<?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-15854862</id><updated>2011-11-19T07:41:18.331+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Lo-is</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lo-is.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15854862/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lo-is.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Redrock</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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please?"&lt;br /&gt;"sure, ms scott, how long are u intending to stay here?"&lt;br /&gt;"indefinitely"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"For june who loved this garden, and joseph who always sat beside her"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"if they wanted honey, they would have just gotten honey and not apricots in honey"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"can i stay here longer?"&lt;br /&gt;" you can stay here forever"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"how much is the pay in movies these days, i mean your last one."&lt;br /&gt;"fifteen million"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"are you a fan of henry james"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"you know what they said of men with big feet"&lt;br /&gt;"what?"&lt;br /&gt;"they got big.. shoes"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"the readers of horse and hound will be very pleased"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"which of the 22 movies you liked best?"&lt;br /&gt;"the one with leonardo"&lt;br /&gt;"Da Vinci?"&lt;br /&gt;"Dicaprio"&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, is he the famous italian director?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"would there be horses in your next movie, or hounds in that matter?"&lt;br /&gt;"the movie takes place in a submarine"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got nothin else to say abt this movie.. just that i watched it for 7/8 time.. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15854862-4439639469511726084?l=lo-is.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lo-is.blogspot.com/feeds/4439639469511726084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15854862&amp;postID=4439639469511726084' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15854862/posts/default/4439639469511726084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15854862/posts/default/4439639469511726084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lo-is.blogspot.com/2007/06/notting-hill-ahh.html' title='Notting Hill.. ahh..'/><author><name>Redrock</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15854862.post-8006075933679932960</id><published>2007-06-20T02:34:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-06-24T04:03:04.534+10:00</updated><title type='text'>enough said!</title><content type='html'>currently listening to gomez - see the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as you haf noticed.. i stopped the 365 songs a year or even the 52 songs each week in a year.. bleh.. shows that i haf not much of a will power.. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chatted with my fav malay fren, found out that she's coming back the day after i leave.. bleh.. she complained of her weight which is like 1/3 of mine.. go figure..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just finished season 3 of house without finish watching season 2.. season 3's airborne episode was awesome!! go figure where's house in that episode!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just finished season 1 of ugly betty!! was pretty good as well..!! just that the season finale was a bit depressing.. infact, it was very emotional.. someone got shot..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i feel like elizabethtown.. maybe it's orlando bloom? or maybe kirsten dunst..? but i dun quite lie kristen dunst.. must be orlando bloom.. but his face is a bit.. squashed.. must be his nose.. so it isn't dunst or bloom... wat else is there.. if it's not the ppl in it, must be the ppl you watched it with.. =D enough said!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 413px; HEIGHT: 581px" height="1775" src="http://www.deeplyshallow.com/images/elizabethtown_poster.jpg" width="1190" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-15854862.post-695255153398425347</id><published>2007-05-20T04:34:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-05-20T04:45:52.177+10:00</updated><title type='text'>ola..</title><content type='html'>i went shopping one day.. i've never met a "stuckest up" gay person before...!!&lt;br /&gt;being a tourist i was just asking about a big department chain store around the area..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Me : Is the deparmental store here (pointing to a place in the map) better than this one (pointing to another place)?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Stucked up gay person : well, i dunno. i NEVER shopped at a departmental store..!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh..! what a stucked up, arrogant, pain in the eyes salesperson. and not to mentioned, he's just a saleperson.. wat can he buy if he doesn't go to a deparmental store..!! oooo.. unless... he's living off his rich "partner's" money.. keke..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can u imagine Queer Eye for the straight guy's one of the casts saying that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but WHO does that?? with smirk --&gt; "well, i NEVER shopped at a deparmental store!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blehh.. i DO visit Jusco.. sometimes.. for the toilets oso.. =p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15854862-695255153398425347?l=lo-is.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lo-is.blogspot.com/feeds/695255153398425347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15854862&amp;postID=695255153398425347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15854862/posts/default/695255153398425347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15854862/posts/default/695255153398425347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lo-is.blogspot.com/2007/05/ola.html' title='ola..'/><author><name>Redrock</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15854862.post-4297651700159462076</id><published>2007-04-29T02:31:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2007-04-29T02:47:28.827+10:00</updated><title type='text'>keke..</title><content type='html'>the internet connection has been down a few days already.. finally i decided to call the streamyx hotline.... funny and annoying thing abt how the conversation continued was this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;operator : according to our systems, mam', there has been a connection yesterday..&lt;br /&gt;me           : hmm, but i've been in the house the whole day and i was trying to get the connection, there was none..&lt;br /&gt;operator : but u mentioned that there were a few computers in the house using the connection&lt;br /&gt;me           : yes, but i was alone in the house, and there was no connection..&lt;br /&gt;operator : yes but our systems recorded that there has been a connection. maybe someone in the house was using it..&lt;br /&gt;me           : how can, i was in the house alone, no one in the house except me, how can there be another person using it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i was slightly agitated and wanted to yell "i was alooone, dun you get it?? unless u're implying that there as another "person" in the house"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i din. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;song of the week : &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Corrinne Bailey Rae - Like A Star&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;                                 Feist - Inside and Out&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like corrinne bailey rae these days.. very mellow.. feist is nice too..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15854862-4297651700159462076?l=lo-is.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lo-is.blogspot.com/feeds/4297651700159462076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15854862&amp;postID=4297651700159462076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15854862/posts/default/4297651700159462076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15854862/posts/default/4297651700159462076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lo-is.blogspot.com/2007/04/keke_29.html' title='keke..'/><author><name>Redrock</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15854862.post-4103406896925897789</id><published>2007-04-29T02:31:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-04-29T02:46:56.294+10:00</updated><title type='text'>keke..</title><content type='html'>the internet connection has been down a few days already.. finally i decided to call the streamyx hotline.... funny and annoying thing abt how the conversation continued was this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;operator :&lt;/strong&gt; according to our systems, mam', there has been a connection yesterday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me             :&lt;/strong&gt; hmm, but i've been in the house the whole day and i was trying to get the connection, there was none..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;operator :&lt;/strong&gt; but u mentioned that there were a few computers in the house using the connection&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me             :&lt;/strong&gt; yes, but i was alone in the house, and there was no connection..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;operator :&lt;/strong&gt; yes but our systems recorded that there has been a connection. maybe someone in the house was using it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me             :&lt;/strong&gt; how can, i was in the house alone, no one in the house except me, how can there be another person using it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i was slightly agitated and wanted to yell "i was alooone, dun you get it?? unless u're implying that there as another "person" in the house"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i din. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;song of the week : &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Corrinne Bailey Rae - Like A Star&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;                                 Feist - Inside and Out&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like corrinne bailey rae these days.. very mellow.. feist is nice too..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15854862-4103406896925897789?l=lo-is.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lo-is.blogspot.com/feeds/4103406896925897789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15854862&amp;postID=4103406896925897789' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15854862/posts/default/4103406896925897789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15854862/posts/default/4103406896925897789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lo-is.blogspot.com/2007/04/keke.html' title='keke..'/><author><name>Redrock</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15854862.post-6113224762968743211</id><published>2007-04-23T02:32:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-04-23T02:52:23.388+10:00</updated><title type='text'>freeee..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ultra Nate  - Free&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~you're freeee.. to do what you wanna doooo~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"you are free to do anything you wan..but not everything is helpful, not everything is beneficial..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15854862-6113224762968743211?l=lo-is.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lo-is.blogspot.com/feeds/6113224762968743211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15854862&amp;postID=6113224762968743211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15854862/posts/default/6113224762968743211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15854862/posts/default/6113224762968743211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lo-is.blogspot.com/2007/04/freeee.html' title='freeee..'/><author><name>Redrock</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15854862.post-820826390289744030</id><published>2007-04-21T14:59:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-04-21T15:23:22.796+10:00</updated><title type='text'>..Should i smile because we're friends or should i cry because that's all we can be</title><content type='html'>dunno if there're infringement issues with posting songs online... i wonder if there is... i think there is.. so therefore, i will not upload songs.. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and also.. 365 songs a year is too much.. if u listen to one each day, how can u remember wat u listened on day 65th..?? we only use 10% of our brain.. so therefore, for human sake, i decide to reduce the number of songs to one per week... which is 52 songs a year... we'll see how i can stick to it.. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i decide to post up a song which is recorded, so there is no infringement.. hopefully.. &lt;a href="http://http://www.wikiupload.com/download_page.php?id=131052"&gt;this song &lt;/a&gt;was played on my last day of work internship as i stepped into the car and this is what came out of the radio.. wat a coincidence.. hehe.. i think the radio station was happy for me as well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;song of the week : Paula Deanda - So Cold&lt;br /&gt;Above quote by  : Anonymous&lt;br /&gt;if the above might imply that i'm sour over something, i'm not.. it's just a quote i read somewhere.. might it spark some questions on myself... hmm.. not sure.. =D maybe that's why i chose this song..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15854862-820826390289744030?l=lo-is.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lo-is.blogspot.com/feeds/820826390289744030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15854862&amp;postID=820826390289744030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15854862/posts/default/820826390289744030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15854862/posts/default/820826390289744030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lo-is.blogspot.com/2007/04/should-i-smile-because-were-friends-or.html' title='..Should i smile because we&apos;re friends or should i cry because that&apos;s all we can be'/><author><name>Redrock</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15854862.post-2142279901519764529</id><published>2007-04-19T14:02:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-04-23T02:49:49.255+10:00</updated><title type='text'>365 mp3s</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;today i read some news online abt a guy in 2003, decided to post a song for everyday in a year.. quite interesting... and becoz of that.. i have also decided to post a song for everyday.. starting... um... hmm.. ok.. maybe today's not so bad.. althought ido not know how long would i b able to keep this up.. =p i will try..!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;for today, it'll be.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wikiupload.com/download_page.php?id=129718"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Corrine Bailey Rae - Choux Pastry Heart&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i google-d the upload program and found this wikiupload.. so just look on the far right columns with all the ads for the download button in brownish, shitty colour.. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh.. btw....i finished my internship..!! yay!! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15854862-2142279901519764529?l=lo-is.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lo-is.blogspot.com/feeds/2142279901519764529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15854862&amp;postID=2142279901519764529' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15854862/posts/default/2142279901519764529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15854862/posts/default/2142279901519764529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lo-is.blogspot.com/2007/04/365-mp3s.html' title='365 mp3s'/><author><name>Redrock</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15854862.post-116053103841486055</id><published>2006-10-11T11:15:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-12-29T17:24:25.596+11:00</updated><title type='text'>almost 3 down... 6 more to go...</title><content type='html'>had my 21st lately.. thx to titsy, my party was quite ok... wasn't the normal catering.. it had a lok lok van (moving steamboat with skewered meat) and a rojak van and also a live masive size _______ (contribution of some of the uncles and aunties)... keke.. mum made all the arrangements.. coz i din wan to haf a party at first... but it turned out pretty fine... kekeke... more ppl more presents... in this case not presents... kekeKKKekekeke.... $$$... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's been 5 months and a half since i started working... 4 months plus to goooo... it's been quite fun... great boss.. good colleagues... just that it made me realise.. maybe i dun wan this area of this industry... becoz we are suppliers, somehow ppl dun pay much attention and also there are some challenges in the area of integrity.. but so far it's good as long as ppl are educated about the products and its attributes... difficult.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the only downsides of working &lt;br /&gt;- is having to wake up early...even some of the birds have not     woken up yet..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- short lunch time (only 1 hour!! wat can u do??)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- not having to wear jeans and t shirt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- meet frightening ppl who haf hidden agendas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But all in all... somebody is helping me... so i guess, there's nothing to worry about..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea, and i've added 5 kgs.... now... how to lose these.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15854862-116053103841486055?l=lo-is.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lo-is.blogspot.com/feeds/116053103841486055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15854862&amp;postID=116053103841486055' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15854862/posts/default/116053103841486055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15854862/posts/default/116053103841486055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lo-is.blogspot.com/2006/10/almost-3-down-6-more-to-go.html' title='almost 3 down... 6 more to go...'/><author><name>Redrock</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15854862.post-116052929254560936</id><published>2006-10-11T11:13:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-10-11T11:14:52.556+10:00</updated><title type='text'>got this email some time ago..</title><content type='html'>*Divorce* : Future tense of marriage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Cigarette* : A pinch of tobacco rolled in paper with fire at one end &amp; a&lt;br /&gt;fool on the other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Lecture* : An art of transferring information from the notes of the&lt;br /&gt;Lecturer to the notes of the students without passing through the minds of&lt;br /&gt;either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Conference* : The confusion of one man multiplied by the number present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Conference Room* : A place where everybody talks, nobody listens and&lt;br /&gt;everybody disagrees later on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Committee* : Individuals who can do nothing individually and sit to decide&lt;br /&gt;that nothing can be done together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Office* : A place where you can relax after your strenuous home life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Yawn* : The only time some people ever get to open their mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Compromise* : The art of dividing a cake in such a way that everybody&lt;br /&gt;believes he got the biggest piece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Classic* : A book which people praise, but do not read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Smile* : A curve that can set a lot of things straight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Etc.* : A sign to make others believe that you know more than you actually&lt;br /&gt;do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Experience* : The name people give to their mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Opportunist* : A person who starts taking a bath if he accidentally falls&lt;br /&gt;into a river.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Miser* : A person who lives poor so that he can die rich.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Father* : A banker provided by nature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Criminal* : A guy no different from the rest....except that he got caught.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Boss* : Someone who is early when you are late and late when you are&lt;br /&gt;early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Politician* : One who shakes your hand before elections and your&lt;br /&gt;confidence after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Doctor* : A person who kills your ills by pills, and kills you with his&lt;br /&gt;bills.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15854862-116052929254560936?l=lo-is.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lo-is.blogspot.com/feeds/116052929254560936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15854862&amp;postID=116052929254560936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15854862/posts/default/116052929254560936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15854862/posts/default/116052929254560936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lo-is.blogspot.com/2006/10/got-this-email-some-time-ago.html' title='got this email some time ago..'/><author><name>Redrock</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15854862.post-114932803723463026</id><published>2006-06-03T19:40:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-06-03T19:47:17.250+10:00</updated><title type='text'>letters to my self..</title><content type='html'>recently, i'm quite interested in writing a letter to myself... i think it's interesting... there's even a program for kids to write themselves letters.. to help them think of wat they wan in the future, what are they doing now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i googled "letters to myself" and came across this site.. and read it.. very interesting... abt this woman and her journey in life.. although halfway, i wondered why did it all revolves around men.. i realised, it made her the person she is now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;This was supposed to be a love letter to myself. All I can think of are all the men I've ever loved and the consequences of my choices. I don't love myself right now. But I want to start.&lt;br /&gt;I want to take risks and live every fucking day like it's my last. I don't want to be sixty years old someday and think of all the life I wasted. I want my life to count for something. I want to give more and get more back. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;I want to start making sense. &lt;strong&gt;I want to go to bed smiling and wake up smiling.&lt;/strong&gt; I want to feel things. I don't want to be numb. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;I am ready to bury my past and start living in the perfect present. All the men I've mentioned had a hand in forming the woman I've become. But not a single one of them were there during the hardest, most heartbreaking times of my life. It was just me in all my tattered, shattered glory. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have two choices. I can be bitter or I can be brave.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm going to hike a canyon now.&lt;br /&gt;Hiking a canyon is as good a place as any to start.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;Love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15854862-114932803723463026?l=lo-is.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lo-is.blogspot.com/feeds/114932803723463026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15854862&amp;postID=114932803723463026' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15854862/posts/default/114932803723463026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15854862/posts/default/114932803723463026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lo-is.blogspot.com/2006/06/letters-to-my-self.html' title='letters to my self..'/><author><name>Redrock</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15854862.post-114917282841676226</id><published>2006-06-02T00:28:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-06-02T00:40:38.540+10:00</updated><title type='text'>so cuteee..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/37/1483/1600/Photo-0237.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/37/1483/320/Photo-0237.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sooo cuuteee..... from the pet shop.... some mixed breed... soo cuuteee... something abt mixes... but 2 extremes... either they're really goooood looking or not really... keke....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exams comin'.... which means.... a little time left in melby..... =( but i'll be back.... but not so soon... =(&lt;br /&gt;goin to miss the egg chifon rice... the spicy chicken chop on rice (not even spicy!)... the oh-so-expensive "authentic" Malaysian food... the heaven food jap place in port philip arcade.. coffee in the middle of the yarra river... half tix on tues at crown... regular priced hoyts... 12bucks per hour pool at strike... school library(keke..) ;p .... long walks to alexandra gardens... tramming to st kilda... queuing for krispy kreme... walking through myer to avoid the cold weather... cotton on... surf.dive.n.ski.. (mistakenly pronounced as surf-deevin-ski) .. tommy...&lt;br /&gt;and of course frens that i made while i was here... hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;melby will always be a part of my memories... although just a short while... hehe.. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15854862-114917282841676226?l=lo-is.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lo-is.blogspot.com/feeds/114917282841676226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15854862&amp;postID=114917282841676226' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15854862/posts/default/114917282841676226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15854862/posts/default/114917282841676226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lo-is.blogspot.com/2006/06/so-cuteee.html' title='so cuteee..'/><author><name>Redrock</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15854862.post-114597148042043061</id><published>2006-04-25T23:19:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-04-28T02:44:29.620+10:00</updated><title type='text'>PM's visit..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/37/1483/1600/IMG_0691.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/37/1483/200/IMG_0691.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/37/1483/1600/sat%20on%20the%20dickie%20chair!.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pooi mun came and visit melbourne.. billy was kind enough to take us around..&lt;br /&gt;so we drove past st kilda's, he took us to spots where men come out of nowhere out of the bushes... very dodgy.... *wink wink*&lt;br /&gt;then we went to docklands.... titsy said there was a circus in town.. but when we reached there, it was just high beam lights, shooting up into the sky... tsk tsk..&lt;br /&gt;nice place to live... just beside the water... with beautiful boats docking nearby and a stunning view of the city.. and the west gate bridge.. i think... hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;we hung out with wei kiat.... then we decided to watch a movie... keke... "just friends" not bad.. the movie... the girl from the notebook and the guy from 2 guys a girl and a pizza parlour.... ryan reynolds...&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/37/1483/200/DSC01185.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15854862-114597148042043061?l=lo-is.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lo-is.blogspot.com/feeds/114597148042043061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15854862&amp;postID=114597148042043061' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15854862/posts/default/114597148042043061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15854862/posts/default/114597148042043061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lo-is.blogspot.com/2006/04/pms-visit.html' title='PM&apos;s visit..'/><author><name>Redrock</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15854862.post-114596959026619027</id><published>2006-04-25T22:34:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-04-28T03:02:13.870+10:00</updated><title type='text'>keke..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/37/1483/1600/147_4773.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/37/1483/320/147_4773.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Feb 25h, 2006&lt;br /&gt;haven't been updating coz very lazy.. keke..&lt;br /&gt;since my last blog, so many things happened... as in, places visited, frens met..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so when i came back to Melbourne, we went to Torquay.. coz Eugenia wanted to learn how to surf... i wanted to.. but given circumstances in the end, din go... keke... but she had fun... on the way there, she kept talking and talking.. from the tone of her voice, u could tell she was very excited... haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/37/1483/1600/Photo-0061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/37/1483/320/Photo-0061.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;while she was surfing, we walked around the beach.. then there's this trapped water in between the rocks where the water is very calm. looks like an oasis... very nice... then in the water, there are sea creatures...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/37/1483/1600/Photo-0063.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/37/1483/1600/Photo-0076.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/37/1483/200/Photo-0076.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/37/1483/1600/Photo-0061.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&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;That night, we decided to haf a nice seafood meal... so we shared a seafood platter... hehe.. sooo niceee... so freeeshhh... ~yummm~see the crabs.. the crab bit me in the food, that's why we ate it for dinner...keke... nahh.. just kidding... but we couldn't finish in the end.... there were chips, oysters, mussels, scallops and other stuffs i think..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/37/1483/320/147_4777.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/37/1483/1600/sat%20on%20the%20dickie%20chair!.5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/37/1483/200/sat%20on%20the%20dickie%20chair%21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;then the next day, on our way back, we passed geelong.. so happen there's an antique car show... &lt;br /&gt;so we went to see the cars.. while looking at the first car, the owner chatted with us and we asked questions and all, then he suddenly said..."wanna go for a ride?" haha.. so we did!! he was so nice... with moustache and all... white moustache.. just like col. sanders.. keke..&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/37/1483/1600/147_4776.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15854862-114596959026619027?l=lo-is.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lo-is.blogspot.com/feeds/114596959026619027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15854862&amp;postID=114596959026619027' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15854862/posts/default/114596959026619027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15854862/posts/default/114596959026619027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lo-is.blogspot.com/2006/04/keke.html' title='keke..'/><author><name>Redrock</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15854862.post-113448665582074017</id><published>2005-12-14T02:00:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-12-14T02:10:55.833+11:00</updated><title type='text'>people are so lazy these days..</title><content type='html'>ppl are so lazy these days... last time, our house gates needs to be manually opened... but now, it's all automated.... Then, to go up a level or more, ppl use stairs... but now, u haf escalator or elevators...next, the car window... why can't u wind up the window in a secular motion... now u just haf to push a button, and the window goes up... even to pick up the phone ppl are getting lazy, now they haf loudspeakers or handsfree!!! so lazyyy!! how hard can it be... now even fans haf remote control, u dun haf to turn the knob to turn up the volumes!! we used to haf breathe mints... but now, breathe strips... too lazy to suck now??&lt;br /&gt;BUT.. why use the stairs when we can use the escalator of elevators...?? why use the hard way, when just next to it, we can haf the easy way?? why wind up the window when the window can be winded up with just a touch of a button..??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually, we're lazy... but at the same time... we're smart... =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15854862-113448665582074017?l=lo-is.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lo-is.blogspot.com/feeds/113448665582074017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15854862&amp;postID=113448665582074017' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15854862/posts/default/113448665582074017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15854862/posts/default/113448665582074017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lo-is.blogspot.com/2005/12/people-are-so-lazy-these-days.html' title='people are so lazy these days..'/><author><name>Redrock</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15854862.post-113440935442658956</id><published>2005-12-13T04:36:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-12-13T04:42:34.443+11:00</updated><title type='text'>still bored..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/37/1483/1600/Photo-0273.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/37/1483/320/Photo-0273.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was supposed to start work today.... but din work out... so now i haf working clothes sitting in my cupboard... i wan to wear them...!!! haihz..&lt;br /&gt;nemind.. next year first...&lt;br /&gt;i'm so bored.......&lt;br /&gt;it's so boring....&lt;br /&gt;i wanna do something.....&lt;br /&gt;this was taken during some church rehearsal thing.. my whole family was there. so i had to go....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i sat down so bored........ then someone took my picture... this picture is sooo cool.. can u see the lines...?? hehe..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15854862-113440935442658956?l=lo-is.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lo-is.blogspot.com/feeds/113440935442658956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15854862&amp;postID=113440935442658956' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15854862/posts/default/113440935442658956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15854862/posts/default/113440935442658956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lo-is.blogspot.com/2005/12/still-bored.html' title='still bored..'/><author><name>Redrock</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15854862.post-113422569669535987</id><published>2005-12-11T01:31:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-12-11T01:41:36.696+11:00</updated><title type='text'>star wars freak</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/37/1483/1600/DSCN0116.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/37/1483/320/DSCN0116.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm NOT a star wars freak.. but as requested by the demanding iris... here's the pic..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and this is wat got iris soo excited... the lights of this saber is as the same as the real one u see at the movie... and when u swing it around, there's a sound.. like "whoosh" or when u hit someone or something, you can hear the "twang!" sound.... very cooll....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and this is wat i drew when i was bored at home..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/37/1483/1600/IMAGE_00447.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/37/1483/320/IMAGE_00447.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/37/1483/1600/IMAGE_00448.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/37/1483/320/IMAGE_00448.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;crab..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;                                                                                                               lobster with no legs..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;             &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15854862-113422569669535987?l=lo-is.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lo-is.blogspot.com/feeds/113422569669535987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15854862&amp;postID=113422569669535987' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15854862/posts/default/113422569669535987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15854862/posts/default/113422569669535987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lo-is.blogspot.com/2005/12/star-wars-freak.html' title='star wars freak'/><author><name>Redrock</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15854862.post-113345698701051505</id><published>2005-12-02T03:49:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-12-02T04:09:47.090+11:00</updated><title type='text'>DONNUTTTTs.....</title><content type='html'>LOKKYY came BACKKK!!! and he's got me DONUTTTSS from KRISPY KREME!!!!&lt;br /&gt;yayy!!! i hope he doesnt finish all!!!!! he said that he's hungry now.. wans to eat one...!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yaYY yaYY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. so these few days has been.. okay... i guess.. just eating, sleeping, watching tv, going online... liddis only..hmm... i wan to worrkkk..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but yesterday, iris and i went shopping.. to Cat Whiskers... no no.. not shopping for cat's stuff... but clothes... the style there is sooo iris... i went in, it's like iris's wardrobe... haha! i guess the clothes are not bad though... but the price is another story... but i heard it's imported or something... but anyway, as long as it fits me, it's ok.. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after that, we went to eat "lunch" at Plaza.. hehe.. Syum had the fattening chicken mushroom pieeee....with creamy white sauce.... *slurp* and had it all to herself... her plate was wiped cleaned... sori, "licked" clean... haha.. jk syumm.,..=p while i had the pasta.. then after, we had dessertsss...!!! YUM YUM!! some cake called Zabalion and chocolate cakee..!!!! the bestttt... so moist.. if only they had warmed it up, it would be the BESTEST of the BEST chocolate cake !!!!!! yUUUUMMM... but iris likes the Zabalion better....so fullll!!!!!!!!!! i think we ate alott.. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nemind iris, in melb, we must hang out together.. so we dun look so bad... if we look bad, we look bad togetherrrr... kekekke...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;check this out... my name in the cars these days...&lt;br /&gt;at the back seats... so cooll....&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/37/1483/320/DSCN0125.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe.. actually...it's the aircon setting... hehehhe.. but when ppl see this, they remember me...!! kekekke&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15854862-113345698701051505?l=lo-is.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lo-is.blogspot.com/feeds/113345698701051505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15854862&amp;postID=113345698701051505' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15854862/posts/default/113345698701051505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15854862/posts/default/113345698701051505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lo-is.blogspot.com/2005/12/donnutttts.html' title='DONNUTTTTs.....'/><author><name>Redrock</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15854862.post-113294460716441384</id><published>2005-11-26T01:45:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-11-26T05:50:07.220+11:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been a looong time..kekke</title><content type='html'>haha... see.. i was right.. i forgot abt that i had a blog till iris asked why din i update my blog.. hahaha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;find this song... it's sooo goood....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Vaughan Penn - Almost Perfect&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song is from Laguna Beach 2..!!!! and if u havent heard of Laguna Beach, then maybe u should check it out.. actually.. u MUST..!!! that is, if u liked The O.C.. Laguna Beach is the REAL orange county... hehe.. i think.. that's wat they haf been saying.... but it's really good..!! love how they dress.. and the views from the houses there are AWESSOOMMMEE!! i wan a house like that... facing the sea, then when there is sunset, u can see... (drools).. but.. wat if there was tsunami.. kekkee.. haha.. but if u say dun go living near the coastal areas, then go to the mountains.. but then hor... wat if got landslide.. earthquake.. bla bla bla.. seee... u should always be optimistic.... if u are always pessimistic, then.... u can't live anywhere... coz everywhere got its bad and good..haha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. my exam was ok... but the last paper, i felt good abt that paper... i hope i DO pass!! but really, i was most worried abt that paper.. but.. i was glad i din go in that examination room alone... and i think most of the stuff i wrote din come from me.. and to think of it, i can't even remember wat i wrote... Thank God... really...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then find this song, &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Aruna - Break you open.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Again.... Laguna Beach.. hehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wan to become one of the mothers living in Laguna Beach.. how i wished, Malaysia had those posh beach houses, near to the city... but sadly, i think all we haf is Port Klang... and the water... is..... very..... filty... i remembered goin to a restaurant there... and the toilet is just a toilet bowl... no piping system.... haha.. that means.. everything that comes out from you, goes straight into the sea.. and... remember, you are eating from that restaurant.. and who knows where the SEAFOOD came from.... hmmm..... and they said it was DELI-CIOUS!!!! hahaha..!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of food, since i came back, i;ve been eating non stop.. that was my daily activity.. wake up, ate lunch... then feel sleepy... then sleep... when i woke up, it was time for dinner.. so ate dinner.... then came home..., felt sleepy... then sleep.. then the next morning, wake up eat lunch.... bla bla bla... haha..!! i can feel that i have added on weight already!!! and u know sometimes, one of the days, when my family and i went out, we would eat lunch.... like those chinese restaurants then.... go down to the hotel lounge for tea and coffee and cakes...!!! hahahha... then it's like we ate from like 1pm to 4pm... on stop..!!! haha... my parents thought like in melb, i can;t afford to eat like that, so they actually asked if i was hungry again..! haha.. but i couldn't eat any more... it was just tooo muchhh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;change song, &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Vaughan Penn - Truth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;this song is from 2 of my favourite tv series..!! Grey's Anatomy and LAGUNA BEACH.. Grey's Anatomy is abt doctors... but oso around relationships between collegues cum housemates.. it's really gooooodd... it has some of my favourite quotes.... really.. this is another series to check out....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 days before i left for home, i watched Elizabethtown.... this movie received many bad critiques... but... movies are subjective i guess... it's like some ppl may be obsessed with star wars and all but for others, they just fall asleep... i looovee this movie... the story line is abit weird... but the soundtrack.. is realllly gooodd.... and oso.... it has some really funny moments... and oso.. it's got me thinking.... u can be very successful.. but one day, wat happens if u failedd really bad... i know this has happened to many ppl already.. but i was thinking wat i would do... hmm.. and oso the thing abt this movie is that, u know those normal movies is where guys will always be the romantic one.. and bla bla.. but.. in this one, the girl is the romantic one.. it's good to haf a change... instead of having the guy to be the romantic one.. i hope i din spoil the movie for you... go watch it..!! i llooovvee it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;change song.. &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Keith Varon - Can't Breathe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;This song is soo sweet.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today.. iris and i went to this like reallly cheap place to get dvds and computer stuffs.. so weird.. i notices we collected stares... but iris din notice.. too thick skinned i think.. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then an environment change to a really nice posh place.. that's wat i think... but then hor, there was this interior design shop we went into.. the saleman soooooooo "aksi" man.. like totally looked down on us..!!&lt;br /&gt;i saw the guy looking at us, then i ask lor how much for a cupboard..&lt;br /&gt;Lois : can i haf the pricelist for the cupboard&lt;br /&gt;Guy : oh, it's RM60,000..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodness.. the way he answered like really like.. completely looked down on us..!!! huh!! i bet his one year pay can't even pay for that cupboard!! such an idiot..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;song change &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Nikki Cleary - Hated&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/37/1483/1600/DSCN9931.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/37/1483/320/DSCN9931.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;oh oh!! i must show the toilets i saw..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so cool.. u need to spin the wheels to haf the water come out.. but inside the toilet very dark wan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/37/1483/1600/DSCN9879.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/37/1483/200/DSCN9879.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and this is where iris pushed this shirt to me.. then took out her camera and took.. so pushhy!! huh!! typical!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&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;that's all.. hehe..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15854862-113294460716441384?l=lo-is.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lo-is.blogspot.com/feeds/113294460716441384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15854862&amp;postID=113294460716441384' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15854862/posts/default/113294460716441384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15854862/posts/default/113294460716441384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lo-is.blogspot.com/2005/11/its-been-looong-timekekke.html' title='It&apos;s been a looong time..kekke'/><author><name>Redrock</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15854862.post-112920300853143619</id><published>2005-10-13T21:28:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-10-13T21:30:08.540+10:00</updated><title type='text'>sniff sniff</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;walking past a hair salon today made me missed the smell of the hairdressers... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15854862-112920300853143619?l=lo-is.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lo-is.blogspot.com/feeds/112920300853143619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15854862&amp;postID=112920300853143619' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15854862/posts/default/112920300853143619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15854862/posts/default/112920300853143619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lo-is.blogspot.com/2005/10/sniff-sniff.html' title='sniff sniff'/><author><name>Redrock</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15854862.post-112852527256532204</id><published>2005-10-06T01:00:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-10-06T01:14:32.570+10:00</updated><title type='text'>what is the world coming to...</title><content type='html'>nowadays, ppl seemed so anxious to get married.. spent lot's of money for the wedding.. seemed really happy.. but once married.. they wants a divorce... all those money spent... wasted... wat is the meaning to marriage then... just an excuse to invite people to dress well to a function..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people that are single seemed so desperate.. once in a relationship, they want out.. oh well.. not all.. some...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's why the notebook is a kinda good movie.. becoz it promotes "till death do us part..." sori, if u had not seen the movie, i spoilt it for you... but it's a bloody good movie... after notting hill.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i look around, ppl are hooking up.. most of my frens i met this yr at uni are already in relationships.. i seem to be the only one without.. i never been bothered by this.. but everytime, they gather, they would talk about wat their boyfriends are like.... hmm.. after a while, i was feeling abit left out... but on the other hand, i'm glad i'm not in a relationship after hearing them.. but another part of me, i'm not.. but i won't be in one just for the sake of being in one.. hmm.. i dunno..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dunno of it's me or something but, lately these few days, the streets are filled with good looking ppl.. when i say good looking, i mean.. gorgeous.. cute.. adorable.. stylish.. fit.. everyhing that says good looking.. but wat are the odds of me getting one... bleh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. i dun even know wat am i babbling about in this entry..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15854862-112852527256532204?l=lo-is.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lo-is.blogspot.com/feeds/112852527256532204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15854862&amp;postID=112852527256532204' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15854862/posts/default/112852527256532204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15854862/posts/default/112852527256532204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lo-is.blogspot.com/2005/10/what-is-world-coming-to.html' title='what is the world coming to...'/><author><name>Redrock</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15854862.post-112844326257749215</id><published>2005-10-05T01:59:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-10-05T02:27:42.606+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Things i learnt so far...</title><content type='html'>This is what i haf learnt so far since i came to Melbourne..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. Milk cannot be kept for 3 weeks or more..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it's sour, it means it's spoilt... i din check before pouring into my cereal, then when i tasted it, it tasted sour.. but i thought maybe it's the cereal's flavour... but the next time, i bought a new bottle of milk, the cereal doesn't taste sour.. so that means, the last time, i was eating spoilt milk..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. Rubbish have to be thrown every other day or less&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I left my rubbish in and din throw out.. and after a while, i couldn't find out where the smile was coming from.. i sniffed around, walking all over my place... but still couldn't find the source.. then finally, on my way out i took out the trash.. when i came home, the smell was gone.. so now i know, rubbish smells after a while..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. Bread Moulds Fast&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i bought bread, thinking i would eat.. but i din eat it for 2 days.. then when i wan to eat it, there are green things visible... that means... it's gone.. something got to it faster than i did.. eeshh..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. Carrots can dry up&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i bought carrots thinking that maybe i can cook something with it, so i left it in my basket... and forgot all about it.. one day, i decided to clean up the basket, and guess wat i found.... a black stick.... i figured that was the carrot...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. The weather's crazy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One moment it can be all sunny and warm.... but once u step into the store to get something and come out again, the weather can change to cool and windy... and sometimes even rain.... the weather in the city is not same as in the suburbs.. the coldest i felt in the city is not the coldest in the suburb.. the ballooning pilot said that it would be cold.. being a smart alec, i thought how bad could it be... so i went out into the suburbs all colllddd....shivering and all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. Tea leaves stains&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after drinking a cup of tea, i saw red stains in the cup..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7. Check before sitting&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When settling down on the grass, i hand swept a spot of crap.. bird crap..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8. Shop closes early&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are a late sleeper and wake up at 12 o clock, u need time to wash up and get ready to go out.. by the time u are all done, you haf only 3 hours to look in shops.. coz they close early... then there's nothing to do after that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9. Thin Walls&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walls in my apartment are sooo thin... u can almost imagine what neighbours are up to.... no, not thaatt.. but like maybe playing games consoles.. or watching DVDs.. or sometimes, conversations or even one sided conversations when intoxicated... "i'm sooooo druunk...." (*giggles in the background)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10. Keys and money&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during my stay here, there are many instances where i got locked out.. not locked out.. but forgot to take my keys out.. so anyway, i get charged for actually forgetting to bring my keys out... hmmph..! $5 bucks per time... i think i got locked out for more than 5 times... =(&lt;br /&gt;that day i went out to buy food.. when i went there, i looked at the menu.... it took a quite a long time and i think it annoyed the waiter.... but anyway, when i finally made up my mind, i tried to communicate to him what i actually wanted... which was not in the menu.. but apparently he doesnt understand a word i was saying... when i i finally got the message across, i put my hands in my pocket only to discover that i forgot to bring money out.... bleh... had to walk back home to get money...... fortunately i had my keys.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15854862-112844326257749215?l=lo-is.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lo-is.blogspot.com/feeds/112844326257749215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15854862&amp;postID=112844326257749215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15854862/posts/default/112844326257749215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15854862/posts/default/112844326257749215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lo-is.blogspot.com/2005/10/things-i-learnt-so-far.html' title='Things i learnt so far...'/><author><name>Redrock</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15854862.post-112806517679922262</id><published>2005-09-30T17:00:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-09-30T17:26:16.806+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Great Ocean Road..</title><content type='html'>This year has been a good year... so far, i had 2 surprises... and it was fun.. one was when i was back home, they were planning for my farewell.. all planned pretty well.. i din really suspect anything... anyway... for my birthday, i got a surprise as well..!! and i din expect anything..&lt;br /&gt;it was fun.. chocolate cakes and chocolate... Thx, Iris, Kaz, Ice and Linda.. and the rest... =) thk u all soo much... =)&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/37/1483/200/DSC00187.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Great Ocean Road~&lt;br /&gt;i've been here before.. but because my aunt wanted to see as she has not seen melbourne before.. so i just went along... i knew it was just rocks and ocean... so this time i went, it was still rocks and the ocean... same... but it was good fun.. bonding with nature.... hahahaha..the fish and chips was good.. hehe.. Eugenia was there as well.. so it wasn't thaat bad.. hehe.. always nice to haf a fren when goin on holiday.. =)  oh yea, i saw TORQUAY.. i was wondering wat was Kaz talking abt when i finally saw 2 gigantic stores;ripcurl and quicksilver....!! i saw TORQUAY.. then i remember Kaz talking about some place with big shops with surfing clothing... then i realised.. this is it..! haha.. he said something like tourkey.. wondering how to spell it.. oh well, i know it now... but the bus din stop there.... =( but anyway, it's not a shopping tour... it's a scenic tour... =p i wanna go..... road trip or something.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;after the Great Ocean Road, me and my aunt went ballooning.. hehe.. we woke up at 3am..!!! it was an hour's drive to the take off place... i was scared at first... but after a pretty stable take off, i began to loosen up... but Yarra Valley wasn't that great... it was ok.. all u can see is trees... and small houses that look like playthings.. and sheeps and cows running around coz they heard the balloon's sound... it's so funny.. looking at them running in different directions...&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/37/1483/200/DSC00205.jpg" border="0" /&gt;this is them setting up.. it was a cooooldd morning... the heat is so strong...!! in an instance, i was all warmed up already..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;the landing was so funny..!! we had a few bumps then i felt the basket tipping over... and THEN, it finally tipped over.. and we were all in the position as they were setting up.. lying on our backs... the other side was affected quite badly.... coz the basket scooped up some water.. some were drenched...! but they were good sports... they just laughed it off.. the pilot was afraid that they were winge and all but no.. they just laughed it off... so farni.. i was fortunate in a way, i was in the dry side.. then after, they gave us breakfast... champagne breakfast... =) full breakfast..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15854862-112806517679922262?l=lo-is.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lo-is.blogspot.com/feeds/112806517679922262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15854862&amp;postID=112806517679922262' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15854862/posts/default/112806517679922262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15854862/posts/default/112806517679922262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lo-is.blogspot.com/2005/09/great-ocean-road.html' title='Great Ocean Road..'/><author><name>Redrock</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15854862.post-112721252955915755</id><published>2005-09-20T20:26:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-09-20T20:35:29.563+10:00</updated><title type='text'>freaky..</title><content type='html'>towards the end of my lecture, i heard a sound at the back of the hall.. i turned to look, this man crushing papers stuffing them into his bag... then as i turned my head back to the lecture, i noticed someone looking as well... then we exchanged glances.. looking worried or freaked out.. then the worst thing is that the strange man sat beside me.... eeee... then he noticed some papers on a small P.A. box... he walked towards it.. i wanted to get up and leave the hall coz he was blocking my way out because i was sitting on the inside.. like trapped..!! but i din.. then later he sat down again... i felt like jumping over the chairs and run away... but no.. i waited.. then, it seems he spotted something on the other side.. i quickly took my chances and escaped... so freaky... but my fears dissapeared when i saw this really gooooooood looking guy staring at me on the way out... hehe.. but i couldn't find anything to say to him.. can't possibly ask for the time.. i read somewhere, should give guys compliments like.. "you've got a really cute smile.." then smile and walk away hoping for the best.. haha..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15854862-112721252955915755?l=lo-is.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lo-is.blogspot.com/feeds/112721252955915755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15854862&amp;postID=112721252955915755' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15854862/posts/default/112721252955915755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15854862/posts/default/112721252955915755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lo-is.blogspot.com/2005/09/freaky.html' title='freaky..'/><author><name>Redrock</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15854862.post-112683984326365673</id><published>2005-09-16T12:55:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-09-16T13:04:03.266+10:00</updated><title type='text'>on and on and on again...</title><content type='html'>This happened in a show for graduation..  The “popular” girls get a car and a MAC laptop, the “popular” guy gets cool stuffs… but… when it comes to the “Christian” girl, she gets a shiny new bible…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. what does that tell u….? in addition to that, she seemed really happy… her reaction is happier than the others…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s the “christian” girl is the daughter of the chrystal cathedral’s pastor….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My neighbours are like soo drunk… I can hear them… “Saraa.. I’m like sooo drunk!!” laughing non stop till 3 something..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea, iris! I followed wat u said.. so happen one of my frens asked.. “so how’s Melbourne so far..?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my fren         :          harloe! how's melbourne so far&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me                 :          haha.. great.. the strip clubs here are really good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my fren         :         err.....okay.....=p haven't been to one yet..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then moments later, he asked, "when did you go? which one?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can’t believe he actually believed wat I had said….!! Haha!! thk u iris.!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I SO wan to haf a house facing the ocean…!! but I dun wan it directly at the beach… wat happens if there is a tsunami or hurricane… hmm.. that is why, it is safer to have the house on a hill… where you can view the ocean… everything….. Then I can just sit out on the balcony sipping soft drinks while looking at the sunset……aww…… now wat it just needs is the perfect man to be in it… =p haha.. yes.. I watched The Perfect Man…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i was wondering..,&lt;br /&gt;why if a guy that lies to get your number adorable, but a fren or close fren lies to make you happy makes you angry....?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15854862-112683984326365673?l=lo-is.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lo-is.blogspot.com/feeds/112683984326365673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15854862&amp;postID=112683984326365673' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15854862/posts/default/112683984326365673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15854862/posts/default/112683984326365673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lo-is.blogspot.com/2005/09/on-and-on-and-on-again.html' title='on and on and on again...'/><author><name>Redrock</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15854862.post-112662325260602190</id><published>2005-09-14T00:37:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-09-14T00:54:13.676+10:00</updated><title type='text'>arghh..</title><content type='html'>Time past soo fast...!! i'm already in week 10... one month plus i'll be back home di... =(  i dowan to go home.. i like it here.. even if there's nothing much here for me to do... prob coz i love the privacy here, no one to tell me what to do, when to come home... and i felt that i have studied more than i have in the last sem.. which is really... hmm.. interesting.. maybe there's not much distraction here.. and i can leave for class anytime, i can just walk there instead of taking the highway.. looking for a parking space...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i love the shopping here....!! hehe.. although i have spent alot of money.. argh..! but not that i can help it.. coz whenever i walk to class or walk back from class, shops are all along the street...!! how to help it..?? i need to get those eye things the horses are wearing.... =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually i oso dunno how to say if someone asks "so how do u find melbourne?" ... wat kind of question is that....?? i dunno how to answer.... all i can say is..."good...the weather's nice.." this is all i can say... everytime.. the same thing.... wat else can i say..? iris-sensei, teach me.. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;keke.. i read your blog... and u gave me the idea.. i CAN bribe u... kekekke..... muahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~think~&lt;br /&gt;penguin... same height...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just kidding....!! be my fren k... =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15854862-112662325260602190?l=lo-is.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lo-is.blogspot.com/feeds/112662325260602190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15854862&amp;postID=112662325260602190' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15854862/posts/default/112662325260602190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15854862/posts/default/112662325260602190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lo-is.blogspot.com/2005/09/arghh.html' title='arghh..'/><author><name>Redrock</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15854862.post-112610861274895981</id><published>2005-09-08T01:22:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-09-30T17:00:06.736+10:00</updated><title type='text'>kekeke..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/37/1483/1600/DSC00019a.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The art of make up... so difficult...&lt;br /&gt;but today was good, i had a free make up.. IRIS! i wanted to call u to come see me... i looked.. different... but i dunno how to do the look again.. haha.. weird.. but looks nice.. then then, i got another photo.. ppl said makes me look like a businesswoman.. keke. this is how i wan to look like when i have my own businesses.. keke.. &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/37/1483/1600/DSC00056a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/37/1483/320/DSC00056a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;they looked weird.. coz i'm looking into the mirror.. ppl say vain. but i say.. look like photoshoot..! =p bleh.. i like it...!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15854862-112610861274895981?l=lo-is.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lo-is.blogspot.com/feeds/112610861274895981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15854862&amp;postID=112610861274895981' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15854862/posts/default/112610861274895981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15854862/posts/default/112610861274895981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lo-is.blogspot.com/2005/09/kekeke.html' title='kekeke..'/><author><name>Redrock</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15854862.post-112592302125134265</id><published>2005-09-05T22:16:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-09-05T22:23:41.276+10:00</updated><title type='text'>why..</title><content type='html'>haf u ever wondered when your life will be of no responsibility...? well.. to bad.. from diapers to training bras.. u will still haf responsibilities.. too bad.. and when u made a mistake, u haf a responsibility.. even if u dun wan to face it, sooner or later, someone will make u face it.. either that.. or face the consequences... pretty cruel ya... but life's like that... =( whether u like it ornot..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i finally got my presentation over and done with..!!! it was pretty scary.. i think i stuttered quite a bit.. i hope i din let my other uni mates down.. but i'm glad it's over..... however, there's one more to go... haihz.. i hate group work... however, group work can be fun.. if your group mates are fun...=) oh well, everything's got its ups and down...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15854862-112592302125134265?l=lo-is.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15854862.post-112583592730616558</id><published>2005-09-04T21:41:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-09-04T22:12:07.323+10:00</updated><title type='text'>told u so..</title><content type='html'>see.. it's been days since the last post.. i'm begining to prove my point... =p&lt;br /&gt;so anyway, i finally went to the beach i've always wanted to go......!! but i din take any photos.. coz it was so dark... after having drinks with iris and her frens from church, me and iris din know wat to do.. then we decided we have some gelati or cake.. i havent been to crown, so we went.. then halfway, she called her fren.. so nice to haf a car.. and he was so nice to take us around...! we bought some CHOCOLATE cake (WARM).. to eat on the beachh..... ~~YYYUUUMMMMM~~  thx iris and iris's fren... =)&lt;br /&gt;then we went to see some really nice apartments.. i mean the area.. around a water area... very nice... i wan to live hereeee... so anyway.. i had fun.. =) well.. i hope they did as well...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15854862-112583592730616558?l=lo-is.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lo-is.blogspot.com/feeds/112583592730616558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15854862&amp;postID=112583592730616558' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15854862/posts/default/112583592730616558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15854862/posts/default/112583592730616558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lo-is.blogspot.com/2005/09/told-u-so.html' title='told u so..'/><author><name>Redrock</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15854862.post-112539927353720809</id><published>2005-08-30T20:47:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-08-30T20:54:33.540+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Kantoi...</title><content type='html'>essh.. kantoi... haha.. today i was talking with my fren, then she asked how was my group work.. then i started to complain to her..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me   :   argh.. u know my group 7 ppl, but only 3 ppl turned up including me, that means 4. haihz.&lt;br /&gt;her  :   eh, i'm in that group oso la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahaha!!! i felt so embarassed..!!! really kantoi..!! then we laughed together, i hope she din think i bitch abt the group alot.. hahaha.. anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i'm stuck today in my business computing with my lecturer who makes lame jokes... for example, he was explaining about some excel buttons, then there is this button called the "Formula Bar"... then he went on saying, "well, it's not a place u can order and drink formulas"..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*crickets in the background*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u see.. this is wat u learn in business computing lectures... tsk tsk...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15854862-112539927353720809?l=lo-is.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lo-is.blogspot.com/feeds/112539927353720809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15854862&amp;postID=112539927353720809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15854862/posts/default/112539927353720809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15854862/posts/default/112539927353720809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lo-is.blogspot.com/2005/08/kantoi.html' title='Kantoi...'/><author><name>Redrock</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15854862.post-112531685829876647</id><published>2005-08-29T21:51:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-08-29T22:00:58.303+10:00</updated><title type='text'>new toilet bowl..</title><content type='html'>The problem with me is i tend to get tired with things.. for example, it seems i've been bloggin ever since i started this blog, i bet, in a matter of time, i would blog 2 days once, then later, once a week, then later once a month.. then later, forget all abt it, then start again.. this habit is bad... haihz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i had 2 group meetings... crraazzyy... each meeting ran like for 2/3 hours... so tirreed... it wasn't like i had any breaks.. after lecture, had lunch, then went to tutes.. then straight after, 2/3 hours of brain storming... then the next meeting, same thing.. i think i've overworked my brains for today.. haihz.. hardly haf time to study.. all group work.. in a way, it's good, coz these assignments carry 30-40% of the total course marks.. so it's not too bad, it'll help me in the exams... hopefully...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was so funny during of the meeting, we were discussing about the assignment, and we kinda "stole" ideas from the other high distinction groups.. we din actually steal... but we took pics.. then Eugenia (my uni mate) figured out the words and sentences.. and it din help that my phone's picture resolution was good.. but anyways, we got wat we wanted...  kekeke..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna cut my hair.... but i kept thinking whether should i or not... firstly, guys like girls who haf long hair.. girls with short hair dun get any action.. and plus they tend to stereotype girls with short hair that they are wild... but i'm not.. i;m so pure.... =p hmm.. but the hair's mine.. and guys dun determine my decision... haihz.. i dunno... nemind.. i'll think abt whether i wanna cut my hair ornot later... now haf to think abt tests and assignments... haihz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta study... help me...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15854862-112531685829876647?l=lo-is.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lo-is.blogspot.com/feeds/112531685829876647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/37/1483/1600/day%20after%20tomorrow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/37/1483/320/day%20after%20tomorrow.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just watched a movie on tv... "10.5"... made me think, wat if i was in there... it's scary.. i wouldn't know wat to do.. well.. i know that i will be goin to heaven if i leave this world.. so it wouldn't matter.. would it..? haha.. i wouldn't know.. i might be too scared to think about where i would go.. i would just run... haha.. These movies such as "10.5" and "The Day After Tomorrow" always made me think, if i was in that situation, this is wat i would do;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in "10.5", i would be..... err.... hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;skip that, in "The Day After Tomorrow", i might stay with Jake Gyllenhal (not sure of the spelling).. But on the other hand, i would follow the majority of people walking across the to another state.. i mean, u would go with the flow right..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually, i wouldn't know wat i would do if i was in that situation... prob just stay and pray.. haha.. dunno.. or even go to church? haha.. safer maybe..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is this nature....? if it is, then no point in saving the environment... coz we're helping trees but the earth and weather is killing us.. so how..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but anyways, all these are just movies... i'm begining to think movies are becoming reality...becoz i've experienced the earthquake back home.. and earthquakes is not supposed to be there... it doesn't help that i was staying temporarily on the 26th floor... talk about coincidence... made me think hmm, do i wan to stay in a condominium... scary...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the earth is falling apart... so why help it... =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eesh.. why do i always think about all these....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15854862-112523621300958325?l=lo-is.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lo-is.blogspot.com/feeds/112523621300958325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15854862&amp;postID=112523621300958325' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15854862/posts/default/112523621300958325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15854862/posts/default/112523621300958325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lo-is.blogspot.com/2005/08/nature-can-be-scary.html' title='Nature can be scary..'/><author><name>Redrock</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15854862.post-112514009447555014</id><published>2005-08-27T20:54:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-08-28T23:46:21.796+10:00</updated><title type='text'>why do i realise things later..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The thing about me is that i always tend to realise things slower... like for example, today, i thought i took a black bra from my luggage... i wore it and all.. then when i came back from an outing, i realised, my bra was not black at all... it was olive green..!! it's either i never took notice.. or my eyes are playing tricks on me... it's weird..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This "Why-do-i-always-realise-things-later" doesn't only happen to clothes.. it happens to the things i do, the people i'm close with... and the feeling can just come to you in a flash, it's odd.. like it was so long ago, like maybe 2 yrs ago...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm finally blog-ing.. prob becoz i'm too bored, and there;s practically nothing else to do here anyway... argh.. the weather here is so dry.... my skin's itching... lucky it din itch when i was out.. but it's so dry.. i had to put on moisturiser.... haihz.. but today was fun.. din planned to do anything.. but after getting a call from iris to look out the window, she was there with her frens.. having lunch.. on the grass.. outside the state library.. i never actually sat on grass since primary school... and that was just becoz we had to.. i was scared that the moist from the grass will stick onto my ass.. but luckily.. it didn't..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea and so, one of iris's fren left for home... and we went to the state library.. i felt like a tourist, first time stepping into the state library... then there was this hall so quiet... i coughed a lil, and u can hear the echo, it was so farni.. then iris was like... "i dare u to scream...dare u, dare u, dare u.." well, i din scream.. but i coughed really loudly.. and there were ppl staring at us, i quickly went out of the hall.. this iris ar... &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;bad influence... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i felt weird.. so many books.... i never seen so many books in my life b4... dowan to say it out loud, later ppl will think i'm dumb or something.. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after we went to the botanical gardens.. i think that's the name for the garden.. anyways.. there's this building that looks like a pyramid... i think it's a memorial for something.. some war... it felt creepy inside.. like pillars everywhere.. and the lights are so dimmed......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know it's not something i would do normally like to visit the gardens and museums.. but dunno why since last year, i've become more fascinated with museums... and i wan to go to the zoo...&lt;br /&gt;b4 my parents and i left for Aus, i was always saying i wan to go to the zoo.. but when we were here, we were too busy to even bother... never thought of it.. i will go one day.... hopefully the one day will come...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15854862-112514009447555014?l=lo-is.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lo-is.blogspot.com/feeds/112514009447555014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15854862&amp;postID=112514009447555014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15854862/posts/default/112514009447555014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15854862/posts/default/112514009447555014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lo-is.blogspot.com/2005/08/why-do-i-realise-things-later_27.html' title='why do i realise things later..'/><author><name>Redrock</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>
