSZgeBI/AAAAAAAAAlU/AyKZNYtWwcw/s1600-h/Video+call+snapshot+11.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302235916098631698" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SZVTeSZgeBI/AAAAAAAAAlU/AyKZNYtWwcw/s400/Video+call+snapshot+11.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SZVTdihHIfI/AAAAAAAAAlM/KYnx-_DxVWI/s1600-h/Video+call+snapshot+12.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302235903245623794" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SZVTdihHIfI/AAAAAAAAAlM/KYnx-_DxVWI/s400/Video+call+snapshot+12.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks to skype i'm not suffering home sick anymore. i can see and even talk to my family anytime as long as we're online. dajie even show me the lion dance at the office through skype. haha. at first it was very good but the more i use it, the more lousier i think it is. the sound is not as clear as before anymore and it'll lag somemore. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i enjoy preparing and cooking food for myself, nothing much to elaborate on but i'm just happy and proud that i can cook :) i wanted to cook omelette with mushroom and tomato but i don't really feel like eating it so i might as well just cook it next time when i feel like eating it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got my debitcard, fly buys and i'm now waiting for priceline's even if they've given me a temporary one but it's so less card like and not pro enough. sooner or later, when i applied for more cards my purse will be full of cards. hehe. i love my purse, my mother/dajie gave it to me, i don't really like it at first but few days ago after i put the keychain thingy given by the bf(you're here again! :P) everything looks so perfect. it matches my purse, i think. love it. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope you enjoy your valentine's. XD &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14744322-9063229335944625759?l=judy172.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/9063229335944625759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/9063229335944625759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judy172.blogspot.com/2009/02/turn-it-up.html' title='turn it up.'/><author><name>judy172</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10185527882436962981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SZVNY3Q-R6I/AAAAAAAAAkU/RFejA6TqCiA/s72-c/DSC00749_resize.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14744322.post-1540491226618309628</id><published>2009-02-08T21:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T21:44:51.618+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy talking.</title><content type='html'>hello. i've finally taken pictures of my desk, book shelf and stuff that i wanted to blog about. so far everything has been quite good for me i guess, maybe it's because school havent started yet. talking about school, i went to curtin with jefri the other day and went to look for the building that im suppose to go on the first day. my school or should i call it university is very big lor. if there's no sign telling where's where, i think i might get lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, where all my taggers go? is my blog getting less interesting? i was expecting you guys talk about "the mom song" on my previous post but sadly none tags about it. walau~ very saddening you know. everytime when i check my tagboard i feel so sad and i dont feel like blogging even if i have loads to blog about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299912887298412082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SY0SsNvvzjI/AAAAAAAAAj4/tXQscYwGNqA/s400/020220093970.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;my desk. very big right? i even have my own printer. see my very own laptop resting on the table? i'm using it everyday, once i wake up i'll switch it on until i go to bed unless if i go out lah. i wonder how my life would be if i dont have a laptop/computer here with me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;i'm currently watching 我的亿万面包, 纯白的爱 and 有多爱. see how busy i am? i'm almost finish with 我的亿万面包 already, im waiting for the last few episode from youtube. it's funny, i like the movie. as for 纯白的爱, it's a movie starring 张哪拉 and 余文乐 i think it's a typical taiwan kind of movie where the female is "less smart" and the male is cool and they yada yada yada and they fell in love with each other. i just started 有多爱 and i dont think i can finish the whole movie because i think there's 100+ episode. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SY0SsIvOffI/AAAAAAAAAjw/U6jx_r4fhAk/s1600-h/020220093974.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299912885954051570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SY0SsIvOffI/AAAAAAAAAjw/U6jx_r4fhAk/s400/020220093974.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; my shelf with no books. it might be filled with books and papers when school starts. i even put some of my clothes in my shelf, can you imagine how small my so called wardrobe is? well, it's actually an okay size but the door is just so small and it's hard to get or maybe choose the clothes i want to wear so i fold most of them instead of hanging them. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SY0Sr2FI9mI/AAAAAAAAAjo/RjYwKkTXZKw/s1600-h/020220093971.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299912880945690210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SY0Sr2FI9mI/AAAAAAAAAjo/RjYwKkTXZKw/s400/020220093971.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; DG650.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SY0Sr_022pI/AAAAAAAAAjg/fy0cmVYWV8o/s1600-h/020220093978.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299912883561749138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SY0Sr_022pI/AAAAAAAAAjg/fy0cmVYWV8o/s400/020220093978.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SY0SrgObeNI/AAAAAAAAAjY/01TBsqGb3a8/s1600-h/020220093982.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299912875079071954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SY0SrgObeNI/AAAAAAAAAjY/01TBsqGb3a8/s400/020220093982.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; my chair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SY0SCBP_iSI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/3ffTJGnw7TE/s1600-h/020220093988.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299912162389494050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SY0SCBP_iSI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/3ffTJGnw7TE/s400/020220093988.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the pig who always stay with me during the dark. jk. it's actually a torch light and it doesnt require battery, it's hard to explain so i'll just skip that part. i uses it whenever i want to go to the toilet at night where the whole house is dark and i'll have to use the pig to show me where i'm going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SY0QoH07zcI/AAAAAAAAAjI/PV0g5580QMo/s1600-h/020220093968.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299910617966824898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SY0QoH07zcI/AAAAAAAAAjI/PV0g5580QMo/s400/020220093968.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; here comes the food! i forget whether this is my lunch or dinner. it's instant noodle, tomato, green peas, dumplings, tofu, mushroom balls and more. yummy right? but it's not really healthy, the only healthy thing in it is the tomato. haha. I EAT TOMATOES. i dont eat them when i was in brunei but now i'm starting to eat it. and strawberries too, i bought a packet of strawberries at finish the whole packet all by myself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i am so proud of me. to be honest, i eat them for the sake of becoming beautiful. i heard Pat from laneige saying that strawberries has 100% more vitamin C than oranges. vitamin C is very important for the skin somehow and that's why i eat strawberry. tomato is somehow very useful for the skin too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;what else is good for the skin? tell me.. HAHAHA. i am dying to be pretty you know. but i ate loads of pop corn today. went to watch bride wars with jefri just now, the movie was good. anne hathaway is so pretty!! back to the main point, pop corn is very heaty and somehow will cause pimples. what's worst than that is, i had KFC for dinner at my aunt's. i know, what strawberries what tomatoes all also become useless liao.. i don't want pimple! i'm gonna eat tomatoes for the whole day tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SY0Pv9Th92I/AAAAAAAAAjA/KkVr5F1QNE8/s1600-h/040220093991.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299909653069690722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SY0Pv9Th92I/AAAAAAAAAjA/KkVr5F1QNE8/s400/040220093991.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; erjie cook this. meat with various vegetables. healthy yet spicy. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SY0O4i9psmI/AAAAAAAAAiw/s7gSbgR4EcI/s1600-h/050220093996.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299908701105795682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SY0O4i9psmI/AAAAAAAAAiw/s7gSbgR4EcI/s400/050220093996.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; fried rice with radish soup. i dont like the radish soup. who cooks radish soup with small chilli? but the fried rice was good and it's easy to cook too. *thumbs up*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SY0O4g6wauI/AAAAAAAAAio/lpAr8p0J5po/s1600-h/050220093994.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299908700556782306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SY0O4g6wauI/AAAAAAAAAio/lpAr8p0J5po/s400/050220093994.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;closer view of the fried rice for those who are blind. =P &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;tomorrow is be the last day of chinese new year. i'll be having dinner with my relatives. gong xi fa cai for the last time this year. lalala~ i'm bored. school will start in 18 days. goodbye. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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/14744322-1540491226618309628?l=judy172.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/1540491226618309628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/1540491226618309628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judy172.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-talking.html' title='happy talking.'/><author><name>judy172</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10185527882436962981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SY0SsNvvzjI/AAAAAAAAAj4/tXQscYwGNqA/s72-c/020220093970.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14744322.post-3603754055976936375</id><published>2009-02-04T18:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T18:24:54.441+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LOL.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GN3iRHRN4N4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GN3iRHRN4N4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;i got this in an email from dajie. it's so hilarious. HAHAHA. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14744322-3603754055976936375?l=judy172.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/3603754055976936375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/3603754055976936375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judy172.blogspot.com/2009/02/lol.html' title='LOL.'/><author><name>judy172</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10185527882436962981</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14744322.post-4455348233829548316</id><published>2009-02-01T21:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T22:10:26.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>miss you.</title><content type='html'>2nd day without my family with me in perth, i really miss them but i try to keep myself as busy as i can so that i wont keep on thinking of them. hmm.. i went out with my aunt and ton ton(my cousin) since morning. i'll talk less today because i'm lazy. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SYWlH2zTg2I/AAAAAAAAAho/CDCxqR1fbJ4/s1600-h/010220093967.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297822091059626850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SYWlH2zTg2I/AAAAAAAAAho/CDCxqR1fbJ4/s400/010220093967.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; my aunt's kitchen. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SYWlHw7ZukI/AAAAAAAAAhg/DNLw62foHfs/s1600-h/010220093966.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297822089482975810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SYWlHw7ZukI/AAAAAAAAAhg/DNLw62foHfs/s400/010220093966.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; aunt's living room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SYWlHjhpQ3I/AAAAAAAAAhY/qSsDGL_Jyeo/s1600-h/300120093965.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297822085885281138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SYWlHjhpQ3I/AAAAAAAAAhY/qSsDGL_Jyeo/s400/300120093965.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; mummy and wen wen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SYWlHo1XksI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/Pepna1ZH6Dc/s1600-h/280120093963.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297822087310185154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SYWlHo1XksI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/Pepna1ZH6Dc/s400/280120093963.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; a tiny bit of the city.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SYWkkb87KFI/AAAAAAAAAhI/XX7p1rpKnpk/s1600-h/280120093962.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297821482556794962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SYWkkb87KFI/AAAAAAAAAhI/XX7p1rpKnpk/s400/280120093962.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; my so called lousy air cooler. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SYWkkeKUPcI/AAAAAAAAAhA/ukjTptKj3CM/s1600-h/280120093960.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297821483149835714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SYWkkeKUPcI/AAAAAAAAAhA/ukjTptKj3CM/s400/280120093960.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; my comfy bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297821477339556930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SYWkkIhCbEI/AAAAAAAAAg4/ggi4jFFPbH0/s400/280120093958.jpg" border="0" /&gt;box as my table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SYWkjysPb-I/AAAAAAAAAgw/jhSxNfdUS3Q/s1600-h/280120093953.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297821471480967138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SYWkjysPb-I/AAAAAAAAAgw/jhSxNfdUS3Q/s400/280120093953.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; everything unpacked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SYWkjgGp6LI/AAAAAAAAAgo/sR8prGQlE-M/s1600-h/150120093949.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297821466491480242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SYWkjgGp6LI/AAAAAAAAAgo/sR8prGQlE-M/s400/150120093949.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the colourful looking bug that mummy noticed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"no matter what, remember that i'm just.. &lt;strong&gt;next door&lt;/strong&gt;," says er jie.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14744322-4455348233829548316?l=judy172.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/4455348233829548316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/4455348233829548316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judy172.blogspot.com/2009/02/miss-you.html' title='miss you.'/><author><name>judy172</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10185527882436962981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SYWlH2zTg2I/AAAAAAAAAho/CDCxqR1fbJ4/s72-c/010220093967.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14744322.post-5987798300154645715</id><published>2009-01-30T18:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T17:47:11.235+08:00</updated><title type='text'>not lost.</title><content type='html'>hello everyone. i'm at my own room now in perth. finally i get to have my own room and it's so nice and comfy, my dad and may helps me put everything together and poor them got hurt. i'll post pictures of it when i feel like doing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can you believe it, i just bath and i'm still sweating while blogging. it's very hot now, especially today it's 40 degree i think. before it was still okay, at least there's wind but today it's very hot. everything is okay here, but still if you want me to complain there's still a lot to complain but this is life. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the so called air cooler in my room is so lousy that i can only feel the air when im standing below it. thanks to my dearest dad who bought me the latest D650 fan that can rotate 180 degree i think and it feels just like an aircon. my parents told me to open the window too so that fresh air can flow in to the room. just when im typing this, er jie came in and asked me to open the window too. hahaha. but i bet she never knew how much dirt the window has. yuck! i havent finish cleaning it yet. i'll clean it after or before dinner later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since i've started "giving comment" on my window maybe i should continue giving comment on other stuff too. lets see, the place where im suppose to hang my clothes.. it's really dicgusting. the walls near by has spider webs on it, not those that we used to see in brunei, in here there's those big spider webs with dead insects stuck on it. i changed my drying-my-clothes-area to a cleaner place. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the kettle too. urg.. it's filled with stain and er jie says stuff stuff and i'll have to leave it there so it wont spoil or something. and many more la. hahahah. i know im not a very clean person but this is not the matter of how clean i am but.. who can stand living in this place with all the dirt and stains? but other than that, the rest are okay except for the floor that's a bit sticky luckily i brought my house slipper along. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the time in perth is an hour faster than brunei's. meet up with my aunt yesterday, had dinner and lunch with her and we send my family to the airport. i dont really feel like staying here when i think of the fact that the rest of my family are going to fly back to brunei sooner or later but they told me that i'm very lucky compared to others who went studying overseas alone and has no relatives or friends with them. at least, i have er jie and a few relatives and cousins with me so i ought to be happy about it. i have to stay strong, because 我们是勇敢的中国人 my dad says.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss going out with my family every sunday where we'll have brunch together and do some groceries shopping and maybe have high tea at some nice place and go venture around brunei. i miss talking with my sister before we go to bed. i miss playing with happi who keeps reminding me to buy her the tv thingy for her birthday. i miss waking up late and my mother would slam me on my butt so that i wake up. i miss my dad too who is a very good talker when he's in his good mood, we always get to buy whatever we want as long as he can afford it. i miss lim teh-ing with dajie at CA mohammad talking about everything. i miss playing with baby kerstin. i miss going to the indian laundry shop to get my dad's clothes clean. i miss going to the office and do nothing. and not to forget i miss all my friends too, there's just too much to mention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've got my oz line now but im not really used to it yet, i finish my credit in just a little while. im dont really understand how they charge, like how much is each messages, how much is each call per minutes and etc. i've asked the man from the shop but he speaks too fast and i dont really get him. i've asked him to repeat already and i think he'll get annoyed if i keep asking him to repeat so i'll just forget about it and try again next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;er jie asked me whether i want to go out with her for dinner and movie but i chose to stay at home because i have a skype date with dajie later around 8pm later. i hope that she doesnt forget. i heard that brunei has been raining cats and dogs these days but in perth it's like burning nuggets and hot dogs. hahaha. i dont get it why some ppl here doesnt like wearing shoes/slippers even when they're going outdoors. so disgusting, you never know what you might step on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's 6:39pm right now and it's still so bright. the sky turns dark only when it's almost 9pm. i know, weird right? i'm hungry now. i'll go cook some instant noodle which my er jie calls it minute noodle. hahaha. tata~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14744322-5987798300154645715?l=judy172.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/5987798300154645715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/5987798300154645715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judy172.blogspot.com/2009/01/not-lost.html' title='not lost.'/><author><name>judy172</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10185527882436962981</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14744322.post-8398772707134624925</id><published>2009-01-22T19:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T19:19:55.398+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what the heck?</title><content type='html'>today is suppose to be one of the best day of my life but it ends up being one of the worst day of my life. it's one of my best day because i finally got the guts to drive (not only moving forward) around some buildings in bandar. i've been there a lot of time but i never dare to drive but today i did it but of course i was told that i was being a kepo driving the car by you-dont-even-want-to-know-who because she spoils the rest of my day. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i passed my driving test on the 20th and can actually get my driving license in the afternoon but due to my laziness, i followed the mother home instead of dajie and i have to get it on the next day. sadly, there's a huge, gigantic rain which flooded almost the whole brunei and i cant get my license. yes, the land transport was flooded and even the pc and some documents are affected too, hopefully my license is not affected said my teacher and she'll get it for me on saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i passed and no one in my family allows me to drive their car, not even with them sitting at the side. what more to say if i got my license? they looks so are-you-sure-you-can-drive when i say i want to drive. in other circumstances, when i asked my mother whether i can drive or not, she'll say ask papa, but when i say papa he'll find other reasons and say ask dajie. what the heck is this? I PASSED MY TEST OKAY? it's not like i give under table money to the officer to say im passed. sheesh.. dont drive ma dont drive lor. what's the big deal anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*the person who spoils my day totally forgets what she said and is being nice to me now. urg.. she always do this, forget everything so fast.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, about my worst day of my life. it's actually the same as always as the same thing always happens to me. she nagging and i hate it. urg.. i'm not gonna elaborate on anything since it's almost the same thing that happened before. i was just sitting there listening to her "talking" and yet she can still continue her "talk" for like 20 mins? eee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just thinks that she hates me and i kinda hate her too now. i always hate her so badly after she scolds or nags me and feels better after sometime but then she'll continue the same thing when she remembers something again. if i make her hate me so much, why don't she just kill me? i feel like dying everytime when she scolds me. arg.. stupid world. she always expect me not to be angry when/after she scolds me. is that possible? when others do the same thing to her, she's also angry and now she wants me to be so happy when she's scolding me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets not talk about all this stupid stuff anymore. sigh. do you know that it feels really good to laugh in a HAHAHA way literally? i feel very happy laugh that way although its very stupid. urg.. i seriously have no mood to blog anymore. goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14744322-8398772707134624925?l=judy172.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/8398772707134624925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/8398772707134624925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judy172.blogspot.com/2009/01/what-heck.html' title='what the heck?'/><author><name>judy172</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10185527882436962981</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14744322.post-4857849390394428064</id><published>2009-01-18T18:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T18:47:55.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh my..</title><content type='html'>hello. there's so much that happened these days. first of all, i'll be leaving to perth on th 25th which is exaxtly 1 month before school starts. i'm gonna stay with er jie. my whole family except dajie will be going to perth with me. i'll have a wonderful holiday with them before i go to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;er jie wants me to learn cooking and some house chores first before i go as she wont be always there to help me with everything because she has work to do and she also claims that her working hours are funny so i'll have to learn them but i told her i can do those normal house chores and will be eating those easy-cooking-food but i didn't tell her that it's instand noodle. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i bought a laptop, printer, mouse and etc yesterday. well, i haven't really buy them yet, i just chose them and i was suppose to collect it yesterday but everyone's too busy with their work so i might as well just get it tomorrow as they're not open today. i chose the dell one cuz dajie says she's using it and reckon that it's good, i got the white one btw. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to had a yummy lunch at i lotus the other day and everyone(my family) is so good to me. i get to order whatever i want. eg, mango scallop (too bad the mangoes aren't very ripe), my all time favourite honeydew sago and bayam/bayang soup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, im chatting with pk right now and he's in sibu already and he never tells me about it. he say's it's because i dont online that often anymore and i was thinking 'cannot message meh?'. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i've packed almost everything now, the maid packed for me actually. all i do is just telling her what i want to bring and she pack. haha. dajie helped me buy lots of other stuffs like mopiko, instant crysanthemum tea, stationaries and etc. terima kasih to all for helping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had dinner with lynn, jia and jane on friday and i heard the funniest thing ever.. zebra = help jane zip her bra!!! hahaha. isn't funny? lynn and jia laugh for only a few seconds and i think i laugh for 1 min? haha. very funny lor.. i got a msg from ms. KL saying that there's a reunion on tues and sadly i dont think i can make it lor as i dont have transport i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talking about transport, i passed my law test and will be having my driving test this tues. i cant pull the hand break up easily and my teacher ask me to do some push up and i thought she was talking about the hand break, like i shoud push up the hand break more but what she means is me doing more push up so i have the strength to pull the lousy hand break. and i think the 2nd gear just hate me for no reason, its hard for me to move it there. sigh.. but over all it's okay i think, im only afraid of the parking. :( wish me luck!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14744322-4857849390394428064?l=judy172.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/4857849390394428064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/4857849390394428064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judy172.blogspot.com/2009/01/oh-my.html' title='oh my..'/><author><name>judy172</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10185527882436962981</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14744322.post-5890187550399635714</id><published>2009-01-07T18:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T18:30:43.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm not what you think i am.</title><content type='html'>woke up early today as usual, we're on our way to bring happi to tuition and the mother wants happi to say her timetables, happi doesn't quite remember them, the mother scolds her and all of the sudden she said '我这样子骂妹妹，你最开心的啦，每一次我骂她你都很开心，你不要以为我不知道.. 你有一种很变态的心'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i felt so mad of course because i wasn't even happy and secondly.. she says i have a 变态的心. what the heck. she doesn't even know what happen in the previous incident and now she's here scolding me for i don't even know what reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what happen in the previous incident is that happi got scolded because we're quarreling and to let her(happi) know that i "won" the fight, i'll have to be kambang and happy that she got scolded, right? but this doesn't mean that i'm happy everytime she get scolded. i wasn't that 变态 okay. we're always there for each other whenever one of us get scold, we share lots of secrets that maybe she didn't even tell you and so much more, do you know that? i bet you don't even want to know them either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and don't simply say you know me well when you don't even know me. you didn't even know i don't eat tomato sauce, candy and etc until i tell you. ask la before you scold me, you don't even know anything and you call me a 变态？pfft.. it's just another stupid day, i get scolded early in the morning for this stupid thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14744322-5890187550399635714?l=judy172.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/5890187550399635714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/5890187550399635714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judy172.blogspot.com/2009/01/im-not-what-you-think-i-am.html' title='i&apos;m not what you think i am.'/><author><name>judy172</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10185527882436962981</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14744322.post-2156837821473555345</id><published>2009-01-04T20:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T20:19:46.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my cactus is sick?</title><content type='html'>hello. sorry this post isn't about colours as i mentioned it on the previous post. i don't feel like blogging about colours at the moment so i'll just say something about my cactus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SV38mduSauI/AAAAAAAAAgg/m5JYXvwK5UY/s1600-h/020120093938.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286659275346832098" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SV38mduSauI/AAAAAAAAAgg/m5JYXvwK5UY/s400/020120093938.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the cactus has been with me for more than 2 years and can you believe it that it didn't grow/change a single bit. it looks exactly the same when i first got it. i placed my webcam which produce the light, to provide the cactus more light hoping my little cactus will grow faster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i remember last time when i wan't paying much attention to happi and she got so angry that she poke my cactus with a paper clip. i got so mad as i thought the cactus might get hurt and die and scolded her back. the cactus not only didn't die but also didn't grow! the only thing that changes is that the pointy thingy got a little stronger but still can bend it here and there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the boyfriend says that cactus flower is very beautiful and i was hoping to see the very first flower that my cactus has but sadly, after waiting for 2 whole years nothing appear. i water it regularly and even apply some fertilizers on it but it's still the same. the fertilizer is quiet effective for my other plant but not for my cactus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyone out there has any secret ingredient that they use on their cactus that make them grow so big and nice cuz my cactus seriously need some help. it's either it's sick or something. is there a plant doctor? mayb i should bring it to the doctor if there's any. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;JuDY&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14744322-2156837821473555345?l=judy172.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/2156837821473555345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/2156837821473555345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judy172.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-cactus-is-sick.html' title='my cactus is sick?'/><author><name>judy172</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10185527882436962981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SV38mduSauI/AAAAAAAAAgg/m5JYXvwK5UY/s72-c/020120093938.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14744322.post-876135851516470259</id><published>2008-12-31T16:31:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T16:50:40.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>goodbye 2008.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SVsuZ04jxvI/AAAAAAAAAgY/Fvs2ebFjKn4/s1600-h/111220083909-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285869608876885746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SVsuZ04jxvI/AAAAAAAAAgY/Fvs2ebFjKn4/s400/111220083909-001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;today is the last day of 2008 and 2009 will arrive in just a few hours. i've been celebrating new year's eve every year except for this year. so we'll be stuck at home, count down ourself and go to bed. actually, i was asked to go to karen's place tonight but i chose to stay at home with my family. :) anyway, i don't feel anything special about the arrival of 2009. i'm not happy nor angry about it, i guess im just so so with it lor. i was thinking about something last night.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;if you were give a chance to choose how you want to die, which one will you choose?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isn't it good? we get to choose what kind of method to die. as for me, i've thought of some very beautiful dying scene. i would roll down from a hill in slow motion so i can feel the wind blowing my hair, feel the heat of the ground and just when you think that it's so beautiful, poor judy get hit by a lorry. blood spreading all over the place, the killer calls 911 but when 911 arrive, judy left..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so what do you think about my way of dying? let me know yours too, if you have one. :) oh ya, i would like to die immediately so that i don't have to suffer any pain. sometimes i really feel like dying, if i die i'd like to find out whether i'll go to hell or heaven, is hell really made of 18 floor as we chinese used to say 十八层地狱, do i get to meet god, if i'm going to heaven, will i be able to look down and see what's everyone doing and mayb if i go to hell, everytime i look up i might see something not really nice. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;new year is just in a few hours. i wonder what my friends will be doing there.. i chose to stay with my parents because i'm afraid to ask them whether i can go or not. haha. i have to 鼓起很大的勇气 to ask them whether i can go or not and the answer is more or less always the same.. NO! i don't like feeling disappointed so i might as well don't ask and stay at home, that way i wont feel disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didn't join them (my friends) during xmas eve, 放飞机 during the ''ketchup" session and i'm not going tonight again. i bet they wont ask me out anymore if i continue not going out with them. haha. 你们敢?! =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is gonna be my last post for 2008 and it's so not interesting. omg! i dont have any interesting to share only some not really intereting way of dying that i want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been watching 幸福的抉择 these days. it's so nice, when i say nice i mean the main characters, the movie is not that bad either. 命中注定我爱你 is my very first movie that i finish watching using youtube and 幸福的抉择 might be the second unless it gets really boring in the next few episodes. i'm currently watching episode 07. really nice. go watch. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i'll be going for a jog with happi later, we've been jogging for 4 times this week but why is my weight still the same? haha. it's because i walk instead of jog, i'm gonna really do some jogging later. oh, i did bake the fudge brownies that i mentioned in the previous post and it's a big failure. the bottom was burnt but luckily it taste okay but after we left it overnight it taste weird. it's all the oven's fault! :( i'm gonna cook some jelly later too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;p/s: next post might be about my favourite &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; i think i like green but i don't know. stay tune for the next post to know my favourite colour&lt;strong&gt;s&lt;/strong&gt;. notice that the word colour is with &lt;strong&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;goodbye and HAPPY NEW YEAR!! see you guys next year which is very soon. XD &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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/14744322-876135851516470259?l=judy172.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/876135851516470259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/876135851516470259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judy172.blogspot.com/2008/12/goodbye-2008.html' title='goodbye 2008.'/><author><name>judy172</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10185527882436962981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SVsuZ04jxvI/AAAAAAAAAgY/Fvs2ebFjKn4/s72-c/111220083909-001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14744322.post-3992888533016841578</id><published>2008-12-27T17:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T18:19:18.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'>still there for me.</title><content type='html'>i find some people are very selfish because they do not want to donate their blood to those who needs it. there might be many reason why they do not want to donate, ie. they have some kind of very serious sickness and do not want to spread it to others, afraid of the pain, yada yada yada and selfish (those who doesn't want to donate their blood for no reason because they think that it's their blood and they have the right to decide whether to donate or not and etc).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this issue im talking about got nothing to do to those who are having major sickness and those who are afraid. just about those who are.. SELFISH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what if one day you have some major blood loss due to some sickess and there's no one to donate their blood to you? what if you're an orphan or whatever, just imagine that you have no family or you and your family members have different blood type (this happens, my blood type is O+ while my other siblings are A+ but this doesn't mean that im adopted or whatever) and your only hope is from those who is kind enough to donate their precious blood to you to save your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we all know that everyone need blood to survive but it doesn't mean that if you donate your blood and you wont be able to get back the amount of blood that you've donated. your body will somehow reproduce the blood so that you'll have sufficient amount of blood in your body. and do you know that it's better if we donate our blood every 3 months to remove the unwanted material from the body? 一举两得 leh.. makes you healthier and at the same time you can save others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if everyone is thinking selfish-ly then die lah. the amount of people who needs blood is more than the amount of people who donate the blood. how can? if all the sick people depends on just a few number of people to donate the blood, it wont be enough lah. the blood type might not be different and it not easy to get the correct blood type.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. i don't even know why im typing this here. anyway, JUST GO DONATE YOUR BLOOD LAH!! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;JuDY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14744322-3992888533016841578?l=judy172.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/3992888533016841578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/3992888533016841578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judy172.blogspot.com/2008/12/still-there-for-me.html' title='still there for me.'/><author><name>judy172</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10185527882436962981</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14744322.post-7301189506881156801</id><published>2008-12-26T13:14:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T13:32:41.752+08:00</updated><title type='text'>simply because</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS! i had my christmas eve dinner at the empire. ginger bread doesn't taste really good. we're suppose to go out kia kia somewhere but my parents were tired so we spend the rest of the hours watching tv until the clock strikes 12 we said merry christmas and went to sleep after that. yea, i know it's not very christmas-y but oh well, this is brunei. i got present from dajie. it's an angel candle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i might bake fudge brownies when i go home later. :) i hope that the output will be good. remember that i have a lousy oven?! haha. i'm gonna watch bed time story tomorrow with my sisters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2008 is gonna end and i haven't did any productive thing yet. how sad is that. i didn't go to school for 1 whole year. i find it cool but kind of bored too, as working is not as fun as going to school except that we have longer lunch break at work than at school. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what happened during 2008,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;- didn't go to school for 1 whole year.&lt;br /&gt;- work in DA and earn $$$.&lt;br /&gt;- get to go to more sleepovers than last year and they love my jelly. =D&lt;br /&gt;- i didn't get in MD and i wasn't accepted by UBD.&lt;br /&gt;- finally decided to study QS in perth.&lt;br /&gt;- got the F4 drawing from TVB8.&lt;br /&gt;- bake for the first time.&lt;br /&gt;- won lots of prizes from RTB.&lt;br /&gt;- talked with DJ izan, i really enjoy listening to her show although she might be a lil annoying at times and i kept talking about her these days. btw, she's at country patch during christmas eve. oh izan~&lt;br /&gt;- get to be with my family more compare to the past few years.&lt;br /&gt;- learnt a few "deep" english vocabulary.&lt;br /&gt;- ate prosperity burger from McD for the first time and i think McDeluxe is better.&lt;br /&gt;- went to manila during CNY and HK during this year end holiday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's all that i have in my mind right now, i'm sure that there's more. you know what? i'm finally 18 now and i want to go donate some blood of mine to those who needs it. i'm 18 now, i bet my parents wont have anymore disallow me to do so as they keep saying that "you can't donate your blood unless you're 18 and above." and TADA~ i'm 18.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lots of love,&lt;br /&gt;JuDY &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14744322-7301189506881156801?l=judy172.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/7301189506881156801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/7301189506881156801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judy172.blogspot.com/2008/12/simply-because.html' title='simply because'/><author><name>judy172</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10185527882436962981</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14744322.post-1079392536753425908</id><published>2008-12-21T19:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T19:59:25.222+08:00</updated><title type='text'>now or never.</title><content type='html'>i'm finally 18 now. thanks to those who came for the not so suprising birthday party, greetings and the presents. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll be driving in no time. i got my provisional license the other day. dajie taught me some simple driving lesson which is not very simple for me. HAHA. she let me drive from the simpang to my house. it's actually our little secret as my parents might bomb us for doing this. unfortunately, we got caught by my mother that day and dajie explained everything to her and she didn't get mad at me. XD i might going to my law lesson thingy tomorrow, hopefully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i finally found a book regarding sign language at TA &amp;amp; MORGEN. it's for babies &amp;amp; toddlers but i can learn from the very beggining right? i hope they have a adult version cause i'm 18 now. haha. they're having 30%-50% discount on most of their books, i hope my mother will really buy me the book as she says she will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been playing virtual villagers on my phone lately. it's so addictive. i feel so funny whenever they're about to 'get freaky'. WAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SU4pBC-o6yI/AAAAAAAAAfE/dvDxFRkIBLI/s1600-h/211220083912.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282204510908377890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SU4pBC-o6yI/AAAAAAAAAfE/dvDxFRkIBLI/s400/211220083912.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i got this from TVB 8. it's a drawing of F4 drawn by the host of the show. i fax my answer over to the show and few days later, my mother told me she heard my name on the show. few days later again, i got this drawing. isn't it cool? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;p/s: nelly, this is the drawing that i told you the other day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14744322-1079392536753425908?l=judy172.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/1079392536753425908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/1079392536753425908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judy172.blogspot.com/2008/12/now-or-never.html' title='now or never.'/><author><name>judy172</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10185527882436962981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SU4pBC-o6yI/AAAAAAAAAfE/dvDxFRkIBLI/s72-c/211220083912.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14744322.post-6299140683456437071</id><published>2008-12-15T19:28:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T19:34:24.098+08:00</updated><title type='text'>someone like you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="width: 300px;"&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/mkVuLyGMT2/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/mkVuLyGMT2/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE THIS SONG it's not only nice but it has my name in it!! my mother says she name me judy because she likes this song too. isn't it cool? i get to know why she named me judy. whenever i called the station, the dj would sing this song once i told them what my name is but i have no idea what the heck that song is until i went to look for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant find it anywhere it the internet, but thanks to &lt;a href="http://www.sogou.com/"&gt;sogou&lt;/a&gt; because there's where i got the song. i guess that people dont really like the song but i think it's nice. you guys should try listening to it too. i want my future husband to sing it to me on our wedding day. it'd be so sweet if it really happen, isn't? XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;listen to the song and tell me what you think about it in the tagboard. i'm sure that you guys will think it's nice too, no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14744322-6299140683456437071?l=judy172.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/6299140683456437071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/6299140683456437071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judy172.blogspot.com/2008/12/judy-judy-judy.html' title='someone like you.'/><author><name>judy172</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10185527882436962981</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14744322.post-386819194110033565</id><published>2008-12-12T21:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T21:47:00.499+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HK trip.</title><content type='html'>hello. i'm back. i'm lazy to type now as i've been uploading these pictures the whole day and night. the pictures will do the talking. btw, pictures are not arranged in orders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SUJmT3FWHzI/AAAAAAAAAe8/bBR7hVijCGI/s1600-h/DSC00425.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SUJmT3FWHzI/AAAAAAAAAe8/bBR7hVijCGI/s400/DSC00425.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278894204621561650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;waving while riding on dumbo. (:&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SUJjwQouMPI/AAAAAAAAAe0/SdLJYVHe7vI/s1600-h/DSC00477.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SUJjwQouMPI/AAAAAAAAAe0/SdLJYVHe7vI/s400/DSC00477.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278891393982279922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;with the clowns.&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SUJipc6J7II/AAAAAAAAAes/s5I-ogWP8kw/s1600-h/DSC00432.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SUJipc6J7II/AAAAAAAAAes/s5I-ogWP8kw/s400/DSC00432.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278890177505913986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;outside 小人国.&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SUJhVDC49OI/AAAAAAAAAek/0mmtXoBVCP4/s1600-h/DSC00397.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SUJhVDC49OI/AAAAAAAAAek/0mmtXoBVCP4/s400/DSC00397.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278888727454217442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;judy &amp;amp; happi.&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SUJgBhq7B-I/AAAAAAAAAec/K3xvz9BJ-eU/s1600-h/DSC00382.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SUJgBhq7B-I/AAAAAAAAAec/K3xvz9BJ-eU/s400/DSC00382.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278887292566177762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;monkey us.&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SUJfCNSs2bI/AAAAAAAAAeU/PvRUWUD3TTk/s1600-h/DSC00358.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SUJfCNSs2bI/AAAAAAAAAeU/PvRUWUD3TTk/s400/DSC00358.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278886204764117426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;reading tarzan's book.&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SUJd_PfOB7I/AAAAAAAAAeM/T7dtyHiSbzU/s1600-h/DSC00345.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SUJd_PfOB7I/AAAAAAAAAeM/T7dtyHiSbzU/s400/DSC00345.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278885054302259122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;on our way to tarzan's house.&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 style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SUJcn8vAIsI/AAAAAAAAAeE/SvHQTXeg9Iw/s1600-h/DSC00339.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SUJcn8vAIsI/AAAAAAAAAeE/SvHQTXeg9Iw/s400/DSC00339.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278883554619564738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;adventure land!&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SUJbnnOMM0I/AAAAAAAAAd8/NEmOqJZyR7Q/s1600-h/DSC00333.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SUJbnnOMM0I/AAAAAAAAAd8/NEmOqJZyR7Q/s400/DSC00333.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278882449333171010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;stitch's doll, judy and angel.&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SUJWwyjVf1I/AAAAAAAAAd0/-xjzI_FYfSo/s1600-h/DSC00330.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SUJWwyjVf1I/AAAAAAAAAd0/-xjzI_FYfSo/s400/DSC00330.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278877109435334482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;papa catch me, i catch you with stitch's hand. XD&lt;br /&gt;&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SUJVpU0HzwI/AAAAAAAAAds/OwLBumUuKzI/s1600-h/DSC00328.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SUJVpU0HzwI/AAAAAAAAAds/OwLBumUuKzI/s400/DSC00328.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278875881681964802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;at the cashier.&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SUJUguhKMyI/AAAAAAAAAdk/VgDv37vOA1Y/s1600-h/DSC00323.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SUJUguhKMyI/AAAAAAAAAdk/VgDv37vOA1Y/s400/DSC00323.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278874634451301154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;with the chipmunks.&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SUJTdVgXyVI/AAAAAAAAAdc/ff5vrJQ0pYQ/s1600-h/DSC00313.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SUJTdVgXyVI/AAAAAAAAAdc/ff5vrJQ0pYQ/s400/DSC00313.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278873476685875538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;judy &amp;amp; may.&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SUJSKlFtDTI/AAAAAAAAAdU/i06xF9vA5Oc/s1600-h/DSC00312.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SUJSKlFtDTI/AAAAAAAAAdU/i06xF9vA5Oc/s400/DSC00312.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278872054939847986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;stitch &amp;amp; angel.&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SUJRAEdN4XI/AAAAAAAAAdM/aVOZsPuv1V8/s1600-h/DSC00309.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SUJRAEdN4XI/AAAAAAAAAdM/aVOZsPuv1V8/s400/DSC00309.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278870774869778802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;enormous christmas tree behind us.&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SUJQAQ-XOBI/AAAAAAAAAdE/AKzAZNmGqFw/s1600-h/DSC00307.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SUJQAQ-XOBI/AAAAAAAAAdE/AKzAZNmGqFw/s400/DSC00307.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278869678718400530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;cars from 'cars'.&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SUJOiRLt2eI/AAAAAAAAAc8/3v6oBSk9SjU/s1600-h/DSC00301.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SUJOiRLt2eI/AAAAAAAAAc8/3v6oBSk9SjU/s400/DSC00301.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278868063866706402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;notice mickey's 'garden' behind?&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SUJJHcJl1mI/AAAAAAAAAc0/oZ2z9RyMJE0/s1600-h/DSC00284.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SUJJHcJl1mI/AAAAAAAAAc0/oZ2z9RyMJE0/s400/DSC00284.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278862105395975778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;mickey handle on the MTR.&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SUJCeJLhtrI/AAAAAAAAAcs/fhz5R9wInQQ/s1600-h/DSC00280.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SUJCeJLhtrI/AAAAAAAAAcs/fhz5R9wInQQ/s400/DSC00280.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278854798859417266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;even the windows are in the shape of mickey's head.&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SUJAyAR0-sI/AAAAAAAAAck/jWNkyeTWd4o/s1600-h/DSC00271.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SUJAyAR0-sI/AAAAAAAAAck/jWNkyeTWd4o/s400/DSC00271.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278852941044054722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the shopping center below our hotel.&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SUI_cRBkHrI/AAAAAAAAAcc/GtTvuWkiJUM/s1600-h/DSC00257.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SUI_cRBkHrI/AAAAAAAAAcc/GtTvuWkiJUM/s400/DSC00257.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278851468070493874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;us taking pictures on the christmas decoration ball.&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SUI9lB2zwFI/AAAAAAAAAcU/F_3hh-z6Gak/s1600-h/031220083862.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SUI9lB2zwFI/AAAAAAAAAcU/F_3hh-z6Gak/s400/031220083862.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278849419594416210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;some kind of standing eel fish.&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SUI8AFlYuSI/AAAAAAAAAcE/S5AymciC9uQ/s1600-h/031220083858.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SUI8AFlYuSI/AAAAAAAAAcE/S5AymciC9uQ/s400/031220083858.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278847685428295970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;@ ocean park.&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SUI7lAxxugI/AAAAAAAAAb8/JljtR2rEbJo/s1600-h/031220083851.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SUI7lAxxugI/AAAAAAAAAb8/JljtR2rEbJo/s400/031220083851.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278847220281620994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;jelly fish in green light.&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SUI7IhV6qLI/AAAAAAAAAb0/tUUmKBanGnY/s1600-h/031220083847.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SUI7IhV6qLI/AAAAAAAAAb0/tUUmKBanGnY/s400/031220083847.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278846730806929586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;jelly fishes.&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SUI6wKZwdqI/AAAAAAAAAbs/dBA2vACc0X0/s1600-h/031220083846.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SUI6wKZwdqI/AAAAAAAAAbs/dBA2vACc0X0/s400/031220083846.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278846312332162722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;cute.&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SUI22e_loMI/AAAAAAAAAbc/boxAzXJxcGA/s1600-h/031220083845.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SUI22e_loMI/AAAAAAAAAbc/boxAzXJxcGA/s400/031220083845.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278842022892249282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;clown dustbin @ ocean park.&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SUI2RS5a8GI/AAAAAAAAAbU/9zfaaLqhh1w/s1600-h/031220083844.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SUI2RS5a8GI/AAAAAAAAAbU/9zfaaLqhh1w/s400/031220083844.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278841383989997666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;seals.&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SUI1n1keMSI/AAAAAAAAAbM/aP-MTO3zusg/s1600-h/031220083843.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SUI1n1keMSI/AAAAAAAAAbM/aP-MTO3zusg/s400/031220083843.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278840671742865698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the place where seals &amp;amp; dolphins perform.&lt;br /&gt;&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SUI0EqYrowI/AAAAAAAAAa8/J-UVMPt85rI/s1600-h/021220083839.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SUI0EqYrowI/AAAAAAAAAa8/J-UVMPt85rI/s400/021220083839.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278838967933575938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;tinkle bell from the disneyland MTR.&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SUIzwZP6qRI/AAAAAAAAAa0/_ikDhk9WrbM/s1600-h/021220083834.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SUIzwZP6qRI/AAAAAAAAAa0/_ikDhk9WrbM/s400/021220083834.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278838619736025362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;mickey, minnie &amp;amp; goofy.&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SUIzcUBT1lI/AAAAAAAAAas/mLXc1VgxIB8/s1600-h/021220083830.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SUIzcUBT1lI/AAAAAAAAAas/mLXc1VgxIB8/s400/021220083830.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278838274735199826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;one of the parade.&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SUIzFXZpvAI/AAAAAAAAAak/DmlglFZ42AU/s1600-h/021220083828.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SUIzFXZpvAI/AAAAAAAAAak/DmlglFZ42AU/s400/021220083828.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278837880505613314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ariel and her friends on the parade.&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SUIx72TjiAI/AAAAAAAAAac/HE4Pkk_KLPQ/s1600-h/021220083819.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SUIx72TjiAI/AAAAAAAAAac/HE4Pkk_KLPQ/s400/021220083819.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278836617491220482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;who wants ice cream?&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SUIxYXKiEkI/AAAAAAAAAaU/a9vagL2nyFc/s1600-h/021220083818.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SUIxYXKiEkI/AAAAAAAAAaU/a9vagL2nyFc/s400/021220083818.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278836007836455490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;小人国.&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SUIw8ITl0WI/AAAAAAAAAaM/qIQU_wa6nLM/s1600-h/021220083805.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SUIw8ITl0WI/AAAAAAAAAaM/qIQU_wa6nLM/s400/021220083805.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278835522811580770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;bambi, thumper and the skunk.&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SUIvxNpnLTI/AAAAAAAAAaE/_IJR-GL6ouk/s1600-h/021220083803.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SUIvxNpnLTI/AAAAAAAAAaE/_IJR-GL6ouk/s400/021220083803.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278834235755932978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;some of the drawings.&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SUIuTmezPuI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/LJOFo8ofViI/s1600-h/P02-12-08_19.42.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SUIuTmezPuI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/LJOFo8ofViI/s400/P02-12-08_19.42.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278832627513769698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the palace filled with lights before the firework session.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the fireworks are awesome. we're each given a hologram specs, we can see snowman on all the light using the specs. it's so cool. the whole firework thing is so nice too. the front of the palace were filled with crowds. the 气氛 is just so nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SUIt5Om_NeI/AAAAAAAAAZs/shFYGG2f_ds/s1600-h/P02-12-08_14.50.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SUIt5Om_NeI/AAAAAAAAAZs/shFYGG2f_ds/s400/P02-12-08_14.50.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278832174429058530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;judy &amp;amp; happi go round.&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SUItZL3GvjI/AAAAAAAAAZk/QnHpxafT27M/s1600-h/DSC00544.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SUItZL3GvjI/AAAAAAAAAZk/QnHpxafT27M/s400/DSC00544.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278831623935540786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;@ ngong ping to see the huge buddha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, i cant find the picture of us with the buddha and etc. i'll post it up if i found them. 梅艳芳 is "burried" there. not burried but she's there. her "thingy" is there. her fans wrote her letters too. creepy right? she's there but not really there cuz i cant see her..&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SUIsMEt2RnI/AAAAAAAAAZc/9vKGUp_RqZI/s1600-h/DSC00519.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SUIsMEt2RnI/AAAAAAAAAZc/9vKGUp_RqZI/s400/DSC00519.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278830299167737458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;jumbo kingdom.&lt;br /&gt;&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SUIrJ-3XB8I/AAAAAAAAAZU/vC7aXZ5kYSQ/s1600-h/DSC00484.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SUIrJ-3XB8I/AAAAAAAAAZU/vC7aXZ5kYSQ/s400/DSC00484.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278829163725653954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;inside jumbo kingdom where we had our dinner.&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SUIpDD3TzPI/AAAAAAAAAZM/O5lF4X616Ic/s1600-h/DSC00483.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SUIpDD3TzPI/AAAAAAAAAZM/O5lF4X616Ic/s400/DSC00483.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278826845785279730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ocean park again.&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SUIn-Sg5B7I/AAAAAAAAAZE/iLWN8CREhG0/s1600-h/DSC00481.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SUIn-Sg5B7I/AAAAAAAAAZE/iLWN8CREhG0/s400/DSC00481.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278825664306808754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;CHRISTMAS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SUImjOLY8II/AAAAAAAAAY8/r-rprvIgJt0/s1600-h/DSC00480.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SUImjOLY8II/AAAAAAAAAY8/r-rprvIgJt0/s400/DSC00480.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278824099774787714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;funny looking man with us.&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SUIlOdqeQOI/AAAAAAAAAY0/6ZqNtlAbssI/s1600-h/DSC00455.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SUIlOdqeQOI/AAAAAAAAAY0/6ZqNtlAbssI/s400/DSC00455.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278822643642810594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;not so scary roller coaster.&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SUIi7s4mswI/AAAAAAAAAYk/KWO3yivlsN8/s1600-h/DSC00470.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SUIi7s4mswI/AAAAAAAAAYk/KWO3yivlsN8/s400/DSC00470.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278820122287846146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;us on pirate ship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SUIYUJSFCyI/AAAAAAAAAYU/bMvtNGxseJc/s1600-h/DSC00443.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278808447599840034" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SUIYUJSFCyI/AAAAAAAAAYU/bMvtNGxseJc/s400/DSC00443.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;christmas on our lil house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- the end -&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/14744322-386819194110033565?l=judy172.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/386819194110033565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/386819194110033565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judy172.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post.html' title='HK trip.'/><author><name>judy172</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10185527882436962981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SUJmT3FWHzI/AAAAAAAAAe8/bBR7hVijCGI/s72-c/DSC00425.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14744322.post-1079295383105357411</id><published>2008-11-29T09:00:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T09:20:34.308+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bad timing.</title><content type='html'>hello. i was coughing for almost a month few weeks ago and now i'm coughing again. i'm having a terrible sore throat too. if i don't drink any water when i'm thirsty, i'll have a sore throat the next day. i ate pizza the other day too, so it's either the pizza's fault or me not drinking enough water's fault.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coughing is okay if it's during a normal day but i'm going to hong kong is 2 days time, i was hoping of eating all the delicious food there but now that i'm coughing i bet my parents will ban me from eating some food, eg. fried foods. the coughing thing comes at the wrong time. thank god that xiao long bao is not heaty because i heard that hong kong's xiao long bao is much more original than those that we're eating here in brunei as they're more juicier. yum yum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i drank lots of tea, honey and medicine but still i'm still suffering it. anyone have any cure for teribble sore throat and cough? =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HONGKONG DISNEYLAND HERE I COME!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Dec 1 - Dec 7) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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/14744322-1079295383105357411?l=judy172.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/1079295383105357411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/1079295383105357411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judy172.blogspot.com/2008/11/bad-timing.html' title='bad timing.'/><author><name>judy172</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10185527882436962981</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14744322.post-5516840202893724153</id><published>2008-11-26T18:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T18:46:32.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'>walking on sunshine.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=251120083793-001.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=251120083793-001.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=251120083793-001.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=251120083797.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/251120083797.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first of all, happy belated 18th birthday to "010" 林依龄 lim ee lynn. ee lynn, if you read this, the picture above is dedicated specially to you! you're welcome. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm here blogging to keep my blog alive but in fact i have nothing to update. my life is dull and boring, i do the same thing everyday. boohoo. i want to do something special before i leave, but what's that something special? anyone have any special things to do? care to do it together with me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh oh, i'm happy yesterday and today because i get to drink coke. coke is the best soft drink ever. i love coke! i can actually drink it everyday i want, nobody will stop me i think but i don't want to get fat and cavity so i'll have to have some self control. drinking coke makes judy happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=251120083788.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/251120083788.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the colour is so nice right? but that "010" says it looks very kaling. -___- i was actually very lucky that night because i was helping tet wee to open his card when he's playing poker and his cards were quite "big", but once 010 says my nail colour looks very kaling, my luck were all gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe my good luck comes from the colour, and the colour get angry when "010" crictize it. HAHAHA. even a nail polish gets angry. i don't get really good comment on the colour from others either. but i seriously think that it looks okay wa. really that ugly kan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i'll be going to HK next monday. i'm so excited about it but i heard that it's getting cold there which is not a good thing because&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cold weather &gt; thick clothes &gt; tak ngam brunei weather. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope they're still selling those clothes that suits brunei weather because i have so much that i wanted to buy. i really hope they have what i want. and we're definately going to HK DISNEYLAND! it's a must, cannot miss it. hope it doesn't rain when we get there. it's a 1 week trip, i'll be back on the 7th(baby kerstin's 1yr old bday!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=251120083783.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/251120083783.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dirty slippers on dirty carpet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: the other stupid wants to go back soon but the new maid doesn't know how to cook yet. is this a good or a bad thing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14744322-5516840202893724153?l=judy172.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/5516840202893724153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/5516840202893724153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judy172.blogspot.com/2008/11/walking-on-sunshine.html' title='walking on sunshine.'/><author><name>judy172</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10185527882436962981</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14744322.post-8068900184467876500</id><published>2008-11-22T13:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T13:37:43.491+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a trip to the dentist.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;story written below is based on real life story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while i was eating Choco Crispy the other day, i broke my tooth. at first, i thought it was just the cereal that's stucked on my teeth therefore i just ignore it and continue enjoying my cereal. after a few bites, i can feel myself chewing something that's not cereal, it feels rather hard and when i went to have a look at my teeth at the mirror. i noticed that i broke my tooth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mother brought me to the gov. dentist the next day but the number were all finish and so i have to go other day. i have to go to the dentist to either remove the tooth or "fill" the tooth because it cuts my tongue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mother brought me to the dentist around 7.15 and i told her that it's still so early as it's open at 7:45am. my mother didn't bother and still drive me there. when i reach there, there were already people waiting over there. i guess that it's true that mother is always right. the receptionists hasn't even arrive. i placed my IC and wait like what others did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i waited until my name is called, pay, and waited outside the dentist room. there're children who went in to the dentist room happily or with a so-so mood but end up coming out crying. some even shout out loud inside the room, everyone outside the room can hear it. it really scares me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when my number is called, i went into the room and the dentist asked what's wrong, i told her i broke my tooth. she examine it with some tools that she's holding and told me that she has to remove the teeth because the cavity in my tooth is too big. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;cavity: a hollow space or a pit in a tooth, most commonly produced by caries. A cavity may be artificially made to support dental restorations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i always thought only kids have cavity but i was wrong. boohoo. even my mother have cavity. her teeth are scary, she showed me just now. *shivers*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the dentist first inject some make-your-teeth/jaw/mouth-numb-medicine on my jaw, and she asked me to wait outside. for the first time, my legs were trembling. my not scared, i'm just.. nervous because my tooth is not even shaky and the dentist is going to remove it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was asked to go in again, and this time she asked me to open my mouth as wide as possible and she assure me that i won't feel any pain, only a little pressure( though i don't feel any pressure). i thought only dentist uses a plier look alike tool, but in real life there really is this kind of dentist. i saw my dentist holding the plier look alike tool, i closed my eyes and before you even feel anything.. my tooth were removed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i swear that i feel nothing, the make-you-numb-medicine is really good, though it last a little too long, it last for the whole morning. i can feel even 2-3 hours later i removed my tooth. she put some cotton thing to stop the blood from bleeding. and i can go home. oh, i get to keep my tooth too. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my premolar(i think) is so huge, compare with other teeth. the roots are freaking long i swear! i can even take a picture of it and post it up if you don't believe it but i'm too lazy to do so. =P i can see clearly the black thing that we called cavity on my tooth, i know it's nothing to be proud of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the bleeding last for a long time, i don't know why it lasts so long that i don't feel like eating altho i'm so hungry because it's weird to eat with blood right? i cant rinse my mouth, no hot and cold food and drinks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like crying when i use my tongue to touch the place where the removed tooth use to stand. it's so empty, slippery and feels weird when i'm eating. sobs. i don't want to lose of my teeth, i want to have perfect teeth. thank god that the cavity is grown on my premolar, if it's on my canine or the front teeth, for sure i'm gonna look so ugly. so i should be a little happy for the fact that one of my premolar is gone. *fake smile*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14744322-8068900184467876500?l=judy172.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/8068900184467876500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/8068900184467876500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judy172.blogspot.com/2008/11/trip-to-dentist.html' title='a trip to the dentist.'/><author><name>judy172</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10185527882436962981</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14744322.post-4659523428203963220</id><published>2008-11-19T16:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T17:27:31.328+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HELP!  i was tagged.</title><content type='html'>1) take a recent picture of yourself or take a picture right now.&lt;br /&gt;2) dont change your clothes, dont fix your hair, just take a picture.&lt;br /&gt;3)post that picture with NO editing.&lt;br /&gt;4) post the picture with these instructions.&lt;br /&gt;5) tag 7 people to this.&lt;br /&gt;6) *no tag backs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=hannah-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=hannah.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/hannah.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was tagged by sen ern. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm tagged by jane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instructions: Remove 1 question from below, and add in your personal question, make it a total of 20 questions, then tag 8 people in your list, list them out at the end of this post. Notify them in their chat box that he/she has been tagged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. What do you want most for the time being??&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my own room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. What is your most favourite thing to do?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. What is your 1 regret in life?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stop my swimming lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. Who inspires you?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. Tell me something I dont know about your family background.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;my grandpa escape from 金门 to Brunei during WW2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. Do you believe you can survive without money?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7. What are you afraid to lose the most?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my bolster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8. What do you feel like doing, right now?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;changing my blog's layout. i'm gonna be 18, no more childish boat floating around my blog!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9. If you can get out of your current life circumstance, would you?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not really, all i want is to go out more frequently with my friends. MUMMY YOU HEAR ME? I KNOW I HAVE TO WORK. sigh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10. List out 3 good points of the person who tagged you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jane - lame, funny, creative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11. What are the requirements that you wish from your other half?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rich yet 大方, love me most and always there to support me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12. What's your favourite dessert(s)?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;honeydew sago, fruit tarts, ice creams, mango pudding, bu bu cha cha and etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;13. What is your ambition?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;famous model.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;14. Describe your life in one word.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;幸福的很.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;15. If you had a choice to be rich or happy, which one would you pick ?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rich.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;16. If you have a chance, where would you like to further your study with scholarships?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywhere out of borneo island will do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;17. Who is the person/people that you can share all your problems with?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happi goh lee wen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;18. How do you see yourself in 10 years time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;working with loads of projects regarding QS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;19. What is the one thing you love about yourself?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have no idea, but i'll answer this question once i get the answer. i spent a long time thinking but nothing comes up. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;20. What is your dream job?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;famous model of a QS company. wahaha. QS lah QS lah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tag&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- karen&lt;br /&gt;- pin jia&lt;br /&gt;- susan&lt;br /&gt;- may&lt;br /&gt;- hui zhen&lt;br /&gt;- chia yuin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14744322-4659523428203963220?l=judy172.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/4659523428203963220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/4659523428203963220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judy172.blogspot.com/2008/11/help-i-was-tagged.html' title='HELP!  i was tagged.'/><author><name>judy172</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10185527882436962981</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14744322.post-8037238073648055355</id><published>2008-11-17T20:32:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T18:58:21.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'>let the radio break the silence</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;REPLIES&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;spongehead:&lt;/strong&gt; but which one taste better? for sure brunei lah ho since you prefer brunei one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;pinjia:&lt;/strong&gt; why =(? smile~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;susan:&lt;/strong&gt; hope so. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;grace:&lt;/strong&gt; why you want people to cry when you leave? later become more 舍不得 ah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ern:&lt;/strong&gt; not ready also have to ready ah. this is life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;jiunn:&lt;/strong&gt; feb'09.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;koyu:&lt;/strong&gt; like that 不肥死才怪啊！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;winnie:&lt;/strong&gt; we MUST keep in touch. i don't want to lose a friend like you. hugs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=161120083761.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/161120083761.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=161120083762.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/161120083762.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i went horse riding @ DST Fun Fair yesterday. when we reached there some of the booth have already started packing and so all we did were just horse riding and had ice cream. horse riding is fun! my horse's name is Yurita and she's 10 years old. $5 for 3 rounds. i'm so happy, riding a horse is also one of the "wants" of mine. one down and so much more to go.. (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i went to chia yuin's pot luck party. i brought orange and strawberry flavoured jelly. they turn out to be very "laku". anyway, everyone was busy... gambling that night. there's a table for mahjong, poker, rummy and ps. i know how to play poker, i won $1.50(after deducting the capital) that night, which is consider good i guess according to eelynn who won $2 after playing for so long. WAHAHA! *grins* winnie is the poker queen of the night. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;poker is so addictive, i cant stop thinking about it at home i don't know why. my internet are finally connected to the world and the first thing i did was play poker online. i played for an hour or so and felt a little bored already. haha. i get bored very fast, i know. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=hannah.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;魔法哈库纳马塔塔 我最期待 甜甜的爱&lt;br /&gt;LALALALALALALALALALALALALA&lt;br /&gt;哈库纳马塔塔 王子快来 哦 我的爱 &lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;` 哈库纳马塔塔-黑girl&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=161120083762.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Because tonight will be the night&lt;br /&gt;That I will fall for you over again&lt;br /&gt;Don't make me change my mind&lt;br /&gt;Or I won't live to see another day&lt;br /&gt;I swear it's true&lt;br /&gt;Because a girl like you's impossible to find&lt;br /&gt;You're impossible to find&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;` fall for you - second hand serenade&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;你 看穿我的冷漠 亲吻我的烦忧&lt;br /&gt;不在乎我曾经的错 如果不是你的款款温柔&lt;br /&gt;还以为这爱 只是一个传说&lt;br /&gt;请 相信我的承诺 虽然有点笨着 但我看见幸福的风&lt;br /&gt;如果我把我的手 放在背后 愿不愿意牵着一起走&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;` 幸福的风-杨宗伟&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 7 things I hate about you, oh you&lt;br /&gt;You're vain, your games, you're insecure&lt;br /&gt;You love me, you like her&lt;br /&gt;You make me laugh, you make me cry&lt;br /&gt;I don't know which side to buy&lt;br /&gt;Your friends, they're jerks&lt;br /&gt;When you act like them, just know it hurts&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be with the one I know&lt;br /&gt;And the 7th thing I hate the most that you do&lt;br /&gt;You make me love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;` 7 things - miley cyrus&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;above are lyrics of some random songs that i simply love. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i've been eating like i've never eat before for the past few days and conclusion for eating these much is nevertheless gaining weight! i gained 1.5kgs, that was last night lah. i was so afraid that i might become a pig if i don't stop eating like that, therefore i ate ONLY sandwiches for breakfast and nothing for lunch. i try weighing myself and TADA~ thank god that 1.5kgs are gone and i'm back to my normal weight now. i'll have to control myself from eating so much from now on. i want to lose more weight. 10 more kgs to go!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;bye bye. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14744322-8037238073648055355?l=judy172.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/8037238073648055355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/8037238073648055355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judy172.blogspot.com/2008/11/let-radio-break-silence.html' title='let the radio break the silence'/><author><name>judy172</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10185527882436962981</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14744322.post-8909481040015941848</id><published>2008-11-13T09:20:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T09:33:55.679+08:00</updated><title type='text'>5 4 3 2 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/DSC01010-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been thinking about how my life will be when I’m in Perth. Everything will be different. The weather, food (I assume), people, environment, and everything are different!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cousin who’s in Melbourne told me that the temperature is so crazy that it can be 28 degree Celsius today and tomorrow the temperature might fall to 9 degree. She had to wear her winter clothes even though it’s spring. I hope that the weather in Perth will be better than Melbourne’s. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00911-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/DSC00911-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;choo choo train @ Excapade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, there won’t be any Sushi Excapade in Perth, which is a sad thing because the sushi in Perth might be different from Brunei’s. I heard that they had “modified” the sushi in Brunei to suits the people’s taste. That’s why the original sushi from Japan and Brunei’s taste different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can’t have my usual family day that occurs every Sunday, yes EVERY SUNDAY, which is why I love Sundays. We (me and my family) get to go out from approximately 10-11am to 7pm. We’ll first have our brunch, then grocery shopping and go around Brunei, music lessons and high tea and a little more shopping and home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There would be less Chinese restaurants, even if they have one, the food might taste somehow different compared to Brunei’s Chinese restaurant. Boohoo. No more kolo mee, dim sums and etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I’d have is sandwiches, cereal, instant noodles and fruits. Why? Because they’re easy to make and requires less cost and time. This is what I assume but I think these are the foods that I’ll be most likely to eat. They’re healthy too, except for the instant noodles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Da jie told me that they sell jumbo pack instant noodle. But I wonder if they taste as good as the old time favorite Maggi or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=261020083633-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/261020083633-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw (bee tee double eu), there’s a new branch of Excapade Sushi located at Serusop, it’s Sushi Shoduko (not sudoku), if I’m not mistaken. It’s rather small inside, less Japanese kind of feel but there’s still the train there. There’s even a hot water thingy (picture above), just push your cups toward it and there’s your hot water. This is something that Excapade Sushi don’t have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since there’s 4 seasons in Perth, yes I can hear birds singing during spring, see leaves turning from green to red in autumn, feel the warmth of summer and most of all I get to feel the crack on my skin during winter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Winter can dry up my skins and so I’ll be needing moisturizer and lotion to moisten my skin to keep them nice and not dry. I bet my skin will not be use to the weather in Perth and might... Sigh! Get pimples. 阿弥陀佛~ let’s hope that this wont happen to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=4in1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/4in1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=061120083693-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/061120083693-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanna fight?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ll miss my family and friends too. Thank god I get to spend Happi’s first part of childhood with her, and I bet she’ll be missing me a lot in the rest of her childhood as I’m her favorite sister &amp;amp; friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for baby Kerstin, I’m sure that she’s see me with her “who-the-heck-are-you?” face once I come back for holiday. She’s 11 months now and she’ll be talking in no time. I’ll call home regularly to make sure that she doesn’t forgets me and also to update my current situation with my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that my mother wants to talk to me whenever I call, because every times er jie calls, she’d be busy watching TV, eating or etc. I don’t want the same thing to happen to me. I know my mother’s “schedule” already. I wont be calling during weekdays as she’s busy for the whole day, working in the day and TV at night. Yes, movies are &lt;s&gt;sometimes&lt;/s&gt; very important to her, she can’t miss any episodes one. Weekends is when I’ll be calling. So, sit by the telephone and wait for my call, mummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=091120083706-001.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/091120083706-001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder whether my bathroom has heater or not. I prefer bathing with warm water but sometimes hot. No, I’m not a 变态, it just feels better to bath with hot water sometimes. Not 100 degree Celsius hot lah. Whatever lah, I know you guys don’t get what I mean either, it’s just… bathing in cold water is like a torture to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you notice that I mentioned the bathroom as MY bathroom? Yup, the bathroom is in my room, my own personal washroom. No sharing though sharing is caring. There’s also house keeping every week, which is compulsory not that I’m lazy. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve ask for a room with washroom in it but I can only know which room I’ll have in January because there’s still students living it in and they’ll be moving out next January, and then I’ll know which room I’ll be taking. But according to Melissa from James Hon Education, there won’t be a problem to have that room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=2in1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/2in1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ll be staying in the room alone, with no one to chat with before I sleep. My sister always talks with me before we sleep. After I leave, there won’t be anybody talking to any of us. I know we’re talkative!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes during holidays, we even sneaked downstairs to watch TV during our sleeping hours. She also accompanies me to eat supper when I’m hungry in the night, I cook for her too when she’s hungry. I know, I’m the best sister anyone could have. I’m so proud of me. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lastly,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=091120083703-001.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/091120083703-001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@ Country Patch, Kiulap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pop juice from Country Patch is nice. There’s a $15 high tea for 2 from 3-6pm, weekends only. Serve with yummy cakes, chicken wings and etc. We went there yesterday but there’s none left. So depressing. It’s so cute, there’s tomato filled with tuna, too bad I didn’t get to try any. Btw, they change the high tea menu every week. High tea, anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the place. It’s also a small place yet cozy. Go and have a look in there, and you’ll get what I mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna watch &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Madagascar 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; tomorrow, i hope. i cant wait!! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I like to move it move it..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;He likes to move it move it..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;She likes to move it move it..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We like to.. MOVE IT!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14744322-8909481040015941848?l=judy172.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/8909481040015941848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/8909481040015941848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judy172.blogspot.com/2008/11/5-4-3-2-1.html' title='5 4 3 2 1'/><author><name>judy172</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10185527882436962981</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14744322.post-2116507169389642545</id><published>2008-11-05T19:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T13:45:37.485+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fall for you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SRD5ZtCo1oI/AAAAAAAAAWU/CJJgCl3-ajc/s1600-h/Fruit-tarts.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264982184378816130" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 164px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SRD5ZtCo1oI/AAAAAAAAAWU/CJJgCl3-ajc/s400/Fruit-tarts.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i'm currently craving for fruit tart. they taste so delicious, i'm gonna bake it as soon as i get all the ingredients needed but due to my terrible oven i think it won't look as nice as the picture shown on the left. click &lt;a href="http://video.about.com/baking/Fruit-Tart-Recipe.htm"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; for the recipe, there's also a video teaching you how to bake it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the fruit tart shown on the video is probably a fruit pie not a fruit tart. i prefer fruit tart though, because it's cute. it's more prefereable, for me, to place 1 whole fruit tart in my mouth and start chewing it. it's more fun eating this way, than biting a small bit and let the delicious crumbs fall off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i told my mother that i'm gonna bake fruit tarts, guess what she say? she exclaims, " go buy lah, don bake" i say, "it's expensive to buy oh. you pay ah?" she says " yea.." it's obvious that she doesn't really encourage me to bake and i don't know why. HAHA. but it's good as she's gonna buy them for me. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SRExSSdgDUI/AAAAAAAAAWs/RIEow2bD7y4/s1600-h/judy%27s+J+bag.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265043629635800386" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 244px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SRExSSdgDUI/AAAAAAAAAWs/RIEow2bD7y4/s400/judy%27s+J+bag.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;this is the kind of the jeans bag that i saw the other day at the dentist. the one i saw is much more nicer than this one but this looks a lil like the one i saw except for the brown part.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;i've been searching in msn and yahoo but there's no jeans bag that look exactly like the one i saw. i really want to have the one that i saw, maybe not the exact same one. i wonder where the girl bought it. i should have ask her but i was too.. shy? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;goodbye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14744322-2116507169389642545?l=judy172.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/2116507169389642545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/2116507169389642545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judy172.blogspot.com/2008/11/fall-for-you.html' title='fall for you.'/><author><name>judy172</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10185527882436962981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SRD5ZtCo1oI/AAAAAAAAAWU/CJJgCl3-ajc/s72-c/Fruit-tarts.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14744322.post-4196848690407545642</id><published>2008-11-04T10:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T10:10:48.482+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thank you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to get drink till drunk, be really rich, do bungee jumping, torture the maids, get double eye-lids, remove hairs in between my eye brows permanently, marry a rich husband whom i love and he loves me more, get a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;flip phone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; although i still love my n80, be able to travel around the world aleast 3 times a year. i want my honeymoon in either tahiti or dubai, if my future husband wants it to be in dubai, i want to stay in burj al arab hotel, thank you, paris or italy is not a bad idea too. *wink wink* can have a happy life, make sure my family are living happily too. have kids, loads of kids, good looking kids, since i'm so rich i can have as many &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;kids&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; as i want. try on a kimono, get to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;飚车&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; during midnight, get to go home late! have sleepovers, have sex to see if it really feels that good, have a sport car, have a big house with a no maids at all, only part time maids since my house is so big, i might die if i finish cleaning the whole house, do&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; facial&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; twice a month to make sure my skins are &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;sparkly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; clean and shiny(not oily okay!), get to buy clothes not only before CNY arrives, be smart, be deaf sometimes when stupids are talking, oh.. i forgot i'm so rich i can hire other maids who is 1000 times better than the stupids. i've always think that i'll be &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;blind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; some day because i can recognize voices easily at times, especially when i hear the radio i know who's singing altho i've never hear that song but make sure i hear his/her voices before lah. people who are blind can regconize &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;voices&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; better, isn't? want people to listen to me because i'm not always wrong, i have my clever times too okay? i wanted to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;faint&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; too, dont ask why, i just want to know how it feels like when one faint. be famous, everyone knows me but i might not know them. HAHA. have all the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;accessories&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; that i like, be a DJ, have a mature voice, everytime i call the radio station, the DJ would ask how old am i because of my voice. -__- there's nothing wrong with my voice okay, i love my voice. be a detective, lawyer since i always talk back with almost everyone and i think talking back makes a good &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;lawyer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. have a stable income. i want a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;jeans bag&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; too, i saw one the other day it's so nice but i couldn't find it on the internet. :( design my own accessories, have "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;9d&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;" as my own brand. everyone would want to be like me, envy me, it's time that people is jealous of me instead of the other way round. i want to be so &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;sexy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; that i can 杀死 all the males. have a gun, pistol i don't want those long hunter ugly guns. short ones are cooler. have my own &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hair stylist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; so i can have good looking hair style that suits me of course. have the&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; plant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, that plant that i saw below happi's tuition place but i don't know what's the plant name. boohoo. i just want it! go to gym everyday so i can get rid of all my fats. have ** 172 as my license plate. own a&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; rabbit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and a playful but not as playful as gucci kind of dog but i still like gucci tho i don't even play with her. write a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;diary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, at least 1. i've always write for a few days and threw the whole book away when i was younger. be more decisive. have a cactus plantation, i have no idea whhy but i think cactus are cool. the boyfriend gave me my very first cactus that looks exactly the same now as the first time i got it which is 2 years ago. get to play &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;piano &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;very smoothly, read notes faster, i dont actually read the notes but i was scolded by my teacher and so i have no choice but to learn to read the notes now. i want to dance too, i want to learn ballroom dancing, sexy dances and etc. i want to be a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;model &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;too. *walk walk walk pose wave~* haha. day dreaming. have an orphanage. learn to bake, i love baking. baking for my love ones.. i wanna go &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;disco&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; tho i know im not that kind of dancing people but i love places that's very 热闹. have a very romantic wedding. i want someone who can listen to me talking when i feel like talking. i want to cry. i want to have great pictures of me, myself! cuz i don't really looks nice in pictures, even in real life. :( i love eye &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;make up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, my eyes hurt whenever i put on the double eyelid stickers, that's why i don look good on eye make up cuz i don have double eye lids! not fair. i like drawing too but i cant really draw a decent pic of anything. *frown* i wan to pierce my ears again, i want more holds. it's gonna be so cool but for sure it'll hurt. i want to get a tattoo too which hurts much more than having my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ear pierce&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. so mission cancelled for the tattoo, my dad allows me to have my ears pierce, then i'll be having 3 holes in 1 ear and 1 on the other. so cool, isn't? i want to have my own room, my own big room. i don want to have pimple! i want to go clubbing. i wan to have &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;脚踝&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. i want to have bigger eyes, mine is small compare to people with big eyes but big compare to people with small eyes. i want to have &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;tarot cards&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. i want to go 算命, i want people to tell me what kind of people i am because i want to know what they think of me plus im not very sure what kind of people i am either. i wan to have a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;picnic &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;at the green green field, flying kites, starring at the clouds, feel the wind blows.. i want to have a good parents in-law, tvs are always showing evil parents in-law especially mother in-law.. i want to laugh so happily. i wan to climb trees. i want to have my own tree house. i want to own a horse too. i want to dye my hair, my parent dont allow me to dye. :( have a medical check up. i dont want to have air sick. i want to go to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;虎豹别墅,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; singapore again. i want to go to thailand, manila, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;kl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and bali island. things are cheap in these countries. i want to have lots of friends. i want to learn "deep"/pro english vocabulary. i want to have great smiles. i want to sew. i like miniature stuffs, i want a mini jackpot machine thingy, mini &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;挟娃娃机器&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; which is to 挟糖果 instead of 娃娃 and etc. i want to know whether santa clause really exist. i want to know whether i'll be going to hell or &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;heaven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; when i die, or they don't even exist either? i wan to go to brunei museum, i love going there, it's somehow scary in there in the brunei tradition kind of room, i love 刺激, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;surprises&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. i want to see ghosts. i want to spend my money without worrying how much i have left. i want to know my favourite &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;colour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; because i don't have a particular one. i want to play squash and badminton. if i get to choose how i'd like to die, i want a method that can make me die without feeling any pain. i want to have new bras and panties, my bras are out of shape and some of my panties are loose. i want to have a ds/psp tho i don't really play with them a lot maybe it's because i dont have one! i want to see shooting stars. i want my parents to be proud of me. i want to wear &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;小佯装&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; , DIY something, ride on a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;roller coaster&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, bake &amp;amp; eat &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;fruit tarts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, learn to swim, have long eye lashes, use &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;masscara,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; do not have air sick, have soft hair, see and fell snow, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;skinny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; waist, arms, legs and everything, i want to have smaller feet, mine is huge! i want to watch late night movies, have skin like snow white, read a good book, have an &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;attic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; in my future house, coloured lens spectacles, i want to&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; easily, i want people to tell me they love me tru a hand written love letter, i want to receive flowers everyday, long finger nails, flawless complexion, go to a circus. i want to watch &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;shutter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, the scary thai ghost movie. i want to learn roller blading too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14744322-4196848690407545642?l=judy172.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://judy172.blogspot.com/feeds/4196848690407545642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://judy172.blogspot.com/2008/11/thank-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/4196848690407545642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/4196848690407545642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judy172.blogspot.com/2008/11/thank-you.html' title='thank you.'/><author><name>judy172</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10185527882436962981</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-14744322.post-8557056874716011432</id><published>2008-11-03T09:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T09:16:30.631+08:00</updated><title type='text'>why cat loves yarn?</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;update on &lt;s&gt;stupids&lt;/s&gt; mo: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;new name for the maid as stupids sounds vulgar. one of them went back last night and there's one more left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i've made a mistake on what mo did. i said that she did something with my brush right? but i think it was a mistake after all. i stop using the brush and notice that it was dry, and then i started using it again and realise why the brush is wet when ever i was inspecting it, it's because it close with a cover and therefore the the water couldn't evaporate or something like that. that's why it's wet and i tot it's mo who's using it. sorry, my bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the soap incident is still a mystery. i've been coughing like a mad person these days and mo made a cup of medicine made from leaves for me, i feel so uncomfortable. why is she treating me so good all of the sudden?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a new temporary maid is coming today. mother will continue "using" her if she's good. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14744322-8557056874716011432?l=judy172.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://judy172.blogspot.com/feeds/8557056874716011432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://judy172.blogspot.com/2008/11/why-cat-loves-yarn.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/8557056874716011432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/8557056874716011432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judy172.blogspot.com/2008/11/why-cat-loves-yarn.html' title='why cat loves yarn?'/><author><name>judy172</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10185527882436962981</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-14744322.post-8140318411616591715</id><published>2008-10-29T17:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T18:17:29.495+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stupids must die.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What Your Cute Monster Says About You&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/thecutemonstertest/monster-4.png" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You are a very natural, real person. You're comfortable with who you are - and your spirit truly shines through.&lt;br /&gt;You are free of inhibitions and hang ups. Because of this freedom, you tend to be very creative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your inner demon is greed. You can't help but lust after wealth and shiny objects.&lt;br /&gt;People think you're cute because you are so lively. Your natural glow makes you charming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%3Ca"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;REPLIES&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;spongehead:&lt;/strong&gt; that's the point! isn't it cool? =P &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;susan: &lt;/strong&gt;sure or not?! but my questions are quite easy i think, i should have make a harder one. tag your answers and see whether is correct or wrong lah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;koyu:&lt;/strong&gt; half correct. it's mango not corn. there's a corn ice cream? doesn't it taste weird? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;*wave hello* i wasn't in the mood to blog but i have nothing else to do. life is bored at this very moment. i feel like doing something productive but my mind is blank, i have nothing in mind except for that superb movie that i'm currently watching. it's 黄金路 the golden path, very exciting i must say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i've been doing lots of quizes these days. the monster above is cute, obviously it's called cute monster that's why is cute and it says a lil about me. from most of my quizes, i find them saying that i'm creative. am i creative? i never knew im creative leh.. i'm not a fake person! wahaha~ i'm very natural. =P &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i wasn't being a nice daughter yesterday. i ran away from &lt;s&gt;home&lt;/s&gt; office, i wanted to run away from home actually but it wasn't a really good idea because the stupids(maids) can see me leaving and my house is not near to any place so.. plan B came, which is too go down from the car when my mother is driving but i don't have the guts to do it and i might even get hurt if im running too fast without noticing any cars coming and that's why i run away from the office instead, when my mother went to the washroom. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;when i left the office, i felt rather happy and exciting but yet i don't know where to go. i just simply walk around and arrived at the food court that's located at the gadong properties. i did nothing there, just sat down there for the whole morning, weeping and nothing else. i noticed that the business at the food court is quite good. there's loads of people eating there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i run away because i hate the stupids(maids) and was a little angry at my mother who wasn't supporting me but instead she scolded me because i keep on complaining about the stupids. i always thought that she'd stand out for me and kill the maids but i think she rather keep the maid than me, the useless who does nothing useful at all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;you know what the stupids do? they somehow turn my green soap white using.. i don't know either. my dad has the same soap but his soap are perfectly green in colour but mine? stupid! i have a scrub/brush thingy and it's wet even when i'm not using for sure they use it to wash the toilet. i only told my mother about the soap incident lah.. but still she's didn't kill the stupids, she just talk to me but what's the use?! urg.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i now have to keep my soap in another container and brings it to the washroom only when i'm bathing. i'm not using the scrub/brush thingy anymore. for goodness sake, i don't even know what i did make the stupids did all these to me, at least have a reason right? even if they have i don't wanna talk to them either. they're so obnoxious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i haven't talked to them for a week plus apart from when one of them is asking me which fruits i want, other then that.. *zip* one of the maids is going back and never gonna come back again this sunday but why the heck she leave the evil sister here? bring her along wa.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they even critisize the clothes that i wear doesn't match. waleh~ (izan's style of walao) they thought they're fashion designer or whatever heck that i don't even want to know meh? the way they speak so 嚣张 and confident. critisize me can, but look at yourself first before you critisize me okay? it's not like you dress very nice lah. once a stupid, always a stupid. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i want my mother to bomb them but for sure the stupids will treat me worst, i told my mother to fire both of them but she says "who's gonna do the house work? you ah? you don go aus, stay here work lah, you can meh? so late wake up and etc." new maids ma. but she says some maids very macam one. true also lah, so all i can do now is sabar and ignore them. see no "evil", hear no "evil", speaks no "evil". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i still don't know whats the point of me running away. it's no like i can kill the stupids or anything.. stupid lah. after running away for sometimes, my phone keep on ringing. yup, my family can't live without me. wahaha~ as if! i think they're just worried. i was thinking of not going home for days but where can i stay? mother came and picked me up in the afternoon and continues nagging a bit and everything ends just like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;stupids should die! why the heck am i blogging about them? it's not even worth wasting my precious post blogging about stupids. wasting my post nia.. anyway, i've a new curtain in my living room and the dining room. they look a lot better than the old one which we've used for years and is already tear apart. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;the answer for the previous post is.. *drumroll* : &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;ICE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;CREAM. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;just to be exact, it's mango and yam ice cream. congrats to huizhen, koyu and pinjia who gave the correct answer but no prizes also. thank you for trying. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;judy still hates the maids aka stupids. goodbye!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14744322-8140318411616591715?l=judy172.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://judy172.blogspot.com/feeds/8140318411616591715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://judy172.blogspot.com/2008/10/stupids-must-die.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/8140318411616591715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/8140318411616591715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judy172.blogspot.com/2008/10/stupids-must-die.html' title='stupids must die.'/><author><name>judy172</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10185527882436962981</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-14744322.post-3126707333163128423</id><published>2008-10-27T16:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T16:16:29.217+08:00</updated><title type='text'>don't make me change my mind.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;REPLIES&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;pinjia: &lt;/strong&gt;cuz you have class ma. haha. malfunctioned lagi. okie dokie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;susan: &lt;/strong&gt;haha. normal hor? cuz you feel the same too? you're abnormal too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ern: &lt;/strong&gt;well, sometimes i feel heavy too. in fact, different incident different feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;jasmine: &lt;/strong&gt;yup karen's bf. haha. just kidding. i bet she's gonna kill me if she reads this. yea, having fun for a short while only tho. i wanna watch accuracy of death too. why didn't she invite me to watch that movie? =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yiisian: &lt;/strong&gt;i am happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;koyu: &lt;/strong&gt;the movie is out already. i saw them, face to face.. well not exactly face to face la, i don't know if they saw me or not. haha. they're at the mall cineplex. pictures are shown below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;grace: &lt;/strong&gt;haha. i'm always safe lah. er.. karen's bf ah? no comment. LOL. thank you for forgiving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=171020083586.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/171020083586.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello. as i said in the previous post i went to watch wuchun &amp;amp; ah sa, i know it's quite out date already and whatever. as long as im happy with what im doing. what the heck am i saying again?! picture above is the useless entrance tickets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=161020083584.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/161020083584.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=161020083583.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/161020083583.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this picture is quiet okay except for the blurness and the indian behind! walao~ so hard to get their pictures lah but i know you guys know how they look already so i think my pictures are quiet useless lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my very first time seeing a hong kong artist!! so cool. she's "okay" pretty in real life, very purple-ish. wu chun is as usual, small face with muscular body, all i can say is the head doesn't fits the body lor. johnny bravo meh? haha. no offence. for all wu chun fans, don kill me. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=231020083612.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/231020083612.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the "neoprint" picture i took at miri. it's different from neoprint we used to have in brunei last time, this is work using a digital camera. my very first "neoprint" picture taken with my sisters. i know very sakai wa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when we're taking the picture, happi wasn't tall enough so she needs a stool. then we get to choose which frames we wants so the man can key it in. if the picture we took is ugly we can only delete it for once. so it's either 确定(OK) or 删除(delete). i delete all the pictures taken at the first time and re-take it again and my sisters are both so fed up of me doing it and they straight away press 确定once im not noticing. overall, the pictures are okay and it's a sticker picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only RM14 for 16 frames, less than RM1. who wanna go take it with me? let's all go miri one day for shopping and do the neoprint thingy again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mother won 100 dollar from BBB and she treat us something yummy the day after. well, actually she's always the one who pay for the food we eat if dad's not with us so it makes no difference except for the yummy food we had. we had our yummy buffet at sheraton.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=251020083618.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/251020083618.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mummy's plate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=251020083620.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/251020083620.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my first plate, salad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tried a little bit of this and that except for those normal food (noodle soup &amp;amp; stir fried bean sprout. can you believe it they had stir fried bean sprout on such an okay high class hotel??). my salad was an artificial salad actually. have you ever seen ham on a salad? no right? that's my style of eating. but of course i din dip the ham with the sauce lah, that would taste weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=251020083621.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/251020083621.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay looking yet yummy taste veggie soup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this soup is really good. for those who doesn't eat veggies should try this! i think the blend all the veggies together?! not sure but taste really good. i don't know how to describe the taste it's just good. *thumbs up* i can have another bowl of this now, if there's anyone who's kind enough to buy me one? jk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=251020083622.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/251020083622.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;part I of my main course. there's baked scallop with cheese on a shell, brocolli, potato wedges and fish with mango sauce. i never knew that scallop was born(?) in a shell until i saw it there. taste not bad. i've tried scallop with mango but i've never tried fish with mango sauce, taste okay.. i'm really bad at describing, i know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=251020083623.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/251020083623.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;part II of my main course. more brocollis, baked bolognaise pasta &amp;amp; chicken with orange sauce. the chicken taste something like lemon chicken but different, i guess this is what we called same same but different. HAHA. pasta okay lor. more brocolli becuase it's healthy. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=251020083626.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/251020083626.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess what's this.&lt;br /&gt;answer will be reveal on the next post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think it's very obvious already but.. have fun trying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=251020083629.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/251020083629.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cakes &amp;amp; fruits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=251020083630.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/251020083630.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more cakes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the 3 chocolate-y cakes are super yummy! how can i forget the name? urg.. should have remember it and i have make the same cake for my birthday but i want a bigger one! yum yum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i spent my whole morning at the dentist just now. around 45 mins for registration and 1+ hour for queue-ing until it's my turn. walao~ they work really slow man. this kind of worker also got people want to hire. -___-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've waiting for apporoximately 2 hours right? the dentist had a look at my teeth, x ray to have a better look of what is wrong and explain to me why i don't need to remove them. I DON'T NEED TO REMOVE MY WISDOM TEETH AFTER WAITING FOR 2 HOURS. my god! the dentist says its not necessary to remove it if its not pain, pain as in severe pain. she gave me some pain killer and that's it. my teeth are okay she said. wahaha~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but all i pay is $3 for registration, FOC for the medicine, x-ray and check up. cheap lah i know but very slow still. i can remove it only when i hav severe pain. sigh. moral of the day, don't kepo tell dentist you want to pluck your teeth if it's not affecting you much. it's just a waste of time, especially if you're going to the government clinic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=448025422_074e1afcc6.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 339px; HEIGHT: 330px" height="117" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/448025422_074e1afcc6.jpg" width="176" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i eat because i'm hungry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one of the evil maids are going back because her dad wants her back, don't know whether she's coming back or not. haha. good lor if no come back. but she forgets to bring the evil sister back with her. boohoo~ i prefer her than her evil sister. sien one lah them. mother is planning to hire a new maid if the old maid is not coming back. &lt;em&gt;E V I L M A I D~  (8)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14744322-3126707333163128423?l=judy172.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://judy172.blogspot.com/feeds/3126707333163128423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://judy172.blogspot.com/2008/10/dont-make-me-change-my-mind.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/3126707333163128423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/3126707333163128423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judy172.blogspot.com/2008/10/dont-make-me-change-my-mind.html' title='don&apos;t make me change my mind.'/><author><name>judy172</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10185527882436962981</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-14744322.post-4518365900988040462</id><published>2008-10-21T09:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T09:57:05.701+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gotta be cold blooded.</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i haven't been blogging for days due to the lousy Internet connection. I'm blogging here now at the office in case you guys miss me. wahaha~ but seems like only Koyu and Sen Ern miss me nia. sigh. no picture today because i forget to bring my pen drive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wasn't doing much these days except for the day when i went to watch Wu Chun &amp;amp; Ah Sa, Miri and date with Karen, Alex and Damien(psst~ Karen's bf!!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pictures of wu chun and ah sa that i took was blur, i'll post them up next time. i saw the news of them in Brunei, feel so cool i don't know why and i feel so super happy to see the both of them although I'm not a fan of them, i couldn't imagine how i would react if i saw Vanness..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the trip to Miri with my family last Saturday was a wee different from the previous one. why? because we (me and me sisters) spent more than 1 hour taking pics at the "neo print" shop while my parents do some shopping. i saw Lynn and Angeleen too, the world is really small man! the main purpose of this trip was to fix Happi's spec since its damn cheap there we bought another pair for her instead, i got myself a coloured contact lens too. it's amethyst, i wanted to go for green but i don't know why i get the amethyst one. i changed for 2/3 times actually. ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out with karen and her's bfs yesterday to watch twilight samurai. it's an okay movie, i think. i have no comment actually, at least i understand the whole movie. had jolibee before the movie and ate at au lait after the movie. i saw dj izan at au lait, all alone so lonely. she's just sitting right in front of me!! thank god i didn't faint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll be making an appointment with the dentist sometime this week, i hope, to pluck my wisdom teeth. i have 3 of them. triple smart! it doesnt hurt me or affect me at all but i just feel like removing them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wasn't really happy these few days due to some reason. the boyfriend called last night. boyfriend, the happiness last for less than 24 hours which means it didn't really help. instant happiness.. i hate maids! i know i'm never bother to do the house work as i always think that i would have a maid at home but i'm gonna change that lousy idea of mine from now on. i hate them even if i really have to have a maid, i'd rather hire a part time maid than a full time one. not gonna tell why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think im a lousy friend. i forget the is was grace birthday and didn't even greet her by msg-ing her or anything and so.. happy birthday grace and since i remember that it's grace's bday i would remember that its pinjia's birthday 2 days later. happy birthday pinjia too. may all the wishes that you both wishes come true. hugs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually i don't know whether i'm feeling sad or what.. i just feel so empty, so light that i think i can float in the air but of course, i couldn't. it's like im a living judy with nothing inside. the heart is empty, the brain is empty. doesn't really feel like talking, i actually enjoy being quiet, listening to nothing but people talking but i don't really hear what they're talking about. it's just so.. i don't know. i wonder if you guys have ever feel the same way as me.. or maybe you guys don't even understand what im feeling. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i admire those who can express their feelings, in lyrics, poem.. the words they use are so beautiful. tho sometimes you think you understand what's it about but actually you don't and vice versa. sometimes we assume that things are so complicated but actually it isn't.. WHAT THE HECK AM I SAYING AGAIN? my god! wake up!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love always,&lt;br /&gt;JuDY&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14744322-4518365900988040462?l=judy172.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://judy172.blogspot.com/feeds/4518365900988040462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://judy172.blogspot.com/2008/10/gotta-be-cold-blooded.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/4518365900988040462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/4518365900988040462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judy172.blogspot.com/2008/10/gotta-be-cold-blooded.html' title='gotta be cold blooded.'/><author><name>judy172</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10185527882436962981</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-14744322.post-4700395694111847715</id><published>2008-10-14T11:09:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T11:13:23.577+08:00</updated><title type='text'>people love me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SPP68l12o9I/AAAAAAAAAQk/lyTevv7ssnM/s1600-h/i_love_your_blog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256821108928586706" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SPP68l12o9I/AAAAAAAAAQk/lyTevv7ssnM/s320/i_love_your_blog.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1. If you’ve been tagged, you can put the logo on your blog.&lt;br /&gt;2. Link the person from whom you received the award.&lt;br /&gt;3. Nominate at least 7 other blogs.&lt;br /&gt;4. Put links to those blogs on yours.&lt;br /&gt;5. Leave a message on the blogs you’ve nominated.&lt;br /&gt;Hope that the award will not stop until here.There are so many blog I love I do not know where to begin. Anyway I would like to nominate:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i. &lt;a href="http://www.winnie13.blogspot.com/"&gt;winnie&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ii. &lt;a href="http://www.forgotten-overture.blogspot.com/"&gt;karen&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iii. &lt;a href="http://www.pjia.blogspot.com/"&gt;pinjia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iv. &lt;a href="http://grace-alongtheroad.blogspot.com/"&gt;grace&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;v. &lt;a href="http://susan-myheart.blogspot.com/"&gt;susan&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vi.&lt;a href="http://uniquelyjane.wordpress.com/"&gt; jane&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vii. &lt;a href="http://followtheunicorn.blogspot.com/"&gt;crystal&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess what? i really know my mother, she tells my dad about everything and.. luckily my dad is a better "lecturer" than my mother. my dad talks slowly 心平气和-ly and i actually feel much better but still i have to keep quiet when he's "lecturing" or else he'll say stuff like my mother. i only answer what my mother asks and that's all, otherwise if i talk too much or anything.. who knows what will happen again. everything is okay now i guess. so let's end everything now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-end of "lecturing" issue-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;REPLIES &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ern: &lt;/strong&gt;16 can piak liao meh? i tot 18. haha. if she reads this, me sure die one and they wont shut up just to hear me talk. to them children are suppose to listen to parents not terbalik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;grace: &lt;/strong&gt;she always say the same thing when she's angry and i don't know why im still not used to it. i only tell her the good things i did when i thought we're friends. if i didnt tell for sure she wont realise one. 100% sure. with or without me in the family makes no difference only more $$ to spend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;pinjia: &lt;/strong&gt;haha. i like to say you force me ma, cannot meh? i diam diam when they lecture leh, but cannot tahan so i say a wee bit only to prove that im right but no use, she still keep nagging and say im useless..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yiisian: &lt;/strong&gt;love you. yes, 18 already. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;leemeng: &lt;/strong&gt;ya lor. so unfair right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;winnie: &lt;/strong&gt;your invisible hug don really help lor. i want visible one. nag to gao qi fen? funny lor you. but she's so serious, impossible la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;jasmine: &lt;/strong&gt;sad sad sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;karen: &lt;/strong&gt;thank you. okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;chiayuin: &lt;/strong&gt;ya lor. its not like i always go out right? plus more cham is i cant even overnight at friend's place. thank god i got a memorable first and last sleepover at karen's that time. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;spongehead: &lt;/strong&gt;yea lor. hai~ =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;JuDY &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14744322-4700395694111847715?l=judy172.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://judy172.blogspot.com/feeds/4700395694111847715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://judy172.blogspot.com/2008/10/people-love-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/4700395694111847715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/4700395694111847715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judy172.blogspot.com/2008/10/people-love-me.html' title='people love me.'/><author><name>judy172</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10185527882436962981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SPP68l12o9I/AAAAAAAAAQk/lyTevv7ssnM/s72-c/i_love_your_blog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14744322.post-7360054356531345262</id><published>2008-10-11T18:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T19:20:56.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what do you want?</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;urg.. kena lecture by the mother again. i feel so 不服气 because almost everything that she said i think is not true. how does this happen, you might ask. i heard the maids talking bad about almost everyone of us in the family and so me and my sister kepo go tell my mother lor. i'm the kepo who started this topic first actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the maids are really obnoxious (pro word yea? i know. in case you dono, i means hateful ;)) they keep on talking about us once my parents are not around and they purposely say it near us children (except dajie) so that we can hear it. but i don't know why they wants us to hear them talk bad about my parents or sometimes about us children but they didn't bother if we're around and continue complaining. happi's so called nanny treat her not in a very nice way too sometimes, but other than the sometimes they're okay which is when the parents are around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so the kepo me told my mother that i thought we've became closer and almost like friends but i was wrong!! RAWR~ yesterday i was teaching that happi pelajaran am and she dont even understand almost every word in the book and so i told her to translate it into either chinese or english to make sure that she knows every word's meaning and so she can learn easily. but stupid her is so angry when i was teaching because she was really paying attention to me. the word tumbuhan is just right in front of her and she keep on telling me that it's pokok and many more mistakes. and so i have to teach her in a loud way and thus she cries because i was talking too loud. what the heck. and when i told her to read it out but she wasn't reading out and she told me that she's reading it in her heart. and she keep saying "im me not you" when she doesnt wan to do things your way. mother was very angry because happi cries whenever i teach her but was this my fault? happi's the one making me so fed up. the mother doesn't even know and keep on saying me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to the maid thingy, mother gets angry, i think, when she heard about the maid thing and told us ESPECIALLY ME  to treat happi better since the lousy maid is treating her badly and if i treat her that bad too happi would be very kelian. but i treat her bad only when she's making me angry, other than that we're good. we even share our little secrets that the mother or others doesnt even know and this is wat she called treat her badly?! i think i treat her nice enough compare to how my sister use to treat me, i even let her read my msn and stuff stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and once my mother is angry she can repeat all the wrong/bad stuffs that happen in the past, hello?! it happen in the past. she always says that what's in the past is in the past don't say it again but when she's angry she forgets what she've said. i also hate it when she says " 你想一下你为这个家做了什么" . i did almost everything myself like she did. i fold my own blanket, prepare my own rice, and even cooks instant noodle myself when im hungry and etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she always exclaimed that i'm useless and etc. if im useless i wont massage your arms when you say it hurts. im the only one who can hear you when you say your arm hurts, i can actually pretend i didnt hear you you know? but i was being such a useless girl massaging you but i bet you just think it's just a useless massage then just worsen the pain right? stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i sometimes makes tea or whatever when others wants it, i even help to prepare other's rice too. but i bet she sees nothing. all she remembers is that im a useless kid. and says that i always shut the car door very loudly especially when she wants me to bring happi down from the tuition as if i　不甘愿　like that. i didnt even know that i slam the door so hardly until you guys told me. im used to it already ma. stupid one always 　误会我。even when i bring happi to school also very unhappy, that's before the holiday, when this holiday started i was okay already wa.. only you din notice nia..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she always says tat i always want good food, buy this but that and go here go there. what i mean by good food is food that i like, eg. chicken rice but she's the one who says the place is too hot and doesnt want there. and i know i keep on saying i want to buy this and that. I'M JUST SAYING WA..  but i didnt buy many stuff lah. got meh? if got you tell me la.. the last thing i wanted you to buy me was the white gold anklet nia and it was last year. it's not like i always change my phone or want to buy clothes every month. i only buy clothes before CNY and if that's counted many, i dont buy lor.. go here go there more cham lagi. the place i usually hang out with my friends is the mall which i usually walk there, you drop me there only when you 顺路. compare me with other of my friends, i go out 1000x less than my friends. they can go out 7 days a week but when i go out only 3 days you started saying me.. sometimes i even say i cant go to the outing so that you wont say me but seems like i too kepo lor.. go out or no go out you also say me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's just so stupid lah.. if im really that useless kill me then. i regret telling you so much. and maybe i've did a lil too much when we're talking but that's the way you always talk to me ma. you also don feel good when i talk to you like that then why you wan to talk to me that way? kill me so that no one will annoy you. or maybe you've thought of killing me but kill people need to go jail so mayb i should kill me myself?! feel so stupid that i wanted to die because of this. but i just cant stand it. i always thought that i was a okay girl but to you im the opposite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she also says that im very selfish about i forget what is it. i just hate my life that's all. and i dont even know why i feel so heartbroken. everything is just so stupid. and she always aspect me to not be angry when she's "lecturing". haha. who wont be angry/sad/unhappy when they've been scolded? she always want me to say "oh, i know i wrong already.." stuff like that. hahah. feel so stupid lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank god she doesnt use the pc/internet, if she reads this for sure there'll be another "lecture" coming. i'm purple. (angry = red, sad = blue. red + blue = purple) it's so stupid!! she'll go tell my dad about this and dad will be lecturing me and argh!!! how i wish i could die and wont encounter all these lousy stuff. ya la ya la.. im useless, lazy, stupid la.. happy?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14744322-7360054356531345262?l=judy172.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://judy172.blogspot.com/feeds/7360054356531345262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://judy172.blogspot.com/2008/10/what-do-you-want.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/7360054356531345262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/7360054356531345262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judy172.blogspot.com/2008/10/what-do-you-want.html' title='what do you want?'/><author><name>judy172</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10185527882436962981</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-14744322.post-7909484020635055661</id><published>2008-10-10T21:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T21:33:29.347+08:00</updated><title type='text'>whatever.com</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;PICTURES TAKEN AT THE EMPIRE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=019.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beautiful sunset.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=017.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cacat love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=026.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jia, judy, lynn and winnie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=049.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/049.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;judy in the front and winnie at the back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=052.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/052.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;us again. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=078.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/078.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/079.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with me pretty shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=093.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/093.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;judy and jia with no face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=100.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/100.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG what are they doing?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=101.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/101.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was force to kiss her. WAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=060.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/060.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=061.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/061.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;picture picture and more picture!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=062.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/062.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RAWR~ don't mess with me. i bite!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=065.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/065.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=066.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/066.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;PICTURES OF THE Js. &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=2402.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/2402.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jia &amp;amp; jane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=250.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/250.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;triple Js.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=2462.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/2462.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=2472.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/2472.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=2622.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/2622.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;taking pictures with our friendship ring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=2642.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/2642.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=2712.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/2712.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanna fight? box box box.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lots of love,&lt;br /&gt;JuDY.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14744322-7909484020635055661?l=judy172.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://judy172.blogspot.com/feeds/7909484020635055661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://judy172.blogspot.com/2008/10/whatevercom.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/7909484020635055661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/7909484020635055661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judy172.blogspot.com/2008/10/whatevercom.html' title='whatever.com'/><author><name>judy172</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10185527882436962981</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-14744322.post-7624989968533123095</id><published>2008-10-08T00:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T18:02:33.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you're old!</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=03102008474-001.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/03102008474-001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;HAPPY 18th BIRTHDAY BOYFRIEND!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;it's pink!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i'm sorry i couldn't celebrate your birthday with you on the actual day since we're so far apart from each other. sorry i didn't make the day special enough because it's just like a normal date, and there's a teeny bit different if you remember. *wink* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;since you're finally 18 now, drive me once you get your driving license but i think i'll get mine first before you get yours since you'll be stuck in KL until dec, maybe we can have our lessons together? but i bet not because i'm going to be so pro that i can finish the whole lesson in just an hour and you might need a lot more time to learn.. how i wish i could be smarter than you sometimes. this way i can teach you instead of you teaching me always. i remember i used to ring you up to ask you questions regarding exam stuff and guess what you always say? "no need to know that just memorise what's written on the book/paper" -___- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;oh, and it's so weird. we've been studying in the same school for more than 10 years but we get to meet each other only until F3, when we're in the same class. weird right? i don't even know who the heck is thian yii sian before i met you. no offence. XD &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i remember before we're together, i know you as a very fierce person. i remember when we're in holiday lodge's swimming pool, i just wanted to splash you some water like what other people are doing to other people but you look so angry, REALLY ANGRY and splash me more water. i was really scared that time lor. but once i get to know you more, you're a better person than what i thought you were. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we've encounter loads of sadness and happiness and yada yada yada. let's skip the sadness part and move on to the part where we share our laughters. i remember you telling those super lame jokes.. 小白+ 小白= 什么？小白兔(2), it's really lame and you always have loads of those jokes but now you've less or you've stop being so lame? where's your jokes? i want your jokes back!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you're always there for me whenever i need you. you even stirred hot milo with your fingers (tho its a bit unhygenic) because i need it. listen me complaining when i'm angry/sad, buy me food when i'm hungry and etc. i know you're starting to feel proud reading this but don't be proud because this is what a boyfriend should do. HAHA. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you might get angry too when i'm stubborn, and keep telling me those 道理 when i don't even feel like listening.. haha. *fast forward* you always have surprises for me, not much tho but i love them all. eg. coming to my house when im still sleeping just to pass me presents on my birthday, the candle thingy on our 1 month anniversary and etc but sadly i didn't give you much surprise. disappointed right? i'll try to give you a surprise when i want to. blehz. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you're 18 now means you're 18 and is legal to "do anything" without getting caught but don't you dare to do it or else.. i don't know either. last but not least, happy birthday and i love you and i always will. muahz. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;happy birthday to you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;you're born in the zoo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;you look like a monkey&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and smell like one too.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ps: this is what you always wanted right? hope you like it. hugs. did you finish all the cupcakes or they all end up being in the dustbin?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14744322-7624989968533123095?l=judy172.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://judy172.blogspot.com/feeds/7624989968533123095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://judy172.blogspot.com/2008/10/youre-old.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/7624989968533123095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/7624989968533123095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judy172.blogspot.com/2008/10/youre-old.html' title='you&apos;re old!'/><author><name>judy172</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10185527882436962981</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-14744322.post-5019980576340618475</id><published>2008-10-05T18:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T18:06:14.345+08:00</updated><title type='text'>watched &amp; learnt.</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if we're in a movie&lt;br /&gt;you'll be the right guy&lt;br /&gt;and i'll be the best friend&lt;br /&gt;that you fall in love with..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=300920083419.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/300920083419.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm the king of the.. milk empire!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's all the milk i have in my cabinet at home. it's a lot right? yup, and i took them of the the plastic so that when i want to drink i can just take and drink, i dont have to waste my precious time taking off the plastic. smart me. and i'm the one who arrange all the milks that way, there also vitasoy btw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, don't know buy milk, ice cream, chocolate and everything that is made in china! it's so dangerous man, the milk made in china cause children to have lumps 肿瘤 in their kidney. so kelian man. moreover it's things that we people eat, don't they have any health department or anything that check the product before it is being release in the public?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=031020083500.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/031020083500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pk, ys, ping and jia at the kiddy section in cheezbox. we're being ask to get out of that place by a waiter. haha. we're almost 18 and yet we're so childish. well, pk is already 18 but doesnt matter because he's there playing with us, under 18 kids. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=kl.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/kl.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's a CLEAR men, activsport that gives you a refreshing clean feel that lasts long. (haha. i copy that line from the shampoo). first of all lets make it clear, i didn't buy that man-ly shmpoo, my dad did but its doesn't suits him so he passed it to me. it's okay for me and it smells good too. that's not the main point anyway. the main point is this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=kl.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=041020083513.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/041020083513.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TADA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing special right? look clearly but i bet you guys still can't see what i see due to my lousy phone camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" New CLEAR Men ACTIVSPOT For all the fresh confidence you need to get up clos with the ladies! ATTENTION: Dandruff-free** confidence attracts more women. Be prepared."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i never knew that we can put those funny stuff in these products. it says be prepared, be prepared make me feels funny, it's like as if after using the shampoo you'll have enough stregth to fight in the war. haha. BE PREPARED! lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=031020083492.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/031020083492.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=250.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/250.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jia, judy &amp;amp; jane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=kl.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14744322-5019980576340618475?l=judy172.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://judy172.blogspot.com/feeds/5019980576340618475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://judy172.blogspot.com/2008/10/watched-learnt.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/5019980576340618475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/5019980576340618475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judy172.blogspot.com/2008/10/watched-learnt.html' title='watched &amp; learnt.'/><author><name>judy172</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10185527882436962981</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-14744322.post-3299133017422241521</id><published>2008-10-04T01:17:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T13:19:40.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>please don't stop me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;urg.. uploading pictures in blogger are stupid. you cant just paste the code there and type whatever you want like photobucket, it's so different man, if you want to add in captions in the picture you have to enter heck loads of time and sometimes you cant even get the correct position lagi. sigh~ i bet no one understands what im talking about again. nvm. if photobucket isnt being so slow i wont even use that stupid blogger to upload pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm here to add captions for the pictures on the previous post and maybe some other updates. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pic 1: boyfriend and i at JP.&lt;br /&gt;pic 2: jane making a wish and grace is funny here.&lt;br /&gt;pic 3: jane from KL.&lt;br /&gt;pic 4: may drew judy.&lt;br /&gt;pic 5: happi grew judy.&lt;br /&gt;pic 6: jane's lame bday cake.&lt;br /&gt;pic 7: happi's lines &amp;amp; curves project that i did.&lt;br /&gt;pic 8: mummy and mangoes.&lt;br /&gt;pic 9: judy and lynn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i seldom went out so often with my friends but last week i went out with my friends quite loads of time. let see who i went out with, i went out with..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. winnie, pjia, lynn to the empire and manggis mall.&lt;br /&gt;2. boyfriend to the mall.&lt;br /&gt;3. jane, winnie, grace, karen, jia, how, john, sharon, lynn for jane's bday at swensen's.&lt;br /&gt;4. pk, boyfriend and kee to JP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe. oh ya.. all my "dates" happen within a week. which means i went out 4 times, 3 actually cuz i went out with the boyfriend before jane's party, but happen like only once in a century. i'm even scared to tell my parents im going out because they might say no right?? but fortunately that say yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went out with my friends again, 2 time this week! but then i'm always the first one to go home. sigh~ everyone were going to play with fireworks,watch movies and etc but i cant. so sien man. why only me cannot? URG!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I'M &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;almost&lt;/span&gt; 18 BUT YET I CANT GO HOME LATE!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;what the heck is this? it is so unfair! i just read &lt;a href="http://winnie13.blogspot.com/"&gt;winnie's &lt;/a&gt;blog and *sad* they have midnight limtehs leh. i want also. bring me next time. sigh sigh sigh! why cant every parents have the same rule eg. children are &lt;s&gt;not&lt;/s&gt; allow to go home late, so that other children from different families wont be jealous of those who gets to go out with their friends till late. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i'm too sad to blog now. goodbye. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14744322-3299133017422241521?l=judy172.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://judy172.blogspot.com/feeds/3299133017422241521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://judy172.blogspot.com/2008/10/please-dont-stop-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/3299133017422241521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/3299133017422241521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judy172.blogspot.com/2008/10/please-dont-stop-me.html' title='please don&apos;t stop me.'/><author><name>judy172</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10185527882436962981</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-14744322.post-4460827457192211246</id><published>2008-09-30T16:57:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T11:51:56.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SOHpEKtK_bI/AAAAAAAAAQc/FEaZSgRf9Qs/s1600-h/280920083361.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251734898293276082" style="FLOAT: left; 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MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SOHjKlqS9JI/AAAAAAAAAPc/lD9ye3NoV-0/s320/15-09-08_1803.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14744322-4460827457192211246?l=judy172.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://judy172.blogspot.com/feeds/4460827457192211246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://judy172.blogspot.com/2008/09/yiisian-judy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/4460827457192211246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/4460827457192211246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judy172.blogspot.com/2008/09/yiisian-judy.html' title=''/><author><name>judy172</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10185527882436962981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1k2ObQdMDE/SOHpEKtK_bI/AAAAAAAAAQc/FEaZSgRf9Qs/s72-c/280920083361.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14744322.post-8285976632109924091</id><published>2008-09-30T15:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T17:01:58.447+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i love the way you love me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hello people. I removed all the blings on my phone. my phone now looks like the normal N80, very very plain looking and I'm not very used to it yet, but that's not the main point. Guess what I do with the used blings? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;*think think think*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=290920083389.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/290920083389.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;TADA~ this is what I did. bling it on my nails.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I know I know. I'm a very recycle kind of people you might say. The blings can be reuse and yada yada yada. I'm lazy to type so just look at the pictures. AND IGNORE THE SHORT &amp;amp; WRINKLY FINGERS AND FINGERNAILS!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=290920083393.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/290920083393.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;left. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=290920083391.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/290920083391.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=290920083379.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/290920083379.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I went to the salon with mother and dajie for manicure and pedicure. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;my toe nails are pink. XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=290920083381.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/290920083381.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;mummy's. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;now you know where i get those wrinkly fingers from. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=290920083392.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/290920083392.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;wrinkly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=290920083387.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/290920083387.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&amp;amp; short. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=290920083383.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/290920083383.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Among all of the 10 nails, I like this best.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=290920083403.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/290920083403.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;told you cannot you see you liao lor.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=290920083404.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/290920083404.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;sigh.. this one also cannot see. only me. XP&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%3C/div%3E%3Cdiv%20align="&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14744322-8285976632109924091?l=judy172.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://judy172.blogspot.com/feeds/8285976632109924091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://judy172.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-love-way-you-love-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/8285976632109924091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/8285976632109924091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judy172.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-love-way-you-love-me.html' title='i love the way you love me.'/><author><name>judy172</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10185527882436962981</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-14744322.post-8080917258901967071</id><published>2008-09-22T17:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T17:24:00.787+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tell me again why i need you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what do you call a shoe that is made of banana?&lt;br /&gt;the answer is  &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SLIPPERS &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;because banana is slippery and therefore "slip"pers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;congratulation to crystal, winnie and lucky pinjia who got the correct answer. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;REPLIES &lt;/strong&gt;for those not relating to the riddle.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;susan:&lt;/strong&gt; yea.. i know. just play for fun. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;crystal:&lt;/strong&gt; you mean i have ugly looking teeth? sniff sniff.. jk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ern:&lt;/strong&gt; see pretty girls nia you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;spongehead: &lt;/strong&gt;ya, that pic of hers is very long ago one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;581: &lt;/strong&gt;i where got mean to you? ceh.. you cant even find it. say many many lagi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;jane: &lt;/strong&gt;i got say i buy you that meh? haha. jk yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;winnie: &lt;/strong&gt;is it? i have to "kek" baru can see the eye bags, means i have to "kek" myself to have tao hua? what the heck im talking about. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lots of love,&lt;br /&gt;JuDY&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14744322-8080917258901967071?l=judy172.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://judy172.blogspot.com/feeds/8080917258901967071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://judy172.blogspot.com/2008/09/tell-me-again-why-i-need-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/8080917258901967071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/8080917258901967071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judy172.blogspot.com/2008/09/tell-me-again-why-i-need-you.html' title='tell me again why i need you.'/><author><name>judy172</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10185527882436962981</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-14744322.post-5958971566107788109</id><published>2008-09-20T17:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T17:52:03.487+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm me not you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=1158490715_7f28d900b1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=ap_20080217074247284.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hello! i adore people with great smiles and eye bag. it's not easy to have great smile if you're not born with it, that's what i think. i do not have pretty smile and i seriously wish i could have one. as for eye bag, i know its easy to have but it's not easy to have good looking eye bags.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=1594781621_25f54c2954.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/1594781621_25f54c2954.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEBE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with eye bags that cant be clearly seen at this picture and great smiles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=46669260862l-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/46669260862l-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;MEI MEI &amp;amp; 鬼鬼. both of them have eye bags and 鬼鬼 has super great smiles. man~ why does she have such great smile but i don't? sigh. i really wan to have pretty smile like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i out of words to say, all i can think of is "i want eye bags and great smiles.." it'd be very boring if i keep repeating the same thing right? let's just look at the pictures and hope that i got them too. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=ap_20060319084615598.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/ap_20060319084615598.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rainie 杨丞琳.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;her songs are really nice, for example: 理想情人，庆祝，暧昧， &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;只想爱你&lt;/span&gt;，单眼皮， 不见 &amp;amp; etc. i like 只想爱你 more than other of the songs. you can see that i'm so out of words that i even jot down the songs that i like that she sings. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=2059458034_1659f7d076.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/2059458034_1659f7d076.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VANNESA HUDGENS from HSM1,2, and 3. if you notice that she is different from the other pictures above as gabriella aka vannesa is not smiling with teeth and still she's pretty. i like people that smiles as if they're saying cheese~, yes with teeth lor. can you smile showing teeth?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HSM3 will be showing next month i assume. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=597849112.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/597849112.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;王心凌. nu~ smile showing teeth. i don't know why this picture is so "heaven-ly", i think they edited it oredi. okay, totally out of words already. since my post is so boring, here's a riddle for you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;what do you call a shoe that is made of banana? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;answer will be reveal in the next post. do try and state your answer in the tagboard and why. goodluck and goodbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14744322-5958971566107788109?l=judy172.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://judy172.blogspot.com/feeds/5958971566107788109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://judy172.blogspot.com/2008/09/im-me-not-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/5958971566107788109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14744322/posts/default/5958971566107788109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judy172.blogspot.com/2008/09/im-me-not-you.html' title='i&apos;m me not you.'/><author><name>judy172</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10185527882436962981</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-14744322.post-526162828843670862</id><published>2008-09-12T17:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T17:42:39.507+08:00</updated><title type='text'>slow down.</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=030920083245.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/030920083245.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=030920083246.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/030920083246.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've notice that there's a lot of trees in brunei with leaves(?) growing on tree's stem. it's very disgusting. it's like really long hair growing on arms. does anyone know why does this happen? it doesnt tells me why when i'm studying my geography last year. mayb those who take inner geography might know. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mother's beauty-tion lady says that i look prettier than the last time we met. feel so damn happy. i can fly to the sky already but of course i didn't show my very super happy face lah, so sakai like that, i just say thank you and smile. wahahaha~ i'm pretty! cant believe it that there's someone out there who thinks im pretty. wee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=040920083258.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/040920083258.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;remember i said that i was asked to work in the office to finish all the photocopy work? yes, i've finish everything already. and when i was doing my boring work, me and happi played with the photocopy machine. the picture above is judy's and happi's hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i lost the original copy of this thingy. urg.. if you look closely you can see that my hands has loads of lines. people say that many lines = worry a lot? haha. there's nothing for me to worry actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talking of worry, dajie plucked off 30+ of white hairs from my head. 30+ of white hair from an almost 18 years old me, make me feels like old. i always think that only old people have white hairs. but i have 30+!! dajie keeps asking me what am i worrying about cuz i have so many white hairs. i don't know myself either. where the heck did my white hair come from??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i help dajie pluck hers too. like 2 monkeys picking "kutu" from each other right? haha. i feel like that too. i think dajie has less white hair than me, how can?? sigh. but now i'm white hair free. mother keeps saying stop plucking, otherwise you'll have more when we grow older but we didnt listen. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=030920083251.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/030920083251.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dajie's yummy fattening chocolate mud cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P04-09-08_232801.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/P04-09-08_232801.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's my arms not what kind of meat!! haha. i have one mole on each of my arms. one of the is original one which means i have it since young but i get the other one just appear some years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=060920083262.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/060920083262.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i drive few days ago. it happen like this. my mother when to do her nails somewhere in bandar and asked me to stay in the car because there's no parking. she asked me to sit at the driver' seat but i dono why do i have to? no reason. so what if i sit at the driver's seat, i cant even drive. that's not the main point lah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=080920083266.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/080920083266.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the step thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;i sat at the driver's seat waiting for my mother patiently and i started to move the steering, the stepping thing and the hand moving thingy. i couldn't move the hand moving thing, i know that i have to step one of the stepping thing to move that but i don't know which one. after trying all the steppin thing, i found the right one. the middle one. by stepping it we can move the hand thing.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;the small one at the right is hand break. i alwas thought that hand break are suppose to be control by the hand but no.. our feet control the hand break. i think it should call the feet break instead. the one at the very right is the petrol. the one in between is break. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=080920083268.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/080920083268.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;picture above is the hand thing. when we release the hand break, we can step on the middle on to move the hand thing but be very careful immediately move the hand thing from "P" to "D", if you stop at "R" it will reverse itself and if you stop at "D" it'll move ahead itself too but at a super snail speed, that's why we need the petrol step thingy to move faster. "P" is of course the parking thing. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i actually drove a head a lil bit only, from fun toast to the hall way that lead to the lift. less than 30cm i think but at least i get to drive right? i feel so super happy when the car is moving. haha~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=040920083255.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/040920083255.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=280820083227.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/280820083227.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baby. she's now 9 months old already. she has 4 teeth but it's very weird. babies normally has their 门牙 first but baby got her 虎牙 first. she's really cute lah, when you carry her, she'll move her hand to the place she wanted to go. haha. she'll be running around breaking everything in no time. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=310820083241.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/310820083241.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lampu-lampu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;we're the kids of the future&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;we're the kids of the future~ (8)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOE-nas brothers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i watched camp rock but frankly i prefer HSM. the songs in camp rock weren't my type, demi lovato is has a HUGE mouth and she moves very weirdly when she's singing even when she's not singing rock songs.. haha. she's just weird. joe aka shanye(?) is good. haha. i only watched half of the movie actually yada yada yada.. i prefer HSM. HSM3 will be aired very soon i hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joseph adam jonas better known as joe is 19 years old. some might say he looks as if he uses make up but.. don't care. HAHA! &lt;em&gt;when you look me in the eyes~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=burj_al_arab_0.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/burj_al_arab_0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dubai has this no.1 hotel in the world, if im not mistaken. i always hear people saying that dubai's hotel (burj al-arab) is a slanting looking hotel, everything is expensive in there, it's located in the ocean and so on. slanting hotel.. the picture above shows the hotel itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but before that i always have a picture of the hotel in my head that looks like this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=dubaihotel.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc117/judygoh/dubaihotel.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pls do not laugh. not funny okay. sl
