<?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-28784047</id><updated>2011-10-06T21:46:41.642+08:00</updated><category term='nonsensical post'/><category term='Random Pics'/><category term='Music videos'/><category term='Back to School'/><category term='F.R.I.E.N.D.S.'/><category term='A freaking long'/><category term='Good buys'/><category term='random'/><category term='Birthdays'/><category term='I am so lame'/><category term='Lame and Bored'/><category term='Random Rants'/><category term='The crime-fighter in me'/><category term='A Levels Events'/><category term='CNY rants'/><title type='text'>EarthLEngs</title><subtitle type='html'>AN EARTHGUIDE TO CRAPPINESS</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Karleng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679869351786889654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3942/3054/1600/513879/DSCF0329.2.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>174</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28784047.post-3496530540721424445</id><published>2011-02-14T03:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-14T03:54:12.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To celebrate a life</title><content type='html'>I started this blog by talking about my dog Rusky. He was my first dog. He ran into my house on October 3rd 1998. Along with that, he created a childhood of wonders, friendship and loyalty for me. He loved to eat. Some eat to live, but others like Rusky dear, lived to eat. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today, he passed away. Mommy, papa and the maid were at his side. He suffered in his last few days, but he did have 12+ good years of life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It will take a long time to recover. Maybe I never will. But for such a great dog like him, it is only apt to celebrate than to continuously mourn his life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He was the first dog we saved. Many strays ran into our clinic for some reason and my parents always kept them and gave them to the vet for treatment, before they found homes for these dogs. If Rusky had not ran onto my dad's foot that very night in 1998, we may not have started this. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My heart is really heavy with sadness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Farewell my childhood friend, I love you so much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-y140t6pOhMw/TVg2lOk5noI/AAAAAAAABMc/Bjo4D4nZQcA/s320/P1050278.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573264552066915970" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28784047-3496530540721424445?l=earthlengs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/feeds/3496530540721424445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28784047&amp;postID=3496530540721424445&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/3496530540721424445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/3496530540721424445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/2011/02/to-celebrate-life.html' title='To celebrate a life'/><author><name>Karleng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679869351786889654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3942/3054/1600/513879/DSCF0329.2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-y140t6pOhMw/TVg2lOk5noI/AAAAAAAABMc/Bjo4D4nZQcA/s72-c/P1050278.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28784047.post-386948102038203619</id><published>2009-11-16T02:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T02:38:38.838+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am thinking of creating a new blog. One that is private too. It's time to let go, move on and celebrate being a twenteen because it should be the time of my life; the time where I learn how to stand on my own two feet in the world; the time where I can say 'fuck everything' and still end up having that big, cheesy, sampat grin that probably has a few more aging lines compared to that picture of me on the left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28784047-386948102038203619?l=earthlengs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/feeds/386948102038203619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28784047&amp;postID=386948102038203619&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/386948102038203619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/386948102038203619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-am-thinking-of-creating-new-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Karleng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679869351786889654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3942/3054/1600/513879/DSCF0329.2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28784047.post-6321867577263637743</id><published>2009-08-06T01:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T02:28:01.999+08:00</updated><title type='text'>when the question becomes you</title><content type='html'>There was once when I was confident and self-assured about what I wanted, what I knew and who I was. Sad to say, if you (would be) bothered to look at the posts I created 3 years ago, you would too, notice a huge difference in me. I am no longer that person and I question myself daily about what I have achieved since I left Malaysia and what I have become.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am having an identity crisis right now. The 17 yr old me would describe myself as happy-go-lucky but the 20 yr old me wouldn't even dare say anything. Sigh. I get depressed when people jokingly call me Miss President/Boss in reference to my Interact and A-levels days. I wouldn't even use the word 'capable' to describe myself anymore. I just feel like I am... nothing . I used to have stories, LOTS of stories to tell the world and blog about. Things that made me laugh and feel good about myself. But such things are almost non-existent now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess things took a turn when I reached the States. How wonderful it was to FINALLY have an education system where I could do whatever I wanted to do- learn, sing, dance, have a crazy good "American" time like what was on TV. My world basically crumbled due to this, my naiveness and unpreparedness for what lied ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know that getting an A meant getting 93-94% for exams. I didn't know that with each grade drop (A+ -&gt; A -&gt; A- -&gt; B+, etc) meant deducting .33 from 4.0 for my GPA. I didn't know that I would have problems with the administration. I didn't know that SAM would prepare me better than A-lvls for the education system. I didn't know that it would be so bloody hard to assimilate into the American culture, not like I even knew what the culture was in the first place!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt lonely and misunderstood all the time and wondered if going to the UK would've been better for me. Many times I looked at my UK friends' profiles and envied their (seemingly) easy and enjoyable lifestyles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was depressed, easy as that. Many other factors affected me but yea, I was just not strong enough to deal with everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that is exactly what is making me regret today- that I didn't try to make things better for myself. I simply gave up and wallowed in self-pity. I didn't even want to email my family and friends because I just wanted to hide from the world, questions and judgments. I also started to put the blame on others for some of the decisions that I've made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But today, I know I should stop doing that. I should accept and let go of the past. I need to discover who I am regardless of who I was. I really need to start.. loving myself. Haih.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28784047-6321867577263637743?l=earthlengs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/feeds/6321867577263637743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28784047&amp;postID=6321867577263637743&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/6321867577263637743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/6321867577263637743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/2009/08/when-question-becomes-you.html' title='when the question becomes you'/><author><name>Karleng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679869351786889654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3942/3054/1600/513879/DSCF0329.2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28784047.post-8909304127065390937</id><published>2009-07-01T15:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T17:23:00.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It really wasn't until I watched 'Man in the Mirror' moments ago that I realized how Michael Jackson's music has always been embedded in my life. When I was around 6-7 years old, my siblings, cousins and I would go to Bukit Jalil club to bowl. To me then, the whole experience was a rarity cos Bukit Jalil just opened and I've never been to any clubs (oh, how the meaning of this word has changed) before. What was cooler, was the jukebox at the back of the alley. I remember clearly that I asked my siblings to choose 'You are not alone'. I also remember how I felt shy when I heard the song blaring through the speakers.. I was really ashamed to be caught listening to love songs when I was a child hahaha.. I thought Michael was really handsome in the video too :). 'Black or White' was the song that made me develop a small crush on Macaulay Culkin back in the day. When I was 16, me and my friends performed as a group [X]-t.a.s.y. at the 2005 ICC Charity Concert. Thriller was our opening score. It was so awesome.. Playing zombie dead, having the smoke machines on , Arthur moonwalking across the stage, waking up and doing those Thriller moves! Ahhhhhh... In that year's concert alone, I think 2-3 groups played Thriller. Haha.. And in the next year, I was the OC of the concert. I never really told anyone this to stay impartial but I felt that one of the best moves came from Lisan's group when they danced to 'Beat it'. I also once shamelessly wondered how it would be like if I had two guys fighting over me like in the song 'The Girl is Mine' sung by MJ and Paul McCartney heheh.. I had always wanted to see Michael Jackson perform live but all I can say for now is that I'm thankful to have grown up listening to his music. R.I.P.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28784047-8909304127065390937?l=earthlengs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/feeds/8909304127065390937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28784047&amp;postID=8909304127065390937&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/8909304127065390937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/8909304127065390937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/2009/07/it-really-wasnt-until-i-watched-man-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Karleng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679869351786889654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3942/3054/1600/513879/DSCF0329.2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28784047.post-2930726284534222236</id><published>2009-06-12T00:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T00:16:21.308+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Buster and my mom's flowers</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/SjEs7NIOPOI/AAAAAAAABJs/Ey7RGwW0rPM/s1600-h/DSC01396.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/SjEs7NIOPOI/AAAAAAAABJs/Ey7RGwW0rPM/s320/DSC01396.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346103628313541858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/SjEtrIfoFXI/AAAAAAAABJ8/d6RKqnnqsf8/s1600-h/DSC01395.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/SjEtrIfoFXI/AAAAAAAABJ8/d6RKqnnqsf8/s320/DSC01395.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346104451703248242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/SjEs7fQINAI/AAAAAAAABJ0/Z4VJt9AIDaA/s1600-h/DSC01397.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/SjEs7fQINAI/AAAAAAAABJ0/Z4VJt9AIDaA/s320/DSC01397.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346103633178539010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28784047-2930726284534222236?l=earthlengs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/feeds/2930726284534222236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28784047&amp;postID=2930726284534222236&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/2930726284534222236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/2930726284534222236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/2009/06/buster.html' title='Buster and my mom&apos;s flowers'/><author><name>Karleng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679869351786889654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3942/3054/1600/513879/DSCF0329.2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/SjEs7NIOPOI/AAAAAAAABJs/Ey7RGwW0rPM/s72-c/DSC01396.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28784047.post-2898032915533722304</id><published>2009-06-08T00:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T00:18:33.845+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WTF</title><content type='html'>OMG sometimes reading back my posts when I was 17/17 going on 18 makes me damn depressed. Where has my lameness gone to!? Aiyo.. Am I turning into this boring person who takes things seriously and thinks too much about them? Omg I think I'm doing it right now! Aih! Read about my pigeon attack in form 5, how Carmen laughed at me winning a box of fiberlife powder whereas she only won 2 packets after me (hahahaha), my ass being cupped by the Sungai Wang dress shop owner, pictures of Warren shopping with girls, my take on the  I-am-man-hear-me-roar (sigh, I am quoting the old me. That IS sad) movie 300... UGHHHH! Lame, happy-go-lucky Earthleng has turned into my-age-now-begins-with-the-digit-2 and desperate-to-be-lame-again Earthleng. :,,,,( I actually told my brother while I was watering my mom's plants just now: Watering plants has a therapeutic effect on me.......... wtf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/SivnO7C5Z4I/AAAAAAAABJk/--wPSChcu04/s1600-h/IMG_4619.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/SivnO7C5Z4I/AAAAAAAABJk/--wPSChcu04/s320/IMG_4619.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344619626359252866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;,,,,,,,,(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28784047-2898032915533722304?l=earthlengs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/feeds/2898032915533722304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28784047&amp;postID=2898032915533722304&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/2898032915533722304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/2898032915533722304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/2009/06/wtf.html' title='WTF'/><author><name>Karleng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679869351786889654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3942/3054/1600/513879/DSCF0329.2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/SivnO7C5Z4I/AAAAAAAABJk/--wPSChcu04/s72-c/IMG_4619.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28784047.post-257261940663590648</id><published>2009-05-31T02:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T02:29:38.002+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heehee</title><content type='html'>My boyfriend was a very good boy in both primary and high school. I remember telling him that I was the total opposite with what I did during standard 3. Calling me mischievous is probably an understatement. Oh goodness.. Just read on.. Hahahaa.. If you think you know me well, read on man!!! I totally forgot about this until I told LH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was the Head Librarian (yes I was a librarian, for 2 years in fact!!) for the afternoon session. We would have to go to the library at 11.30am and stay there till 1pm to sort the books and put em back on the shelves. I was given the key to lock the library at 1.. I forgot how it started.. But all of us actually chased everyone out, closed the library at 12.30pm and played catching almost everyday. Sometimes even until we went late for classes! Some of the games that I came up with (also dunno how I was so naughty and mou liu back then) were:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-"Vampire attack"&lt;br /&gt;We would switch off all the lights, choose 3 people to be 'vampires' and hop around like the ones we see in old Chinese shows (keong si). I was an avid Sailormoon fan.. ERRRRR If you have read the comic book before, Sailormars has this "fu", a piece of paper that has some Chinese magic words on it to ward off evil spirits. I copied down the Chinese characters onto strips of papers to use em in this game so when the "vampires" went near one of us, we would stick the paper onto their foreheads or something and the person would have to stay still for a few seconds. What the hell man. I was only 9 when I came up with this?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-"Shark"&lt;br /&gt;All of us would join two long tables side by side, stand on them, and have 2 players underneath the table as 'sharks'. Once the "sharks" grab your leg, you lose and would have to join them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-"Lion"&lt;br /&gt;same concept. no standing on tables.. I forgot how it went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya!! Some librarians and I abhorred our BM teacher at that time cos he caned everyone who did not get 100% for ejaan (spelling test). We pretended that he was an empty bottle and started kicking it around.. wth.. like future witch doctors. Hahahhaa.. scared of me anot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously -_-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28784047-257261940663590648?l=earthlengs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/feeds/257261940663590648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28784047&amp;postID=257261940663590648&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/257261940663590648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/257261940663590648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/2009/05/heehee.html' title='Heehee'/><author><name>Karleng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679869351786889654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3942/3054/1600/513879/DSCF0329.2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28784047.post-4752116437712579624</id><published>2009-05-30T03:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T03:54:45.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>On a blogging spree, feel so free, want to eat  fried maggi mee</title><content type='html'>I have two friends who have been my closest pals since 15. Both taller than me, as lame as me, more loving and caring than me, less sampat than me and definitely, more patient than me. I haven't seen them in a year's time. I should've called and emailed them more over the past one year. It's saddening sometimes, to think, feel, or know that we might or have drifted apart, that between us aren't just miles, but a void. But I feel that we shouldn't be afraid of this void. True friends don't necessarily have to be close to you. Whichever way you choose to define 'true', these friends will always have your back regardless of how many hours you talk on the phone, see each other or simply spend time together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These two ladies (ladies because we are entering our twenties) are gems to me. The good and bad shit that we've been through together for the past 5 years made us grow, appreciate and learn about life. about friendship, loyalty, trust, determination, acceptance, change and choice. I guess none of us except one (:P) has ever been good at expressing ourselves. The best achievement might have been crying at every single romance show we watched together, notably The Notebook and Made of Honor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some say you're lucky if you have at least one true friend. Well, I am lucky, needless to say why. I know many people and have cliques that I can easily blend into. I was voted as the Socialite back in high school. But as you grow and look back at what was and what is, some things just don't matter much anymore. Numbers are just numbers, and titles are just titles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noelle and Lydia,&lt;br /&gt;here's to you, to us, to the past 5 years of laughter, lame jokes, farts, tears, yelling, disappointment, disagreement, boy problems, endless support, encouragement, happiness and perseverance together or apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss you guys!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28784047-4752116437712579624?l=earthlengs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/feeds/4752116437712579624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28784047&amp;postID=4752116437712579624&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/4752116437712579624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/4752116437712579624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/2009/05/on-blogging-spree-feel-so-free-want-to.html' title='On a blogging spree, feel so free, want to eat  fried maggi mee'/><author><name>Karleng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679869351786889654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3942/3054/1600/513879/DSCF0329.2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28784047.post-3291843195158045558</id><published>2009-05-30T03:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T03:12:45.557+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"It's a funny thing about comin' home. Looks the same, smells the same, feels the same. You'll realize what's changed is you. &lt;/span&gt;"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28784047-3291843195158045558?l=earthlengs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/feeds/3291843195158045558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28784047&amp;postID=3291843195158045558&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/3291843195158045558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/3291843195158045558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/2009/05/its-funny-thing-about-comin-home.html' title=''/><author><name>Karleng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679869351786889654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3942/3054/1600/513879/DSCF0329.2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28784047.post-6588418924420685310</id><published>2009-05-29T17:00:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T18:07:25.375+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a few pictures of New York</title><content type='html'>Am back in Malaysia! The flight from NY to HK was rather fast. I slept through the take off till two hours later, when LH woke me up and told me there were many good movies onboard Ala Benjamin Button, Slumdog, The Reader, Twilight (ok, maybe not too good), Gran Torino, Seven Pounds, etc. We only watched a few though. I thought Benjamin Button was a beautiful movie with a poignant touch on life and death. What was the symbol of the backward-ticking clock at the end, how was it different to the same one showed at the beginning of the movie? Things I ponder but am too lazy to find an answer to now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our flight was delayed for 40 minutes due to traffic at JFK. We only reached HK at 3pm and we missed our connecting flight at 3.05pm. Was upset at first cos I thought about my parents who were super excited to pick me up from the airport (last message I got from my dad, 'Cu in Msia. Luv) haha. Nevertheless, Cathay Pacific compensated each of us with a new ticket the next day, free stay at Regal Hotel for one night, a free buffet dinner and a HKD40 voucher. Not bad not bad. No wonder they are this year's Best Airline by some award. I really liked their food and entertainment onboard!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some pics from New York:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Sh-mzYkYiuI/AAAAAAAABIM/taXruIzBAX8/s1600-h/IMG_4705.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Sh-mzYkYiuI/AAAAAAAABIM/taXruIzBAX8/s320/IMG_4705.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341171084783291106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunset in lower Manhattan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Sh-m0KFktTI/AAAAAAAABIc/GLk2A3eKhAE/s1600-h/IMG_4946.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Sh-m0KFktTI/AAAAAAAABIc/GLk2A3eKhAE/s320/IMG_4946.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341171098075837746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am that p e a n u t in the middle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Sh-q7TTwGnI/AAAAAAAABJc/UMqhg1Q6O-I/s1600-h/IMG_4532.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Sh-q7TTwGnI/AAAAAAAABJc/UMqhg1Q6O-I/s320/IMG_4532.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341175618856819314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brooklynn Bridge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Sh-q660yBXI/AAAAAAAABJU/R5ho8qVWmgo/s1600-h/IMG_4677.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Sh-q660yBXI/AAAAAAAABJU/R5ho8qVWmgo/s320/IMG_4677.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341175612284470642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pier 17. We didn't know such a pier existed! Just wandered around to find Bodies Exhibition on Fulton Street and were greeted by the masses. Wall Street and Chinatown are pretty nearby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Sh-mzt5BMpI/AAAAAAAABIU/q77M1U8L-2I/s1600-h/IMG_4673.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Sh-mzt5BMpI/AAAAAAAABIU/q77M1U8L-2I/s320/IMG_4673.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341171090506986130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Yogi Contortionist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Sh-po6LEQ9I/AAAAAAAABJE/BhO9FrACJpY/s1600-h/IMG_4558.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Sh-po6LEQ9I/AAAAAAAABJE/BhO9FrACJpY/s320/IMG_4558.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341174203360232402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Street dancers. Wah that body is perfect man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Sh-q6R4QaxI/AAAAAAAABJM/XgUpQOCgR1c/s1600-h/IMG_4871.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Sh-q6R4QaxI/AAAAAAAABJM/XgUpQOCgR1c/s320/IMG_4871.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341175601293191954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to puke halfway, seriously&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Sh-poRA04vI/AAAAAAAABI0/zNXke54GZAI/s1600-h/IMG_4792.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Sh-poRA04vI/AAAAAAAABI0/zNXke54GZAI/s320/IMG_4792.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341174192311427826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Sh-poN7_2wI/AAAAAAAABIs/Ov0V9IeWcvI/s1600-h/IMG_4427.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Sh-poN7_2wI/AAAAAAAABIs/Ov0V9IeWcvI/s320/IMG_4427.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341174191485868802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Sh-pnvENpeI/AAAAAAAABIk/PaeDU2C2DeU/s1600-h/IMG_4281.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Sh-pnvENpeI/AAAAAAAABIk/PaeDU2C2DeU/s320/IMG_4281.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341174183198828002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muah my Yellow M&amp;amp;M!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Sh-polBH-KI/AAAAAAAABI8/OPA5a14i1Pg/s1600-h/IMG_4664.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Sh-polBH-KI/AAAAAAAABI8/OPA5a14i1Pg/s320/IMG_4664.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341174197681387682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again, wandered around lower Manhattan and found this quaint little place full of restaurants on Stone street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Sh-my4-VdqI/AAAAAAAABIE/1vkA8gw49o8/s1600-h/IMG_4925.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Sh-my4-VdqI/AAAAAAAABIE/1vkA8gw49o8/s320/IMG_4925.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341171076302206626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Times Square can't shine as bright as you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28784047-6588418924420685310?l=earthlengs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/feeds/6588418924420685310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28784047&amp;postID=6588418924420685310&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/6588418924420685310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/6588418924420685310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/2009/05/just-few-pictures-of-new-york.html' title='Just a few pictures of New York'/><author><name>Karleng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679869351786889654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3942/3054/1600/513879/DSCF0329.2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Sh-mzYkYiuI/AAAAAAAABIM/taXruIzBAX8/s72-c/IMG_4705.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28784047.post-5589113188775353539</id><published>2009-05-27T14:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T14:26:36.858+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bittersweet</title><content type='html'>I know I will feel this way for the next few days. I will know how it feels like to leave your heart wrapped up in hopes and dreams in a city that not only never sleeps, but never fails to inspire too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28784047-5589113188775353539?l=earthlengs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/feeds/5589113188775353539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28784047&amp;postID=5589113188775353539&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/5589113188775353539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/5589113188775353539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/2009/05/bittersweet.html' title='Bittersweet'/><author><name>Karleng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679869351786889654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3942/3054/1600/513879/DSCF0329.2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28784047.post-738162094476115512</id><published>2009-05-26T13:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T14:39:44.179+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wah</title><content type='html'>I guess like what a good friend of mine in UVa once said, it really doesn't get any better than NYC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I left Champaign last Saturday night and reached Chicago at 12am. With the renovations on the Blue CTA line in Chicago, it took me and LH quite awhile to reach O'Hare airport. Our flight was scheduled at 6.15am so we basically stayed up the whole night.. which was quite fun! We spoke to a girl who had just graduated from UIUC the week before and who was also flying to New York to start her job. Ahhhh come to think of it, I'm so jealous of her now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've only been here for two days.. but I can tell you that NYC is &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;AMAZINGGGG.&lt;/span&gt; I've been to some of the popular places in the States like San Fran, Washington DC and Chicago but New York is of its own league. I like San Fran- it's like a cute little town with lots of Asians and even more seafood but apart from Fisherman's Wharf, there isn't much to do there. DC was err... I went at the wrong time, really. It was Thanksgiving and everything was closed. I like the museums, mainly because they are free and close to major DC landmarks but the place reminded me of Putrajaya la- a working city without a night life... or inhabitants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chicago on the other hand was pretty cool. However once again, WRONG time. I went during WINTER. Just so you know, -17 deg C was the average temperature when I stayed in the city. The range ('julat suhu') of temperature was big, so yea.. average -17, that tells you something about the Windy City doesn't it. Heaps of snow, stupid watery curbs covered with snow on top, etc. I adored the skyscrappers in Chicago though! I especially like the Tribune tower and Water Tower. Very gothic and classy (I think I would love Europe because of my taste in buildings. I start smiling and.. clapping nonstop when I see a beautiful old Western buildings ok. Sometimes only la). But I hated one thing about Chicago... the homeless people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You guys may think beggars in Malaysia are a nuisance (actually I don't) but you haven't seen the homeless people in the States! They'll approach you and ask you for money, unlike those in Malaysia who would just sit and wait for someone to give them some. I get really scared and freaked out by these people because they are mostly much bigger sized men. Also, for most of the times, they would come up with some bullshit story e.g. I need money to drive my expecting wife to the hospital, I lost all my belongings on the train, I need to buy bla bla bla. LH and I got conned once in Chicago. Ugh.. But anyway, my point here is that the homeless situation in the US is horrible. This country IS rich, but the distribution of wealth is very much skewed and there are many useless people that resort to this way of getting money because they simply do not want to work. I once sat opposite a homeless woman on a CTA bus. She asked everyone who stepped onto the bus for money and used her Sony cellphone after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many people in the States define POOR as not having a cellphone, not getting the nike shoes that they want, etc. Every materialistic item that is unobtained consolidates that definition. Like what LH once said, these people should get out of the States and go to developing or undeveloped countries to see what 'poor' really means. I can't stand this people. Got polo shirts, iPod and all but still call themselves poor. In a way it's true, they ARE poor. Poor in virtue, that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As all the places that I've been to in the States (including university campuses) had scary and greedy homeless people, I expected the same situation in New York. It turned out otherwise! People here really strive to make a living for themselves, for example by selling water bottles, keychains and other souvenir stuff, dancing like Michael Jackson, etc. I've only had ONE person coming up and asking me for cash. ONE in two days is a friggin good record ok! Maybe I shouldn't base my judgment on what I've experienced in only two days but all I can say is I feel that almost everyone in this city doesn't want to end up a failure. The inspiration and awe you get as you walk the streets of New York City is raw, palpable and forceful. NYC is just great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apart from that, the places that I've visited, even Chicago normally do not have a nightlife unless you count going to pubs as having one. This comes across as overly enthusiastic but I don't care..... NYC's nightlife is awesome!!!!!! Ever since I left Malaysia, I have not experienced a single night life here. Seriously! Everything closes at 6-7pm and only bars open after that. They aren't even clubs... So you get loads of drunkards who drink cheap alcohol simply because they just want to BE wasted. This made me miss Malaysia even more. You can get good mamak food at 5am, go to a shopping mall at 8pm and do other stuff withou adhering to the drinking scene. Even after what I've seen in NYC (Broadway, Pier 17, Times Square!), I still think Malaysia's nightlife (oh, my pasar malam..) is the best :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. What else... New Yorkers. Yes, New Yorkers. They are known to be rude and unfriendly but I beg to differ. I think the people here are friendlier than those in Chicago and are easier to ask for help. Besides that, the safety here isn't as bad as what the media portrays. I sometimes feel that it's safer to walk around the city than in KL/PJ/ Seri Kembangan.. esp with all the snatch theft and crime reports back home. Hahaha I find it funny that the only time I've felt unsafe in NYC so far was in Chinatown. I felt safer even in Little Italy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So do I regret rejecting NYU's offer last year? Hehe, surprisingly I find myself answering 'No' rather easily. Of course I would have an amazing city characterizing my uni life and all, but when I look back at my past one year, I cannot help but be thankful for what I have learned and gained from being where I was and am. Life is what you make out of it. I'm really glad for everything I have gone through because it has changed me for the better. So in this case, nope!! :) Eh Soraya, if you're reading this. You'll enjoy NYU la! Don't worry!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more thing about New York (hehe) before I sleep and enjoy my last (:() day here before I fly back to KL.. The diversity in the city amazes me. I love how everyone is from everywhere, and you are one of those 'everyone'. I've alway felt that in the States, you assimilate into the American culture, sometimes losing part of your identity and background, unlike other places perhaps like UK where people there are more open and embracing towards different cultures. NYC changed my perception of that, or maybe only for this city..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the past one year, I felt that nothing could surpass Malaysia. Every place that I have been to threw me off a little and I couldn't see a future of me working here. Once again, NYC changed that perception of mine. I must say it IS more exciting than home, but NOT in all ways. Heart is where the home is :).. But this is the first time that I actually don't mind working in the US.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh... New York. Like what Frank Sinatra sang in "New York, New York", &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;these vagabond shoes are longing to stay&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those "I &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;*heart*&lt;/span&gt; NY' shirts exist for a reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.londoneditions.com/products/1185219844_manhattan_grain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 393px;" src="http://www.londoneditions.com/products/1185219844_manhattan_grain.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28784047-738162094476115512?l=earthlengs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/feeds/738162094476115512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28784047&amp;postID=738162094476115512&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/738162094476115512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/738162094476115512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/2009/05/wah.html' title='Wah'/><author><name>Karleng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679869351786889654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3942/3054/1600/513879/DSCF0329.2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28784047.post-8586069326012511623</id><published>2009-05-19T15:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T15:26:56.737+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FINALLY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ooh baby, I'm hot just like an oven&lt;br /&gt;I need some lovin'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello world! Do you know what starting a blog entry with song lyrics means?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am free!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;liberated!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not stressed over homework, quizzes or exams!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Free to sleep without worrying about my unpreparedness for the next day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first year in the States is overrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What started out as a rocky year (I got harassed in a hotel on my first night in Virginia), has been quite a bliss for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never moved in my life. ever. But I did so.. from VA to Illinois!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met so many great people but I wonder whether they think the same of me haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learned so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;about people, my own interests, the trees, the apples, the corn.. wtf..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've seen more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;about life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I know so much more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;about me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. I think college makes all of us a lil' depressed in the States. Hahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What? A is &gt;94%? 80% is a B-?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Where is my life man?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Why UK and Aus people like don't have to study one" (HAHA suck it up people)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Free free free..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New York. May 24th&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malaysia. May 28th&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nasi lemak.. Chrysler building.. Ellis Island! Broadway.. MA PA RUSKY BUSTER&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28784047-8586069326012511623?l=earthlengs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/feeds/8586069326012511623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28784047&amp;postID=8586069326012511623&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/8586069326012511623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/8586069326012511623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/2009/05/finally.html' title='FINALLY!'/><author><name>Karleng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679869351786889654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3942/3054/1600/513879/DSCF0329.2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28784047.post-8328987034342552430</id><published>2009-04-05T14:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T14:31:38.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Am I alone?</title><content type='html'>I wonder whether studying in the UK or Australia would give you the same effect, but sometimes I feel awfully lonely in the States. Had to finish an assignment for the course 'Global Village'. It's a one credit course which I took to increase my credit hours, and very possibly to rant aloud in front of people that (may) care. This is a part from my reflective assignment:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Among the different social identities on the Social Identity Wheel, the ones most salient to me were Race, Ethnicity and National Origin. I feel that this is because I am still ‘fresh’ in a foreign country and I am strongly attached to my origins, which is amplified by the fact that I am thousands of miles away from home. I do want to blend into the American culture but I cannot help but feel that there is a need for me to proclaim where I am from because that forms a huge part of who I am. Perhaps these social identities identify with me most because I feel that together, they are a piece of home which I have brought with me; an integral piece that will always last unlike material things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming to the States has definitely made me much more patriotic towards Malaysia. I admit that pangs of homesickness add to this this emotion, but I really feel privileged coming from a country that is multiracial, and more importantly multicultural. Correct me if I am wrong but I don't think I can find a place where you have girls learning Bharatanatyam since young, or people celebrating festivals that are of other races. Have I ever told you that I really liked the azan during morning sembahyang hours of the mosque behind my house? I don't know why either, don't ask me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hearing about recent crimes back home really saddens and sickens me. Ugh.. I've taken two self-defense classes here so far and would like to do some nasty shit to those idiots. I know better than to get myself in that situation though. Hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh.. Two more months and I'll be back. Home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/SdhPOX2A8pI/AAAAAAAABH8/16nQ0hiv-b8/s1600-h/nasi-lemak.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/SdhPOX2A8pI/AAAAAAAABH8/16nQ0hiv-b8/s320/nasi-lemak.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321090068075573906" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What makes you Malaysian?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28784047-8328987034342552430?l=earthlengs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/feeds/8328987034342552430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28784047&amp;postID=8328987034342552430&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/8328987034342552430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/8328987034342552430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/2009/04/am-i-alone.html' title='Am I alone?'/><author><name>Karleng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679869351786889654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3942/3054/1600/513879/DSCF0329.2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/SdhPOX2A8pI/AAAAAAAABH8/16nQ0hiv-b8/s72-c/nasi-lemak.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28784047.post-5706671070252054138</id><published>2009-03-19T05:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T06:09:36.325+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I am so lame'/><title type='text'>Unfaithful</title><content type='html'>He caught my eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An adorable male strolling outside Henry Administration Building, enjoying the nice weather and being nonchalant about the world around him. I walked behind him like how a stalker would, close enough to see his body shape and even observe how he walks. Is this cheating? Why did I feel the temptation to just touch him? Maybe it's that feeling that one has forgotten. How it feels like to just .... bask in that moment of embrace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was I being unfaithful?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Buster and Rusky,&lt;br /&gt;sorry to the both of you, though it's not like either of you can read this. That male labrador puppy was just too cute. I wanted to just pick him up and give him a smooch on his furry little forehead. I miss squeezing you guys until you wiggle out of my arms and run into another room to escape my terror.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait to go home and play with my alpha dogs. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/ScFv4IzIIsI/AAAAAAAABHs/c99fqiTfJc4/s1600-h/DSC00033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/ScFv4IzIIsI/AAAAAAAABHs/c99fqiTfJc4/s320/DSC00033.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314652045499179714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You shall wait no more, Buster!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm. I wonder why the owner of the puppy gave me this dirty 'Stop following me' look.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28784047-5706671070252054138?l=earthlengs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/feeds/5706671070252054138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28784047&amp;postID=5706671070252054138&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/5706671070252054138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/5706671070252054138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/2009/03/unfaithful.html' title='Unfaithful'/><author><name>Karleng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679869351786889654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3942/3054/1600/513879/DSCF0329.2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/ScFv4IzIIsI/AAAAAAAABHs/c99fqiTfJc4/s72-c/DSC00033.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28784047.post-5935987728567525571</id><published>2009-03-13T10:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T10:39:53.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tells self:</title><content type='html'>AIYOOOOOOO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STUDY LAAAA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO YOUR MATH QUESTIONS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STOP FACEBOOKING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STOP CHECKING OUT WHAT THE LONDON PPL R WEARING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STOP READING www.fmylife.com and www.mymomisafob.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U NEED TO STUDY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N ALSO GO TO THE GYM IN 1 HRS TIMEEEEEEE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;,(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no self-discipline.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28784047-5935987728567525571?l=earthlengs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/feeds/5935987728567525571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28784047&amp;postID=5935987728567525571&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/5935987728567525571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/5935987728567525571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/2009/03/tells-self.html' title='Tells self:'/><author><name>Karleng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679869351786889654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3942/3054/1600/513879/DSCF0329.2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28784047.post-3880375778717215791</id><published>2009-02-26T15:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T16:04:07.049+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tick tock...</title><content type='html'>July 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/SaZMatgb_pI/AAAAAAAABHU/Blid94Tpi24/s1600-h/IMG_1181.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/SaZMatgb_pI/AAAAAAAABHU/Blid94Tpi24/s400/IMG_1181.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307013232678665874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;January 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/SaZMm28BaTI/AAAAAAAABHc/_aAZMVz65Ug/s1600-h/IMG_3545.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/SaZMm28BaTI/AAAAAAAABHc/_aAZMVz65Ug/s400/IMG_3545.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307013441368713522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28784047-3880375778717215791?l=earthlengs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/feeds/3880375778717215791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28784047&amp;postID=3880375778717215791&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/3880375778717215791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/3880375778717215791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/2009/02/tick-tock.html' title='Tick tock...'/><author><name>Karleng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679869351786889654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3942/3054/1600/513879/DSCF0329.2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/SaZMatgb_pI/AAAAAAAABHU/Blid94Tpi24/s72-c/IMG_1181.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28784047.post-3042888468674504139</id><published>2009-02-26T05:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T05:55:37.752+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exams,...</title><content type='html'>February 16th (Last Monday)- Calculus 3 Midterm 1, Math 210 Midterm 1&lt;br /&gt;February 24th (Yesterday)- CS105 Midterm 1&lt;br /&gt;March 2nd (Next Monday)- Psychology Midterm 1&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;March 6th (Next Friday)- Calculus 3 Midterm 2&lt;br /&gt;March 9th (Next Next Monday)- Math 210 Midterm 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, do include quizzes, homework and Machine Problems due this week and next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Such&lt;/span&gt; is the US education system. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28784047-3042888468674504139?l=earthlengs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/feeds/3042888468674504139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28784047&amp;postID=3042888468674504139&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/3042888468674504139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/3042888468674504139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/2009/02/exams.html' title='Exams,...'/><author><name>Karleng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679869351786889654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3942/3054/1600/513879/DSCF0329.2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28784047.post-4286742684446115751</id><published>2009-02-23T13:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T13:36:12.977+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CS</title><content type='html'>I like CS (Computer Science) courses for non-tech students. I wanna master database management and get rich from it hahaha.. What am I talking about......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Two CS students talking behind me while I was buying my air ticket home*&lt;br /&gt;A: Ahah! I just found your password!&lt;br /&gt;B: No way! *looks at the program*......  F you dude!&lt;br /&gt;A: *Continues pressing away laughing*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s. new websites for you to browse through. Caution: You will get addicted to it! hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;www.mymomisafob.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;www.mydadisafob.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOB is the term for "Fresh Off the Boat" to describe Asian immigrants in the United States. Hehehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28784047-4286742684446115751?l=earthlengs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/feeds/4286742684446115751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28784047&amp;postID=4286742684446115751&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/4286742684446115751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/4286742684446115751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/2009/02/cs.html' title='CS'/><author><name>Karleng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679869351786889654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3942/3054/1600/513879/DSCF0329.2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28784047.post-303705399425061500</id><published>2009-02-19T12:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T12:41:08.537+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lets learn a new word today</title><content type='html'>Alright, ever since I came to the States, I've been hearing about 'FML this', 'FML that'. So what is FML? Think... ML stands for 'My Life'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to clarify it so I googled 'FML'. Hahaha.. I was right, and you (most) probably were too! The funny thing is I stumbled upon this website www.fmylife.com. It's a pretty interesting website.  The website is updated every minute of the day with short comments describing a shitty event in the day of the reader's life. Think negative facebook statuses with explicit content, and of course, the words FML!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Today, I wanted to seduce my boyfriend so I put on my sexiest lingerie and started playing mood music. As he was eating dinner, I climbed up on the table and started seductively crawling across to him. The table collapsed under my weight. FML"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Today, I woke up to the sound of scissors.  My mom was cutting my hair while I was asleep. FML"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Today, my boss called me into his office to show me the web site of a potential business partner. When he began to type 'virginia' into google, it auto-completed his search with his recent search for 'virgin boy assholes'. I have to go on business trip with him tomorrow. I'm a young guy. FML"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great toilet reads if you have an iPod touch/ 3G. Enjoy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28784047-303705399425061500?l=earthlengs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/feeds/303705399425061500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28784047&amp;postID=303705399425061500&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/303705399425061500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/303705399425061500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/2009/02/lets-learn-new-word-today.html' title='Lets learn a new word today'/><author><name>Karleng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679869351786889654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3942/3054/1600/513879/DSCF0329.2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28784047.post-6998776712172701158</id><published>2009-02-18T01:40:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T02:51:50.215+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lessons of Calculus III</title><content type='html'>I've transferred to the University of Illinois at Urbana-Champaign. Lovely place, this twin-town is. There isn't much about the founder of the university (advertised) wherever I go, but I do see accomplishments of previous faculty members and students. Here, superconductivity was discovered; transistors created; Ang Lee groomed; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hugh Hefner&lt;/span&gt; educated, need I say more... I feel proud being a student of U of I. I feel like I've finally come to a place where I belong. And so, in the winter flurries of January another chapter of my life began.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I took my first ever exam at UIUC. Calculus III, or more accurately, Vector Calculus. Oh, how I loathe vectors. The exam went well, though I think I might not get an A (which is &gt;93%). Once the exam was over, the proctor ordered everyone to close their books and remain seated. I did just that. Stupidly, as the proctor came, I opened my book back, flipped through the pages just to see that I've done everything. I came to one page and starred at it for at most 8 seconds, with a pencil in my hand. HOW STUPID CAN I BE RIGHT? I wanted to pass it back to my proctor with a smile. The next thing I knew, the proctor snatched my paper away, saying that I had written after the test had ended. And for that, I would lose every point on that page.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, the first thought that arose in my mind was 'WHAT THE FUCK!'. I tried explaining but he wouldn't listen to me. That page was 10/50 marks, which translated to 20% for my first exam. Mind you, 80 is already a B-. I talked to him after everyone left because, I really did NOT write anything, I did NOT cheat. He wouldn't listen, what has been done would stay that way until my professor decides what to do with me. Sigh, I remembered that my professor's office hour was at that time, hence I walked to Altgeld Hall from David Kinley, probably the fastest I've ever done so. I managed to meet my Prof but he told me to meet him on Wednesday after lecture to find out what his verdict was. As of now, I know nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprisingly, I'm doing alright! Put me in this situation 3 months ago, I would probably be crying on the phone to LH, complaining and whining over something that I had no control over. Over the past 6 months, I've learned very well that the only thing I could control was myself in situations like these. Perhaps going to UVA did actually toughen me up a little! (although I would say that it mostly worked the other way). I cannot list down how many shitty people I've come across in that school. I'm talking about the admin mostly, so if you're a friend of mine from UVa, please don't get offended. I went to UVa with the intention of getting into the commerce school in my first year. Well guess what my advisor told me in the second week I was in US- that it is unheard of, uncommon, and that I should consider doing something else. When I asked him how I could get into second year classes and what else I can do to get into the comm school as a first-year (with 30 credits from A-Levels), he just... shrugged his shoulders. Thank you. Apart from that, I hated to deal with people from Garrett Hall, student finances and the registrar. Goddammit, I paid triple the amount of the local students so why can't they buck up in their attitude and service?! Another thing that I disliked about UVa was how much the people there adhered to rules and policies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Nope, you're not supposed to be in this class. Yes I know I signed your course action form earlier, but the policy says it's only for second-year students. (analysis: I don't care that you need to take it now to get into the comm school). Can you please drop yourself out of the class?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Look, I know your mom couriered different A-Level results to you &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;twice&lt;/span&gt; but they're not the official certificate. I'm not gonna evaluate it (for my A-Level credits). &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Which part of this do you not understand?&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;-Dean Papovich, you deserve the Bitch Award of 2007, and probably a free lesson on how to be courteous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, dealing with those people made me who I am today. I've always believed that everything happens for a reason, even my Calculus III exam disaster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, I'll just wait for what my professor has to say and fight for what I know is right.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28784047-6998776712172701158?l=earthlengs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/feeds/6998776712172701158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28784047&amp;postID=6998776712172701158&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/6998776712172701158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/6998776712172701158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/2009/02/lessons-of-calculus-iii.html' title='Lessons of Calculus III'/><author><name>Karleng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679869351786889654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3942/3054/1600/513879/DSCF0329.2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28784047.post-1012799266163264343</id><published>2008-12-14T13:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T13:45:55.271+08:00</updated><title type='text'>so this is the way</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;Switchfoot live in KL. February 2nd 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/aVC-We-Z6Oc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/aVC-We-Z6Oc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28784047-1012799266163264343?l=earthlengs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/feeds/1012799266163264343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28784047&amp;postID=1012799266163264343&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/1012799266163264343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/1012799266163264343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/2008/12/so-this-is-way.html' title='so this is the way'/><author><name>Karleng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679869351786889654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3942/3054/1600/513879/DSCF0329.2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28784047.post-1503124866293656226</id><published>2008-11-22T13:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T14:25:41.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving's coming soon!</title><content type='html'>Wah the blogging bug has bitten me again after almost an entire year of absence! Njeri, if you see this, Hi!! I think Kenyans are cool. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I only know 2 so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I was going through some high school entries of this blog. OH MY GOD. I looked so much younger then. My hands are cracking now due to the cold. It's minus 4.6 outside and I do not have a proper coat yet as I'm going to Washington DC with LH to shop for winter coats at Potomac Mills- an outlet mall that sells designer stuff at 50-70% off! Both of us need gloves, beanies, socks, for me, coats, downs, etc (maybe some Nine West heels at $14....?). Jk. So &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sam tong&lt;/span&gt; to use money these days :( The exchange rate is increasing everytime I look at it. I really pity and appreciate my parents for giving me this opportunity to study abroad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. For those who are reading right now, please ask yourself these few questions in order:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Are you happy now?&lt;br /&gt;-What is making you happy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, look back 2-3 years ago and ask yourself:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Why were you happy then?&lt;br /&gt;-How is it different from today? How are YOU different from today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reread my Graduation Day, OBS dedication, Rainforest, A-Levels posts. High school posts seem so long ago (which yes, it is) yet so close at heart! For the Graduation one, I couldn't stop smiling to myself. I knew that I lived CHS to the fullest, and like what I wrote in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Carpe Diem &lt;/span&gt;(http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/search?q=carpe+diem) , although "CHS has its flaws, stupid and senseless ones, I will still miss it somehow". The next few words were 'without a doubt'. :) Oh such wise words from 17 year old me with braces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember back in high school, how excited we were to decorate and do whatever we could to help our respective Sports House not to end up last in standings (Yes, Merah, we failed to do that, strangely always in years that Kelton was in charge of something- JUST KIDDING! We loved working with you dude! We just can't run for nuts.), how we would complain about the stupid rules, deal with even senseless teachers that lack the capacity to understand students, hyperventilate before &amp;amp; during Add Math exams.. Yada yada yada..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember how Mr Ng Chee Tat and Hamrell imitated my OBS/Orgasmic Cake post too. How are you guys?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what's the point of this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that's a good sign.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just means that I'm blogging for myself, not anyone else, and not for the sake of just keeping this blog alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Resurrected?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Maybe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28784047-1503124866293656226?l=earthlengs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/feeds/1503124866293656226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28784047&amp;postID=1503124866293656226&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/1503124866293656226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/1503124866293656226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/2008/11/thanksgivings-coming-soon.html' title='Thanksgiving&apos;s coming soon!'/><author><name>Karleng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679869351786889654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3942/3054/1600/513879/DSCF0329.2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28784047.post-550718642414749504</id><published>2008-11-16T17:30:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T17:48:46.438+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So long</title><content type='html'>It's been more than three months since I've left home. This morning, at 4:31am, I was searching for city night view photos on Google image to set as my desktop background. Googling New York, Chicago and San Franciso seemed patronizing. fake. distant. despite the fact that they're much closer to me than the country I call home 10,000 miles away. I typed in 'Kuala Lumpur' in the search bar. The images that appeared stunned me. Is the grass always greener on the other side?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the past 3 months, I've learned about humility. People who party every weekend, go for tennis tournaments up north, or simply, don't even study can beat you flat at what you think you're good at. Getting an A here is beyond what you perceive as easy back home. You rub shoulders with the best, and though, the opportunity of it makes you feel good, you feel like shit knowing that you are 'behind' them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Eleanor Roosevelt once said, 'Nobody can make you feel inferior without your consent'. Thank you to that person out there who reminded me of this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the past 3 months, I've lost a bit of myself, yet gained a lot more. That's part and parcel of university life and a manifestation of how learning is a lifelong process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yesterday, I received a parcel from my family that may have rendered my room the Asian grocery store on Weedon 3rd floor. It contained packets of my favorite instant noodles, lingham chilli sauce bottles, orange peel sweets, hairbands, pantyliners (hahaha) and even facial scrubs. My momma asked me what I liked best. Aiyo. It's the thought la of course. hahahaha.. But yea.. anyway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/SR_paGVCOZI/AAAAAAAAAyE/HmQNi53Fj1Q/s1600-h/kuala+lumpur.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/SR_paGVCOZI/AAAAAAAAAyE/HmQNi53Fj1Q/s400/kuala+lumpur.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269186723631479186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eheheh. So emo right.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28784047-550718642414749504?l=earthlengs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/feeds/550718642414749504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28784047&amp;postID=550718642414749504&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/550718642414749504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/550718642414749504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/2008/11/so-long.html' title='So long'/><author><name>Karleng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679869351786889654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3942/3054/1600/513879/DSCF0329.2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/SR_paGVCOZI/AAAAAAAAAyE/HmQNi53Fj1Q/s72-c/kuala+lumpur.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28784047.post-7838128656082316548</id><published>2008-08-10T00:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T00:53:59.212+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To rid yourself of vanity and just go with the seasons</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/SJ3IE0LRnyI/AAAAAAAAAxs/0aTOT5YSOV8/s1600-h/IMG_0959.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232558327125352226" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/SJ3IE0LRnyI/AAAAAAAAAxs/0aTOT5YSOV8/s400/IMG_0959.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Well open up your mind and see like me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/SJ3Ilg6vYpI/AAAAAAAAAx0/VSVh4I-FeFk/s1600-h/IMG_1176.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232558888891409042" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/SJ3Ilg6vYpI/AAAAAAAAAx0/VSVh4I-FeFk/s400/IMG_1176.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Open up your plans and damn you're free&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/SJ3GCLKYPPI/AAAAAAAAAxk/o82Ojof76sw/s1600-h/IMG_0955.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232556082732743922" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/SJ3GCLKYPPI/AAAAAAAAAxk/o82Ojof76sw/s400/IMG_0955.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;em&gt;Look into your heart and you'll find love love love love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But I won't hesitate no more, no more&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It cannot wait, I'm yours&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28784047-7838128656082316548?l=earthlengs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/feeds/7838128656082316548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28784047&amp;postID=7838128656082316548&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/7838128656082316548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/7838128656082316548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/2008/08/to-rid-yourself-of-vanity-and-just-go.html' title='To rid yourself of vanity and just go with the seasons'/><author><name>Karleng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679869351786889654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3942/3054/1600/513879/DSCF0329.2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/SJ3IE0LRnyI/AAAAAAAAAxs/0aTOT5YSOV8/s72-c/IMG_0959.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28784047.post-6692235861556061411</id><published>2008-08-09T20:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T20:56:18.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Flight departure time: Friday 1.15am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time of release of results: Thursday 4pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28784047-6692235861556061411?l=earthlengs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/feeds/6692235861556061411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28784047&amp;postID=6692235861556061411&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/6692235861556061411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/6692235861556061411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/2008/08/flight-departure-time-friday-1.html' title=''/><author><name>Karleng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679869351786889654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3942/3054/1600/513879/DSCF0329.2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28784047.post-8998209371858556686</id><published>2008-08-08T19:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T19:20:00.829+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Rants'/><title type='text'>Wouldn't it be nice</title><content type='html'>I recalled an incident that happened in high school just a moment ago. It was 5S5-5S7's first graduation performance rehearsal at the multimedia room in Block C. Zheng Wei was asking for suggestions and I sprouted out 'Eh.. the Cadbury song.. "Wouldn't it be nice".. Nice right!'. But most of the students didn't know what song it was then so I sang it out. horribly. How did I know then? The silence in the room. Haha.. But at that moment, as I was belting out the tune, someone sang with me. She backed me up vocally and emotionally. After the rehearsal, she told me 'Aiyo I pitied u so I sang with you'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know who you are? :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28784047-8998209371858556686?l=earthlengs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/feeds/8998209371858556686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28784047&amp;postID=8998209371858556686&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/8998209371858556686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/8998209371858556686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/2008/08/wouldnt-it-be-nice.html' title='Wouldn&apos;t it be nice'/><author><name>Karleng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679869351786889654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3942/3054/1600/513879/DSCF0329.2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28784047.post-4131560275539459368</id><published>2008-07-26T15:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T15:35:34.078+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Twenty days to go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28784047-4131560275539459368?l=earthlengs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/feeds/4131560275539459368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28784047&amp;postID=4131560275539459368&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/4131560275539459368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/4131560275539459368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/2008/07/twenty-days-to-go.html' title=''/><author><name>Karleng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679869351786889654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3942/3054/1600/513879/DSCF0329.2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28784047.post-6160070174532584590</id><published>2008-06-21T22:00:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T19:17:13.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The boogeywoman</title><content type='html'>EXAMS ARE OVER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other words, A-Levels is over!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to rant how the papers went but I do want to share this bizarre piece of news that I read somewhere in May.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's freaky shit I tell you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TOKYO -- A homeless woman who sneaked into a man's house and lived undetected in his closet for a year was arrested in Japan after he became suspicious when food mysteriously began disappearing.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Police found the 58-year-old woman Thursday hiding in the top compartment of the man's closet and arrested her for trespassing, police spokesman Hiroki Itakura from southern Kasuya town said Friday.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The resident of the home installed security cameras that transmitted images to his mobile phone after becoming puzzled by food disappearing from his kitchen over the past several months. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the cameras captured someone moving inside his home Thursday after he had left, and he called police believing it was a burglar. However, when they arrived they found the door locked and all windows closed.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"We searched the house ... checking everywhere someone could possibly hide," Itakura said. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"When we slid open the shelf closet, there she was, nervously curled up on her side."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The woman told police she had no place to live and first sneaked into the man's house about a year ago when he left it unlocked. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She had moved a mattress into the small closet space and even took showers, Itakura said, calling the woman "neat and clean."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;[China Daily- &lt;a href="http://www.chinadaily.com.cn/world/2008-05/31/content_6725425.htm"&gt;http://www.chinadaily.com.cn/world/2008-05/31/content_6725425.htm&lt;/a&gt; - You can see a picture of the closet too] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although I sympathise with the homeless lady's plight, I'd be downright traumatised if I were that guy. Can you imagine the fear of seeing someone or something moving on your surveillance cam.. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and stealing your food&lt;/span&gt;. I bet for someone who is living in Japan, the land of Asian horror flicks and yummilicious eel (hehe that was random, &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;but i'd be angry if my unagi roll was stolen&lt;/span&gt;) he must've thought the moving object could've been something else than a burglar. How would you feel if this happened to you? Would you still stay in the same apartment and constantly check your closet?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28784047-6160070174532584590?l=earthlengs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/feeds/6160070174532584590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28784047&amp;postID=6160070174532584590&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/6160070174532584590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/6160070174532584590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/2008/06/boogeywoman.html' title='The boogeywoman'/><author><name>Karleng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679869351786889654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3942/3054/1600/513879/DSCF0329.2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28784047.post-1227350477322789974</id><published>2008-05-25T00:57:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T03:18:01.128+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When we were nothing but friends</title><content type='html'>Two years ago, I used to talk with this particular friend of mine online almost everyday. We'd talk about school, SPM, hot girls, hot guys, Interact, where we wanted to study, lame stuff, problems and the norm, even exchanging spastic pictures (like the one of Noelle trying to pull off a hat which was stuck on my head) once in awhile just for laughs. Laughs, that is the exact word that could describe what our somewhat 'online friendship' was filled with. The "hahahaha"s, "you're so lame" and "i know"s made chatting on msn with each other fun and something to look forward to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's an excerpt from our super long history of chatlogs:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;KL:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;hahaha my mom wont let me drive around but the 'trial runs' with the old proton are ok...&lt;br /&gt;bet u're gonna laugh&lt;br /&gt;the seat is too low for me&lt;br /&gt;i need cushions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;X:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg, are you serious?&lt;br /&gt;hahahhaa&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;sorry i cant help it&lt;br /&gt;try bricks ..&lt;br /&gt;with a sponge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lame indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recall how we used to jinx each other and say 'Freakkyyy' after each time, which really, it was. Having someone who had the same brainwaves as yourself to talk to was entertaining, but as time passed, I discovered that it wasn't the only thing that we shared in common. Our activities, the way we treated people and I must abashedly admit this- our love to praise ourselves THEN (:P) seemed uncannily similiar to one another. I chatted with him online just as I did in person to my close friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's exactly what we became.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Insulting him was also fun- something he said his schoolmates enjoyed doing too. Nevertheless, there was one particular issue he could always tease me about.. Yea, you guessed it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;KL&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;i'm not allowed to drive out&lt;br /&gt;P license for nothing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LH&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;coz u need cushions mah&lt;br /&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;gasps&lt;br /&gt;ahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;it is what&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;KL&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;the world at 5'2 is depressing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LH&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;oh u r 5'2 ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;KL&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;ya man&lt;br /&gt;tht shud be like ur shoulder&lt;br /&gt;since u're 6'1 or sth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LH&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;erm ...&lt;br /&gt;im 6'2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;KL&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;OH OKAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, height issues. Don't we all have 'em? And yes, that friend is Lee Liang Hoong :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/SDhKAYlzx8I/AAAAAAAAAxc/elyfFFTzJ0E/s1600-h/DSC09633.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203990739888097218" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/SDhKAYlzx8I/AAAAAAAAAxc/elyfFFTzJ0E/s400/DSC09633.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;on the right.&lt;/p&gt;Looking back now, it's funny to see how our friendship has grown from something totally platonic to what we have today. Really, from just an 'online buddy' to my 'not-so-online buddy' (after we met in Jan last year) to the fellow rival president from Taylors who supported EVERY event organised by my council to well, the sweetest and nicest guy I know and am thankful to have... Who would've known? that you'd be my very first passenger at night in my old proton on 27 Jan 2007? That one year later, you'd organize my 19th with my closefriend that I talked about even before my high school prom?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And perhaps, most unexpectedly, who would've known that what we have in common would make up for our height difference?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/SDhJ_olzx5I/AAAAAAAAAxE/4N853WvuRoI/s1600-h/DSC00871.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203990727003195282" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/SDhJ_olzx5I/AAAAAAAAAxE/4N853WvuRoI/s400/DSC00871.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/SDhJ_olzx6I/AAAAAAAAAxM/O3rDP2q95kw/s1600-h/DSC01096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203990727003195298" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/SDhJ_olzx6I/AAAAAAAAAxM/O3rDP2q95kw/s400/DSC01096.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Birthdays organized by each other. Long story for his though... :P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I suppose some would say they expected it and saw it coming, but no matter what, I wouldn't have foregone the friendship that we had to get to where we are. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/SDhJ_4lzx7I/AAAAAAAAAxU/YDDQNTNb7Fc/s1600-h/DSC01090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203990731298162610" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/SDhJ_4lzx7I/AAAAAAAAAxU/YDDQNTNb7Fc/s400/DSC01090.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;And right now, this former 'online buddy' of mine is singing to Jason Mraz's "I'm Yours" and I am watching him do that on msn. Despite looking a little spastic, it's hillarious and I laugh and talk to him just like when we were nothing but friends. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;[edit]&lt;/em&gt; Liang Hoong:&lt;br /&gt;You're my online buddy, best friend, fellow rival college student council president, girl friend and even more. You're my everything.. To all the ppl out there, i quote "the sweetest and nicest guy I know and am thankful to have". I must say that I am nothing compared to this amazing girl, Wai Kar Leng whom has been the most understanding and most forgiving person i know. She's one person whom will never fail to make you smile and make your day. She has a heart of gold, and will always brighten up your day. I know coz she has brightened up my life, and I will always appreciate her, and I am extremely thankful to have found her. She rocks !!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28784047-1227350477322789974?l=earthlengs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/feeds/1227350477322789974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28784047&amp;postID=1227350477322789974&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/1227350477322789974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/1227350477322789974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/2008/05/when-we-were-nothing-but-friends.html' title='When we were nothing but friends'/><author><name>Karleng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679869351786889654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3942/3054/1600/513879/DSCF0329.2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/SDhKAYlzx8I/AAAAAAAAAxc/elyfFFTzJ0E/s72-c/DSC09633.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28784047.post-8283482148889670446</id><published>2008-05-24T22:57:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T00:03:27.924+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A whole load of pics!</title><content type='html'>Three papers down, seven to go! Econs 5 is two Fridays away.. I'm damn scared for Econs, as my lecturer hasn't started unit 6 past year questions. Sigh.. We got the answers from her though, and since I have a friend who is a genius (Read: Cheah Yi Peng), I guess it should be alright. Hehehehe.. Anyway.. Here are some pics that I've wanted to upload really long ago but was just extremely lazy to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/SDgwyIlzxiI/AAAAAAAAAt0/OYGr9GH85h8/s1600-h/Spookfest+"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203963007284266530" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/SDgwyIlzxiI/AAAAAAAAAt0/OYGr9GH85h8/s400/Spookfest+%2707+105.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Spookfest! Check out the cool lighting effects and zombie sisters, or should I say.. sistaH. Hehehe yea.. Kah May's hogging the "limelight" alright.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/SDgxPYlzxlI/AAAAAAAAAuM/uJsD46_USqQ/s1600-h/Spookfest+"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203963509795440210" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/SDgxPYlzxlI/AAAAAAAAAuM/uJsD46_USqQ/s400/Spookfest+%2707+071.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Godzilla in action haha :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/SDgxPolzxmI/AAAAAAAAAuU/aYklDt4Qzxw/s1600-h/Spookfest+"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203963514090407522" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/SDgxPolzxmI/AAAAAAAAAuU/aYklDt4Qzxw/s400/Spookfest+%2707+065.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;and another one haha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Turning 19:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Two weeks before my actual birthday: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;"Eh guys.. I THINK there's a surprise party for me on the 26th (which isn't my real birthdate mind u :P) by my old school friends and LH, try to keep it free okay?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/SDgzwIlzxtI/AAAAAAAAAvM/P_XRarH9ULQ/s1600-h/DSC00748.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203966271459411666" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/SDgzwIlzxtI/AAAAAAAAAvM/P_XRarH9ULQ/s400/DSC00748.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The CHS girls and I- Lydia, Noelle, Yi Peng and Michelle Jane. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/SDgy7YlzxrI/AAAAAAAAAu8/CPBmfNJQlec/s1600-h/DSC00767.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203965365221312178" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/SDgy7YlzxrI/AAAAAAAAAu8/CPBmfNJQlec/s400/DSC00767.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Kmay, Sarah Jean, Wee Nie and Mabel&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/SDgy6YlzxpI/AAAAAAAAAus/T8fvM7loBZg/s1600-h/DSC00766.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203965348041442962" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/SDgy6YlzxpI/AAAAAAAAAus/T8fvM7loBZg/s400/DSC00766.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Yup I had fun as you can tell :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/SDgy6olzxqI/AAAAAAAAAu0/XMWijAJMeuQ/s1600-h/DSC00750.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203965352336410274" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/SDgy6olzxqI/AAAAAAAAAu0/XMWijAJMeuQ/s400/DSC00750.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Julian, Kye Li, Joel, me and LH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/SDgy7olzxsI/AAAAAAAAAvE/wZ3xuakwBjE/s1600-h/DSC00730.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203965369516279490" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/SDgy7olzxsI/AAAAAAAAAvE/wZ3xuakwBjE/s400/DSC00730.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Below: Rowern, Sook Yee and Jon. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Above: John Lee, Amelia and Aaron&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/SDgyB4lzxoI/AAAAAAAAAuk/R3gbVQBNkfw/s1600-h/DSC00723.2"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203964377378834050" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/SDgyB4lzxoI/AAAAAAAAAuk/R3gbVQBNkfw/s400/DSC00723.2" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;King Arthur!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/SDgyBolzxnI/AAAAAAAAAuc/1YVdB0FL9E8/s1600-h/DSC00783.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203964373083866738" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/SDgyBolzxnI/AAAAAAAAAuc/1YVdB0FL9E8/s400/DSC00783.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;After the GIC interview&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203963007284266546" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/SDgwyIlzxjI/AAAAAAAAAt8/EX-OkKlVFtM/s400/DSC00550.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;With Amelia.. during Sook Yee's birthday dinner I think.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/SDgvzolzxhI/AAAAAAAAAts/ul4WHP5Smsw/s1600-h/Picture+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203961933542442514" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/SDgvzolzxhI/AAAAAAAAAts/ul4WHP5Smsw/s400/Picture+026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;ALSC: stepping up.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/SDgvzYlzxgI/AAAAAAAAAtk/WA7TZUfXxwY/s1600-h/n885505159_2619581_6578.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203961929247475202" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/SDgvzYlzxgI/AAAAAAAAAtk/WA7TZUfXxwY/s400/n885505159_2619581_6578.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;.. and down. Great people, great friends :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/SDgvzYlzxfI/AAAAAAAAAtc/ijK0vg9jB2I/s1600-h/DSC00013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203961929247475186" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/SDgvzYlzxfI/AAAAAAAAAtc/ijK0vg9jB2I/s400/DSC00013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Our LAST PHYSICS CLASS with Mr Lim :(! He's the only lecturer who has taught us for all three semesters, hence the one we're most attached too. I tried to smile like him in that pic by the way.. which everyone was supposed to but only Sarah (Liew), Ming Han, Mabel, Clement and Timonthy did. Hehe..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And lastly, I had this convo with dear pals Lydia and Noelle.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/SDgvzYlzxeI/AAAAAAAAAtU/11MjLt4ZrzM/s1600-h/marry+3.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203961929247475170" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/SDgvzYlzxeI/AAAAAAAAAtU/11MjLt4ZrzM/s400/marry+3.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Invite me to your sty one day k!! :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/SDgvzIlzxdI/AAAAAAAAAtM/DNKndaPG5D8/s1600-h/DSC02327.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203961924952507858" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/SDgvzIlzxdI/AAAAAAAAAtM/DNKndaPG5D8/s400/DSC02327.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Some things never change :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28784047-8283482148889670446?l=earthlengs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/feeds/8283482148889670446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28784047&amp;postID=8283482148889670446&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/8283482148889670446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/8283482148889670446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/2008/05/whole-load-of-pics.html' title='A whole load of pics!'/><author><name>Karleng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679869351786889654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3942/3054/1600/513879/DSCF0329.2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/SDgwyIlzxiI/AAAAAAAAAt0/OYGr9GH85h8/s72-c/Spookfest+%2707+105.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28784047.post-3626035916190235827</id><published>2008-05-15T21:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T21:49:24.722+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's mid May and I only have a month left in college. A month to be filled with exams and stress. Is the anxiety worth pondering over if the results will not affect me much? Well, yes- and that's because I am k-i-a-s-u, and also because I don't feel like disappointing anyone- lecturers and family. I am not smart. What I (think I) am good at is planning my study strategy while doing PYQs. How to answer, what to answer and most importantly, what to expect. Too bad Unit 6 is devised in such a way that my previous method of scoring is bound to fail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I won't give up and I will try not to stress myself out too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterall, the days are countable before this high school-uni transition is over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/SCw-sINVYMI/AAAAAAAAAtE/qFq5pSwllT0/s1600-h/timeflies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200600597544657090" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/SCw-sINVYMI/AAAAAAAAAtE/qFq5pSwllT0/s400/timeflies.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Don't you agree?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28784047-3626035916190235827?l=earthlengs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/feeds/3626035916190235827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28784047&amp;postID=3626035916190235827&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/3626035916190235827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/3626035916190235827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/2008/05/its-mid-may-and-i-only-have-month-left.html' title=''/><author><name>Karleng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679869351786889654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3942/3054/1600/513879/DSCF0329.2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/SCw-sINVYMI/AAAAAAAAAtE/qFq5pSwllT0/s72-c/timeflies.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28784047.post-6426409049151240594</id><published>2008-05-02T00:03:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T22:27:28.524+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Choice; My Decision</title><content type='html'>Hello! I have made the decision to attend the University of Virginia for my undergraduate studies! Well, I'm very excited, as all of you must be if you got into where you truly want to be. Truth be told, I initially applied to UVa because: 1. It's quite highly ranked on the public school list; 2. I can minor in Architectural History. Prior to that, I was pretty bent on going to UCL or Warwick in the UK to earn a degree in Economics. It's not that I despise the UK education system, I just know that I wouldn't really be enjoying what I was learning. Go liberal arts! At UVa, I want to take Archaelogy, Media Studies, Spanish (or some other foreign language), Gender studies (,etc.) classes besides my major and minor. You know what would be cool? Being at the Observatory on the hill for Astronomy classes at night, watching shooting stars and what not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides that, I am a sucker for pretty campuses. The grounds at UVa were designed by former US president Thomas Jefferson. His vision was to have an academical village, where learning and living would be one. The university is on a World Heritage site. Looks really grand and inspiring.. Ok time for some pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/SBnuLjuoZwI/AAAAAAAAAs8/KVlD3yOn6HY/s1600-h/800px-University_of_Virginia_Rotunda_2006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195445527485376258" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/SBnuLjuoZwI/AAAAAAAAAs8/KVlD3yOn6HY/s400/800px-University_of_Virginia_Rotunda_2006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Rotunda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/SBnrGjuoZvI/AAAAAAAAAs0/wN0trEaUtSA/s1600-h/n1230931685_30265423_3264.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195442143051146994" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/SBnrGjuoZvI/AAAAAAAAAs0/wN0trEaUtSA/s400/n1230931685_30265423_3264.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/SBnqQDuoZmI/AAAAAAAAArs/47VjuL1wqRM/s1600-h/n184105243_30223356_1515.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195441206748276322" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/SBnqQDuoZmI/AAAAAAAAArs/47VjuL1wqRM/s400/n184105243_30223356_1515.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I think this is the College of Arts &amp;amp; Sciences&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/SBnqPzuoZlI/AAAAAAAAArk/sXQni49Ijcw/s1600-h/lawn.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195441202453309010" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/SBnqPzuoZlI/AAAAAAAAArk/sXQni49Ijcw/s400/lawn.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The Lawn. I'll wait for you here :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/SBnqQDuoZnI/AAAAAAAAAr0/SgTfat_6kEc/s1600-h/n1230931685_30265425_4869.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195441206748276338" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/SBnqQDuoZnI/AAAAAAAAAr0/SgTfat_6kEc/s400/n1230931685_30265425_4869.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The library&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/SBnrFTuoZtI/AAAAAAAAAsk/hVBZQ1jHL84/s1600-h/blue+ridge.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195442121576310482" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/SBnrFTuoZtI/AAAAAAAAAsk/hVBZQ1jHL84/s400/blue+ridge.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;White water rafting!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/SBnrGTuoZuI/AAAAAAAAAss/bHT9shlJhqI/s1600-h/blue+ridge+top.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195442138756179682" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/SBnrGTuoZuI/AAAAAAAAAss/bHT9shlJhqI/s400/blue+ridge+top.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Blue Ridge Mountain. Something tells me I'll be quite fit at Uva....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/SBnqPTuoZjI/AAAAAAAAArU/wukldDymzR8/s1600-h/1425_n_1020161433.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195441193863374386" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/SBnqPTuoZjI/AAAAAAAAArU/wukldDymzR8/s400/1425_n_1020161433.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/SBnqrzuoZpI/AAAAAAAAAsE/agAKe3KFD3U/s1600-h/n1572450620_30149252_9336.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195441683489646226" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/SBnqrzuoZpI/AAAAAAAAAsE/agAKe3KFD3U/s400/n1572450620_30149252_9336.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/SBnqrzuoZqI/AAAAAAAAAsM/SC-w6pWeC5A/s1600-h/scott+stadium+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195441683489646242" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/SBnqrzuoZqI/AAAAAAAAAsM/SC-w6pWeC5A/s400/scott+stadium+2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Will finally understand what American football is about. (Shush cheahyipeng! ;p)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/SBnqsTuoZsI/AAAAAAAAAsc/LX7NVaczP7Q/s1600-h/scott+stadium.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195441692079580866" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/SBnqsTuoZsI/AAAAAAAAAsc/LX7NVaczP7Q/s400/scott+stadium.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Mick Jagger @ the arena&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/SBnqsTuoZrI/AAAAAAAAAsU/aBM-9q4hFJs/s1600-h/untitled.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195441692079580850" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/SBnqsTuoZrI/AAAAAAAAAsU/aBM-9q4hFJs/s400/untitled.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;HEHEHEHE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/SBnqrTuoZoI/AAAAAAAAAr8/E6Dq40v6V1Q/s1600-h/rotunda+fireworks.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195441674899711618" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/SBnqrTuoZoI/AAAAAAAAAr8/E6Dq40v6V1Q/s400/rotunda+fireworks.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Lighting of the Lawn&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28784047-6426409049151240594?l=earthlengs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/feeds/6426409049151240594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28784047&amp;postID=6426409049151240594&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/6426409049151240594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/6426409049151240594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/2008/05/choice-my-decision.html' title='A Choice; My Decision'/><author><name>Karleng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679869351786889654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3942/3054/1600/513879/DSCF0329.2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/SBnuLjuoZwI/AAAAAAAAAs8/KVlD3yOn6HY/s72-c/800px-University_of_Virginia_Rotunda_2006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28784047.post-2401285809883219179</id><published>2008-03-22T20:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T20:02:01.569+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Paris Je T'aime</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/V8dhMoja9Rs&amp;amp;hl=" width="425" height="355" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Steals my heart everytime I watch it !&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28784047-2401285809883219179?l=earthlengs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/feeds/2401285809883219179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28784047&amp;postID=2401285809883219179&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/2401285809883219179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/2401285809883219179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/2008/03/paris-je-taime.html' title='Paris Je T&apos;aime'/><author><name>Karleng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679869351786889654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3942/3054/1600/513879/DSCF0329.2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28784047.post-3981046751112847464</id><published>2008-03-12T21:32:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T22:18:01.367+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>There are some girls that you come across in life and find impressive. Impressive, with respect to the wealth they posess. I am not talking about wealth as in riches, the ten pairs of designer shades or prada shoes they have; I'm talking about the wealth of knowledge, capabilities and in my friend Kyeli's case, entrepreneurship. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Read up on this feisty lady and her online clothing shop at &lt;a href="http://www.rage.com.my/writeups/story.asp?file=/2008/3/10/mustread/20080310124900&amp;amp;sec=mustread"&gt;http://www.rage.com.my/writeups/story.asp?file=/2008/3/10/mustread/20080310124900&amp;amp;sec=mustread&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And if you enjoy browsing through shopping blogs but are dismayed at the cut-throat-eh-I-know-it's-from-Bangkok-don't-cheat-me-la prices, check hers out: &lt;a href="http://clothesbucket.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://clothesbucket.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/R9fifj6_bDI/AAAAAAAAArE/Mct5i5pGiBM/s1600-h/P1310275-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176855328532163634" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/R9fifj6_bDI/AAAAAAAAArE/Mct5i5pGiBM/s320/P1310275-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RM33.00&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/R9fjeD6_bEI/AAAAAAAAArM/ZbcmIZbh5L0/s1600-h/P2140161-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176856402273987650" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/R9fjeD6_bEI/AAAAAAAAArM/ZbcmIZbh5L0/s320/P2140161-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;RM45.00&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just to let you know, Kyeli's running this on her own and is still in college. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that's what I call &lt;strong&gt;impressive&lt;/strong&gt; :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28784047-3981046751112847464?l=earthlengs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/feeds/3981046751112847464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28784047&amp;postID=3981046751112847464&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/3981046751112847464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/3981046751112847464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/2008/03/there-are-some-girls-that-you-come.html' title=''/><author><name>Karleng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679869351786889654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3942/3054/1600/513879/DSCF0329.2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/R9fifj6_bDI/AAAAAAAAArE/Mct5i5pGiBM/s72-c/P1310275-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28784047.post-4955968199921633467</id><published>2008-02-26T22:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T22:47:37.317+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My timetable for this semester</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Mondays: 10am-2pm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tuesdays: 8am- 12pm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wednesdays: 8am-2pm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thursdays: 8am-2pm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friday: 8am- 12pm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If this isn't the perfect schedule, I don't know what is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/R8QmSH0wdZI/AAAAAAAAAq8/cYNbjui_4T0/s1600-h/DSC00761.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171300364908000658" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/R8QmSH0wdZI/AAAAAAAAAq8/cYNbjui_4T0/s320/DSC00761.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;19th birthday post coming up soon!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28784047-4955968199921633467?l=earthlengs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/feeds/4955968199921633467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28784047&amp;postID=4955968199921633467&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/4955968199921633467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/4955968199921633467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/2008/02/my-timetable-for-this-semester.html' title='My timetable for this semester'/><author><name>Karleng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679869351786889654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3942/3054/1600/513879/DSCF0329.2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/R8QmSH0wdZI/AAAAAAAAAq8/cYNbjui_4T0/s72-c/DSC00761.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28784047.post-7961949053723402425</id><published>2008-02-26T22:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T22:42:56.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why Chem lab sessions are fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;Before we complained about Mr Taufik:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/R8QkxH0wdYI/AAAAAAAAAq0/czt0vg2APOw/s1600-h/DSC08750.2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171298698460689794" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/R8QkxH0wdYI/AAAAAAAAAq0/czt0vg2APOw/s400/DSC08750.2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Before Ms Ting left to follow her husband to Sarawak:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/R8QhjX0wdVI/AAAAAAAAAqc/Q9QfIPFSIr4/s1600-h/Picture+0542.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171295163702605138" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/R8QhjX0wdVI/AAAAAAAAAqc/Q9QfIPFSIr4/s400/Picture%252B0542.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yes, that's her, in the middle!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/R8QhkH0wdWI/AAAAAAAAAqk/YlUgoFQTjDc/s1600-h/Picture+0552.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171295176587507042" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/R8QhkH0wdWI/AAAAAAAAAqk/YlUgoFQTjDc/s400/Picture%252B0552.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Meet my lab partner, Timothy Quek. Kecohness man. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/R8QhkX0wdXI/AAAAAAAAAqs/9ujV5jDCpIc/s1600-h/Picture+0572.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171295180882474354" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/R8QhkX0wdXI/AAAAAAAAAqs/9ujV5jDCpIc/s400/Picture%252B0572.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;That's what you get for not getting a concordant titre value!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;So, why are chem lab sessions fun?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;1. We get to camwhore... a lot&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;2. Our lecturers are sporting enough to join in the fun&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;3. My current lecturer says "Yes, the silver mirror will form.. then you'll see your ugly face"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;4. We're exposed to danger, caused primarily by a being that goes by the name of Aloysius who set 10 crucibles on FIRE in the FUME CUPBOARD.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;5. Instead of asking us to pass him limewater, Kean Chong asks for lime JUICE.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;6. We don't get as stressed as we do during Physics :p&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28784047-7961949053723402425?l=earthlengs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/feeds/7961949053723402425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28784047&amp;postID=7961949053723402425&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/7961949053723402425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/7961949053723402425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/2008/02/why-chem-lab-sessions-are-fun.html' title='Why Chem lab sessions are fun'/><author><name>Karleng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679869351786889654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3942/3054/1600/513879/DSCF0329.2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/R8QkxH0wdYI/AAAAAAAAAq0/czt0vg2APOw/s72-c/DSC08750.2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28784047.post-160516240327518305</id><published>2008-02-16T13:33:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-16T14:04:24.112+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To infinity and beyond (and to return)</title><content type='html'>The Maestro of lame jokes and creative camwhoring poses is back! What caused the blogging hiatus, you may ask. Well, to cut the long story short (which was actually a short story to begin with anyway), I was just... lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past four months have been interesting. Life has never been better (read: hectic, stressed, depressing at some point) with UNI APPLICATION ESSAYS, EXAMS, SATs and such. Nonetheless there are things that make it (life) good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take food for instance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went on an eating spree in ss2 with Noelle and Lydia last night. We had chicken rice, char kuey teow, wantan mee, fa sang wu, asam laksa and fried oysters. It was fab I tell you. You eat to live; I live to eat. The only drawback is that I have to hide my weighing scale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we went back to Noelle's place after pigging out. Chatted and lazed around like the good old days. It wasn't long before Lydia and I handed her the scrapbook we rushed to complete in the afternoon. Fugu, are you happy? :D So much for the blatant "I hope I'll get a scrapbook" hint. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I am typing this post, I am struggling to open my eyes. It's a bad decision to watch The Notebook at 2am in the morning! I actually dozed off after the first 30 minutes and woke up to find Noelle crying alone (hahaha so pitiful) before the last 15 minutes of the show. Even after the movie ended, we watched the touching scenes again to bawl our eyes out once more. Things you do with your girl friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now. Will be updating &lt;strong&gt;soon&lt;/strong&gt; :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/R7Z3oH0wdUI/AAAAAAAAAp8/0FWj1vVjvz8/s1600-h/DSC00801.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167449153633023298" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/R7Z3oH0wdUI/AAAAAAAAAp8/0FWj1vVjvz8/s400/DSC00801.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR BY THE WAY&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28784047-160516240327518305?l=earthlengs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/feeds/160516240327518305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28784047&amp;postID=160516240327518305&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/160516240327518305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/160516240327518305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/2008/02/to-infinity-and-beyond-and-to-return.html' title='To infinity and beyond (and to return)'/><author><name>Karleng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679869351786889654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3942/3054/1600/513879/DSCF0329.2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/R7Z3oH0wdUI/AAAAAAAAAp8/0FWj1vVjvz8/s72-c/DSC00801.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28784047.post-3302082541654884430</id><published>2007-11-10T17:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T18:24:24.085+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;1. A-levels Futsal Challenge (20/10/07)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My team's name was Green Crushers, but at the end of the day, it was more apt to be called Green CrusheD. Haha! Had lots of fun playing alongside Qing, Kmay, Mabel, Wee Nie and Amelia. Yes, we lost all our matches but we were also the only team who scored against the champions, Mamba 912! That IS something ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RzV3vYBB0eI/AAAAAAAAAo8/6QC1FRXXD5A/s1600-h/IMG_4164.resized.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131139006242869730" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RzV3vYBB0eI/AAAAAAAAAo8/6QC1FRXXD5A/s400/IMG_4164.resized.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The winning team; (L to R) Priyanka, Jo Ngiam, El-'3 apples tall'-ena (Hahahaha :D), Fausha, Atikah, Fadz and me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, it was weird placing a (silver XD) medal over Mr. Noel's head. Haha he's probably the most sporting lecturer in HELP at the moment. Maybe we should have incentives to attract other lecturers to participate in our events. Guys, can you imagine Mr LIM playing futsal? "FrX = 1/2 MV square", "Goal burn! Goal burn!"!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. Cambridge Interview and TSA (End of Oct)&lt;/strong&gt; : I'd rather not talk about it. All I can say is that I am grateful to have had gone through this process. The relentless research on economic materials online made me fall in love with the subject all over again :) . At least I know for sure that I'll enjoy learning it at university. Oh, but please do not get me started on how I lost my interest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;strong&gt;SAT (3/11/07) &lt;/strong&gt;: OMG I hope I did okay! Plus, do I look that oriental? Oriental as in 'Mainland Chinese'-oriental. The invigilator asked me whether I was from China. I'd feel insulted if he was referring to those home-wrecking 'dragon ladies' that hogged the headlines in September, but I'm optimistic that he meant the likes of Tang Wei and Gong Li. Hahahahaha. Jokes aside, I really hope I did well. Pray for me! SAT II's in 3 weeks time :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. Halloween Party (7/11/07)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, after postponing it twice, it's over! I'm &lt;strong&gt;elated&lt;/strong&gt; that we could pull off such a last minute event! :D The turnout was pretty good too, roughly 80. Went as a Catholic schoolgirl (hahaha not to be confused with any CHS lala mui, or Britney Spears- because I wore panties and had hair) and yes.. there is a fine line between Halloween and Pornville outfits. =X Mischa won the Best Dressed Male as Captain Jack Sparrow and Nabila as the sexy Frenchmaid for the female category. Erm.. I was nominated for it as well but I'm not gonna dwell on what I had to do *shudders*. Oh, and it was so exciting to see how creative my friends were! Qing, Kmay and Mabel came as the Zombie sisters; Arthur as Ghostrider (who's your Eva Mendes? XD); WeeNie as the GOTH BALLERINA (no more tehweewee); Jon Siao as SookYee, etc. The party &lt;strong&gt;rocked&lt;/strong&gt; la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you to those who attended! Esp you Taylorians (Andrew, Joel, Xin Dee, Yi Lyn, one more girl -sorry I forgot your name) for sacrificing your study time, hope you guys had fun! Ah yes, Fu Han too. Erm I saw you shaking the fake leg between your.................. *pukes* and LH, thanks again :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random: I love my council members! Except Ro wern, 'cause he has enough love from his humble self haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And below is an old pic that I recently did some retouches on-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RzV3wIBB0fI/AAAAAAAAApE/R0GEFjNAZlE/s1600-h/IMG_0666.retouched.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131139019127771634" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RzV3wIBB0fI/AAAAAAAAApE/R0GEFjNAZlE/s400/IMG_0666.retouched.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Still not satisfied with it... Then again, pictrues aren't meant to be perfect.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Last but not least, the coolest drum battle I've ever seen!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gtmMgYQ7Ngs&amp;amp;rel=" width="425" height="355" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Godsmack.is.GOD. Click it, click it, click it! *hyperventilates*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Was freaking stoked at 6:08 when they played 'Walk this way'. Ahhhh I WISH I WAS THERE! Art, get Oliver to watch this video!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;That's all for now. Don't expect another update anytime soon. :&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28784047-3302082541654884430?l=earthlengs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/feeds/3302082541654884430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28784047&amp;postID=3302082541654884430&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/3302082541654884430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/3302082541654884430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/2007/11/1.html' title=''/><author><name>Karleng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679869351786889654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3942/3054/1600/513879/DSCF0329.2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RzV3vYBB0eI/AAAAAAAAAo8/6QC1FRXXD5A/s72-c/IMG_4164.resized.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28784047.post-903365293981364868</id><published>2007-10-15T21:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T21:37:40.304+08:00</updated><title type='text'>An amazing discovery!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hahahaha I'm lost for words. Just scroll down!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RxNovriHHGI/AAAAAAAAAoc/FCcdcqXptSQ/s1600-h/P6140155.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121552369599323234" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RxNovriHHGI/AAAAAAAAAoc/FCcdcqXptSQ/s400/P6140155.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RxNov7iHHHI/AAAAAAAAAok/Vm1PTXNM3UQ/s1600-h/P6140156.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121552373894290546" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RxNov7iHHHI/AAAAAAAAAok/Vm1PTXNM3UQ/s400/P6140156.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I really need to get rid of these old mags&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But hey&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Look whom I've found telling the readers about her favourite part of KL on page 63?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RxNowbiHHII/AAAAAAAAAos/t4ePpxr3Reo/s1600-h/P6140153.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121552382484225154" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RxNowbiHHII/AAAAAAAAAos/t4ePpxr3Reo/s400/P6140153.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Not clear enough? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RxNow7iHHJI/AAAAAAAAAo0/1X9cEsFPca8/s1600-h/P6140154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121552391074159762" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RxNow7iHHJI/AAAAAAAAAo0/1X9cEsFPca8/s400/P6140154.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TADAAAA!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (As her pose implies XD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RxNou7iHHFI/AAAAAAAAAoU/XXpZ4qLtp-A/s1600-h/DSC03057.2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121552356714421330" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RxNou7iHHFI/AAAAAAAAAoU/XXpZ4qLtp-A/s400/DSC03057.2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sarah Lim Beng Chu!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hahahahahahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is so cool. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28784047-903365293981364868?l=earthlengs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/feeds/903365293981364868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28784047&amp;postID=903365293981364868&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/903365293981364868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/903365293981364868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/2007/10/amazing-discovery.html' title='An amazing discovery!'/><author><name>Karleng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679869351786889654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3942/3054/1600/513879/DSCF0329.2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RxNovriHHGI/AAAAAAAAAoc/FCcdcqXptSQ/s72-c/P6140155.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28784047.post-5774969355328084996</id><published>2007-10-11T18:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-11T19:15:56.948+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>October is by far the most stressful month this year. My Cambridge interview is on the 25th and I still don't get the gist of econs unit 3. Unit 4 is interesting but we've only started monopoly.. Like.. only STARTED ok. Futsal Challenge is on the 20th, TSA on the 27th, Halloween Party on the 31st  and SATs in the first week in Nov.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am VERY stressed but &lt;em&gt;*utters some profanities and breathes*&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'LL MAKE IT THROUGH&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Lydia's birthday was on Tuesday. Peng and I went to her house after coll to surprise her but since she said 'Oh, I imagined this last night before I slept!", I guess the plan didn't really work out. Had fun catching up, doing the usual gossip session and eating pan meen +  roti planta. Lydia, you must wear the green shirt to coll ok!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, Mr. Lim handed out our latest Physics practical test results. He wrote on the board : 92, 90, 90, 85 85, 81,.... (He does so to 'pressure' us to improve). Guess what, the top four scores were from my table! Wahahahaha.. Rowern, Qing, Sarah J, it's so cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and...The yearbook committee had lunch with Miss Jasimine, Jahn and the other admin staff today to celebrate the success of the book. Hmm I haven't collected mine but I've glanced through Aaron's. The quality's much better than normal secondary school's (at a higher cost, of course). Soraya also told me that I'm in the latest DoctorJob mag... 'The architecture-bound student..'.. aiyo! No looking back though.. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Songs you should download- 'When Will I See Your Face Again' by Jamie Scott (for that unforgettably handsome Thai guy) and 'When did your heart go missing' by Rooney (for those who enjoy light pop-rock)... Why so many "whens" one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28784047-5774969355328084996?l=earthlengs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/feeds/5774969355328084996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28784047&amp;postID=5774969355328084996&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/5774969355328084996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/5774969355328084996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/2007/10/october-is-by-far-most-stressful-month.html' title=''/><author><name>Karleng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679869351786889654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3942/3054/1600/513879/DSCF0329.2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28784047.post-5250988710701210843</id><published>2007-10-04T19:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-05T22:46:01.267+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RwTQHLiHHEI/AAAAAAAAAoM/ZUJ9-JV2xCo/s1600-h/1477819886_af9d13a80b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117443898373250114" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RwTQHLiHHEI/AAAAAAAAAoM/ZUJ9-JV2xCo/s400/1477819886_af9d13a80b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;From &lt;a href="http://www.ko-htike.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.ko-htike.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sunday, &lt;strong&gt;30 September&lt;/strong&gt; 2007&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"...A troop of lone-tein (riot police comprised of &lt;strong&gt;paid&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;thugs&lt;/strong&gt;) protected by the military trucks, raided the monastery with 200 studying monks. They systematically ordered all the monks to line up and &lt;strong&gt;banged&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;crushed&lt;/strong&gt; each one's &lt;strong&gt;head&lt;/strong&gt; against the &lt;strong&gt;brick wall&lt;/strong&gt; of the monastery. One by one, the peaceful, non resisting monks, fell to the ground, screaming in pain. Then, they tore off the red robes and threw them all in the military trucks (like rice bags) and took the bodies away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The head monk of the monastery, was tied up in the middle of the monastery, tortured , bludgeoned, and later died the same day, today. Tens of thousands of people gathered outside the monastery, warded off by troops with bayoneted rifles, unable to help their helpless monks being slaughtered inside the monastery."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-------- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sadly, with news reporting that Yangon's streets are becoming more quiet day by day, it is blatant that the military junta has once again silenced and deprived the country and its people of their rights. Justice and solution to them is killing palm-clasped monks who have, for the past one month, been the loudest voice of the Myanmese people in two decades.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Makes you hate how screwed up the world is,doesn't it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28784047-5250988710701210843?l=earthlengs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/feeds/5250988710701210843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28784047&amp;postID=5250988710701210843&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/5250988710701210843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/5250988710701210843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/2007/10/www.html' title=''/><author><name>Karleng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679869351786889654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3942/3054/1600/513879/DSCF0329.2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RwTQHLiHHEI/AAAAAAAAAoM/ZUJ9-JV2xCo/s72-c/1477819886_af9d13a80b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28784047.post-3255307961543657088</id><published>2007-09-28T18:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T18:48:43.551+08:00</updated><title type='text'>An update so this blog doesn't stink</title><content type='html'>As I was getting ready for college this morning, I received a message from Ms. Ting saying that Chem class at 10am was cancelled. Cheer, for a college-less Friday(!); Worry, for she seems sick all the time. Maybe it's some post natal thing.. Yikes. Speaking of which, watched 'Knocked Up'? I think it's a show you should watch with your girlfriends (not girlfriend, dimwitted males) so that you can show your displeasure at what a loser Ben is in the movie without insulting any male egos around.. Just in case they plan on setting up a pornsite and living on weed for the rest of their lives you know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Good show though!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway, despite not having class, I drove to HELP to pick up Soraya &amp;amp; Billie ("Ahhhh why I cannot get the results one"- Physics practical). Saw Peng and Michelle in the LC carpark. Sadly they couldn't join us due to the late notice. &lt;em&gt;By the way, if you're reading this MJ, I think your hairlength is just nice&lt;/em&gt; :). Then the three of us drove to Taylors! Took the NPE and Billie, you should really dress up as a mermaid for the Halloween party la... for reasons unknown? XD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.popcorn.co.uk/static/mermaid3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.popcorn.co.uk/static/mermaid3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We got no troubles, life is the bubbles, under the sea! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Met up with Lydia, Andrew, LH, Yi Rhu &amp;amp; Wei Lin. Oh wait, left bimbotic Fu Han out *oops* hahahaha. We had lunch at Noodle Station and just yakked the afternoon away. Basically that's what we did until the waiter shoo-ed us out of the shop.. Lydia &amp;amp; I did insult LH quite a bit today too. I'm not apologising LH, but thanks for the campus tour haha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Before I leave to send my brother off at the airport, here's a video of the cutest scene in Spiderman 3. What wouldn't I give in the world to do THE TWIST with JAMES FRANCO...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8l354vhJ9no" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;swoon.imagine.enjoy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;P.s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;. I think the better word to describe my laughter instead of 'hysterical' is 'hearty'. hehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28784047-3255307961543657088?l=earthlengs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/feeds/3255307961543657088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28784047&amp;postID=3255307961543657088&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/3255307961543657088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/3255307961543657088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/2007/09/update-so-this-blog-doesnt-stink.html' title='An update so this blog doesn&apos;t stink'/><author><name>Karleng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679869351786889654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3942/3054/1600/513879/DSCF0329.2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28784047.post-3078526991513460938</id><published>2007-09-23T10:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-23T11:37:44.277+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Pics'/><title type='text'>Literally</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RvXPvLiHHBI/AAAAAAAAAn0/s62xx3Qt2o8/s1600-h/DSC00220.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113221361405729810" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RvXPvLiHHBI/AAAAAAAAAn0/s62xx3Qt2o8/s320/DSC00220.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Oh man....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RvXPvbiHHCI/AAAAAAAAAn8/ypJC0Kls9uo/s1600-h/DSC00219.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113221365700697122" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RvXPvbiHHCI/AAAAAAAAAn8/ypJC0Kls9uo/s320/DSC00219.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;THAT'S WHACK!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yea.. You really shouldn't trust me on the road.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28784047-3078526991513460938?l=earthlengs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/feeds/3078526991513460938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28784047&amp;postID=3078526991513460938&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/3078526991513460938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/3078526991513460938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/2007/09/literally.html' title='Literally'/><author><name>Karleng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679869351786889654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3942/3054/1600/513879/DSCF0329.2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RvXPvLiHHBI/AAAAAAAAAn0/s62xx3Qt2o8/s72-c/DSC00220.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28784047.post-4369986527351862485</id><published>2007-09-19T20:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T22:27:38.458+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Naked Teeth</title><content type='html'>Guess what? I removed my braces yesterday! It was a sentimental moment, sitting in the dentist's chair staring at how the metal brackets were being plucked out one by one (I was given a mirror). It didn't seem too long ago when I was watching the brackets getting 'glued' onto my teeth (with the same mirror).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I had braces, I was self-conscious about my smile. My upper left canine tooth did not have enough space to come down and it was obvious from every angle when a photo was taken. I knew it was ugly but I never really felt the need to have braces until.. it hit me that I could fix it. After doing some research online and irritating the crap out of Lydia, Peng, Carmen, Michelle and many others who have wore braces before in high school.. I was downright certain I wanted to have them on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a look at my teeth before the treatment:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RvEUgkcSH4I/AAAAAAAAAm0/uOSI3kFbgds/s1600-h/DSC00167.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111889601812897666" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RvEUgkcSH4I/AAAAAAAAAm0/uOSI3kFbgds/s400/DSC00167.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RvEbC0cSH6I/AAAAAAAAAnE/7KlJd3A-G3s/s1600-h/DSC07691.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111896787293183906" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RvEbC0cSH6I/AAAAAAAAAnE/7KlJd3A-G3s/s320/DSC07691.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Hahahahaha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RvEbDEcSH7I/AAAAAAAAAnM/ms9LjlxC8_4/s1600-h/month1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111896791588151218" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RvEbDEcSH7I/AAAAAAAAAnM/ms9LjlxC8_4/s320/month1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One month into having braces &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Of course, I had my doubts before and during the treatment, e.g. (the usual) What if I look ugly? What if my speech gets affected? What if my already-thick lips swell to double its size? What if he can't fix it? &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;What if nobody likes me just because I have braces on XD (F you!!)&lt;/span&gt; ? What if I still have them on when I leave for uni? It seems like an infinite 'what-ifs' and a bout of self-confidence crisis but regret, never came across my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;A year has come and gone. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RvEwAUcSH9I/AAAAAAAAAnc/uSabEiPIymc/s1600-h/DSC08333.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111919834087694290" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RvEwAUcSH9I/AAAAAAAAAnc/uSabEiPIymc/s320/DSC08333.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RvEwA0cSH_I/AAAAAAAAAns/s3UsYoy6VuU/s1600-h/P9070113.2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111919842677628914" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RvEwA0cSH_I/AAAAAAAAAns/s3UsYoy6VuU/s320/P9070113.2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RvEwAUcSH-I/AAAAAAAAAnk/ND96QT2pMx8/s1600-h/DSC09521.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111919834087694306" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RvEwAUcSH-I/AAAAAAAAAnk/ND96QT2pMx8/s320/DSC09521.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;"Are you ready?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;"Yes. Oh wait, I don't know. What if...................."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;Am I happy with the results? Yes. I'm collecting my retainers on Friday.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RvEZRUcSH5I/AAAAAAAAAm8/vf7kay7jHso/s1600-h/DSC00207.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111894837378031506" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RvEZRUcSH5I/AAAAAAAAAm8/vf7kay7jHso/s400/DSC00207.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The face that launched a thousand ships! XD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RvEbdEcSH8I/AAAAAAAAAnU/6TxVtcnKnFw/s1600-h/hairstyle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111897238264750018" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RvEbdEcSH8I/AAAAAAAAAnU/6TxVtcnKnFw/s320/hairstyle.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;One step closer to looking like her. Next up is nose surgery.... blepharoplasty, breast implants, hair extensions and liposuction!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Just this morning, as I entered the lift to get to Physics class, a girl politely asked me to press the 7th floor button for her. I did just that and turned to see who she was. As she smiled and said 'thank you', I realised she had braces on. I told her I took mine off less than 24 hours ago and found out later that hers was only a week old! I gave her the same advice that my friends gave me back in Form 5 when I first had my braces on- Rinse after every meal &amp;amp; be creative with the colours. As I stepped out of the lift and walked towards S.R. 6.7, I could not help but think, 'Damn, it was worth it."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28784047-4369986527351862485?l=earthlengs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/feeds/4369986527351862485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28784047&amp;postID=4369986527351862485&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/4369986527351862485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/4369986527351862485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/2007/09/naked-teeth.html' title='Naked Teeth'/><author><name>Karleng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679869351786889654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3942/3054/1600/513879/DSCF0329.2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RvEUgkcSH4I/AAAAAAAAAm0/uOSI3kFbgds/s72-c/DSC00167.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28784047.post-7779833755952844396</id><published>2007-08-29T20:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-01T17:53:28.594+08:00</updated><title type='text'>APRRC 2007</title><content type='html'>Event: The 4th Asia Pacific Regional Rotaract Conference&lt;br /&gt;Venue: A'Famosa Resort, Malacca&lt;br /&gt;Date: 24th-28th August 07&lt;br /&gt;------------&lt;br /&gt;Aloha! I am back from the Conference. Though it says five days above, it felt like two, really. Here's a recap of what happened:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;First day:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Warren and Lal picked me up from home. Not having even travelled 500m, War answered his phone and a police bloody spotted him. Ugh. Well you know the drift... Then we drove back to PJ to collect his suit. Reached the resort at 4.30pm and registered. Lal and I could only get our room after 8 and since we didn't have anything to do, the three of us headed to Malacca Town for a little tour and of course, to try the famous Chicken Rice Balls (woohoo)! Met Koon Tsing, Dheepan and Jen Han at A'Famosa along with their helpful GPS device, 'Mandy'. We were lucky to have went on a Friday night as Jonker Street had its pasar malam, which meant more local concoctions for me (woohoo again!) :D. I bought a chinese fan for the Cultural Night 'cause.. I don't have a cheongsam. I know, it's a sin for a Chinese hahahaha. But I've mentioned in an earlier post that I almost suffocated to death when I tried one on the last time....... hee. Only met my roommates at 1.15AM (Joyce &amp; Jou Wen)! The 4th one, Veronica arrived at 3+am due to a flight delay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RtVoo-KGadI/AAAAAAAAAhs/xLntCpGaNzw/s1600-h/P4230003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104100805783742930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RtVoo-KGadI/AAAAAAAAAhs/xLntCpGaNzw/s400/P4230003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The Lighthouse&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RtVop-KGahI/AAAAAAAAAiM/Fh9CvxGRTxE/s1600-h/P4230016.2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104100822963612178" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RtVop-KGahI/AAAAAAAAAiM/Fh9CvxGRTxE/s400/P4230016.2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Solitude/The Wishing Well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RtVopeKGaeI/AAAAAAAAAh0/Vp4WwqkY-hs/s1600-h/P4230011.2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104100814373677538" style="WIDTH: 404px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 317px" height="314" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RtVopeKGaeI/AAAAAAAAAh0/Vp4WwqkY-hs/s400/P4230011.2.JPG" width="434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Posers&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RtVpN-KGaiI/AAAAAAAAAiU/QsXU1WTmf-4/s1600-h/P4230019.2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104101441438902818" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RtVpN-KGaiI/AAAAAAAAAiU/QsXU1WTmf-4/s400/P4230019.2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Cakap, Tak nak!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Second Day:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Opening Ceremony was alright. The Taiwanese, Indonesians and Filipinos are such a patriotic bunch! The Rotary International Representative, Mr. Rafael Henchanova (me thinks) was an ex-Olympic basketball player from the Philipines. Don't mess hahaha! The only part I disliked was the flag presentation. They really should've used a pole to hoist the flag rather than to hold it with their hands. It would have been more professional and presentable that way..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the O.Ceremony, there was a Rotaract Festival in the Cowboy Town which was basically the chance for the rotaractors to promote their country. Erm, the Malaysian stall was late....... hahahahaha That's just so Malaysian right?! I fell in love with this Philipino sweet called pastillas. It's like the new orgasm yo.&lt;br /&gt;Cultural Night was interesting. The food was pretty good even though I didn't eat like, four items 'cause I was watching the performances at the front. Best one would have to go to the Korean percussion team.. It was really energetic and erm..well... CULTURAL! XD I was a bit disappointed when the Filipinos didn't perform the Macareena. I mean, how could they NOT! Nonetheless you guys should download the song 'Pinoy Ako'- They danced to this song instead. It says 'I Am Filipino', you can use Malay to translate it actually.. "Aku Pinoy'. Haha yes, I just did my research online :P.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;THANKS MARSH&lt;/span&gt;, for lending me your Baju Melayu (Modern)! Would've felt so out-of-place if I went ahead with the black top and chinese fan hahaha. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RtVopuKGagI/AAAAAAAAAiE/-s9jCNSELYE/s1600-h/P4240028.2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104100818668644866" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RtVopuKGagI/AAAAAAAAAiE/-s9jCNSELYE/s400/P4240028.2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Oh my espasols.. I want more pastillas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RtWUUeKGbFI/AAAAAAAAAms/UGbuHu9UTCs/s1600-h/P4240030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104148832108047442" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RtWUUeKGbFI/AAAAAAAAAms/UGbuHu9UTCs/s400/P4240030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Hong Kees teaching Lal about Mahjong&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RtV7VuKGa8I/AAAAAAAAAlk/ej5O2Z4oP0M/s1600-h/P4240032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104121365792189378" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RtV7VuKGa8I/AAAAAAAAAlk/ej5O2Z4oP0M/s400/P4240032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Pre-Cultural night. That was what I was intending to wear before I borrowed the baju melayu from Marsh. From L-R: Jou Wen, Shea Spear, Joyce and Bay. Curtin peeps (Hello!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RtV8pOKGa-I/AAAAAAAAAl0/Jlvi0YUzs8o/s1600-h/P4240041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104122800311266274" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RtV8pOKGa-I/AAAAAAAAAl0/Jlvi0YUzs8o/s400/P4240041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Veronica (Sabahan)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RtWMf-KGbEI/AAAAAAAAAmk/TEOkkDbvPJs/s1600-h/P4240058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104140233583520834" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RtWMf-KGbEI/AAAAAAAAAmk/TEOkkDbvPJs/s400/P4240058.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Taiwanese lion dance&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RtV8pOKGa9I/AAAAAAAAAls/p-bRbVIUDkA/s1600-h/P4240051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104122800311266258" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RtV8pOKGa9I/AAAAAAAAAls/p-bRbVIUDkA/s400/P4240051.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;OMG OMG OMG. &lt;strong&gt;Physics (E) people&lt;/strong&gt;, doesn't he look like... &lt;strong&gt;MR LIM&lt;/strong&gt;!? LOL!There was a Jap who looked like Lawrence.. but no way am I posting anything about him on my blog. period.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RtV2x-KGa6I/AAAAAAAAAlU/SEXvaywu19g/s1600-h/P4240063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104116353565354914" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RtV2x-KGa6I/AAAAAAAAAlU/SEXvaywu19g/s400/P4240063.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Koreans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RtV1weKGa3I/AAAAAAAAAk8/IQfhu-ZZeUc/s1600-h/P4240083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104115228283923314" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RtV1weKGa3I/AAAAAAAAAk8/IQfhu-ZZeUc/s400/P4240083.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Malaysian posers&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RtV2xuKGa5I/AAAAAAAAAlM/3YYK0DDT4N4/s1600-h/P4240082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104116349270387602" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RtV2xuKGa5I/AAAAAAAAAlM/3YYK0DDT4N4/s400/P4240082.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;or camwhores :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RtV1wuKGa4I/AAAAAAAAAlE/PzxAOMJGOnU/s1600-h/P4240080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104115232578890626" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RtV1wuKGa4I/AAAAAAAAAlE/PzxAOMJGOnU/s400/P4240080.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;James from Taiwan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RtWAxeKGbAI/AAAAAAAAAmE/yactUJfhX6U/s1600-h/P4240086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104127340091698178" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RtWAxeKGbAI/AAAAAAAAAmE/yactUJfhX6U/s400/P4240086.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;with Keng from Thailand&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RtV1wOKGa2I/AAAAAAAAAk0/j-sIdTeNP_Q/s1600-h/P4240089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104115223988956002" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RtV1wOKGa2I/AAAAAAAAAk0/j-sIdTeNP_Q/s400/P4240089.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Koreans again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Third Day:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erm, I woke up at 11.30am so I missed the morning talks (they sounded boring anyway). In the afternoon, Koon Tsing and I went for the 'Project planning and Implementation' talk while the rest went for 'Branding of Rotaract'. It wasn't 100% Rotaract, what I learnt from the talk can also be applied in my Student Council activities. Halfway through one talk (should be "Community Service"), this Filipino guy, Kenneth turned around and asked me, "Are you MALAY?". I was like O_O. WOW That's the first time I've been asked that question! Then he turned to Dheepan (an Indian, if you find the name too obscure for racial identification) and asked the same question! I think he had the misconception that being Malaysian would mean that we were Malay. hahahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At night, we went to the Cowboy Party. Once again, my clothes did SO not fit the theme. I found the Red Indian show rather dumb. Sorry but it really was. First of all, it only lasted for what, 20 minutes? Second, I hate animal parades. It's another form of animal cruelty. I had my eyes fixed on the elephant rider, just in case he pokes the elephant (it really hurts, I read in an article.. Ok, like duh) I would've made a scene. Haha.. GO PETA! The fireworks were okayyyy. The last one was good though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next was the dance party at the ballroom, which to me was the best part of the whole conference.. LOL. Hmm yea, had great fun. And that's an understatement hehe. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RtVz1uKGa0I/AAAAAAAAAkk/uCwIMkNtHTQ/s1600-h/P4250093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104113119454980930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RtVz1uKGa0I/AAAAAAAAAkk/uCwIMkNtHTQ/s400/P4250093.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RtVz1uKGa1I/AAAAAAAAAks/oKF8y9gTCss/s1600-h/P4250092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104113119454980946" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RtVz1uKGa1I/AAAAAAAAAks/oKF8y9gTCss/s400/P4250092.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Filipino version of... Megatron! A watermelon cart!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RtVz1OKGaxI/AAAAAAAAAkM/0VojKsk2rEA/s1600-h/P4250104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104113110865046290" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RtVz1OKGaxI/AAAAAAAAAkM/0VojKsk2rEA/s400/P4250104.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;At Cowboy Town&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RtVz1eKGayI/AAAAAAAAAkU/08KZyceCuoM/s1600-h/P4250099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104113115160013602" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RtVz1eKGayI/AAAAAAAAAkU/08KZyceCuoM/s400/P4250099.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;L-R: Me, War, Lal, Dheepan, Koon Tsing &amp; Marsh.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RtVz1eKGazI/AAAAAAAAAkc/ebw6kSlb8w8/s1600-h/P4250095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104113115160013618" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RtVz1eKGazI/AAAAAAAAAkc/ebw6kSlb8w8/s400/P4250095.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RtWMQOKGbDI/AAAAAAAAAmc/r9VcJCo-Ei8/s1600-h/P4250102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104139963000581170" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RtWMQOKGbDI/AAAAAAAAAmc/r9VcJCo-Ei8/s400/P4250102.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Erm.... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Fourth Day:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, I overslept and woke up at 11am (and so did you, Joyce! if you're reading this HAHA). Closing ceremony was at 2.30pm. Nothing much la. I found the fourth day rather disappointing as the beach party was quite screwed up. The beginning was the bomb. Well, it was because the band opened with 'SOMEBODY TOLD ME' by The Killers!! *Eh John Lee, you really infected me with your Killers obsession!* The water was freezing and people started leaving. The worst part was, they had everyone out of the pool to witness the beer-drinking competition, which was a mistake 'cause no one wanted to go back in for the DJ after that. Sigh. Was looking forward to it (a lot)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RtVyR-KGawI/AAAAAAAAAkE/2ecHZmV9Xzc/s1600-h/P4260109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104111405763029762" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RtVyR-KGawI/AAAAAAAAAkE/2ecHZmV9Xzc/s400/P4260109.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Polo Tees :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RtVwcuKGaqI/AAAAAAAAAjU/5C0IOF-53r8/s1600-h/P4260113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104109391423367842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RtVwcuKGaqI/AAAAAAAAAjU/5C0IOF-53r8/s400/P4260113.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jalur Gemilang&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RtVwc-KGarI/AAAAAAAAAjc/i-80SQflaU0/s1600-h/P4260111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104109395718335154" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RtVwc-KGarI/AAAAAAAAAjc/i-80SQflaU0/s400/P4260111.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Vidya, 176cm tall. haha!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RtVwdOKGasI/AAAAAAAAAjk/O9KrTVo0Z3c/s1600-h/P4260114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104109400013302466" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RtVwdOKGasI/AAAAAAAAAjk/O9KrTVo0Z3c/s400/P4260114.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Koreans promoting Interota 2008 (International Rotaract Conference) during the Closing Ceremony. "Te Han Ming Gu!" Their cheer rocks man (Football fans- they do this at every Korean game).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RtVuYuKGanI/AAAAAAAAAi8/ulXU03Kbu0g/s1600-h/P4260119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104107123680635506" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RtVuYuKGanI/AAAAAAAAAi8/ulXU03Kbu0g/s400/P4260119.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Beach Party&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RtVyReKGatI/AAAAAAAAAjs/CszQnAcHNdY/s1600-h/P4260121.2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104111397173095122" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RtVyReKGatI/AAAAAAAAAjs/CszQnAcHNdY/s400/P4260121.2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dheepan and the Filipinos, who were nice enough to give us the remaining Peanut Choc sweets!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RtVuYuKGalI/AAAAAAAAAis/UKqjGxnaeDw/s1600-h/P4260129.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104107123680635474" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RtVuYuKGalI/AAAAAAAAAis/UKqjGxnaeDw/s400/P4260129.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;A gastronomical cultural experience&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RtVuYuKGamI/AAAAAAAAAi0/NCVwOjPafik/s1600-h/P4260128.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104107123680635490" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RtVuYuKGamI/AAAAAAAAAi0/NCVwOjPafik/s400/P4260128.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 5am with the 3 koreans&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Last Day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RtVpyeKGajI/AAAAAAAAAic/-p1wWn38CRM/s1600-h/P4270141.2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104102068504128050" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RtVpyeKGajI/AAAAAAAAAic/-p1wWn38CRM/s400/P4270141.2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With my roomies! L-R: Veronica, Joyce, me &amp;amp; Jou Wen&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RtVuYeKGakI/AAAAAAAAAik/EbTN4UPvfiA/s1600-h/P4270140.2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104107119385668162" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RtVuYeKGakI/AAAAAAAAAik/EbTN4UPvfiA/s400/P4270140.2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;hehehe&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RtWAmuKGa_I/AAAAAAAAAl8/Ada1DHCcIUw/s1600-h/P4270142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104127155408104434" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RtWAmuKGa_I/AAAAAAAAAl8/Ada1DHCcIUw/s400/P4270142.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;with the Sarawakian Rotaractors&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Overall the conference was good, learnt.. a few new things and had fun with my friends. As corny as it sounds, attending it made me realise how proud I should be to be a Malaysian. The foreign participants were amazed at how many races there are in our country. There was only one nation that had different races sitting at the same table, you know? :) I love Malaysia. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;it's just that the G is screwing things up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Ok. Gotta study and concentrate on A Levels now hehe. I'm depressed that the hols are ending.. So how have you spent yours, peeps?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28784047-7779833755952844396?l=earthlengs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/feeds/7779833755952844396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28784047&amp;postID=7779833755952844396&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/7779833755952844396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/7779833755952844396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/2007/08/event-4th-asia-pacific-regional.html' title='APRRC 2007'/><author><name>Karleng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679869351786889654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3942/3054/1600/513879/DSCF0329.2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RtVoo-KGadI/AAAAAAAAAhs/xLntCpGaNzw/s72-c/P4230003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28784047.post-1154209058020577934</id><published>2007-08-21T23:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T23:59:56.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;NOELLE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! HOPE YOU HAVE A GREAT ONE ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Noelle Sim:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-5'6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-Crappy, funny, lovable, dumb at times (things you would see in me, actually)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-Currently studying in Aus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-Whose OC Season1-3 Dvds are with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-With Lydia, are my best pals in the world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;euw so emo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28784047-1154209058020577934?l=earthlengs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/feeds/1154209058020577934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28784047&amp;postID=1154209058020577934&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/1154209058020577934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/1154209058020577934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/2007/08/happy-birthday-noelle-hope-you-have.html' title=''/><author><name>Karleng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679869351786889654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3942/3054/1600/513879/DSCF0329.2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28784047.post-876755649944384581</id><published>2007-08-20T21:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T14:40:36.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where have all the DVD shops gone?</title><content type='html'>It seems to me that the DVD stores in Bangsar have decidedly shut down their business all at the same time. Either they're relocating to somewhere more strategic (read : less raids- I was stuck in one last year!) or the police have finally developed an ingenious way to sweep these shops off the surface of Jln Telawi/ Lucky Garden.Please let me know where to get good quality dvds now........ I don't trust the pasar malam ones.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do people buy pirated dvds anyway? The average price of one is RM8-10 and a movie ticket would cost you less (RM6 with your Student ID) or slighty more (RM11). So price isn't really an issue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But wait a minute! That is, if we compare the price of the pirated dvd with a movie ticket. What we should be comparing is the price of the &lt;strong&gt;original dvd &lt;/strong&gt;itself. Well I can't even give you a rough figure on that (you know why) but the difference (to me) is suffice to kick &lt;em&gt;la originales&lt;/em&gt; off my list of luxury goods.. With the exception of the Lord Of The Rings Trilogy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha. Ok that's a whole load of crap of me trying to sound like Stephen Levitt so I'll stop writing about illegal dvds and give you a brief review on &lt;em&gt;Evan Almighty:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RsmbcOKGaaI/AAAAAAAAAhU/eA0cPowUUNQ/s1600-h/evan+almighty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100778962112899490" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RsmbcOKGaaI/AAAAAAAAAhU/eA0cPowUUNQ/s400/evan+almighty.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'd save all the dogs in the world.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Steve Carell (from The 40 year old virgin) plays Evan Baxter, a newscaster who has won the new congressman seat. Along with his newly appointed profession and supportive family (with 3 cute sons heehee), he moves into his new home. Everything seemed fine until his alarm clock rings at 6:14 every morning. Plus, he gets weird tools and wood delivered daily to his home. Alas.. All is explained with the appearance of...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RsmlyeKGacI/AAAAAAAAAhk/Ydc8_dwO2K0/s1600-h/morganfreemanap.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100790339481266626" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RsmlyeKGacI/AAAAAAAAAhk/Ydc8_dwO2K0/s400/morganfreemanap.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Morgan Freeman a.k.a. God&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Evan is instructed to build an ark to save the animals and his neighbours for an impending flood. After many denials and stained suits, Evan finally heeds this calling. His colleagues, wife (Joan... Joan of ArC?) and neighbours are puzzled by the sudden change in his attitude and hairstyle, hence relating it to a lunatic albeit pious state of mind. The press conference scene is bound to have you laughing your head off..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Am lazy to continue, so watch the show to finish the synopsis! The ark looks great by the way.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;While watching the movie, I was stunned by the resemblance between Noah/Evan and Gandalf from LOTR-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RsmbbeKGaZI/AAAAAAAAAhM/erE_IS2_qmc/s1600-h/evan-almighty-4-6-07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100778949227997586" style="WIDTH: 261px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 328px" height="328" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RsmbbeKGaZI/AAAAAAAAAhM/erE_IS2_qmc/s400/evan-almighty-4-6-07.jpg" width="246" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RsmbceKGabI/AAAAAAAAAhc/x-Ja43rwUss/s1600-h/gandalf-thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100778966407866802" style="WIDTH: 369px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 323px" height="323" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RsmbceKGabI/AAAAAAAAAhc/x-Ja43rwUss/s400/gandalf-thumb.jpg" width="360" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'd save the Ents too!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;E.A. is hands-down better than it's predecessor, &lt;em&gt;Bruce Almighty&lt;/em&gt;. I think the only good show Jim Carrey ever acted in was Ace Ventura (Weee)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RsmbbOKGaYI/AAAAAAAAAhE/nTv_UPbpNvE/s1600-h/ace+ventura.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100778944933030274" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RsmbbOKGaYI/AAAAAAAAAhE/nTv_UPbpNvE/s400/ace+ventura.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Such a stupid show haha! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;3rd to &lt;em&gt;Glitter&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;Crossroads&lt;/em&gt; though. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I say... Give this show a try. It's worth your money, even if it's your backup movie after Rush Hour 3 or Ratatouille :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;-------------------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;For Cineleisure goers, be sure to buy their awesome &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;potato wedges&lt;/span&gt; before your movie starts!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28784047-876755649944384581?l=earthlengs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/feeds/876755649944384581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28784047&amp;postID=876755649944384581&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/876755649944384581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/876755649944384581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/2007/08/where-have-all-dvd-shops-gone.html' title='Where have all the DVD shops gone?'/><author><name>Karleng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679869351786889654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3942/3054/1600/513879/DSCF0329.2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RsmbcOKGaaI/AAAAAAAAAhU/eA0cPowUUNQ/s72-c/evan+almighty.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28784047.post-9067037545036457137</id><published>2007-08-15T00:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-15T12:25:03.017+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stop Her On Sight (S.O.S.) by Edwin Starr- One of the best 60s songs EVER.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've just watched Pan's Labyrinth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RsHVJxW7Y5I/AAAAAAAAAgE/497fjJOkT1c/s1600-h/pan-pale-man_54756.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098590617005155218" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RsHVJxW7Y5I/AAAAAAAAAgE/497fjJOkT1c/s400/pan-pale-man_54756.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I think it's &lt;strong&gt;lovely&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Not quite in the league of LOTR, Taegukgi or Big Fish for me but it's good. Baby-eating Pale Man (see above) is freaky! However, I burst out laughing when I first saw him because I recalled a camwhore pic on Yean's blog in which she (drew eyes on her palms and) did the same pose. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;3 weeks break ahead, HELPies! Cheers!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28784047-9067037545036457137?l=earthlengs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/feeds/9067037545036457137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28784047&amp;postID=9067037545036457137&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/9067037545036457137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/9067037545036457137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/2007/08/stop-her-on-sight-sos-by-edwin-starr.html' title='Stop Her On Sight (S.O.S.) by Edwin Starr- One of the best 60s songs EVER.'/><author><name>Karleng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679869351786889654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3942/3054/1600/513879/DSCF0329.2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RsHVJxW7Y5I/AAAAAAAAAgE/497fjJOkT1c/s72-c/pan-pale-man_54756.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28784047.post-1934161221886229948</id><published>2007-08-02T23:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-02T23:13:27.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'>D'oh!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;I'VE BEEN SIMPSONIZED!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RrHzWxW7Y3I/AAAAAAAAAf0/uZJsgQeqMEI/s1600-h/lengsimpson2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094120226064917362" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RrHzWxW7Y3I/AAAAAAAAAf0/uZJsgQeqMEI/s400/lengsimpson2.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;"Buster, what have you done?!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;White cropped pants, black shirt... hmmmm.. Like the real thing huh? hahaha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RrHzWxW7Y4I/AAAAAAAAAf8/0qrQoKgSGoM/s1600-h/lengsimpson3.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094120226064917378" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RrHzWxW7Y4I/AAAAAAAAAf8/0qrQoKgSGoM/s400/lengsimpson3.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Even the braces!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.simpsonizeme.com/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;www.simpsonizeme.com&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28784047-1934161221886229948?l=earthlengs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/feeds/1934161221886229948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28784047&amp;postID=1934161221886229948&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/1934161221886229948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/1934161221886229948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/2007/08/doh.html' title='D&apos;oh!!'/><author><name>Karleng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679869351786889654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3942/3054/1600/513879/DSCF0329.2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RrHzWxW7Y3I/AAAAAAAAAf0/uZJsgQeqMEI/s72-c/lengsimpson2.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28784047.post-4877412468682564141</id><published>2007-07-30T21:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T21:39:34.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Performing magic with pen</title><content type='html'>Clickety click...on the link to Soraya's fab &lt;em&gt;Deathly Hallows&lt;/em&gt; review!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://thestar.com.my/lifestyle/story.asp?file=/2007/7/29/lifebookshelf/18402697&amp;sec=lifebookshelf"&gt;http://thestar.com.my/lifestyle/story.asp?file=/2007/7/29/lifebookshelf/18402697&amp;amp;sec=lifebookshelf&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28784047-4877412468682564141?l=earthlengs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/feeds/4877412468682564141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28784047&amp;postID=4877412468682564141&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/4877412468682564141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/4877412468682564141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/2007/07/performing-magic-with-pen.html' title='Performing magic with pen'/><author><name>Karleng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679869351786889654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3942/3054/1600/513879/DSCF0329.2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28784047.post-8099454222398758220</id><published>2007-07-29T22:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T22:17:24.537+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I love house elves</title><content type='html'>I've FINALLY finished &lt;em&gt;Deathly Hallows&lt;/em&gt;! Oh gosh, I cried for half of the book. Don't think that can beat Soraya's record of ____ times tho.. lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finishing this book also means that I can surf the net without fear of finding out what happened to the characters.. wee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, if you have nothing else better to do (which I think you have if you're reading this shit blog), do download Michael Buble's "Lost" &amp; "Me and mrs Jones" from his 3rd album &lt;em&gt;Call Me Irresponsible!&lt;/em&gt; "Lost" has sweet lyrics.. and you can hear Buble's girlfriend, Emily Blunt singing in the latter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on.. a totally unrelated note, look at the moon tonight people... It's beautiful&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28784047-8099454222398758220?l=earthlengs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/feeds/8099454222398758220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28784047&amp;postID=8099454222398758220&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/8099454222398758220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/8099454222398758220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-love-house-elves.html' title='I love house elves'/><author><name>Karleng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679869351786889654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3942/3054/1600/513879/DSCF0329.2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28784047.post-5716394947395997261</id><published>2007-07-25T00:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-25T00:48:01.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>'Sher Baccha' is Hindi for Tiger Cub, so 'Sher Khan' (the Jungle book) probably stands for the Tiger King?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Went to Carrefour (6pm) in Sri Petaling to purchase HP7 only to find out that the last book had been sold off in the morning T_T. Didn't want to leave the place empty handed so I bought &lt;em&gt;Forbes&lt;/em&gt;. I usually don't use the plastic bag if it's  something easy to carry. Now, the thing that happened was, when I walked out of Carrefour, one of the workers chased after me thinking that I pilfered the mag. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;So much for being environmentally friendly heehee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;People, say NO to overusage of polyethene!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28784047-5716394947395997261?l=earthlengs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/feeds/5716394947395997261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28784047&amp;postID=5716394947395997261&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/5716394947395997261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/5716394947395997261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/2007/07/sher-baccha-is-hindi-for-tiger-cub-so.html' title='&apos;Sher Baccha&apos; is Hindi for Tiger Cub, so &apos;Sher Khan&apos; (the Jungle book) probably stands for the Tiger King?'/><author><name>Karleng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679869351786889654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3942/3054/1600/513879/DSCF0329.2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28784047.post-1174234290971918898</id><published>2007-07-23T18:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-23T19:24:46.177+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Physics.... and so much more!</title><content type='html'>Chia Li, an admin staff from the dept. came to find Mr. Lim during our Physics class today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She knocked on the door and the first thing he said was "Wah Chia li, long time no see!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kekekekekeke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Back to the lesson-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Lim, &lt;em&gt;trying to explain why the simple harmonic motion is considered as a circular motion despite not having an angular displacement, using daily life examples... as always&lt;/em&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;Class, ok, let me ask the boys. What would you say to a girl whom you find very beautiful? Wei hoh ah wei hoh.. Answer me now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wei Hoh: *Stones*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arthur: &lt;strong&gt;WAH LONG TIME NO SEE!&lt;/strong&gt; *Whole class erupts in laughter while mr. Lim 'wipes' his forehead*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Lim: Haiyaa.. Karleng, give me the answer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me, &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;very unabashedly&lt;/span&gt;: Erm... you say.... Hi karleng :D!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Lim : AIyo.. No no.. aiyo class...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ming Han: You say, 'Hi beautiful'!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lim:  The girl will run away from you ha! If the girl is beautiful you should say that she looks like a flower.. At least during my time la.. Ah, good thing we have Timothy, our English Lit friend! Timothy, teach them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tim, thinks for a little while and says something (I think it's from Shakespeare, the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;rose&lt;/span&gt; one) in a squeaky, poetic voice XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Lim: Yes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bro: Hey I think I'll just buy the 89.90 HP book, don't want to risk anyone spoiling the ending for me.&lt;br /&gt;me: Eh don't man! You can get it 22.2% cheaper at Tesco!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***To those who have finished the book, can you please be considerate and NOT be a pain in the arse by ruining it for everyone else! It's so goddamn annoying.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28784047-1174234290971918898?l=earthlengs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/feeds/1174234290971918898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28784047&amp;postID=1174234290971918898&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/1174234290971918898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/1174234290971918898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/2007/07/physics-and-so-much-more.html' title='Physics.... and so much more!'/><author><name>Karleng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679869351786889654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3942/3054/1600/513879/DSCF0329.2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28784047.post-791600232434607683</id><published>2007-07-17T21:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-17T23:15:51.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rainforest Music Festival 07</title><content type='html'>RWMF was a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;blast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The festival was an eye-opener with performances from all over the world. Local, Celtic, Vietnamese-bamboo-thingies, you name it, they got it. OMG there was this George Clooney lookalike from the Scottish band Shooglenifty who was so hot! OK, fine, maybe his grey hair is the only resemblance to People's Sexiest Man Alive (in 1997 AND 2006) but wooosh.. He was so hot I tell you... &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;GoddamnitIdidn'tfriggintakeapicturewithhimdespiteseeinghimwalkingaround.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;benci masa aku shy :( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RpzEtaogrII/AAAAAAAAAdc/RTGHFs002lo/s1600-h/P3200050.2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088157963544210562" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RpzEtaogrII/AAAAAAAAAdc/RTGHFs002lo/s400/P3200050.2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The lovely sunset through the window of the plane..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RpzEtqogrKI/AAAAAAAAAds/E1ibM9M2DgE/s1600-h/P3200054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088157967839177890" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RpzEtqogrKI/AAAAAAAAAds/E1ibM9M2DgE/s400/P3200054.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was surreal listening to the music and being able to gaze at the stars above us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RpzEtqogrJI/AAAAAAAAAdk/_l3VjWtqArw/s1600-h/P3200052.2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088157967839177874" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RpzEtqogrJI/AAAAAAAAAdk/_l3VjWtqArw/s400/P3200052.2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;LOL Jesus playing the violin! Shooglenifty!! No that's not my hot man hahahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RpzFaqogrLI/AAAAAAAAAd0/K3_NbAassEo/s1600-h/P3210057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088158740933291186" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RpzFaqogrLI/AAAAAAAAAd0/K3_NbAassEo/s400/P3210057.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;One little, two little, three little black flip flops..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RpzRvqograI/AAAAAAAAAfs/rZMNOx0ch4I/s1600-h/P3210059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088172295850077602" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RpzRvqograI/AAAAAAAAAfs/rZMNOx0ch4I/s400/P3210059.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RpzEtKogrGI/AAAAAAAAAdM/04XV99oyEMs/s1600-h/IMG_3302.2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088157959249243234" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RpzEtKogrGI/AAAAAAAAAdM/04XV99oyEMs/s400/IMG_3302.2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All hail the green floral pants!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RpzRjKogrZI/AAAAAAAAAfk/NyYBpRvQ7I0/s1600-h/P3210060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088172081101712786" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RpzRjKogrZI/AAAAAAAAAfk/NyYBpRvQ7I0/s400/P3210060.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RpzFbKogrNI/AAAAAAAAAeE/vU9wPGnAr_U/s1600-h/P3210064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088158749523225810" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RpzFbKogrNI/AAAAAAAAAeE/vU9wPGnAr_U/s400/P3210064.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jill Toyad, finally.. we meet!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RpzFa6ogrMI/AAAAAAAAAd8/bn-09ivmtj4/s1600-h/P3210061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088158745228258498" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RpzFa6ogrMI/AAAAAAAAAd8/bn-09ivmtj4/s400/P3210061.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RpzFbaogrOI/AAAAAAAAAeM/rPQfEEpJOCE/s1600-h/P3220073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088158753818193122" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RpzFbaogrOI/AAAAAAAAAeM/rPQfEEpJOCE/s400/P3220073.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;La attempted chokehold! People would die from love if I were Cupid.. Oh wait, they already do ha-ha XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RpzFbqogrPI/AAAAAAAAAeU/PGWbmvzLgNo/s1600-h/P3220076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088158758113160434" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RpzFbqogrPI/AAAAAAAAAeU/PGWbmvzLgNo/s400/P3220076.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Black Umfolosi guy! dee de dee dee de dee de de de Awiem bambawehh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RpzJgaogrWI/AAAAAAAAAfM/VR54fB4WSVc/s1600-h/P3220077.2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088163237764050274" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RpzJgaogrWI/AAAAAAAAAfM/VR54fB4WSVc/s400/P3220077.2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;War, WY, Jill, another Black Umfolosi member and I&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RpzEtaogrHI/AAAAAAAAAdU/3zD2nu27rCw/s1600-h/IMG_3472.2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088157963544210546" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RpzEtaogrHI/AAAAAAAAAdU/3zD2nu27rCw/s400/IMG_3472.2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Me getting a henna!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RpzF_qogrRI/AAAAAAAAAek/thzBxWVRK3Y/s1600-h/P3220085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088159376588451090" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RpzF_qogrRI/AAAAAAAAAek/thzBxWVRK3Y/s400/P3220085.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Warren BUFF-ay? LOL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RpzGAKogrUI/AAAAAAAAAe8/Hp1UZqm-L-k/s1600-h/P3220107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088159385178385730" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RpzGAKogrUI/AAAAAAAAAe8/Hp1UZqm-L-k/s400/P3220107.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;May the butterfly live for seven more days! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RpzKlqogrYI/AAAAAAAAAfc/jHNHJ5upgng/s1600-h/P3220097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088164427469991298" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RpzKlqogrYI/AAAAAAAAAfc/jHNHJ5upgng/s400/P3220097.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The crowd during the third night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RpzF_qogrQI/AAAAAAAAAec/VOrRZNUTD2k/s1600-h/P3220095.2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088159376588451074" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RpzF_qogrQI/AAAAAAAAAec/VOrRZNUTD2k/s400/P3220095.2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Weiyan, Jill, Warren and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RpzJ9aogrXI/AAAAAAAAAfU/MNsrzIz2TcU/s1600-h/P3220093.2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088163735980256626" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RpzJ9aogrXI/AAAAAAAAAfU/MNsrzIz2TcU/s400/P3220093.2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RpzF_6ogrSI/AAAAAAAAAes/p-Das1gbi80/s1600-h/P3220096.2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088159380883418402" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RpzF_6ogrSI/AAAAAAAAAes/p-Das1gbi80/s400/P3220096.2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RpzF_6ogrTI/AAAAAAAAAe0/V5mTyylQy9w/s1600-h/P3220106.2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088159380883418418" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RpzF_6ogrTI/AAAAAAAAAe0/V5mTyylQy9w/s400/P3220106.2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Alvey from Channel [V]. The smoking + drinking just turned me off. He's still hot anyway heehee. Warren took a pic with Marion too! She seemed really sweet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RpzHV6ogrVI/AAAAAAAAAfE/pyZoTMZ2QJw/s1600-h/P3220105.2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088160858352168274" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RpzHV6ogrVI/AAAAAAAAAfE/pyZoTMZ2QJw/s400/P3220105.2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;RWMF 2007&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I wanna go back next year. A-Lvls peeps, it'll be after our finals so lets go ok! and perhaps... I can take a pic with Mr. Hot-in-kilts. x)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28784047-791600232434607683?l=earthlengs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/feeds/791600232434607683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28784047&amp;postID=791600232434607683&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/791600232434607683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/791600232434607683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/2007/07/rainforest-music-festival-07.html' title='Rainforest Music Festival 07'/><author><name>Karleng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679869351786889654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3942/3054/1600/513879/DSCF0329.2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RpzEtaogrII/AAAAAAAAAdc/RTGHFs002lo/s72-c/P3200050.2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28784047.post-779803964747357223</id><published>2007-07-07T01:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-08T17:39:24.963+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A Levels Events'/><title type='text'>A-Ball 07!</title><content type='html'>After two months of marketing the event, selling 500+ tickets, finding sponsors, attending a band audition (which marked the first time I stepped into a studio :D), LRT trips to Mandarin Oriental and dealing with one particular psychopathic customer, the ball has ended. With a bang, I must say :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pre-Ball:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Ro-JjkGSRiI/AAAAAAAAAc8/87V58vf6kkc/s1600-h/01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084433748403045922" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Ro-JjkGSRiI/AAAAAAAAAc8/87V58vf6kkc/s400/01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The poster, designed by Rowern.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Ro-JC0GSRhI/AAAAAAAAAc0/6EtMJp2P16k/s1600-h/02.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084433185762330130" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Ro-JC0GSRhI/AAAAAAAAAc0/6EtMJp2P16k/s400/02.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The tickets (picture courtesy of Pui Yean), designed by Li Qing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Ro-IOEGSRaI/AAAAAAAAAb8/x4KdGFVp1X4/s1600-h/24.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084432279524230562" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Ro-IOEGSRaI/AAAAAAAAAb8/x4KdGFVp1X4/s400/24.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cover of the programme booklet... once again designed by Rowern hahaha. There is a sesat animal every year; last year it was a unicorn (theme- Lost In Paradise) and this year it's the swan!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1st of July:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Ro-Ej0GSROI/AAAAAAAAAac/4T5tVI1pTBc/s1600-h/21.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084428255139874018" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Ro-Ej0GSROI/AAAAAAAAAac/4T5tVI1pTBc/s400/21.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Two days before, I had informed the hotel, sponsorship, decorations and publicity members to reach MO at 9am during the general meeting. Basically there were 3 shifts: 9am-12pm (Goodie bags, ballots, prizes,etc), 12-4pm (sound check, lights, rehearsals) and 5pm onwards. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Ro-JCEGSRfI/AAAAAAAAAck/liT0DPOb-2c/s1600-h/04.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084433172877428210" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Ro-JCEGSRfI/AAAAAAAAAck/liT0DPOb-2c/s400/04.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Placing&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; 510&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; goodie bags. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Ro-JB0GSReI/AAAAAAAAAcc/rgmOh1ki8T8/s1600-h/05.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084433168582460898" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Ro-JB0GSReI/AAAAAAAAAcc/rgmOh1ki8T8/s400/05.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Filling the goodie bags with THE goodies :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The items: Seventeen Mag for girls/Torque for guys, Sunway Lagoon vouchers, Borders vouchers, A-Levels sticker, Youth Portal Msia file, Stila products for girls, Zazen spa voucher, facial voucher, 3 days Fitness First free membership, Michael &amp; guys hair salon voucher, England Optical RM50 discount voucher. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sponsorship department members ROCK.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Ro-JBUGSRdI/AAAAAAAAAcU/t2cUnc9RldA/s1600-h/06.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084433159992526290" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Ro-JBUGSRdI/AAAAAAAAAcU/t2cUnc9RldA/s400/06.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yea as you can tell..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Ro-JC0GSRgI/AAAAAAAAAcs/pLdP8u2sMVA/s1600-h/09.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084433185762330114" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Ro-JC0GSRgI/AAAAAAAAAcs/pLdP8u2sMVA/s400/09.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Estrogens flooded the room as females make up 90% of the committee X)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Ro-FOEGSRTI/AAAAAAAAAbE/gqp6o0_opyo/s1600-h/10.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084428980989347122" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Ro-FOEGSRTI/AAAAAAAAAbE/gqp6o0_opyo/s400/10.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The feisty Sarah C!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Ro-FN0GSRSI/AAAAAAAAAa8/3YP1ZHKBCyM/s1600-h/11.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084428976694379810" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Ro-FN0GSRSI/AAAAAAAAAa8/3YP1ZHKBCyM/s400/11.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;18 girls and 510 bags&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;shoppinggggggggggggggggg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh yea just in case some people terasa, Aaron and Rowern were the ones taking this pic. So yup, not entirely females.. but do correct me if I am wrong XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;12pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After filling the bags, we went to view the grand ballroom, each with a backache.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Ro-Ej0GSRNI/AAAAAAAAAaU/72ClR-wQ6p8/s1600-h/22.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084428255139874002" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Ro-Ej0GSRNI/AAAAAAAAAaU/72ClR-wQ6p8/s400/22.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Table Reference/Ticket purchasing/Registration counters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Ro-GXUGSRUI/AAAAAAAAAbM/n2ICWxcp2ag/s1600-h/13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084430239414764866" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Ro-GXUGSRUI/AAAAAAAAAbM/n2ICWxcp2ag/s400/13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Still in the midst of setting up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Initially the size of the dancefloor horrified me. It looked so different and pathetically small from the floorplan. The latin performance would be badly affected, people would complain too because there just wasn't enough space to well, &lt;em&gt;dance&lt;/em&gt;! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nevertheless the problem was quickly solved with bouts of discussions and moving the stage from the front to the side. Wee thanks Aaron!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Ro-IOUGSRbI/AAAAAAAAAcE/lFK02yD2o1E/s1600-h/14.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084432283819197874" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Ro-IOUGSRbI/AAAAAAAAAcE/lFK02yD2o1E/s400/14.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Beautiful?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Ro-FNkGSRQI/AAAAAAAAAas/Jc4ZXS4_f1U/s1600-h/15.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084428972399412482" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Ro-FNkGSRQI/AAAAAAAAAas/Jc4ZXS4_f1U/s400/15.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Just call it good taste :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Ro-FN0GSRRI/AAAAAAAAAa0/ZwJMveK71Ww/s1600-h/17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084428976694379794" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Ro-FN0GSRRI/AAAAAAAAAa0/ZwJMveK71Ww/s400/17.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The VVIP table.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Ro-EjkGSRMI/AAAAAAAAAaM/zi3lza6b1m8/s1600-h/23.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084428250844906690" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Ro-EjkGSRMI/AAAAAAAAAaM/zi3lza6b1m8/s400/23.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sook Yee, Laura &amp; team Deco placed the ballots for the prom king and queen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;3pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Stress built up upstairs while Tian Huey and I wondered how we were going to present the prizes to the Prom King, Queen, and Best Dressed Winners. Without a basket we couldn't hand it over to them in a hamper, plus the footballs for the guys made it even harder. Kathryn who came early helped us tie the ribbons round the Cds and vouchers. Tian Huey has mean skills of how to make a bow yo.. woohoo. In the end, we managed to get bags from MO to store the gifts (they were very pretty!).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;4.30pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There I was sitting at the Stila counter in Parkson KLCC, with a paper in one hand and a pen in the other writing down my speech. I saw Li San, Marsh, Lal and Sarah again at Parkson. Honestly I didn't like the make-up done by Stila (tho the workers were really nice). I paid RM120 for products worth RM100 and 20 for make-up and hairdo. The hair wasn't that great either. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ran back to MO at 6.15 looking like some crazy woman with green eyeshadow. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;6.30pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The goodie bags were brought down to the ballroom and placed on each chair. 5 Seventeen bags and 5 Menhealth's bags for each table. Actually I'm amazed how fast it was done hahahaha! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Ro-IN0GSRYI/AAAAAAAAAbs/Gs0OxWOVa6A/s1600-h/19.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084432275229263234" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Ro-IN0GSRYI/AAAAAAAAAbs/Gs0OxWOVa6A/s400/19.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Laura Low!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Registration went smoothly but the attendees took their own time to enter the ballroom. Jon, Alvint and I carried the bell around making announcement to them in. It reminded me how I was an hour late for my high school prom hahaha. But yea, stress levels were running high at this point. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;And so the ball begins!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Speeches by Divya and I first.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Ro-FNUGSRPI/AAAAAAAAAak/jkSS5NFkzpM/s1600-h/20.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084428968104445170" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Ro-FNUGSRPI/AAAAAAAAAak/jkSS5NFkzpM/s400/20.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The centrepiece (and the candle which started to burn some roses)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Ro-EjkGSRLI/AAAAAAAAAaE/RHE8-KtpYZQ/s1600-h/26.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084428250844906674" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Ro-EjkGSRLI/AAAAAAAAAaE/RHE8-KtpYZQ/s400/26.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our very own Janet Gooi &amp; partner performing Rumba as the opening act.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Ro-EjUGSRKI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/uGznaNfh6E0/s1600-h/27.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084428246549939362" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Ro-EjUGSRKI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/uGznaNfh6E0/s400/27.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Swell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Dinner was served after that. I regret not eating more jellyfish for the appetizer. grrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Ro-D8UGSRJI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/Mp3ZTGVea-k/s1600-h/33.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084427576535041170" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Ro-D8UGSRJI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/Mp3ZTGVea-k/s400/33.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The surprise performance by outgoing president Divya (left) and her friend Stuti. The lady in red is none other than the only English Lit lecturer, Miss Caroline LOL. Damn sporting&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;There were 3 lucky draw sessions with goods worth RM3000 that night. Main prizes were the MO Deluxe View Room worth RM845 (the council and I cursed when we didn't win it- even though we were the ones who drew the ballot..damn!), Bonia watches worth RM398 and RM438, 10 movie passes (for one whole table), XIXILI voucher worth RM50, Souled Out and SevenAteNine dining vouchers worth RM150 each and MANY MORE :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;hmm I'm getting lazy to tell you the detailed event. I'll just show you some pics, mostly which were taken by Jack (thanks!):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Ro-D8EGSRII/AAAAAAAAAZs/j4RhpmUiYl0/s1600-h/35.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084427572240073858" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Ro-D8EGSRII/AAAAAAAAAZs/j4RhpmUiYl0/s400/35.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Best Dressed Male competition, with Michelle Jane being the human pole they had to dance around. Michelle you lucky devil! Btw ex-chsians, this was the lead singer of the band that performed at our prom last year. Nope, they didn't perform at this event .. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt; made sure of that.:P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Ro-D8EGSRHI/AAAAAAAAAZk/v4srOcbt4io/s1600-h/36.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084427572240073842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Ro-D8EGSRHI/AAAAAAAAAZk/v4srOcbt4io/s400/36.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Ro5__0GSREI/AAAAAAAAAZM/sQPezMLd_zo/s1600-h/38.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084141763641361474" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Ro5__0GSREI/AAAAAAAAAZM/sQPezMLd_zo/s400/38.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Oh yea did I mention that our theme is License To &lt;em&gt;Thrill?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Ro-D70GSRGI/AAAAAAAAAZc/wPgyvd5baW0/s1600-h/37.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084427567945106530" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Ro-D70GSRGI/AAAAAAAAAZc/wPgyvd5baW0/s400/37.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Blimey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Ro-D7kGSRFI/AAAAAAAAAZU/AaLcnJo-V3c/s1600-h/40.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084427563650139218" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Ro-D7kGSRFI/AAAAAAAAAZU/AaLcnJo-V3c/s400/40.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The eventual winner by loudest cheer hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Ro5__kGSRCI/AAAAAAAAAY8/DaMd1au__MI/s1600-h/46.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084141759346394146" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Ro5__kGSRCI/AAAAAAAAAY8/DaMd1au__MI/s400/46.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Best Dressed Female nominees. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Ro5__0GSRDI/AAAAAAAAAZE/crsDwk7LeNo/s1600-h/42.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084141763641361458" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Ro5__0GSRDI/AAAAAAAAAZE/crsDwk7LeNo/s400/42.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Alvint never looked happier&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Ro5__UGSRAI/AAAAAAAAAYs/x4-mE0acoO0/s1600-h/52.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084141755051426818" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Ro5__UGSRAI/AAAAAAAAAYs/x4-mE0acoO0/s400/52.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;These two ladies had to battle it out on the dancefloor (and around Alvint) because their cheers weren't distinct enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Ro5__kGSRBI/AAAAAAAAAY0/WODc5HF6TB8/s1600-h/50.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084141759346394130" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Ro5__kGSRBI/AAAAAAAAAY0/WODc5HF6TB8/s400/50.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehehehe. The girl in the black tube dress won. A well-deserved winner, really.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Both the Best Dressed winners walked home with a watch worth RM169, 5 CDs from Sony BMG, Adidas football + sports planet voucher (for the guy), XIXILI RM100 voucher (for the girl), 1 facial voucher and 1 month Fitness First Membership.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Ro5_a0GSQ7I/AAAAAAAAAYE/H3vr6zs-EL8/s1600-h/58.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084141127986201522" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Ro5_a0GSQ7I/AAAAAAAAAYE/H3vr6zs-EL8/s400/58.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Rotten Gutters-The band that rocked the crowd! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Ro5_bUGSQ_I/AAAAAAAAAYk/T-yAo_eSg_E/s1600-h/53.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084141136576136178" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Ro5_bUGSQ_I/AAAAAAAAAYk/T-yAo_eSg_E/s400/53.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me handing over the prizes to the prom king, Jon Teoh. He won 1 Adidas football, 1 watch worth RM199, 5 CDs from Sony BMG, 2 movie passes, One sports planet voucher worth RM50, 1 facial voucher, 5 50% discounted paintball vouchers, 2 free paintball vouchers and a 3 month Fitness First membership.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Ro5_bEGSQ-I/AAAAAAAAAYc/UZc6uFu8yps/s1600-h/54.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084141132281168866" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Ro5_bEGSQ-I/AAAAAAAAAYc/UZc6uFu8yps/s400/54.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Amelia crowning the Prom Queen- Sukanya! She won everything like the prom king, just substitute the football with a XIXILI voucher worth RM200. This girl has it all- She's darn smart, good at sports, capable (outgoing General exco) and has the personality to top it off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Ro5_bEGSQ8I/AAAAAAAAAYM/hOYYNyYhlOA/s1600-h/55.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084141132281168834" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Ro5_bEGSQ8I/AAAAAAAAAYM/hOYYNyYhlOA/s400/55.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Ro5_bEGSQ9I/AAAAAAAAAYU/kDxz7UrEyp8/s1600-h/57.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084141132281168850" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Ro5_bEGSQ9I/AAAAAAAAAYU/kDxz7UrEyp8/s400/57.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coronation dance - Eric Clapton's "Wonderful Tonight"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;UNFORTUNATELY I PULLED MY &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;bloody&lt;/span&gt; CALF MUSCLE AND WASN'T ABLE TO DANCE TO THE FIRST FEW SONGS. It's funny to think back now but I was seriously depressed at that moment :( it was as if I was destined not to have a date or dance for that matter. booo. Wanna say thanks to Tian Huey and Andrea (lead singer of RG) for helping me out :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Still, I went ahead and danced after that anyway. Damn can't believe I couldn't dance to 'dancing in the moonlight' &lt;a href="mailto:%$$##$!@!$"&gt;%$$##$!@!$&lt;/a&gt;#^*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Ro5-kEGSQ6I/AAAAAAAAAX8/buLdXyG0DRw/s1600-h/61.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084140187388363682" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Ro5-kEGSQ6I/AAAAAAAAAX8/buLdXyG0DRw/s400/61.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Ro5-j0GSQ4I/AAAAAAAAAXs/GxBeJ5Zynag/s1600-h/63.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084140183093396354" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Ro5-j0GSQ4I/AAAAAAAAAXs/GxBeJ5Zynag/s400/63.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The party started to get wild :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Ro5-j0GSQ5I/AAAAAAAAAX0/_m_F9LprVns/s1600-h/64.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084140183093396370" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Ro5-j0GSQ5I/AAAAAAAAAX0/_m_F9LprVns/s400/64.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Ro5-jkGSQ2I/AAAAAAAAAXc/HNa6L_pAS4o/s1600-h/78.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084140178798429026" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Ro5-jkGSQ2I/AAAAAAAAAXc/HNa6L_pAS4o/s400/78.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tian Huey, Junior from hitz , Dan from Mix and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Ro-GXkGSRXI/AAAAAAAAAbk/an2qfxyddKY/s1600-h/IMG_2916.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084430243709732210" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Ro-GXkGSRXI/AAAAAAAAAbk/an2qfxyddKY/s400/IMG_2916.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss VP and Pres! Amelia &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Ro5-j0GSQ3I/AAAAAAAAAXk/NXzWiQYt-cg/s1600-h/68.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084140183093396338" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Ro5-j0GSQ3I/AAAAAAAAAXk/NXzWiQYt-cg/s400/68.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mr Sam Lock and the best treasurer in the world, TTH. You can see mr Noel's eye in the background.. freaky. OH, our lecturers shuffled on the dancefloor! How cool is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Ro-GXkGSRVI/AAAAAAAAAbU/3-1cQqfvi-Y/s1600-h/DSCN3309.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084430243709732178" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Ro-GXkGSRVI/AAAAAAAAAbU/3-1cQqfvi-Y/s400/DSCN3309.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kah May may may may may- we share the same wallet, height, lame sense of humour and probably the same muscle mass too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Ro-GXkGSRWI/AAAAAAAAAbc/VmM5CHNhQ7Q/s1600-h/DSC_0396.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084430243709732194" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Ro-GXkGSRWI/AAAAAAAAAbc/VmM5CHNhQ7Q/s400/DSC_0396.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Aaron and Mischa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Ro59skGSQzI/AAAAAAAAAXE/tLmhQ50wPtU/s1600-h/85.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084139233905623858" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Ro59skGSQzI/AAAAAAAAAXE/tLmhQ50wPtU/s400/85.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The committee girls x)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;L-R: Lisan, Lal, Pui Yean, Elsa, Sook Yee, Kim, me, Carmen, the pole, Yi Peng, Tian Huey, Sarah, Steffie, Wee Nie, Li Qing, Kah May, Chrystal, Jo Chee, Vei Vern, Marsh and Amelia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Ro59s0GSQ1I/AAAAAAAAAXU/22wmMFY4o48/s1600-h/79.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084139238200591186" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Ro59s0GSQ1I/AAAAAAAAAXU/22wmMFY4o48/s400/79.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Ro59s0GSQ0I/AAAAAAAAAXM/4hYJYnd7DOM/s1600-h/84.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084139238200591170" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Ro59s0GSQ0I/AAAAAAAAAXM/4hYJYnd7DOM/s400/84.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Outgoing and Incoming Student Council&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Ro59skGSQyI/AAAAAAAAAW8/x41sbAWvuKM/s1600-h/86.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084139233905623842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Ro59skGSQyI/AAAAAAAAAW8/x41sbAWvuKM/s400/86.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HELP A Levels Annual Ball 07 Committee :)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Ro-Jj0GSRjI/AAAAAAAAAdE/xlhoA9Tgzkk/s1600-h/87.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084433752698013234" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Ro-Jj0GSRjI/AAAAAAAAAdE/xlhoA9Tgzkk/s400/87.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we are quite a camwhoring bunch hahahaha&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Ro59sUGSQxI/AAAAAAAAAW0/BdKdU8Uv7rs/s1600-h/88.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084139229610656530" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Ro59sUGSQxI/AAAAAAAAAW0/BdKdU8Uv7rs/s400/88.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Celebrating the sweet success&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thanks for the support and hardwork, guys. &lt;strong&gt;We pulled it off&lt;/strong&gt; :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28784047-779803964747357223?l=earthlengs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/feeds/779803964747357223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28784047&amp;postID=779803964747357223&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/779803964747357223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/779803964747357223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/2007/07/ball-07.html' title='A-Ball 07!'/><author><name>Karleng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679869351786889654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3942/3054/1600/513879/DSCF0329.2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Ro-JjkGSRiI/AAAAAAAAAc8/87V58vf6kkc/s72-c/01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28784047.post-320329160549832788</id><published>2007-07-02T19:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-02T20:06:10.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Danke Schon</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was extremely stressful.There were moments when I thought we didn't have enough time to get everything done, times when I just wanted to yell and kick some butts to make them go into the ballroom, and instants when I thought my Stila make-up looked like crap and I looked like some 30 yr old lala mui.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However all's forgotten with a recall of the BALL, which turned out AWESOME! Everything just fell into place like pieces of a puzzle that were meant to be. Having lots of "You guys did an amazing job" smses sent to my phone XD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cringe at my joy people :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll post the pictures and give you a full cover of the entire day. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But for that to happen, I need you guys to send me the committee/any other random pics a.s.a.p.! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weeeeeeeeeeee I've been in this euphoria since last night x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Readers, I am so happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28784047-320329160549832788?l=earthlengs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/feeds/320329160549832788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28784047&amp;postID=320329160549832788&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/320329160549832788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/320329160549832788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/2007/07/danke-schon.html' title='Danke Schon'/><author><name>Karleng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679869351786889654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3942/3054/1600/513879/DSCF0329.2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28784047.post-220683992214200100</id><published>2007-06-30T20:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-30T21:00:33.358+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ARGHHH</title><content type='html'>Detailed Ball Agenda- Done&lt;br /&gt;Cue Cards for Emcees- Done&lt;br /&gt;Labels for Lucky Draw prizes- Done&lt;br /&gt;Annual Ball Seating Plan - Received&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Printer? F-ed up at the very last minute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nooooooooooooooooooooooo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28784047-220683992214200100?l=earthlengs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/feeds/220683992214200100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28784047&amp;postID=220683992214200100&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/220683992214200100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/220683992214200100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/2007/06/arghhh.html' title='ARGHHH'/><author><name>Karleng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679869351786889654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3942/3054/1600/513879/DSCF0329.2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28784047.post-4339279999812157077</id><published>2007-06-28T00:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-28T00:19:46.182+08:00</updated><title type='text'>RR5</title><content type='html'>-Gwen Stefani's coming to Malaysia! and what not, it's in bukit Jalil yay. very nearby for me. I have to watch this woman perform live! I've also received news that Aerosmith might be coming down to KL at the end of the year.. woowee.. The bands I would want to watch live even more would be The Killers &amp; Snow Patrol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Heroes is the coolest TV show (or on the same par as Lost season 1)! I think the hottest character is Sylar. Psychopaths. That's &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hot&lt;/span&gt;.. Who has Season 1 on dvd?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-It's wednesday. The ball's on Sun! I'm just wearing the same dress/heels/earrings like last year. and yes, this will be the second prom I'm wearing my braces to :( Oh well, I hope it goes well. wish me luck people! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The braces are coming off in two to three months time... I hope. Many have told me not to trust the dentist on this hehehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28784047-4339279999812157077?l=earthlengs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/feeds/4339279999812157077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28784047&amp;postID=4339279999812157077&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/4339279999812157077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/4339279999812157077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/2007/06/rr5.html' title='RR5'/><author><name>Karleng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679869351786889654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3942/3054/1600/513879/DSCF0329.2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28784047.post-3357248734489404198</id><published>2007-06-20T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-21T22:23:52.652+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nonsensical post'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A freaking long'/><title type='text'>An update!</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Ahh the putrid stench from an un-updated blog.... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, events in chronological order:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Two weeks ago, Michelle, Carmen &amp;amp; I had a sleepover at Peng's. Before driving to her house, the three of us (excluding Carmen) hanged out at OU. It was bloody straineous to find a parking space at 3-ish pm.... so I parked illegally. All was fine and dandy UNTIL I had to drive the car out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RnlR47JYrVI/AAAAAAAAAU8/qt_DWKoJC-Y/s1600-h/parking+mishap.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078180093228526930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RnlR47JYrVI/AAAAAAAAAU8/qt_DWKoJC-Y/s400/parking+mishap.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I can't figure out how the other car parked to my left! I kept reversing and turning but to no avail. Knowing that the car must've belonged to a UV-nation-goer.. If I don't get my car out.. I'd have to wait till 4am for the other cars to give way to mine. X( female driver and friends in distress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;After struggling to squeeze out for about 10 mins, this bunch of young adults (should be around 24 yrs of age) came to our rescue! Guess how fast the benevolent dude managed to get me car out?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;.... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;10-20 seconds!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;XD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RnlSFLJYrWI/AAAAAAAAAVE/5nAHUyX7kgc/s1600-h/DSC09834.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078180303681924450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RnlSFLJYrWI/AAAAAAAAAVE/5nAHUyX7kgc/s400/DSC09834.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Trust me, it was MUCH TIGHTER than it LOOKS. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Anyway back to the sleepover, we watched some episodes of Sex And The City (my fave epi- Season 4, The Real Me). Best part of the night was watching &lt;strong&gt;"It".&lt;/strong&gt; Yes the freaky killer clown show that traumatised all of us when we were kids!! I'm proud to say that I'm no longer scared of It. OK, I take that back. 'Not as scared as I used to be' would be more honest. *high 5 carmen*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We slept at 4 and woke up at 11 something in the morning. Brunch was good. Yipeng's grandmom can cook really well! We ate the 'chang' carmen brought over too... All these while watching E!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;That channel is damn addictive la.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RnlYyLJYrXI/AAAAAAAAAVM/qC4OE78OfEY/s1600-h/astro+channels.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078187673845804402" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RnlYyLJYrXI/AAAAAAAAAVM/qC4OE78OfEY/s400/astro+channels.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Astro's current statistics (I suppose) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;............................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Thursday, 14th of June 2007&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;John, Yean and I went to watch Fantastic Four: rise of the silver surfer at Cineleisure. The movie wasn't as good as its predecessor but..... The scene of Chris Evans &lt;strong&gt;TOPLESS&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;WET&lt;/strong&gt;, in a &lt;strong&gt;towel&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;wrapped around his waist&lt;/strong&gt; compensates for the film's lacklustre performance. X)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Rnlec7JYrYI/AAAAAAAAAVU/7Ca7QZIQGLU/s1600-h/ChrisEvansNew1-300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078193905843350914" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Rnlec7JYrYI/AAAAAAAAAVU/7Ca7QZIQGLU/s400/ChrisEvansNew1-300.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HOT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had ice-cream after the movie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and we whored the cam. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RnlhabJYrbI/AAAAAAAAAVs/ZFTyiTonBVs/s1600-h/DSC09866.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078197161428561330" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RnlhabJYrbI/AAAAAAAAAVs/ZFTyiTonBVs/s400/DSC09866.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;taken while waiting for John to arrive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RnlharJYrdI/AAAAAAAAAV8/2KUHfT5GC2Q/s1600-h/DSC09868.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078197165723528658" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RnlharJYrdI/AAAAAAAAAV8/2KUHfT5GC2Q/s400/DSC09868.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;aye carumba!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RnlfRrJYrZI/AAAAAAAAAVc/ktiHBfu0KRQ/s1600-h/DSC09893.2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078194812081450386" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RnlfRrJYrZI/AAAAAAAAAVc/ktiHBfu0KRQ/s400/DSC09893.2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ex-DJ/CHS students at their very best&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RnlmALJYreI/AAAAAAAAAWE/6rs6paUbLEM/s1600-h/DSC09875.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078202208015134178" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RnlmALJYreI/AAAAAAAAAWE/6rs6paUbLEM/s400/DSC09875.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RnlfubJYraI/AAAAAAAAAVk/H1msU-eStiw/s1600-h/3+senses.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078195306002689442" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RnlfubJYraI/AAAAAAAAAVk/H1msU-eStiw/s400/3+senses.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hehehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I went rockclimbing the next day with Brad. Don't worry, I walked out of Camp 5 unscathed... but super tired. It was fun, tho it's not really my thing XD. Think I lost all my arm strength after quitting squash in form 3..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;---------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In between the event above and the next, I was busy doing a Questionnaire for DoctorJob. Had to camwhore even more for the student profile pic. ugh. I'll be too ashamed to read it if it gets published... a lot of crappy answers given. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;---------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sunday, 17th of June 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lydia's ballet/ EngJoe's-debut-as-a-salsa-dancer concert!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RnlmALJYrgI/AAAAAAAAAWU/zzsy8ts2FUs/s1600-h/DSC00001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078202208015134210" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RnlmALJYrgI/AAAAAAAAAWU/zzsy8ts2FUs/s400/DSC00001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RnlmALJYrfI/AAAAAAAAAWM/OWiE9lMxQeE/s1600-h/DSC00008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078202208015134194" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RnlmALJYrfI/AAAAAAAAAWM/OWiE9lMxQeE/s400/DSC00008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Met many old chsian friends who are studying in Taylors too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, obviously I have to blog about the upcoming A Levels Annual Ball.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's gonna be in 2 weeks time.. OMG.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Must make sure sacrificing a trip to Redang with my classmates and another to Paris with my siblings will be worth it.I really want to pull this event off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Rnlo7rJYrjI/AAAAAAAAAWs/dQV_0824TAM/s1600-h/ball+comm.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078205429240606258" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Rnlo7rJYrjI/AAAAAAAAAWs/dQV_0824TAM/s400/ball+comm.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;2/3 of the committee&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;As of today, there are 30 tickets left. We can only use the grand ballroom if we manage to sell 500 tix off. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;So the question is,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Rnlo7rJYriI/AAAAAAAAAWk/ojVxw5kxCow/s1600-h/DSC00029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078205429240606242" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Rnlo7rJYriI/AAAAAAAAAWk/ojVxw5kxCow/s400/DSC00029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;:)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;damn nice right the design?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;---------------------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Two emceeing jobs coming up:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;- Rotaract club of PJ's installation (28th of july)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;- Asia Pacific Regional Rotaract Conference in &lt;strong&gt;Mandarin&lt;/strong&gt; (end of Aug). (&gt;.&lt;) hehe&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;--------------------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I'm getting very worried for my UCAS application. Would &lt;strong&gt;you&lt;/strong&gt; compromise your subject for a university?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;-------------------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;On a random note &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(waitaminute, there are so many of those here),&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;GIRLS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; please be cautious wherever you are. Read about the recent SS2 incident? The word 'safe' doesn't exist anymore in the world today.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;---------------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Enya songs are great stress relievers. I think I'll easily fall for a boy who likes them too.. hahahahahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28784047-3357248734489404198?l=earthlengs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/feeds/3357248734489404198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28784047&amp;postID=3357248734489404198&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/3357248734489404198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/3357248734489404198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/2007/06/update.html' title='An update!'/><author><name>Karleng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679869351786889654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3942/3054/1600/513879/DSCF0329.2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RnlR47JYrVI/AAAAAAAAAU8/qt_DWKoJC-Y/s72-c/parking+mishap.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28784047.post-1147039866563378883</id><published>2007-06-12T11:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T11:22:23.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Morning</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;In the far East....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;They are known as...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Rm4PybJYrQI/AAAAAAAAAUM/zriiO-ByeT4/s1600-h/sumolah!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075011189048126722" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Rm4PybJYrQI/AAAAAAAAAUM/zriiO-ByeT4/s400/sumolah!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Davido versus Goliatho-san!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28784047-1147039866563378883?l=earthlengs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/feeds/1147039866563378883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28784047&amp;postID=1147039866563378883&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/1147039866563378883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/1147039866563378883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/2007/06/good-morning.html' title='Good Morning'/><author><name>Karleng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679869351786889654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3942/3054/1600/513879/DSCF0329.2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Rm4PybJYrQI/AAAAAAAAAUM/zriiO-ByeT4/s72-c/sumolah!.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28784047.post-6396213910884488733</id><published>2007-06-01T14:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-01T14:54:13.046+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Pics'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Couldn't resist taking some pictures while 'studying'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here they are, theme- random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In life...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Rl-_lU6yo0I/AAAAAAAAAR0/EvN7deKxsA0/s1600-h/DSC09796.2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070982353433830210" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Rl-_lU6yo0I/AAAAAAAAAR0/EvN7deKxsA0/s400/DSC09796.2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's okay to feel &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;small&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Rl-_lk6yo2I/AAAAAAAAASE/M4S16vKGzMM/s1600-h/bug.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070982357728797538" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Rl-_lk6yo2I/AAAAAAAAASE/M4S16vKGzMM/s400/bug.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Unfortunate bug up close.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I really like the next picture..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Rl-_lk6yo1I/AAAAAAAAAR8/ivTRR6_1T4U/s1600-h/DSC09774.2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070982357728797522" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Rl-_lk6yo1I/AAAAAAAAAR8/ivTRR6_1T4U/s400/DSC09774.2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;19:35- The Moon and the Tree&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Exams.. ugh.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28784047-6396213910884488733?l=earthlengs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/feeds/6396213910884488733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28784047&amp;postID=6396213910884488733&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/6396213910884488733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/6396213910884488733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/2007/06/couldnt-resist-taking-some-pictures.html' title=''/><author><name>Karleng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679869351786889654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3942/3054/1600/513879/DSCF0329.2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Rl-_lU6yo0I/AAAAAAAAAR0/EvN7deKxsA0/s72-c/DSC09796.2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28784047.post-2780338023365397701</id><published>2007-05-26T00:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-26T00:13:50.406+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthdays'/><title type='text'>*Cough* *cough*</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;According to the Oxford dictionary, the term &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;BLUR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; means "a thing that does not appear or sound clear or distinct".&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I think a better explanation would be &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;AU CARMEN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Rla-3RdHLAI/AAAAAAAAARU/M7VHWxzXs48/s1600-h/DSC08237.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068448287439662082" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Rla-3RdHLAI/AAAAAAAAARU/M7VHWxzXs48/s400/DSC08237.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Never let Carmen cross the road by herself...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Rla-3hdHLBI/AAAAAAAAARc/-HkPNJSo39I/s1600-h/DSC08372.2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068448291734629394" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Rla-3hdHLBI/AAAAAAAAARc/-HkPNJSo39I/s400/DSC08372.2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;...For she &lt;em&gt;seems&lt;/em&gt; to have her eyes closed all the time! o.O&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RlbAQBdHLDI/AAAAAAAAARs/KYc-2NuzOo0/s1600-h/PA170298.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068449812153052210" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RlbAQBdHLDI/AAAAAAAAARs/KYc-2NuzOo0/s400/PA170298.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have the knack to insult and annoy each other as much as we can because it's just so fun (esp when you have the advantage 'cos she's so blur)! Hehehehehe. We've had unforgettable "friendship" moments too, e.g. &lt;em&gt;Nga Choi&lt;/em&gt;, the Lucky Draw..Carmen, you know I LOVE YOU woman!!! .......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Rla_tBdHLCI/AAAAAAAAARk/W7Hx-szFvts/s1600-h/DSC09481.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068449210857630754" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Rla_tBdHLCI/AAAAAAAAARk/W7Hx-szFvts/s400/DSC09481.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hell yea!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;So, to the &lt;strong&gt;blurrest&lt;/strong&gt; yet one of the &lt;strong&gt;loveliest&lt;/strong&gt; (2nd after me :P) and most &lt;strong&gt;memorable&lt;/strong&gt; person I've evet met,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;HAPPY &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;18TH&lt;/span&gt; BIRTHDAY &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28784047-2780338023365397701?l=earthlengs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/feeds/2780338023365397701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28784047&amp;postID=2780338023365397701&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/2780338023365397701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/2780338023365397701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/2007/05/cough-cough.html' title='*Cough* *cough*'/><author><name>Karleng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679869351786889654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3942/3054/1600/513879/DSCF0329.2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Rla-3RdHLAI/AAAAAAAAARU/M7VHWxzXs48/s72-c/DSC08237.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28784047.post-1445210851793227131</id><published>2007-05-25T17:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T18:01:02.578+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My pants &lt;strong&gt;tore&lt;/strong&gt; in the DSA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listening to Snow Patrol's "Open Your Eyes". :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28784047-1445210851793227131?l=earthlengs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/feeds/1445210851793227131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28784047&amp;postID=1445210851793227131&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/1445210851793227131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/1445210851793227131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/2007/05/my-pants-tore-in-college-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Karleng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679869351786889654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3942/3054/1600/513879/DSCF0329.2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28784047.post-956376475422314977</id><published>2007-05-23T18:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-23T18:54:25.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Because Pennywise is traumatizing us once again..</title><content type='html'>For no reason, I was &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;purple&lt;/span&gt; for college today. So &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;purple&lt;/span&gt; that I think &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Kerr Kay&lt;/span&gt; would've cried for joy, kissed the earth and swirl 720 degress if she had seen &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;purpley&lt;/span&gt; me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three cheers for karleng! ---&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RlQWNxdHK8I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/vw9mQ7iUHrc/s1600-h/DSC09765.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067699906568203202" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RlQWNxdHK8I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/vw9mQ7iUHrc/s320/DSC09765.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;For I am a ~lala mui~ who likes &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;purple&lt;/span&gt; and does not know how to take a picture from a good angle... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nah. Kidding...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm just a &lt;strong&gt;camwhore &lt;/strong&gt;by nature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Anyway, the previous post seems to be affecting quite a number of people. Sorry if it's too disturbing! Guess the killer clown still has the last laugh.. (like in the show!).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RlQcRBdHK_I/AAAAAAAAARM/-qhZYbYYAAY/s1600-h/ju_on_the_grudge2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067706559472544754" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RlQcRBdHK_I/AAAAAAAAARM/-qhZYbYYAAY/s320/ju_on_the_grudge2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BOO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;yakasha&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;*Li san do you remember climbing over me when we watched this scene in Form 2!?*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Idol time.. buhbye.. and sorry if I made you pee in your pants heehee. Think I just lost 20 readers...  ;)!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28784047-956376475422314977?l=earthlengs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/feeds/956376475422314977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28784047&amp;postID=956376475422314977&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/956376475422314977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/956376475422314977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/2007/05/because-pennywise-is-traumatizing-us.html' title='Because Pennywise is traumatizing us once again..'/><author><name>Karleng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679869351786889654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3942/3054/1600/513879/DSCF0329.2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RlQWNxdHK8I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/vw9mQ7iUHrc/s72-c/DSC09765.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28784047.post-6663639121970186829</id><published>2007-05-21T22:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T22:40:10.041+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;*Caution: Do not scroll down fast. The pictures may cause heart attack or evoke childhood nightmares to some*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Clowns. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's either you like them, or you hate them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's the latter for me, but to be more accurate, I am afraid of them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...and I know exactly WHY. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I was 4 or 5, I watched Stephen King's "It" on TV with my siblings. My god.. that show still creeps me out till today. Honestly speaking, I can't recall the storyline because: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a. I was too chicken to finish the entire show XD &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;b. I am too chicken to read the book at home XD &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;c. I am too chicken to watch the movie again XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The antagonist in the show was Pennywise, a monster that kills children in the form of their fears. He, ok &lt;em&gt;wrong&lt;/em&gt;, IT usually appears as a clown. If I'm not mistaken, It could also appear as your friend, father, basically anyone.. just to lure you into his trap and kill you! Imagine like "Hi Lydia!" then all of a sudden she morphs into this clown and.. arghh!! White-faced, blood red lips, orange afro, enormous forehead... this is how evil looks: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RlGs2xdHK6I/AAAAAAAAAQk/JZt04KJsSfQ/s1600-h/it2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067021112756874146" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RlGs2xdHK6I/AAAAAAAAAQk/JZt04KJsSfQ/s200/it2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:%$#@%#@#$%"&gt;%$#@%#@#$%&lt;/a&gt;@# I'm not looking @ the screenwhile typing this! tak berani tengok1!!!3443$$#%$$#@^@#&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yerr damn scary la. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe it was the fact that children were the main victims in the first show.. So I could really relate to the fear.. I remember the kid chasing the red balloon down the street.. blood oozing out of the photo.. the drain.. YES THE FRICKIN' DRAIN where Pennywise hid in: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RlGs2xdHK7I/AAAAAAAAAQs/lng9mkGi6fk/s1600-h/it-pennywise-basement.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067021112756874162" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RlGs2xdHK7I/AAAAAAAAAQs/lng9mkGi6fk/s200/it-pennywise-basement.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;OMG OMG OMG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Pejam mata*.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ugh!!! &gt;.&lt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm still so scared of 'it'! Traumatised! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think everyone who has watched this show as a kid will have grown up to dislike clowns. However, if you watch "It" now.. I don't think the movie will have the same effect on you.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*I had planned to blog on my other childhood fears (like trolls and the Joker from batman) but I can't bring myself to continue typing under the pictures posted.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, I am &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;THAT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; freaked out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28784047-6663639121970186829?l=earthlengs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/feeds/6663639121970186829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28784047&amp;postID=6663639121970186829&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/6663639121970186829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/6663639121970186829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/2007/05/caution-do-not-scroll-down-fast.html' title=''/><author><name>Karleng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679869351786889654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3942/3054/1600/513879/DSCF0329.2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RlGs2xdHK6I/AAAAAAAAAQk/JZt04KJsSfQ/s72-c/it2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28784047.post-210600904372076558</id><published>2007-05-19T18:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-19T20:31:05.384+08:00</updated><title type='text'>RR5</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;Despite what I got for mocks, I am not prepared for Monday at all. One of the best ways to gear up/ score at Math is to be confident. Confidence is what I lack now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;[EDIT] LOL. Don't know why I can be so emo sometimes. XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28784047-210600904372076558?l=earthlengs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/210600904372076558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/210600904372076558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/2007/05/rr5.html' title='RR5'/><author><name>Karleng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679869351786889654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3942/3054/1600/513879/DSCF0329.2.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28784047.post-3944232612845839466</id><published>2007-05-17T15:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-17T16:14:58.518+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lame and Bored'/><title type='text'>Beware, Blogthings.com is addictive.</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;You Were a Whale&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#cccccc"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatanimalwereyouinapastlifequiz/whale.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see the unseen and connect on the deepest level.&lt;br /&gt;You help others find their soul's song.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatanimalwereyouinapastlifequiz/"&gt;What Animal Were You In a Past Life?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;KL : What, a &lt;strong&gt;WHALE&lt;/strong&gt;?! I can only imagine...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RkwLPhdHK1I/AAAAAAAAAP8/5mpAhHR2pGI/s1600-h/free+lengie.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065436042191383378" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RkwLPhdHK1I/AAAAAAAAAP8/5mpAhHR2pGI/s400/free+lengie.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28784047-3944232612845839466?l=earthlengs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/feeds/3944232612845839466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28784047&amp;postID=3944232612845839466&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/3944232612845839466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/3944232612845839466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/2007/05/beware-blogthingscom-is-addictive.html' title='Beware, Blogthings.com is addictive.'/><author><name>Karleng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679869351786889654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3942/3054/1600/513879/DSCF0329.2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RkwLPhdHK1I/AAAAAAAAAP8/5mpAhHR2pGI/s72-c/free+lengie.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28784047.post-6430604330018860147</id><published>2007-05-14T01:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-14T01:06:32.002+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Pics'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RkdFLlZLU_I/AAAAAAAAAPk/PQyy-Zx_ImU/s1600-h/DSC09653.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064092371320001522" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RkdFLlZLU_I/AAAAAAAAAPk/PQyy-Zx_ImU/s400/DSC09653.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Good bye Nokia 5210....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RkdFLlZLVAI/AAAAAAAAAPs/UctOSyhAmI0/s1600-h/DSC09650.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064092371320001538" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RkdFLlZLVAI/AAAAAAAAAPs/UctOSyhAmI0/s400/DSC09650.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Hello Moto&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28784047-6430604330018860147?l=earthlengs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/feeds/6430604330018860147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28784047&amp;postID=6430604330018860147&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/6430604330018860147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/6430604330018860147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/2007/05/good-bye-nokia-5210.html' title=''/><author><name>Karleng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679869351786889654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3942/3054/1600/513879/DSCF0329.2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RkdFLlZLU_I/AAAAAAAAAPk/PQyy-Zx_ImU/s72-c/DSC09653.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28784047.post-5659859295760667247</id><published>2007-05-13T15:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-14T00:19:45.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life as president?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;I've been the HELP A Lvls Student Council president for almost a month now. So yea, how is life as the president, you may ask.....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Well it's ok! We bought a cake for the lecturers and admin staff last week to show our appreciation in conjunction with teacher's day.. I'm not sure whether all of them had their share or whether they enjoyed it.. One thing tho, I'm sure &lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt; did. Muahahaha..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RkcnzlZLU-I/AAAAAAAAAPc/SOcm6J1d-uI/s1600-h/ball.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064060073165935586" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RkcnzlZLU-I/AAAAAAAAAPc/SOcm6J1d-uI/s400/ball.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Our first event is the A-Levels Annual Ball. Since it's year 2&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, what better theme to suit it than &lt;strong&gt;License To Thrill&lt;/strong&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The early bird tickets were sold out within 3 days. So people, hurry! You get to choose where you want to sit too. Buy those tickets! Buy them &lt;strong&gt;fast&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Hahahaha and of course, I'm the O.C. so you have another reason to go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;OKAYYYYYY enough of the ball, lets get back to the topic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of people have been telling me to chill/ de-stress/ relax as *I think* I've been looking very stressed. maybe it's my constipated face, I don't know.. LOL. Yea organizing the ball is stressful at times, especially when you remember that you have to raise 30K by the 16th of June halfway during physics. But it's ok la. part and parcel of the job ;)!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Hehehe truth be told, I'm really lazy to type any further.. So here are some &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;camwhorish &lt;/span&gt;pics to do the rest for me. Guest&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;camwhore&lt;/span&gt;star is none other than my fellow A-Levels Student Council President from Taylors, LLH! Enjoy:-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RkbC21ZLU2I/AAAAAAAAAOc/71gqhBeOUYI/s1600-h/DSC09621.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063949078326104930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RkbC21ZLU2I/AAAAAAAAAOc/71gqhBeOUYI/s400/DSC09621.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;As the president, you gotta think for the entire A-Levels student body.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RkbC21ZLU3I/AAAAAAAAAOk/7Fely1XIlKI/s1600-h/DSC09623.2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063949078326104946" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RkbC21ZLU3I/AAAAAAAAAOk/7Fely1XIlKI/s400/DSC09623.2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;With the ball and exams going on, and you only scoring 75% for Chem 2 (even after all the tips were given)...............OH and delaying your art classes which will &lt;strong&gt;definitely &lt;/strong&gt;put your architecture future in jeopardy... It's acceptable to be stressed!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RkbC21ZLU4I/AAAAAAAAAOs/WYlZL-Dka7Y/s1600-h/DSC09625.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063949078326104962" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RkbC21ZLU4I/AAAAAAAAAOs/WYlZL-Dka7Y/s400/DSC09625.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Behold, the ugly............stress &lt;strong&gt;pimple&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RkbC3FZLU5I/AAAAAAAAAO0/GWgj-i1xovc/s1600-h/DSC09626.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063949082621072274" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RkbC3FZLU5I/AAAAAAAAAO0/GWgj-i1xovc/s400/DSC09626.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lack of sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RkbD11ZLU7I/AAAAAAAAAPE/SxYP3XgQiSY/s1600-h/DSC09645.2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063950160657863602" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RkbD11ZLU7I/AAAAAAAAAPE/SxYP3XgQiSY/s400/DSC09645.2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;As the president, when someone disses your college.............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RkbD2FZLU8I/AAAAAAAAAPM/lnN9aThSCjs/s1600-h/DSC09630.2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063950164952830914" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RkbD2FZLU8I/AAAAAAAAAPM/lnN9aThSCjs/s400/DSC09630.2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;..........You gotta fight back!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RkbD11ZLU6I/AAAAAAAAAO8/Ivt_h3QFfq4/s1600-h/DSC09613.2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063950160657863586" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RkbD11ZLU6I/AAAAAAAAAO8/Ivt_h3QFfq4/s400/DSC09613.2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And of course, THE undeniable fact....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;*May the lameness not make you regret for choosing any of us as your president XD!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28784047-5659859295760667247?l=earthlengs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/feeds/5659859295760667247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28784047&amp;postID=5659859295760667247&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/5659859295760667247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/5659859295760667247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/2007/05/life-as-president.html' title='Life as president?'/><author><name>Karleng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679869351786889654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3942/3054/1600/513879/DSCF0329.2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RkcnzlZLU-I/AAAAAAAAAPc/SOcm6J1d-uI/s72-c/ball.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28784047.post-605911994201604775</id><published>2007-05-13T15:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T15:41:59.131+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='F.R.I.E.N.D.S.'/><title type='text'>Why you shouldn't laugh at your friend before your lucky draw turn.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Rka5t1ZLU0I/AAAAAAAAAOM/A_VnMwAJ5iY/s1600-h/DSC09610.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063939028102632258" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Rka5t1ZLU0I/AAAAAAAAAOM/A_VnMwAJ5iY/s400/DSC09610.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Carmen: Hahahahaahah Fiber Life?!?!&lt;br /&gt;And the next thing you know.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Rka5t1ZLU1I/AAAAAAAAAOU/F-xJQi_CkOw/s1600-h/DSC09611.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063939028102632274" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Rka5t1ZLU1I/AAAAAAAAAOU/F-xJQi_CkOw/s400/DSC09611.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All she got was 2 small bottles of listerine.... And 2 fiberlife packets!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;heehehe maybe it's a sign that Au's gonna end up a dentist for sure! XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28784047-605911994201604775?l=earthlengs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/feeds/605911994201604775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28784047&amp;postID=605911994201604775&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/605911994201604775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/605911994201604775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/2007/05/why-you-shouldnt-laugh-at-your-friend.html' title='Why you shouldn&apos;t laugh at your friend before your lucky draw turn.'/><author><name>Karleng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679869351786889654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3942/3054/1600/513879/DSCF0329.2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Rka5t1ZLU0I/AAAAAAAAAOM/A_VnMwAJ5iY/s72-c/DSC09610.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28784047.post-8857946285791814175</id><published>2007-05-12T01:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-12T01:41:28.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pui Yean's tag</title><content type='html'>I don't do tags. but since Miss Lai says I should de-stress, here it goes!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. 5 things found in my bag&lt;br /&gt;-Pendrive&lt;br /&gt;-Car Keys&lt;br /&gt;-HP, wallet (my essentials! they HAVE to be categorised as one!)&lt;br /&gt;-Books (I'm assuming that 'bag' meant the moody Eastpak one I bring to coll everyday)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RkSihlZLUzI/AAAAAAAAAOE/jt4tgYgFEF0/s1600-h/DSC08740.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063350578928374578" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RkSihlZLUzI/AAAAAAAAAOE/jt4tgYgFEF0/s400/DSC08740.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so moody.. so pretty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;-An extra pad, just in case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. 5 things found in your wallet&lt;br /&gt;-money&lt;br /&gt;-student ID&lt;br /&gt;-my fugly looking IC&lt;br /&gt;-juiceworks card&lt;br /&gt;-my touch&amp;go card that has RM1.(something) left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.............. something's missing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. 5 favourite things in your room&lt;br /&gt;-the pile of architecture mags that I flip through when I'm bored/feeling inspired/lazy to do hw/ *to infinity &amp;amp; beyond*&lt;br /&gt;- the TV&lt;br /&gt;-DVD player&lt;br /&gt;-DVDs (Taegukgi and Notebook are my favourite tearjerkers T_T)&lt;br /&gt;-Last year's ICC Charity Concert's clipboard :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. 5 types of human&lt;br /&gt;-The nice ones&lt;br /&gt;-The bad ones&lt;br /&gt;-The bad ones that you think are nice&lt;br /&gt;-The nice ones that you think are bad&lt;br /&gt;-The slap-worthy chauvinistic XYs&lt;br /&gt;-The scary feministic XXs&lt;br /&gt;-the ones living in middle earth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. 5 things you've always wanted to do (oooh, I'm excited!)&lt;br /&gt;-Like Yean, I want to &lt;strong&gt;fly..&lt;/strong&gt; like nathan petrelli&lt;br /&gt;-Wakeboard&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;strong&gt;Time-travel.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Star-gaze/Dance to oldies with the guy of my dreams!! XD&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;strong&gt;Grow taller !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. 5 things you're currently into&lt;br /&gt;-me&lt;br /&gt;-myself&lt;br /&gt;-and I :P!&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahahhaaha&lt;br /&gt;-Jazzy songs&lt;br /&gt;-The Killers! (John, rejoice!).. You guys should listen to "Move Away".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hstAT5mBHKQ"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hstAT5mBHKQ" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehehe Yean, it worked!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw guys, go check out Jason's blog for my megalomaniac picture. It's the bomb y'all! XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28784047-8857946285791814175?l=earthlengs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/feeds/8857946285791814175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28784047&amp;postID=8857946285791814175&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/8857946285791814175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/8857946285791814175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/2007/05/pui-yeans-tag.html' title='Pui Yean&apos;s tag'/><author><name>Karleng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679869351786889654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3942/3054/1600/513879/DSCF0329.2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RkSihlZLUzI/AAAAAAAAAOE/jt4tgYgFEF0/s72-c/DSC08740.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28784047.post-7783716496264073201</id><published>2007-05-10T17:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-10T18:03:10.981+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Pics'/><title type='text'>WOOT</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RkLtpFZLUyI/AAAAAAAAAN8/LCfA8KEiAy4/s1600-h/DSC09597.2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062870221196055330" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RkLtpFZLUyI/AAAAAAAAAN8/LCfA8KEiAy4/s400/DSC09597.2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Muahahaha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28784047-7783716496264073201?l=earthlengs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/feeds/7783716496264073201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28784047&amp;postID=7783716496264073201&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/7783716496264073201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/7783716496264073201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/2007/05/woot.html' title='WOOT'/><author><name>Karleng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679869351786889654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3942/3054/1600/513879/DSCF0329.2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RkLtpFZLUyI/AAAAAAAAAN8/LCfA8KEiAy4/s72-c/DSC09597.2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28784047.post-8391658215744942869</id><published>2007-05-08T23:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-08T23:16:49.965+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bleh.</title><content type='html'>Forget the moodswings.&lt;br /&gt;Forget the acne.&lt;br /&gt;Forget the bloatiness.&lt;br /&gt;Forget the fatigue, crying spells and everything else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The worst part about PMS is when you start doubting &lt;strong&gt;yourself&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28784047-8391658215744942869?l=earthlengs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/feeds/8391658215744942869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28784047&amp;postID=8391658215744942869&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/8391658215744942869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/8391658215744942869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/2007/05/bleh.html' title='Bleh.'/><author><name>Karleng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679869351786889654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3942/3054/1600/513879/DSCF0329.2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28784047.post-3582860782224781357</id><published>2007-05-05T13:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-05T14:36:40.834+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Back to School'/><title type='text'>Why Red House will ALWAYS rock</title><content type='html'>1. Great seniors who never cease to inspire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Rjwdu1ZLUuI/AAAAAAAAANc/9BLjRH7Anng/s1600-h/DSCN1366.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060952771701461730" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Rjwdu1ZLUuI/AAAAAAAAANc/9BLjRH7Anng/s400/DSCN1366.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kim Chew's batch &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Red Dragon &amp; Phoenix (2005)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. The memories &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RjwdI1ZLUpI/AAAAAAAAAM0/dy7xCS_A7lg/s1600-h/blog1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060952118866432658" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RjwdI1ZLUpI/AAAAAAAAAM0/dy7xCS_A7lg/s400/blog1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Stress+Lack of sleep+Red house= Hyperness!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RjwdJFZLUrI/AAAAAAAAANE/1gdYJ0Jhug4/s1600-h/blog3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060952123161399986" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RjwdJFZLUrI/AAAAAAAAANE/1gdYJ0Jhug4/s400/blog3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Fiery Red Ants (2006)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RjwdI1ZLUqI/AAAAAAAAAM8/RmuHHUar5qM/s1600-h/blog2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060952118866432674" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RjwdI1ZLUqI/AAAAAAAAAM8/RmuHHUar5qM/s400/blog2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Semut Merah, Menjuarai Semua! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Rjwi4FZLUxI/AAAAAAAAAN0/nWD1biSWjzg/s1600-h/bugs.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060958428173390610" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Rjwi4FZLUxI/AAAAAAAAAN0/nWD1biSWjzg/s400/bugs.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The year that WAS. Those horny yellow bugs.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RjwdJFZLUsI/AAAAAAAAANM/V2FggFwZMmc/s1600-h/blog4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060952123161400002" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RjwdJFZLUsI/AAAAAAAAANM/V2FggFwZMmc/s400/blog4.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Form 4 marchers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RjwdJVZLUtI/AAAAAAAAANU/h0f5H6qeq68/s1600-h/blog5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060952127456367314" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RjwdJVZLUtI/AAAAAAAAANU/h0f5H6qeq68/s400/blog5.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;........and the Red hot form 5s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RjwdvFZLUvI/AAAAAAAAANk/GysfhbzAbNc/s1600-h/P4220081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060952775996429042" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RjwdvFZLUvI/AAAAAAAAANk/GysfhbzAbNc/s400/P4220081.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hands off those Famous Amos chips y'all!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;3. Juniors who continue the Red legacy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RjwaulZLUnI/AAAAAAAAAMk/s5KoKuMkmls/s1600-h/DSC09591.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060949468871610994" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RjwaulZLUnI/AAAAAAAAAMk/s5KoKuMkmls/s400/DSC09591.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juniorku yang tersayang, Ser Minh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RjwgB1ZLUwI/AAAAAAAAANs/LP8DOhefy1Q/s1600-h/DSC09581.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060955297142231810" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RjwgB1ZLUwI/AAAAAAAAANs/LP8DOhefy1Q/s400/DSC09581.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Blast from the past ;p!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RjwauVZLUmI/AAAAAAAAAMc/oydXAM7prZ4/s1600-h/DSC09592.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060949464576643682" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RjwauVZLUmI/AAAAAAAAAMc/oydXAM7prZ4/s400/DSC09592.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This year's mascot was a red blood cell.. hahahhaha so cute&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Rjwau1ZLUoI/AAAAAAAAAMs/jsLkob3E9vs/s1600-h/DSC09586.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060949473166578306" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Rjwau1ZLUoI/AAAAAAAAAMs/jsLkob3E9vs/s400/DSC09586.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RjwauFZLUlI/AAAAAAAAAMU/LIAGOm-QwA8/s1600-h/DSC09596.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060949460281676370" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RjwauFZLUlI/AAAAAAAAAMU/LIAGOm-QwA8/s400/DSC09596.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Heart Of Champions (2007)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;House Deco Champs&lt;/strong&gt; for &lt;strong&gt;3 straight years in a row&lt;/strong&gt;!!!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;First for House March twice in 3 years too, you guys rock!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RjwauFZLUkI/AAAAAAAAAMM/iwjUmfSTrPU/s1600-h/DSC09580.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060949460281676354" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RjwauFZLUkI/AAAAAAAAAMM/iwjUmfSTrPU/s400/DSC09580.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I *HEART* RED HOUSE, literally!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28784047-3582860782224781357?l=earthlengs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/feeds/3582860782224781357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28784047&amp;postID=3582860782224781357&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/3582860782224781357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/3582860782224781357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/2007/05/why-red-house-will-always-rock.html' title='Why Red House will ALWAYS rock'/><author><name>Karleng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679869351786889654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3942/3054/1600/513879/DSCF0329.2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Rjwdu1ZLUuI/AAAAAAAAANc/9BLjRH7Anng/s72-c/DSCN1366.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28784047.post-682104881098565151</id><published>2007-05-01T23:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-02T00:56:18.792+08:00</updated><title type='text'>long shirt</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*couldn't resist the temptation to blog!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In between the lines of bored and stressed, I googled images on 'cheongsam'. Then it got me thinking.. Since 'cheong' in Cantonese means long, and 'sam' (as in "Wah lei dim kai mou cheok sam!", no need for translation) means clothes.. Why do we write it as 旗袍 (Qi Pao) in Chinese? Well......... I did what any normal person would do.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wiki-ed it! XD! And this is what I found out:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cheongsam, 长衫 (long shirt) is the male equivalent to the women's qipao. However in the Cantonese dialect, it refers to both male &amp;amp; female dresses of this type.&lt;strong&gt; A distinction between the male cheongsam and female qipao should therefore be maintained when communicating with Chinese who do not speak the Cantonese dialect.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooo I didn't know that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RjdkZ1ZLUgI/AAAAAAAAALs/CgR_t9cfPEs/s1600-h/qipao.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059623101366227458" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RjdkZ1ZLUgI/AAAAAAAAALs/CgR_t9cfPEs/s400/qipao.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and I find this picture freaky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;When the Qing Dynasty started, all Han Chinese were forced to adopt the cheongsam and qipao, or face execution. &lt;em&gt;It's a good thing I'm living in the 21st century, coz the last time I tried a qipao on (4 years ago to be exact haha) , it almost &lt;strong&gt;burst&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, the earliest form of the cheongsam/qipao was baggy. It covered most of the women's body, only revealing the head, hands and the tips of the toe. It was only until the early 20th century when the Qing dynasty had ended that the qipao became tighter and more revealing. In other words, &lt;strong&gt;sexier&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RjdtiVZLUjI/AAAAAAAAAME/NZA3DG1YBOE/s1600-h/qipao2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059633142999765554" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RjdtiVZLUjI/AAAAAAAAAME/NZA3DG1YBOE/s320/qipao2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just by looking at this picture, I already feel &lt;em&gt;sesak nafas&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;*exhales* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Since wikipedia mentioned cheongsam is actually for MEN. I googled images of men in cheongsam too! hehehe how lame, I know... but I guess NOTHING can be lamer than THIS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RjdpfFZLUiI/AAAAAAAAAL8/Vm6k6m4Zez8/s1600-h/chinese+man+wig.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059628689118679586" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RjdpfFZLUiI/AAAAAAAAAL8/Vm6k6m4Zez8/s400/chinese+man+wig.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;您好!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;XD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28784047-682104881098565151?l=earthlengs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/feeds/682104881098565151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28784047&amp;postID=682104881098565151&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/682104881098565151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/682104881098565151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/2007/05/long-shirt.html' title='long shirt'/><author><name>Karleng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679869351786889654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3942/3054/1600/513879/DSCF0329.2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RjdkZ1ZLUgI/AAAAAAAAALs/CgR_t9cfPEs/s72-c/qipao.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28784047.post-1488591178681667038</id><published>2007-05-01T02:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-01T02:52:07.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh, how the ghost of you clings</title><content type='html'>2:23AM. Sleepy, yet I don't want to sleep. It's the best time to listen to jazzy songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha Sarah, told you I'd upload this pic one day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RjYynlZLUfI/AAAAAAAAALk/IRV-u66fhI4/s1600-h/sarah+is+stoning.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059286887031329266" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RjYynlZLUfI/AAAAAAAAALk/IRV-u66fhI4/s400/sarah+is+stoning.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Of &lt;em&gt;chem&lt;/em&gt;whores and stoners&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RjYynFZLUcI/AAAAAAAAALM/5d2jY1kMKiU/s1600-h/devon+aoki.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059286878441394626" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RjYynFZLUcI/AAAAAAAAALM/5d2jY1kMKiU/s400/devon+aoki.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I think Sarah looks a lil' like Devon Aoki too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I have this habit of telling people which celeb they resemble, e.g. Vei Vern and Stephanie Chai.... &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Why doesn't anyone tell me that I look like Kelly Hu...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The latest addition to this list is:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RjYynlZLUeI/AAAAAAAAALc/r_cHlurS9LM/s1600-h/atthedining.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059286887031329250" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RjYynlZLUeI/AAAAAAAAALc/r_cHlurS9LM/s400/atthedining.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dayan Raj! Sorry dude, can't type out the other 32 letters XD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who does he look like?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Yes Mr. Suresh"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Peter, I can help you."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yea you've guessed it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RjYynFZLUdI/AAAAAAAAALU/sJ0BfU6qJMs/s1600-h/Sendhil-Ramamurthy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059286878441394642" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RjYynFZLUdI/AAAAAAAAALU/sJ0BfU6qJMs/s400/Sendhil-Ramamurthy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mohinder Suresh a.k.a. hot taxi driver from HEROES!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dayan I'm not implying anything ok. Hahahaha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ahh.. That's probably the last post from me for the next 2 weeks :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28784047-1488591178681667038?l=earthlengs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/feeds/1488591178681667038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28784047&amp;postID=1488591178681667038&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/1488591178681667038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/1488591178681667038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/2007/05/oh-how-ghost-of-you-clings.html' title='Oh, how the ghost of you clings'/><author><name>Karleng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679869351786889654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3942/3054/1600/513879/DSCF0329.2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RjYynlZLUfI/AAAAAAAAALk/IRV-u66fhI4/s72-c/sarah+is+stoning.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28784047.post-5272715803330866220</id><published>2007-04-29T17:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-29T19:15:14.737+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Good buys'/><title type='text'>Unforgettable</title><content type='html'>Remember my obsession with &lt;strong&gt;oldies&lt;/strong&gt;? Seems like it's not just about post-war songs. I went with my mom to Amcorp's flea market today. The amount of old stuff (I would like to say 'antique' but I can't afford any of those hee) is amazing! Bought some cool stuff to decorate my new room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RjRrP1ZLUXI/AAAAAAAAAKk/gmagdaQsZEU/s1600-h/DSC09542.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058786201218797938" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RjRrP1ZLUXI/AAAAAAAAAKk/gmagdaQsZEU/s400/DSC09542.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;An old coca-cola clock :D yes it's still ticking. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RjRrPlZLUWI/AAAAAAAAAKc/4hyBi2BnRx8/s1600-h/DSC09547.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058786196923830626" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RjRrPlZLUWI/AAAAAAAAAKc/4hyBi2BnRx8/s400/DSC09547.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Old movie stars posters!!! Clark Gable, and that's Mr Brad Pitt in the 1950s for you. &lt;strong&gt;"Frankly my dear, I don't give a damn."-&lt;/strong&gt; Gone with the wind (1939).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RjRrP1ZLUYI/AAAAAAAAAKs/Kq3oOQP4Drs/s1600-h/DSC09548.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058786201218797954" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RjRrP1ZLUYI/AAAAAAAAAKs/Kq3oOQP4Drs/s400/DSC09548.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And a few more of them hehehee.. I'm going to add white borders to the sides and frame them in black.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RjRrP1ZLUZI/AAAAAAAAAK0/MH4tSaQiOQQ/s1600-h/DSC09550.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058786201218797970" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RjRrP1ZLUZI/AAAAAAAAAK0/MH4tSaQiOQQ/s400/DSC09550.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think old records look VERY stylish. It's Nat King Cole's "Unforgettable" by the way... Love that song. Such a timeless, romantic one. Maybe I should get an old record player x)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I also bought two French paintings and a Marilyn Monroe picture. Can't take pictures of them coz they're sealed up..*Didn't buy the infamous skirt-flying Seven Year Itch poster of her because it's just too common*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Anyway, it's quite interesting to find out how the sellers get these items. Usually it's from their own collection, but sometimes people approach them to sell it for them. There was an old man (70 plus) who sold off his posters to support his ailing sister. Some just want to sell them off because... they know that they won't last any longer in this world. The guy who sold me the old record was kinda sad to sell it off actually =/ &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I might go back next week to buy more old records.. But for decorating purposes this time.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RjR5IVZLUbI/AAAAAAAAALE/PIQYQ2OM3j4/s1600-h/bedroom+wall.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058801465532567986" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RjR5IVZLUbI/AAAAAAAAALE/PIQYQ2OM3j4/s200/bedroom+wall.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;So my room can look something like this. Red wall, black bed, some old records above.. hmm..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I feel bad for turning people's sentimental values into decos.. Nvm, I shall buy the ciplak RM5 ones to overcome this guilt.. hehehe!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;By now you're probably wondering why does this girl like old stuff so much. Well I'm not too sure myself either. But imagine this,..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sitting in an old french cafe... oldies playing softly &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;in the background... sipping your favourite drink.. with a book in your hand... Turning to your left, you &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;see black and white photographs around you... and as you turn back to read your book, the sun shines warmly on your face....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RjRrQFZLUaI/AAAAAAAAAK8/1v0zaqOVTIA/s1600-h/DSC09556.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058786205513765282" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RjRrQFZLUaI/AAAAAAAAAK8/1v0zaqOVTIA/s400/DSC09556.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;~That's why, darling, it's incredible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;That someone so unforgettable&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thinks that I &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;am unforgettable too~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28784047-5272715803330866220?l=earthlengs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/feeds/5272715803330866220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28784047&amp;postID=5272715803330866220&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/5272715803330866220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/5272715803330866220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/2007/04/unforgettable.html' title='Unforgettable'/><author><name>Karleng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679869351786889654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3942/3054/1600/513879/DSCF0329.2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RjRrP1ZLUXI/AAAAAAAAAKk/gmagdaQsZEU/s72-c/DSC09542.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28784047.post-6896717241453116713</id><published>2007-04-26T22:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-27T00:35:58.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Heyhey! I know I'm in HELP, and most of my current readers are also in HELP, but... The &lt;strong&gt;A Levels Student Council&lt;/strong&gt; of &lt;strong&gt;TAYLORS&lt;/strong&gt; is organizing a music party called &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;'Friday Night Live'&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;tomorrow&lt;/strong&gt; at &lt;strong&gt;7pm&lt;/strong&gt;, Taylors Multi Purpose Hall! &lt;strong&gt;20 bucks&lt;/strong&gt; per ticket. My friends are in charge and it should be fun ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For you HELPies, I understand if you don't go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But for the Taylorians, like Lydia &amp; co.. show some love &amp;amp; support for your student council! ahaha.. It's not like you have your mocks next week and your majors in June k.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yes, support this event people!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28784047-6896717241453116713?l=earthlengs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/feeds/6896717241453116713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28784047&amp;postID=6896717241453116713&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/6896717241453116713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/6896717241453116713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/2007/04/heyhey-i-know-im-in-help-and-most-of-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Karleng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679869351786889654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3942/3054/1600/513879/DSCF0329.2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28784047.post-615267382514271891</id><published>2007-04-19T20:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-19T20:10:36.959+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Rants'/><title type='text'>RR4</title><content type='html'>Had our second meeting today, which went quite well. The &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A Levels Annual Ball&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; will be our first event! support support! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow will be our LAN exams (both Msian and Moral Studies), I need at least 10 out of 40 marks to pass both. and that's NO MORE LAN if I do.. woot! The only downfall is that I won't get to hang out with people I don't usually see around in college that often anymore :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms Su is so lazy. . .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28784047-615267382514271891?l=earthlengs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/feeds/615267382514271891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28784047&amp;postID=615267382514271891&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/615267382514271891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/615267382514271891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/2007/04/rr4.html' title='RR4'/><author><name>Karleng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679869351786889654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3942/3054/1600/513879/DSCF0329.2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28784047.post-3473005319358438371</id><published>2007-04-16T21:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-16T21:53:41.211+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When you realise that you're not walking alone.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Hearing people CHANTING your name as you walk along the hallway into the election room= Flattering, amazing, incredibly uplifting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Knowing that your &lt;strong&gt;FRIENDS &lt;/strong&gt;are the one there for you, giving you &lt;strong&gt;all&lt;/strong&gt; the &lt;strong&gt;support&lt;/strong&gt; in the world, and screaming their lungs out= &lt;strong&gt;Indescribable.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THANK YOU&lt;/strong&gt; x 10^6 to everyone who has been such a great support throughout the campaign and today's elections! I really don't know where to begin.. and this is starting to sound damn corny lol!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;For a fun and truly memorable year ahead, cheers! Love ya all!!!!!!! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Hw2vBYBE24Y" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The video's pretty inspiring. United. As ONE man. A lvls student council!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and yea.. I know my rapping sucked today weee XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU AGAIN PEOPLE!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28784047-3473005319358438371?l=earthlengs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/feeds/3473005319358438371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28784047&amp;postID=3473005319358438371&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/3473005319358438371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/3473005319358438371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/2007/04/when-you-realise-that-youre-not-walking.html' title='When you realise that you&apos;re not walking alone.'/><author><name>Karleng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679869351786889654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3942/3054/1600/513879/DSCF0329.2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28784047.post-7860975766873032789</id><published>2007-04-14T00:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-28T19:18:07.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Student Council Presidential Campaign!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Throughout the entire course of last week, students studying at Wisma HELP would see posters of candidates running for Student Council everywhere. Be it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Rh-qgaLEA1I/AAAAAAAAAI8/4AC1vzKQuBo/s1600-h/DSC09473.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052944780691243858" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Rh-qgaLEA1I/AAAAAAAAAI8/4AC1vzKQuBo/s400/DSC09473.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The corridor..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Rh-tGKLEA-I/AAAAAAAAAKE/jFvpMTr-DAM/s1600-h/DSC09477.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052947628254561250" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Rh-tGKLEA-I/AAAAAAAAAKE/jFvpMTr-DAM/s400/DSC09477.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The DSA (Department of Student Affairs)..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;or&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Rh-qgKLEA0I/AAAAAAAAAI0/GkzwpaW7gk0/s1600-h/DSC09465.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052944776396276546" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Rh-qgKLEA0I/AAAAAAAAAI0/GkzwpaW7gk0/s400/DSC09465.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Next to the lifts (Yea, someone took down my poster here on purpose.. What did I do? Stick ANOTHER one up, of course!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Speaking of vandalism, someone wrote some stuff on my poster, which made it say 'vote HAM Karleng for President LA DIU'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You know what?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I actually found that very amusing. PLUS it garnered me the attention that I wanted. Any publicity is good publicity right? :) A few of my friends were really sweet to take it down for me, however this was the reply that they usually received when they called me, "OH! I know! Thank you so much!! haha.. but erm... it's very eye-catching.. can you please put it back up for me???" hahahaha.. In the end, the secretary for the current council, Raymond took it off. Had to put up a new one.hehe but it got conteng-ed again! this time by someone I know and is a strong &amp; loyal friend/supporter of mine, DHEEPAN! It's not funny dude! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Rh-zAKLEBAI/AAAAAAAAAKU/49WoHJ4YGLw/s1600-h/DSC09490.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052954122245112834" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Rh-zAKLEBAI/AAAAAAAAAKU/49WoHJ4YGLw/s400/DSC09490.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;....Actually it IS. LOL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Rh-qgaLEA2I/AAAAAAAAAJE/XuLzglaCTCs/s1600-h/flyer.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052944780691243874" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Rh-qgaLEA2I/AAAAAAAAAJE/XuLzglaCTCs/s400/flyer.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;:) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Campaigning though can be tiring and makes you feel all frazzled at night, is fun. I feel extremely touched when my friends are asking for my tags (the limited 48 ones!), giving me &lt;strong&gt;countless&lt;/strong&gt; advice on how I should campaign, what pictures I should take and how my speech should be like next Monday. All on their own freewill. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Rh-rc6LEA3I/AAAAAAAAAJM/_y700-jmtDA/s1600-h/DSC09484.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052945820073329522" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Rh-rc6LEA3I/AAAAAAAAAJM/_y700-jmtDA/s400/DSC09484.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Miss Soraya Kee (winner of the Fuhankypanky HOTness Awards) wearing me tag!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Rh-rc6LEA4I/AAAAAAAAAJU/CSx--BsqzLY/s1600-h/DSC09495.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052945820073329538" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Rh-rc6LEA4I/AAAAAAAAAJU/CSx--BsqzLY/s400/DSC09495.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Elsa Stephens, editor of the yearbook committee and the official walking billboard for SC Campaign 2007.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Rh-rdKLEA5I/AAAAAAAAAJc/_xswRn9AFAE/s1600-h/DSC09500.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052945824368296850" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Rh-rdKLEA5I/AAAAAAAAAJc/_xswRn9AFAE/s400/DSC09500.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kah May, Arthur, Li Qing, Sarah and Dheepan. Sha boo ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Rh-ugaLEA_I/AAAAAAAAAKM/5QsHS05Be_Y/s1600-h/DSC09420.2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052949178737755122" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Rh-ugaLEA_I/AAAAAAAAAKM/5QsHS05Be_Y/s400/DSC09420.2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My classmates. I really appreciate your support guys!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And the one who is READING this too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Haha.. The elections will be on Monday, 3.30pm-5.30pm. In order to vote, you have to be there for the entire duration of 2 hours. So, what are you waiting for? Spread the news to your friends studying A Levels in HELP TO.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Rh-qf6LEAzI/AAAAAAAAAIs/Za6EUytf_3w/s1600-h/DSC09462.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052944772101309234" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Rh-qf6LEAzI/AAAAAAAAAIs/Za6EUytf_3w/s400/DSC09462.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ME! :D :D :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28784047-7860975766873032789?l=earthlengs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/feeds/7860975766873032789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28784047&amp;postID=7860975766873032789&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/7860975766873032789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/7860975766873032789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/2007/04/student-council-campaign.html' title='Student Council Presidential Campaign!!!'/><author><name>Karleng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679869351786889654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3942/3054/1600/513879/DSCF0329.2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Rh-qgaLEA1I/AAAAAAAAAI8/4AC1vzKQuBo/s72-c/DSC09473.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28784047.post-5898680597553001650</id><published>2007-04-03T23:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-04T00:04:25.641+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music videos'/><title type='text'>Songs that make you feel like you're in love even if you're not</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-VlIDAIp814"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-VlIDAIp814" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daniel Powter- Love you lately&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WN_TF9XUlLc"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WN_TF9XUlLc" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foo Fighters- Walking after you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28784047-5898680597553001650?l=earthlengs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/feeds/5898680597553001650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28784047&amp;postID=5898680597553001650&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/5898680597553001650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/5898680597553001650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/2007/04/songs-that-make-you-feel-like-youre-in.html' title='Songs that make you feel like you&apos;re in love even if you&apos;re not'/><author><name>Karleng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679869351786889654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3942/3054/1600/513879/DSCF0329.2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28784047.post-6683555598178843806</id><published>2007-03-30T18:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-30T18:40:38.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dodge 'em balls!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;Woohoo, Chem was cancelled so I had the day off. However I went back to coll to take photos of the dodgeball tournie for the yrbook committee. The dsa turned into a mad house where balls were flying everywhere (kekeke).. I really wonder how photographers in Baghdad and Palestine manage to dodge 'em bullets since I got hit in the face just by standing by the side.. hmmm.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Anyway I'm really proud to say that my Maths classmates did some senior-ass-kicking and won gold! wooot! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Rgzlw62FjOI/AAAAAAAAAIc/VeEBV8-wpBI/s1600-h/DSC09359.2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047661910968077538" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Rgzlw62FjOI/AAAAAAAAAIc/VeEBV8-wpBI/s400/DSC09359.2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; so so so cool!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;By the way, their team name was................................Papa jahat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28784047-6683555598178843806?l=earthlengs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/feeds/6683555598178843806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28784047&amp;postID=6683555598178843806&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/6683555598178843806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/6683555598178843806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/2007/03/dodge-em-balls.html' title='Dodge &apos;em balls!'/><author><name>Karleng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679869351786889654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3942/3054/1600/513879/DSCF0329.2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Rgzlw62FjOI/AAAAAAAAAIc/VeEBV8-wpBI/s72-c/DSC09359.2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28784047.post-7110182203826849967</id><published>2007-03-22T22:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-22T21:20:38.323+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Pics'/><title type='text'>Nothing to do with nga choi..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RgJ-HX2igOI/AAAAAAAAAH4/mzvVo5_MLEQ/s1600-h/warren3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044733197735330018" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RgJ-HX2igOI/AAAAAAAAAH4/mzvVo5_MLEQ/s400/warren3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Rfqq7Mq62VI/AAAAAAAAAHY/BnF2vOaUICE/s1600-h/warren2.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RgJ_2X2igPI/AAAAAAAAAIA/ArddNZhzfG4/s1600-h/war.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044735104700809458" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RgJ_2X2igPI/AAAAAAAAAIA/ArddNZhzfG4/s400/war.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Warren, do I look fat?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RgKBUH2igQI/AAAAAAAAAII/K6mJOEpoBCQ/s1600-h/war2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044736715313545474" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RgKBUH2igQI/AAAAAAAAAII/K6mJOEpoBCQ/s400/war2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Warren, do my feet look like those of a hobbit's?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Are you sure?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28784047-7110182203826849967?l=earthlengs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/feeds/7110182203826849967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28784047&amp;postID=7110182203826849967&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/7110182203826849967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/7110182203826849967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/2007/03/nothing-to-do-with-nga-choi.html' title='Nothing to do with nga choi..'/><author><name>Karleng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679869351786889654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3942/3054/1600/513879/DSCF0329.2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RgJ-HX2igOI/AAAAAAAAAH4/mzvVo5_MLEQ/s72-c/warren3.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28784047.post-8215060023909275670</id><published>2007-03-21T20:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-21T21:38:21.680+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Back to School'/><title type='text'>Nga Choi?</title><content type='html'>Everyone went back to their high school today after college ended at 12 (OK, that's if you count stupid LAN out).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kah May- Chempaka&lt;br /&gt;Li Qing- Wesley Methodist&lt;br /&gt;John &amp; Pui Yean- DJ&lt;br /&gt;Carmen and I- CHS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to say CHS is more chinesy than ever... In a good way. Remember the corridor leading to the teachers' office in Block B? There are chinese words (calligraphy) written on the red columns now. Idioms that have been long forgotten since Nov 15 2006. heehee. It gave this whole temple-ish vibe to that place yo.Besides that, Block A's ground floor has been tiled, the back of the school's frontier (the wall in front of Block A's staircase upstairs) has been 'graffitied' the "chinese way".. with lots of lotus, lion dance, etc drawn on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking back now, I can't believe I complained about going home at 1.45pm, not having enough hols, having sleepless nights, stress... Compared to coll, high school is slack-heaven man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Carmen and I had lunch at Ipoh Chicken Rice... hehehehehe.. something funny happened:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Erm... Chicken rice.&lt;br /&gt;Waiter, possibly Myanmese: What chicken?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Erm.. The white one..&lt;br /&gt;Waiter: Ok, &lt;strong&gt;NGA CHOI&lt;/strong&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Erm............ *long pause*.............&lt;strong&gt;cincau&lt;/strong&gt; la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and Carmen laughed her head off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know nga choi was &lt;strong&gt;taugeh&lt;/strong&gt;.. I thought he was asking me what drink I wanted. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oOo Heroes is on later. It's the NEW Lost y'all. x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;P.s. can't wait for the March intake to arrive! Although it means that I have to wake up earlier so that I can find a nice parking spot (doesn't happen much to me lately... since waking up late has become a norm) but I can't wait to have Li san, Peng, Mich Jane, Sarah C and many more to be in the same college as I am!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;P.p.s. CHECK OUT &lt;strong&gt;THE KILLER'S&lt;/strong&gt; COVER OF DIRE STRAIT's "&lt;strong&gt;ROMEO &amp; JULIET&lt;/strong&gt;" ON YOUTUBE!!!!! Here's the link &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=87cLyBR1JTo"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=87cLyBR1JTo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;Listen to the lyrics&lt;/strong&gt;. :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;P.p.p.s. Brandon Flowers is so yummy in that video I just wanna eat him!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;...omg that sounded really wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28784047-8215060023909275670?l=earthlengs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/feeds/8215060023909275670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28784047&amp;postID=8215060023909275670&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/8215060023909275670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/8215060023909275670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/2007/03/nga-choi.html' title='Nga Choi?'/><author><name>Karleng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679869351786889654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3942/3054/1600/513879/DSCF0329.2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28784047.post-1448511508088554956</id><published>2007-03-16T18:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-16T18:42:54.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No sad songs for today</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Haha yes!!! finally.. an &lt;em&gt;uneventful&lt;/em&gt; Friday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28784047-1448511508088554956?l=earthlengs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/feeds/1448511508088554956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28784047&amp;postID=1448511508088554956&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/1448511508088554956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/1448511508088554956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/2007/03/no-sad-songs-for-today.html' title='No sad songs for today'/><author><name>Karleng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679869351786889654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3942/3054/1600/513879/DSCF0329.2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28784047.post-62853874713410434</id><published>2007-03-13T19:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T20:25:19.952+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In addition to March babies..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY&lt;/span&gt; TO:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RfaTJcq62SI/AAAAAAAAAHA/eJVJKm3jIvM/s1600-h/killers%20book.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041378623412164898" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RfaTJcq62SI/AAAAAAAAAHA/eJVJKm3jIvM/s400/killers%2520book.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;John Lee Si&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Ang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;...!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; The Killers was a dead giveaway, no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041380710766270770" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RfaVC8q62TI/AAAAAAAAAHI/MP0rAGRsfgM/s400/DSC09158.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;....Wong Li &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Qing!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Many happy returns for the day! :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28784047-62853874713410434?l=earthlengs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/feeds/62853874713410434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28784047&amp;postID=62853874713410434&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/62853874713410434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/62853874713410434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/2007/03/and-in-addition-to-march-babies.html' title='In addition to March babies..'/><author><name>Karleng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679869351786889654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3942/3054/1600/513879/DSCF0329.2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RfaTJcq62SI/AAAAAAAAAHA/eJVJKm3jIvM/s72-c/killers%2520book.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28784047.post-477013238757157614</id><published>2007-03-12T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T20:09:18.055+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chic flick? Guy flick?</title><content type='html'>*300 spoiler alert*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;GOSH&lt;/span&gt; as our celebratory movie, we went to watch '300'. I tell you, I knew it was a mistake when we walked past this poster-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RfVrQ8q62QI/AAAAAAAAAGw/PSI5XUPaeFs/s1600-h/300poster3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041053296819362050" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RfVrQ8q62QI/AAAAAAAAAGw/PSI5XUPaeFs/s400/300poster3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Congratulations, you have just wasted RM8.50. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole show, I quote Yipeng, was like a graphic novel. Lots of men dying in underwear, gore and MACHO TALK. omg I couldn't tahan that, you know the part where the Persians shot the arrows towards the Spartans and they actually did some thrash talking while shielding themselves? Hello? Typical XY chromosomes! HAHA by the way,the Persian king looks like an Indian woman. Besides that, the dialogues were erm, basically just MACHO TALK but hey.. Since you can't think of a decent dialogue just get a narrator to do it for ya rite? LOL. Fine, the movie wasn't THAT bad, although I did ask Peng 'omg why the hell are we watching this again' after the first minute.. and the second and the third.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RfVrQsq62PI/AAAAAAAAAGo/qTp9MHa_6pM/s1600-h/300-poster3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041053292524394738" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RfVrQsq62PI/AAAAAAAAAGo/qTp9MHa_6pM/s400/300-poster3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I have 8 packs and am only wearing leather underwear and a red cape to battle.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but.. It is just such a GUY SHOW la. Warren considers 300 to be one of the finest movies he has ever watched. I have to admit it was rather enjoyable as we girls laughed for the entire duration of the show. The movie just screams I-am-man-hear-me-roar. Got that right, alright! ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;However one thing I've learnt from the show.. is that we girls should stop forcing our male counterparts to watch chic flicks.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RfVsicq62RI/AAAAAAAAAG4/0V8HXBk6nOM/s1600-h/0190.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041054696978700562" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RfVsicq62RI/AAAAAAAAAG4/0V8HXBk6nOM/s400/0190.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The Notebook is AWESOME&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Because after sitting through a truly-guy flick today, it can be funny, but it's plain torturous.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28784047-477013238757157614?l=earthlengs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/feeds/477013238757157614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28784047&amp;postID=477013238757157614&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/477013238757157614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/477013238757157614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/2007/03/chic-flick-guy-flick.html' title='Chic flick? Guy flick?'/><author><name>Karleng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679869351786889654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3942/3054/1600/513879/DSCF0329.2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RfVrQ8q62QI/AAAAAAAAAGw/PSI5XUPaeFs/s72-c/300poster3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28784047.post-1797525378169612238</id><published>2007-03-12T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T22:57:51.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yipee</title><content type='html'>Satisfied :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28784047-1797525378169612238?l=earthlengs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/feeds/1797525378169612238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28784047&amp;postID=1797525378169612238&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/1797525378169612238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/1797525378169612238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/2007/03/yipee.html' title='Yipee'/><author><name>Karleng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679869351786889654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3942/3054/1600/513879/DSCF0329.2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28784047.post-2758986258794998174</id><published>2007-03-10T21:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-10T21:27:34.151+08:00</updated><title type='text'>this is to 'sink' the last post.</title><content type='html'>What do you call people who camwhore like nobody's business during Chemistry? *think russell peters*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; of course! lol.. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;was that lame?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RfIkmcq62JI/AAAAAAAAAF4/fpEAbtemFc0/s1600-h/DSC09169.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040131175930845330" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RfIkmcq62JI/AAAAAAAAAF4/fpEAbtemFc0/s400/DSC09169.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;with Kah May, Sarah and Li Qing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RfIkm8q62KI/AAAAAAAAAGA/ZiOE0qUrvtQ/s1600-h/DSC09171.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040131184520779938" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RfIkm8q62KI/AAAAAAAAAGA/ZiOE0qUrvtQ/s400/DSC09171.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is what happens to unauthorised camwhoring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RfIkm8q62LI/AAAAAAAAAGI/H1viG54y-Bk/s1600-h/DSC09191.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040131184520779954" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RfIkm8q62LI/AAAAAAAAAGI/H1viG54y-Bk/s400/DSC09191.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarah Jean....s. XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RfIknMq62MI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/ZZnROQvdbc8/s1600-h/DSC09193.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040131188815747266" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RfIknMq62MI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/ZZnROQvdbc8/s400/DSC09193.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hi, we are the Siamese KaHR sisters, joint at the head, lame in the heart, and camwhorish in nature! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ALL THE BEST ON MONDAY PEOPLE!&lt;/strong&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/28784047-2758986258794998174?l=earthlengs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/feeds/2758986258794998174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28784047&amp;postID=2758986258794998174&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/2758986258794998174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/2758986258794998174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/2007/03/this-is-to-sink-last-post.html' title='this is to &apos;sink&apos; the last post.'/><author><name>Karleng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679869351786889654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3942/3054/1600/513879/DSCF0329.2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RfIkmcq62JI/AAAAAAAAAF4/fpEAbtemFc0/s72-c/DSC09169.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28784047.post-8590515379498910901</id><published>2007-03-08T18:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-08T18:53:32.325+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ughhh</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Re_qVyA6giI/AAAAAAAAAFw/I6l5CvZPqik/s1600-h/stats2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039504167974634018" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Re_qVyA6giI/AAAAAAAAAFw/I6l5CvZPqik/s400/stats2.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; and I LOST the following game.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(it says 46 wins and 3 losses now btw)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28784047-8590515379498910901?l=earthlengs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/feeds/8590515379498910901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28784047&amp;postID=8590515379498910901&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/8590515379498910901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/8590515379498910901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/2007/03/ughhh.html' title='Ughhh'/><author><name>Karleng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679869351786889654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3942/3054/1600/513879/DSCF0329.2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Re_qVyA6giI/AAAAAAAAAFw/I6l5CvZPqik/s72-c/stats2.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28784047.post-3741082176837407823</id><published>2007-03-04T12:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-04T15:02:38.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chap Goh Meh</title><content type='html'>According to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Wikipedia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chap Goh Meh represents the 15th and final day of the Lunar NY period as celebrated by Chinese migrant communities. The term is from the Hokkien dialect &amp; literally means the 15th day of the first month. It is the occasion of the first full moon of the New Yr.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The occasion is marked by feasting and various festivities, including the consumption of Tang Yuan. In traditional Chinese culture, it is also celebrated as the Lantern Festival or the Shang Yuan Festival. &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In Southeast Asia, however, it coincides with the Chinese Valentine's Day. It is also when young unmarried women gather to toss tangerines &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;into the sea, in a hope that their future spouse will pick it up - a custom that originated in&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Penang, Msia.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a title="Malaysia" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Malaysia"&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RepW8Krek6I/AAAAAAAAAEk/DjLs9_2wIyk/s1600-h/DSC09078.2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037934724826174370" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RepW8Krek6I/AAAAAAAAAEk/DjLs9_2wIyk/s400/DSC09078.2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Port Dickson, it is (nearest mar :P)!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But then again our beaches/seas are so dirty that my future spouse might mistaken my tangerine for a piece of floating sh!t. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Anyway, Chap Goh Meh for yours truly also means waking up early, inhaling smoke from incense burnt, enjoying lion dances&lt;strong&gt; and&lt;/strong&gt; taking pictures:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RepMr6rek5I/AAAAAAAAAEc/OLAu-dcObO4/s1600-h/DSC08977.2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037923450537022354" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RepMr6rek5I/AAAAAAAAAEc/OLAu-dcObO4/s400/DSC08977.2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The first lion dance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RepKw6rek1I/AAAAAAAAAD8/2UH7QljfBKM/s1600-h/DSC08971.2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037921337413112658" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RepKw6rek1I/AAAAAAAAAD8/2UH7QljfBKM/s400/DSC08971.2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RepKwqrek0I/AAAAAAAAAD0/8s2_xOLDHuM/s1600-h/DSC08998.2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037921333118145346" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RepKwqrek0I/AAAAAAAAAD0/8s2_xOLDHuM/s400/DSC08998.2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second lion dance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RepMN6rek4I/AAAAAAAAAEU/_zHI1N2qr6A/s1600-h/DSC09004.2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037922935140946818" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RepMN6rek4I/AAAAAAAAAEU/_zHI1N2qr6A/s400/DSC09004.2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;As a kid, I was afraid of the lions. However, I would touch them because the elders told us that it would bring us luck. hehehehe.. touch for the sake of prosperity... How materialistic. Hmmm.. Some things never change:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RepKLKrekyI/AAAAAAAAADk/1ldfx4MLNuM/s1600-h/DSC09037.2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037920688873050914" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RepKLKrekyI/AAAAAAAAADk/1ldfx4MLNuM/s400/DSC09037.2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zapping the lion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RepJS6rekxI/AAAAAAAAADc/d0KuFg_HeJM/s1600-h/DSC09020.2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037919722505409298" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RepJS6rekxI/AAAAAAAAADc/d0KuFg_HeJM/s400/DSC09020.2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For good luck...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RepLaqrek2I/AAAAAAAAAEE/Qv6L9q9CU8o/s1600-h/DSC09018.2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037922054672651106" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RepLaqrek2I/AAAAAAAAAEE/Qv6L9q9CU8o/s400/DSC09018.2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wah, not enough ar?!&lt;/strong&gt; (the hand pulling him back belongs to his mom)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RepLp6rek3I/AAAAAAAAAEM/_9d8eliTf3g/s1600-h/DSC09021.2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037922316665656178" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RepLp6rek3I/AAAAAAAAAEM/_9d8eliTf3g/s400/DSC09021.2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SERIOUSLY NO COMMENT. LOL.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RepJSqrekwI/AAAAAAAAADU/OITXLuVD67o/s1600-h/DSC09024.2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037919718210441986" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RepJSqrekwI/AAAAAAAAADU/OITXLuVD67o/s400/DSC09024.2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RepJSqrekvI/AAAAAAAAADM/6jr4gMLH3eM/s1600-h/DSC09031.2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037919718210441970" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RepJSqrekvI/AAAAAAAAADM/6jr4gMLH3eM/s400/DSC09031.2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some random kid squatting next to me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RepJSarekuI/AAAAAAAAADE/a2RNMa0ncdg/s1600-h/DSC09036.2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037919713915474658" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RepJSarekuI/AAAAAAAAADE/a2RNMa0ncdg/s400/DSC09036.2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe.. cool. Next thing we know is Pumbaa's endorsing Reebok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RepKLarekzI/AAAAAAAAADs/HUZAfeAjmas/s1600-h/DSC08987.2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037920693168018226" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RepKLarekzI/AAAAAAAAADs/HUZAfeAjmas/s400/DSC08987.2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That's all for this post. Have a nice day peeps, happy chap goh meh! ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28784047-3741082176837407823?l=earthlengs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/feeds/3741082176837407823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28784047&amp;postID=3741082176837407823&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/3741082176837407823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/3741082176837407823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/2007/03/chap-goh-meh.html' title='Chap Goh Meh'/><author><name>Karleng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679869351786889654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3942/3054/1600/513879/DSCF0329.2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RepW8Krek6I/AAAAAAAAAEk/DjLs9_2wIyk/s72-c/DSC09078.2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28784047.post-157393634404918353</id><published>2007-03-02T20:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-02T22:21:42.739+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All hail the March babies!</title><content type='html'>Just would like to say......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RegqzKrektI/AAAAAAAAAC4/zi8hSblUQs0/s1600-h/DSC08904.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037323241742308050" style="CURSOR: hand" height="308" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RegqzKrektI/AAAAAAAAAC4/zi8hSblUQs0/s400/DSC08904.JPG" width="421" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TO:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Faridq&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; the boy who suffers from sitting next to me when I am in the SUPER mengada mood whose birthday is today!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Steffie &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, the girl with Aeonflux hair and gorgeous eyes whose birthday is tomorrow!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Arthur the clown&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;and &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kel Ton&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;the vain&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; who share the same birthday on March 4th (Sunday!). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Yi Ling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, the girl that everyone says looks like Yipeng who will turn 18 on Mon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;woohoo! ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28784047-157393634404918353?l=earthlengs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/feeds/157393634404918353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28784047&amp;postID=157393634404918353&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/157393634404918353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/157393634404918353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/2007/03/all-hail-march-babies.html' title='All hail the March babies!'/><author><name>Karleng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679869351786889654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3942/3054/1600/513879/DSCF0329.2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RegqzKrektI/AAAAAAAAAC4/zi8hSblUQs0/s72-c/DSC08904.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28784047.post-1182447099514225288</id><published>2007-02-25T20:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T20:58:57.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another take off</title><content type='html'>I'm feeling emo. So bear with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eldest sis left for London this morning.. So both sisters are gone. and I'm left alone at home :( .. This feels so weird. I rarely write personal/emo stuff on my blog. Yup. am feeling lonely. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw people my age checking-in. felt weird. first time. it hits you that you'll be one of them soon. and then... my dad just had to say the most menyakithatikan (&lt;strong&gt;screw BM&lt;/strong&gt;) thing: Aiya in 2 yrs time your mom and I will be two old people at home while you guys are enjoying yourself overseas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Google&lt;strong&gt; Empty Nest Syndrome&lt;/strong&gt; to get what I mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides that, I've just realised that our SPM results are coming out.. either NEXT WEEK (Feb 28?) or.. the week after (March 8th?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so &lt;strong&gt;not&lt;/strong&gt; in the mood man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this post might be deleted in a few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rant rant rant...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28784047-1182447099514225288?l=earthlengs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/feeds/1182447099514225288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28784047&amp;postID=1182447099514225288&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/1182447099514225288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/1182447099514225288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/2007/02/another-take-off.html' title='Another take off'/><author><name>Karleng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679869351786889654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3942/3054/1600/513879/DSCF0329.2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28784047.post-5815471601785993173</id><published>2007-02-24T15:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-24T15:41:31.322+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CNY rants'/><title type='text'>It's OVER people.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Yea.&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;U&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Z&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. My obsession over the classic chocolate cake from Delicious is officially over. Am so jelak of it now! Blame my gluttony for always ordering it whenever I go there.. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I can hear a squirrel cheering all the way from Melbourne!&lt;/span&gt; Anyway, just a lil' update on what happened last week:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday (20/2):&lt;br /&gt;Ghostrider! It was my first time watching a movie at Cineleisure hahaha.. Damn jakun I know... :D &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Rd_dDV_yStI/AAAAAAAAAB0/Q1DXV9TI--Y/s1600-h/DSC08858.2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034985957937531602" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Rd_dDV_yStI/AAAAAAAAAB0/Q1DXV9TI--Y/s400/DSC08858.2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;With Johnny-no-blaze and Joel... hmmmm..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Rd_dDF_ySsI/AAAAAAAAABs/hYTiaSlXY6M/s1600-h/DSC08865.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034985953642564290" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Rd_dDF_ySsI/AAAAAAAAABs/hYTiaSlXY6M/s400/DSC08865.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They seem to have the &lt;strong&gt;SAME&lt;/strong&gt; taste in clothes, don't they? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Rd_d4F_ySuI/AAAAAAAAAB8/zTZIKpJ8syU/s1600-h/DSC08864.2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034986864175631074" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Rd_d4F_ySuI/AAAAAAAAAB8/zTZIKpJ8syU/s400/DSC08864.2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ekekekeke I've just landed myself in hot soup XD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;While we were preparing to camwhore.. Someone yelled "KARLENG!". It was MING HAN, my 'complaining' (less crude than b!itchfit) partner! And when you see Ming Han, you see.. LYNN as well! So yea.. one party was caught dating while the other camwhoring.. X)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday :&lt;br /&gt;Had classes from 8-12. See how hardworking we HELPies are.. LOL. Drove to Lydia's house with Arthur. Ate and watched Oprah &amp; Desperate Housewives before we drove to OU for...The long-awaited &lt;strong&gt;girls only dinner&lt;/strong&gt;! &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Hehe erm.. FYI Art wasn't included ok.&lt;/span&gt; Saw Peng for the first time in 2 months.*Glad to have you back girl, HELP's gonna be even more fun with you around!* Lots of catching-up, stories about Spain, etc. My camera ran out of battery in the afternoon so all the pics are with Kerr Kay. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday :&lt;br /&gt;Had coll from 8am-4pm. My day was that boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday (Yesterday?):&lt;br /&gt;2nd sis left for Adelaide at night. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Rd_msF_ySxI/AAAAAAAAACU/O52aQbcCGF0/s1600-h/DSC08880.2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034996553621850898" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Rd_msF_ySxI/AAAAAAAAACU/O52aQbcCGF0/s400/DSC08880.2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Eh please. I know what you're thinking. We do not look alike.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Rd_mr1_ySwI/AAAAAAAAACM/qkcKtTpo2yQ/s1600-h/DSC08887.2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034996549326883586" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Rd_mr1_ySwI/AAAAAAAAACM/qkcKtTpo2yQ/s400/DSC08887.2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Little Miss Sunshine&lt;/em&gt;? LOL.. Hand me the Most Mengada Person award of the year! But on a serious note, I really want to watch that show!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Rd_l-V_ySvI/AAAAAAAAACE/3Zqr8rUSHF4/s1600-h/DSC08896.2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034995767642835698" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Rd_l-V_ySvI/AAAAAAAAACE/3Zqr8rUSHF4/s400/DSC08896.2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Palm Trees 19:30&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;That's it for now. God knows how many times I've edited this post coz I think it's pretty boring.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Have a nice day y'all! ;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28784047-5815471601785993173?l=earthlengs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/feeds/5815471601785993173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28784047&amp;postID=5815471601785993173&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/5815471601785993173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/5815471601785993173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/2007/02/its-over-people.html' title='It&apos;s OVER people.'/><author><name>Karleng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679869351786889654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3942/3054/1600/513879/DSCF0329.2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/Rd_dDV_yStI/AAAAAAAAAB0/Q1DXV9TI--Y/s72-c/DSC08858.2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28784047.post-4369681347449266785</id><published>2007-02-19T23:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-19T23:24:55.947+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tahun Baru Cina!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;To all my fellow slitty-eyed Chinese friends all over the world...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY CHINESE NEW &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;YEAR!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RdnAM3Ts9AI/AAAAAAAAABY/ShGWfDdVOoY/s1600-h/hung-0411.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033265385800791042" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RdnAM3Ts9AI/AAAAAAAAABY/ShGWfDdVOoY/s400/hung-0411.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Gong Hei Fatt Choy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28784047-4369681347449266785?l=earthlengs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RdnAM3Ts9AI/AAAAAAAAABY/ShGWfDdVOoY/s72-c/hung-0411.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28784047.post-742676710995711286</id><published>2007-02-17T13:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-17T13:40:20.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Euwww</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;Stumbled upon something disturbing in Bangsar (Noelle, it's the shop we normally do our threading)........... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RdaS-HTs8_I/AAAAAAAAABI/1vOI3OarAxs/s1600-h/PA240306.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032371229444338674" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RdaS-HTs8_I/AAAAAAAAABI/1vOI3OarAxs/s400/PA240306.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;" Sorry, you're not pretty enough to join the other mannequins..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28784047-742676710995711286?l=earthlengs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/feeds/742676710995711286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28784047&amp;postID=742676710995711286&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/742676710995711286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/742676710995711286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/2007/02/euwww.html' title='Euwww'/><author><name>Karleng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679869351786889654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3942/3054/1600/513879/DSCF0329.2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RdaS-HTs8_I/AAAAAAAAABI/1vOI3OarAxs/s72-c/PA240306.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28784047.post-4999840171139206343</id><published>2007-02-15T22:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-15T23:22:51.920+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Holy Maccaroni it is so pretty...!</title><content type='html'>Hahaha OKAY. I just put the word maccaroni there coz it rhymed XP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, check out &lt;strong&gt;Yun Yeen's&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;Ivan's&lt;/strong&gt; blog (links are by the side) about their Shoe Kustomazing comp. Crazy. Their designs are so cool, as Art would put it...&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;Can-die-dot-com&lt;/em&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RdR14XTs88I/AAAAAAAAAAY/OwI0Qy8qZ5s/s1600-h/DSC00819.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031776294869464002" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RdR14XTs88I/AAAAAAAAAAY/OwI0Qy8qZ5s/s400/DSC00819.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yeenie's . I love it! &lt;3&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RdR143Ts89I/AAAAAAAAAAg/__9_LBhdSH4/s1600-h/DSC00800.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031776303459398610" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RdR143Ts89I/AAAAAAAAAAg/__9_LBhdSH4/s400/DSC00800.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;"Snifter" (Ivan)'s! Love it too!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Psst. See the art attack logo up there? Ivan says he's qualified to work there now. XD dude, your art is &lt;strong&gt;good.&lt;/strong&gt; I even introduced you to.. I forgot who as the 'graffiti master'. so don't make me feel. bad. k? coz mine sucks. But I prefer Yeen's hehe.. Girl's taste &lt;em&gt;mar.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Man, I feel so honoured that one's my cousin and the other's in my Maths class...? hahahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Eldest sis is flying in from London tomorrow for CNY. Haven't seen her for more than a year! She had wanted this trip to be a surprise for my parents but.. erm.. lets just put it this way.. nothing stays a secret in my family. Lol! Too bad fugly Karven can't be with us for CNY ha-ha. (yes that's my brother)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;What else.. Erm, my wardrobe was installed in the new house today :) designed the arrangement inside. I hope ALL my clothes can fit in. What else. Buster bit my only pair of flip flops! Stupid dog. What else. Oh, they say 'don't drink and drive' rite? I'd say "Don't EAT and drive". Not that I crashed the car or anything (I didn't ok marcus!) but.. food's damn distracting la.. Even McD's Apple Pie is an instrument of torture.. (Tells self: Resist temptation you fat girl!) hahahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Err... Yea, guess that's it for now! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Oh, wait. HEROES is so cool! hahaha.. The TV addict is back in the game.. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28784047-4999840171139206343?l=earthlengs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/feeds/4999840171139206343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28784047&amp;postID=4999840171139206343&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/4999840171139206343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/4999840171139206343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/2007/02/holy-maccaroni-it-is-so-pretty.html' title='Holy Maccaroni it is so pretty...!'/><author><name>Karleng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679869351786889654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3942/3054/1600/513879/DSCF0329.2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQGmYEvLKX0/RdR14XTs88I/AAAAAAAAAAY/OwI0Qy8qZ5s/s72-c/DSC00819.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28784047.post-7723039812162145452</id><published>2007-02-13T20:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-13T20:47:49.467+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The crime-fighter in me'/><title type='text'>Something all of you should know about</title><content type='html'>I've just read something really disturbing on my friend, Mei Xin's blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently her mom's friend went to a toilet in Midvalley and saw this woman who looked like a man. Her instincts told her to get out and tell the management and that's exactly what she did (trust your instincts girls!). The management people went in and caught the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;man, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;who was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;dressing up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; as a woman and was carrying a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;knife&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;condoms.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have to tell you what they're for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The word 'sick' doesn't even come close (and I will not curse on my blog).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Please tell all your female friends about this.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28784047-7723039812162145452?l=earthlengs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/feeds/7723039812162145452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28784047&amp;postID=7723039812162145452&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/7723039812162145452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28784047/posts/default/7723039812162145452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://earthlengs.blogspot.com/2007/02/something-all-of-you-should-know-about.html' title='Something all of you should know about'/><author><name>Karleng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679869351786889654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3942/3054/1600/513879/DSCF0329.2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
