<?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-18102217</id><updated>2011-04-22T01:50:52.088+01:00</updated><title type='text'>^MacHead eats an aPPle A day^</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18102217/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>^yViNn3^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00587084732271119758</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>91</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18102217.post-3211906939578071886</id><published>2008-06-10T16:39:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T16:45:50.935+01:00</updated><title type='text'>I CAN ALWIZ MAKE YOU SMILE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QWWBtiDca4s/SE6gY1hxePI/AAAAAAAAAIw/IWsl-XNxU-E/s1600-h/alwayssmile.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QWWBtiDca4s/SE6gY1hxePI/AAAAAAAAAIw/IWsl-XNxU-E/s320/alwayssmile.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210278167460280562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How i wish i can do that to everyone! the act of simply pulling their mouths apart and SMILEZ.... haha... i just find this very amusing..=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18102217-3211906939578071886?l=yvinne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/feeds/3211906939578071886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18102217&amp;postID=3211906939578071886&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18102217/posts/default/3211906939578071886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18102217/posts/default/3211906939578071886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-can-alwiz-make-you-smileb.html' title='I CAN ALWIZ MAKE YOU SMILE'/><author><name>^yViNn3^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00587084732271119758</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/_QWWBtiDca4s/SE6gY1hxePI/AAAAAAAAAIw/IWsl-XNxU-E/s72-c/alwayssmile.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18102217.post-1536599706320504476</id><published>2008-05-08T23:49:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T23:58:00.242+01:00</updated><title type='text'>summer is here ...</title><content type='html'>Yes, summer is finally here... basking under the twenty degrees of sunlight is a delightful pleasure after a long long winter... flowers blossom, rainbows, girls in mini skirts and flip flops....beer gardens...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..ahh...pleasure...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..except for the tedious routine of putting sunscreen on my face  everyday before the strong rays hit my face...i have freckles over my nose and cheeks..malar distribution like SLE..=( it happens each summer.. the number of those tiny spots are increasing...arghhhI HATE YOU SUN! go away... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the white girls found it cute to have freckles...me? pls laser it off from my face if possible,..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18102217-1536599706320504476?l=yvinne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/feeds/1536599706320504476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18102217&amp;postID=1536599706320504476&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18102217/posts/default/1536599706320504476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18102217/posts/default/1536599706320504476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/2008/05/summer-is-here.html' title='summer is here ...'/><author><name>^yViNn3^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00587084732271119758</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-18102217.post-484790748267143892</id><published>2008-04-26T01:48:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T02:16:49.851+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Say... Wiiiiiiiiiiii Fit!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5oNVIcMnZh4&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5oNVIcMnZh4&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's the latest product from Nintendo...Wiiiiiii Fittttt!!!!!! so exciting.. don't u think? just nice for me.. can practise yoga, snowboarding...can play PRO EVO also !!!! can beat jaycen next time...lolzzzzzzzzzz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder is it out yet in Malaysia? Does anyone know? This will be my family investment in sports...lolz..i shall make everyone play   with me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just can't wait to go back Malaysia .....i need to go scuba diving again..Anyone interested?? I need a buddy! But a safe buddy please not like charlene who constantly wanna kill me each time we dived.... I aLMOST DIED 3 times...she knocked out my oxygen regulator and swam away...she was too worried with the one million sea urchins below that would fly up and gonna attack her...on the other hand,  i was drowning behind her and *blup blup blup*.....sinking .....tot i am dying..probably eaten by  a tuna..(which charlene tot it was a baby shark at first where she alerted me and scared me to death"...)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, back to my almost death experience- oxygen regulator kena knocked out 20 m under the sea-...i managed to retrieve  my regulator and caught up with Charlene not too long after........AND she just turned to me and waved with a smile * without knowing i was out of air a minute ago* .... charlene charlene...such an adorable woman..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another occassion, my bubbly sister decided to join me for a session under the sea which almost made our mum fainted . Guess what? she just clung to me like a koala bear coz she was too scared to let go.. I almost drown again coz i need to hold her and support the extra weight... after that, she told ppl that she can scuba dive... lolz....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone who doesn't have a potential to kill his/her buddy and doesn't CLING to me like a koala bear...PLease feel free to contact me for an outing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW any suggestion where to go?? anyone up for night diving.. it would be great.... drop me a message =)&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then...tra luv&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18102217-484790748267143892?l=yvinne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/feeds/484790748267143892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18102217&amp;postID=484790748267143892&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18102217/posts/default/484790748267143892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18102217/posts/default/484790748267143892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/2008/04/say-wiiiiiiiiiii-fit.html' title='Say... Wiiiiiiiiiiii Fit!'/><author><name>^yViNn3^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00587084732271119758</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-18102217.post-8023647875248906597</id><published>2008-04-18T04:03:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T04:15:58.345+01:00</updated><title type='text'>FERRRRAAARI</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWWBtiDca4s/SAgSG57auiI/AAAAAAAAAHs/i0yvmY3KyKg/s1600-h/ferrari.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWWBtiDca4s/SAgSG57auiI/AAAAAAAAAHs/i0yvmY3KyKg/s320/ferrari.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190418480383048226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; why ferrari is red? &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;found out that in the earlier days,  in motorsport competitions, each country is given a colour&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ENGLAND IS GREEN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;FRANCE IS BLUE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ITALY IS RED&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do you know the founder is called Enzo Ferrari?  interesting.. i alwiz tot enzo is a random name ppl created, didn't know it was the founder.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Btw, there was a ferrari at the next lane while i was driving today..the same exact model in da pic.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Strangely, this dude drove at the same speed as me..in fact he was just waiting around for me to take over him and then he took over me and then he fell back and waited for me to take over him again...yeah, it was a full cycle of me taking over and yadee yada...sigh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; AND the speed limit was 40miles/hour...slow like a tortoise... i dun understand what fun he had...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we do have lotsa strange ppl in UK.. don't you agree? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&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/18102217-8023647875248906597?l=yvinne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/feeds/8023647875248906597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18102217&amp;postID=8023647875248906597&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18102217/posts/default/8023647875248906597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18102217/posts/default/8023647875248906597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/2008/04/ferrrraaari.html' title='FERRRRAAARI'/><author><name>^yViNn3^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00587084732271119758</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/_QWWBtiDca4s/SAgSG57auiI/AAAAAAAAAHs/i0yvmY3KyKg/s72-c/ferrari.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18102217.post-372879339127299526</id><published>2008-04-03T13:45:00.009+01:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T14:52:33.860+01:00</updated><title type='text'>My spastic friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWWBtiDca4s/R_TVULZN3SI/AAAAAAAAAHM/dcbW8Dj1cIY/s320/CIMG2534.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185003613642939682" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWWBtiDca4s/R_TVrLZN3TI/AAAAAAAAAHU/HpqX239_xVs/s1600-h/CIMG2532.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWWBtiDca4s/R_TVrLZN3TI/AAAAAAAAAHU/HpqX239_xVs/s320/CIMG2532.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185004008779930930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;                           &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;  *click on it for a clearer view*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are my friends.... &lt;div&gt;decided to bring them out for an outing since they are deprived of attention and love...&lt;/div&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;/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/18102217-372879339127299526?l=yvinne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/feeds/372879339127299526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18102217&amp;postID=372879339127299526&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18102217/posts/default/372879339127299526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18102217/posts/default/372879339127299526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/2008/04/my-spastic-friends.html' title='My spastic friends'/><author><name>^yViNn3^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00587084732271119758</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/_QWWBtiDca4s/R_TVULZN3SI/AAAAAAAAAHM/dcbW8Dj1cIY/s72-c/CIMG2534.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18102217.post-591731711549056318</id><published>2008-04-02T21:19:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T21:24:37.280+01:00</updated><title type='text'>sORE Throat</title><content type='html'>Sadly to say, i have not completely recovered from my sore throat. WHY????&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I discover whenever i am stressed, I tend to have a sore throat. Sigh... virus attack? Does anyone experience the same thing before? Can i name this yvinne syndrome? I can be famous then! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just came back from Lake District. Knackered. Cmingo, Alex, my sis and I ..all of us had "whiplash injury" a sore strained neck after a day of nerve-wrecking rides at Blackpool. Seriously not for the faint-hearted. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Till then... traaa love. xoxoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18102217-591731711549056318?l=yvinne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/feeds/591731711549056318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18102217&amp;postID=591731711549056318&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18102217/posts/default/591731711549056318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18102217/posts/default/591731711549056318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/2008/04/sore-throat.html' title='sORE Throat'/><author><name>^yViNn3^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00587084732271119758</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-18102217.post-1226884212862974333</id><published>2008-03-26T05:17:00.005Z</published><updated>2008-03-26T05:40:26.809Z</updated><title type='text'>Where is my Spring?</title><content type='html'> It's already spring time here yet it is still snowing like in winter. Sigh. This is UK. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Spring? Nah, i did not see a single bud of flower out there. It is gloomy and dark outside.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;      However since it is spring, I did my usual spring cleaning despite the freezing cold with occassional snow falling outside my window. How odd? but I supposed my house needs to have it's MOT. So, i took a day cleaning the whole house. Scrubbing every nook and corner I could see. Arranging everything in the house. Spreading new covers. Mmmm..love tat vanilla scent my sheets give out which will send me to dreamland as soon as i rest my body on it.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; Man, u never now how much rubbish you accummulate when you start cleaning. Don't you think you tend to keep nonsense over the year? U think "ah, this may come into use "ONE DAY". One year had passed and that "one day" never came. I definitely need to drop that mentality before my house turns into a warehouse.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The house is speck clean now. I feel good when the house is clean. But i start cleaning, scrubbing and wiping every single stain or dust i see in the house now. It has become my OCD. Or perhaps an addiction . I can't stand seeing things which are out of order and yes even the alignment does matter to me.  I am constantly making sure everything is in order and clean till i realise it is an OCD now. I feel i am "Bree" and i did start a phase of baking again. OMG!  I have to tell myself to stop. Kinda remind me of Cmingo now. But he only cares for his bedsheets and his hands. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Spring cleaning is my workout of the year and will be for many years to come. Every of my muscle is aching now...I need a back rub now...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;till then ...traaa love..=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18102217-1226884212862974333?l=yvinne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/feeds/1226884212862974333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18102217&amp;postID=1226884212862974333&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18102217/posts/default/1226884212862974333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18102217/posts/default/1226884212862974333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/2008/03/where-is-my-spring.html' title='Where is my Spring?'/><author><name>^yViNn3^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00587084732271119758</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-18102217.post-696096249369656071</id><published>2008-03-22T00:06:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-03-22T01:34:39.778Z</updated><title type='text'>revived from the dead yet dying soon..</title><content type='html'>HeLLO. I am back. Short updates what i had been doing for the past few months.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Went back Msia during Xmas break. It was AWESOME. sunny weather..good food, pretty boys and of course my super loving family members. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. went to ConalNLeena's Wedding...it was magnificent. Posh. Elegant.Chic. In the end I tot i was in a club. Lolz..it had to be the alcohol. Bcoz of our procrastinator expert cmingo, i missed the cocktail party before the banquet. p/s : HanSian crashed into a tree/tiang after the dinner. Don't worry, he is still alive, last heard he is a PBL facilitator @ IMU now. Yeah, i know what u are thinking about ~grin~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. New Year's Eve party @ Velvet. My first Time. It was unforgettable. Yes it was my first time there noobs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ooh..Met SK da pilotboy, HanNien and Prakie and his gf were there too! No, i was not drunk there and I did not hook up with anyone.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Met ZHAoKaNG...He still looks da same. Still good-looking and boyish. hAha..don't think he likes this comment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. Highlight of my KL trip- I got myself a MACBOOK PRO. Haha..i know cmingo is bitter about it. First Raymond got his Iphone which he was so bitter for almost 1 month. Then Alex and I suddenly became the Apple gang. Lolz.. oh well, cmingo is cmingo. our babyboy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. Lazing like a snail at my Ipoh home and just waiting to be fed. Oh yeah, love that life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. Back in UK... hATE this life of mine now. Cold gloomy weather sucks! AND to add more misery, i couldn't start my car  when i came back -battery died.. sigh...there goes my money. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. Flew to Barca for a weekend- had the MOST chilling time ever with an old friend from Aussie. All we did was eat, drink and smoke. nah, i didnt smoke. I shop. HOLA! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9. CNY- dead coz everyone was all over the world and 1st day of CNY was on a weekday. darn darn but i get to webcam with my family back in MSIA and  I witnessed the whole lion dance thingy. ahh..at least something to think about of cny2008. plus my dad e-angpow to me. =p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10. Loving my Macbook each day. muack mwaahh...xoxo WHY? COS IT IS VIRUS-FREE!! I can download anything I WANT from ANYWHERE...ahahhahahahaa.....there u go, buy a mac and join me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;11. Off to Geneva . Being a swiss for a weekend with Steph. Bonjour....jetaime Geneve! I definitely can live there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;12. Currently, i am lAzing around Manchester till my next trip... this time is Lake District and Blackpool for some  crazy rides and i am  gonna capture some candid pics of cmingo puking.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;13. Yay, my sis is visiting me and bringing me lotsa goodies... love her so much..Muackss..MWaaahhh.... and my parents are sending her off like a lil girl as if it is her first trip out, she is loving the attention. in fact i think my dad bought the tix for her.  Oh well, she is the lil gal in da family. Everyone loves her. I love her muchos. Nuff said. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;14. I am half dead now. Almost dead. Bored like hell. Sick like a dog for weeks. Having the most lethal sorethroat ever. I am this this *close* of killing myself. The pain numbs me. Painkillers don't work anymore. I have zero quality of life. If ever someone gonna ask me " Have u tot that life is so low that u wanna end it all? or not worth living anymore?" - HELL YEAH! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Till then...tra love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18102217-696096249369656071?l=yvinne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/feeds/696096249369656071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18102217&amp;postID=696096249369656071&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18102217/posts/default/696096249369656071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18102217/posts/default/696096249369656071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/2008/03/revived-from-dead-yet-dying-soon.html' title='revived from the dead yet dying soon..'/><author><name>^yViNn3^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00587084732271119758</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-18102217.post-8417785678616015967</id><published>2007-11-20T22:19:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-20T22:36:11.378Z</updated><title type='text'>KRISSSPYYYY KREME is coming to town...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yupeeeeeeee..&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;KrISpy Kreme IS in Manchesterr&lt;/span&gt;..... LA LA LA LA... yay!!!err.. still building it..haha opening soon...but more people will be diabetic i think... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but who cares...&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_5135051836411446258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QWWBtiDca4s/R0NecESFg_I/AAAAAAAAAFs/h9182OBI53g/s320/DSC02537.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135053064772092946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QWWBtiDca4s/R0NfjkSFhBI/AAAAAAAAAF8/9twBcJgVzl8/s320/DSC02543.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135052399052162050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QWWBtiDca4s/R0Ne80SFhAI/AAAAAAAAAF0/b7yPBZx9Zc4/s320/DSC02541.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;krispy kreme in bali.. the only store in ASIA... when i saw ppl carrying it.. i went ~weee~~~ rushed to the store on my last day ,bought them and brought them back all the way to MSIA..hahaha... &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;and my niece saw the pic and she went crazy- haha coz i already finished them by the time she saw it...oh well, she probably ate krispy kreme donuts as her main meals when she was in The States...hmph..i will not share my krispy kreme..lolz&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/18102217-8417785678616015967?l=yvinne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/feeds/8417785678616015967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18102217&amp;postID=8417785678616015967&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18102217/posts/default/8417785678616015967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18102217/posts/default/8417785678616015967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/2007/11/krissspyyyy-kreme-is-coming-to-town.html' title='KRISSSPYYYY KREME is coming to town...'/><author><name>^yViNn3^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00587084732271119758</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/_QWWBtiDca4s/R0NecESFg_I/AAAAAAAAAFs/h9182OBI53g/s72-c/DSC02537.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18102217.post-1366532822034737957</id><published>2007-11-15T00:15:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-15T00:40:47.688Z</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Weekend.... YAtAAAAaa..</title><content type='html'>It was a joint celebration with our beloved &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Dr. Lena Ngu on the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;3rd November followed by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;drinks a M2 on 4th November...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And also another bimbo reunion too! with &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Shirlz from Glasgow, Lina and Amelia from Preston&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah.. Wei Jin too from CANADA...I FEEL sooo honoured..lolz.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;What can i say with them here? only one word- &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;ALCOHOL &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yupe, we started drinking before the dinner.. a shot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During dinner we had a few bottles of wine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner? Charlene's car was turned into a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;mobile bar&lt;/span&gt;- with personalised shot glasses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bimbos gals brought 2 bottles of liquor out , handed us our very own shot glasses , poured us a decent amount "lets get high and happy liquid"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we (Lena and I) had to drink on the streets! It was so funny... haha..we were hyperly *giggly* ..not long after..everyone was very very very "happy"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Was it legal?? I DOn't know.. and I DON'T CARE&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lolz... heard from Sandev that it was legal..but that time, Sandev "sapu-ed" most of the wine during dinner so he was a lil' too happy already that time...hehe.. can't really trust him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that... we headed to the club to drink more... i was.........................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;HAMMERREEDDDDDDDDdd... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;of course....=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Enjoy these clips and have a good laugh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ba3iFopsm1w&amp;amp;rel=" width="425" height="355" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FCyXAO6bRvI&amp;amp;rel=" width="425" height="355" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;These are the future doCTors of Malaysia... yeah...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well... i still love my crazeee friends.... thanks you for all the efforts....except i had to wear the silly&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; pink&lt;/span&gt; sash " &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;MISS NAUGHTY&lt;/span&gt;" all around Manchester and in the club.... ~shakes head~ not nice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18102217-1366532822034737957?l=yvinne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/feeds/1366532822034737957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18102217&amp;postID=1366532822034737957&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18102217/posts/default/1366532822034737957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18102217/posts/default/1366532822034737957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/2007/11/birthday-weekend-yataaaaaa.html' title='Birthday Weekend.... YAtAAAAaa..'/><author><name>^yViNn3^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00587084732271119758</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-18102217.post-4676054350634776990</id><published>2007-11-04T07:23:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-04T07:47:36.325Z</updated><title type='text'>My first Birthday Gift..A maple syrup boy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;OMG!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;WEI JIN IS HERE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he just turned up at my room door this morning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;* knock knock* ..opened door...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;*Eyes BULGing Out..rub rub eyes*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;WAAAAAA....SCREAMED...omg...WEIJIN!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...ShOcking...tat boy just flew for 24 hours from Canada!!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...awww..so sweeeeett...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;THANKS KOR KOR......still in shock**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he brought us maple syrup...LOLZ!!!....all da way from canada.....must see how different it is..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18102217-4676054350634776990?l=yvinne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/feeds/4676054350634776990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18102217.post-4097635981985299168</id><published>2007-11-01T18:04:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-01T19:03:46.027Z</updated><title type='text'>Lost in Translation.... reallly....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Today a chinese lady came to the surgery.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She has very limited spoken English.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;The doctor looked at me " So, can u translate?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;mE: 0_O i can try but i only speak cantonese, even tat isn't perfect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;doctor: "Well, let see whether she speaks Cantonese then"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doctor looked at the chinese lady&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;..." do u speak cantonese?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Lady: Sorry.. err ... my english is very bad...I speak Mandarin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doctor turned to me .....expecting me to say something or do something&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;~gulp~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Me: hmmm i don't speak Mandarin but i can understand most of it i guess...I can try&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;...*sweat*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the chinese lady looked at me ...ready to converse with me in Mandarin, judging that i am a chinese and i should be able to speak...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;(don't look at me like this, even my cantonese sucks...(&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i am a cantonese&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;) how am i gonna converse with u in Mandarin)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i just smiled...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Lady: I know Cantonese a bit (&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;in Mandarin with broken Cantonese here and there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bla bla... turned out she just gave birth and she has breast pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Intepreted it for the doctor and the doctor asked me to ask her this and that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*smokes coming out from my head*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;speaking in super super broken Mandarin with Cantonese and English...almost fainted..*stress*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&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;br /&gt;A series of difficult questions followed..and she was desperately explaining to me in Mandarin with full expressions....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turned to my doctor- errr.... i just summarised it and gave the important points. Most of it i wasn't too sure too...&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt; o_O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The doctor asked me to tell her that he's giving her antibiotic and painkillers like ibuprofen or paracetamol and if the pain or swelling persists she must go to the hospital. Or she could ring her midwife who was taking care her... &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*almost coughing up blood*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;RIGHHHTtt.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;First, how to say &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ANTIBIOTIC&lt;/span&gt; in Cantonese or Mandarin??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;sigh... but i aced in saying PAINKILLER...muahahaha..."chi tong yok" ..and she understood me..she mentioned something about medicine for infection ...and i just nodded..i supposed it is antibiotics right..it is for infection...right? right??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SECOND, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MIDWIFE&lt;/span&gt;?????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;wut? how the hell do i know how to say that in Cantonese...dun even talk about in Mandarin.. sigh... &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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Doctor: Oh,ask her whether is she allergic to Penicillin?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Me: *eyes bulging* &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WUT?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;PENICILLIN?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;how la.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tried my very best to ask her whether she got rashes or not if she takes this drugs called penicillin...and she shook her head indicating no rash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I doubt she knows what penicillin is... she doesn't even know what paracetamol is..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But but.. i managed to tell her that if it gets worse, she should go to the hospital. She nodded and said some words in Mandarin that i am familiar with... like pain and hospital...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess she should be on the right track...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we bid goodbye..she thanked me as if i saved the world...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the ...&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;octor: " phew.. thanks! lucky u were here to translate for us"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Me: err...no worries....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally,I didn't think that was a good consultation .....half of the time 3 of us were soooo confused! and i was the main key person intepreting it... i might have said something wrong...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh God, i pray to u that the lady is gonna be okay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How i wish now that my dad had sent me to a chinese school. Or at least speak to me in Mandarin..wait..even their Cantonese is equally as bad as mine...lolz....maybe they should have sent me for chinese tuition or something.... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i need to watch more chinese shows...=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arghh...suddenly i felt what a disgrace...being chinese but not able to converse properly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;*A taxi driver told me once that i should be ashamed that i wasn't able to speak in Mandarin*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;but but... i don't really look chinese... so i can skip that part right.... lolz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HMph..on second tot, yeahh.. i should be.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am determined to learn CHINESE/Mandarin....from now on... maybe i should enrol in some chinese class or something....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a chinese gal in a freaking chinese class..prob. filled with ang mohs... wut a joke!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18102217-4097635981985299168?l=yvinne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/feeds/4097635981985299168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18102217&amp;postID=4097635981985299168&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18102217/posts/default/4097635981985299168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18102217/posts/default/4097635981985299168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/2007/11/lost-in-translation-reallly.html' title='Lost in Translation.... reallly....'/><author><name>^yViNn3^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00587084732271119758</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-18102217.post-7875413966345872671</id><published>2007-10-31T00:02:00.001Z</published><updated>2007-10-31T00:15:41.549Z</updated><title type='text'>another bimbo nite this weekend...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt; YOU ARE INVITED!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;DATE: 3rd NOVEMBER to 4th NOVEMBER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;VENUE : M2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;TIME: 10-ish.... call any of the mancunians..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone is invited to join our fellow Mancunians this Saturday for drinks !! even our friends from Preston,Liverpool and Glasgow are coming...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If u are from IMU (any part of the world), please feel free to join us and have some fun... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yupe, it is gonna be an IMU gathering...come and join us! Plus it is also a joint birthday celebration of Lena's and mine....YiIppeeee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it would be great to meet everyone again...=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~we have already received numerous alcohol threats from our lovely friends~ pls ppl, u know that i can't drink for real..what's the point of seeing me comatose in 5 mins right? haha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18102217-7875413966345872671?l=yvinne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/feeds/7875413966345872671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18102217&amp;postID=7875413966345872671&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18102217/posts/default/7875413966345872671'/><link 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value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/whiLwDoRk_o&amp;rel=1&amp;border=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="366"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is sooo funnyyyy....muthusamy karupiah...= sam..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18102217-372090552285872888?l=yvinne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/feeds/372090552285872888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18102217&amp;postID=372090552285872888&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18102217/posts/default/372090552285872888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/2007/10/sexy-back.html' title='SEXY BACK'/><author><name>^yViNn3^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00587084732271119758</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-18102217.post-3662618618504419916</id><published>2007-10-27T03:58:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2007-10-27T03:59:49.360+01:00</updated><title type='text'>eNchANTED- a true fairy tale story in New YORk</title><content type='html'>McDreamy is in it!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CLdKwdGdZaI&amp;amp;rel=" width="425" height="355" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha...sounds stupid but it is a holiday movie..wat do u expect?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay i am watching it..lolz join me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18102217-3662618618504419916?l=yvinne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/feeds/3662618618504419916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18102217&amp;postID=3662618618504419916&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18102217/posts/default/3662618618504419916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18102217/posts/default/3662618618504419916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/2007/10/enchanted-true-fairy-tale-story-in-new.html' title='eNchANTED- a true fairy tale story in New YORk'/><author><name>^yViNn3^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00587084732271119758</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-18102217.post-1023873690067631588</id><published>2007-10-27T03:54:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-10-27T04:01:18.736+01:00</updated><title type='text'>SAW IV</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QWWBtiDca4s/RyKosglEn8I/AAAAAAAAAFk/hVxTqvFfBoc/s1600-h/Saw_IV_official_poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125844808514183106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QWWBtiDca4s/RyKosglEn8I/AAAAAAAAAFk/hVxTqvFfBoc/s400/Saw_IV_official_poster.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;"It's a trap"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saw IV- never fails to amaze me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ended with a twist...as usual..=) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now i can' t wait for SAW V&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What a brilliant twist, one after another...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am officially a SAW fan now...=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I thought it would be cheesy after a series of the same thing but i admit it did get a bit boring in the middle but the twist of the story is worthwhile... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;LOVED It!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18102217-1023873690067631588?l=yvinne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/feeds/1023873690067631588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18102217&amp;postID=1023873690067631588&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18102217/posts/default/1023873690067631588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18102217/posts/default/1023873690067631588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/2007/10/saw-iv.html' title='SAW IV'/><author><name>^yViNn3^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00587084732271119758</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/_QWWBtiDca4s/RyKosglEn8I/AAAAAAAAAFk/hVxTqvFfBoc/s72-c/Saw_IV_official_poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18102217.post-6585460174860398503</id><published>2007-10-26T02:22:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T02:37:09.916+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Paracetamol is my new best friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;SORE THROAT- my worst nitemare&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i got it now... i feel like killing myself. Of all things, i cannot, let me repeat myself, cannot tolerate sore throat. I can live with migraine but not a sore throat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dear God, please have mercy on me. Make my throat better ...please.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am down with a rising temperature and a sore throat since last night. I've been waking up thruout nite , downing myself with multiple tablets of paracetamols..God knows how many I have taken. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and..now with a runny nose. ...super drowsy now ~Sobs~ i need tender loving care.*all wrapped up in my cosy quilt*..chillz...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Paracetamol with caffeine&lt;/span&gt; is my best friend now ..i think i am gonna overdose on them. I am so a "professional drug addict". Come to think of it, I have almost all the strongest antibiotics in my drawers and all sorts of painkillers....i should be a pharmacist. Err..perhaps not- i might just eat all the drugs in the store and die there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;All hail paracetamol! i love u ... do ur magic please and let me sleep thru the nite... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125453373784760242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWWBtiDca4s/RyFEsAlEn7I/AAAAAAAAAFc/dkA2Wg6lQnQ/s320/ist2_1395992_paracetamol.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18102217-6585460174860398503?l=yvinne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/feeds/6585460174860398503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18102217&amp;postID=6585460174860398503&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18102217/posts/default/6585460174860398503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18102217/posts/default/6585460174860398503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/2007/10/paracetamol-is-my-new-best-friend.html' title='Paracetamol is my new best friend'/><author><name>^yViNn3^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00587084732271119758</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/_QWWBtiDca4s/RyFEsAlEn7I/AAAAAAAAAFc/dkA2Wg6lQnQ/s72-c/ist2_1395992_paracetamol.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18102217.post-1528678955593005601</id><published>2007-10-25T00:15:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T00:31:31.436+01:00</updated><title type='text'>FULL MOON</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QWWBtiDca4s/Rx_UrAlEn6I/AAAAAAAAAFU/XnnsY-e7VBs/s1600-h/WE_FullMoon_Boulware_080805.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125048736325869474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QWWBtiDca4s/Rx_UrAlEn6I/AAAAAAAAAFU/XnnsY-e7VBs/s320/WE_FullMoon_Boulware_080805.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Apparently, the MOON will be its &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;BIGGEST AND BRIGHTEST&lt;/span&gt; on the &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;25th and 26th Oct 2007&lt;/span&gt; - this thursday and friday doInk!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And i heard from the radio today that many people have not been able to sleep well these few days and it's because of the effects of the full moon...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HELL YEAH!!! ME!! i have been suffering from insomnia for the past few days... darn.. it was the moon..*just blaming anything i can put a finger on* maybe coz of the clubbing...hahaha...watever..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but some say it was probably the seasonal affective disorder...SAD! yeah i am "sad". LITERRALY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I need that stupid SAD lamp...yup, there's a magical lamp which is believed to help u feel better...i might just need 10 of it ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, funny thing is full moon has been linked to so many things eg: suicide, mental illness, accidents, insomnia, birthrates and erratic behaviour..oh yeah..werewolves too..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Has your behaviour become more erratic recently?? i think mine did...and my sleeping time too..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125048435678158738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWWBtiDca4s/Rx_UZglEn5I/AAAAAAAAAFM/Yq7t48ilylE/s320/hsc1071l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18102217-1528678955593005601?l=yvinne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/feeds/1528678955593005601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18102217&amp;postID=1528678955593005601&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18102217/posts/default/1528678955593005601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18102217/posts/default/1528678955593005601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/2007/10/full-moon.html' title='FULL MOON'/><author><name>^yViNn3^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00587084732271119758</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/_QWWBtiDca4s/Rx_UrAlEn6I/AAAAAAAAAFU/XnnsY-e7VBs/s72-c/WE_FullMoon_Boulware_080805.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18102217.post-1923962606715543745</id><published>2007-10-22T01:03:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T01:47:50.245+01:00</updated><title type='text'>DETENTION -back to school</title><content type='html'>It is DETENTION PART II- a fresher's party organised by:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;MANCHESTER UNI. CHINESE SOCIETY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;MANCHESTER UNI. MALAYSIAN SOCIETY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MANCHESTER UNI. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;JAPANESE&lt;/span&gt; SOCIETY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh, what else can u ask for??? what a fantasy nite for da guys eh? japanese gals in their school uniforms...lolz ... i bet u guys wanna come too right??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently it is a yearly event for the freshers of uni. manchester students but u'll find ppl from diff. unis coming all the way here...and working ppl!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lolz..well, this event is pretty hyped up though and imagining all the sexy vixen chinese/japanese gals in school uniforms..not just any normal school uniform...they will be wearing the skimpiest school uniforms that no school will allow u to wear in a zillion years.....hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HERE ARE THE DETAILS:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123945123035406786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QWWBtiDca4s/Rxvo8Qse4cI/AAAAAAAAAEs/uJFpqHFTPRc/s320/n521162822_188042_5296.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWWBtiDca4s/RxvpBAse4dI/AAAAAAAAAE0/ykTCNb0EdgU/s1600-h/n521162822_186755_2875.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123945204639785426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWWBtiDca4s/RxvpBAse4dI/AAAAAAAAAE0/ykTCNb0EdgU/s320/n521162822_186755_2875.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess there will be lotsa girls dressing like this ...typical navy-style japanese school uniform&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123945281949196770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QWWBtiDca4s/RxvpFgse4eI/AAAAAAAAAE8/X1n2ZbDKIu0/s320/coskasumitj3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAIT A MINUTE--- NAHHHHHHHH...no way.. we are talking about Manchester Chinese Girls...lolz..-----&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;most probz. they will be like this!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123948662088458738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 223px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="320" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QWWBtiDca4s/RxvsKQse4fI/AAAAAAAAAFE/_0k4yPY3NvA/s320/school+girl.jpg" width="294" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: it is an oriental party... lotsaaaa sexy chinese/japanese chicz gonna be there....lolzz..guys, u rweeally dun wanna miss this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;besides dressing in school uniform, u can dress as school nurse, school teacher, headmistress or dunno what else...just whip up your wildest imagination and turn up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but only girls in school uniform will get half price for their tics...cool eh??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*giggleeesss* i wonder what our mancunian 3 royal boyz will dress up in? jaycen- hk dropout school boy?? cmingo- korean wanna-be schoolboy...hahaha.... raymond- err errr.. i shall see tomorrow...lolz....ahhahahaaha...any suggestion for him???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18102217-1923962606715543745?l=yvinne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/feeds/1923962606715543745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18102217&amp;postID=1923962606715543745&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18102217/posts/default/1923962606715543745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18102217/posts/default/1923962606715543745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/2007/10/detention-back-to-school.html' title='DETENTION -back to school'/><author><name>^yViNn3^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00587084732271119758</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/_QWWBtiDca4s/Rxvo8Qse4cI/AAAAAAAAAEs/uJFpqHFTPRc/s72-c/n521162822_188042_5296.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18102217.post-4364312651957344206</id><published>2007-10-19T21:20:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T21:48:36.094+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Malaysian delicacies craze..</title><content type='html'>Must be the Raya fever... i started making all these malaysian food in a day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..first we have &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;seri muka&lt;/span&gt;, since i have left over glutinous rice and rice flour, tot i should make some and give ppl...=) spreading the love in manchester....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyone knows why is it called seri muka?? doesn't make sense to me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this time, i decided to make a dual tone seri muka.. if u look clearly it is actually a yellow custard underneath and green layer on the top... but i didn't have enough green custard , haha tat's y u saw some yellow patches on the top..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next time, i think i am gonna add some sago in it..shall update u guys about the success rate...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yUmmy...tell me if u want some, i shall have it delivered to u..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QWWBtiDca4s/RxkSAAse4YI/AAAAAAAAAEM/C1iWLymCADQ/s1600-h/DSC02584.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123145842506523010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QWWBtiDca4s/RxkSAAse4YI/AAAAAAAAAEM/C1iWLymCADQ/s320/DSC02584.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123146104499528082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QWWBtiDca4s/RxkSPQse4ZI/AAAAAAAAAEU/jWG3OFsnyO8/s320/DSC02594.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we have CUCUR UDANG!!!!!....love this...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is best eaten with chilli sauce.....can't stopping eating them...yum yum...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is pretty easy to make though..so u guys can try it next time! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i think i am gonna make the second batch soon...kekekeke... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123147096636973474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QWWBtiDca4s/RxkTJAse4aI/AAAAAAAAAEc/Z0kvDuv1Fds/s320/DSC02583.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123147719407231410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QWWBtiDca4s/RxkTtQse4bI/AAAAAAAAAEk/8b9kYltKW-c/s320/DSC02585.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wanted to make the Indon Kuih Lapis...and i did...=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;however it diddnnnt reaaally come out wat it should look like but it taste the same..haha i supposed i poured a bit too much for each layer and that's y it didn't have the "layered" look , hence the name kuih lapis..but but..it still tasted fantastic!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I even added &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;"brandy"&lt;/span&gt; in it...it was FABULOUS.... that extra kick made it yummylicious..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BUT it is a superrrrrrrrrr tedious cake... and i baked it at &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;2 am in the morning&lt;/span&gt;,therefore, i just couldn't be bothered to pour the layer and bake for every 3 minutes...lolz...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe next time.... when i have the patience...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18102217-4364312651957344206?l=yvinne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/feeds/4364312651957344206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18102217&amp;postID=4364312651957344206&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18102217/posts/default/4364312651957344206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18102217/posts/default/4364312651957344206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/2007/10/malaysian-delicacies-craze.html' title='Malaysian delicacies craze..'/><author><name>^yViNn3^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00587084732271119758</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/_QWWBtiDca4s/RxkSAAse4YI/AAAAAAAAAEM/C1iWLymCADQ/s72-c/DSC02584.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18102217.post-7001278433934580756</id><published>2007-10-16T00:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T01:17:18.664+01:00</updated><title type='text'>my Curry puffsss</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QWWBtiDca4s/RxQAJQse4VI/AAAAAAAAAD0/ZFfmS-k8Xzc/s1600-h/DSC01998.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121718835327459666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QWWBtiDca4s/RxQAJQse4VI/AAAAAAAAAD0/ZFfmS-k8Xzc/s320/DSC01998.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, this is how my curry puffs look like. It ismade using the puff pastry...to be precise it is the flaky puff pastry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let me tell you about pastry making- First, u need to have &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;cold hands&lt;/span&gt; and cold environment to make it. Weird huh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh well, this is rweeeaaallly good.... my favourite savoury all timeeeeeeeee... thanks to my sis and mum..i can't stop eating them! since i am all the way here, i hav decided to make it myself...look at it...hahaha ALLL MINEEEE...... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121721137429930354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QWWBtiDca4s/RxQCPQse4XI/AAAAAAAAAEE/vMCEFXQjRq0/s320/DSC01997.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Dear Jack, dun drool on my page please....~grin~ .. cmingo too.. wipe your mouths ...lolz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18102217-7001278433934580756?l=yvinne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/feeds/7001278433934580756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18102217&amp;postID=7001278433934580756&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18102217/posts/default/7001278433934580756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18102217/posts/default/7001278433934580756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/2007/10/my-curry-puffsss.html' title='my Curry puffsss'/><author><name>^yViNn3^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00587084732271119758</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/_QWWBtiDca4s/RxQAJQse4VI/AAAAAAAAAD0/ZFfmS-k8Xzc/s72-c/DSC01998.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18102217.post-7538573434363236682</id><published>2007-10-15T23:42:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T23:52:35.268+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Onde Onde</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWWBtiDca4s/RxPtyAse4SI/AAAAAAAAADc/eWwuezEnQU0/s1600-h/DSC02579.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121698644686201122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWWBtiDca4s/RxPtyAse4SI/AAAAAAAAADc/eWwuezEnQU0/s320/DSC02579.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Onde Onde-- sounds strange but it is delicious if you have a sweet tooth coz the "gula melaka" in the centre will squirt out when u take the first bite!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Btw peeps, it is a "peranakan" delicacy. ..in other words- it is a nyonya kueh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;here u go... i present u my Onde Onde: ANOTHER RAYA celebration treat..&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121699220211818802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QWWBtiDca4s/RxPuTgse4TI/AAAAAAAAADk/p3f1_WjFFDc/s320/DSC02572.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121699924586455362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QWWBtiDca4s/RxPu8gse4UI/AAAAAAAAADs/mh4e7Gr0jzU/s320/Dscf0793.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18102217-7538573434363236682?l=yvinne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/feeds/7538573434363236682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18102217&amp;postID=7538573434363236682&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18102217/posts/default/7538573434363236682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18102217/posts/default/7538573434363236682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/2007/10/onde-onde.html' title='Onde Onde'/><author><name>^yViNn3^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00587084732271119758</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/_QWWBtiDca4s/RxPtyAse4SI/AAAAAAAAADc/eWwuezEnQU0/s72-c/DSC02579.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18102217.post-2725215576799376144</id><published>2007-10-15T01:56:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T02:02:26.578+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Raya dinner</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;     &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;MENU MAKAN MALAM SEMPENA MENYAMBUT HARI RAYA              &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;                               AIDILFITRI YANG MULIA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; ....Ayam Rendang....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..Tauhu goreng kacang panjang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Sambal tumis sotong...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Ayam serai...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Ikan asam pedas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Asparagus sambal belacan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...dan lain lain...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pencuci mulut:  Lemon Strawberry Cheesecake in wine glasses...yummy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enak sekali ....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18102217-2725215576799376144?l=yvinne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/feeds/2725215576799376144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18102217&amp;postID=2725215576799376144&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18102217/posts/default/2725215576799376144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18102217/posts/default/2725215576799376144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/2007/10/raya-dinner.html' title='Raya dinner'/><author><name>^yViNn3^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00587084732271119758</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-18102217.post-7680809936506683046</id><published>2007-10-12T18:41:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T19:11:02.907+01:00</updated><title type='text'>MY Beloved BEKO</title><content type='html'>yIPEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my washing machine is &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;ONCE AGAIN ALIVE!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*my washing machine, I shall name it -" Beko" -died 2 weeks ago due to a stroke.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, hmmm perhaps more like Beko was in ICU- hanging on a respirator .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charlz and I were so sad. After 2 weeks, we finally found a surgeon to take a look at&lt;br /&gt;"Beko"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The surgeon came today and the operation was successful! He was "Dr. Steve"...a nice man coz he told me he won't tell my landlord about what had caused the blockage in BEKO...hehehhee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I , as  the next of kin, was &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;OVERJOYED&lt;/span&gt; when BEKO returned to his normal state!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"BEKO" is washing my clothes now....LOLZ..hahahahaa.....yay!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18102217-7680809936506683046?l=yvinne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/feeds/7680809936506683046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18102217&amp;postID=7680809936506683046&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18102217/posts/default/7680809936506683046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18102217/posts/default/7680809936506683046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/2007/10/my-beloved-beko.html' title='MY Beloved BEKO'/><author><name>^yViNn3^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00587084732271119758</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-18102217.post-168046106841306324</id><published>2007-10-07T22:34:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-10-07T22:54:47.634+01:00</updated><title type='text'>winter holidayssssss</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QWWBtiDca4s/RwlVe4setII/AAAAAAAAADU/8oF80lOUsp4/s1600-h/alpedhuez1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QWWBtiDca4s/RwlVe4setII/AAAAAAAAADU/8oF80lOUsp4/s320/alpedhuez1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118716440586663042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~rub rub eyes~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my eyes went so blurrryy.. i just spent like an hour surfing the net looking for ski trips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT TO GO SKIING... it has been such a long time i last skiied..in Mount. Sorak, South Korea- a place where i couldn't understand a single word from them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, at least i got the nicest ski suit and ski boots there!hee hee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*flashback* My first skiing experience- i almost fractured my leg, broke my neck and died in Australia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ramped into the metal barriers and broke my ski sticks and had a super massive concussion. I was travelling in a massive speed and was not able to stop in time...*BANGGGGGGGGGGGG* HIT the metal bars...*piak* fell on the snow ground...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*squint eyes* stoopid me, i didn't do the zig zag move to slow down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fyi, i did try the stopping manoeuvre -the "inverted V shape using your sleighs" - hereby i say, it is not very effective..arghh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to my story, two mancho first aiders skiied down to my rescue- asking me da mini mental state questions lolz.. i still remember them asking me " what is your name? what day is today? what is the year? etc?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not long before, i was in the ambulance and the next thing i remembered- i was in the hospital..in midst of the snow mountain. How many people had this kinda experience? Seriously...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone tot i wouldn't ski for my life- YET i went to ski in Korea with my sis not long after...hahaha this time, my sister was the one who fell....but she was fine, no first aiders, no ambulance and definitely no hospital this time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone wanna go skiing together???? Let's go ...the more the merrier..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18102217-168046106841306324?l=yvinne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/feeds/168046106841306324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18102217&amp;postID=168046106841306324&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18102217/posts/default/168046106841306324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18102217/posts/default/168046106841306324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/2007/10/winter-holidayssssss.html' title='winter holidayssssss'/><author><name>^yViNn3^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00587084732271119758</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/_QWWBtiDca4s/RwlVe4setII/AAAAAAAAADU/8oF80lOUsp4/s72-c/alpedhuez1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18102217.post-6466013481688898735</id><published>2007-10-07T05:32:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-10-07T05:36:00.132+01:00</updated><title type='text'>SKY DIVING?</title><content type='html'>yeahhhh babehhhhh....&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i am going for SKY DIVING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;...one of my things to do in my life checklist...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.yipee dooo dahh...shhh dun tell my mum! she probably would stranggle me before i die of sky diving..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18102217-6466013481688898735?l=yvinne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/feeds/6466013481688898735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18102217&amp;postID=6466013481688898735&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18102217/posts/default/6466013481688898735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18102217/posts/default/6466013481688898735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/2007/10/sky-diving.html' title='SKY DIVING?'/><author><name>^yViNn3^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00587084732271119758</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-18102217.post-6439794319571994871</id><published>2007-10-06T02:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-10-06T02:19:00.472+01:00</updated><title type='text'>MidNite gRocery shopping</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Cashier: So why are you doing your grocery at this hour?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Me: Huh?? erhh..*giggles* coz i was sleeping earlier...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt; ( coz manchester has nothing to offer at this hour?? and i am freaking bored! therefore i come here to spend some money...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;~It was 11.00pm when i stepped into Asda. I came out at 12.30 am the next day!  lolz..ASDA opens 24 hours. That's the greatest thing Manchester has to offer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simply because i have nothing to do and tot perhaps i should do some grocery shopping though i didn't need anything =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; yeah..Manchester is TAT boring...dun come here...dun ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Cashier: So are you a student in Manchester?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Me: Oh yeah... i am ~smiled~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Cashier: At Manchester University?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Me: Yupe yupe....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Cashier: Yeah, i tot i saw you before a few times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Me: &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;oh..rweeeealllyyy???&lt;/span&gt; right... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;( bugger, wut is this? i don't even go to the main campus nowadays.. i am based in hospital la...doink betul...eh..maybe all chinese look the same to him..lolzzzz...stoopid fella)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe i just spent 50 quids in ASDA..buying rubbish. This is dangerous. I think i shouldn't go midnite shopping anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I m just spending for no reason. Simply because i am bored. Oh nooo......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reading Vogue now. It is pretty good except all the stuffs in it- none of them i can afford to buy noe =( argh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18102217-6439794319571994871?l=yvinne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/feeds/6439794319571994871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18102217&amp;postID=6439794319571994871&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18102217/posts/default/6439794319571994871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18102217/posts/default/6439794319571994871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/2007/10/midnite-grocery-shopping.html' title='MidNite gRocery shopping'/><author><name>^yViNn3^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00587084732271119758</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-18102217.post-6240521859903675718</id><published>2007-10-05T16:44:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-10-05T17:01:07.727+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Manchester Fashion Weekend &amp; Food And DriNK Festival!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWWBtiDca4s/RwZd6nexdxI/AAAAAAAAADM/caBdUY3GGE4/s1600-h/photoshoot_home2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117881288164996882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWWBtiDca4s/RwZd6nexdxI/AAAAAAAAADM/caBdUY3GGE4/s320/photoshoot_home2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yipeeeeee... this weekend is the Fashion Weekend AND the Manchester Food and DriNK Festival!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;there will be cAtwalk showcases @ Urbis.. this sounds cool. *excited*I hope I can get a seat and this will be my first official fashion show  .. like those u see in America's Next Top Model..or any fashion shows where tall lanky models strut and pose on da runways with millions of spotlights on them..another plus point..there will be goodie bags! hee hee...oh, what should i wear?? there will be so many fashionistas there...gosh sound like a bimbo eh? nvm..this is gonnabe fun!  *giggles*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel this weekend somehow will be an interesting one or a twist in it....lolz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18102217-6240521859903675718?l=yvinne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/feeds/6240521859903675718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18102217&amp;postID=6240521859903675718&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18102217/posts/default/6240521859903675718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18102217/posts/default/6240521859903675718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/2007/10/manchester-fashion-weekend-food-and.html' title='Manchester Fashion Weekend &amp; Food And DriNK Festival!'/><author><name>^yViNn3^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00587084732271119758</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/_QWWBtiDca4s/RwZd6nexdxI/AAAAAAAAADM/caBdUY3GGE4/s72-c/photoshoot_home2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18102217.post-1132303603323698828</id><published>2007-10-02T19:34:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T19:48:47.489+01:00</updated><title type='text'>BroKe ...bRoken</title><content type='html'>0_o.....it is so expensive!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;car accessories...why? coz i spent near to 100 quids , just get my wipers changed and had it's tracking fixed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a guy, u can afford to splurge to accessorise your baby car and worry for nothing else..ok except u have a super demanding gf..but i doubt it..or you are a metrosexual guy then this doesn't apply...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a girl, we splurge on skin care, make up , handbags , shoes and clothes...and it is essential for us! (now maybe have to cut down on my expenses in this category)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my situation, i have to spend money to maintain my car and also to maintain myself... sobs...my money seems getting lesser and lesser each day...damn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is so unfair T_T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18102217-1132303603323698828?l=yvinne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/feeds/1132303603323698828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18102217&amp;postID=1132303603323698828&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18102217/posts/default/1132303603323698828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18102217/posts/default/1132303603323698828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/2007/10/0o.html' title='BroKe ...bRoken'/><author><name>^yViNn3^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00587084732271119758</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-18102217.post-7890539482387993781</id><published>2007-10-01T02:17:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T11:32:07.833+01:00</updated><title type='text'>AGM weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QWWBtiDca4s/RwDMgtxRPwI/AAAAAAAAADE/wDjwm7pcTgM/s1600-h/Photo-0116.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116314039107010306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QWWBtiDca4s/RwDMgtxRPwI/AAAAAAAAADE/wDjwm7pcTgM/s320/Photo-0116.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;~ in our 70% "highness"...stumbling our way to the club~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last weekend was the Bimbo Annual General Meeting ...~gigglessss~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had an honourary bimbo exported from Glasgow who turned out to be the noisiest...lolz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All weekend we only had perhaps 2 hours of sleep! Gosh, it is the most tiring weekend but the best weekend since i came back. Utterly tippssssyyy most of the time..=) and couldn't stop giggling day and night!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All we did was shopping, eating, shopppinng,laughing, drinking,clubbing ,*giggggglessss* and boys hunting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But all my bimbos left Squires today except my permanent bimbo Charlz...felt so damn* emo*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both of us nearly cried..*teary eyes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for the next event----&gt; HALLOWEEN PARTY -an F-ISLAND event ! gonna be hosted by DJ BRownie..yeah babeh...another R&amp;amp;B nite...yupe, it is a Chinese Society event----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: guys: lotsaaa cun chicksss.. u will ..WILL regret if u miss this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;girls : damn a lot of "yeng" guys with sport cars there...lolz..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18102217-7890539482387993781?l=yvinne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/feeds/7890539482387993781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18102217&amp;postID=7890539482387993781&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18102217/posts/default/7890539482387993781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18102217/posts/default/7890539482387993781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/2007/10/bimbo-agm-weekend.html' title='AGM weekend'/><author><name>^yViNn3^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00587084732271119758</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/_QWWBtiDca4s/RwDMgtxRPwI/AAAAAAAAADE/wDjwm7pcTgM/s72-c/Photo-0116.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18102217.post-2511756428830144173</id><published>2007-09-27T17:27:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T12:43:10.115+01:00</updated><title type='text'>curry puff</title><content type='html'>...yummmyyyyyy..... ate too much of curry puffs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Made like 50 over pieces and it had been mine and charlene's main meals recently...*hehe*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;delicious....loved it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18102217-2511756428830144173?l=yvinne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/feeds/2511756428830144173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18102217&amp;postID=2511756428830144173&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18102217/posts/default/2511756428830144173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18102217/posts/default/2511756428830144173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/2007/09/curry-puff.html' title='curry puff'/><author><name>^yViNn3^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00587084732271119758</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-18102217.post-2664460708696406472</id><published>2007-09-26T20:20:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T20:37:09.783+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Last nite...</title><content type='html'>last nite was the moonnn cakeee festivallll...but didn't get to eat mooncake..lolz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yupe the moon was ROUND ROUND...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we ended up at M2 club, a very impromptu act- charlz and i just wanted to go out of the sudden to check it out coz  the Chinese Society was organising an event for the freshies...lolz...AND the event is infamous for their super cunnnn chickss...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, as usual- the streets around the area were filled with modified japanese sports carzzzzz...name it.. u have everything there... typical chinese ah beng style...lolz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yupe..the guys were all drooling at the girls with sUPER mini skirts and tops..i wouldn't call their outfits= clothes, more like a piece of cloth covering their body...their theme was probably "minimalistic" - the less cloth the better. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT THEY LOOKed very very "vixen-ny"...sexay...*drool* guy's heaven.. can rub-a-dub with them...lolz....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apart from that, i tot i was in China at one point. Never have i been in a club filled with so many chinese ppl....lolz.... oh yeah..the guys there were..."YENG" = Cool..but not lengchai..hahaa.. and at some point, i felt i was in Sungei Wang..lolz....but music was FABULASTIC....LOVED IT! danced all nite long...cun cun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quite an experience... must drink next time- maybe everyone will look more pretty and lengchai...haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18102217-2664460708696406472?l=yvinne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/feeds/2664460708696406472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18102217&amp;postID=2664460708696406472&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18102217/posts/default/2664460708696406472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18102217/posts/default/2664460708696406472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/2007/09/last-nite.html' title='Last nite...'/><author><name>^yViNn3^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00587084732271119758</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-18102217.post-6407067654315998491</id><published>2007-09-24T00:48:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T01:19:34.895+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Touch Here....touch there...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QWWBtiDca4s/RvcCV2xQxwI/AAAAAAAAAC0/UT44yFcIMWs/s1600-h/Photo-0114.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113558476405131010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QWWBtiDca4s/RvcCV2xQxwI/AAAAAAAAAC0/UT44yFcIMWs/s320/Photo-0114.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;*toucH here... touch there..* yipee... i have just fiddled with the new Ipod TOUCH before it's official launch on the 28thSeptember....=).. it was a cool gagdet but didn't like the calendar part where u can't add your appointments there and then. U gotta sync it to your computer to manage your appointments. Basically, u just get to view it on the i-touch. Besides that, it is FaNTASSSTIC.....the you tube, the safari, the google and address book...yeah plus the i-tunes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I AM STILL GONNA WAIT FOR MY *I -PHONE*...yeah babeh...it's gonna be on the 9thNOVEMBER ..btw my bday is around there..anyone wanna buy me one?? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Being the kiasu fellow msian i am, i think i am gonna book a session with apple store to show me the I-phone..lolz..and i shall be the first one to view it at 9 AM before everyone else...u didn't know they have this service either right?..~grin~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh well, since they don't have the a waiting list for it and before it gets sold out, this will be my only choice to get hold one before everyone else buys it...*can't wait*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18102217-6407067654315998491?l=yvinne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/feeds/6407067654315998491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18102217&amp;postID=6407067654315998491&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18102217/posts/default/6407067654315998491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18102217/posts/default/6407067654315998491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/2007/09/touch-heretouch-there.html' title='Touch Here....touch there...'/><author><name>^yViNn3^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00587084732271119758</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/_QWWBtiDca4s/RvcCV2xQxwI/AAAAAAAAAC0/UT44yFcIMWs/s72-c/Photo-0114.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18102217.post-2101734360517517214</id><published>2007-09-20T22:12:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-09-21T00:26:51.303+01:00</updated><title type='text'>accent..</title><content type='html'>This week alone, 4 people showed xtremely great interest in how/where i've got my accent from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 of them are doctors..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Doc 1: " oooh u have this american twang to it"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Doc 2: " aha.. not so american.. but a canadian twang.. ARE U FROM CANADA?? =) "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;me: nope!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Doc 3: " where do u get your accent? are u from the states?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;me: nope!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salesperson:" you have a pretty accent, where are you from?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;me: i am from malaysia.. yes yes i know i have this american twang to it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Salesperson: " oh not really..but sounds...ermm..~blurz~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;me: oh well, i used to study in Aussie but i have quite a few american friends - so yeahh i got it pweeettyyy mixed up there..lolz..*giggleeeesss*..ok i know i sound weird...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Salesperson: "no no.. Aha...yup..the australian acccenttt..!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;me: EH??&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;*stars in my head*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tot i already lost my aussie "twang". I still remember Gee used to laff at my Aussie accent when i first joined IMU..the only word he remembered from me was " catalogue" and he would burst into laughter sponstaneously. ..sigh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Sandev: hahaha... this gal has this american, australian, jamaican and malaysian slang la...but from ipoh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me: OI..wth ..where did tat Jamaican part come in???&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18102217-2101734360517517214?l=yvinne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/feeds/2101734360517517214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18102217&amp;postID=2101734360517517214&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18102217/posts/default/2101734360517517214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18102217/posts/default/2101734360517517214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/2007/09/this-week-alone-4-people-were-so.html' title='accent..'/><author><name>^yViNn3^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00587084732271119758</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-18102217.post-8468810563470109224</id><published>2007-09-20T06:38:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-09-20T14:17:25.685+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Coffee and Me</title><content type='html'>Currently, i am sitting down in front of the computer now, sipping my piping hot vanilla coffee..yes i am a coffeeholic. i must admit i can't live without them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*i get withdrawal symptoms if i dun get one*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;strange but true...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get this migraine if i dun get one. ..err okay i shall confess.. i still get them once in a while even though i have my caffeine intake...but but...it is because of the hormonessss.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes yes jack..*rolled my eyes up*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know u will say this to me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;"ditch the caffeine or enjoy the pain?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grrrr...he sounds like he is in this smoking cessation clinic and i am those chronic smoker who is dying of lung cancer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yet u can see Jack ( our "beloved" fren) from a distant, laughing.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH WELL, i just had one migraine attack last nite...sobs sobs.... I HATE MIGRAINE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yet...here i am..sipping my morning coffee....LOLZ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must must thank the guy who invented...tA DAAA.......-&gt; Sumatriptan!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18102217-8468810563470109224?l=yvinne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/feeds/8468810563470109224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18102217&amp;postID=8468810563470109224&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18102217/posts/default/8468810563470109224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18102217/posts/default/8468810563470109224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/2007/09/currently-i-am-sitting-down-in-front-of.html' title='Coffee and Me'/><author><name>^yViNn3^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00587084732271119758</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-18102217.post-6750411111537055925</id><published>2007-09-19T15:53:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T16:00:29.393+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Winter has arrived....</title><content type='html'>...sneezyy..*rub rub nose* ..winter has arrived..... time to cuddle in my bed all day long...=) with a cuppa coffeee....wrapped in my thick thick satin quilt...~wicked~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wake up wake up! darn...time to go class...the part i paling benci...grr...(reminded me the phrase charlz alwiz says when she has to put money for da big blind in poker)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; lolz....love her crazeeness.. indeed she is a slightly neurotic woman...tat everyone loves..awww..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18102217-6750411111537055925?l=yvinne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/feeds/6750411111537055925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18102217&amp;postID=6750411111537055925&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18102217/posts/default/6750411111537055925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18102217/posts/default/6750411111537055925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/2007/09/winter-has-arrived.html' title='Winter has arrived....'/><author><name>^yViNn3^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00587084732271119758</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-18102217.post-2302689339250794665</id><published>2007-09-19T15:29:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T19:34:56.066+01:00</updated><title type='text'>IPHONE</title><content type='html'>LA la la la....IPHONE IS hereeee..yiPPEEEE...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it's only gonna be sold in the UK on  9th of November !! with a 18months contract under O2...sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8GB model for £269 (inc VAT)~grin~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darn darn darn... i need a PDA now!!! i mean personal display ..err.. assistant? dunno wut the last "a" stands fer....or should i get ITOUCH?? HElpzzz...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18102217-2302689339250794665?l=yvinne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/feeds/2302689339250794665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18102217&amp;postID=2302689339250794665&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18102217/posts/default/2302689339250794665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18102217/posts/default/2302689339250794665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/2007/09/iphone.html' title='IPHONE'/><author><name>^yViNn3^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00587084732271119758</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-18102217.post-4759974907223448898</id><published>2007-09-18T21:08:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T21:12:51.397+01:00</updated><title type='text'>TV</title><content type='html'>Do u know that tv isn't exactly what u think it is in England...&lt;br /&gt;You might think tv= television...no no no...ppl call it "telly" here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here, TV= TRANSVERSTITE....lolz...why? i dunno..just heard it from the radio GALAXY MANCHESTER morning crew..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18102217-4759974907223448898?l=yvinne.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18102217.post-1914121162824106041</id><published>2007-09-17T01:28:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-09-17T01:35:59.207+01:00</updated><title type='text'>SECRET(不能說的秘密)</title><content type='html'>Shhhh.... i have a secret....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/R0_PEY4K5HM"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/R0_PEY4K5HM" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/S-gXnNWjeE0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/S-gXnNWjeE0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love these two scenes....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The piano battle was AWESOME...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The duet - was simply flirtatious...=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18102217-1914121162824106041?l=yvinne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/feeds/1914121162824106041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18102217&amp;postID=1914121162824106041&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18102217/posts/default/1914121162824106041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18102217/posts/default/1914121162824106041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/2007/09/secret.html' title='SECRET(不能說的秘密)'/><author><name>^yViNn3^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00587084732271119758</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-18102217.post-1529663122524268932</id><published>2007-03-29T01:02:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-09-17T07:26:11.470+01:00</updated><title type='text'>What your name says about you?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;A: Likes to flirt. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B:Likes to talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C: Really likes to chill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D: Has one of the best personalities ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E: Good Kisser&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F: People adore you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G: Never let people tell you what to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H: Has a very good personality&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I: Is always there for friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J: Lives life for fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K: Really silly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L: Loved by everyone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M: makes dating fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N: Dead sexy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O: Best in realtionships&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P: Popular with all types of people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: A hypocrite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R: Freakin crazy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S: Easy to fall in love with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T: a sweet heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U: Really wild and crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;V: Not judgemental.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;W: Very broad minded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X: Never let people tell you what to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y: One of the best bf/gf anyone couldask for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Z: Always ready&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;My name stands for :------&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Y: One of the best gf/bf anyone could ask for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;V: Not judgemental.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I: Is always there for friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N: Dead sexy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N: Dead sexy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E: Good Kisser&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;oooH..I GOT double "&lt;/strong&gt;Dead sexy&lt;strong&gt;"...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; vv(^^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18102217-1529663122524268932?l=yvinne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/feeds/1529663122524268932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18102217&amp;postID=1529663122524268932&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18102217/posts/default/1529663122524268932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18102217/posts/default/1529663122524268932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/2007/03/what-your-name-says-about-you.html' title='What your name says about you?'/><author><name>^yViNn3^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00587084732271119758</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-18102217.post-6030645781841885501</id><published>2007-03-25T23:11:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-09-17T07:42:47.650+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Such a fool for love</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;The concepts of love and foolery have been inextricably linked since the beginning of time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;And many of us know&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;the &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;“I can’t believe I did that!”&lt;/span&gt; feeling after we wake up and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;discover that we’ve been &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;putting up with a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;two-timer, hence the &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;“what was I thinking?!”&lt;/span&gt; phrase. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We instinctively look for the good in people, especially the people we love and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;often we ignore their flaws or &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;mistakes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;At times we may even recognize someone’s behaviour as a&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; red flag&lt;/span&gt; and then immediately choose to ignore it , &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;hoping that our partner will change....soon . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;How naive? Deep down, you knew it is not always &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;possible..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Frankly speaking, such a guy should be really ashamed of himself . Question is -where is his &lt;/span&gt;conscience? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Well, i doubt he has any to start with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Meanwhile, it also reflects his own upbringing which is a shame to his &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;parents. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Double shame on these morons. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;They just made themselves so low. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;And I just happened to know one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I know i sound harsh and bitter ~lolz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;To my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;girlfriends, always take a step back, evaluate the relationship and look out for red flags.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;"Once a cheater, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;always a cheater"&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;~To other nice blokes, please pardon me ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt; lolz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18102217-6030645781841885501?l=yvinne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/feeds/6030645781841885501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18102217&amp;postID=6030645781841885501&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18102217/posts/default/6030645781841885501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18102217/posts/default/6030645781841885501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/2007/03/dont-be-fool-for-loveat-least-not-to.html' title='Such a fool for love'/><author><name>^yViNn3^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00587084732271119758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18102217.post-9115621702435466697</id><published>2007-03-24T17:30:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-24T18:10:38.994Z</updated><title type='text'>Medics Scrubs Pubcrawl....Love it!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Date:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;22nd March 2007&lt;/span&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;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Time:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;7pm -whenever u want to go home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Venue:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;All the pubs u can think of in Manchester..last venue at M2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LOVE SCRUBS puBCrawl&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;..the most comfy outfit u can wear out and yet look cool to the public..hehe..especially when you are tipsy =) iT'S Manchester best pubcrawl...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Here are some pics of my adventure....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045546288349562210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QWWBtiDca4s/RgVhnebdxWI/AAAAAAAAAAs/boOdm1tBLkg/s320/DSC01690.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;After dinner at Chinatown..lots ppl were staring at us..poor Steph, she waited for us 30 min alone wearing scrubs...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045546984134264178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWWBtiDca4s/RgViP-bdxXI/AAAAAAAAAA0/CDG7vA9BCjc/s320/DSC01702.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The most &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;COMFY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;shoes u can ever wear out to club....aww..blisss...hehe (resting at M2 club)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045547336321582466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QWWBtiDca4s/RgVikebdxYI/AAAAAAAAAA8/qbsAxt5XCZs/s320/DSC01707.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;We were early ...still pretty empty.... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;.....the dancefloor... only 3 fellas...I am sure they are not HOPe fellas...maybe some Year 1 noobies....hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045547701393802642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="287" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QWWBtiDca4s/RgVi5ubdxZI/AAAAAAAAABE/pIR-a4Gpsrs/s320/DSC01695.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;.......&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;30 mins later&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045548191020074402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QWWBtiDca4s/RgVjWObdxaI/AAAAAAAAABM/iP4u8nb807A/s320/DSC01709.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045551626993911314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 218px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="320" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QWWBtiDca4s/RgVmeObdxhI/AAAAAAAAACE/ty5IQ2kTDIw/s320/DSC01725.jpg" width="215" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045549080078304690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWWBtiDca4s/RgVkJ-bdxbI/AAAAAAAAABU/2JkjoaT1Ggw/s320/DSC01710.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Medics from&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Year 1-5, from all 5 hospital bases&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;were here in scrubs. should look how some gals modified their scrubs...kInky..=)&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;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045549483805230530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QWWBtiDca4s/RgVkhebdxcI/AAAAAAAAABc/huzHrMo1klg/s320/DSC01711.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Looks like we are in theatre huh with the spotlight in the middle..ehehhe... but we were too intoxicated to do anything...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045550153820128722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QWWBtiDca4s/RgVlIebdxdI/AAAAAAAAABk/dZ4HqXMf_uw/s320/DSC01710.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OMG, so MANY HOPE fellas there.....heheh&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.... (Hope Hospital is my hospital base) kaki clubbers...unbelievable...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045550630561498594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QWWBtiDca4s/RgVlkObdxeI/AAAAAAAAABs/86Bd8fdbqko/s320/DSC01731.jpg" border="0" /&gt;squeezing in da dancefloor.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045550888259536370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QWWBtiDca4s/RgVlzObdxfI/AAAAAAAAAB0/4MbHGtEQHp0/s320/DSC01715.jpg" border="0" /&gt;my ex pbl mate...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045551322051233282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QWWBtiDca4s/RgVmMebdxgI/AAAAAAAAAB8/7krJ790ZJ3g/s320/DSC01732.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another Hope Medics..hehe my ex-Wigan flatmate..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/18102217-9115621702435466697?l=yvinne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/feeds/9115621702435466697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18102217&amp;postID=9115621702435466697&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18102217/posts/default/9115621702435466697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18102217/posts/default/9115621702435466697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/2007/03/medics-scrubs-pubcrawllove-it.html' title='Medics Scrubs Pubcrawl....Love it!!'/><author><name>^yViNn3^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00587084732271119758</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/_QWWBtiDca4s/RgVhnebdxWI/AAAAAAAAAAs/boOdm1tBLkg/s72-c/DSC01690.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18102217.post-7166667358330171278</id><published>2007-03-18T23:04:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-18T23:16:45.732Z</updated><title type='text'>SCRUBSS PUBCRAWL CRAZE!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Yipeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/span&gt; i Am gonna &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Go CLuBBING IN my scRUBBSSS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; this week with my fellow medics...hehe &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DRINkIng and Dancing all nite long in da city&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;..hopping from one to another pubs , clubs..wherever that alcohol is sold...The Manchester cIty is gonna be Chaotic.. n i mean it...with police patrolling..hehe.. the city will be filled with alcoHolic doctors-to-be..i am so looking forward...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18102217-7166667358330171278?l=yvinne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/feeds/7166667358330171278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>Falling...by Sadie Ama</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BzRToeulyUU"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BzRToeulyUU" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="415" height="320"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Baby i'm not here to start a fight&lt;br /&gt;But i just thought i'd let you&lt;br /&gt;(Just thought i let you know)&lt;br /&gt;Cause the way that you've been treating me&lt;br /&gt;It so unfair baby its so cold&lt;br /&gt;All i do it put you first&lt;br /&gt;I be there any time you want me to&lt;br /&gt;Maybe that was wrong of me&lt;br /&gt;Maybe i should of held back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it feel like&lt;br /&gt;Its all about you never about me&lt;br /&gt;Don't care about no one else&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it feels like&lt;br /&gt;You've given me nothing&lt;br /&gt;And i've given my all&lt;br /&gt;You throw it right back at me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know i can't&lt;br /&gt;I can't keep on falling&lt;br /&gt;Something inside just makes me keep falling&lt;br /&gt;I wont deny that baby i'm falling&lt;br /&gt;Tryna control myself but my heart is breaking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant keep on falling&lt;br /&gt;Its not fair&lt;br /&gt;Stop making me falling&lt;br /&gt;Everyday&lt;br /&gt;This cant be right&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna a lover like that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont want a lover a lover like that no&lt;br /&gt;Dont want a lover a lover like that no&lt;br /&gt;Dont want a lover a lover like that no&lt;br /&gt;Like that no no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You tell me that i stress you out&lt;br /&gt;That i'm playing with your mind&lt;br /&gt;If you took the time to hear me out&lt;br /&gt;Then you wouldnt feel this way&lt;br /&gt;Taking no longer&lt;br /&gt;I gotta be stronger&lt;br /&gt;It just gets worser&lt;br /&gt;Days get no better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why you gotta be like that&lt;br /&gt;I should of held back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it feel like&lt;br /&gt;Its all about you never about me&lt;br /&gt;Don't care about no one else&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it feels like&lt;br /&gt;You've given me nothing&lt;br /&gt;And i've given my all&lt;br /&gt;You throw it right back at me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know i can't&lt;br /&gt;I can't keep on falling&lt;br /&gt;Something inside just makes me keep falling&lt;br /&gt;I wont deny that baby i'm falling&lt;br /&gt;Tryna control myself but my heart is breaking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant keep on falling&lt;br /&gt;Its not fair&lt;br /&gt;Stop making me falling&lt;br /&gt;Everyday&lt;br /&gt;This cant be right&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna a lover like that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So baby if you get any time&lt;br /&gt;Just sit back and think&lt;br /&gt;About everybody but yourself&lt;br /&gt;Then you may see&lt;br /&gt;How really good our love would have been&lt;br /&gt;Dont leave it too long&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause baby I wont wait&lt;br /&gt;Cause baby i cant wait&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know i can't&lt;br /&gt;I can't keep on falling&lt;br /&gt;Something inside just makes me keep falling&lt;br /&gt;I wont deny that baby i'm falling&lt;br /&gt;Tryna control myself but my heart is breaking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant keep on falling&lt;br /&gt;Its not fair&lt;br /&gt;Stop making me falling&lt;br /&gt;Everyday&lt;br /&gt;This cant be right&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna a lover like that [x2] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18102217-4372445863433511194?l=yvinne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/feeds/4372445863433511194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18102217.post-6890448963537598757</id><published>2007-03-09T23:59:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-10T00:04:27.305Z</updated><title type='text'>LioN dANCe @ cHINatown</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1CLClYR-dkY"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1CLClYR-dkY" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="325"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lion dance on the first day of CNY at Chinatown...in front of my fav. chinese grocery store..wish i was back home...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18102217-6890448963537598757?l=yvinne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/feeds/6890448963537598757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18102217&amp;postID=6890448963537598757&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18102217/posts/default/6890448963537598757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18102217/posts/default/6890448963537598757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/2007/03/lion-dance-chinatown.html' title='LioN dANCe @ cHINatown'/><author><name>^yViNn3^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00587084732271119758</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-18102217.post-4956138555007955626</id><published>2007-03-06T22:42:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-06T22:53:35.939Z</updated><title type='text'>Chinese New Year Reunion Dinner...</title><content type='html'>Let me post something funny here... Yupe..just watch the video..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/y_NPeEC9WrU" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone was fighting for that one piece of orange...dun laugh, it's has become a traditional of the 3 Mancunian boyz.. Ray,Cmingo and Jaycen. So, everyone who comes to Manchester will experience this tradition in awe! hee hee..Apparently the last piece of watever u are fighting for- WILL BE TASTIER according to the 3 stooges.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038948044804484130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWWBtiDca4s/Re3wjJw4bCI/AAAAAAAAAAk/YaJ4PHYsj8Q/s320/cmsleeping.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;  Don't know why Cmingo fell asleep...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then it was Jack...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18102217-4956138555007955626?l=yvinne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/feeds/4956138555007955626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18102217&amp;postID=4956138555007955626&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18102217/posts/default/4956138555007955626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18102217/posts/default/4956138555007955626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/2007/03/chinese-new-year-reunion-dinner.html' title='Chinese New Year Reunion Dinner...'/><author><name>^yViNn3^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00587084732271119758</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/_QWWBtiDca4s/Re3wjJw4bCI/AAAAAAAAAAk/YaJ4PHYsj8Q/s72-c/cmsleeping.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18102217.post-8808858781555873591</id><published>2007-03-06T22:26:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-06T22:41:50.410Z</updated><title type='text'>I am having a child..</title><content type='html'>Yes, i feel i am having a child- and that child will be my car! It feels like i am taking care of a small kid, (and it's gonna be a "son" =) ) - having to feed him once a week, wash him whenever he's dirty, replace his shoes when it's torn( guess what? he had his shoes changed 3 times! how unlucky is that? ) and lastly bringing him to see a doctor for his medical check up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I just brought my "boy" for a medical check up last week and it cost me &lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;GBP 300!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Almost fainted on the spot... That's like &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RM 2100&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; FOR A 2- hour check up.  Hmm..like a doctor's consultation fees...not adding the treatment yet.  Never had i expected it to be so expensive especially he was fairly "young". Apparently the labour cost in England is the culprit for the sky-rocketing high bills that i had to pay. All he needed was a new shoe and a ...hmmm "brake pad" Let me give an example, the brake pad was GBP 38. Okay, i would think that's fair enough..and guess what? the labour fee was GBP 50! "Eyes popping out"! that's like another brake pad +++ ... and i still have the VAT to pay...(government tax)...I just felt being robbed in broad day light that day..sobs..with me voluntarily swiping the card...sobs... that's like half a PS3!! =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I guess it's hard to be a mother...sobs...lucky there's no such thing as vaccination to do.. is there? ahhh hope not..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18102217-8808858781555873591?l=yvinne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/feeds/8808858781555873591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18102217&amp;postID=8808858781555873591&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18102217/posts/default/8808858781555873591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18102217/posts/default/8808858781555873591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-am-having-child.html' title='I am having a child..'/><author><name>^yViNn3^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00587084732271119758</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-18102217.post-1853034229459552967</id><published>2007-02-15T15:07:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-15T15:22:25.908Z</updated><title type='text'>Valentine</title><content type='html'>I was hoping to see some Valentine's babies since there i got no date to go out with and i was stucked in Wigan..yeah it's sad!..so i went into the labour ward at 10 pm 13thFeb, then again at 1 am on Valentine's day- nothing happened. Midwives sent me back and told me they gonna bleep me if anything happens..yes i have a bleep..kekeke... Then, i could not sleep coz i drank 2 cups of coffee before that ..woohoo..there i went staring at the ceiling till i doze off in my scrubs. The next morning-  ooh good news i got 2 ladies were gonna deliver soon...yippee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jeng jeng jeng...suddenly they said they didn't want any students around! arghh..Darn..~speechless~ 6 weeks in Obs &amp; Gynae..i have NOT seen a normal delivery..can u believe that? wanna cry already..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i have seen all the C/sec. Name me any indication for C/sec..i would have seen it all.. twin c/sec, breech presentation, emergency, post maturity, elective..everything..even ectopic pregnancy..how odd it that...and yet not a normal delivery...=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Super disappointed, i drove back to Manchester. Slept with my beloved...woke up, cleaned the house, made curry puffs and ate them! yes i had curry puffs on Valentine's day. At least it lifted my spirit a bit! ...that's my 2007 V-day ...sad and disappointed! Please let me get a HOT date in 2008! hahaha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18102217-1853034229459552967?l=yvinne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/feeds/1853034229459552967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18102217&amp;postID=1853034229459552967&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18102217/posts/default/1853034229459552967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18102217/posts/default/1853034229459552967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/2007/02/valentine.html' title='Valentine'/><author><name>^yViNn3^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00587084732271119758</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-18102217.post-1279279973608634528</id><published>2007-02-12T22:08:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-12T22:24:30.948Z</updated><title type='text'>Xmas "Exchange Pressies" Dinner</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/j_VY6xSTpSw"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/j_VY6xSTpSw" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="600" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This video clip is so funny..hehe lol..look at the collection of cute liquor bottles we had that night...=) we had whisky, baileys,asti, stella beers...etc. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..And look at Sandev, he got size M boxers..kekee..how on earth is he gonna fit? hee hee..he was so sad judging that so many ppl bought wines, stella beers and miniature liquor bottles as Xmas pressies (we counted Sandev had 50% of getting it) and yet he got tiny boxers from Alex....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; oOoH, i got a *rainbow* hot water bottle from CmIngo AND a "Friends are GooD" bag too...(-_-') ??.. Btw, do ppl still use hot water bottle???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18102217-1279279973608634528?l=yvinne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/feeds/1279279973608634528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18102217&amp;postID=1279279973608634528&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18102217/posts/default/1279279973608634528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18102217/posts/default/1279279973608634528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/2007/02/xmas-exchange-pressies-dinner.html' title='Xmas &quot;Exchange Pressies&quot; Dinner'/><author><name>^yViNn3^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00587084732271119758</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-18102217.post-77938659616659644</id><published>2007-02-12T01:33:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-12T22:08:27.938Z</updated><title type='text'>BoNJour Eiffel Tower ..</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/53HE3Ah1uMI" width="600" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*been looking through my pic and video collection* Found this video..isn't Paris a beautiful city? ..err to a certain extent coz as we saw nothing after the lift ascended above 100m. We were practically in the cloud afterthat..and it was *freggin' cold*..Mr.William tot we were in "heaven"..=) he was a bit sad coz didn't get to see the view up above...aww..but he was happier after we went for lunch. haha..jk ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually when i was in the lift, it felt like i was going up to the top to do a bungy jump..quite scary...suddenly reminded me of amazing race asia... -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yupe, we were stucked with a bunch of Japz teens...as you can hear them talking in the background . Can anyone decipher what they were talking about??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030612514486752802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QWWBtiDca4s/RdBTbbieFiI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Vjmrvkedjbk/s320/paris1.jpg" border="0" /&gt; *River Seine* Il est beau ! Magnifique....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18102217-77938659616659644?l=yvinne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/feeds/77938659616659644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18102217&amp;postID=77938659616659644&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18102217/posts/default/77938659616659644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18102217/posts/default/77938659616659644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/2007/02/bonjour-eiffel-tower.html' title='BoNJour Eiffel Tower ..'/><author><name>^yViNn3^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00587084732271119758</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/_QWWBtiDca4s/RdBTbbieFiI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Vjmrvkedjbk/s72-c/paris1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18102217.post-117106163540256071</id><published>2007-02-09T22:43:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-09T23:16:20.790Z</updated><title type='text'>I am a *SusHi-SashiMi* FrEAk...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2890/1763/1600/333058/wien-sushi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2890/1763/320/667637/wien-sushi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ~nigiri~ waa...don't they look delicious?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am craving for Japanese food and yet i am in a city where there is no good Japanese restaurant ...sobs..waaaa..why? where are the Japanese chefs gone??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yum yum...i hope tonight i will dream of eating them....ahmp ahmp...gulp~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh plz feed me sashimi..i love sake, maguro, otako , ebi and many many more..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oOh,gyu tataki is delicious too...=( yupe, gyu tataki is raw beef, sliced in sashimi style ( very lean beef)..tastes like sashimi, with a hint of wasabi and soy sauce,it simply melts in your mouth... ~gulp~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2890/1763/320/862817/sushi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I miss eating Jap food back home. Can't wait to go back to eat either in KL or Singapore...I remember I had lunch with Will in Singapore at this Jap restaurant that specializes in making unagi. One unagi costs around SGD 40-50. Yes, just one unagi . When i tasted it, i tot it was the same as any other unagi but of coz Will said it was fantastic..hehehe...i just prefered my chirashi (a selection of sashimi in a bowl of flavoured rice) that time... Yumm..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyone care to join me for Jap food?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18102217-117106163540256071?l=yvinne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/feeds/117106163540256071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18102217&amp;postID=117106163540256071&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18102217/posts/default/117106163540256071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18102217/posts/default/117106163540256071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-am-sushi-sashimi-freak.html' title='I am a *SusHi-SashiMi* FrEAk...'/><author><name>^yViNn3^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00587084732271119758</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-18102217.post-117002473892253094</id><published>2007-01-28T22:45:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-28T22:55:46.753Z</updated><title type='text'>my First NHS case note ..</title><content type='html'>U know when u have this feeling something is gonna happen to yourself but u just dunno when? Yeah, i had this strong feeling that i will break my nose one day...and it happened on last Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i didn't break my nose but it was close, a major concussion- everything went spinning for a moment. Bled a bit , SwoLLen like a Rudolf and a headache. Went to A&amp;E , waited more than an hour and then doc said i injured the cartilage of my nose and nerves around it- no wonder i had tingling pain sensation on my two big front teeth. Since i did not lose consciousness, so the docs weren't too worried but I could not even speak properly! It hurt to make any facial expression. I bet he thought i didn't know how to speak English..arghh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darn, tot i am gonna get a nose job..hahaha...oh well...my first NHS case..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dun ask me what happened...find out from Charlz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18102217-117002473892253094?l=yvinne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/feeds/117002473892253094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18102217&amp;postID=117002473892253094&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18102217/posts/default/117002473892253094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18102217/posts/default/117002473892253094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/2007/01/my-first-nhs-case-note.html' title='my First NHS case note ..'/><author><name>^yViNn3^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00587084732271119758</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-18102217.post-116942039868545621</id><published>2007-01-21T22:53:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-21T23:13:01.356Z</updated><title type='text'>Wickety WiGan..</title><content type='html'>Btw folks, Charlene and I are in Wigan now... around 40 mins drive away from Manchester...I know there are many speculations about Wigan around u ppl... but i think it is a nice town though i have not seen it..=p ...well, at least it has a cinema, McD, KFC and a 24 hour Tesco..oh, Marks n Spencer too... can't be that bad right...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there's a problem, there is kILLER WInd in Wigan... everything is flying around there..Charlene and I almost flew up there... really! one of the practice's roof actually came off ...u know what,come to wigan, find urself a window and stand there for 5 mins, u will see all sorts of things flying past u... &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2890/1763/320/877310/wind.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   * the wind is so strong that it really looks like this*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18102217-116942039868545621?l=yvinne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/feeds/116942039868545621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18102217&amp;postID=116942039868545621&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18102217/posts/default/116942039868545621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18102217/posts/default/116942039868545621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/2007/01/wickety-wigan.html' title='Wickety WiGan..'/><author><name>^yViNn3^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00587084732271119758</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-18102217.post-116941999173925992</id><published>2007-01-21T22:46:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-21T23:06:52.983Z</updated><title type='text'>it's hail...no..It.s SNOWING</title><content type='html'>tOday, i tot it was raining...*i was driving to town*...looking closer at my car's windscreen at the traffic signals..it was actually lil small bits of hail...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2890/1763/320/301231/hail.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....Then i have this super wild imagination that one of those many BIG STONEs just drops on my windsreen while i am sitting inside looking at my windscreen...~touchwood~ thank god it didn't happen....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few hours later.. it was SNOWING OUTSIDE...yippeee... =p --&gt; (-_-) --&gt; =( ...darn..i just washed my car yesterday...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18102217-116941999173925992?l=yvinne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/feeds/116941999173925992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18102217&amp;postID=116941999173925992&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18102217/posts/default/116941999173925992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18102217/posts/default/116941999173925992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/2007/01/its-hailnoits-snowing.html' title='it&apos;s hail...no..It.s SNOWING'/><author><name>^yViNn3^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00587084732271119758</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-18102217.post-116868550433333266</id><published>2007-01-13T10:45:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-13T10:55:39.823Z</updated><title type='text'>IpOhians Vs KL guys</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2890/1763/1600/62437/kl%20lheng%20chai.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 196px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 204px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="183" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2890/1763/320/453948/kl%20lheng%20chai.jpg" width="170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ChEck out these songs.... it is by Point Blanc , a member of Poetic Ammo.&lt;br /&gt;I like the Ipoh Mali Song...feat. Jaclyn Victor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.voyeurrecords.com/"&gt;http://www.voyeurrecords.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember to change the songs on the player to listen to KL Lheng Chai...it's funny...=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18102217-116868550433333266?l=yvinne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/feeds/116868550433333266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18102217&amp;postID=116868550433333266&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18102217/posts/default/116868550433333266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18102217/posts/default/116868550433333266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/2007/01/ipohians-vs-kl-guys.html' title='IpOhians Vs KL guys'/><author><name>^yViNn3^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00587084732271119758</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-18102217.post-116790438812419075</id><published>2007-01-04T09:39:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-04T09:53:08.133Z</updated><title type='text'>Switched..</title><content type='html'>I am in Orthopaedic attachment now. Yesterday in theatre, i talked to the anaesthesist consultant more than my own Orthopaedic consultant. In fact, I even get to help the anaesthesists, fiddling with the machines and controlling the breathing rate of the patient ... learned more on anaesthesiology despite in a Orthop. department....confused. The funny part is my SHO and registrar are on a plan to discourage me to be a doctor..they have 101 reasons why u shouldn't be a doctor... gosh...they are hilarious.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18102217-116790438812419075?l=yvinne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/feeds/116790438812419075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18102217&amp;postID=116790438812419075&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18102217/posts/default/116790438812419075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18102217/posts/default/116790438812419075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/2007/01/switched.html' title='Switched..'/><author><name>^yViNn3^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00587084732271119758</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-18102217.post-116749339576115963</id><published>2006-12-30T15:37:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-12-30T15:43:15.770Z</updated><title type='text'>Huh??</title><content type='html'>Went to watch a chinese show in da cinema...saw a caucasian guy watching it too..how bizarre? watching a chinese show alone in the cinema? Blur... As i can recall, the english subtitles wasn't too fantastic...i really wonder whether did he know wat was going on in the show...=) Oh well, perhaps he understands cantonese afterall....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18102217-116749339576115963?l=yvinne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/feeds/116749339576115963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18102217&amp;postID=116749339576115963&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18102217/posts/default/116749339576115963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18102217/posts/default/116749339576115963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/2006/12/huh.html' title='Huh??'/><author><name>^yViNn3^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00587084732271119758</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-18102217.post-116732254878442354</id><published>2006-12-28T16:08:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-12-28T16:15:48.786Z</updated><title type='text'>HoMe SwEET hOme</title><content type='html'>back in Malaysia for Christmas...ahh i love my bed!cuddle cuddle...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got to be in a GOLF GTI today..went for a spin..my gosh..it was a speed devil...cOOl coOl...not many people have it in Msia...i am pretty lucky..=) impressive gearbox even though i dunno wat it can do but sounds impressive when my friend told me about it...something about DGS , DFG?D n G? haha.. wut a ride ...at least worth my time waking up so early to have breakfast with an old friend of mine..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18102217-116732254878442354?l=yvinne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/feeds/116732254878442354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18102217&amp;postID=116732254878442354&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18102217/posts/default/116732254878442354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18102217/posts/default/116732254878442354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/2006/12/home-sweet-home.html' title='HoMe SwEET hOme'/><author><name>^yViNn3^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00587084732271119758</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-18102217.post-115819157311469790</id><published>2006-09-14T00:33:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-09-14T01:31:27.280+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Dinner with Juniors..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/1600/rusholme.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/320/rusholme.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;This is my slightlyneuroticwoman...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Had dinner with the juniors at Rusholme...they were 27 of us there, pretty massive but i didn't get to talk much with the nuniors coz of the linear seating positions. Good job Charlz for organising it! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Afterthat, we headed to M-TWO, the hottest RnB club in Manchester(our fav. club). Met Sally, Victor and Jane there....Victor got a new look which i almost didn't recognise it was him.. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yay! Got a free shot from the bartender, the boys were jealous n bitter about it where they wished they were girls at that moment. ..Jaycen even asked me to stand at the bar again so i could get him free drinks...?? blUrz....Cmingo made fun of it as he claimed that the bartender saw some Portugese blood in me n that was why i got it free..where as Ray wished he was a girl...a hot girl i supposed..as u know he is pretty picky..=)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Had a few sips and i was already high..me vs alcohol = not a good idea..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I like the slightly high feeling actually....it gives me an euphoric feeling...especially when i am dancing...Yupe, music was so-so, but at least they played Promiscious Girl, Sexy Back, Hips Don't Lie (Sandev was shaking his butts vigorously ),Deja Vu and Temperature.. thus, the night was good...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Darn, Sexy Back keeps playing on my mind now...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18102217-115819157311469790?l=yvinne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/feeds/115819157311469790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18102217&amp;postID=115819157311469790&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18102217/posts/default/115819157311469790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18102217/posts/default/115819157311469790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/2006/09/dinner-with-juniors.html' title='Dinner with Juniors..'/><author><name>^yViNn3^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00587084732271119758</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-18102217.post-115706764949054465</id><published>2006-09-01T00:25:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-09-14T08:49:15.960+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Back in Manchester....</title><content type='html'>Ahh...finally i am back in Manchester... well, got back here last Sunday actually...and i got sick right after that...darn.... must be the jetlag and the cold weather....&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;SNEEZE SNEEZE&lt;/span&gt;....feeling &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;feverish&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;....my face feels&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt; hotttt...&lt;/span&gt;.and the jetlag is making it worse... =(..hmMM, guess i need to wrap myself more with warm clothing... ( definitely gonna look like a dumpling...haha kinda remind me of Prem wrapping herself with her huge green comforter)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;SOBSS..SOBSS...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; i need more &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;lOVEEE&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;kiss kiss&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Hug&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;gies&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh..classes have started too...HMM &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YEAR 4 SUCKS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt; i have classes from Monday till Friday...waaa..no more honeymoon for me =( WHY?? .. what a lazy doctor i am gonna be..hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a mission- to buy a car... YAY!..but i am just too lazy to search.....aii...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18102217-115706764949054465?l=yvinne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/feeds/115706764949054465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18102217&amp;postID=115706764949054465&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18102217/posts/default/115706764949054465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18102217/posts/default/115706764949054465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/2006/09/back-in-manchester.html' title='Back in Manchester....'/><author><name>^yViNn3^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00587084732271119758</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-18102217.post-115687581214204507</id><published>2006-08-29T19:14:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-09-01T00:59:10.453+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Congrats Seremban Sem 7 ppl...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;CONGRATULATIONSSSS &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SEREMBAN SEMESTER 7 ppl.... Especially to .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;William,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt; Soon Han&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Chai Jiun&lt;/span&gt;, Sunila, &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Sashi&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Kah Seng&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Mei San&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Jing Wern&lt;/span&gt;, Soon Ni, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Siew Lian&lt;/span&gt;, EzRan, &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Azman&lt;/span&gt;, Quincy , Felix, Ann, &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Keng Tat&lt;/span&gt;, Daniel, Ai Lee, &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;QUek&lt;/span&gt;, Sangeetha, &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Hooi Joo&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Hajar&lt;/span&gt;, iVern, &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;wei Kuei,&lt;/span&gt; .... etc&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;(sorry if i miss anyone....) .... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;..........GOOD JOB PPL!!!!!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;KEEP IT UP&lt;/span&gt;...=)&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18102217-115687581214204507?l=yvinne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/feeds/115687581214204507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18102217&amp;postID=115687581214204507&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18102217/posts/default/115687581214204507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18102217/posts/default/115687581214204507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/2006/08/congrats-seremban-sem-7-ppl.html' title='Congrats Seremban Sem 7 ppl...'/><author><name>^yViNn3^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00587084732271119758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18102217.post-115522427524778196</id><published>2006-08-10T16:03:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T18:20:18.580+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Scuba diving....</title><content type='html'>Yay!! I am going to Phuket tomorrow!! WoohOO...sunshine, white sands, coconuts, bikinis gals, handsome hunks, sensual massage and sCUBA DIVING!! YIPPEEE..I wanna see fishiesss... like Mr. Shark, Mr. Crush, Miss Dory, Mr. Nemo and friends.. it has been quite some time i last dived...hopefully i will remember how to control my buoyancy......=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As what some of you know that this month is the 7th Lunar month of the Chinese Calendar... For those that don't know, it is the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hungry Ghost Festival&lt;/span&gt; ...The Chinese believe that the Gate of Hell is opened for the spirits to wander around the Earth...some sort like their summer holidays... for a month (&gt;&lt;)...but don't ask what they do ... and it is also told that we , the humans should be extra careful during this period and try to avoid unnecessary activities...and yes, scuba diving is one of the activities you should avoid.....so said my mum... Well, here are some comments that i gathered from a few people when i expressed my tots of diving...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me vs Mummy...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Mummy : WHAT?? U wanna scuba dive?? Cannot! Do u know it is the 7th month...bla bla..etc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Me: Urghh.... hmm..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me vs Yvonne...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Me: Alo alo..wanna scuba dive ?? hehe... i wanna go nite diving...=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Yvonne sis: OOHH.. scuba diving?? I WANT!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Me: But mummy said cannot go... sobs..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Yvonne sis: Obviously, it is the 7th month...later when u dive that time got ghosts pull your legs then u know...kekekeke... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Me: TOOOO MUCH...sobs... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me vs William...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Me: Yay, i wanna go scuba diving ....but my mum doesn't let..sobss..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;William: It is the Hungry Ghost Festival ma...of course your mum won't let... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Me: But my dad said okay....=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;William: Uh?? really?? then u go lor... remember, when u hear people call your name from behind...DON'T TURN BEHIND U KNOW!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Me: MUAHAHAHAHAH..... that's silly..what if that is my buddy asking for help??? Let her die???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;William: Ooh...hmm..then u just pass the oxygen regulator behind..and dun look behind la... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Me: Heeehheeee.....~speechless~ blurz....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18102217-115522427524778196?l=yvinne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/feeds/115522427524778196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18102217&amp;postID=115522427524778196&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18102217/posts/default/115522427524778196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18102217/posts/default/115522427524778196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/2006/08/scuba-diving.html' title='Scuba diving....'/><author><name>^yViNn3^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00587084732271119758</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-18102217.post-115488303815263515</id><published>2006-08-06T17:46:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T17:50:38.166+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Idiopathic left-sided chest pain..</title><content type='html'>I feel something just stabbed my chest...what an excrutiating pain...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18102217-115488303815263515?l=yvinne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/feeds/115488303815263515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18102217&amp;postID=115488303815263515&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18102217/posts/default/115488303815263515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18102217/posts/default/115488303815263515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/2006/08/idiopathic-left-sided-chest-pain_06.html' title='Idiopathic left-sided chest pain..'/><author><name>^yViNn3^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00587084732271119758</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-18102217.post-115478991540221684</id><published>2006-08-05T15:30:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-08-05T20:05:55.723+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The Part Time Piano Teacher..</title><content type='html'>I had just finished my 2 hours piano lesson. Don't get me wrong, I am not the one learning, instead I was the one teaching. Teaching a soon-to-be 6 years old kid. Let me tell u, it was hard work! Gosh, especially trying to speak in "their" language was super challenging. Some of you may think it is fun talking or playing with kiddies, but think again , it is a totally different case if u are "teaching" them something! Coz the main aim is to get them to understand the theory and not anyhow talk rubbish. So, I took a moment to tune my brain's frequency to his...Voila!! I am ready to go!!!...There i had a mission, explaining all the funny signs in the musical world -treble clefs, bass, semibreeve, rest, crotchets. Do Re Mi Fa So La Ti .....etc... and also making sure the lil boy get what i mean... I was this close..about 1 mm of breaking down...know why? coz he often looked at me with this " what are u talking about -super blank" face... From there, i knew i need to explain everything again, maybe in with different kind of vocabulary..like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Well u see those notes are climbing the hill..so your fingers must follow the sequence..ok? "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;He nodded to signify he understood what i said...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;"Okay, let's play from the beginning...good good.... Next, play Mary Had Little Lamb.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He looked at me and said &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;" I don't know"&lt;/span&gt; (~squinting my eyes~ &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;How could u not know? It says in the book u should know how to play????&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fine..trying to be very patient. So I taught him again..so from there onwards, he took over and played the famous nursery rhymes over and over again so that he could grasp the melody...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, after&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; 2 hours&lt;/span&gt; of talking and teaching in kiddies tone ...the lil boy finally got it...and he managed to play &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;2 SONGS!!&lt;/span&gt; WOW....i was happy that his mum came to pick him up... yay!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hMM... i wonder how am i gonna teach my own kids??? ~sobs~ i am super impatient...hopefully the hormones will change me when the time comes....I want to be those super loving mum...i do.....really...darn.. i think i have to pray harder... Change me..change me....Dear Lord, please change me .....=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18102217-115478991540221684?l=yvinne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/feeds/115478991540221684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18102217&amp;postID=115478991540221684&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18102217/posts/default/115478991540221684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18102217/posts/default/115478991540221684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/2006/08/part-time-piano-teacher.html' title='The Part Time Piano Teacher..'/><author><name>^yViNn3^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00587084732271119758</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-18102217.post-115416885411770869</id><published>2006-07-29T09:39:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T07:03:23.330+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday up in da air...Happy Birthday William..=)</title><content type='html'>It's hot hot hot in Malaysia...even though i am back for almost a month..it is still hot hot in Ipoh..hot in KL...hot in Seremban...i am meltinggg.....=( helpzz...I am sure my dad is gonna complain about the electricity bills coz the air conditioners in my house are forever running..but if not, i am soaked wet in my own sweats... i think i tend to sweat easily nowadays... and my cheeks get flushed like someone just pinched them... looks like those lil kids from the mountains, with two red blotches on their cheeks...maybe not that exaggerating but somewhere there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just had my first Char Koay Teow last 2 nights ago...yummyyy...~drooling~ even though i am back for almost a month...surprisingly i don't have much cravings for Malaysian's food...weird..coz i used to think about them almost everday when i was in UK. Maybe this is what u call human's nature, u crave for what u can't get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Ipoh is still as monotonous as usual but with more cars though...as a result, i have to pay more attention nowadays when i drive...afterall i haven't driven for almost a year... Still not too bad..haven't hit anything yet..hehe...catching up =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Something about what we did when William turned 24 this year...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/320/s.trooper.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;His first present- a storm trooper model and a Zaku shirt.. 9pm 13thJuly...can see he was slightly disappointed.." materialistic"!!=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/1600/opening%20present.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/320/opening%20present.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&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;&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;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Opening his second present- Hugo Boss shirt, tie and cuff links (his favourite idol James Dean's limited edition)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&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; It was William's Birthday on the 14th July 2006 , the day he turned 24 ... old old...there was a surprise party for him at Luna Bar( the open roof lets you gaze up in awe at the KL Tower and the Twin Towers, with a cool ambiance at 35th floor but just lil' bit hot there ) at Pacific Regency Hotel for after- dinner drinks and it was also a good opportunity for all the PMS and local IMU students to meet. It was good though.. hmm i think...=) the ambience was awesome, it's my first time gazing at the KL tower in such a near distance...haha.. but it was just a bit too hot for all of us...=~(...supposingly the hottessttt bar now.. yeahh i think so.. literally... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/1600/happyface.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/320/happyface.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/1600/happyface.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/1600/happyface.0.jpg"&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;The poor boy, he thought everyone didn't care and had forgotten his birthday. ..and his exams were coming too...practically the "&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt; stressed&lt;/span&gt;" word was on his forehead.... After dinner, he got so sleepy and wanted to go back to sleep... and i had to find ways to drag him to the hidden Luna Bar in the middle of KL. In the midst of searching for it, &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;the guy from Luna called and asked about my reservation, ~scractching head~&lt;/span&gt;and i had to watch out for what i should and should not say so that the bday boy wouldn't suspect anything ...so i had to be very selective with my words , telling him that&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I AM COMING!! and (WHERE DA xxxx IS YOUR BAR??)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;of course which i didn't...=) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/320/lunabar.5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Luna Bar @35th level&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Finally got there after 10 minutes....pheww...lucky...coz the birthday boy was getting frustrated.... but then we had to switch 2 lifts and take a spiral staircase before we reach the bar..what a hard work to get there...haha..the funny part was the guy who had my reservation said to me,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"Oh Miss Yvinne, your table is there (pointing to a corner on his right) and your friends are there (pointing to a bunch of people on his left)..&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;and there... we saw Soon Han in a &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;bright green shirt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;leading the whole bunch to our table...haha..&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;and Will went&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;" Ehhh...Isn't that Soon Han....(look look) ehh...that's Jack...that's so and so...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;and i was&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; " OH...U sure??? nO la...where got??"&lt;/span&gt; =) trying to con him..but failed miserably...as we could see Soon Han laughing happily afar, leading the group ....haha..it was a funny picture... (sorry Soon Han, dun mean to make fun of u)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As our friends were approaching us , everyone started to wish him .."Happy Birthday William" muacks muack and hugs were also being exchanged passionately among the guys..=)....He stood there in disbelief, realising it wasn't just a coincidence. To his surprise, his friends were there for him...to celebrate the day he was brought to Earth..hehee.......too bad he didn't cry...hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yummy..the cake came in later when those late-comers arrived.... and everyone sang the birthday song like little kids, surrounding the birthday boy except with no balloons only..hehe...i think the cake was good coz it was gone in seconds! poor thing, William claimed he got a very small piece and mostly was covered with cream..haha.... but better than nothing right?? &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&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;/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://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/1600/bdaycake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/320/bdaycake.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/1600/bdaycake.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cutting the birthday cake..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;As usual, with Cmingo, Raymond, Kah Seng around, opening a bottle was inevitable! They only had one mission that night- that was to get Will drunk...but surprisingly, Will could take in the "ethanol" without passing out.....haha..but all of them were talking rubbish.....it was hilarious..especially Kah Seng was telling me the directions to his house in his out- of -tune Cantonese....just watching them was already very entertaining.... &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;they claimed that the KL Tower got shorter??&lt;/span&gt; huh??blurz..this is what intoxicated people talk about...~shake head~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The amount of alcohol they consumed...hmm i would say it is just gonna lead them to liver cirrhosis ...no good =(...Poor William vomitted his dinner , all his precious New Zealand sirloin steaks, escargot with mushrooms, breads , his birthday cake and his mocktail...all down the toilet bowl....what a waste... a couple of dollars worth of food all gone...just like that....he was so sad..if u know him well, u should know his food means a&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/1600/drinking%20group.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/320/drinking%20group.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; lot ...hehe.... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it was a good nite ...a great opportunity to get together after so long... Seng Keat was there too...still as playful and funny ..a future pilot!! ...hehe..I met Keith..gracie's boy boy....another funny chap...a future psychologist...haha now we know how he got grace...psycho her everyday...haha...jk grace...dun be angry.. &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/1600/will,ks,jess.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 309px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 197px" height="262" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/320/will%2Cks%2Cjess.1.jpg" width="320" 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;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/1600/me,grace,cm,z.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/320/me%2Cgrace%2Ccm%2Cz.1.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;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/1600/menu-txtbook.jpg"&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;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/1600/menu-txtbook.jpg"&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;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/1600/sirloinsteak.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/1600/menu-txtbook.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/320/menu-txtbook.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;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/1600/sirloinsteak.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/320/sirloinsteak.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Birthday dinner at Shook! ..reading the textbook-like menu..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;...NZ Tenderloin steak..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18102217-115416885411770869?l=yvinne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/feeds/115416885411770869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18102217&amp;postID=115416885411770869&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18102217/posts/default/115416885411770869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18102217/posts/default/115416885411770869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/2006/07/birthday-up-in-da-airhappy-birthday.html' title='Birthday up in da air...Happy Birthday William..=)'/><author><name>^yViNn3^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00587084732271119758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18102217.post-115193957601338761</id><published>2006-07-03T16:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-08-05T20:04:29.496+01:00</updated><title type='text'>bAck in Malaysia...</title><content type='html'>Yay! Back in Malaysia...phew.. the flight back was bad... i hate transit especially those u have to change terminals , catch a shuttle bus and rush to the boarding gate plus I couldn't believe that BMI seats from Man-Heathrow were soooo tiny.. I barely could move..serious.. =(...and the story didn't end here...the MAS flight from Heathrow -KLIA was a nightmare! sobs.. fIRST, we only took off 1 hour after they locked us in that plane and i had not eaten since lunch ! and the guy sitting beside me took out a box of "Duck plus char siew rice" and ATE in front of me while i was drooling beside him..arghh..sobs. i can tell you that the sweet aroma of the roasted duck was driving me crazy, i was "this" close (0.1mm) to grab his box of duck rice and eat it! ..then, i got a middle seat and nearly got DVT during the 12 ++ hours flight. ..and my back still hurts..Almost died there ..it was traumatising...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18102217-115193957601338761?l=yvinne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/feeds/115193957601338761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18102217&amp;postID=115193957601338761&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18102217/posts/default/115193957601338761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18102217/posts/default/115193957601338761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/2006/07/back-in-malaysia.html' title='bAck in Malaysia...'/><author><name>^yViNn3^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00587084732271119758</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-18102217.post-115135853562446167</id><published>2006-06-26T22:29:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-06-26T22:59:46.873+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Packing, Unpacking and Packing...and finally done!</title><content type='html'>i hate packing..it is soooo tiring..especially thinking ways to reduce the weight of my luggage..yes, it is overweight....=(...for the past 2 days i was packing , weighing, unpacking, weighing and continue packing...blurz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come to think of it, my big bag is filled with gifts- shoes (at least 6 pairs) , chocolates, clothes, biscuits and etc...and my stuffs are in a smaller bag... it's just crazy..but it alwiz happens whenever i live abroad, I tend to buy really a lot of stuffs ...it's like a collection over the year and then distributing to all my family members like a santa claus..just that it's not Christmas...and yet i am just a student here darn!...i think it is a medical syndrome... tell me if u know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, on the happier side, i am FLYING TOMORROW!! yaY..&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;nasi lemak, roti canai, laksa, curry mee, prawn mee, char koay teow, popiah, satay, rendang, cucur udang, pisang goreng, curry puffs&lt;/span&gt;- i'm drooling.....yummy.. oh and next is SALE, Holidays and being chauffered around..no more trams and buses....YaY!..........i shall tolerate the 12 hours and 25 minutes flight from London -KLIA. Then it's &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;paRadise...Ahh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18102217-115135853562446167?l=yvinne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/feeds/115135853562446167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18102217&amp;postID=115135853562446167&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18102217/posts/default/115135853562446167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18102217/posts/default/115135853562446167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/2006/06/packing-unpacking-and-packingand.html' title='Packing, Unpacking and Packing...and finally done!'/><author><name>^yViNn3^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00587084732271119758</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-18102217.post-115118883095107882</id><published>2006-06-24T23:18:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-06-26T22:58:35.903+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Grandmama</title><content type='html'>I was chatting with a 82 years old grandmama the other day at a bus stop while waiting for my bus to go home from the medical centre i was attached to for my SSC. It was a pretty pleasant conversation at first, about how bad the bus service and how they are alwiz running late...and later she found out that I am based at Hope Hospital. She started telling me her medical history where she had hip replacement 7 years ago at Hope. However, up to today she is still in pain and could only walk with the help of a cane. She said the doctors couldn't explain what was wrong ! The docs claimed it was infection..but for 7 years?? Hmm..she was asked to go in for a contrast scan next week but she was very skeptical about it . I could see she was tired of all da nonsense the doctors told her and she was very determined &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;to ring up her solicitors&lt;/span&gt; if the docs gonna tell her "infection" again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, it struck my mind, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;she is gonna sue NHS? ...and the consultants&lt;/span&gt; that told her it was just infections ...she was telling me that &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;" they" pushed her to do that&lt;/span&gt;..come to think of it.. &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I am gonna be one of "they" she was referring in a few years' time...gosh..~gulp~  can she actually sue NHS??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kept my mouth shut about the issue and just reassured her about the scan. Hopefully the scan will provide some useful information.  Then, she heard the scan gonna be painful and she was not very keen about it..ahh...poor grandmama..she actually teared telling me this..=(... sobs..sobs....Well, i can see where she is coming from, imagining all her friends who underwent hip replacements are able to walk normally (without a cane) , no doubt she felt cheated...and not able to fly to Florida to visit her gal pal made her feel the world is getting smaller and smaller...and even sitting and getting up is painful for her...I can't blame her to make such nasty decision after 10 years of trusting doctors that told her it was just infection. Poor thing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely, I wish her well and hope she can fly to Florida soon.... i think she deserves a better quality of life especially she lost her husband years ago and paid for her granddaughter's uni tuition fees! How many grandmama will do that now? May God bless her...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18102217-115118883095107882?l=yvinne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/feeds/115118883095107882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18102217&amp;postID=115118883095107882&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18102217/posts/default/115118883095107882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18102217/posts/default/115118883095107882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/2006/06/grandmama.html' title='Grandmama'/><author><name>^yViNn3^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00587084732271119758</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-18102217.post-115118626425768239</id><published>2006-06-24T22:35:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-06-24T23:11:45.810+01:00</updated><title type='text'>DISNEYLAND</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Dad: Let's go for holiday when u come back..Wanna go HK Disneyland?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Me: Huh?? Disneyland? Ooh..okie&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am 22 and yet my dad just invited me to go Disneyland? Haha..he must be thinking I am still 5...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Mum: Go HK again? Disneyland???? Don't want...go HK so many times already&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha... it seems my mum is the one throwing tantrum here... Oh, it's because we went to HK quite a lot and she said there is nothing interesting there. But for me, I WANNA GO SHOPPING!! YES, I LOVE HONGKONG!! ( &gt;_&lt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Me: Go la.. go la...HK so nice... (trying hard to persuade my mum)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm..not fair, my parents have been travelling without me . They flew out of da country 3-4 times a year...and now it is my only chance to travel and she doesn't want! arghh I shall convince her...kekeke...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, not that i wanna go Disneyland but more of i wanna shop in HK =) the summer sale is CRAZY!!~in a daze holding many many shopping bags~ i think i might not able to control myself there..hehee..and it is cheap..keke... SALE SALE.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come to think of it, I got a bit too many holiday plans this break.. Apparently i am quite popular among my family members...haha it seems everyone wanna bring me to go holidays..my dad wanna go Disneyland with me...my eldest sis wanna go Phuket or Bali and my second sis wanna go Vietnam...blurz...kekeke..I feel so "wanted" ...hmm bet later they all sure cancel since my dad gonna bring me to Disneyland..haha...come to think of it sounds so kiddy....But it was fun though the last time when i went to Disneyland Paris with my second sis. I think she enjoyed more than me..haha..she is the bigger kid in the family. Well, she is married now but funny thing she's still da same..if given a chance to go to a themepark, i bet she would try all the rides there while her husband waves at her on the ground...;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18102217-115118626425768239?l=yvinne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/feeds/115118626425768239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18102217&amp;postID=115118626425768239&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18102217/posts/default/115118626425768239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18102217/posts/default/115118626425768239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/2006/06/disneyland.html' title='DISNEYLAND'/><author><name>^yViNn3^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00587084732271119758</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-18102217.post-115118490180212878</id><published>2006-06-24T21:59:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-06-26T22:55:45.776+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Home Sweet Home</title><content type='html'>We had our OSCE on 8th July and i think everyone did pretty good =).Let's hope everything goes smoothly . Wondering why we are still in Manchester? Well, it is because the we have to complete a Student Selected Component(SSC). ..some sorta individual attachment either to a GP or to work in a district hospital.So everyone picked the areas they wanna be in. Most of us picked to work in community setting (GP) coz that was the only area we could go back earlier. Supposingly the attachment is for 4 weeks and yet i managed to do it in 2 weeks. yay!But it was also because my GP was a nice man. hehe..lucky...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY! i am gonna fly back home soon....can't wait to stuff myself with Malaysian's food...yum yum.. ..I guess i should write down a menu for each day ...i've got too many things i wanna eat...blurz.. ;)..but on the other side, i've got a feeling i will turn into a polar bear and hibernate in my room with the air-con on full blast! Hehe, this is what u gonna be after spending most of the time in cold cold weather in this country, i think i might need some time to get use to Malaysia's scorching sun. .=(....oOh.. i think i need some cool shades to go out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aww..forgot about jetlag..hmmm darn... then maybe have to hibernate longer..=(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18102217-115118490180212878?l=yvinne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/feeds/115118490180212878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18102217&amp;postID=115118490180212878&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18102217/posts/default/115118490180212878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18102217/posts/default/115118490180212878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/2006/06/home-sweet-home.html' title='Home Sweet Home'/><author><name>^yViNn3^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00587084732271119758</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-18102217.post-114882979217082251</id><published>2006-05-28T15:49:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-05-29T23:46:04.980+01:00</updated><title type='text'>70% Ribena 30% Smirkoff</title><content type='html'>~yawN!.. got back from the boys' house at 5 am after a stupid drinking games..stopped at first round coz i just couldn't take the ribena and vodka anymore..even a small amount of alcohol could make my cerebral vessels vasodilate instantly.. and i hate migraines which will lead to vomiting...and stupid cmingo just kept pouring vodka into my ribena without telling me.. Plus David and Sandev just couldn't stop picking on me to drink...BUGGERS! i HATE THEM!! ARGH..~pIACKS piacks~that's it..the two better watch out... :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the game was funny especially when everyone had to call each other only by their surnames and David alwiz screwed up..dunno why..he was drunk i think...and as a penalty whoever who screwed up, they had to drink...muahah...There was a rule that when the last one who raises his/her hands would have to drink when the no. 5 card is out. So there the no.5 card was out, Cmingo was not concentrating or slightly off track or too excited, pointed and said " Sandev is the slowest..he drink la and he is like a tank.." kekeke.... ended up Cmingo had to drink along.. (no first name allowed). ...Yalar, Sandev is like tank so this is game is not fair, as most ppl know his alcohol tolerance is like the sky plus he ENJOYS the alcohol...aii..not fun also where as I am dying on the other side...= ( .Same thing happened to David- arghh alwiz also " Let Yvinne drink la" -too much!! ended up he had to drink with me - "Padan muka" ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I WANT REVENGE!..&lt;/span&gt;let's play a game where i can win them! ~grinning~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18102217-114882979217082251?l=yvinne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/feeds/114882979217082251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18102217&amp;postID=114882979217082251&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18102217/posts/default/114882979217082251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18102217/posts/default/114882979217082251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/2006/05/70-ribena-30-smirkoff.html' title='70% Ribena 30% Smirkoff'/><author><name>^yViNn3^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00587084732271119758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18102217.post-114822943259118906</id><published>2006-05-21T17:30:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-05-21T17:39:24.550+01:00</updated><title type='text'>I miss Malaysia...</title><content type='html'>A couple of weeks ago I went to Manchester Malaysian Night with Charz, Ray,Cmingo, Jaycen, Sandev, Han Sian,Eddy, Hang and Weng Keen- though the dining place was so- so (maybe because it was so empty and bright, it just didn't fit = ) but the performances were good. All of them were very well performed. One of them was Dikir Barat...it instantly changed my mood..to a very nostalgic one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;"Ah..I miss Malaysia"...sobs..sobs... =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the happier note, I will be flying back soon..ermm in a month's time....YAY!!oOoh..i miss Malaysian food...yummy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Checkz out the Dikir Barat performance by our fellow Malaysians in Manchester..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3KtavsY42QQ" width="600" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18102217-114822943259118906?l=yvinne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/feeds/114822943259118906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18102217&amp;postID=114822943259118906&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18102217/posts/default/114822943259118906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18102217/posts/default/114822943259118906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-miss-malaysia.html' title='I miss Malaysia...'/><author><name>^yViNn3^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00587084732271119758</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-18102217.post-114816727360314238</id><published>2006-05-20T23:50:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-05-21T00:37:15.583+01:00</updated><title type='text'>PBL Dim Sum-yummy!</title><content type='html'>Yesterday during Dr. Taggart's class, i had to go out of the room and come back in just to tell him the 4 signs of pleural effusion. ARghh.. and i had to do that 5 or 6 times before he let me sit down as he wanted it fluent! So, there i went in and out of the room...~headache~ And the worst part was Dr. O'Driscoll (another Respi. Consultant) saw me outside the room and asked me was i being naughty and got sent out from the room!? How embarassing...=(I don't like Dr. Taggart!) Weirdo... but he is pretty smart and funny..i do enjoy his teachings...aii.. i don't know...BLURzz... he is just weird...and yet he married a Malaysian.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, after the teaching i went Dim Sum-ing with my PBL mates- my PBL group consists of me, Char, Ray, Cmingo, Andy and Adam. YUPE! 4 malaysians with 1 Brit and 1 Scottish. But they are nice people, very similar to our Malaysian style of being a slacker- haha..lucky they are not those kiasu people! Maybe that's why we got along..haha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yupe, Andy likes dim sum and Adam is a newbie. So it was so hilarious when all of us were teaching Adam how to hold the chopsticks and I was laughing at him the whole time. He said i was mean...kekeke... To my surprise, Andy actually tried the most feared dish of all time- &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;"FUNG CHOW" = chicken's feet!&lt;/span&gt; hehe...he said he had to block his mind that it was chicken feet when he was eating them ...and he said it was &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;GOOD!&lt;/span&gt; COme on..to those people who have not tried before- give it a go! It is really delicious..hehe...trust me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raymond ordered really a lot of dim sum and all of them came at the same time where our table was stacking high of bamboo containers to the extent we nearly could not see the person sitting across! hehe...and here was when the excitement began-&gt;when everyone started to pick up their chopsticks and searching for the fav. dimsum hiding beneath all the bamboo containers...hehe ..everything seemed to be so chaotic! &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Andy and Adam were stunned for a moment before they realised that they need to act FAST TOO!&lt;/span&gt; hehehe....Andy told me that there was a second that he was afraid the dimsum would be gone considering all of us were so fast...keke...he kinda panicked that his fav. siew mai will be taken away from him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am glad that they were so adventurous to try- besides the "fung chow" they tried some cow's intestine too- BRAVO!! however i didn't fancy it though = - &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;and Cmingo said that cow had Crohns!&lt;/span&gt; aii....what a thing to say to them while eating it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think all of us had a good time together...yummy=).... i think Andy was happy and satisfied where as Adam was horrified of the things Chinese eat...muahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/1600/DSC06092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/320/DSC06092.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/320/DSC06094.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/1600/DSC06091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/320/DSC06091.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;I think Adam saw the "fung chow"..hehe..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18102217-114816727360314238?l=yvinne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/feeds/114816727360314238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18102217&amp;postID=114816727360314238&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18102217/posts/default/114816727360314238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18102217/posts/default/114816727360314238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/2006/05/pbl-dim-sum-yummy.html' title='PBL Dim Sum-yummy!'/><author><name>^yViNn3^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00587084732271119758</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-18102217.post-114816471812366040</id><published>2006-05-20T23:02:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-05-21T14:21:41.610+01:00</updated><title type='text'>YAY! My first time working ...</title><content type='html'>Ah...Last Wednesday i was at Undergraduate Medic Building helping out for the Year 5 OSCE. Besides of getting a hint what should i expect in Final OSCE i also earned GBP40. Good deal huh? But come to think of it, hmm...wasn't that good after 50 students performing fundoscopy on me, tapping my jaw to elicit jaw jerk, reading Snellen chart over and over again till i could memorise all of the alphabets there. Well, if you are medical student i supposed u should have guessed it was Cranial nerves examination station. Yes, i was a simulated patient for the day. I would say they all have done pretty well! At least I am not too worried about them treating me next time...hehe..oh yeah, i got free lunch too and tea time break..yummy...if u are a manchester medic- do try to sign up as a helper next time! but on the downside, u never know what kind of simulated patient u gonna be..=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OOh..the much awaited "&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;THE DA VINCE CODE&lt;/span&gt;" was on screen in UK yesterday. It was a massive crowd there when i arrived at 8.45pm ,hoping to watch 9pm show. Guess what??-The tickets for 9 pm and 9.45 pm were sold out! What a shock to all of us because we never encounter such craze before over a movie here. This movie is really something huh? Especially being hyped up by the media so much and created quite a stir among the Christians. Well, after much anticipation for this movie, all of us settled for the 10.30pm show. Despite there was 1.5 hour before the show, there was already a crowd lining up there- in front of the cinema entrance... &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Oh god, never had i lined up 1.5 hour before a show!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my disappointment, the movie was not something that i expected..sad~ I thought the movie was a bit slow- paced though, not as thrilling as how the book was written. Isnt that irony? It had never crossed my mind that a story told through a book would be better than a 3D technology? In other words, I am even more impressed with Dan Brown's ingenious writing skills- a very well written story! If i were to compare, i think the movie kind of killed the whole twists and the thrills of the story. There were many scenes cut which made the whole story very straight forward and simple! I did not quite like the fact how they made Sophie Neveu a plain girl and how every puzzle was unfolded by Robert Langdon. I clearly remember that it was Sophie who revealed the mystery of mirror image text on the rose box. Where is the feminism idealogy that was much discussed about in the book? stupid director-must be a sexist! jk...bottom line of this movie, i think everyone should watch it as a normal thriller movie and should not be so taken in with the storyline. Watch it with an open heart is the best bet =)..I am sure there are people who got very upset about how Mr. Brown twisted the whole origin of Christianity but come to think of it- why did u let a story like that shake your belief? Just let it go!...and enjoy the movie.... Cheers people!! Go get an ice cream..gosh it is warm here!! hehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18102217-114816471812366040?l=yvinne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/feeds/114816471812366040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18102217&amp;postID=114816471812366040&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18102217/posts/default/114816471812366040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18102217/posts/default/114816471812366040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/2006/05/yay-my-first-time-working.html' title='YAY! My first time working ...'/><author><name>^yViNn3^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00587084732271119758</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-18102217.post-114790888731044694</id><published>2006-05-18T00:18:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-05-20T23:50:44.330+01:00</updated><title type='text'>After Progress Test..</title><content type='html'>Ahh...finally progress test was over. It was on last Monday afternoon. Well, the paper was tough i would say. I thought i was the only one but thank gooodnes most people said the questions were very ambiguous too. At least it is a good sign ..phew...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time there were many surgical questions and emergency procedures, not to say we didn't know what to do but the choices given were so close that kind of got us confused which one should be the first. I supposed we think too much and our minds went cuckoo. Most of the time we were thinking -&lt;br /&gt;" Aha, is this a trick question or what? how? should it be A, B , C or D or E? " Before u could realise it, 5 minutes might have passed and there u go wasting time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The paper started at 2 pm and we got 2.5 hours to complete the paper. So, at 3.30pm i still got 50 questions to go and I panicked. I knew i have not got enough time to finish all if i kept the same pace thinking left and right about which answer should i pick so i decided to speed up. For most of the questions, i just picked the first answer that i "think" I would do/ perform the investigation or management plans . So it was like super duper fast- i didn't even have time to read the questions - i just screened through it...OH Please hope there was no trick question. Darn the paper! Thinking i was the slowest, end up i found out there were people who were not able to complete them. Poor thing...i gotta admit these sort questions are those u know it or u don't. Coz no matter how long u think, u will NEVER get it- Learned my lesson, I SHOULD HAVE SPENT MORE TIME IN THE WARDS!!! arghh... have to be more kiasu..hmm i wonder how the year 1 and year 2 feel? coz there were only 2 physiology questions and obviously they are not allowed in the wards yet which means they will have no idea how to tackle those management questions. AH, but maybe all they need to do is score 2% to pass? hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, let's just hope everyone passes....=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18102217-114790888731044694?l=yvinne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/feeds/114790888731044694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18102217&amp;postID=114790888731044694&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18102217/posts/default/114790888731044694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18102217/posts/default/114790888731044694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/2006/05/after-progress-test.html' title='After Progress Test..'/><author><name>^yViNn3^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00587084732271119758</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-18102217.post-114748009052434403</id><published>2006-05-13T01:10:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-05-13T01:28:10.533+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Stress level rising..</title><content type='html'>Progress test is just around the corner... hmm in fact it is on next Monday and i am still in a daze..trying to familiarise myself with all of da management plans for various diseases...arghh... stress stress....blurzz... How am i gonna pass? especially i was told by my seniors that my year is filled with "kiasu" people. Yes, there are kiasu Brits here... and i have already encountered one...sometimes it makes me wonder whether was she ever being brought up in Singapore before? Hmm..i wonder..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          Apart from my stress level is rising every minute ...YAY! i got a community GP placement for my Student Selective Component ( a one-to-one attachment with a doctor). This means i got a very high chance of coming home early! wOOHoo....Can't wait to get back..hehe... I got a whole lot things to buy and to do..yeahh.. i have already planned what i wanna do and where i wanna eat...i gotta give some motivations to myself right? hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;           It SPRING TIME here..The weather in Manchester is REALLY WARM now.. argh.. it's about 15 -20degrees..and i am sweating like a pig while walking to hospital..haha...i know it is considered  rather cool for other fellow Malaysians but my body has already conditioned to the minus zero winter-like weather here.. U may ask how am i gonna survive Msia? i tHink i am just gonna hibernate in my air conditioned room ..keke and get my parents to bring food back....yummy... yeah i know i am a pig... hmm..maybe i'll try to get out sometimes....=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;               Ooh..another thing DA VINCI CODE the movie is coming soon...i am excited...hehe..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18102217-114748009052434403?l=yvinne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/feeds/114748009052434403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18102217&amp;postID=114748009052434403&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18102217/posts/default/114748009052434403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18102217/posts/default/114748009052434403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/2006/05/stress-level-rising.html' title='Stress level rising..'/><author><name>^yViNn3^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00587084732271119758</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-18102217.post-114668293982943634</id><published>2006-05-03T19:50:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-05-10T17:13:52.916+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Progress Test</title><content type='html'>hmmm 15th May 2006 is the day where Year 1-5 Manchester medics will have to sit for this paper- Summer Progress Test. One paper, 125 MCQ for all 5 years. How odd? Well, i still don't really know the theory behind it. But of course the passing mark for each year differs. So, for the year 1, i would expect perhaps 10% is the passing mark! So, simply "tembak" the 125 questions also can pass...hmm i wish i am in Year 1 now. Basically, they will average the mean marks for each year and determine a passing mark. But there is a catch, if your fellow mates are those super kiasu and darn smart-hmm..bad news! This will lead to a high mean mark which means this will also bring up the passing mark for your year. Therefore, there is a chance that u might fail. So, watch out and get to know all your fellow friends. If they are those kiasu types, u better start converting yourself to one too. Okay, that counteract technique only works for Year 1 and Year 2. FOR Year 3,4.5, this does not work. WHy? because we have direct entry students from St. Andrews and Malaysia. Plus we have 5 hospital bases for Manchester Medics, thus it is impossible to gauge everyone's standard. SO, only way to pass- be as kiasu as you can! arghh...life is tough...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am panicking.... pray hard for me..=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18102217-114668293982943634?l=yvinne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/feeds/114668293982943634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18102217&amp;postID=114668293982943634&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18102217/posts/default/114668293982943634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18102217/posts/default/114668293982943634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/2006/05/summer-progress-test.html' title='Summer Progress Test'/><author><name>^yViNn3^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00587084732271119758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18102217.post-114609763386021621</id><published>2006-04-26T23:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-05-05T01:37:48.786+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Amsterdam Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/1600/DSC05942.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 271px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" height="320" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/320/DSC05942.jpg" width="281" 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://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/1600/DSCN6552.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/1600/DSCN6525.jpg"&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;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;(can u spot the 3 clowns in the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/1600/DSCN6525.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="229" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/320/DSCN6525.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;backgro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/1600/DSCN6552.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 303px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 248px" height="240" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/320/DSCN6552.jpg" width="303" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;und?)&lt;/span&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;Next , we visited the National Monument, New CHurch, Royal Palace and the Sex Museum. ChECK OUT THE pics..Oh.. i was helping out with a street performer too! Haha..that was fun! 10 mins of fame with all the eyes on both of us !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/f0YlpAiSh8M" width="600" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/1600/DSC05961.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/320/DSC05961.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/1600/DSCN6559.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/320/DSCN6559.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;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 233px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 305px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="143" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/320/P1010056.0.jpg" width="128" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;~Sex&lt;/span&gt; museum on Damrak- Look how happy they were!!~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeahh...IT was TEATIME- back to our PANCAKE HOUSE! YUMMY...we had 4 large delicious pancakes and it was EXPENSIVE...sobss..however they were finger licking good! ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After a hearty meal at the pancake bakery, we made our way to Leisenpleind( "le- ser - plonk")- apparently it is like Bangsar - filled with restaurants and there is where Hard Rock Cafe located. This was where i lost my Tram ticket too..sobss.. how careless...and Ray called me "MONT BLANG" (equivalent to careless/silly/clumsy) - a new dutch word he created ! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;~Here, we were lepaking at this beautiful park opposite Van Gogh Museum with our Hard Rock Cafe bags..~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/1600/DSC01583.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/320/DSC01583.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/1600/DSC01581.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 237px" height="208" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/320/DSC01581.jpg" width="176" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/1600/DSC01581.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/1600/DSC01583.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/1600/DSC01583.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/1600/DSC01581.jpg"&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;Well, the signs and symptoms of being fatigue, lack of sleep are kicking in- PLUS WE WERE HUNGRY! aND what a sad day, we were rejected by this tiny indonesian restaurant because we didn't have reservation! I think they can only cater 10 people one night judging of their super small dining area. ARGHH...we were hungry and tired..Cmingo was frustrated too and he picked the next Indonesian restaurant on the street..and it turned out to be a reallyyy posh one...we wondered we had enough to pay...&lt;br /&gt;Haha...obviously we ordered the cheapest set menu and it was not too bad!..check out the ambience...=)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/1600/DSCN6590.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 337px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 259px" height="259" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/320/DSCN6590.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/1600/indodinner.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/320/indodinner.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;/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;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/320/sleeping.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;~cMingo fell asleep after a hearty meal!~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Next stop~...hard core stuffs...ahha....we were heading to a coffeeshop...not exactly to drink any cappucino or latte...coffeeshop here means WEED shop where u can eat space cake, hash brownies, hash milkshake and roll your own weed rollies...LEGALLY! Caution: u are not supposed to smoke , eat and drink altogether the same time... ! well, being the noobies..we did all 3 altogether despite the warning and i ended up with serious tachycardia,palpation, generalised tingling sensation and the need to keep myself conscious by voluntarily keeping my eyes opened! I wasn't even high but it was a terrifying experience ..felt like angina... tot gonna end up in A&amp;E.. this is the flaw of being a medical student...we tend to think too much... I supposed i kinda overdosed myself with the brownies.. IT WAS DELICIOUS..haha.. i ate and ate like there was no tomorrow...Chia Ming was the first one to go down.....he practically sat there quietly and he had the same effects like mine...jaycen didn't take enuf dose to get the effect..ray's effects were delayed despite taking multiple puffs, eating the half hash muffin and drinking one glass of hash milkshake!! High tolerance huh? He was complaining all night that the coffeeshop cheated him since he didn't even feel the slightest effect at all...haha well, the effects kicked in while we were back at the hotel and he described that he was floating on a leaf!! Hahaa... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/1600/weed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/320/weed.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/1600/weed.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/1600/weed.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/1600/weed.jpg"&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;We slept for 12 hours and wasted half of the day ...despite the long rest, i still felt a bit dreamy... ..everyone was pretty stoned and dehydrated too. We finally got out of our room at 1 pm and had brunch at this cosy cafe at Leisepleind. It was a sunny day! yeah!! Mission of the was to cover 3 museums 1. Heineken 2. Rembrandt and Vermeer museum 3. Van Gogh museum&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 322px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="240" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/320/P1010078.0.jpg" width="332" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;~Brunch at Leisenpleind~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Heineken EXPerience - totally worth it...10 EURO for admission and u get 3 beers and a free Heineken Glass.. They have motion ride too as a Heineken bottle and some funny karaoke sessions where u can record it like a music video. Ray and Cmingo did it and it was HILARIOUS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/320/heineken.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/320/heinekenbottles.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Next stop was Rijkmuseum. housing the paintings of Rembrandts and Vermeer. We were seriously trying very hard to appreciate the art..but guesssed all of us were still in a daze. I was literally staring blanking at Rembrandts' portrait for a few minutes and the guy next to me snapped me back to reality by asking me " Don't u think he looked bored there?" I was still half blur and answered him " I think they are supposed to look like that? " Haha..blur to the max. I was eventually spaced out ..and he thought i was deep in thoughts...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/1600/entranceremb.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/320/entranceremb.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/1600/rijkmuseum.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="254" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/320/rijkmuseum.jpg" width="334" 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;/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;Van Gogh was another famous artist and he was known for his modern art. But Chia Ming think he could paint better. Haha... I have to admit Van Gogh's paintings are a bit abstract and sometimes too simple. The famous "Sunflower" was there too! =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We finished visiting all the museums at 6 pm ! Woohoo.. actually that was the time they close. Haha...and i suggested to eat Japanese food. I know , why on earth should we eat jap in amsterdam?..but trust me this Jap. restaurant was really good! AND LUCKY Lucky, THEY were doing this promotion where we can eat all we want but the catch was, we only could order 20 items each time and must finish everything before we could place the next order. Well, being with 3 kiasu hungry boys, within 30 mins, we already on our 3 rounds! Hahah..the food was REALLY GOOD AND FRESH!! we were so glad we went there... in total we ate 120 items (6 rounds) the boys were really stuffing themselves with sushi...ray was trying to make it to 8th round but he gave up....yummy...and we only paid 18 euros..cheap cheap!&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;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/1600/sushi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 299px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 293px" height="320" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/320/sushi.jpg" width="286" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/320/japbuffet.jpg" border="0" /&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;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/1600/fullsushi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="256" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/320/fullsushi.jpg" width="320" 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;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/1600/ordering.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 307px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 217px" height="217" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/320/ordering.jpg" width="320" 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;Highlight of the day..or rather the whole trip...we were heading to the RLD- the infamous red light district. We paid 20 euros to watch a live sex show and strip tease. The funny part was, the couple that performed the intercourse looked so bored! Haha.. i supposed they were tired having to do it over and over again that night. Besides that, there were other gals performing other tricks too (dun ask me what =) ,with the clothes off of course and with some male volunteers from the crowds.. well, as usual, Ray and Cmingo regretted not sitting on the front row!! ...and for the last show called "Banana", there was this really HUGE african lady made her appearance and she was looking for some volunteers to help her out on stage. I supposed u could guess what the male had to do with the banana huh? hehehe...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I can tell u that, everyone was so shocked when she came out , for most guys i think it was a turn off! haha..plus she was looking for a volunteer....ooo... not even the most sporting guy volunteered himself...When i looked at the boys, Ray and Cmingo were busy shielding their faces and muttering " dun come here..dun pick me" ..I saw fear in their faces! Hahaha... rAY was complaining he was terrified and wanted his money back! haha... Cmingo said " if she ever come near me, i will run out as fast as possible" Haha.. i enjoyed myself there..not for the sex show but the expressions of the two boys...- PRICELESS! They were HORRIFIED, MORTIFIED AND PETRIFIED BY THAT WOMAN! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/1600/rld.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/320/rld.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Red Light District of Amsterdam- where gals display themselves in small glass cubicles, beckoning you to go inside. Ranging from all races, from standard price 50 euros to 70 euros...depending how "hot" they are!&lt;/span&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;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/1600/excursion.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" height="320" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/320/excursion.jpg" width="251" 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;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/1600/excursion.jpg"&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;/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;Day 3- Woke up at 9 am so that we could join the excursion at 10am. WE were going to see the windmills, clogs factory, cheese farm and fishing villages (Marken and Volendam). To our surprise, this excursion was filled with people &gt;50 in age wise and we were the youngest brats there..a bit lost..=) especially raymond laughed so loud sometimes...kinda attract a lot of attention to our group...even our tour guide was an elderly lady..but she was speaking in english and french...so cool ya?... chiaming was trying hard to pick up some french words..haha..failed like anything....&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;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/1600/busexcursion.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/320/busexcursion.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/1600/windmills1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/320/windmills1.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;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/1600/clogs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 246px" height="246" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/320/clogs.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;~On the bus to see windmills...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/1600/clog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/320/clog.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/1600/clogs.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/1600/clogs.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/1600/clogs.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/1600/clogs.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/1600/clogs.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/1600/clogs.jpg"&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;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/1600/clogs.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/1600/clogs.jpg"&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;/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;Next destination - cheese farm where u can try different types of cheese. The 3 boys ate so much of the samples!! so embarassing..and never buy anything from there... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/1600/cheese.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/320/cheese.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/1600/volendam.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/320/volendam.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;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;~Volendam - fishing village~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/1600/volendam2.jpg"&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;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/1600/rawherring.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/320/rawherring.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/1600/volendam2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/320/volendam2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;~We tried raw herring (a type of fish where the Dutch eat it raw)- hence the name. Pretty good though...~&lt;/span&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;Next was the cruise to Marken- another fishing village...took this opportunity to try all sorts of local food here and it was expensive! well, this also led to Cmingo and Jaycen arguing about how much they ate each other's food...aii.boyz...&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 width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XKEwOLa_dOQ"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XKEwOLa_dOQ" width="600" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZmdvQQ17Ems" width="600" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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;Finally we reached Marken after a 20 min cruise ride... hmm nothing special actually. ..just another small village...with mini houses. Well,the boys spent more on food there... After that, we headed back to the city to catch a train to Keukenhof Gardens- the famous flower garden in Holland! A must-see tourist spot. What a tiring day...&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;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/1600/jaycenherring.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 222px" height="225" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/320/jaycenherring.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/1600/jaycenherring.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 218px" height="227" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/320/cruise.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/1600/jaycenherring.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/1600/jaycenherring.jpg"&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;Keukenhof Gardens- located 19miles away from Amsterdam which required us to board a train to Leiden and then another direct bus to Keukenhof. Well, the garden was HUGE!! they seriously should put some mini trains there for tourists because it is impossible to walk the whole area without getting lost. The tulips were gorgeous and so were many other flowers....check out our photography skills... looks like Microsoft wallpapers...=) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/1600/flower2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/320/flower2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/1600/sakura.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/320/sakura.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;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;~Cherry blossoms!! looked like we were in Japan huh? hehe... it was so beautiful..~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/1600/tulip.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/320/tulip.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/1600/yellow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/320/yellow.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/1600/flowers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/320/flowers.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/1600/flowers1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/320/flowers1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/1600/keukenhof.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/320/keukenhof.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/1600/ornament.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/320/ornament.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/1600/posingkeukonhof.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/320/posingkeukonhof.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/1600/tulips4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/320/tulips4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/1600/joey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/320/joey.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;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/1600/flowerming.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/320/flowerming.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/1600/raykeu.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/320/raykeu.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/1600/tulipfarm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/320/tulipfarm.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/1600/orange.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/320/orange.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/1600/tulipfarm4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/320/tulipfarm4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/320/ahbeng.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5pdYzrAUY24" width="600" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;~Something Cmingo tot was romantic to do...check out who he did it with...~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, after our 3 hours aimless tour at Keukenhof, we were back in da city. Well, how could we leave out the Magic Mushroom especially Ray kept on talking about it since DAY 1. So, when the boys went to buy a box while i went shopping. When i met them back at the hotel, they were just getting ready to try the magical mushroom which sent them to "La la Land". Haha... after much persuasion, i gave in to the 3 musketeers and tried a tiny mushroom. Well, i felt hot flushes on my face within 20 minutes! But nothing further..thank god... Guess what happened to Ray and Cmingo who ate like they never eaten mushroom before ? They were DEFINITELY NOT THEMSELVES! tHey kept on grinning all the time...and i am serious...like some maniacs....so creepy... Chia Ming said he couldn't think of anything sad and he felt very enlightened...On the other hand, Ray said he felt very light as if he could fly...~shake head~..so, can u imagine how creepy was that ? Ray and Cmingo would just laugh hysterically when they looked at each other....and i meant continuous laughter like a chain reaction...one started laughing and the other would follow...even they managed to stop, they would still be grinning....Aii..it was embarassing.... being the loudest again in the restaurant... sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/1600/hrcdinner.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/320/hrcdinner.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;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/1600/magicmush.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/320/magicmush.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/1600/cmingohigh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/320/cmingohigh.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/1600/highfaces.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/320/highfaces.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;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;~Pay close attention to their expressions, especially to Cmingo...weird... their pupils were dilated all night..no light reflex at all..haha..~&lt;/span&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;Anyway to summarise, we had a good trip and Amsterdam is definitely a great place for buddies to go! Though it was short but it was memorable. My very first trip with friends to overseas- a place where u need to take &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;aeroplane&lt;/span&gt; to go..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;"I am so excited! my first trip with friends that requires my passport to be stamped" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Cmingo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Huh?? blurz..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18102217-114609763386021621?l=yvinne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/feeds/114609763386021621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18102217&amp;postID=114609763386021621&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18102217/posts/default/114609763386021621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18102217/posts/default/114609763386021621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/2006/04/amsterdam-trip_26.html' title='Amsterdam Trip'/><author><name>^yViNn3^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00587084732271119758</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-18102217.post-114566755650076921</id><published>2006-04-22T00:53:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-04-26T22:54:55.963+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Amsterdam Trip</title><content type='html'>Well, perhaps u might have guessed it now the 3 stooges i went Amsterdam with..yupe..they are RAY,CMINGO AND JAYCEN!! How on earth i ended up going Amsterdam with them? 3 guys and 1 girl in Amsterdam? Hmm.. i really don't know..but they were great companies! If you think you know them well, think twice! trust me, they revealed their inner sides that ppl have not seen before...haha..sounds scary huh? Nah..jk...they were just really crazy ...blame the drugs? maybe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, let me tell u about our journey...first, we didn't sleep the night before . Guess what we were doing?The boys started drinking, gossipping and even played TABOO! how kiddy huh? Funny part was, Cmingo and Jaycen were paired up and they didn't get to score a point in the first round! As usual, they ended up arguing and blaming each other on their limited vocabulary..~shake head~ This is a typical scene u would see everyday ~ oF COUrse, Ray and I beat them flat in the first round..hehe..but later it was the reverse...they beat us flatter than a dutch pancake..arghh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We landed in Amsterdam Schipol International Airport at 9.30a.m. I was impressed with the airport- it was like a shopping centre in there! After collecting our luggage we made our way to the city which took us 20 mins by train.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/1600/DSC05931.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" height="244" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/320/DSC05931.1.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/1600/DSC05932.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/320/DSC05932.1.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;~in the airplane to Amsterdam~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 293px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="240" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/320/DSC05935.1.jpg" width="31" border="0" /&gt;~On the train from Schipol Airport to Amsterdam CEntral~ (it was a double decker train..cool) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amsterdam..wow...so many canals..163 with 1000++ bridges! Basically the whole city is built on water. Let me explain why this country is called "The Netherlands". It simply means "Low Land" and this country has no mountain at all! Serious, try to look afar and u see nothing blocking at all! impressive huh? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/320/DSCN6495.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After checking in at our hotel, we decided to go to a market nearby but unfortunately it was Easter Monday and it was closed. Then we went for our very first Dutch breakfast by the Prisengacht canal. Yummy..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/1600/DSCN6517.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" height="216" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/320/DSCN6517.jpg" width="270" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/1600/DSCN6498.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/320/DSCN6498.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/1600/DSCN6517.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/1600/DSCN6517.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/1600/DSCN6498.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/1600/DSCN6498.jpg"&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;~Eating breakfast (toastie)by the canal ~ &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After our delicious breakfast, we headed to Anne Frank House- but there was a long queue stretching from the entrance to the end of the street. Hmm.. I thought they were just displaying her diary during the WWW II written in German! - which none of us could decipher. ..sigh...Therefore, we, being the stingy fellas, we decided to forgo it and went for PANCAKES!! yum yum.. it was just 15 mins after our breakfast and we were gonna eat again. =)Surprisingly, the pancake shop was not opened and yet there was already a queue!! ARgh...why?? despite that, we still jumped into the queue and waited patiently... Apparently this shop produces the best Pancakes! ....hmm 5 mins passed...10 mins...15...mins..heard Ray complaining about the shop "jual mahal"...Cmingo joined in the session with Ray...and i looked behind me, the queue actually got longer.. FINALLy, a man came out from the shop ..explaining to us that they were experiencing some technical problems and only would be able to start business an hour later..."what the?" Technical problems in a pancake shop?? how odd... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;                                  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/1600/DSCN6498.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18102217-114566755650076921?l=yvinne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/feeds/114566755650076921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18102217&amp;postID=114566755650076921&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18102217/posts/default/114566755650076921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18102217/posts/default/114566755650076921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/2006/04/amsterdam-trip.html' title='Amsterdam Trip'/><author><name>^yViNn3^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00587084732271119758</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-18102217.post-114554754244828141</id><published>2006-04-20T16:33:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-04-21T00:31:27.046+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Back from Windmills, Tulips and Weed Land...</title><content type='html'>Just got back from my Easter trip with 3 guys! Yeah.. 3 guys and 1 gal on a trip to Amsterdam ! Outrageous it you may say...but it was great! ...I am sooo exhausted and hung over...over what? I shall tell u later... haven't had any good sleep for 4 nights..~yawn~..well, it is AMSTERDAM!! keep track of my upcoming stories and find out who the guys i went with...AND what we did there...~grin~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18102217-114554754244828141?l=yvinne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/feeds/114554754244828141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18102217&amp;postID=114554754244828141&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18102217/posts/default/114554754244828141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18102217/posts/default/114554754244828141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/2006/04/back-from-windmills-tulips-and-weed.html' title='Back from Windmills, Tulips and Weed Land...'/><author><name>^yViNn3^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00587084732271119758</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-18102217.post-114479698431223926</id><published>2006-04-11T23:15:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-04-12T03:01:07.436+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Unlock the Code..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/1600/images1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 156px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 228px" height="140" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/320/images1.jpg" width="129" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; WOW...&lt;br /&gt;Blockbuster perfection. An exhilaratingly brainy thriller.&lt;br /&gt;Not since the advent of Harry Potter has an author so flagrantly&lt;br /&gt;delighted in leading readers on a breathless chase and coaxing them&lt;br /&gt;through hoops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;--Janet Maslin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;THE NEW YORK TIMES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A new master of smart thrills.&lt;br /&gt;A pulse-quickening, brain-teasing adventure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;--PEOPLE MAGAZINE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is pure genius.&lt;br /&gt;Dan Brown has to be one of the best, smartest,&lt;br /&gt;and most accomplished writers in the country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;--NELSON DEMILLE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thriller writing doesn't get any better than this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;--DENVER POST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Ingeniously written.&lt;br /&gt;The Da Vinci Code is ONE HELL OF A READ!&lt;br /&gt;A multi layered, highly sophiscated thriller.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;--YVINNE TANG&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;The Secret Life of Leonardo da Vinci&lt;br /&gt;A prankster and genius, Leonardo da Vinci is widely believed to have hidden secret messages within much of his artwork. Most scholars agree that even Da Vinci's most famous pieces—works like The Mona Lisa, The Last Supper, and Madonna of the Rocks—contain startling anomalies that all seem to be whispering the same cryptic message…a message that hints at a shocking historical secret which allegedly has been guarded since 1099 by a European secret society known as the Priory of Sion...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------I have just finished reading this book and I am left speechless......&lt;br /&gt;A mystery that challenges our intelligence, and enough believable twists and turns to keep us turning the pages. It is an incredibly stunning thriller that will provoke much debate. Dan Brown's extensive research on secret societies and symbology adds intellectual depth to this page-turning thriller. He's pretty brainy huh? or maybe a nerd? hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;......And The Last Supper holds the most astonishing coded secrets of all...well if u ever decide to read The Da Vinci Code, i think you will never see this famous painting in quite the same way again..what a brilliant piece..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;........Now i feel like going to Musée du Louvre again..I had been there a couple of years ago but obviously i only focussed my attention to Mona Lisa..busy squeezing with the rest of the tourists there so that i could get a good pic of the priceless artwork.. Hmm..didn't even remember seeing The Last Supper..haha.. i got bored after a while in there and eventually got lost in there! It's like a maze.Well FYI, it is the longest building ever built on earth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..............Gotta visit Paris again one day...=)I wanna drink coffee at Lés Champs-Elysées...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18102217-114479698431223926?l=yvinne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/feeds/114479698431223926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18102217&amp;postID=114479698431223926&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18102217/posts/default/114479698431223926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18102217/posts/default/114479698431223926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/2006/04/unlock-code.html' title='Unlock the Code..'/><author><name>^yViNn3^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00587084732271119758</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-18102217.post-114453756954165907</id><published>2006-04-08T22:34:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-04-11T09:32:10.170+01:00</updated><title type='text'>RaymOnd's Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/1600/DSC05890.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 298px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 208px" height="240" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/320/DSC05890.jpg" width="345" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On 7th April 2006, our senior citizen of Year 3 Hope Hospital , Mr. RaymOnd Choy turned 25! According to ChiaMing, he is 1/4 of a century which made him sound really old. Well, i suppose 25 isn't that old for a guy right? Some say life begins at 25 (only applies for men and when u are earning big bucks) . If u are still a student then it is a different case...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let me tell u what happened on 7th April 2006. First we had our Basic Support Life tutorial at 11 am and yet Raymond and ChiaMing still managed to be 20 minutes late. Bad bad, must be the late night outing with David! Oh, David finally came from Leicester after he FFK us numerous times (as usual). After the tedious BLS where i had to do nearly 100 chest compressions on a dummy, i was half dead with SOB especially i only slept for 3 hours the night before. Not that i was engaged in anything but currenly i am suffering from insomnia. Strangely, i only manage to sleep at 5am every night no matter how tired i am. I have tried everything from not taking naps in the afternoon, waking up early and going to gym...but all these attempts failed to put me to sleep. Any remedies to recommend? Please do inform me...=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to my story, after the class, Charlene and I had this great plan of making muffins for Raymond with "Happy Birthday" candles on each of them. So we rushed to buy the ingredients and went home to start our super plan! Phew... luckily those muffins turned out fine and we even did a few short movie clips with birthday dedications for Raymond. (just to show Ray, Chia Ming and Jaycen that we didn't buy from Morrisson or Greggs 3 for 99p...we just got a feeling they would say we bought it from the stores...HEHEHE) ..HMMM i would have to say it was a very hectic day for us as we rushed to the city after that to buy a birthday card for him and Charlene went to pick up the cake with Jaycen. Within 2 hours, we rushed back home to do final preparations such as burning the movie clips, arranging muffins and dressing up. As a result, I ended up with a migraine and the medication i took wasn't even helping. arghhh... &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/1600/DSC05887.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 283px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 188px" height="188" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/320/DSC05887.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was raining heavily that night and it was the first time i heard thunder in UK! We only arrived at 9.30pm where everyone already finished eating and i only got the left over pizzas ...=( Anyway, i was also busy socializing with other people hehe..(PoKChien also came from Leeds) So it was a good night at their house although it was a bit cramp in there. At 10.30 when our seniors decided to leave, we brought out the muffins with "Happy Birthday" candles plus a musical candle that played the BIRTHDAY song. Lena was the one holding it..haha she kept on complaining how silly she looked with it. So, everyone sang the birthday song and Ray blew the candles on the muffins and then his real birthday cake made its appearance and this time he wasn't expecting it. I would say he was genuinely happy to see how much efforts we put for this. hehe....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After everything- cutting cake, saying goodbyes to some guests...we quickly changed our outifts as we were heading to Teasers later(a club with gals wearing micro skirts dancing on the bartop, something like coyote ugly=)). In case you are wondering, it was Raymond's idea !hehe..Anyway, I reckon everyone should pay close attention at Lena, WHAT A BABE she was that night! hehhe..she was transformed into this sexy kitten in her clubbing outfits... Of course, she's Cmingo's kitten. ...hehe...bet ChiaMing was happy that night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I have to say Teasers wasn't that great that night coz the music sucked! I had no idea what kind of music they played there..nothing close to R&amp;B at all...how sad....therefore everyone was just stoning away..especially me, pokchien and david....plus my migraine was killing me too...=( Well,I thought at least I could see Cmingo and Lena dirty dancing ...since Lena was so HOT that night....sobs..sobs..hmm...nothing happened...but they were still very cute that night...hehe.... The highlight of the night- Our Mr. Raymond was really DRUNK...he was falling all over the place, barely could stand on his own feet and talking nonsense all the time. The guys even had to drag him out of the club to bring him home..poor thing! ChiaMing took this opportunity to ask him a series of questions that made everyone burst into laughters!! Raymond's answers were so hilarious....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Raymond was drunk, so everyone decided to leave since the atmosphere was quite dull afteralll. Later, I heard from the boys, there were more funny scenes of Raymond when they were back home....hehe....I wonder what he did this time.. ...=) &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/1600/DSC05900.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 291px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px" height="240" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/320/DSC05900.jpg" width="329" 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;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/1600/DSC05902.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 290px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 278px" height="278" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/320/DSC05902.jpg" width="299" 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;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/1600/lena.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 287px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 234px" height="234" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/320/lena.jpg" width="302" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; cHeck out Lena!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/1600/DSC05904.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 286px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" height="240" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/320/DSC05904.jpg" width="310" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PokChien and David stoning away..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/1600/DSC05904.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/1600/DSC05899.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 301px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" height="240" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/320/DSC05899.jpg" width="302" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amanda and Justin..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/reHf37zqxt8"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/reHf37zqxt8" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="600" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/eQa4ae4VnoQ"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/eQa4ae4VnoQ" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="600" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18102217-114453756954165907?l=yvinne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/feeds/114453756954165907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18102217&amp;postID=114453756954165907&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18102217/posts/default/114453756954165907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18102217/posts/default/114453756954165907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/2006/04/raymonds-birthday.html' title='RaymOnd&apos;s Birthday'/><author><name>^yViNn3^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00587084732271119758</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-18102217.post-114394281442898146</id><published>2006-04-02T02:51:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-04-02T23:57:35.976+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Being a fasHIONista...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/1600/newwomanmay2006.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/320/newwomanmay2006.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was just browsing thru some magazines at a store today after my A&amp;amp;E attachment this morning. I picked up a fashion magazine with Kiera Knightley on the cover page...i headed to the till and paid the rest of the items i got.bLa BLa..bla.. went home, made lunch, went to gym, dinner, read some TIA and stroke management (trying hard to concentrate but failed) I thought I should take a break and enjoy my fashion magazine -NEw WOman UK May issue...hehee.... flicked the few pages, the same old thing- beauty product ads on the first 9 pages... and on page 10, something caught my eye or rather someone that looked particularly familiar to me. To my surprise, IT WAS me-MYSELF! covering nearly 1/3 of the page. ..took me a few seconds to calm myself down..HAHA.. totally shocked that i actually made it to the "You've been papped" as the header. I supposed it meant being photographed by paparazzis! Considering this magazine interviewed a bunch of women from all over UK, i am so glad they picked me..heheheh.... The most flattering thing is i was the only Asian that made it in "the hall of fame". PHew.. LUCKily it wasn't about how bad i dressed but the whole two-paged column was featuring stylish fashionistas in UK. =)Sadly, i didn't win the best- dressed, it was some Paris Hilton look-alike from London... but who cares! I made it in the magazine..haha and probably a million British women are flicking the magazine now and thinking -" Hmm...well, i see Asian gals have some sense of style too, not bad not bad"..muHAHAHA...maybe now they will see us (Asian gurls) in a different light... i wonder...&lt;br /&gt;I WONder should i tell my parents about it, they might just question me why i was in the club instead..haha..&lt;br /&gt;p/s: I think my face looked a bit puffed in the pic..gosh..like i had face oedema..still.. i am in a fashion magazine... ~in a daze~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18102217-114394281442898146?l=yvinne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/feeds/114394281442898146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18102217&amp;postID=114394281442898146&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18102217/posts/default/114394281442898146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18102217/posts/default/114394281442898146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/2006/04/being-fashionista.html' title='Being a fasHIONista...'/><author><name>^yViNn3^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00587084732271119758</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-18102217.post-114394255395646730</id><published>2006-04-02T02:47:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-04-02T02:59:10.206+01:00</updated><title type='text'>An encounter with Gary Neville</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/1600/gneville3732.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/320/gneville3732.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; For some that don't follow football, Gary Neville is a defender from Manchester United Team. It happened so that i bumped into him last week and he was holding the door for me...gUESS WHERE? HAHA MAS office in Manchester! I wonder what he was doing there? Planning to visit Msia sometime soon? Anyway i wouldn't recognise him if Cmingo and Raymond who were with me froze like an ice when Gary held the door. I was thinking what was the matter with them? when i turned back i saw their eyes popped out in disbelief and stood there rooted to the ground with their mouths wide opened. When i got hold of the door,Gary stepped out , walked away leaving me and the boys behind(still in shocked state). A few seconds later, the boys came back to their senses and starting to question each other , " Was that really Gary Neville? Really? yeah yeah...should we run after him to take pics and autographs? do u have a camera? u sure it is him? how? how?" haha. ..Charlene and I just stood there watching the two clowns...finally they ran out and Gary was nowhere to be found..guess his driver must have picked him up. The boys came back with disappointment and Ray called Jaycen da Man Utd fanatic fan, boasting about our encounter with Gary. I was still " HUH? WHO was THAT?? hehehe..oh women!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18102217-114394255395646730?l=yvinne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/feeds/114394255395646730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18102217&amp;postID=114394255395646730&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18102217/posts/default/114394255395646730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18102217/posts/default/114394255395646730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/2006/04/encounter-with-gary-neville.html' title='An encounter with Gary Neville'/><author><name>^yViNn3^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00587084732271119758</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-18102217.post-114394239957881787</id><published>2006-04-02T02:27:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-04-02T03:16:21.530+01:00</updated><title type='text'>@Label</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/1600/sandev"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/320/sandev%27s%2023rd%20birthday%20012.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/1600/DSC05761.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/320/DSC05761.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/1600/DSC05747.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/320/DSC05747.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On 18thFebruary 2006, it was Sandev's birthday. So his beloved gf, everyone knows who ~ahem~ planned a surprised party for him at this lounge called LABEL. So at 9.30 pm, his gf managed to trick him to the lounge where he was shocked to see all his friends there, with the thought that everyone did not care about his birthday and had forgotten about it. Poor lil boy! Oh well, the poor boy cheered up almost instantly and went straight to the bar with his mates..hehe... As usual, i bought myself a glass of coke and started chatting with everyone till...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reporter: Hi, sorry to interrupt u.. my name is ??? i am from the New Woman magazine ( fashion magazine like Cosmo, Elle). I can't stop noticing how great is ur outfit... is it okay if i do an interview with u and take some pics of u?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME: hUh?..oh...sure... why not.. ( I was half blur..but thrilled) Reported: So where did u get this outfit? Me: err..Malaysia...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reporter: So are u a Malaysian?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: yeahh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reporter: So, where do u like to shop most?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: U mean in England?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reporter : Yeah....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: ooohh LONDON!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reporter: so which one is ur fav. shop? like Topshop?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: hmmm..(thinking hard) i dun have one..nothing particular Reporter: What is ur fav. designer Label?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME: gosh... (THINK THINK THINK HARDER) HMMMmm BCBG Maz Azria&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reporter: hmmm i dunno that one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: hmmm it's a US brand i supposed... (gosh the OC GALS wear them..how could u NOT KNOW???, bodohnya...hahaha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ReporteR: so, who is ur fav. celebrity style?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: (Aiyo..why asking me so much...like answering fashion paper) hmm... KATE MOSS?&lt;br /&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;ReporteR: ohh why her??How do u like her style?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: (Died..i dunno how to answer, as i dun really know her...just saw her name in the magazine..plus she was in this drug scandal..so she was pretty hot for the season) hmmm..she seems to get everything so matched and she has a great figure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REPORTer: so, what is the top things must have in a perfect Saturday night out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: (Stressed...I DUNNO)..errr...a nice dress with matching accessories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reporter: Oh thanks dear.. now can we get some of pics of u..here, is Mary and she is the photographer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PHOTOgrapher: hi... could pls pose...okie ( screaming from my friends... everyONE IN DA CLUB looking at me... flash FLASH... flash..)&lt;br /&gt;Oh the lighting is not so good here.. could u move here please... ( YVinne , are u getting paid??? wooHOOO......teases from friends..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: (Shut up ppll) trying to smile ..arghhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photographer: hmmm.. can u stand on the table now? it will be better.... (a small low table)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: ( ARE U CRAZYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY??? IN FRONT OF THESE PPL..it was a super crowded lounge) hmm are u sure???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PHOTographer: yeah yeah... ~helping me getting up onto the table~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there everyone saw me on the table... FLASH FLASH....THINKing when can i get down...i was BLUSHING hard... never have i done this before... it better be good....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PhOtographer: okay.. we're done..thanks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~phEWW... thank god..throughout the night..everyone was just asking why ppl took pics of me.. and why i had to stand on the table..when i told them.. they tot i am modelling and getting paid...i wish!... well, all i hope it was not a porn magazine or they put me in some fashion victim column.. i am terrified now... hmm she did say that my outfit was good right?? and she said she was from New Woman mag and not some cheesy porn mag right?? okay, i better pray hard....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oH YEAH, HAPPY BIRTHDAY SANDEV!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18102217-114394239957881787?l=yvinne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/feeds/114394239957881787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18102217&amp;postID=114394239957881787&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18102217/posts/default/114394239957881787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18102217/posts/default/114394239957881787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/2006/04/label.html' title='@Label'/><author><name>^yViNn3^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00587084732271119758</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-18102217.post-113638373285451202</id><published>2006-01-04T13:58:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-03-04T01:45:26.280Z</updated><title type='text'>Losing someone dear is the hardest thing to deal with..</title><content type='html'>These few days I felt really down. I was told that my dearest teacher Mrs.Chan passed away two days ago. She died of leukaemia. She was the most cheerful person I ever met. Continuously, cracking jokes trying to make her class as interesting as ever. I have to say English was never my favourite subject but I enjoyed being there. I always thought she would live a long life and enjoy her remaining days with her beloved children and grandchildren. I just couldn’t believe that she is gone now. Frankly speaking, this is my first time feeling so crappy, knowing someone that is so dear to me had left and yet I did not have a chance to say goodbye. I felt my heart is crushed because I would never able to see her again. Seriously, I don’t like this feeling and I have not learned to adapt to this situation. I felt so blank and clueless. In fact, I do not think I can accept this reality yet, not in near future- knowing she is gone now ... I am just not ready for it. Come to think of it, this is worse than being heartbroken or being dumped by your partner because you will never have a chance to say sorry or say whatever you longed to say to that person all these while anymore. There is so much I want to tell her about what had happened in my life in these past few years. It is a great loss to me and I have no idea how to face this personally. After all, she is someone that made my life brighter somewhere in my teenage life. It is really shocking for me, especially I did not expect this at all. Certainly,not at this time of the year, especially everyone was in a joyous mood, celebrating the festive seasons with their loved ones. Imagining how her family members grieve now made me feel hurt deep inside. In that split second, I thought to myself I have so much things to tell her, I could have done some much, I could have visited her , I could have contacted her earlier, I could have at least sent a card and the list goes on… Last Christmas I sent her a sms and she replied me. Foolish me, I thought she was fine though I knew she was not well for these past years. I felt so bad that I procrastinated to visit her and kept telling myself that she would be there and she is gonna be fine the next time I come back. Never have I thought the time would never come. Never have I thought I would never see her again. I made a mistake. A huge one. I felt there is a very odd feeling dwelling within me, somehow or rather with guilt..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flashbacks of the past kept coming back, they are like slideshows now in my head. Each time I see them, my heart ached. I wish I could have one more chance…a friend of mine told me to look at the bright side. He told me “At least she is free from the sufferings and God has taken her to a better place”. Maybe he is right… maybe she deserves somewhere better, perhaps a place nearer to God. I do believe God has great plans for each of us. Maybe I just need to learn to let go…I have to admit it has always been a lesson that I never able to grasp at all…wish I could one day…God bless everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18102217-113638373285451202?l=yvinne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/feeds/113638373285451202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18102217&amp;postID=113638373285451202&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18102217/posts/default/113638373285451202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18102217/posts/default/113638373285451202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/2006/01/losing-someone-dear-is-hardest-thing.html' title='Losing someone dear is the hardest thing to deal with..'/><author><name>^yViNn3^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00587084732271119758</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-18102217.post-112985027443168700</id><published>2005-10-21T08:21:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-04-03T00:04:38.943+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Life in  Manchester...</title><content type='html'>Being in Manchester will turn u into an alcoholic in no time! Knowing how to drink in Britain is an essential skill. Without it, I think you will just rot to death coz basically that's what we do in here.. go out ..drink and drink... Anyway i meant alcohol baby... Gosh, spending in pounds is just killing me too! There goes my shopping hobby.... but but... hehe..Paris, Milan , Rome are sooo much nearer to me now compared to the time when I was in Msia and Australia...and they use Euros... I am so glad now..hehe... yeah i guess i do sound like a bimbo? watever..hehehe...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18102217-112985027443168700?l=yvinne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/feeds/112985027443168700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18102217&amp;postID=112985027443168700&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18102217/posts/default/112985027443168700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18102217/posts/default/112985027443168700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/2005/10/life-in-manchester.html' title='Life in  Manchester...'/><author><name>^yViNn3^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00587084732271119758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18102217.post-112985365175105277</id><published>2005-10-21T01:05:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-04-12T02:54:41.383+01:00</updated><title type='text'>cLUBbing @ M-TWO- The best R&amp;B Club in MancHESter..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/1600/DSC04813.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 370px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 292px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="269" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/400/DSC04813.jpg" width="400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Getting ready to shake our butts in M-Two... waiting for the tram... freezing.... chills...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/1600/DSC04826.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="300" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/400/DSC04826.jpg" width="388" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ChiamING had a few shots.. that's why he looked so blur....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a tough search in Manchester and experiencing bad music in so many different clubs.... finally we have found a cool club here... it's the M2!! wOoOHOO.. this is the first night that we enjoyed ourselves clubbing here... minus the super cold weather in our tiny little outfits... but i can say it is worth it! As usual, the guys were just intoxicating themselves with alcohol... and the gals were busy dancing and enjoying the fantastic array of R&amp;amp;B music...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18102217-112985365175105277?l=yvinne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/feeds/112985365175105277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18102217&amp;postID=112985365175105277&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18102217/posts/default/112985365175105277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18102217/posts/default/112985365175105277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/2005/10/clubbing-m-two-best-rb-club-in.html' title='cLUBbing @ M-TWO- The best R&amp;B Club in MancHESter..'/><author><name>^yViNn3^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00587084732271119758</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-18102217.post-112985255502650262</id><published>2005-10-21T00:52:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-04-03T00:05:31.780+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Hed Kandi @ Paradise Factory!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/1600/7298.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/400/7298.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/1600/2_48691_bigImage_7403.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2890/1763/400/2_48691_bigImage_7403.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was buying my favourite perfume Bvlgari Omnia Crystalline ( just for the info that anyone gonna buy for me =) hehe...and the sales manager of Bvlgari was asking his collegue " So are u going for the Hed Kandi Party?" I was surprised and quickly asked him for more info and he told me the venue and time. Very nice guy, he asked me to find him if i were to go there too..hehe cheeky but anyway I still went and sobs sobs.. it was only for members of the club.. and I went home depressed.. But the good news is they are having another Hed Kandi party next WEd! Yeah and I am also the member of the cLUB now!! woOOhooo...Hope to hear some cool music there..  =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18102217-112985255502650262?l=yvinne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/feeds/112985255502650262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18102217&amp;postID=112985255502650262&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18102217/posts/default/112985255502650262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18102217/posts/default/112985255502650262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/2005/10/hed-kandi-paradise-factory.html' title='Hed Kandi @ Paradise Factory!!'/><author><name>^yViNn3^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00587084732271119758</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-18102217.post-112985089096484045</id><published>2005-10-21T00:28:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-10-21T00:43:49.490+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Third day in Manchester...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/28/8400/640/DSC04773.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #660066 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #660066 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #660066 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #660066 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/28/8400/320/DSC04773.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Piccadilly Gardens... where all the trams and buses stop.. This is our third day in MANchester and everything is so blurry to us. Yeah, the jetlag plays a big part especially thanks to Sandev, Hansian, Mikael and the rest for orientating us the moment we stepped foot on Manchester... we only got to sleep at 2a.m despite we arrived at 4.30pm. Blur....Well, I still don't even know how to get back home and yeah we (me and charlene)are homeless anyway! Still hunting for apartments and hope to get a good catch! Hmm what else can I say about here... well, i see more whites than asians here which is a good thing compared to Melbourne where it is another "Singapore" there. You see more Asians there than caucasian ppl. I supposed here we can really experience how to live life like a Mancunian without being an alcoholic though!  &lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18102217-112985089096484045?l=yvinne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/feeds/112985089096484045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18102217&amp;postID=112985089096484045&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18102217/posts/default/112985089096484045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18102217/posts/default/112985089096484045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvinne.blogspot.com/2005/10/third-day-in-manchester.html' title='Third day in Manchester...'/><author><name>^yViNn3^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00587084732271119758</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></feed>
