<?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-903333341097975923</id><updated>2011-08-26T22:50:12.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>neoteric.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veenaism-ness.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/903333341097975923/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veenaism-ness.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/903333341097975923/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>veena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16330721193858423937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SsMh2PEc1aI/AAAAAAAALBU/1nB4loVn8Os/S220/P1060776-pola.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>317</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-903333341097975923.post-6749260429866663754</id><published>2010-11-29T14:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-29T14:20:34.988+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is me, selling out</title><content type='html'>I once created a Tumblr account. Then just as i was about to create my first post, i came back to my blogger account and decided i didnt want to leave my old posts behind and deleted that tumblr account.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And now blogger decided ive used their services too long because my picasa album is now full and i cant upload any more pictures to this blog. So im not deleting any old posts, instead, im leaving this here and moving to tumblr. So long blogger.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://alveena.tumblr.com/"&gt;RELINK.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;[url=http://g.imageshack.us/g.php?h=98&amp;i=dsc01036tm4.jpg][img=http://img98.imageshack.us/img98/2839/dsc01036tm4.16052f3624.jpg][/url]&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/903333341097975923-6749260429866663754?l=veenaism-ness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veenaism-ness.blogspot.com/feeds/6749260429866663754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=903333341097975923&amp;postID=6749260429866663754&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/903333341097975923/posts/default/6749260429866663754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/903333341097975923/posts/default/6749260429866663754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veenaism-ness.blogspot.com/2010/11/this-is-me-selling-out.html' title='This is me, selling out'/><author><name>veena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16330721193858423937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SsMh2PEc1aI/AAAAAAAALBU/1nB4loVn8Os/S220/P1060776-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-903333341097975923.post-3499305257314119205</id><published>2010-11-14T16:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-14T16:11:11.739+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Have a heart</title><content type='html'>Ive often wondered what drives people to make decisions and choices that affect the people around them adversely, when i couldnt even imagine, well, imagining the act itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happens to a person inside? What are they missing? or perhaps, what have they lost?&lt;br /&gt;Many a time, these people are referred to as heartless beings. And i find myself thinking, what does an organ that pumps blood throughout my body have to do with my actions and my emotions? and why would you say they were heartless, when both you and i very well know he has a heart. Or if he really&amp;nbsp;doesn't, his actions are the least of our worries, what the hell is he?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That leads me to the phrase&lt;i&gt; "we're only human"&lt;/i&gt;. Whats so &lt;b&gt;"only"&lt;/b&gt; about being human? What other race do we know of? But i digress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think we relate our hearts to feelings and emotions simply because of how important a heart is to a human being. Without a heart, we are dead. Without good thoughts, feelings and emotions, without sympathy, without faith, we incapable of living. Of course we continue breathing, but are we really living?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As "only" humans, we are driven by our feelings. So why spend another day in self-pity? Why live another day counting down why your life kinda sucks? Why spend this day wondering why the other guy/chick is so damn happy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You dont climb out of whatever pit you have buried your self in, in a day. It takes a heart. It takes will. It takes a pinch of love from everyone around you. Im always inspired by things around me to live a better tomorrow. To laugh a little more. To think less of what i think im missing and focus on what makes &lt;b&gt;MY&lt;/b&gt; life worth living.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was inspired to write about our hearts whilst&amp;nbsp;grocery&amp;nbsp;shopping with my mum&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;( like i said, things around me)&lt;/i&gt;.&amp;nbsp;Specifically while i was picking potatoes. I came across this heart-shaped potato and imediately thought &lt;i&gt;"Who says you cant grow a heart?"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there. I have faith in you. You, who thinks im an utter fool for sharing my thoughts online. You, who thinks you have nothing to live for. or You, who feels wonderful making someone&amp;nbsp;else's&amp;nbsp;life a living hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No i didnt buy that potato. I decided id let the next person who saw it smile to&amp;nbsp;themselves&amp;nbsp;as they thought of a heart related joke. I did take a picture of it to share with you. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/TNulw7tL60I/AAAAAAAAMzs/HXM5HBJMf0c/s1600/Picture+014.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/TNulw7tL60I/AAAAAAAAMzs/HXM5HBJMf0c/s320/Picture+014.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: I wanted to buy that potato so bad. Wanting to keep the heart-shaped potato for myself. My mum said no. Selfish of me, i know. But hey, Im only human. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;[url=http://g.imageshack.us/g.php?h=98&amp;i=dsc01036tm4.jpg][img=http://img98.imageshack.us/img98/2839/dsc01036tm4.16052f3624.jpg][/url]&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/903333341097975923-3499305257314119205?l=veenaism-ness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veenaism-ness.blogspot.com/feeds/3499305257314119205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=903333341097975923&amp;postID=3499305257314119205&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/903333341097975923/posts/default/3499305257314119205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/903333341097975923/posts/default/3499305257314119205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veenaism-ness.blogspot.com/2010/11/have-heart.html' title='Have a heart'/><author><name>veena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16330721193858423937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SsMh2PEc1aI/AAAAAAAALBU/1nB4loVn8Os/S220/P1060776-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/TNulw7tL60I/AAAAAAAAMzs/HXM5HBJMf0c/s72-c/Picture+014.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-903333341097975923.post-362261415082309369</id><published>2010-11-13T08:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-13T08:25:02.817+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Due to a little rift i had with Hotmail, my old hotmail email address is now dead. And because i do intend on using msn again, would you all be dolls and add me to your contact lists with my new email address? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alveenav@hotmail.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much love. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;[url=http://g.imageshack.us/g.php?h=98&amp;i=dsc01036tm4.jpg][img=http://img98.imageshack.us/img98/2839/dsc01036tm4.16052f3624.jpg][/url]&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/903333341097975923-362261415082309369?l=veenaism-ness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veenaism-ness.blogspot.com/feeds/362261415082309369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=903333341097975923&amp;postID=362261415082309369&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/903333341097975923/posts/default/362261415082309369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/903333341097975923/posts/default/362261415082309369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veenaism-ness.blogspot.com/2010/11/due-to-little-rift-i-had-with-hotmail.html' title=''/><author><name>veena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16330721193858423937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SsMh2PEc1aI/AAAAAAAALBU/1nB4loVn8Os/S220/P1060776-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-903333341097975923.post-88015959093535792</id><published>2010-11-11T20:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T20:26:28.085+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;"You took the bullet train. Im still using the KTM"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;-Ricky on the difference between our courses.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;[url=http://g.imageshack.us/g.php?h=98&amp;i=dsc01036tm4.jpg][img=http://img98.imageshack.us/img98/2839/dsc01036tm4.16052f3624.jpg][/url]&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/903333341097975923-88015959093535792?l=veenaism-ness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veenaism-ness.blogspot.com/feeds/88015959093535792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=903333341097975923&amp;postID=88015959093535792&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/903333341097975923/posts/default/88015959093535792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/903333341097975923/posts/default/88015959093535792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veenaism-ness.blogspot.com/2010/11/you-took-bullet-train.html' title=''/><author><name>veena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16330721193858423937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SsMh2PEc1aI/AAAAAAAALBU/1nB4loVn8Os/S220/P1060776-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-903333341097975923.post-275092747470815768</id><published>2010-11-11T19:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T19:45:01.809+08:00</updated><title type='text'>19 going on 5</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;So i went to Hong Kong in September. It was bloody fun.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/TNuqjfE9gbI/AAAAAAAAM4M/fhyoBvf9tOQ/s1600/P1090980.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; color: black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/TNuqjfE9gbI/AAAAAAAAM4M/fhyoBvf9tOQ/s1600/P1090980.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/TNuqjfE9gbI/AAAAAAAAM4M/fhyoBvf9tOQ/s400/P1090980.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Disneyland, is only the best place you can be. I cant put it into words really. Its just, no matter how old you are, Disney makes the day better. Seriously. I bet, you&amp;nbsp;couldn't&amp;nbsp;tell me honestly that&amp;nbsp;every time&amp;nbsp;you see that castle and the shooting star (&lt;i&gt;or wtv)&lt;/i&gt; going over it and the tune, you dont get excited.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Even my mum gets excited i reckon.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;There was lotsa stuff at Disneyland.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span id="goog_995420415"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_995420416"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/TNurK1WJHpI/AAAAAAAAM4U/pt5h3fmtdK0/s1600/P1100101.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/TNurK1WJHpI/AAAAAAAAM4U/pt5h3fmtdK0/s400/P1100101.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Buzz.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/TNukHUVqqFI/AAAAAAAAMzo/fAK5vCWqaAE/s1600/P1100033.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/TNukHUVqqFI/AAAAAAAAMzo/fAK5vCWqaAE/s320/P1100033.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This nice lady.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/TNuqzgRUhdI/AAAAAAAAM4Q/g2ToPYnCGp0/s1600/P1090995.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/TNuqzgRUhdI/AAAAAAAAM4Q/g2ToPYnCGp0/s400/P1090995.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Stroller Parking.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Yea. Stroller parking among other wonderland-ish things. &lt;i&gt;(just assuming its bloody wonderful for parents to have a place to park their kids strollers)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;There was a typhoon while we were there&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;(we were already in the city at that point)&lt;/i&gt;. That was fun seeing as how Malaysia is mostly shielded from natural disasters &lt;i&gt;( touches wood. chucks salt over my shoulder.)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Food was yummy. Public transport was ace. Everyone seemed to be in a hurry though.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Major downside: Everything was high rise. Just a mass of buildings clumped together. I dont think id be able to not have a house with a garden and dogs.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;If youre a complete city person, and you dont really fancy the jungle and trees and wildlife, get your arse down to Hong Kong cause youre gonna be in heaven.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;If &amp;nbsp;Malaysia adapted a fragment of the efficiency and convenience Hong Kong public transport&amp;nbsp;offered, id be a &lt;b&gt;MUCH&lt;/b&gt; happier person. But then again, the Malaysia Government has stopped taking my advice. ;)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/TNurfWX3htI/AAAAAAAAM4Y/t0-_QDbFYMs/s1600/P1100225.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/TNurfWX3htI/AAAAAAAAM4Y/t0-_QDbFYMs/s320/P1100225.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Did i mention i satisfied a load of celebrity induced wishes?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/TNuqTN-7QtI/AAAAAAAAM4I/ct3m5KoP7V8/s1600/P1100269.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/TNuqTN-7QtI/AAAAAAAAM4I/ct3m5KoP7V8/s400/P1100269.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Best holiday in a long time.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;[url=http://g.imageshack.us/g.php?h=98&amp;i=dsc01036tm4.jpg][img=http://img98.imageshack.us/img98/2839/dsc01036tm4.16052f3624.jpg][/url]&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/903333341097975923-275092747470815768?l=veenaism-ness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veenaism-ness.blogspot.com/feeds/275092747470815768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=903333341097975923&amp;postID=275092747470815768&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/903333341097975923/posts/default/275092747470815768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/903333341097975923/posts/default/275092747470815768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veenaism-ness.blogspot.com/2010/11/19-going-on-5.html' title='19 going on 5'/><author><name>veena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16330721193858423937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SsMh2PEc1aI/AAAAAAAALBU/1nB4loVn8Os/S220/P1060776-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/TNuqjfE9gbI/AAAAAAAAM4M/fhyoBvf9tOQ/s72-c/P1090980.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-903333341097975923.post-2371077795205906615</id><published>2010-11-08T23:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-09T13:09:10.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday MAN</title><content type='html'>Aaron turns 19 in 4 days.&lt;br /&gt;Today he's just a lucky &lt;s&gt;boy &lt;/s&gt;&amp;nbsp;man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/TNg_gZXhGqI/AAAAAAAAMzk/2yiRrF4n5tM/s1600/P1100500.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/TNg_gZXhGqI/AAAAAAAAMzk/2yiRrF4n5tM/s400/P1100500.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;[url=http://g.imageshack.us/g.php?h=98&amp;i=dsc01036tm4.jpg][img=http://img98.imageshack.us/img98/2839/dsc01036tm4.16052f3624.jpg][/url]&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/903333341097975923-2371077795205906615?l=veenaism-ness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veenaism-ness.blogspot.com/feeds/2371077795205906615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=903333341097975923&amp;postID=2371077795205906615&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/903333341097975923/posts/default/2371077795205906615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/903333341097975923/posts/default/2371077795205906615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veenaism-ness.blogspot.com/2010/11/birthday-man.html' title='Birthday MAN'/><author><name>veena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16330721193858423937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SsMh2PEc1aI/AAAAAAAALBU/1nB4loVn8Os/S220/P1060776-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/TNg_gZXhGqI/AAAAAAAAMzk/2yiRrF4n5tM/s72-c/P1100500.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-903333341097975923.post-6431778495008349400</id><published>2010-11-08T23:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-09T13:11:24.331+08:00</updated><title type='text'>crazy.</title><content type='html'>Classes have ended, and one out of three revision sessions have finished. Im not there yet, but i will be there soon. At that point where i can confidently leave home and get my papers over and done with. The year always seems to go by faster when you enjoy what your doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last semester was the slowest part of these past two years. This semester seems to be the fastest. Too fast. I barely had time to catch my breath. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rotaract has been a bit of an escape. An excuse to leave home. An outlet other than nerd land. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/TNgwr3A74WI/AAAAAAAAMzA/lMuoYIB6zJg/s1600/Rotaract1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537229271912407394" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/TNgwr3A74WI/AAAAAAAAMzA/lMuoYIB6zJg/s400/Rotaract1.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; height: 286px; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/TNgwsYNhalI/AAAAAAAAMzI/nrPKmKSyTPI/s1600/Rotaract2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537229280823568978" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/TNgwsYNhalI/AAAAAAAAMzI/nrPKmKSyTPI/s400/Rotaract2.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; height: 286px; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our purpose is to help. develop. learn. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Right now we're basically getting to know each other. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last month we helped plant mangrove trees in this god-forsaken place. That place really did need the trees. It was hot and dry beyond wonder and thought. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its good to know that we contributed a bit of sweat and some &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;(bloody!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; hard work to make a difference. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/TNgyldj8_xI/AAAAAAAAMzY/jFAyMiNtod8/s1600/Rotaract3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537231361023999762" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/TNgyldj8_xI/AAAAAAAAMzY/jFAyMiNtod8/s400/Rotaract3.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; height: 400px; width: 286px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got ten shades darker. That was so long ago, ive already gotten 11 shades fairer. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My blog-time is very messed up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ill be back. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;(maybe)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;[url=http://g.imageshack.us/g.php?h=98&amp;i=dsc01036tm4.jpg][img=http://img98.imageshack.us/img98/2839/dsc01036tm4.16052f3624.jpg][/url]&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/903333341097975923-6431778495008349400?l=veenaism-ness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veenaism-ness.blogspot.com/feeds/6431778495008349400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=903333341097975923&amp;postID=6431778495008349400&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/903333341097975923/posts/default/6431778495008349400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/903333341097975923/posts/default/6431778495008349400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veenaism-ness.blogspot.com/2010/11/crazy.html' title='crazy.'/><author><name>veena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16330721193858423937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SsMh2PEc1aI/AAAAAAAALBU/1nB4loVn8Os/S220/P1060776-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/TNgwr3A74WI/AAAAAAAAMzA/lMuoYIB6zJg/s72-c/Rotaract1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-903333341097975923.post-969044690889269851</id><published>2010-10-16T13:11:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-16T13:47:16.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No sign of guilt. No feeling bad.</title><content type='html'>Ive been so sick all week and my mocks are next week. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ive been having such a shit time, but for some reason, im not too down about it. The people around me are making being super ill and stressed very bearable. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, im just walking away from the problems this time. Sometimes&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;(just sometimes)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;its the best thing you could do for yourself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/TLk7FgrXfZI/AAAAAAAAMy4/OmCGYWZS7Sw/s1600/Rotaract.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/TLk7FgrXfZI/AAAAAAAAMy4/OmCGYWZS7Sw/s400/Rotaract.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528514983431208338" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;[url=http://g.imageshack.us/g.php?h=98&amp;i=dsc01036tm4.jpg][img=http://img98.imageshack.us/img98/2839/dsc01036tm4.16052f3624.jpg][/url]&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/903333341097975923-969044690889269851?l=veenaism-ness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veenaism-ness.blogspot.com/feeds/969044690889269851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=903333341097975923&amp;postID=969044690889269851&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/903333341097975923/posts/default/969044690889269851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/903333341097975923/posts/default/969044690889269851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veenaism-ness.blogspot.com/2010/10/no-sign-of-guilt-no-feeling-bad.html' title='No sign of guilt. No feeling bad.'/><author><name>veena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16330721193858423937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SsMh2PEc1aI/AAAAAAAALBU/1nB4loVn8Os/S220/P1060776-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/TLk7FgrXfZI/AAAAAAAAMy4/OmCGYWZS7Sw/s72-c/Rotaract.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-903333341097975923.post-6812374937399135093</id><published>2010-10-03T10:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-03T10:00:00.518+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Take control of the world.</title><content type='html'>Oh look who's back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As mentioned, i had 3 birthday celebrations. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The second was yet another amazing night with the lovely people who have been in my life for donkey years. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wanted to have steak, so i chose Outback Steakhouse in Bangsar. When i was picked up, we were driven to Low Yat. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was actually kinda freaked out, cause i was&lt;b&gt; NOT&lt;/b&gt; dressed for Low Yat. Neither were the rest, so i had NO idea what we were doing in there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We received a whole lotta hollers from the people occupying the stalls and walked all around Low Yat 'cause my amazing friends didn't know where the restaurant was. They claimed they did and pretended not to, though i'm not buying it. I even offered to help them find it, but they refused to tell me where they were taking me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the end, we went out of Low Yat and crossed the street to find an Outback Steakhouse there. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My friends. Ace i tell ya! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dinner was yummeyh. We laughed&lt;b&gt; SO&lt;/b&gt; much. I think if a stranger were to have overheard us talking, they would have thought we were evil/crazy people. Our topics of discussion were, out of the ordinary. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/TKYAQYDdKXI/AAAAAAAAMyY/kZyLgbEd6og/s1600/19th+Part+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/TKYAQYDdKXI/AAAAAAAAMyY/kZyLgbEd6og/s400/19th+Part+2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523102274351343986" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 286px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As are we. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After dinner, they got me a delicious brownie. Indians have this thing, where after we cut our cake we offer it &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;(more like feed)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; our close relatives. My friends decided they would feed me. Feed isnt the word. Shove. Yes. Thats appropriate. They lovingly shoved it into my mouth. It was good. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/TKYAQimmPRI/AAAAAAAAMyg/MpfXJCy1xUw/s1600/19th+Part+21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/TKYAQimmPRI/AAAAAAAAMyg/MpfXJCy1xUw/s400/19th+Part+21.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523102277183094034" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 286px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After dinner, we went for drinks and dancing. The drinks came and wore off before we got dancing. But once we did, the drinks worked their magic again, and it was great. I hadn't danced in so long at the time, that i was completely oblivious to who was watching and moving closer and acting weird. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There was the occasional creep, cute guy and dancing gay guys that are incredibly entertaining. Oh, and then there was some dance floor worship. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/TKYAQ3ZbK5I/AAAAAAAAMyo/GyVBdq1P7XM/s1600/19th+Part+22.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/TKYAQ3ZbK5I/AAAAAAAAMyo/GyVBdq1P7XM/s400/19th+Part+22.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523102282764987282" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 286px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I couldn't get rid of the smell of booze and what not, from my hair for more than a day and 3 washes. so worth it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My birthday itself was spent with the family. Had lunch with my parents and brother at Passage Thru India and then went to see my aunts and had coffee and cake. Oh gluttony. I ate too much that day. Not to mention the yam basket for dinner. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/TKYARey7a_I/AAAAAAAAMyw/yyNYHt96QEE/s1600/19th+with+the+family.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/TKYARey7a_I/AAAAAAAAMyw/yyNYHt96QEE/s400/19th+with+the+family.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523102293340941298" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 286px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All in all. I had an amazing birthday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Will be posting about my rotaract club and Hong Kong soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Till then. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;veena. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;[url=http://g.imageshack.us/g.php?h=98&amp;i=dsc01036tm4.jpg][img=http://img98.imageshack.us/img98/2839/dsc01036tm4.16052f3624.jpg][/url]&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/903333341097975923-6812374937399135093?l=veenaism-ness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veenaism-ness.blogspot.com/feeds/6812374937399135093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=903333341097975923&amp;postID=6812374937399135093&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/903333341097975923/posts/default/6812374937399135093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/903333341097975923/posts/default/6812374937399135093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veenaism-ness.blogspot.com/2010/10/take-control-of-world.html' title='Take control of the world.'/><author><name>veena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16330721193858423937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SsMh2PEc1aI/AAAAAAAALBU/1nB4loVn8Os/S220/P1060776-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/TKYAQYDdKXI/AAAAAAAAMyY/kZyLgbEd6og/s72-c/19th+Part+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-903333341097975923.post-8589241083443938906</id><published>2010-10-01T21:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-01T22:46:17.404+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Imagine no possessions.</title><content type='html'>Drawn to my blog yet again after false promises of updates. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So much has happened, and i must say the past few months have been hectic. Ive either been too tired/busy/lazy to write about my life/day/moments. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then i read&lt;a href="http://shikelicious.blogspot.com/2010/09/acca.html"&gt; Jons post&lt;/a&gt; on our life as ACCA students and as true as some things may be, i &lt;b&gt;KNOW&lt;/b&gt; that i am not one to conform to the stereotype ACCA student, but then again, i couldn't even find a spare moment to update my blog. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So this is me, fighting the stereotype virus. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you didn't already know, i got my results from my first 3 Fundamental Level ACCA papers. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If i'm not mistaken, i was extremely terrified about Law before taking the papers, then convinced i failed my Performance Management paper after i had sat for all the papers. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Results on the 23rd had me in a bundle of nerves. We had an audit class and i was literally shaking when i received the email on my phone. People around me were smiling/frowning/on the brink of tears&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;(all towards the end of the class with the lecturer still yapping away). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I started tearing cause i'm lame like that. I don't think I've ever been that nervous before, but the wave of relief that came upon me when i saw my &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Law-77&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.Mngmt-73&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tax-69&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the shaking persisted but accompanying the redundant tears was the biggest grin i could manage.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;b&gt;Note to self&lt;/b&gt;: think about the least expected low marked paper next time around. :) &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Though he's being very quiet about his achievements and is as modest as a man can be, i must congratulate my good friend &lt;a href="http://ximplixity.com"&gt;Aaron Kee&lt;/a&gt; on his Malaysian Prize. :) If you don't know what that is, he got the highest score in Malaysia for one of the papers. Cue &lt;i&gt;*whoaaa* &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Moving along. I'm close to the end of my second semester, and the stress and the waves of frustration and the days of mugging for my finals and December are soon underway. Then ill be in my final year. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its scary to think about, but exciting all at the same time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm gonna try to write more. I feel so disconnected from myself. I forgot how much i enjoyed reliving and recalling little events that make up my life. With years going by in flashes, i guess this is gonna be my memory box. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So here's one of the&lt;b&gt; BEST&lt;/b&gt; memories of the year that i cant wait to read and re-read just to remind myself how amazing my life is the next time i feel like jumping of a building. &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;(COMPLETELY hypothetical of course. I doubt id make it to the roof with my acrophobia)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;                                                                                                                                                                          &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wanted to celebrate my &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;19th Birthday&lt;/span&gt; slightly differently this year, just because 19 is such a low key age and its not one i would think back to. &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;(God knows ill be talking about my 18th for years to come)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I celebrated my birthday 3 days in a row, with different groups of friends and family. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My&lt;b&gt; first&lt;/b&gt; celebration was with my Uni mates. I wanted to have a non-western dinner, so Syd suggested Bak Kut Teh &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;(something i never get tired of)&lt;/span&gt;. Then we went to Sunway Lagoons, Nite Park. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The last time i stepped foot into Sunway Lagoon was, coincidently, to celebrate my 14th birthday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I must admit, it was weird having a birthday dinner at Bak Kut Teh, but like i said, i wanted to remember this birthday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/TKXlqcigKUI/AAAAAAAAMxw/O_ZLD1SrUbY/s1600/My+19th+part+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/TKXlqcigKUI/AAAAAAAAMxw/O_ZLD1SrUbY/s400/My+19th+part+1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523073035417954626" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 286px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How would i forget this? :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just because my friends are amazing, they decided we would cut my cake by the fountain in front of Sunway Lagoon's entrance. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Imagine a group of 10 people &lt;i&gt;yelling&lt;/i&gt; the happy birthday song. It was blissful. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/TKXlqry02mI/AAAAAAAAMx4/T1imiNBxk-U/s1600/My+19th+part+11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/TKXlqry02mI/AAAAAAAAMx4/T1imiNBxk-U/s400/My+19th+part+11.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523073039512951394" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 286px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You know you've got good friends when they're willing to do embarrassing things for your sake. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The whole purpose of going to the Nite Park was just so we could play Laser Tag. Being a firm believer in the awesomeness of Barney Stinson&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;(How I Met Your Mother)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, you know laser tags meant to be played when he plays it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The entrance to the laser tag place was by the scream park entrance. You could tell me a million times, that the guy thats staring at me with evil eyes and looks like he wants to eat me, is a human being with make up and i will still fall prey to his antics. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And of course my zombie/vampire repellent was not in hand. The minute i walked to the counter, i noticed this zombie-man in a red suit staring at me. I looked away to focus on getting our tickets at the counter. When i turned to his/its direction again, he was not only still staring at me with a look that could kill, but was now closer. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After awhile, i was being chased &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;(yes chased)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; by a zombie man in Sunway Lagoon. I shan't say i wish he would die &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;(hah)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; cause it was him that told the laser tag guys to give my friends and I a free round for my birthday. How sweet of him. I cant shrug the feeling that, by accepting the free round, i sold him my soul. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/TKXlrGVhb8I/AAAAAAAAMyA/PpyMEqz6Yk8/s1600/My+19th+part+12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/TKXlrGVhb8I/AAAAAAAAMyA/PpyMEqz6Yk8/s400/My+19th+part+12.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523073046637801410" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 286px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Laser Tag was frickin awesome. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I suck at laser tag.&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; (ALOT)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But it, in general, was awesome! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We then wandered around in search of open rides. My fave ride there was actually open. Its a water ride, so we put on raincoats that were of &lt;b&gt;NO&lt;/b&gt; help AT ALL if you're sitting at the front of the log, cause at the speed you descend, the raincoats hood just flies off. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/TKXlraM3BBI/AAAAAAAAMyI/sBufjJt5oXQ/s1600/My+19th+part+13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/TKXlraM3BBI/AAAAAAAAMyI/sBufjJt5oXQ/s400/My+19th+part+13.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523073051970176018" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 286px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also went on my first ever roller coaster at the ripe old age of 19. And it was just the Lost City of Gold. It was, exhilarating and exciting and painful for my face. Ben who was meant to be my comfort, cause he convinced me to do it, confessed he was as terrified as i &lt;b&gt;AFTER&lt;/b&gt; we were in and buckled. Speaking of buckled, he hadn't actually put on his safety belt when on the ride, only realising when i told him at the end of it. I must say the look on his face was extremely worth conquering my fears for.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ending celebrations with a drink and hoping i wouldnt lose my voice, it was an amazing start to my long birthday weekend. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Couldnt have imagined it going any better. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/TKXlrqUn6lI/AAAAAAAAMyQ/DcS5JMzs5zo/s1600/My+19th+part+14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/TKXlrqUn6lI/AAAAAAAAMyQ/DcS5JMzs5zo/s400/My+19th+part+14.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523073056297708114" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 286px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;till next time (soon i swear!) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;beena&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;[url=http://g.imageshack.us/g.php?h=98&amp;i=dsc01036tm4.jpg][img=http://img98.imageshack.us/img98/2839/dsc01036tm4.16052f3624.jpg][/url]&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/903333341097975923-8589241083443938906?l=veenaism-ness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veenaism-ness.blogspot.com/feeds/8589241083443938906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=903333341097975923&amp;postID=8589241083443938906&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/903333341097975923/posts/default/8589241083443938906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/903333341097975923/posts/default/8589241083443938906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veenaism-ness.blogspot.com/2010/10/imagine-no-possessions.html' title='Imagine no possessions.'/><author><name>veena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16330721193858423937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SsMh2PEc1aI/AAAAAAAALBU/1nB4loVn8Os/S220/P1060776-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/TKXlqcigKUI/AAAAAAAAMxw/O_ZLD1SrUbY/s72-c/My+19th+part+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-903333341097975923.post-6718156230907016478</id><published>2010-08-04T10:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-04T10:55:03.162+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you cant touch this</title><content type='html'>So much has been going on in the past month. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of excitement, laughs, experiences, new feelings ( just when i thought id felt it all) and the usual stress and pressure. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much so, that i couldnt find a spare moment that id rather spend on the computer. Thus, my dead blog. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week im drowned with exams, just cause my life rocks like that. I handled my stress so poorly last sem, its embarassing when i think about it now. Im determined to do things differently, cause whats the fun in a rerun year after year? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im proud to say ive already implemented some of those changes :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, thats a story to be held for the blogging spree this weekend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck for the killa paper im taking today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;veena &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: im still not on my pc and blogging on my phone aint fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;[url=http://g.imageshack.us/g.php?h=98&amp;i=dsc01036tm4.jpg][img=http://img98.imageshack.us/img98/2839/dsc01036tm4.16052f3624.jpg][/url]&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/903333341097975923-6718156230907016478?l=veenaism-ness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veenaism-ness.blogspot.com/feeds/6718156230907016478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=903333341097975923&amp;postID=6718156230907016478&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/903333341097975923/posts/default/6718156230907016478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/903333341097975923/posts/default/6718156230907016478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veenaism-ness.blogspot.com/2010/08/you-cant-touch-this.html' title='you cant touch this'/><author><name>veena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16330721193858423937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SsMh2PEc1aI/AAAAAAAALBU/1nB4loVn8Os/S220/P1060776-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-903333341097975923.post-4873832963983386422</id><published>2010-07-01T16:43:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T23:26:09.331+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everything must go</title><content type='html'>Im back from Taman Negara. It was amazing, but that shall be left for another day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For now, i need to get rid of some of my books. I finally got down to clearing out my old books that ive been so reluctant to do, but my books shelf is experiencing over capacity, thus, some books have got the boot. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Loved every single one of those books, but since i have to make room for the new ones, ive decided to sell them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some have already been sold, but i still have got a bunch left. Please tell me if you're interested &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;(be interested)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; or tell your friends about it &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;(and make them interested). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Im not setting any prices, but im willing to sell them for whatever you're willing to offer cause i just wanna pass them on to someone else rather than letting it collect dust. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you're persuasive enough, id probably even give it to you for free, so there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/TCxkYRbCAXI/AAAAAAAAMrw/WiMkA1azI3o/s1600/P1090234.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/TCxkYRbCAXI/AAAAAAAAMrw/WiMkA1azI3o/s400/P1090234.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488872414014210418" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ive got four of the &lt;b&gt;Tony Parsons&lt;/b&gt; collection. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ten books from the &lt;b&gt;"Little Black Dress"&lt;/b&gt; collection. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/TCxkbwEMTBI/AAAAAAAAMsQ/ZT9LVyuA154/s1600/P1090253.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/TCxkbwEMTBI/AAAAAAAAMsQ/ZT9LVyuA154/s400/P1090253.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488872473779522578" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Four by &lt;b&gt;Rachel Gibson &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/TCxkaVlWEgI/AAAAAAAAMr4/rIGwcBHknek/s1600/P1090235.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/TCxkaVlWEgI/AAAAAAAAMr4/rIGwcBHknek/s400/P1090235.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488872449490948610" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/TCxka23DByI/AAAAAAAAMsA/8UBq_w_z8aU/s1600/P1090236.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/TCxka23DByI/AAAAAAAAMsA/8UBq_w_z8aU/s400/P1090236.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488872458423568162" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Six by various authors. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/TCxkbbY2EFI/AAAAAAAAMsI/7Gt5zsG_7gY/s1600/P1090250.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/TCxkbbY2EFI/AAAAAAAAMsI/7Gt5zsG_7gY/s400/P1090250.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488872468229001298" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The first three books from the &lt;b&gt;Septimus Heap Series&lt;/b&gt; by &lt;b&gt;Angie Sage. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/TCxma_g7DFI/AAAAAAAAMso/LWKViwQ92nI/s1600/P1090260.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/TCxma_g7DFI/AAAAAAAAMso/LWKViwQ92nI/s400/P1090260.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488874659769945170" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First and Third in hard over. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/TCxmZpTugTI/AAAAAAAAMsY/hR-M8vNsUuU/s1600/P1090256.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/TCxmZpTugTI/AAAAAAAAMsY/hR-M8vNsUuU/s400/P1090256.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488874636629147954" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Book Two in paperback. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/TCxmaMb1gcI/AAAAAAAAMsg/0rDk31qA7P4/s1600/P1090257.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/TCxmaMb1gcI/AAAAAAAAMsg/0rDk31qA7P4/s400/P1090257.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488874646058402242" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A book by &lt;b&gt;Charles Dickens (Great Expectations) &lt;/b&gt;and another by &lt;b&gt;Gaston Leroux (Phantom of The Opera) &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/TCxmbPmf_LI/AAAAAAAAMsw/LbRfJRESSBk/s1600/P1090261.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/TCxmbPmf_LI/AAAAAAAAMsw/LbRfJRESSBk/s400/P1090261.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488874664088304818" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/TCxmbswZABI/AAAAAAAAMs4/h5UBY7oxLR0/s1600/P1090266.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/TCxmbswZABI/AAAAAAAAMs4/h5UBY7oxLR0/s400/P1090266.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488874671914418194" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;(Oliver Twist is a simplified version)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Im giving these away&lt;b&gt; FOC &lt;/b&gt;to anyone who wants some good old fashion literature. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So email me -alveenav@gmail.com&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;___________________________________________________________________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, ive finally got all the pictures from my trip to the National Park uploaded and ready to be posted, so do look out for it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You might find yourself wanting to go there too. Surprises and all, it was bloody worth it. the company i shared it with was a major plus. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;veena&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;[url=http://g.imageshack.us/g.php?h=98&amp;i=dsc01036tm4.jpg][img=http://img98.imageshack.us/img98/2839/dsc01036tm4.16052f3624.jpg][/url]&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/903333341097975923-4873832963983386422?l=veenaism-ness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veenaism-ness.blogspot.com/feeds/4873832963983386422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=903333341097975923&amp;postID=4873832963983386422&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/903333341097975923/posts/default/4873832963983386422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/903333341097975923/posts/default/4873832963983386422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veenaism-ness.blogspot.com/2010/07/everything-must-go.html' title='Everything must go'/><author><name>veena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16330721193858423937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SsMh2PEc1aI/AAAAAAAALBU/1nB4loVn8Os/S220/P1060776-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/TCxkYRbCAXI/AAAAAAAAMrw/WiMkA1azI3o/s72-c/P1090234.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-903333341097975923.post-2158371225364830208</id><published>2010-06-26T21:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T22:55:10.084+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fire for the dancefloor.</title><content type='html'>So friday was pretty interesting.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The plan was for me to go for lunch with mum, pick the girls up, send mum to work, and go to the curve with the girls to watch &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;Sex and The City II. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everything went according to plan till after lunch and before picking up the girls. The story of my life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After i called Esther and Elle to tell them i was leaving to pick them up, i get in my car, and bloody surprise, it doesnt start. Ive &lt;b&gt;NEVER&lt;/b&gt; had any car problems thus far, so i was freaking out mildly. My mum who was irritatingly calm said i sounded so ignorant. I dont really care, cause its the suckiest feeling air-vaaaah! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thankfully, my brother was nearby, so he came and handled everything. Of course, even before he reached, it started to rain like a bloody typhoon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thats how all plans change. When God decides he needs a bit of a laugh. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, Elle picked &lt;b&gt;ME&lt;/b&gt; up with Esther and we went to MidValley. Of course, we reached 15minutes after the movie had started and we hadnt even bought tickets. We decided to go to Subway to feed the beast we call Elle's tummy and get the SexandTheCity2 Dvd and watch it at my place. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That didnt go according to plan either cause we stayed at Subway for what seemed like forever, oblivious to the comings and goings of everyone around us and just talked. I recall &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;"Would you boink...?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;was one of the hot topics of the day. Priceless conversations right there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On top of that, we didnt take &lt;b&gt;ANY&lt;/b&gt; pictures. We didnt take any at night either, so here's a midway warning that this is an &lt;b&gt;ALL&lt;/b&gt; word post. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just cause i feel like mentioning the fact that Ben is a pretty mean person, i actually told him i couldnt start my car and he totally ignored it,so i pointed out that he sounded like he didnt give a shit. He then said &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;"Yea i dont care, so anyway...." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What a biotch. Why i have friends like this? i have no idea. &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;(totally not joking) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Later that night, Kamal picked us&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt; &lt;i&gt;(myself,keith and elle)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt; up with his friend &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;(Dashell),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; who came down from Aussie with his girlfriend &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;(Aleisha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; for a couple of weeks, following us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went to Zouk for reasons i do understand but refuse to accept. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were celebrating Ollie's birthday, so a bunch of his other friends and his sister and her friends were there too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I shant say anything about the rest of the clubbing besides the fact that i actually had alot of fun before and after, and not as much as i would have liked to during. Next friday night, i need a serious, true styled session. im looking forward to it already, though nothing has been planned nor agreed. im optimistic like that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After we parked and were walking, we witnessed a snatch theft. I was freaked out after that, holding my clutch to my chest with Keith as my &lt;i&gt;"guard"&lt;/i&gt; for the night. Not the best guard in  the world, but effective nonetheless. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While we waited for the rest to arrive, the guys &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;(Kamal, Dashell and Keith)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; were at the bar and we talked. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You know how malaysian guys &lt;b&gt;HARDLY EVER &lt;/b&gt;have the guts to just come up to a group of girls and talk? Yea, you guys should totally do that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So the reason i bring this up, is cause these Aussie dudes came up to us. The conversations were proly different, but basically....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Short aussie-&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tall Aussie-&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#339999;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;S:&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;Are you watching the game? &lt;/span&gt;(Brazil v Portugal)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;Nope. Not big fans of football. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;S: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;Not fans?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;(pause) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;This is a good game&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Elle: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;Oh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;S: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;You should watch it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Girls:&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;(smile) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;S:&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt; (walks away) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cue second Aussie &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;T: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#339999;"&gt;Are you watching the game? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;Yea&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;(Do they have basic lines to follow? I was holding back a chuckle)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;T: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#339999;"&gt;Are you guys waiting?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Elle: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;Waiting to go in&lt;/span&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;(points at club) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;T: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#339999;"&gt;Are you all local?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aleisha: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;Im not. Im Australian. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;T: &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;(looks weirdly) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#339999;"&gt;What about you two? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Elle and I: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;Local. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;(after some more mundane questions and answers and awkward stares )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;T:&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#339999;"&gt;Maybe ill catch you girls inside? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Girls: &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;(smile &amp;amp; nod) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I swear this dude was on the prey! Though he succeeded in getting more of a response and a bit of a conversation than his friend, i thought he was high on something. If he werent so suspicious, i would say he didnt look too bad. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After he left, Aleisha was telling the guys about him and i quote &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;"Oh, he was after these two girls. He just wanted some Malaysian arse"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I actually found this bloody funny cause she was so serious it was scary. Im pretty sure Elle burst out laughing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So after a bunch of laughs, some pretty bummer moments and Ollies puke like, everywhere, we headed back. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Im looking forward to getting out and having a proper friday night. &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;(IS ANYONE UP FOR IT? )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Im off to Taman Negara &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;(The National Park)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; on monday with the college mates and ill be back on Wednesday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/TCYR2-LExuI/AAAAAAAAMrg/SAIgFbQPofM/s1600/2v0lws3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/TCYR2-LExuI/AAAAAAAAMrg/SAIgFbQPofM/s400/2v0lws3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487092832097584866" style="cursor: pointer; width: 319px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;[url=http://g.imageshack.us/g.php?h=98&amp;i=dsc01036tm4.jpg][img=http://img98.imageshack.us/img98/2839/dsc01036tm4.16052f3624.jpg][/url]&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/903333341097975923-2158371225364830208?l=veenaism-ness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veenaism-ness.blogspot.com/feeds/2158371225364830208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=903333341097975923&amp;postID=2158371225364830208&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/903333341097975923/posts/default/2158371225364830208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/903333341097975923/posts/default/2158371225364830208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veenaism-ness.blogspot.com/2010/06/fire-for-dancefloor.html' title='fire for the dancefloor.'/><author><name>veena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16330721193858423937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SsMh2PEc1aI/AAAAAAAALBU/1nB4loVn8Os/S220/P1060776-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/TCYR2-LExuI/AAAAAAAAMrg/SAIgFbQPofM/s72-c/2v0lws3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-903333341097975923.post-81193015820348265</id><published>2010-06-22T13:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T13:49:02.367+08:00</updated><title type='text'>awesome.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I gotsa new bag from Charles and Keith. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/TCBM0-sIW-I/AAAAAAAAMrY/iqHwwukaluQ/s1600/CK2-40740526-10-02-5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/TCBM0-sIW-I/AAAAAAAAMrY/iqHwwukaluQ/s400/CK2-40740526-10-02-5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485468819202268130" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 398px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thats as exciting as my life this week is gonna get. I think i used all my fun-time up last week. This week im plan-less and lazy. Even when i could have a plan, i choose to stay home. Ho-no. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Taman Negara next week with college mates . EXCITED. ;) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There we go. Some excitement with a hamsap smiley to seal the deal. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is my desperate call to anyone to drag me out. Please and thank you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;[url=http://g.imageshack.us/g.php?h=98&amp;i=dsc01036tm4.jpg][img=http://img98.imageshack.us/img98/2839/dsc01036tm4.16052f3624.jpg][/url]&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/903333341097975923-81193015820348265?l=veenaism-ness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veenaism-ness.blogspot.com/feeds/81193015820348265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=903333341097975923&amp;postID=81193015820348265&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/903333341097975923/posts/default/81193015820348265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/903333341097975923/posts/default/81193015820348265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veenaism-ness.blogspot.com/2010/06/awesome.html' title='awesome.'/><author><name>veena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16330721193858423937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SsMh2PEc1aI/AAAAAAAALBU/1nB4loVn8Os/S220/P1060776-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/TCBM0-sIW-I/AAAAAAAAMrY/iqHwwukaluQ/s72-c/CK2-40740526-10-02-5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-903333341097975923.post-7727045326962708553</id><published>2010-06-18T14:35:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T12:55:21.652+08:00</updated><title type='text'>another one bites the dust.</title><content type='html'>On Wednesday night Elle and I met up with Anwar for dinner. Elle suggested eating at the Noodle Station. I dont know why we've never eaten there. Besides the fact that the waiters and waitresses were swatting flies &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;(which is usually a bad sign)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; the food was actually good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Two problems though: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Anwar ordered this drink that was displayed in the menu to be served in a big glass bottle. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/TBsYkZSlvbI/AAAAAAAAMqA/winwzFWuiUg/s1600/DSC02430.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/TBsYkZSlvbI/AAAAAAAAMqA/winwzFWuiUg/s400/DSC02430.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484003984796925362" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nonsense. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Anwar found the tom yam noodles &lt;b&gt;DAMN&lt;/b&gt; spicy, so he ordered iced water and asked me if i wanted one too when the waiter came. It wasnt  that spicy for me and i already had iced lemon tea, so i said no. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the time that it took for the waiter to bring the iced water, my mouth was on FIRE so i ordered one too. The waiter actually gave me this teasing look and went &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;"tadi kata tak nak"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt; (you said you didnt want one earlier) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WTH. I felt like PUNCHING him. Actually, i felt like saying &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;"if its too much trouble for you, ill get it myself" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I didnt do either of those things cause my mouth was burning. I now have come to the conclusion, he tried to poison me and he actually put chilli padi in my water cause it didnt help. T_T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/TBsYkuxbg0I/AAAAAAAAMqI/ZRDErg_wsNs/s1600/DSC02432.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/TBsYkuxbg0I/AAAAAAAAMqI/ZRDErg_wsNs/s400/DSC02432.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484003990563423042" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/TB8z8hmGuKI/AAAAAAAAMrQ/JYV09ss2gCg/s1600/DSC02431.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/TB8z8hmGuKI/AAAAAAAAMrQ/JYV09ss2gCg/s400/DSC02431.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485159986063915170" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After dinner, these two wanted to eat summore. We went to Krispy Kreme, then to Boost&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;(current addiction, step aside Starbucks)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, then to Big Apple, then back to Krispy Kreme and finally at Papa Bread or Uncle Roti. Something like that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No seriously. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The next day, Kar Heng, Jit Siang and I went to watch the best movie of the year. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/TBsZ8J1o7SI/AAAAAAAAMqw/u5lp0cdodcA/s1600/DSC02442.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/TBsZ8J1o7SI/AAAAAAAAMqw/u5lp0cdodcA/s400/DSC02442.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484005492477455650" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;RAWR!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was&lt;b&gt; SO&lt;/b&gt; good. Seriously. I cried. They cried too. Everyone cried. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There was this one kid in the cinema (&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;who i think his mum has cry on cue)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; 'cause when the sad scene &lt;b&gt;STARTED&lt;/b&gt; he began crying super loudly. Either that or he needed to pee and his mum refused to take him out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went to Borders after the movie cause Jits has this Percy Jackson addiction. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/TBsYloPtibI/AAAAAAAAMqY/8jrdOfs-nNw/s1600/DSC02436.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/TBsYloPtibI/AAAAAAAAMqY/8jrdOfs-nNw/s400/DSC02436.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484004005991254450" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kar Heng called me over to him and said &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;"EH! a new Harry Potter book!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/TBsYlAxauiI/AAAAAAAAMqQ/_HwZqLPok0A/s1600/DSC02433.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/TBsYlAxauiI/AAAAAAAAMqQ/_HwZqLPok0A/s400/DSC02433.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484003995395209762" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wanted to watch The Karate Kid cause i read that people actually clapped at the end of the film in the cinema. Everyone I know said it wasnt good. Plus, there wasnt any karate, it was all kung fu. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/TBsZ7A5CcbI/AAAAAAAAMqg/fGkcgFNo3Yk/s1600/DSC02438.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/TBsZ7A5CcbI/AAAAAAAAMqg/fGkcgFNo3Yk/s400/DSC02438.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484005472895922610" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/TBsZ7kDdW0I/AAAAAAAAMqo/Qof5CofUDbA/s1600/DSC02439.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/TBsZ7kDdW0I/AAAAAAAAMqo/Qof5CofUDbA/s400/DSC02439.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484005482334870338" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh how they mislead us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went back to my place to play Mah Jong later. My brother said it was weird in an indian home. heh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My miniature mahjong set!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/TBsZ8qCPSjI/AAAAAAAAMq4/PMWwjYRp_PU/s1600/DSC02443.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/TBsZ8qCPSjI/AAAAAAAAMq4/PMWwjYRp_PU/s400/DSC02443.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484005501120236082" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/TBsZ9Ea-AwI/AAAAAAAAMrA/Bp3ksH0WjcE/s1600/DSC02445.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/TBsZ9Ea-AwI/AAAAAAAAMrA/Bp3ksH0WjcE/s400/DSC02445.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484005508203283202" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/TBsd7zI9KbI/AAAAAAAAMrI/KSI5BbDIdfQ/s1600/DSC02446.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/TBsd7zI9KbI/AAAAAAAAMrI/KSI5BbDIdfQ/s400/DSC02446.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484009884430969266" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Being huge fans of Glee, Jit Siang and I watch the episodes as they are released in the States. I download them and he streams. Kar Heng watches it on Star World, thus he is like 3/4 episodes behind. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had all the episodes in my thumb drive, so we watched the last few episodes &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;(again) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;with Kar Heng. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I swear,when they did Bohemian Rhapsody and Another One Bites The Dust, it was &lt;b&gt;AMAZING&lt;/b&gt;. and the GAGA episode of course. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yea, im a GLEEK. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Till im bored. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/TBsYjpS3tNI/AAAAAAAAMp4/-ccj9PPcZFs/s1600/DSC02424.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/TBsYjpS3tNI/AAAAAAAAMp4/-ccj9PPcZFs/s400/DSC02424.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484003971913200850" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;[url=http://g.imageshack.us/g.php?h=98&amp;i=dsc01036tm4.jpg][img=http://img98.imageshack.us/img98/2839/dsc01036tm4.16052f3624.jpg][/url]&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/903333341097975923-7727045326962708553?l=veenaism-ness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veenaism-ness.blogspot.com/feeds/7727045326962708553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=903333341097975923&amp;postID=7727045326962708553&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/903333341097975923/posts/default/7727045326962708553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/903333341097975923/posts/default/7727045326962708553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veenaism-ness.blogspot.com/2010/06/another-one-bites-dust.html' title='another one bites the dust.'/><author><name>veena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16330721193858423937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SsMh2PEc1aI/AAAAAAAALBU/1nB4loVn8Os/S220/P1060776-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/TBsYkZSlvbI/AAAAAAAAMqA/winwzFWuiUg/s72-c/DSC02430.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-903333341097975923.post-2754237020246401411</id><published>2010-06-18T01:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T01:16:36.827+08:00</updated><title type='text'>smosh</title><content type='html'>I dont know if every tom dick and harry knows about this already, but i found smosh.com like..today. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I laughed so much on that site, i think everyone should visit for stress relief. Here's something to to make ya giggle. :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://blip.tv/play/gvsIgd%2BMWAI" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="480" height="300" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://blip.tv/play/gvsIgeaQZAI" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="480" height="300" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;[url=http://g.imageshack.us/g.php?h=98&amp;i=dsc01036tm4.jpg][img=http://img98.imageshack.us/img98/2839/dsc01036tm4.16052f3624.jpg][/url]&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/903333341097975923-2754237020246401411?l=veenaism-ness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veenaism-ness.blogspot.com/feeds/2754237020246401411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=903333341097975923&amp;postID=2754237020246401411&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/903333341097975923/posts/default/2754237020246401411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/903333341097975923/posts/default/2754237020246401411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veenaism-ness.blogspot.com/2010/06/smosh.html' title='smosh'/><author><name>veena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16330721193858423937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SsMh2PEc1aI/AAAAAAAALBU/1nB4loVn8Os/S220/P1060776-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-903333341097975923.post-4899006045048337673</id><published>2010-06-17T14:29:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T01:27:55.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nothing in my way.</title><content type='html'>I was in Batu Pahat, Johor, last weekend for my cousins wedding. Honestly, this is the first out of the my other cousins weddings that i actually cried! I dont know why, but he looked so darned happy, i couldnt help it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is my nephew&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/TBnHj-pkMiI/AAAAAAAAMoo/zZXWyzzi9kA/s1600/P1090115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/TBnHj-pkMiI/AAAAAAAAMoo/zZXWyzzi9kA/s400/P1090115.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483633442226975266" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he peed on me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is me. In a saree. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/TBnHkirR1uI/AAAAAAAAMow/uw_E9QRTgNc/s1600/P1090117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/TBnHkirR1uI/AAAAAAAAMow/uw_E9QRTgNc/s400/P1090117.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483633451897837282" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and my nephew looks like he wants to pee on me again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/TBnHlHN8PcI/AAAAAAAAMo4/dC3b1wIczqM/s1600/P1090119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/TBnHlHN8PcI/AAAAAAAAMo4/dC3b1wIczqM/s400/P1090119.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483633461706898882" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/TBnHlvdMVyI/AAAAAAAAMpA/BCpkcFtEphw/s1600/P1090121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/TBnHlvdMVyI/AAAAAAAAMpA/BCpkcFtEphw/s400/P1090121.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483633472508286754" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I actually have very few pictures in my camera this time, just cause my uncle was using his DSLR the whole time, so he'll gimme pictures at some point along with the photogs pictures. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/TBnHmcgFodI/AAAAAAAAMpI/2XoeW44KEVQ/s1600/P1090123.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/TBnHmcgFodI/AAAAAAAAMpI/2XoeW44KEVQ/s400/P1090123.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483633484600025554" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/TBpS2qu13nI/AAAAAAAAMpQ/eB5O4R3obh4/s1600/P1090128.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/TBpS2qu13nI/AAAAAAAAMpQ/eB5O4R3obh4/s400/P1090128.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483786595414171250" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/TBpS3OyNEkI/AAAAAAAAMpY/bf8gbnJIcKQ/s1600/P1090131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/TBpS3OyNEkI/AAAAAAAAMpY/bf8gbnJIcKQ/s400/P1090131.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483786605091951170" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This post has been rather pointless, but i did it just cause i cant sleep. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Proper update on today and last night tomorrow. Toy Story 3 was AWESOME! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/TBpS3qh9Q5I/AAAAAAAAMpg/UMf9KpJSezI/s1600/P1090136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/TBpS3qh9Q5I/AAAAAAAAMpg/UMf9KpJSezI/s400/P1090136.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483786612539999122" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;beena&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;[url=http://g.imageshack.us/g.php?h=98&amp;i=dsc01036tm4.jpg][img=http://img98.imageshack.us/img98/2839/dsc01036tm4.16052f3624.jpg][/url]&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/903333341097975923-4899006045048337673?l=veenaism-ness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veenaism-ness.blogspot.com/feeds/4899006045048337673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=903333341097975923&amp;postID=4899006045048337673&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/903333341097975923/posts/default/4899006045048337673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/903333341097975923/posts/default/4899006045048337673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veenaism-ness.blogspot.com/2010/06/nothing-in-my-way.html' title='nothing in my way.'/><author><name>veena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16330721193858423937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SsMh2PEc1aI/AAAAAAAALBU/1nB4loVn8Os/S220/P1060776-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/TBnHj-pkMiI/AAAAAAAAMoo/zZXWyzzi9kA/s72-c/P1090115.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-903333341097975923.post-2951212786335461751</id><published>2010-06-17T00:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T00:36:41.672+08:00</updated><title type='text'>she lives.</title><content type='html'>For the past month, my life has been as exciting as &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;(insert something very un-exciting) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the past month, i actually got myself very sick and my blood pressure dropped super low. This is what ACCA does to a woman. That was last month, this month?&lt;b&gt; I AM FREE&lt;/b&gt;! :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Before my exam, i kept convincing myself i was not nervous.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I told my self to be at peace. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/TBj7SW1_B8I/AAAAAAAAMoA/RruQ3I0PWEQ/s1600/P1090104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/TBj7SW1_B8I/AAAAAAAAMoA/RruQ3I0PWEQ/s400/P1090104.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483408839111804866" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I told myself to wish my friends good luck with a convincing face like i was so ready i could do the paper with one eye closed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/TBj7TGp3nhI/AAAAAAAAMoI/1DEPSs2d2-Q/s1600/P1090105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/TBj7TGp3nhI/AAAAAAAAMoI/1DEPSs2d2-Q/s400/P1090105.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483408851945889298" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I told myself it was gonna be easy peasy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/TBj7T8Qa4lI/AAAAAAAAMoQ/4Z_C-8wccUU/s1600/P1090107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/TBj7T8Qa4lI/AAAAAAAAMoQ/4Z_C-8wccUU/s400/P1090107.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483408866334663250" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of course, myself wouldnt listen. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Honestly, i think all my papers were okay, but my F5 was &lt;b&gt;VERY&lt;/b&gt; unexpected, thus i am &lt;b&gt;VERY&lt;/b&gt; unsure &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;(ie ballz scared imma fail) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, till the time comes when i actually have to worry like mad about how i did, i shall relax. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I tend to be able to do that pretty well.My last paper was on monday. I didnt feel as much relief as i felt after my law paper, but it was heavenly to wake up the next morning without an alarm. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday, i spent the whole day with Jit Siang and Kar Heng. We had lunch, went shopping and watched shrek 4. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shopping was awesome. Im not an impulse buyer, but yesterday, i really did splurge, and money well spent i tell you. I bought a Kimora inspired dress. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today, i met up with Elle and Anwar for dinner. I kinda miss when we were younger and &lt;b&gt;EVERY&lt;/b&gt; outing was exciting and we always had every detail of the day planned out. Now its all unplanned and free. We talk more than we walk. We talk about car insurance and cholesterol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know the cholesterol bit is too much even for us, but Kar Heng has it high, so yes, we talk about it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have any of you seen the toy story toys selling everywhere now? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They're the actual size, like in the movie. I felt like such a giddy lil kid when i saw the woody doll and the buzz action figure in the actual box its in, in the movie. Someone please get it for me? Im too shy to go buy it for myself. and also it costs rm100++.  O_O &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Im watching Toy Story 3 tomorrow. Im so excited. More excited than i know i should be. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have my entire week till sunday planned, and im feeling good. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I shant be updating till next week just cause i wanna have more things to do than updating my blog. Till another pointless post like this one&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;(which was to announce my rise from the dead)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/TBj7UHuSN6I/AAAAAAAAMoY/j0nS-RWPKh8/s1600/P1090202.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/TBj7UHuSN6I/AAAAAAAAMoY/j0nS-RWPKh8/s400/P1090202.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483408869412714402" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;veena&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;[url=http://g.imageshack.us/g.php?h=98&amp;i=dsc01036tm4.jpg][img=http://img98.imageshack.us/img98/2839/dsc01036tm4.16052f3624.jpg][/url]&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/903333341097975923-2951212786335461751?l=veenaism-ness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veenaism-ness.blogspot.com/feeds/2951212786335461751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=903333341097975923&amp;postID=2951212786335461751&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/903333341097975923/posts/default/2951212786335461751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/903333341097975923/posts/default/2951212786335461751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veenaism-ness.blogspot.com/2010/06/she-lives.html' title='she lives.'/><author><name>veena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16330721193858423937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SsMh2PEc1aI/AAAAAAAALBU/1nB4loVn8Os/S220/P1060776-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/TBj7SW1_B8I/AAAAAAAAMoA/RruQ3I0PWEQ/s72-c/P1090104.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-903333341097975923.post-5462102693591675714</id><published>2010-05-16T11:25:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T13:16:55.095+08:00</updated><title type='text'>picture perfect memories.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S-9pswrdjTI/AAAAAAAAMm4/QvucxH2tOBM/s1600/P1090029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S-9pswrdjTI/AAAAAAAAMm4/QvucxH2tOBM/s400/P1090029.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471708289980796210" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;When you're younger, you anticipate all the wonders of being older. College, freedom, late nights, new friends, all the new memories with the girls, but for some reason, in that vision, i never imagined goodbyes, farewells, sadness. Who would? I wish i did. Then every moment would have meant a little bit more. It didnt really hit me, honestly, till friday night.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S-4YKm94jEI/AAAAAAAAMlA/-mWUDtco9ic/s1600/P1080862.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S-4YKm94jEI/AAAAAAAAMlA/-mWUDtco9ic/s400/P1080862.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471337167839595586" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;JAKE will always be..JAKE. Its gonna be hard to take JAKE pictures with one member a plane flight away. I guess we've been just the three with one or another missing from several events and hang outs. See, Karven is leaving on monday for New Zealand. She's gonna be attending the University of Auckland. She's already bought her return ticket for November, but still. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friday night when i was going through our pictures from form2 onwards, ah, now i no longer anticipate the future, i reminisce about the past. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S-4YLNZSpgI/AAAAAAAAMlI/lMkBnW9vMt4/s1600/P1080870.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S-4YLNZSpgI/AAAAAAAAMlI/lMkBnW9vMt4/s400/P1080870.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471337178155099650" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Enough of the sappiness for now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Two weekends ago, Elle, Esther,Jits,Kar Heng,Nick and I met up, loaded two cars with our junk and went to AC for dinner, then picked Karven up and drove to Mount Kiara. Kar Heng's family owns a condo unit there and it was vacant, so we made it our little retreat. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S-4YKL86nKI/AAAAAAAAMk4/_A-G_qUOpw0/s1600/P1080851.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S-4YKL86nKI/AAAAAAAAMk4/_A-G_qUOpw0/s400/P1080851.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471337160587779234" style="cursor: pointer; width: 284px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It took us forever to get there because of traffic and Kar Hengs &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;LOUSY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;directions. Okay, im being mean. He knew &lt;b&gt;HOW&lt;/b&gt; to get there, but he was unable to convey his knowledge to &lt;b&gt;ANYONE&lt;/b&gt;. meh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S-4YJAZi9HI/AAAAAAAAMko/nUbSXYN8NS0/s1600/P1080840.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S-4YJAZi9HI/AAAAAAAAMko/nUbSXYN8NS0/s400/P1080840.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471337140306769010" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S-4YJoZkB2I/AAAAAAAAMkw/XHOfMc7jdvQ/s1600/P1080844.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S-4YJoZkB2I/AAAAAAAAMkw/XHOfMc7jdvQ/s400/P1080844.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471337151044257634" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, we reached at about 10pm. Kar Heng got to cleaning the toilets and what not. The rest of us made our beds, cleaned our rooms, esther fell asleep and we played mah jong till 4am. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S-4a5hnLjTI/AAAAAAAAMlY/5quB61mVqqo/s1600/P1080884.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S-4a5hnLjTI/AAAAAAAAMlY/5quB61mVqqo/s400/P1080884.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471340172879301938" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S-4a6ILCTKI/AAAAAAAAMlg/ZW6bx7xhmvk/s1600/P1080894.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S-4a6ILCTKI/AAAAAAAAMlg/ZW6bx7xhmvk/s400/P1080894.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471340183230237858" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Meet Friona Loo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S-4a5Be2k5I/AAAAAAAAMlQ/icekC8enEXY/s1600/P1080879.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S-4a5Be2k5I/AAAAAAAAMlQ/icekC8enEXY/s400/P1080879.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471340164254438290" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Elle was showing me her uni mag, there was a spread on the international students and interviews with them. One of the students was Friona Loo. That is how she posed in her picture. What people might call cute. We just did it cause we cant pull it off like she did and we look ridonculous.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The next morning, at about 9am plus, i was awoken by the sounds of mah jong tiles against a table top. You know i raced out to the hall. ;) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mah Jong was our addiction this entire trip. No doubt about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S-4a6rJv3rI/AAAAAAAAMlo/isN_tTyK0fo/s1600/P1080906.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S-4a6rJv3rI/AAAAAAAAMlo/isN_tTyK0fo/s400/P1080906.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471340192620076722" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Host man. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S-4a7JwmNqI/AAAAAAAAMlw/I5UicsbGFrs/s1600/P1080909.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S-4a7JwmNqI/AAAAAAAAMlw/I5UicsbGFrs/s400/P1080909.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471340200836085410" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mah Jong Addicts. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Karven and Nick had to leave after brunch, so we went to hartamas to have ourselves a meal and bid farewell to the two of them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The rest of us went back &lt;i&gt;"home"&lt;/i&gt;, esther fell asleep, and we played mah jong till 5pm. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S-4glPmKJdI/AAAAAAAAMl4/3RdNC57Ha3s/s1600/P1080919.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S-4glPmKJdI/AAAAAAAAMl4/3RdNC57Ha3s/s400/P1080919.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471346421515560402" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kar Heng was adamant about going for a swim,but it was too hot at first, so we only went around 5ish. The condo was filled with the kinda people i like, if you know what i mean. ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S-4gleI7X_I/AAAAAAAAMmA/COUZqmMX2HM/s1600/P1080920+edit.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S-4gleI7X_I/AAAAAAAAMmA/COUZqmMX2HM/s400/P1080920+edit.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471346425419489266" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 205px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were at the pool for like, half an hour, then it started to drizzle. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We then taught Kamal how to play mah jong &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;(omg, we seriously had nothing better to do. actually, i dont think we &lt;b&gt;WANTED&lt;/b&gt; anything better to do) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;Got ready and left to The Curve for dinner after. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jit Siang had a bit of an accident trying to get the ticket at the parking area. He went over the curb and proceeded to scratch his hand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S-4glzktUdI/AAAAAAAAMmI/H6VwZptQaCY/s1600/P1080933.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S-4glzktUdI/AAAAAAAAMmI/H6VwZptQaCY/s400/P1080933.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471346431173153234" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Only Jit Siang. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S-4gmX-NwtI/AAAAAAAAMmQ/__H-X5y5RdM/s1600/P1080937.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S-4gmX-NwtI/AAAAAAAAMmQ/__H-X5y5RdM/s400/P1080937.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471346440943813330" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S-4gm8zaYkI/AAAAAAAAMmY/wqBZhcPz1_I/s1600/P1080939.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S-4gm8zaYkI/AAAAAAAAMmY/wqBZhcPz1_I/s400/P1080939.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471346450830615106" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S-9prhZAISI/AAAAAAAAMmg/KeH40reSWXk/s1600/P1080943.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S-9prhZAISI/AAAAAAAAMmg/KeH40reSWXk/s400/P1080943.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471708268696969506" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kar Hengs gf Farah, who lives very near the curve joined us for dinner. As you can see, Kar Heng was very excited. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You know, i was looking at the pictures we took at the curve, and i thought to myself, is this how its gonna be for the most part of the years to come? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A gap, an empty spot waiting to be filled?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S-9psZp9buI/AAAAAAAAMmw/n1zFH5rGSMY/s1600/P1080981.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S-9psZp9buI/AAAAAAAAMmw/n1zFH5rGSMY/s400/P1080981.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471708283800481506" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S-9pr2kWM0I/AAAAAAAAMmo/l_usLHr2Kmk/s1600/P1080979.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S-9pr2kWM0I/AAAAAAAAMmo/l_usLHr2Kmk/s400/P1080979.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471708274381697858" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:'( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After dinner, we were back in our temporary home and we played taboo accompanied by shisha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S-9ptTIsuyI/AAAAAAAAMnA/_KCdvf5YRE8/s1600/P1090059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S-9ptTIsuyI/AAAAAAAAMnA/_KCdvf5YRE8/s400/P1090059.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471708299230231330" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S-9wZzy5dKI/AAAAAAAAMnQ/6l6hDD-wI-4/s1600/P1090069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S-9wZzy5dKI/AAAAAAAAMnQ/6l6hDD-wI-4/s400/P1090069.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471715660981171362" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S-9wZQbqqrI/AAAAAAAAMnI/mpO57LtQCsU/s1600/P1090064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S-9wZQbqqrI/AAAAAAAAMnI/mpO57LtQCsU/s400/P1090064.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471715651488492210" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 208px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last night, we had a lil get together with karven before she has to leave tomorrow. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was all rather depressing truth be told. Not the atmosphere. And not how we acted, for sho. But just how i felt when i got home. meh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have class tomorrow. Revision classes. I guess i'll need it to keep my mind off things. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then comes goodbyes. I hate goodbyes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S-9y-NYO3cI/AAAAAAAAMnY/MsHvlQPQ-l8/s1600/edit-3.gif"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S-9y-NYO3cI/AAAAAAAAMnY/MsHvlQPQ-l8/s400/edit-3.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471718485347196354" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Things that are meant to last. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;[url=http://g.imageshack.us/g.php?h=98&amp;i=dsc01036tm4.jpg][img=http://img98.imageshack.us/img98/2839/dsc01036tm4.16052f3624.jpg][/url]&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/903333341097975923-5462102693591675714?l=veenaism-ness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veenaism-ness.blogspot.com/feeds/5462102693591675714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=903333341097975923&amp;postID=5462102693591675714&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/903333341097975923/posts/default/5462102693591675714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/903333341097975923/posts/default/5462102693591675714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veenaism-ness.blogspot.com/2010/05/picture-perfect-memories.html' title='picture perfect memories.'/><author><name>veena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16330721193858423937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SsMh2PEc1aI/AAAAAAAALBU/1nB4loVn8Os/S220/P1060776-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S-9pswrdjTI/AAAAAAAAMm4/QvucxH2tOBM/s72-c/P1090029.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-903333341097975923.post-2704424944311348870</id><published>2010-05-09T18:16:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T20:55:22.072+08:00</updated><title type='text'>make believe.</title><content type='html'>All the fun i had a week after my MOCK exams are a thing of the past. Im fully in study mode right now, and im happy. Yes. I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When i was still in &lt;i&gt;"eff it im free"&lt;/i&gt; mode, i had a barbecue at home for the lovelies and the college mates. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For some reason, there are more pictures taken of my back then off my face on everyone elses cam. Thanks alot you guys. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S-aP-UAFPZI/AAAAAAAAMiI/9svDz18eshw/s1600/24383_421814951538_529911538_5696579_2460455_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S-aP-UAFPZI/AAAAAAAAMiI/9svDz18eshw/s400/24383_421814951538_529911538_5696579_2460455_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469217098171760018" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S-aP-8HwlFI/AAAAAAAAMiQ/1SfRfqZSIb4/s1600/24383_421814971538_529911538_5696582_2846601_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S-aP-8HwlFI/AAAAAAAAMiQ/1SfRfqZSIb4/s400/24383_421814971538_529911538_5696582_2846601_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469217108941378642" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S-aRDZg8HdI/AAAAAAAAMjA/bWtS9Do9vEM/s1600/28485_412937374918_592844918_5184548_7779923_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S-aRDZg8HdI/AAAAAAAAMjA/bWtS9Do9vEM/s400/28485_412937374918_592844918_5184548_7779923_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469218285062725074" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S-aVvfW8U5I/AAAAAAAAMkI/7jTGdEiNYbk/s1600/P1080808.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S-aVvfW8U5I/AAAAAAAAMkI/7jTGdEiNYbk/s400/P1080808.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469223440592163730" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;From this, i learnt, my hair looks fluffy in the day time and curly in the nighttime. ive always wondered. -.- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had a bbq some time early last year as well, and san san and i decided to re-take the picture we had together. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S-av28-2DTI/AAAAAAAAMkg/5yke2TmIQWI/s1600/CIMG2231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S-av28-2DTI/AAAAAAAAMkg/5yke2TmIQWI/s400/CIMG2231.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469252156105559346" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last Year&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S-aP_YDzfCI/AAAAAAAAMiY/WuJ6LjsoaMQ/s1600/24383_421815021538_529911538_5696590_2023398_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S-aP_YDzfCI/AAAAAAAAMiY/WuJ6LjsoaMQ/s400/24383_421815021538_529911538_5696590_2023398_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469217116440984610" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This Year. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pretty similar, minus ben. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S-aP_4t2wMI/AAAAAAAAMig/e5QhiqXuLkY/s1600/24383_421815141538_529911538_5696608_6607071_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S-aP_4t2wMI/AAAAAAAAMig/e5QhiqXuLkY/s400/24383_421815141538_529911538_5696608_6607071_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469217125207294146" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hadnt seen the girls in about a month and i was super crazy missing em. It was so good to be with the ALL (almost) the people i really care about and mean shite loads to me all together. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S-aQAM3lC4I/AAAAAAAAMio/aDkB-VFrIko/s1600/24383_421815201538_529911538_5696618_5564257_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S-aQAM3lC4I/AAAAAAAAMio/aDkB-VFrIko/s400/24383_421815201538_529911538_5696618_5564257_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469217130616785794" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;(Chinese)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; Family Portrait. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S-aRCT8kDxI/AAAAAAAAMiw/dnE2X_2od0A/s1600/24383_421815216538_529911538_5696621_5357059_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S-aRCT8kDxI/AAAAAAAAMiw/dnE2X_2od0A/s400/24383_421815216538_529911538_5696621_5357059_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469218266388107026" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ganas can. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have you seen the mannequins in MV and Gardens? The ones in MV stick their pelvis out and the ones at The Gardens look like they wanna fly and sniff god or something. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S-aRDMHvE7I/AAAAAAAAMi4/N7APX0bdnxc/s1600/24383_421815251538_529911538_5696628_7620225_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S-aRDMHvE7I/AAAAAAAAMi4/N7APX0bdnxc/s400/24383_421815251538_529911538_5696628_7620225_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469218281467351986" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our interpretation. Kick ass son. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The guys. Minus Yew Wei. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S-aREZr0evI/AAAAAAAAMjQ/MmyDVLPVtT8/s1600/P1080768.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S-aREZr0evI/AAAAAAAAMjQ/MmyDVLPVtT8/s400/P1080768.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469218302288231154" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S-aTzkGfdDI/AAAAAAAAMjY/e94oOlFvfFk/s1600/P1080769.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S-aTzkGfdDI/AAAAAAAAMjY/e94oOlFvfFk/s400/P1080769.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469221311561561138" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S-aT0QVctII/AAAAAAAAMjg/4iAZ6r7DO-Y/s1600/P1080773.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S-aT0QVctII/AAAAAAAAMjg/4iAZ6r7DO-Y/s400/P1080773.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469221323435455618" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S-aVujKMxcI/AAAAAAAAMkA/aNGYHTTDDTw/s1600/P1080795.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S-aVujKMxcI/AAAAAAAAMkA/aNGYHTTDDTw/s400/P1080795.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469223424432588226" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S-atoCbCNcI/AAAAAAAAMkY/hhbrWC2sfYk/s1600/P1080776.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S-atoCbCNcI/AAAAAAAAMkY/hhbrWC2sfYk/s400/P1080776.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469249700844680642" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the boys watched the MU match, we played charades, which was super fun. Our charades is super massive survivor world version charades. in other words, the rules are...there are no rules. yea, i said it. Of course, a team with elleh belleh and i, with kill all opposing teams. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The guys were actually pretty good. &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;(sportsmanship right here)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think im gonna make it a tradition. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S-aVv-Yi-XI/AAAAAAAAMkQ/tXsJXXLaqDk/s1600/P1080819.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S-aVv-Yi-XI/AAAAAAAAMkQ/tXsJXXLaqDk/s400/P1080819.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469223448920390002" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and yea, see how people abuse things that they dont have to pay rm12 an hour for? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Weekend with the lovelies in Mount Kiara coming soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The is gonna be keeping me sane this month. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S-aRD-fMPxI/AAAAAAAAMjI/Z93qb0EPmbU/s1600/28485_412937414918_592844918_5184555_1504122_n+(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S-aRD-fMPxI/AAAAAAAAMjI/Z93qb0EPmbU/s400/28485_412937414918_592844918_5184555_1504122_n+(1).jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469218294987505426" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;[url=http://g.imageshack.us/g.php?h=98&amp;i=dsc01036tm4.jpg][img=http://img98.imageshack.us/img98/2839/dsc01036tm4.16052f3624.jpg][/url]&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/903333341097975923-2704424944311348870?l=veenaism-ness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veenaism-ness.blogspot.com/feeds/2704424944311348870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=903333341097975923&amp;postID=2704424944311348870&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/903333341097975923/posts/default/2704424944311348870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/903333341097975923/posts/default/2704424944311348870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veenaism-ness.blogspot.com/2010/05/make-believe.html' title='make believe.'/><author><name>veena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16330721193858423937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SsMh2PEc1aI/AAAAAAAALBU/1nB4loVn8Os/S220/P1060776-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S-aP-UAFPZI/AAAAAAAAMiI/9svDz18eshw/s72-c/24383_421814951538_529911538_5696579_2460455_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-903333341097975923.post-6041516383655321676</id><published>2010-05-03T23:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T23:36:06.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You're a fool, im just as well.</title><content type='html'>woo hoo hoo. its been a week, and i must say, my nerding was at a &lt;b&gt;VERY&lt;/b&gt; low level. meh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;it seems to be &lt;b&gt;SUPER&lt;/b&gt; hard to get back in the groove. Probably cause of the way i spent my days following the end of &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;MOCK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It started off with a party at Nicks place in serdang(&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;super massive mansion ho-mai-god)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; for Nicks 19th and Jons 18th. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S97kg4HtllI/AAAAAAAAMg4/hl0mQnBlHkk/s1600/26434_412573114918_592844918_5171737_7032519_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S97kg4HtllI/AAAAAAAAMg4/hl0mQnBlHkk/s400/26434_412573114918_592844918_5171737_7032519_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467058251146040914" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this is me being &lt;b&gt;VERY&lt;/b&gt; jakun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The fish eat caviar. no really. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No. Not really. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had dinner by the river at Gasoline. The arab place next to eat refused to serve us shisha cause we didnt eat at their place. buggers. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S97khYqLgwI/AAAAAAAAMhA/83FadkD-A9g/s1600/26434_412573264918_592844918_5171761_4167777_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S97khYqLgwI/AAAAAAAAMhA/83FadkD-A9g/s400/26434_412573264918_592844918_5171761_4167777_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467058259880542978" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After dinner, and lots of waiting and getting lost by other people, the whole lot of us went back to nicks place at about 9+pm. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then Nick gave a slightly drunkish speech that what &lt;b&gt;HILLARIOUS&lt;/b&gt;. and the crowd kinda split into the drinkers and the karaoke-ers. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S97kiaabxAI/AAAAAAAAMhQ/4BxaxYYpZ5M/s1600/26434_412573394918_592844918_5171783_2461406_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S97kiaabxAI/AAAAAAAAMhQ/4BxaxYYpZ5M/s400/26434_412573394918_592844918_5171783_2461406_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467058277531239426" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The ladiesss. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S97ki6n7rjI/AAAAAAAAMhY/kfbXLQaxTSA/s1600/26434_412573399918_592844918_5171784_7915559_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S97ki6n7rjI/AAAAAAAAMhY/kfbXLQaxTSA/s400/26434_412573399918_592844918_5171784_7915559_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467058286177791538" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S97lM87sBZI/AAAAAAAAMhg/HY4xrp2nRFM/s1600/27957_1368908897572_1077194950_31079592_2610976_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S97lM87sBZI/AAAAAAAAMhg/HY4xrp2nRFM/s400/27957_1368908897572_1077194950_31079592_2610976_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467059008352028050" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:D oh, im holding a bottle of Vodka Lemon. and There was also a bottle of Bacardi back there. This is also the day i got my new pup. heh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think we had &lt;b&gt;ALOT&lt;/b&gt; of laughs. Nick made the funniest speeches ever, and boy did he make alot of speeches. I think there was once, he asked Ryan to give a speech and said &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;"everyone please give a round of applause for Ryan for the year of assessment 2010" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;ACCA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; students joke. ho-no. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We played devils deck/ring of fire/circle of death what ever you may call it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S97lOTu1fgI/AAAAAAAAMho/aqWEfWjYCNM/s1600/27957_1368909417585_1077194950_31079605_3027564_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S97lOTu1fgI/AAAAAAAAMho/aqWEfWjYCNM/s400/27957_1368909417585_1077194950_31079605_3027564_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467059031652007426" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its like, a sure way to get people high super fast. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S97lOu9FaRI/AAAAAAAAMhw/0dCMA2rshuo/s1600/27957_1368909497587_1077194950_31079606_7115552_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S97lOu9FaRI/AAAAAAAAMhw/0dCMA2rshuo/s400/27957_1368909497587_1077194950_31079606_7115552_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467059038959528210" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and its super hard to talk to high people. I think it took me about half an hour to get everyone settled. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was actually one hell of a night and i was sad to leave early. I would've stayed longer, or at just stayed over, but i didnt. boo hoo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S97lPD0SFMI/AAAAAAAAMh4/sPqhsIcqg0Y/s1600/27957_1368909657591_1077194950_31079609_3467666_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S97lPD0SFMI/AAAAAAAAMh4/sPqhsIcqg0Y/s400/27957_1368909657591_1077194950_31079609_3467666_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467059044559754434" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think Nick was trying to give another speech. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, i hope Nick and Jon had a kick ass time. Looking forward to the next one. :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Awesomest&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;(not a word)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; picture of Ben and I to date&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S97kh0tBsyI/AAAAAAAAMhI/D0x60wJvnZc/s1600/26434_412573354918_592844918_5171776_7800368_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S97kh0tBsyI/AAAAAAAAMhI/D0x60wJvnZc/s400/26434_412573354918_592844918_5171776_7800368_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467058267408675618" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;makes me laugh out loud everytime. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S97lPuiFHQI/AAAAAAAAMiA/dTbeQsH61gk/s1600/24383_421815226538_529911538_5696623_3519444_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S97lPuiFHQI/AAAAAAAAMiA/dTbeQsH61gk/s400/24383_421815226538_529911538_5696623_3519444_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467059056026131714" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;beena&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;[url=http://g.imageshack.us/g.php?h=98&amp;i=dsc01036tm4.jpg][img=http://img98.imageshack.us/img98/2839/dsc01036tm4.16052f3624.jpg][/url]&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/903333341097975923-6041516383655321676?l=veenaism-ness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veenaism-ness.blogspot.com/feeds/6041516383655321676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=903333341097975923&amp;postID=6041516383655321676&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/903333341097975923/posts/default/6041516383655321676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/903333341097975923/posts/default/6041516383655321676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veenaism-ness.blogspot.com/2010/05/youre-fool-im-just-as-well.html' title='You&apos;re a fool, im just as well.'/><author><name>veena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16330721193858423937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SsMh2PEc1aI/AAAAAAAALBU/1nB4loVn8Os/S220/P1060776-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S97kg4HtllI/AAAAAAAAMg4/hl0mQnBlHkk/s72-c/26434_412573114918_592844918_5171737_7032519_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-903333341097975923.post-6581278462196087426</id><published>2010-04-26T17:24:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T14:52:32.975+08:00</updated><title type='text'>'Cause i just set them up.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;So the &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;ACCA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; sports day was on the 11th of April if im not mistaken, and a bunch of us decided we'd take a break from the books to join tug of war. I wanted to join volleyball, but no one else wanted to join with me. Hmph. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ben joined Anils team for futsal. Anil didnt show up. -.- &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;(and they got burned waiting in then sun for abt 2+hours then lost their one and only game) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Soon Soon joined badminton mens doubles with Nick.  &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;(due to certain targeting by the opposing team, they too lost.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quite saddening for the two of them, cause those losses were followed by the &lt;b&gt;mother of all losses&lt;/b&gt;. :D Which i find terribly funny. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our team was made up of  a real mix of 10 people from our class of close to 80. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S9Z_auitGiI/AAAAAAAAMcw/x-QPwKbdjF0/s1600/P1080723.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S9Z_auitGiI/AAAAAAAAMcw/x-QPwKbdjF0/s400/P1080723.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464695295007595042" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S9Z_bKYOuQI/AAAAAAAAMc4/RuuKyug0QL4/s1600/P1080725.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S9Z_bKYOuQI/AAAAAAAAMc4/RuuKyug0QL4/s400/P1080725.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464695302479853826" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There was Ben, Soon Soon,Jun Hoong and I, then there was Li ting, Mee Juen and Chia Syn and then there was Leng, and two other really nice guys from our class in the other group whose names i cant remember right now and i feel like crap. &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;(someone please tell me) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So yea, we were real worried about the connection, but it seemed pretty okay. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we were worried when we started spotting the other teams. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There was one guy in particular that i spotted and i told Ben, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;"If we're against that guys team, we're dead" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our luck is such that, not only were we against that dudes team...he wasn't the &lt;b&gt;BIGGEST&lt;/b&gt; one. When i say big, im talking buff, large, bountiful with mass kinda guys. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Needless to say, we lost each round within seconds. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S9VrBr2yV2I/AAAAAAAAMcY/5okxakwze_U/s1600/P1080720.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S9VrBr2yV2I/AAAAAAAAMcY/5okxakwze_U/s400/P1080720.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464391399580522338" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I thought it was hilarious to be frank, but Ben who kept telling me it was all okay, and just for fun at the start was visibly devastated and humiliated after it. Im still laughing as i type this. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;B? Laughing? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S9VrCRWTqpI/AAAAAAAAMcg/Q-FUWZ1j1hE/s1600/P1080721.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S9VrCRWTqpI/AAAAAAAAMcg/Q-FUWZ1j1hE/s400/P1080721.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464391409644841618" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, it was hell of alot of fun. Next year. On? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I swear, imma scout for random people to play volleyball with me. Or maybe my friends will decided they love me and will teman me. :) &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;(i bet they're thinking, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;"fat hopes"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: normal; "&gt;I shall end this post with a very smexy picture of Aaron&lt;/span&gt;(he was on the organising committee and all busy)&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: normal; "&gt;who when i told looked pretty good tanned, quickly rolled up his sleeves to show of his muscles, only to find, his arms weren't tanned. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S9Z_b78IhaI/AAAAAAAAMdA/_mkP5kbGf3Y/s1600/P1080727.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S9Z_b78IhaI/AAAAAAAAMdA/_mkP5kbGf3Y/s400/P1080727.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464695315783779746" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is actually him tanning his arms. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;veena.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;[url=http://g.imageshack.us/g.php?h=98&amp;i=dsc01036tm4.jpg][img=http://img98.imageshack.us/img98/2839/dsc01036tm4.16052f3624.jpg][/url]&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/903333341097975923-6581278462196087426?l=veenaism-ness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veenaism-ness.blogspot.com/feeds/6581278462196087426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=903333341097975923&amp;postID=6581278462196087426&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/903333341097975923/posts/default/6581278462196087426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/903333341097975923/posts/default/6581278462196087426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veenaism-ness.blogspot.com/2010/04/cause-i-just-set-them-up.html' title='&apos;Cause i just set them up.'/><author><name>veena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16330721193858423937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SsMh2PEc1aI/AAAAAAAALBU/1nB4loVn8Os/S220/P1060776-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S9Z_auitGiI/AAAAAAAAMcw/x-QPwKbdjF0/s72-c/P1080723.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-903333341097975923.post-2152788830645015682</id><published>2010-04-25T17:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T17:24:49.227+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flashing Lights. Everywhere we are.</title><content type='html'>Oh hello. Hiatus is officially over. For now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mock ended on friday and ive lots of posts coming up so stay tuned. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;(oh yea, im just a regular telly series these days)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ive spent the entire weekend with friends and the pc. Well today with the PC. and Lemon. Bacardi Lemon. No, dont worry, im not so stressed out about &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;ACCA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; that ive turned to the bottle. :) I just got a puppy instead. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S9QK3I-JhNI/AAAAAAAAMb4/emDuc_nbawc/s1600/P1080827.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S9QK3I-JhNI/AAAAAAAAMb4/emDuc_nbawc/s400/P1080827.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464004190324491474" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Meet &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;Bacardi Lemon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. We call her Lemon. Bacardi Lemon is for when we're angry. Im just afraid the neighbours might think we're a family of drunkards addicted to Bacardi Lemon. lol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I shall describe her soon. We never get normal ones, i swear. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S9QK2DAww5I/AAAAAAAAMbw/H6_8PU9N8D4/s1600/P1080721.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S9QK2DAww5I/AAAAAAAAMbw/H6_8PU9N8D4/s400/P1080721.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464004171544970130" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We also had the &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;ACCA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; sports day. Which was such fun. Such humiliating fun. Ive never been in such a position, and actually NOT feel shy before. Ben on the other had, was mortified though it was him that kept telling me it was just a game and for fun. boys &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;*shakes head* &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friday, after mock, i was over at Bens house and we were playing Wii. My arm &lt;b&gt;STILL&lt;/b&gt; aches, but it was SO much fun. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we went to Nicks house &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;(MEGA MANSION) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;to celebrate Nick and Jons bday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S9QK4MioYuI/AAAAAAAAMcI/XhXURe-Sm8E/s1600/26434_412573364918_592844918_5171777_6634417_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S9QK4MioYuI/AAAAAAAAMcI/XhXURe-Sm8E/s400/26434_412573364918_592844918_5171777_6634417_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464004208462684898" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lots of laughs.  lots of repetition from the older birthday boy and super fast gone-ness from the younger one. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, and there's this pic of Ben and I that is &lt;b&gt;SO&lt;/b&gt; priceless i laughed so hard when i first saw in on FB. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and finally, the &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;BBQ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; i had for the lovelies and the college mates on saturday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S9QK4kBWUNI/AAAAAAAAMcQ/QluQ5F3QS14/s1600/24383_421815226538_529911538_5696623_3519444_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S9QK4kBWUNI/AAAAAAAAMcQ/QluQ5F3QS14/s400/24383_421815226538_529911538_5696623_3519444_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464004214765539538" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mega fun. Missed the lovelies so so much. Its actually been a month since i hung out with them :(  and the chitty chats with Syd after midnight was nice. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I didnt realise how much i had all stored up in me, and it so happens im so used to telling just certain people, that when it HAS to do with the people i &lt;b&gt;USUALLY&lt;/b&gt; talk to, i just bury it. But yea, that shall change. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Im still gonna remain a minor nerd, since i &lt;b&gt;AM &lt;/b&gt;on a &lt;b&gt;STUDY&lt;/b&gt; break&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt; (not a break FROM studying, a break TO study, just incase you were wondering)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; i shall be back with those updates soon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S9QK32zVYEI/AAAAAAAAMcA/mJQdwaK794s/s1600/P1080716.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S9QK32zVYEI/AAAAAAAAMcA/mJQdwaK794s/s400/P1080716.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464004202627162178" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;[url=http://g.imageshack.us/g.php?h=98&amp;i=dsc01036tm4.jpg][img=http://img98.imageshack.us/img98/2839/dsc01036tm4.16052f3624.jpg][/url]&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/903333341097975923-2152788830645015682?l=veenaism-ness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veenaism-ness.blogspot.com/feeds/2152788830645015682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=903333341097975923&amp;postID=2152788830645015682&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/903333341097975923/posts/default/2152788830645015682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/903333341097975923/posts/default/2152788830645015682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veenaism-ness.blogspot.com/2010/04/oh-hello.html' title='Flashing Lights. Everywhere we are.'/><author><name>veena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16330721193858423937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SsMh2PEc1aI/AAAAAAAALBU/1nB4loVn8Os/S220/P1060776-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S9QK3I-JhNI/AAAAAAAAMb4/emDuc_nbawc/s72-c/P1080827.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-903333341097975923.post-6116046357006120028</id><published>2010-04-10T16:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T16:41:18.577+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I wanna be a billionaire, so freaking bad.</title><content type='html'>Well not really. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But that song is buck! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, im gonna be on a hiatus. &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;MOCK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; is in a week, and the buckle is on tighter than ever. Im extremely freaked out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The amount i freaked out in CAT cant be compared to this. Compared to this, its like i was freaking out about, spilled milk. -.- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yea, crazy. ACCA aint no joke sonnn. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So yes, ive grounded myself and ive been blowing off invites to hang and stuff, and i feel shitty cause i&lt;b&gt; DO&lt;/b&gt; want to go, and you have &lt;b&gt;NO&lt;/b&gt; idea how much i hate saying no. But ive been doing it all week, going to college, then coming home and studying. The same routine day in and day out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was talking to Ben and Syd about it today &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;(did i mention i had class. on a saturday morning. with awesome weather to sleep in?) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;and they think i should allow myself like one day of the week. I would have jumped at the chance to go out last night, but i did have class this morning. :( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, expect a long absence. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S8A5RjXXbAI/AAAAAAAAMbo/pRfvEkGo4os/s1600/2010-04-10-59750.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S8A5RjXXbAI/AAAAAAAAMbo/pRfvEkGo4os/s400/2010-04-10-59750.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458425722086845442" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peace out ya'll. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nerdified veena &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;[url=http://g.imageshack.us/g.php?h=98&amp;i=dsc01036tm4.jpg][img=http://img98.imageshack.us/img98/2839/dsc01036tm4.16052f3624.jpg][/url]&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/903333341097975923-6116046357006120028?l=veenaism-ness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veenaism-ness.blogspot.com/feeds/6116046357006120028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=903333341097975923&amp;postID=6116046357006120028&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/903333341097975923/posts/default/6116046357006120028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/903333341097975923/posts/default/6116046357006120028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veenaism-ness.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-wanna-be-billionaire-so-freaking-bad.html' title='I wanna be a billionaire, so freaking bad.'/><author><name>veena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16330721193858423937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SsMh2PEc1aI/AAAAAAAALBU/1nB4loVn8Os/S220/P1060776-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S8A5RjXXbAI/AAAAAAAAMbo/pRfvEkGo4os/s72-c/2010-04-10-59750.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-903333341097975923.post-5806540367650499445</id><published>2010-04-03T23:55:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T00:44:29.915+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Meet in the middle.</title><content type='html'>I Graduated CAT today! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yea, its just a little step up, but ive got a pretty long way to go till i reach that big ass Grad in two years. So, here's where i smack myself in the head and kick myself in the butt and ask myself wth ive been doing these past 3 months. Yea, i became stupid. Stupid is as stupid does. Ive been doing...stupid. Here's to loving what i do again. :) Wish me luck. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Back to Graduation. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Firstly, Andrea graduated ACCA today. Which is awesome. And she was the recipient of the E&amp;amp;Y Award. Even awesome-er. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It took me forever to get the robe all nicely pinned and stuff, cause i was wearing a dress, and there's a lil part to be hooked to the button of your shirt. 'Cause i was button-less, i had to pin it to my dress. :( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S7dpiaf0TMI/AAAAAAAAMZQ/ffSfa6Uwfv4/s1600/P1080677.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S7dpiaf0TMI/AAAAAAAAMZQ/ffSfa6Uwfv4/s400/P1080677.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455945513531886786" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S7dpiaf0TMI/AAAAAAAAMZQ/ffSfa6Uwfv4/s1600/P1080677.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S7dpi6Ri7lI/AAAAAAAAMZY/ZLsKk2T9bJQ/s1600/P1080678.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S7dpi6Ri7lI/AAAAAAAAMZY/ZLsKk2T9bJQ/s400/P1080678.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455945522061962834" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 322px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S7dpi6Ri7lI/AAAAAAAAMZY/ZLsKk2T9bJQ/s1600/P1080678.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were going to take pictures after the ceremony, but since we had time to kill before going into the hall, we took all our pictures then. Im such a sucker for events like these, i always get all emotional. Syd and I actually teared at Andrea's speech. meh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S7dpjnMRDSI/AAAAAAAAMZg/Jp-Re2Zpy04/s1600/P1080679.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S7dpjnMRDSI/AAAAAAAAMZg/Jp-Re2Zpy04/s400/P1080679.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455945534119415074" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S7dq9TfTduI/AAAAAAAAMZw/mSS8rcuKXIs/s1600/P1080682.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S7dq9TfTduI/AAAAAAAAMZw/mSS8rcuKXIs/s400/P1080682.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455947075018782434" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aaron has a new smile. Me likey. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S7dq-9JopVI/AAAAAAAAMaA/iKlXJsAGC18/s1600/P1080684.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S7dq-9JopVI/AAAAAAAAMaA/iKlXJsAGC18/s400/P1080684.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455947103382054226" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S7dq_Qv20wI/AAAAAAAAMaI/Z2JohdpEbdw/s1600/P1080685.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S7dq_Qv20wI/AAAAAAAAMaI/Z2JohdpEbdw/s400/P1080685.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455947108642640642" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S7dq_lOxRII/AAAAAAAAMaQ/y8xDMjhK7rk/s1600/P1080686.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S7dq_lOxRII/AAAAAAAAMaQ/y8xDMjhK7rk/s400/P1080686.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455947114141009026" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wanna take pictures just like these in 2012. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If being with them isnt determination enough, this should be. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S7dsMQ_-UlI/AAAAAAAAMaw/7DEvrt2QamM/s1600/P1080695.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S7dsMQ_-UlI/AAAAAAAAMaw/7DEvrt2QamM/s400/P1080695.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455948431560168018" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S7dsK7Pk4ZI/AAAAAAAAMaY/jrfbPnX915A/s1600/P1080690.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S7dsK7Pk4ZI/AAAAAAAAMaY/jrfbPnX915A/s400/P1080690.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455948408540160402" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I thought i was the nervous emotional one. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S7dq-XFwY3I/AAAAAAAAMZ4/rkyqK7ZAj9o/s1600/P1080683.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S7dq-XFwY3I/AAAAAAAAMZ4/rkyqK7ZAj9o/s400/P1080683.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455947093165237106" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was wrong. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Graduation ceremony actually went by pretty fast. I think they shouldve played a recording of claps,cause after one point, people got tired. meh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was actually &lt;b&gt;STARVING&lt;/b&gt; the whole time cause i forgot to have breakfast (-.-') &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When we were lining up to go on the stage, Ben, Syd and I were sniffing the air to guess what was gonna be served in the dining hall in the next room. Yea, we're all jakun like that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After getting our certs and all, we got a wee bit bored. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S7dsNBSWhWI/AAAAAAAAMa4/47ub0s0-DLo/s1600/P1080697.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S7dsNBSWhWI/AAAAAAAAMa4/47ub0s0-DLo/s400/P1080697.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455948444522153314" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S7dtt7fcVPI/AAAAAAAAMbY/9hnvhMIAFJc/s1600/P1080699.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S7dtt7fcVPI/AAAAAAAAMbY/9hnvhMIAFJc/s400/P1080699.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455950109413758194" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S7dttoHv1gI/AAAAAAAAMbQ/Q-BIFeqSTW0/s1600/P1080700.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S7dttoHv1gI/AAAAAAAAMbQ/Q-BIFeqSTW0/s400/P1080700.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455950104214099458" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S7dtujdPQ5I/AAAAAAAAMbg/ntapFnDFNVs/s1600/P1080698.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S7dtujdPQ5I/AAAAAAAAMbg/ntapFnDFNVs/s400/P1080698.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455950120141931410" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yea, someones got their pose groove on. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I took a nice normal picture with Jon and it turned out shite but i didnt know this, so for the second shot i said &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;"Jon lets do funny!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;and he did this&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S7dtsobSi4I/AAAAAAAAMbA/EGQ6RXiqdDY/s1600/P1080705.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S7dtsobSi4I/AAAAAAAAMbA/EGQ6RXiqdDY/s400/P1080705.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455950087116196738" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then turned to me and said&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt; "Why does everyone associate funny with sex and vulgarity?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHA! He, is everyone, apparently. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Woo. Okay. Happy Easter Everyone! (its 12.43am) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and for the picture of the day &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S7dsLPO_ITI/AAAAAAAAMag/eJO5XoLtVyA/s1600/P1080691.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S7dsLPO_ITI/AAAAAAAAMag/eJO5XoLtVyA/s400/P1080691.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455948413906395442" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;CAT Graduate. Aspiring ACCA student. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;[url=http://g.imageshack.us/g.php?h=98&amp;i=dsc01036tm4.jpg][img=http://img98.imageshack.us/img98/2839/dsc01036tm4.16052f3624.jpg][/url]&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/903333341097975923-5806540367650499445?l=veenaism-ness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veenaism-ness.blogspot.com/feeds/5806540367650499445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=903333341097975923&amp;postID=5806540367650499445&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/903333341097975923/posts/default/5806540367650499445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/903333341097975923/posts/default/5806540367650499445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veenaism-ness.blogspot.com/2010/04/meet-in-middle.html' title='Meet in the middle.'/><author><name>veena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16330721193858423937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SsMh2PEc1aI/AAAAAAAALBU/1nB4loVn8Os/S220/P1060776-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S7dpiaf0TMI/AAAAAAAAMZQ/ffSfa6Uwfv4/s72-c/P1080677.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-903333341097975923.post-7377574063552047693</id><published>2010-04-03T23:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T23:54:30.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Im gonna give all my secrets away.</title><content type='html'>So, i havent been updating regularly, again. &lt;div&gt;I honestly have been out of it. My time management is totally screwed up, and i think ive finally gotten it sorted, and unfortunately, i havent really left myself much time to physically be on the PC since i just check eveything else on my phone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I actually wanna address my smexay friends post on earth hour. Aaron Kee doesnt support earth hour. You can read his blog post &lt;a href="http://ximplixity.com/2010/03/i-dont-support-earth-hour-2010/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, but basically, he feels it doesnt change anything, if everyone turns off their lights for one night. He thinks it doesnt save the planet, if you do it for one night. Quite frankly, i agree, but to a certain extent. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Earth Hour WONT do anything to save the planet at that time. It wont entitle someone to the &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;"Earth Saviour Award"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; as he put it, but i think he sees it from a wrong point of view.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went to &lt;a href="http://earthhour.org"&gt;EarthHour.Org&lt;/a&gt; to get a few pointers on what Earth Hour is actually about. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1&lt;/b&gt;. To make a stand against climate change&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;2&lt;/b&gt;. Countries officially switched off to pledge their support for the planet &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;3&lt;/b&gt;. A call to stand up, take responsibility, to get involved and lead the way to a sustainable future. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, from &lt;b&gt;MY&lt;/b&gt; point of view, Earth Hour isnt a day to save the planet. It is merely a day of awareness. Look at it this way, On World Aids Day, we stand together to support those who are infected and raise awareness. On Pink Ribbon Day, we dont find the cure to breast cancer. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Earth Hour is an amazing effort to call out to the people of the world to do something. On that day, some people may turn off their lights just for show or for fun, but then, every year, there will be at least 1 person who will become aware, and the purpose would be fulfilled. One persons eyes opened, could lead to many other people realising whats happening to the planet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kids will ask their parents &lt;b&gt;WHY&lt;/b&gt; people turn off their lights. And the parents who educate their kids about whats going on, will in turn make their children aware. This is how things are achieved nowadays. People follow examples, may it be good or bad. The more people made aware during Earth Hour, the closer we get to achieving the &lt;b&gt;MAIN&lt;/b&gt; goal, which would be to put an end to the torture mother earth endures. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So yes, &lt;b&gt;I FULLY SUPPORT EARTH HOUR.&lt;/b&gt; Not the switching off of lights for one night, but for what it stands for and what its success and the peoples support could do to save the planet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;veena all for going green and sitting in the dark. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;[url=http://g.imageshack.us/g.php?h=98&amp;i=dsc01036tm4.jpg][img=http://img98.imageshack.us/img98/2839/dsc01036tm4.16052f3624.jpg][/url]&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/903333341097975923-7377574063552047693?l=veenaism-ness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veenaism-ness.blogspot.com/feeds/7377574063552047693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=903333341097975923&amp;postID=7377574063552047693&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/903333341097975923/posts/default/7377574063552047693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/903333341097975923/posts/default/7377574063552047693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veenaism-ness.blogspot.com/2010/04/im-gonna-give-all-my-secrets-away.html' title='Im gonna give all my secrets away.'/><author><name>veena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16330721193858423937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SsMh2PEc1aI/AAAAAAAALBU/1nB4loVn8Os/S220/P1060776-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-903333341097975923.post-2023748978115288188</id><published>2010-03-24T19:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T20:29:24.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A part of me.</title><content type='html'>To the one that treated me like a princess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S6n-CYlmPDI/AAAAAAAAMXo/IN6PKuEw0yc/s1600/IMG_0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S6n-CYlmPDI/AAAAAAAAMXo/IN6PKuEw0yc/s400/IMG_0001.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452168140822035506" style="cursor: pointer; width: 278px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The one that sat by me when i was angry &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S6n-C91zweI/AAAAAAAAMXw/IMce9VtqnoE/s1600/IMG_0002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S6n-C91zweI/AAAAAAAAMXw/IMce9VtqnoE/s400/IMG_0002.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452168150822142434" style="cursor: pointer; width: 280px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Still loved me when i was crazy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S6n-DfqB3TI/AAAAAAAAMX4/AUo9I5t9654/s1600/IMG_0004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S6n-DfqB3TI/AAAAAAAAMX4/AUo9I5t9654/s400/IMG_0004.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452168159899540786" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 274px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S6n-e_QC0eI/AAAAAAAAMYQ/yP87nAJXHTU/s1600/IMG_0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S6n-e_QC0eI/AAAAAAAAMYQ/yP87nAJXHTU/s400/IMG_0001.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452168632236954082" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 276px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rushed to my side and licked my tears away &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S6n-DzDjXWI/AAAAAAAAMYI/arir2eFewTA/s1600/IMG_0002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S6n-DzDjXWI/AAAAAAAAMYI/arir2eFewTA/s400/IMG_0002.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452168165106867554" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 277px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My personal body guard&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S6n-DtUAoII/AAAAAAAAMYA/7mgj9rEt6eY/s1600/IMG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S6n-DtUAoII/AAAAAAAAMYA/7mgj9rEt6eY/s400/IMG.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452168163565281410" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 270px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My best friend&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S6n-fTjxM4I/AAAAAAAAMYY/fePbFQP40dM/s1600/77139590.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S6n-fTjxM4I/AAAAAAAAMYY/fePbFQP40dM/s400/77139590.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452168637688394626" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Words couldnt describe how important my lil puppy was in my life. When i couldnt talk to my friends, i would hug her and talk to her. The reassuring look in her brown eyes always made me feel like it was okay, and things would be better. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The unconditional love she showed me, i only hope i gave her enough in return. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The years were unfair to her. It pained me to see my dog that ran to see me when she heard my voice walking slower and slower every passing day. To see her move slowly, to dragging herself, to stumbling and falling and then, not being able to move without someone carrying her. To come home from school or college or a day out and not find her waiting for me. Somehow she always knew when i would be home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But God works in mysterious ways. He sent Pebbles to my gate when i was 4. He made my dad decide to take her in his arms and bring her in the house. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I remember how we gave her her first meal and she was so happy. My little puppy gobbled up her bread and butter and my parents warned me not to touch her while she was eating because apparently dogs didnt like that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I did anyway. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And she looked at me, and licked my face. The first time she licked me. It didnt matter that she had been a stray before we took her, she was mine. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When my mum got mad at her, i was there to protect her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When my mum got mad at me, she was there to defend me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When i fell or got hurt, and cried for my mum, my mum used to say she never had to come, because pebbles would be running to me, from no matter how far. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I still wish she would have licked me when i said goodbye to her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How was she to know that that was goodbye? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When it was time for her life to end, and the doctor went to her, she turned to look at me. She looked me right in the eye, like she did at every doctors visit and i always was by her side, telling her it was going to be okay. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I couldnt this time. How was i supposed to tell her it was going to be okay, when i was blurry eyed and unable to breathe? I was selfish at that last moment. I hope she understood. I hope she is safe with the Lord.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Someone told me that dogs didnt have souls. How then, did Pebbles know to look for me when i was sad? How did she know to dry my tears? How did she know to make smile when i needed to the most? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dogs have souls. And Pebbles, safely burried close to my gate, will always be my first puppy. My best friend. My protector. I will always smile when i think of her. I will always cry when i think of her. Tears of joy because she was in my life. Tears of sadness because she isnt anymore. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Memories rush back wherever i am at home. How she used to follow me to my room when it was raining and there was lightning and thunder. She always felt safe with me. She probably thought she needed me, but i needed her more. To feel her soft fur against my foot when she sat under my chair, made me feel protected. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My best friend of 15 years passed away peacefully on the 22nd of March 2010. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i miss her so so much. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;[url=http://g.imageshack.us/g.php?h=98&amp;i=dsc01036tm4.jpg][img=http://img98.imageshack.us/img98/2839/dsc01036tm4.16052f3624.jpg][/url]&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/903333341097975923-2023748978115288188?l=veenaism-ness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veenaism-ness.blogspot.com/feeds/2023748978115288188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=903333341097975923&amp;postID=2023748978115288188&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/903333341097975923/posts/default/2023748978115288188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/903333341097975923/posts/default/2023748978115288188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veenaism-ness.blogspot.com/2010/03/part-of-me.html' title='A part of me.'/><author><name>veena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16330721193858423937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SsMh2PEc1aI/AAAAAAAALBU/1nB4loVn8Os/S220/P1060776-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S6n-CYlmPDI/AAAAAAAAMXo/IN6PKuEw0yc/s72-c/IMG_0001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-903333341097975923.post-2570327413110163130</id><published>2010-03-24T14:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T18:52:25.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let me tell you why, i would die for you.</title><content type='html'>I uploaded these pictures so long ago, and im finally getting down to posting them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God knows when, Elle and I went to school to get our certs and what not with Kar Heng. I think i was the only one excited to be back there. Elle and Kar Heng couldnt wait to leave.  Walking down those corridors and going up and down those stairs really brought back awesome memories. Good and Bad ones. But, mostly good. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also stumbled upon a lil something. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S6HYpaoHDwI/AAAAAAAAMXQ/HmNcFFXrkSQ/s1600-h/DSC02317.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S6HYpaoHDwI/AAAAAAAAMXQ/HmNcFFXrkSQ/s400/DSC02317.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449875230128803586" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How wonderful, i get a PICTURE of myself on the academic achievement board AFTER i've left school. Ace for veena! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went to visit our old class. Its currently occupied by a form 4 class, but it still says boldly and clearly 5I 2008 on the door. Science class students rarely bother about decorating their class, with the exception of some. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S6HYo66Us9I/AAAAAAAAMXI/BMFpkFutI1U/s1600-h/P1010878.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S6HYo66Us9I/AAAAAAAAMXI/BMFpkFutI1U/s400/P1010878.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449875221615260626" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S6HYoXQe0iI/AAAAAAAAMXA/QlG0pt0fIA0/s1600-h/P1010818.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S6HYoXQe0iI/AAAAAAAAMXA/QlG0pt0fIA0/s400/P1010818.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449875212044522018" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt; (awww, i miss my desk)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S6HYp7Q1KFI/AAAAAAAAMXY/2LfkiwL4IoQ/s1600-h/DSC02323.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S6HYp7Q1KFI/AAAAAAAAMXY/2LfkiwL4IoQ/s400/DSC02323.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449875238889531474" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S6HYqZNtVkI/AAAAAAAAMXg/ssfAYYv8Z_c/s1600-h/DSC02324.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S6HYqZNtVkI/AAAAAAAAMXg/ssfAYYv8Z_c/s400/DSC02324.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449875246929499714" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Woo. Ill be back with more laughter and tears. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;veena&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;[url=http://g.imageshack.us/g.php?h=98&amp;i=dsc01036tm4.jpg][img=http://img98.imageshack.us/img98/2839/dsc01036tm4.16052f3624.jpg][/url]&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/903333341097975923-2570327413110163130?l=veenaism-ness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veenaism-ness.blogspot.com/feeds/2570327413110163130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=903333341097975923&amp;postID=2570327413110163130&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/903333341097975923/posts/default/2570327413110163130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/903333341097975923/posts/default/2570327413110163130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veenaism-ness.blogspot.com/2010/03/let-me-tell-you-why-i-would-die-for-you.html' title='Let me tell you why, i would die for you.'/><author><name>veena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16330721193858423937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SsMh2PEc1aI/AAAAAAAALBU/1nB4loVn8Os/S220/P1060776-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S6HYpaoHDwI/AAAAAAAAMXQ/HmNcFFXrkSQ/s72-c/DSC02317.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-903333341097975923.post-3720643189303257154</id><published>2010-03-18T03:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T15:20:28.834+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Absolution.(something random i found from 21/12/08) -im gonna miss my oven</title><content type='html'>guess who?! hahaha wth ive got nothing better to do veena how are we going to college? okay bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;[url=http://g.imageshack.us/g.php?h=98&amp;i=dsc01036tm4.jpg][img=http://img98.imageshack.us/img98/2839/dsc01036tm4.16052f3624.jpg][/url]&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/903333341097975923-3720643189303257154?l=veenaism-ness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veenaism-ness.blogspot.com/feeds/3720643189303257154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=903333341097975923&amp;postID=3720643189303257154&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/903333341097975923/posts/default/3720643189303257154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/903333341097975923/posts/default/3720643189303257154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veenaism-ness.blogspot.com/2008/12/absolutionsomething-random-i-found-from.html' title='Absolution.(something random i found from 21/12/08) -im gonna miss my oven'/><author><name>THEkarven</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qjp8E4PGuPw/SUTJEp5ax6I/AAAAAAAAD8I/40pVpHfsz4g/S220/18.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-903333341097975923.post-3586646038405093895</id><published>2010-03-11T17:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T18:07:56.198+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its bad that i miss you. But its true.</title><content type='html'>My cousin was hanging around me a couple of weekends ago when i was at the PC so i asked her to camwhore with me. I actually trained her when i was two,and i did a blog post about it, but i cant find it. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, as i was looking for the post, i read through my older posts. The later ones are actually picture-less cause ive deleted them, and im sad now cause i really wanna see what i was talking about. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i used to use white fonts, so i had to read everything highlighted. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was actually looking for posts when i was in, whats a less cheesy word?, &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;(enter substitute for love). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You know how they say you never forget your first love? I hate myself for not forgetting sometimes, but then, i think of all the good things, and there's just &lt;b&gt;SO&lt;/b&gt; many. meh. im missing stuff now. :( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I like this post. It was from the &lt;a href="http://veenaism-ness.blogspot.com/2007/09/so-long-farewell-we-wear-paper-faces.html#links"&gt;prefects farewell in 2007&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was so funny. I dont think im that funny anymore. boo hoo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, and i as much i as tried, i couldnt find a post where i wrote about how i felt. like deep down. Like in an emotional way. So all i have to remember of those times, are the memories in my head. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wish i had more. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On a lighter note. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S5i3PukxdFI/AAAAAAAAMTE/JP_f2eXoXcw/s1600-h/2010-02-28-48031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S5i3PukxdFI/AAAAAAAAMTE/JP_f2eXoXcw/s400/2010-02-28-48031.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447305230132802642" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S5i3P_p3bMI/AAAAAAAAMTM/jWjnMeOLTpc/s1600-h/2010-02-28-48044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S5i3P_p3bMI/AAAAAAAAMTM/jWjnMeOLTpc/s400/2010-02-28-48044.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447305234717568194" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S5i3orLEIvI/AAAAAAAAMTU/6zgehKifu80/s1600-h/2010-02-28-48102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S5i3orLEIvI/AAAAAAAAMTU/6zgehKifu80/s400/2010-02-28-48102.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447305658716398322" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S5i3o4OwNSI/AAAAAAAAMTc/SqnPEc8thEI/s1600-h/2010-02-28-48126.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S5i3o4OwNSI/AAAAAAAAMTc/SqnPEc8thEI/s400/2010-02-28-48126.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447305662221530402" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its a womans world. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;[url=http://g.imageshack.us/g.php?h=98&amp;i=dsc01036tm4.jpg][img=http://img98.imageshack.us/img98/2839/dsc01036tm4.16052f3624.jpg][/url]&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/903333341097975923-3586646038405093895?l=veenaism-ness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veenaism-ness.blogspot.com/feeds/3586646038405093895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=903333341097975923&amp;postID=3586646038405093895&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/903333341097975923/posts/default/3586646038405093895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/903333341097975923/posts/default/3586646038405093895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veenaism-ness.blogspot.com/2010/03/its-bad-that-i-miss-you-but-its-true.html' title='Its bad that i miss you. But its true.'/><author><name>veena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16330721193858423937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SsMh2PEc1aI/AAAAAAAALBU/1nB4loVn8Os/S220/P1060776-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S5i3PukxdFI/AAAAAAAAMTE/JP_f2eXoXcw/s72-c/2010-02-28-48031.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-903333341097975923.post-6655020355563175158</id><published>2010-03-11T14:23:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T17:06:03.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Im gonna pick the world up and drop it on your head</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;If it were humanly possible, id definitely give it a shot  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ive been disconnected from the cyber world for more than a week cause first my streamyx modem got murdered and then, probably at the same time but i didnt notice it till i got my new modem, i found my ethernet link was busted. Apparently i needed a new network card. meh. Oh well, im back. Got myself a new external HD too. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No more lagging PC's ftw! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Latest book buys!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S5iwm4u-05I/AAAAAAAAMSk/8LI5uhtPPu8/s1600-h/P1080611.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S5iwm4u-05I/AAAAAAAAMSk/8LI5uhtPPu8/s400/P1080611.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447297931415573394" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mega members sale at MPH. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, im suddenly very interested in cooking and baking. Yay for indian food by me! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;(am not an oreo)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last friday i met up with Jits and Kar Heng for dinner and Mahjong at Kar Hengs place. Super fun hearing about the boys' driving test experiences. Laughed so hard! :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S5illGJk1RI/AAAAAAAAMQs/8Ft8wuHxnks/s1600-h/P1080577.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S5illGJk1RI/AAAAAAAAMQs/8Ft8wuHxnks/s400/P1080577.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447285806029133074" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S5ilmDz7kpI/AAAAAAAAMQ0/tfP-ey9YRe8/s1600-h/P1080578.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S5ilmDz7kpI/AAAAAAAAMQ0/tfP-ey9YRe8/s400/P1080578.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447285822581346962" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Couldn't ask for a greater pair of guy friends. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and last saturday, Ollie,Karven,Elle,Kamal and I went to Changkat for dinner and drinks then went to Devi's for i dont know what. -.- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had dinner at Pallete Palette/Palette Pallete &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;(can never remember which comes first) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;with Ollie and Kamal joined us later, thus, he isnt in any pictures. heh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S5ilnMqyZLI/AAAAAAAAMRE/lR3rEDen-_w/s1600-h/P1080587.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S5ilnMqyZLI/AAAAAAAAMRE/lR3rEDen-_w/s400/P1080587.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447285842138784946" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S5ilnWELiDI/AAAAAAAAMRM/9jd0Bw_iSdU/s1600-h/P1080593.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S5ilnWELiDI/AAAAAAAAMRM/9jd0Bw_iSdU/s400/P1080593.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447285844661209138" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S5ilmXBaRlI/AAAAAAAAMQ8/jZx85G40bRY/s1600-h/P1080584.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S5ilmXBaRlI/AAAAAAAAMQ8/jZx85G40bRY/s400/P1080584.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447285827738158674" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Elle ordered pasta primavera&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt; (sauce with tomatoes) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;but what she wanted was creamy sauce which is carbonara. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When her food arrived, even&lt;b&gt; BEFORE&lt;/b&gt; the waitress had set her plate down, Elle yelled&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt; (im not exaggerating this time)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt; " I DONT WANT THIS! What is thissss?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The waitress was super shocked. Cant blame her, so were all of us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The woman has lost it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then when she wanted to ask for a refill for myself and her, she said&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt; "Can i have more water first"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt; *pause*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt; *looked at me with a mortified face*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt; " I mean PLEASE"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;(oh it doesnt end here) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the way there, in the car, she wanted to tell me something, so she kept going &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;"Short short short short short short short short short &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;*x tenbillion*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; short cut"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its what makes her special. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For some reason, during dinner, we started reminiscing about high school and our greatest falls. Literally. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;All the trips and slips and thunderous drops. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Poor Ollie, he stoned every once in a while, and when we explained he would laugh. I dont know if it was genuine laughter or nervous laughter in fear of us. heh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Esther was supposed to be there to but was otherwise pre-occupied. :( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;JAKE in flashback mode is an acquired taste. I assure you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S5iurRK8a8I/AAAAAAAAMR8/0OFxpcRtvi8/s1600-h/P1080600.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S5iurRK8a8I/AAAAAAAAMR8/0OFxpcRtvi8/s400/P1080600.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447295807671528386" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S5iusNt4D3I/AAAAAAAAMSE/K0nvIiQrDXQ/s1600-h/P1080601.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S5iusNt4D3I/AAAAAAAAMSE/K0nvIiQrDXQ/s400/P1080601.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447295823924170610" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S5io2Wf5q8I/AAAAAAAAMRc/0WLxSNTyRW0/s1600-h/P1080595.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S5io2Wf5q8I/AAAAAAAAMRc/0WLxSNTyRW0/s400/P1080595.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447289401010400194" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our first lesbo moment pictaaa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S5io3PK9w3I/AAAAAAAAMRk/vaIpG6I-6Yk/s1600-h/P1080596.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S5io3PK9w3I/AAAAAAAAMRk/vaIpG6I-6Yk/s400/P1080596.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447289416223409010" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S5io3iFG8jI/AAAAAAAAMRs/BOI4GE8I1DA/s1600-h/P1080597.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S5io3iFG8jI/AAAAAAAAMRs/BOI4GE8I1DA/s400/P1080597.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447289421299118642" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Karven said she looks round when she smiles normally. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S5io4OQUGtI/AAAAAAAAMR0/SE6UaovwlYc/s1600-h/P1080599.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S5io4OQUGtI/AAAAAAAAMR0/SE6UaovwlYc/s400/P1080599.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447289433157278418" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The oval Karven we know and love. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S5iwlOnDn6I/AAAAAAAAMSM/g_JbmCXpnAI/s1600-h/P1080604.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S5iwlOnDn6I/AAAAAAAAMSM/g_JbmCXpnAI/s400/P1080604.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447297902928175010" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We met this tranny walking out, she looked SO much like elle i just HAD to get a picture with shim &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;(intended)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S5iwlrCjUyI/AAAAAAAAMSU/T6ondpTza5A/s1600-h/P1080606.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S5iwlrCjUyI/AAAAAAAAMSU/T6ondpTza5A/s400/P1080606.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447297910559691554" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S5iwmW1-7EI/AAAAAAAAMSc/O-X0y3-2JtA/s1600-h/P1080608.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S5iwmW1-7EI/AAAAAAAAMSc/O-X0y3-2JtA/s400/P1080608.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447297922318134338" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ignite your dreams and watch them go up in flames. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lucky we're good with fire. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;[url=http://g.imageshack.us/g.php?h=98&amp;i=dsc01036tm4.jpg][img=http://img98.imageshack.us/img98/2839/dsc01036tm4.16052f3624.jpg][/url]&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/903333341097975923-6655020355563175158?l=veenaism-ness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veenaism-ness.blogspot.com/feeds/6655020355563175158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=903333341097975923&amp;postID=6655020355563175158&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/903333341097975923/posts/default/6655020355563175158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/903333341097975923/posts/default/6655020355563175158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veenaism-ness.blogspot.com/2010/03/im-gonna-pick-world-up-and-drop-it-on.html' title='Im gonna pick the world up and drop it on your head'/><author><name>veena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16330721193858423937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SsMh2PEc1aI/AAAAAAAALBU/1nB4loVn8Os/S220/P1060776-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S5iwm4u-05I/AAAAAAAAMSk/8LI5uhtPPu8/s72-c/P1080611.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-903333341097975923.post-176150762684065720</id><published>2010-02-27T20:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T18:39:58.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What do you say to taking chances?</title><content type='html'>My week has been long. and exciting. and tiring. all at the same time. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So there's been alot of dance practices. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S4n3wJyf7PI/AAAAAAAAMNY/vrFVKbIN6Lw/s1600-h/DSC02288.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S4n3wJyf7PI/AAAAAAAAMNY/vrFVKbIN6Lw/s400/DSC02288.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443154031287463154" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S4n3w2a27EI/AAAAAAAAMNg/IPcINEnQgDs/s1600-h/DSC02292.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S4n3w2a27EI/AAAAAAAAMNg/IPcINEnQgDs/s400/DSC02292.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443154043267902530" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S4n3xVQcxrI/AAAAAAAAMNo/lR_YyAMAPYI/s1600-h/DSC02295.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S4n3xVQcxrI/AAAAAAAAMNo/lR_YyAMAPYI/s400/DSC02295.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443154051545745074" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lots of wanting to faint and more dancing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S4oWLY92-OI/AAAAAAAAMOo/MyCQZ8B-LPA/s1600-h/P1080534.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S4oWLY92-OI/AAAAAAAAMOo/MyCQZ8B-LPA/s400/P1080534.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443187484566943970" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lots of anxiety while waiting for ACCA to email me my results. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wanna see what i looked like waiting for my results?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S4ocHHQLsiI/AAAAAAAAMQk/mgwLOigwqPg/s1600-h/IMG_4913.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S4ocHHQLsiI/AAAAAAAAMQk/mgwLOigwqPg/s400/IMG_4913.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443194008162251298" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thats while the page was loading. Yes, i look like a wrinkled turtle. T_T &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Very stressful okay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, i passed! I did pretty okay by my standards la. Not some top scorer or whatever, but good enough to keep me smiling. So, say hello to the bona fide ACCA student. :) &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;(&lt;strong&gt;hello!&lt;/strong&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, after karaoke-ing and getting our results, Syd and I were pretty hyped, so we went shopping. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S4oWMI3g7mI/AAAAAAAAMOw/kdeVGbqESoE/s1600-h/P1080539.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S4oWMI3g7mI/AAAAAAAAMOw/kdeVGbqESoE/s400/P1080539.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443187497425235554" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then there was more dancing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S4oWNhpJs0I/AAAAAAAAMPI/z-DStTn8-zQ/s1600-h/P1080570.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S4oWNhpJs0I/AAAAAAAAMPI/z-DStTn8-zQ/s400/P1080570.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443187521255748418" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S4oZPVgP_RI/AAAAAAAAMQU/IqeEZSSKA-k/s1600-h/P1080571.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S4oZPVgP_RI/AAAAAAAAMQU/IqeEZSSKA-k/s400/P1080571.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443190850891808018" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and on thursday, Kamal joined us in the morning. While he was gym-ing. We danced. T_T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yea, my week was flooded with dancing. We're joining this competition. Yea. We're freaked out and we've lost our touch a lil. Thus even more freaked out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We ended up dancing for about 3 hours plus, then retired to Elle's to chill, have McD for lunch and watch TV. Then Jits picked us up at night for dinner in Taman Desa, by the time, we were all so dead, i dont even remember what i ate. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, we played Big Two, Bull Shit and Stack 'Em. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S4n3yTr8WLI/AAAAAAAAMN4/oM7m7TWQL0c/s1600-h/DSC02305.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S4n3yTr8WLI/AAAAAAAAMN4/oM7m7TWQL0c/s400/DSC02305.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443154068304058546" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S4n4dVH4RsI/AAAAAAAAMOg/_N3llTSvo3g/s1600-h/DSC02310.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S4n4dVH4RsI/AAAAAAAAMOg/_N3llTSvo3g/s400/DSC02310.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443154807424042690" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S4n4cLP4pRI/AAAAAAAAMOQ/oQgOPg3uAng/s400/DSC02308.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443154787593397522" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S4n4csTkSnI/AAAAAAAAMOY/zX4BhJOfEaY/s400/DSC02309.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443154796467210866" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why the shocked faces and loss of hands?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE&lt;/strong&gt; sickest Stack Em end result evaaa! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jit Siang has mad skills. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S4n3xzCQxrI/AAAAAAAAMNw/86BZQSfnJFw/s400/DSC02304.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443154059539302066" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*&lt;strong&gt;ITS WEDNESDAY THE 3RD OF MARCH&lt;/strong&gt;*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello. I left this post hanging for a while cause the lightning blew up my wireless modem. So while i wait for freaking Streamyx people to bring me a new one, i get to leech off my dads maxis broadband for a bit. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Oh, the dance competition that is supposed to be this saturday, got called off last night) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Im a wee bit disappointed but slightly relieved at the same time. I have exams in a week, and i was getting pretty stressed out. The girls and i have been spending so much time together, it was worth it anyway. And we're still gonna finish the dance and we'll put it on FB when its all good. :D Dancing JAKE lives! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyhoos, on saturday, Elle, Karven, Keith, Kamal, Ollie &amp;amp; his GF Kim, Phil and I went to 1U for some cage batting! We had dinner at the otak-otak place, that ive mentioned is yummeyh and the atmosphere and theme kick ass. Anyway, the cage batting was fun but tiring and slightly scary. heh. I kinda sucked. Yea. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S4oZPlOAcPI/AAAAAAAAMQc/zK1wNYMu0uU/s400/P1080572.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443190855110258930" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I shall go practice on my own, then ill pretend its my second time the next time i go with friends and bat like freaking Babe Ruth. Oh yeaaa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S4oYQNs-oMI/AAAAAAAAMPo/u0UCn574wNg/s400/P1080573.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443189766465953986" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think we were all pretty drained after cause we all kinda stoned when we were having drinks and shisha. The people at the table next to us were laughing like &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MAD&lt;/span&gt;. I &lt;strong&gt;REALLY&lt;/strong&gt; wanted whatever they were having, but our shisha apparently didnt have the &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;"good stuff" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whoo. Have an awesome week ahead people! Ive been having great week after week. Life is good. The fun shall be put on hold for awhile though. Time to hit the books again for the next two weeks. Aaron and Ben made me freak out yesterday when they told me about our final year Oxford Brooks University Degree. They take into account this years average of 6 papers &lt;strong&gt;ONLY &lt;/strong&gt;when we're graduating to determine if we graduate with a first class honors degree or not. :'( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Im freaking out &lt;strong&gt;ALOT&lt;/strong&gt;. Mum says me passing, enjoying my college life and just graduating with a degree is good enough for her,but to graduate with first class honors with a professional degree at 21? Thats something id like to achieve, so here's to wishful thinking and striving. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yea, im gonna be that super nervous stressed out girl i was in november last year again soon. Brace yourselves loves. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S4oWMkVNO-I/AAAAAAAAMO4/t0BWcw6-YC4/s400/P1080540.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443187504797531106" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ill just be. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Personally, I'm always ready to learn, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;although I do not always like being taught&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;strong&gt;Winston Churchill&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;[url=http://g.imageshack.us/g.php?h=98&amp;i=dsc01036tm4.jpg][img=http://img98.imageshack.us/img98/2839/dsc01036tm4.16052f3624.jpg][/url]&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/903333341097975923-176150762684065720?l=veenaism-ness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veenaism-ness.blogspot.com/feeds/176150762684065720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=903333341097975923&amp;postID=176150762684065720&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/903333341097975923/posts/default/176150762684065720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/903333341097975923/posts/default/176150762684065720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veenaism-ness.blogspot.com/2010/02/what-do-you-say-to-taking-chances.html' title='What do you say to taking chances?'/><author><name>veena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16330721193858423937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SsMh2PEc1aI/AAAAAAAALBU/1nB4loVn8Os/S220/P1060776-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S4n3wJyf7PI/AAAAAAAAMNY/vrFVKbIN6Lw/s72-c/DSC02288.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-903333341097975923.post-7398870022935241728</id><published>2010-02-26T23:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T23:17:11.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Im still me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;OMG &lt;/b&gt;people! I just googled myself &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;(random act)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; and i found my hi5 account from 5 years ago. I burst out laughing. The captions for my pictures, my profile, how i use to look, my &lt;b&gt;SUPER SHORT&lt;/b&gt; hair. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, i removed the captions, cause i couldnt take it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For a good laugh please click &lt;a href="http://bit.ly/9FlOJq"&gt;HAHAHA&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Please be reminded that i was young. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;alveena mary vennila a/p gnanapragasam anthony &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;[url=http://g.imageshack.us/g.php?h=98&amp;i=dsc01036tm4.jpg][img=http://img98.imageshack.us/img98/2839/dsc01036tm4.16052f3624.jpg][/url]&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/903333341097975923-7398870022935241728?l=veenaism-ness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veenaism-ness.blogspot.com/feeds/7398870022935241728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=903333341097975923&amp;postID=7398870022935241728&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/903333341097975923/posts/default/7398870022935241728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/903333341097975923/posts/default/7398870022935241728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veenaism-ness.blogspot.com/2010/02/im-still-me.html' title='Im still me.'/><author><name>veena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16330721193858423937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SsMh2PEc1aI/AAAAAAAALBU/1nB4loVn8Os/S220/P1060776-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-903333341097975923.post-4069456061448631570</id><published>2010-02-26T15:51:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T20:14:49.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ive been fragile for a long time. A big old hole inside my heart.</title><content type='html'>Last week, Elle and i met up with Hariz Bariz at MV.  We met, we walked around, we went into Boarders bookstore, huddled over a huge book on dogs, had tea at St.Cinnamon, had a long nice chat and laughed mad. Good times and signs of maturity. Ho-No. Gone are the days of creating The Karipap Boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is the dog i want. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S4d_JlhpuJI/AAAAAAAAMLw/mwTIEmHfwGA/s1600-h/P1080504.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S4d_JlhpuJI/AAAAAAAAMLw/mwTIEmHfwGA/s400/P1080504.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442458477369342098" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You know why? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S4d_KYDacCI/AAAAAAAAML4/qnTFVrut-b0/s1600-h/P1080505.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S4d_KYDacCI/AAAAAAAAML4/qnTFVrut-b0/s400/P1080505.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442458490932719650" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;'Cause she is the cutest thing ever. Im gonna try to teach my dogs to do this. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How hard can it be?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S4d_K3oK1kI/AAAAAAAAMMA/3JGW89V0KNw/s1600-h/P1080513.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S4d_K3oK1kI/AAAAAAAAMMA/3JGW89V0KNw/s400/P1080513.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442458499408385602" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I managed to teach Hariz. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S4d_LTCTQVI/AAAAAAAAMMI/TCaTOWQNXp4/s1600-h/P1080517.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S4d_LTCTQVI/AAAAAAAAMMI/TCaTOWQNXp4/s400/P1080517.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442458506765746514" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S4d_MDznWLI/AAAAAAAAMMQ/JIkbdS7oE2g/s1600-h/P1080521.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S4d_MDznWLI/AAAAAAAAMMQ/JIkbdS7oE2g/s400/P1080521.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442458519857486002" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At one point, a phone kept ringing and the ringtone was &lt;i&gt;"I know you want me"&lt;/i&gt; by Pittbull and it kept ringing at the same corner, but there was no sign of anyone OR a phone. &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;*spookaaayyy*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AND when i was taking this picture of Hariz and Elle, my cam didnt detect either of their faces but detected a face next to Elle. Evidently, there is no one there.&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt; *spoookaaaayyy-errrr*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S4ezb_wePJI/AAAAAAAAMNQ/U-GQifYEoRU/s1600-h/P1080523.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S4ezb_wePJI/AAAAAAAAMNQ/U-GQifYEoRU/s400/P1080523.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442515968253115538" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After meeting up with Hariz, Elle and I cabbed to Taman Desa to meet up with Kamal, Keith,Phil and Ollie. We had dinner at this Udon place opposite Desa Villa condo. The food was actually really good. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Elle and I shared cause we were still full. She divided the noodles equally into two bowls, then i realised i &lt;b&gt;REALLY&lt;/b&gt; wasnt hungry and asked her if she wanted more. and she went &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;"okaaay"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; with this really bitchy face. Then when i pushed my bowl towards her, she started taking noodles out of HER bowl then when i asked her &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;"&lt;b&gt;WHAT &lt;/b&gt;are you doing?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; she went, &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;"You wanted MORE right?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; -.- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then when i told her i was in fact giving HER more, she went &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;" OMG, i thought you were such a bizoitch asking me for more RIGHT after just looking at it and i divided it EQUALLY!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;See what kinda friend i have. She thought i was so mean to ask for more even before touching my own food. Hmph. Then we got into this long debate/trip down memory lane. I love those moments. It gets so funny. We went from when she allegedly tore my goosebumps story book, but she says she didnt and that the person that told me she did lied&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;(Std 1)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. To when i didnt buy manila card for our project fast enough&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;(Form 1).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; To her being a diva &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;(Forever&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;*joke*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;). To me forgetting to give her my food &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;(wth right, i know)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. The boys must have thought we were crazy, then Kamal turned to Keith and went, &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;"This must be what we sound like"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; I didnt really get it till later. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went back to my place after dinner to watch Saw VI. Yes, I've watched all the Saw's &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;('cept the 5th one. I realised after i watched the 6th)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; and i like em. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the movie, Keith and Kamal got into this heated discussion about why the guy didnt die right away after the end when the acid was pierced into his system and he instead started to disintegrate  from his waist down first. For the record, they were &lt;b&gt;WORSE &lt;/b&gt;then Elle and I. Ollie and i were talking right across them and they &lt;b&gt;STILL &lt;/b&gt;didnt stop. Funny as hell. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What finally made them stop?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S4eKSNkIwyI/AAAAAAAAMMY/IwsEesPcxlo/s1600-h/P1080526.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S4eKSNkIwyI/AAAAAAAAMMY/IwsEesPcxlo/s400/P1080526.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442470720184042274" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S4eKSp7cG3I/AAAAAAAAMMg/52sZu6NoOF8/s1600-h/P1080527.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S4eKSp7cG3I/AAAAAAAAMMg/52sZu6NoOF8/s400/P1080527.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442470727797971826" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pool for anyone and everyone and awesome dogs for the animal lover. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was pretty nice to just chill and stuff, since i was going mad over getting my results and stuff. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S4eKTbGZJxI/AAAAAAAAMMo/k5dPIVwahqI/s1600-h/P1080528.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S4eKTbGZJxI/AAAAAAAAMMo/k5dPIVwahqI/s400/P1080528.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442470740997252882" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The boys got out their lil shisha bong and heated the coal. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S4eKT0NCVZI/AAAAAAAAMMw/NuERyo--Njs/s1600-h/P1080529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S4eKT0NCVZI/AAAAAAAAMMw/NuERyo--Njs/s400/P1080529.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442470747736003986" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and we had ourselves a long long night. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S4eKUgRMC_I/AAAAAAAAMM4/GozB1TsHzjo/s1600-h/P1080530.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S4eKUgRMC_I/AAAAAAAAMM4/GozB1TsHzjo/s400/P1080530.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442470759564577778" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kamal here owned my Dogs. Pebbles &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;(the brown one) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;has never warmed up to &lt;b&gt;ANYONE&lt;/b&gt; that fast. Ever. And, with Dutchess, the smallest, she is afraid of everyone, or should i say was. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S4eyYcxBrLI/AAAAAAAAMNA/53xHV-xn-o8/s1600-h/P1080532.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S4eyYcxBrLI/AAAAAAAAMNA/53xHV-xn-o8/s400/P1080532.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442514807808961714" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S4eyZZ4_q-I/AAAAAAAAMNI/2BFbcKXBlvU/s1600-h/P1080533.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S4eyZZ4_q-I/AAAAAAAAMNI/2BFbcKXBlvU/s400/P1080533.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442514824216947682" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When my mum got home at 2ish, we had guitars out, live music going on with the shisha, the first thing she asked was &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Are you doing drugs?" &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hah. Mum. Priceless.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;beana. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I was empty it was all gone&lt;br /&gt;The birds would sing but made no sound&lt;br /&gt;Till I met you, found I was all wrong&lt;br /&gt;You picked me up right off the ground&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;[url=http://g.imageshack.us/g.php?h=98&amp;i=dsc01036tm4.jpg][img=http://img98.imageshack.us/img98/2839/dsc01036tm4.16052f3624.jpg][/url]&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/903333341097975923-4069456061448631570?l=veenaism-ness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veenaism-ness.blogspot.com/feeds/4069456061448631570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=903333341097975923&amp;postID=4069456061448631570&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/903333341097975923/posts/default/4069456061448631570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/903333341097975923/posts/default/4069456061448631570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veenaism-ness.blogspot.com/2010/02/ive-been-fragile-for-long-time-big-old.html' title='Ive been fragile for a long time. A big old hole inside my heart.'/><author><name>veena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16330721193858423937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SsMh2PEc1aI/AAAAAAAALBU/1nB4loVn8Os/S220/P1060776-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S4d_JlhpuJI/AAAAAAAAMLw/mwTIEmHfwGA/s72-c/P1080504.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-903333341097975923.post-2331450278816743036</id><published>2010-02-23T19:39:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T15:48:21.058+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just another day. Nothing in my way.</title><content type='html'>During the&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt; CNY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; holidays, Aaron invited us all to Rawang to prove to us that it isnt just some place we know exists but poses no appeal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I didnt actually think Rawang was a Kampung, but it was...different. It felt like i was in Batu Pahat, which was nice. Its like a mini city with the small town feel to it. Anyway, the drive there was as eventful as our time there. As usual, Soon Soon decided to use google maps and printed out the route &lt;b&gt;WITHOUT&lt;/b&gt; the toll. Which is basically, the old road and more confusing route. I dont understand it at times. Why choose a confusing route compared to a simple straight road? Men.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; -.- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, and Ben is &lt;b&gt;HORRIBLE &lt;/b&gt;with signboards. He doesnt pay attention to them, then once we go &lt;i&gt;PASSED&lt;/i&gt; the turning, he goes, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;THAT ONE&lt;/span&gt;! Fail. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We made it in the end la. Thanks to Syd's Mum. &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;THANK YOU AUNTY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. Who says women arent good with directions? I BEG to differ. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We waited for Aaron at Tesco, Rawang &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S4PI-sueK7I/AAAAAAAAMKA/rpDLPo6fjkQ/s1600-h/P1080478.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S4PI-sueK7I/AAAAAAAAMKA/rpDLPo6fjkQ/s400/P1080478.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441413754277211058" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S4PI-PcCJ9I/AAAAAAAAMJ4/7p1F_7cpV8A/s1600-h/P1080475.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S4PI-PcCJ9I/AAAAAAAAMJ4/7p1F_7cpV8A/s400/P1080475.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441413746415249362" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had breakfast, then went to Aarons house to excrete then went to Templars park for our hike. :) I was &lt;b&gt;SO&lt;/b&gt; looking forward to it, so i was all geared up, dressed appropriately and putting on my reeboks when i realised everyone else was wearing slippers. Apparently Aaron said it wasnt a jungle hike but just a flat hike all the way, which disappointed me thoroughly so i changed into my converse. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When we arrived at the park, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S4PI_HI73HI/AAAAAAAAMKI/uCm67DwFjcc/s1600-h/P1080479.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S4PI_HI73HI/AAAAAAAAMKI/uCm67DwFjcc/s400/P1080479.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441413761367530610" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it was &lt;b&gt;NOT&lt;/b&gt; a flat hike. Which made me very happy, but TOTALLY&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;regret wearing my converse. ugh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It felt so good, breathing in fresh air. I missed Scouts SO much at that moment. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S4Tfk9bchuI/AAAAAAAAMKQ/DcgPhKQdwMc/s1600-h/P1080480.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S4Tfk9bchuI/AAAAAAAAMKQ/DcgPhKQdwMc/s400/P1080480.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441720075828365026" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S4dTNPMb5FI/AAAAAAAAMK4/KzFuvkj3xsw/s1600-h/P1080485.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S4dTNPMb5FI/AAAAAAAAMK4/KzFuvkj3xsw/s400/P1080485.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442410161582629970" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S4dTOKo-c8I/AAAAAAAAMLA/6MIBUVupUOc/s1600-h/P1080492.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S4dTOKo-c8I/AAAAAAAAMLA/6MIBUVupUOc/s400/P1080492.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442410177540027330" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There were monkeys running around, but i was too scared to take pictures of them, so i captured the next closest thing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S4dTO3R7pmI/AAAAAAAAMLI/DFWmjumXliw/s1600-h/P1080495.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S4dTO3R7pmI/AAAAAAAAMLI/DFWmjumXliw/s400/P1080495.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442410189522970210" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;amazing resemblance.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The hike up was really good. Tiring, but good. There were four points of the waterfall where we could stop. We went all the way to the third stop, then the trek was a bit dangerous so we turned back. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;(The following pictures are all by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;a href="http://ximplixity.com/"&gt;Aaron&lt;/a&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S4PCJ62HrgI/AAAAAAAAMJA/LAnNe2l39xM/s1600-h/21045_1315145393518_1077194950_30947756_505099_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S4PCJ62HrgI/AAAAAAAAMJA/LAnNe2l39xM/s400/21045_1315145393518_1077194950_30947756_505099_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441406250464554498" style="cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The girls at pit stop numero uno. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S4PCKY58i_I/AAAAAAAAMJI/v4XA6AaSlKY/s1600-h/21045_1315145513521_1077194950_30947759_7332266_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S4PCKY58i_I/AAAAAAAAMJI/v4XA6AaSlKY/s400/21045_1315145513521_1077194950_30947759_7332266_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441406258533665778" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S4PCLMktCMI/AAAAAAAAMJQ/xs5IA_ozRRU/s1600-h/21045_1315145793528_1077194950_30947765_2528929_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S4PCLMktCMI/AAAAAAAAMJQ/xs5IA_ozRRU/s400/21045_1315145793528_1077194950_30947765_2528929_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441406272403212482" style="cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This woman right here, wanted to &lt;b&gt;KO&lt;/b&gt; after the first stop. Fail. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S4PCLhYFSqI/AAAAAAAAMJY/IzTpuo_Tlk0/s1600-h/21045_1315145873530_1077194950_30947767_2414869_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S4PCLhYFSqI/AAAAAAAAMJY/IzTpuo_Tlk0/s400/21045_1315145873530_1077194950_30947767_2414869_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441406277987420834" style="cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We ended our hike here. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S4PCL92-MJI/AAAAAAAAMJg/T_oREhAL7KY/s1600-h/21045_1315145913531_1077194950_30947768_228066_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S4PCL92-MJI/AAAAAAAAMJg/T_oREhAL7KY/s400/21045_1315145913531_1077194950_30947768_228066_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441406285633171602" style="cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S4PI8yEFqHI/AAAAAAAAMJo/4qENIxYJ3BA/s1600-h/21045_1315145953532_1077194950_30947769_4886059_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S4PI8yEFqHI/AAAAAAAAMJo/4qENIxYJ3BA/s400/21045_1315145953532_1077194950_30947769_4886059_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441413721350318194" style="cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Broga next you guys? :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Feeling super tired when we finally got back to the car, we headed to Aaron's uncle's restaurant for lunch. The food was super yummy. Th fish was real good. nyam nyam nyam. Then we went back to Aarons place to shower and wait for his high school friends for his open house. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While we waited, we played Mahjong. It took me a while to learn and get used to it. At one point, Aaron turned to me and said &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;"Why are you indian?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;T_T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, you'll be pleased to know, i now know and understand the game of Mahjong.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After several wins and losses we went to socialise. We played blackjack. Guess who the big winner was? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S4d6Zbbhl1I/AAAAAAAAMLo/OGUb8oGP2ag/s1600-h/IMG_0071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S4d6Zbbhl1I/AAAAAAAAMLo/OGUb8oGP2ag/s400/IMG_0071.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442453251979056978" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;*gloat gloat gloat*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;*humbled*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We also had a mini birthday celebration for Ben and Aaron's teacher that was there as well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S4dbNSJ_WoI/AAAAAAAAMLg/guOeHkdbQ14/s1600-h/21045_1315156753802_1077194950_30947788_7455493_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S4dbNSJ_WoI/AAAAAAAAMLg/guOeHkdbQ14/s400/21045_1315156753802_1077194950_30947788_7455493_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442418958470699650" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S4dbMSkzt2I/AAAAAAAAMLQ/xrsYM0KRQCQ/s1600-h/21045_1315156913806_1077194950_30947792_1068321_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S4dbMSkzt2I/AAAAAAAAMLQ/xrsYM0KRQCQ/s400/21045_1315156913806_1077194950_30947792_1068321_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442418941403314018" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, the big hulk im looking at is Shaz. hee hee. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was an Uh-May-Zing day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S4dbMxU8zzI/AAAAAAAAMLY/_3BvC8ovCV8/s1600-h/21045_1315156833804_1077194950_30947790_3782736_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S4dbMxU8zzI/AAAAAAAAMLY/_3BvC8ovCV8/s400/21045_1315156833804_1077194950_30947790_3782736_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442418949658300210" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A. Long. Fun. Tiring. Exciting. Awesome. Day. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S4PI9UALrtI/AAAAAAAAMJw/WhsXSvymjPQ/s1600-h/21045_1315146153537_1077194950_30947773_4486370_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S4PI9UALrtI/AAAAAAAAMJw/WhsXSvymjPQ/s400/21045_1315146153537_1077194950_30947773_4486370_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441413730460741330" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;beena&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;[url=http://g.imageshack.us/g.php?h=98&amp;i=dsc01036tm4.jpg][img=http://img98.imageshack.us/img98/2839/dsc01036tm4.16052f3624.jpg][/url]&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/903333341097975923-2331450278816743036?l=veenaism-ness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veenaism-ness.blogspot.com/feeds/2331450278816743036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=903333341097975923&amp;postID=2331450278816743036&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/903333341097975923/posts/default/2331450278816743036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/903333341097975923/posts/default/2331450278816743036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veenaism-ness.blogspot.com/2010/02/just-another-day-nothing-in-my-way.html' title='Just another day. Nothing in my way.'/><author><name>veena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16330721193858423937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SsMh2PEc1aI/AAAAAAAALBU/1nB4loVn8Os/S220/P1060776-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S4PI-sueK7I/AAAAAAAAMKA/rpDLPo6fjkQ/s72-c/P1080478.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-903333341097975923.post-1462202796681294376</id><published>2010-02-21T11:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T11:08:31.509+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Head underwater, now i cant breathe. It never felt so good.</title><content type='html'>You should know, i started this post, then blogger decided to not save it for me. This blame on blogger is very legit, unlike in the case of Elle Vs. Blogger, where Elle claimed blogger had deleted her&lt;b&gt; LONG&lt;/b&gt; posts when in fact, she had typed them on MY blog. That was a good case, that was. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyhoo, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Karvens&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; birthday! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S3Uc33PQZHI/AAAAAAAAMGg/jL87VmDBUvM/s1600-h/IMG_6411.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S3Uc33PQZHI/AAAAAAAAMGg/jL87VmDBUvM/s400/IMG_6411.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437283871166063730" style="cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Twas an exciting day &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S3UZxgzQkLI/AAAAAAAAMFg/QyrMLOHp670/s1600-h/IMG_6381.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S3UZxgzQkLI/AAAAAAAAMFg/QyrMLOHp670/s400/IMG_6381.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437280463528956082" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;(points at esther)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S3Uc4JchriI/AAAAAAAAMGo/hXVLz29U0K4/s1600-h/IMG_6414.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S3Uc4JchriI/AAAAAAAAMGo/hXVLz29U0K4/s400/IMG_6414.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437283876053560866" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had dinner at Alexis in Bangsar. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I thought the food was alright, but the service was bananas man. The waiters were so rude and inefficient. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;random fun fact&lt;/b&gt;: &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;Difference between Flammable and Inflammable &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;Both words mean the same thing, i.e. that something can be set on fire.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font-size: 12px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;The reason for the confusion comes from people thinking that the prefix &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;in-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt; of inflammable is the Latin negative prefix &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;in-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;(which is commonly used in English, e.g. indecent). In actual fact, in this case it is derived from the Latin preposition &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;. It's easier to think about it with the word &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;inflame&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;. If you can inflame something, it is inflammable (inflame-able).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font-size: 12px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;In most cases it is better to just use flammable to avoid confusion and accidents. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday we were at Derricks for CNY and we played Cranium, which, by the way, is the best game &lt;b&gt;EVER&lt;/b&gt;! That was one of the questions posed to the other team. Did you know the answer? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Back to Alexis. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was super dark, and when we asked if they could turn on some lights, they said no. -.- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S3Uf9aJPRlI/AAAAAAAAMHA/u9ywsOxcuyE/s1600-h/IMG_6461.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S3Uf9aJPRlI/AAAAAAAAMHA/u9ywsOxcuyE/s400/IMG_6461.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437287264970294866" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S3Uf9oQiPzI/AAAAAAAAMHI/kdyIRVWqGus/s1600-h/IMG_6467.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S3Uf9oQiPzI/AAAAAAAAMHI/kdyIRVWqGus/s400/IMG_6467.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437287268758994738" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, i think this is when we gave Karven her present. She apparently couldn't stand the sight of it so she had to close her eyes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S3Uf-KxVn7I/AAAAAAAAMHQ/y3A4BzK3R30/s1600-h/IMG_6478.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S3Uf-KxVn7I/AAAAAAAAMHQ/y3A4BzK3R30/s400/IMG_6478.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437287278023385010" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After Alexis, we went to D'Lish. Yummeyhs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S4CXNDmlWFI/AAAAAAAAMH4/5SC_Qui4Q-U/s1600-h/IMG_6493.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S4CXNDmlWFI/AAAAAAAAMH4/5SC_Qui4Q-U/s400/IMG_6493.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440514600424790098" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S4CXNuHEt1I/AAAAAAAAMIA/aSjUAPyxUZ0/s1600-h/IMG_6524.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S4CXNuHEt1I/AAAAAAAAMIA/aSjUAPyxUZ0/s400/IMG_6524.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440514611835352914" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh yea. Woman rocking the Lomo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She was a real champion. She took picture after picture, only to find out later than she, in fact, took none. Ace! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S4CXOb07M_I/AAAAAAAAMII/Y7uBdDTxiBk/s1600-h/IMG_6571.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S4CXOb07M_I/AAAAAAAAMII/Y7uBdDTxiBk/s400/IMG_6571.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440514624107262962" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Horrid picture of me, but that is a Banana &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;(something i cant remember what)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; with Ice cream. Its actually uh-may-zing when served hot, but unfortunately, it was served, not very warm. :( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S4CXO9kwUSI/AAAAAAAAMIQ/Ui_Vr5GYj8E/s1600-h/IMG_6572.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S4CXO9kwUSI/AAAAAAAAMIQ/Ui_Vr5GYj8E/s400/IMG_6572.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440514633166246178" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think Karven looks damn sexy here. :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;JAKE Moments. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S4CeLZdeShI/AAAAAAAAMIY/wP20i1lbZCo/s1600-h/IMG_6587.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S4CeLZdeShI/AAAAAAAAMIY/wP20i1lbZCo/s400/IMG_6587.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440522268513815058" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S4CeLyOI2gI/AAAAAAAAMIg/id7QIDy9bb4/s1600-h/IMG_6588.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S4CeLyOI2gI/AAAAAAAAMIg/id7QIDy9bb4/s400/IMG_6588.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440522275160381954" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S4CeMXtmwpI/AAAAAAAAMIo/Wy53XqciJIQ/s1600-h/IMG_6589.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S4CeMXtmwpI/AAAAAAAAMIo/Wy53XqciJIQ/s400/IMG_6589.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440522285224477330" style="cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S4CeMxlgPKI/AAAAAAAAMIw/dMtPfTbaHVg/s1600-h/IMG_6593.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S4CeMxlgPKI/AAAAAAAAMIw/dMtPfTbaHVg/s400/IMG_6593.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440522292169817250" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S4CeNRmBtpI/AAAAAAAAMI4/gLxWtEOH70E/s1600-h/IMG_6599.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S4CeNRmBtpI/AAAAAAAAMI4/gLxWtEOH70E/s400/IMG_6599.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440522300761945746" style="cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The woman that makes you go, screw it lets go out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S4CXMqIwUyI/AAAAAAAAMHw/Jdnw_8DJjkI/s1600-h/IMG_6490.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S4CXMqIwUyI/AAAAAAAAMHw/Jdnw_8DJjkI/s400/IMG_6490.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440514593588794146" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;[url=http://g.imageshack.us/g.php?h=98&amp;i=dsc01036tm4.jpg][img=http://img98.imageshack.us/img98/2839/dsc01036tm4.16052f3624.jpg][/url]&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/903333341097975923-1462202796681294376?l=veenaism-ness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veenaism-ness.blogspot.com/feeds/1462202796681294376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=903333341097975923&amp;postID=1462202796681294376&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/903333341097975923/posts/default/1462202796681294376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/903333341097975923/posts/default/1462202796681294376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veenaism-ness.blogspot.com/2010/02/head-underwater-now-i-cant-breathe-it.html' title='Head underwater, now i cant breathe. It never felt so good.'/><author><name>veena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16330721193858423937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SsMh2PEc1aI/AAAAAAAALBU/1nB4loVn8Os/S220/P1060776-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S3Uc33PQZHI/AAAAAAAAMGg/jL87VmDBUvM/s72-c/IMG_6411.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-903333341097975923.post-4885377259685779074</id><published>2010-02-17T15:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T16:37:11.792+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Maybe its going to fast. Maybe its not meant to last.</title><content type='html'>Yea. i lied. Ive been either busy or tired so far, thus, lack of updates. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday, Elle and i met up for our first dance practice together in 2 years! Needless to say, we have lost a bit of our touch and are craving it. After the four hours we did yesterday, the results are 40% of the dance choreographed and me not being able to walk down the stairs or sit without bending &lt;b&gt;REAL&lt;/b&gt; slow then just plonking on the couch real fast to trick myself. T_T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yes. im in pain. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Im &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;VERY&lt;/span&gt; excited to go hiking tomorrow with the college gang in Rawang. We're finally gonna see where they make "&lt;a href="http://ximplixity.com"&gt;Aaron Kee's&lt;/a&gt;". Ive made cupcakes for the gang. Im yet to take pictures of them. I dont know why. meh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Navs is gonna pick me up later and we're going to Damansara Heights with his friend and Elle. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Im in the mood for flashbacks.Maybe ill do one this weekend.  What say you? Here's a little taste. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S3uqNo2-2AI/AAAAAAAAMHo/dvDc3AgFWC0/s1600-h/alveena+n+jun-elle+showin+how+much+they+suffered..enuf+said!!.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S3uqNo2-2AI/AAAAAAAAMHo/dvDc3AgFWC0/s400/alveena+n+jun-elle+showin+how+much+they+suffered..enuf+said!!.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439128126263056386" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;veena&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;[url=http://g.imageshack.us/g.php?h=98&amp;i=dsc01036tm4.jpg][img=http://img98.imageshack.us/img98/2839/dsc01036tm4.16052f3624.jpg][/url]&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/903333341097975923-4885377259685779074?l=veenaism-ness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veenaism-ness.blogspot.com/feeds/4885377259685779074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=903333341097975923&amp;postID=4885377259685779074&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/903333341097975923/posts/default/4885377259685779074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/903333341097975923/posts/default/4885377259685779074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veenaism-ness.blogspot.com/2010/02/maybe-its-going-to-fast-maybe-its-not.html' title='Maybe its going to fast. Maybe its not meant to last.'/><author><name>veena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16330721193858423937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SsMh2PEc1aI/AAAAAAAALBU/1nB4loVn8Os/S220/P1060776-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S3uqNo2-2AI/AAAAAAAAMHo/dvDc3AgFWC0/s72-c/alveena+n+jun-elle+showin+how+much+they+suffered..enuf+said!!.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-903333341097975923.post-3580765690992038934</id><published>2010-02-12T17:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T18:10:19.689+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You're an explosion.</title><content type='html'>whoo. dead blog revival time! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;CNY holidays have started. Happy Chinese New Year in advance everyone! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, ive been having a &lt;b&gt;REALLY&lt;/b&gt; uncomfortable feeling at my right knee. I went to get it checked out at the Physio yesterday and the diagnosis is that, my joint bones are rubbing against each other. Apparently, they've been that way like forever,but because i was always dancing or playing volleyball in school, it kept my bones smooth or something like that. In college i dont play ANY sports and i have NO time to dance. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, till now. &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;JAKE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; have decided to crank out the moves soon. woo hoo. Ive got the music, and ive started the choreography and once the girls are back from CNY, we're gonna hit the studio! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Im SO nervous, cause we havent done this in almost 2 years! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I should have choreographed a whole lot today, but the PC got to me. Im playing UNO on FB. Ho-No. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First progress tests are over with. Im pretty sure i failed my F5. Basically because i didnt sit for the paper. I was oober sick. My immune system is being very mean to me this year. meh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Holidays are till teh 22nd. &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;YES!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Results out on the 22nd. &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;NO! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ugh. Tre' nervous about results and the dance. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Updates on Karven's 19th will be coming soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh and an early wish to sweetpea who turns 19 tomorrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S3UoZFJ_SzI/AAAAAAAAMHg/U6ANib6QS3Q/s1600-h/P1080409.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S3UoZFJ_SzI/AAAAAAAAMHg/U6ANib6QS3Q/s400/P1080409.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437296536465656626" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have an awesome one! You. Are. Super. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's an empty promise to update regularly. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S3Unbn9fCwI/AAAAAAAAMHY/1oq1-Gj7-R4/s1600-h/IMG_6567.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S3Unbn9fCwI/AAAAAAAAMHY/1oq1-Gj7-R4/s400/IMG_6567.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437295480656562946" style="cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;beeenaaaaa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;[url=http://g.imageshack.us/g.php?h=98&amp;i=dsc01036tm4.jpg][img=http://img98.imageshack.us/img98/2839/dsc01036tm4.16052f3624.jpg][/url]&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/903333341097975923-3580765690992038934?l=veenaism-ness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veenaism-ness.blogspot.com/feeds/3580765690992038934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=903333341097975923&amp;postID=3580765690992038934&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/903333341097975923/posts/default/3580765690992038934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/903333341097975923/posts/default/3580765690992038934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veenaism-ness.blogspot.com/2010/02/youre-explosion.html' title='You&apos;re an explosion.'/><author><name>veena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16330721193858423937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SsMh2PEc1aI/AAAAAAAALBU/1nB4loVn8Os/S220/P1060776-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S3UoZFJ_SzI/AAAAAAAAMHg/U6ANib6QS3Q/s72-c/P1080409.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-903333341097975923.post-5838597829129124565</id><published>2010-01-28T22:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T22:48:03.217+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All the crazy shit we do tonight,those will be the best memories.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I just downloaded One Love. David Guetta's album. Its like, awesome. I. Need. To. Dance. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wanted to join this dance competition, all i would have had to do was to submit a video of me dancing my choreography to this song posted on the axn asia website. I would also have to be 21. Apparently, 18 isnt good enough nowadays.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;I dont wanna be a part of this system! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;I just wanna take it,and throw it on the ground. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, since my stress outlet has been cruelly cemented, all i have left is &lt;b&gt;LOTS&lt;/b&gt; of tax and law homework. meh. I kinda dislike my tax lecturer. During out 1st class, she claimed she wanted to treat us like adults. A day in the class of...her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;"Understand?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;*silence and nods*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;"UN-DER-STAAAAAND?!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;"ye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;*groans*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;essss"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;"Get it?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"yes"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"GET IT?!?!?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So adult like right? I mean, doesnt your boss do that to you at your meetings?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Im sure the partners at Ernst &amp;amp; Young question their auditors like that. -.- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First, we dont answer, then she drags her words, so we answer the next time, but is that good enough? Nope. She wants it &lt;b&gt;LOUD&lt;/b&gt; too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss male lecturers. Mr.Akbar who was a bore last year, is a freaking treat now. He's suddenly an equivalent of freaking &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;(insert your fave comedians name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;) . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;I wanna take my homework, and throw it on the ground. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was on the phone with Elle during a break in the &lt;b&gt;SUPER&lt;/b&gt; uncomfortable lecture theatre the other day, and i was telling her about this significantly good looking guy in my college that i saw eating a girls hand. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;By eating i mean, kissing intently. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The next time i saw this guy, he was groping this other girl. I think this guy might just be my source of entertainment in college when im people watching or staring blankly into space, cause there he'll be, consuming another girl. By consuming, you know what i mean. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;Guys like him should be thrown on the ground. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One of my classmates came up to Aaron and said &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;"My friend in psycho is doing a survey"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Upon hearing that, i couldnt help but burst out laughing. Im picturing a girl from some asylum handing out surveys. Apparently, he didnt find his sentence funny. So i repeated it, and laughed to myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; As if that wasnt enough to keep me thinking about it and giggling during the rest of class, Soon Soon passed the survey to Ben and said &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;"A psycho girl needs your help"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Im sitting here, laughing to myself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;I think ill just go and fall on the ground. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, if you think ive gone crazy, you may be right. But in any case, watch this video. It'll make your day. &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;(thank you elleh belleh who thanked estaaah, so thank you estaaah)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RMLwUItWmYo&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RMLwUItWmYo&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;veena. an ADULT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;[url=http://g.imageshack.us/g.php?h=98&amp;i=dsc01036tm4.jpg][img=http://img98.imageshack.us/img98/2839/dsc01036tm4.16052f3624.jpg][/url]&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/903333341097975923-5838597829129124565?l=veenaism-ness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veenaism-ness.blogspot.com/feeds/5838597829129124565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=903333341097975923&amp;postID=5838597829129124565&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/903333341097975923/posts/default/5838597829129124565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/903333341097975923/posts/default/5838597829129124565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veenaism-ness.blogspot.com/2010/01/all-crazy-shit-we-do-tonightthose-will.html' title='All the crazy shit we do tonight,those will be the best memories.'/><author><name>veena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16330721193858423937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SsMh2PEc1aI/AAAAAAAALBU/1nB4loVn8Os/S220/P1060776-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-903333341097975923.post-5053995012125670382</id><published>2010-01-19T22:36:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T14:41:21.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hearts were mever meant to race</title><content type='html'>oh hello people. yes ive been MIA. Im planning to be for a while. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Classes hit me like a &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;tornado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Im either too tired or too lazy to use the PC. Ive been connected with the cyber world with my phone and wifi, so the only thing i havent been updating is my blog. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;UPDATES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ive been digging up awesome tracks by 3Oh!3 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Im not your boyfriend baby is my fave at the moment. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, and go listen to K$sha's, Your love is my drug. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Im starting to enjoy Law. Ho-no! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The other two papers im doing this sem are similar to papers i did in my last sem in CAT. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just realised im in ACCA now. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;MAJOR HO-NO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AI season is here. So are you keeping your pants off the ground?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss JAKE loads. I watched our last performance together the other day and got all nostalgic so i suggested we make our own &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;"Pants on the Ground"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; video. Only Elle has replied. boo hoo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S1fy1QaGFEI/AAAAAAAAMFI/b_Ixf0cUEhU/s1600-h/DSC02252.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S1fy1QaGFEI/AAAAAAAAMFI/b_Ixf0cUEhU/s400/DSC02252.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429074872569828418" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;edit! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its now THURSDAY! wee hee. Day off ftw! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So plan to make video today got destroyedddd! yes. emo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I might go to &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;Ikea&lt;/span&gt; and get new stuff to match the other new stuff. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think i might get a bean bag. Ive always wanted to get one, and now that im too old for one, im gonna get it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I get why i cant endure six hours of law but not 3 hours each of Law and Performance Management. Its the frickin Lecture Theater. For Law, we have the big one &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;(cause there's about 200 of us)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; so, the benches are cushioned. Still awkwardly positioned but definitely doesn't make your back, neck and arse hurt like a biotch. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S1fy2CZBkHI/AAAAAAAAMFQ/ZmawnQ9YtOM/s1600-h/DSC02257.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S1fy2CZBkHI/AAAAAAAAMFQ/ZmawnQ9YtOM/s400/DSC02257.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429074885987111026" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The other two papers are in the smaller lecture theater for about 90 of us, so the benches are all wood. As a result of 6 hours there yesterday and the day before, my ass is injured. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ive been looking for episode 13 from season 3 of Gossip Girl, and i just found out its only gonna be released on 8th of March. T_T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First exams in a weeks time. boo hoo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the Chinese New Year break, our first lecture is Law at 3pm on  February 22nd, a.k.a the day my results are out. We'll get them through email from ACCA around 12pm or so. So everyone who turns up for that Law class passed and if they dont, well, they didnt. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Im freaking out. Yes i am. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This past two weeks have been tre rough. Im finally recovering from my un-known sickness of a week. and ive been on an emotional roller-coaster. The ups were &lt;b&gt;VERY&lt;/b&gt; high up and the downs were &lt;b&gt;VERY&lt;/b&gt; down low. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh thank you &lt;a href="http://ximplixity.com"&gt;Aaron&lt;/a&gt; for being brutally honest, listening to my rants and helping me out of the hole i'd dug for myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Feeling better now if anyone cares. :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's something that's kept me smiling to myself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S1fy2Y0EOjI/AAAAAAAAMFY/ZVaTZlMkExo/s1600-h/DSC02259.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S1fy2Y0EOjI/AAAAAAAAMFY/ZVaTZlMkExo/s400/DSC02259.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429074892006111794" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My body knows how i feel, even my scars are hearts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"hearty" veena &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;[url=http://g.imageshack.us/g.php?h=98&amp;i=dsc01036tm4.jpg][img=http://img98.imageshack.us/img98/2839/dsc01036tm4.16052f3624.jpg][/url]&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/903333341097975923-5053995012125670382?l=veenaism-ness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veenaism-ness.blogspot.com/feeds/5053995012125670382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=903333341097975923&amp;postID=5053995012125670382&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/903333341097975923/posts/default/5053995012125670382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/903333341097975923/posts/default/5053995012125670382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veenaism-ness.blogspot.com/2010/01/hearts-were-mever-meant-to-race.html' title='Hearts were mever meant to race'/><author><name>veena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16330721193858423937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SsMh2PEc1aI/AAAAAAAALBU/1nB4loVn8Os/S220/P1060776-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S1fy1QaGFEI/AAAAAAAAMFI/b_Ixf0cUEhU/s72-c/DSC02252.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-903333341097975923.post-6992122410462527600</id><published>2010-01-09T10:59:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T18:25:45.141+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pour me a heavy dose of atmosphere</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was the last day i went out with the ladies and nick before classes start. Monday yo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Spending the weekend with the familia. Im such a good daughter. *&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;pats self on the back* &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, remember the mail i got from Nawal? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S0f5-9jRcHI/AAAAAAAAL60/30UCo6KxjpM/s1600-h/P1080326.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S0f5-9jRcHI/AAAAAAAAL60/30UCo6KxjpM/s400/P1080326.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424579136260763762" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S0f5_hoi8TI/AAAAAAAAL68/dnpHFsod1MM/s1600-h/P1080327.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S0f5_hoi8TI/AAAAAAAAL68/dnpHFsod1MM/s400/P1080327.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424579145946558770" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 292px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friday didnt go very much as planned. Firstly, Karven was late. So we &lt;b&gt;DEFINITELY &lt;/b&gt;missed our movie time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S0f6BUzsNPI/AAAAAAAAL7U/jEPOiNTK06A/s1600-h/P1080333.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S0f6BUzsNPI/AAAAAAAAL7U/jEPOiNTK06A/s400/P1080333.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424579176863380722" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S0g0TCtmIdI/AAAAAAAAL7c/kewKkOHjgr8/s1600-h/P1080334.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S0g0TCtmIdI/AAAAAAAAL7c/kewKkOHjgr8/s400/P1080334.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424643252918034898" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then, while we were talking about how crazy my current &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;"crush"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; is &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;(it is actually crazy and very funny)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; Elle noticed smoke coming from the hood of Nick's car. &lt;b&gt;NEVER&lt;/b&gt; a good sign. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We assumed the battery was out of water, or the radiator or anything to do with water, so we were all ready with water when we noticed it was a dry cell battery. damn kantoi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Did i mention this happened on the way to The Curve, through Taman Tun? Well, it was. Im sorry if we made the jam worse and you were stuck in it. heh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S0f6AWSsN5I/AAAAAAAAL7E/kN0tTQ5dUZ4/s1600-h/P1080330.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S0f6AWSsN5I/AAAAAAAAL7E/kN0tTQ5dUZ4/s400/P1080330.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424579160081971090" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We didnt stay there long, we could still start the car, so once the smoke subsided, Nick drove into the housing area and we waited for his dad there, but before that, just after Nick called his dad and before we went to the housing area, this dude on a bike, that looked very much like a mechanic came and started looking and poking at the engine and stuff. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S0f6AxDcRQI/AAAAAAAAL7M/oK2xgf05IGE/s1600-h/P1080332.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S0f6AxDcRQI/AAAAAAAAL7M/oK2xgf05IGE/s400/P1080332.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424579167265768706" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Times like these, the camera is always your friend. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He then took out his huge bottle of water and started pouring it on the engine, to see whether it had cooled down or if it was still ruddy hot im guessing. But nick, he actually &lt;b&gt;HELD&lt;/b&gt; the dude's hand and kept going&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt; "NO NO NO"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; and the guy kept going &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC6600;"&gt;"I mechanic laaaa, I mechanic!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHA. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After we moved, the mechanic followed us, and he started telling Nick about what he thought was wrong. Luckily i went out when i did, cause Nick was &lt;b&gt;COMPLETELY&lt;/b&gt; confused. The guy kept going&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC6600;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; "Over-had, Over-had"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and Nick looked at me and went&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt; "What overhead?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He was saying &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;"Overheat"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then he said things like &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC6600;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"temotat"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;"Themostat"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;,&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC6600;"&gt; "Lady-ter"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;-&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt; "Radiator"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;,&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC6600;"&gt; "Vri-Haw"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;- &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;"Very Hot". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S0g1yeZA1FI/AAAAAAAAL7s/7UJv0w_M0ro/s1600-h/P1080338.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S0g1yeZA1FI/AAAAAAAAL7s/7UJv0w_M0ro/s400/P1080338.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424644892435469394" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was the duly appointed translator. -.- Yes me. The &lt;b&gt;ONLY&lt;/b&gt; indian there, translating what the Cina Beng man was saying. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S0g38Z6DqXI/AAAAAAAAL70/2Nwho2I3BwM/s1600-h/P1080335.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S0g38Z6DqXI/AAAAAAAAL70/2Nwho2I3BwM/s400/P1080335.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424647262053837170" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S0g38wZMBvI/AAAAAAAAL78/De_06DkGgRE/s1600-h/P1080339.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S0g38wZMBvI/AAAAAAAAL78/De_06DkGgRE/s400/P1080339.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424647268089988850" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nick is excused because of his Philichino-ness, and the girls stayed in the car. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When we finally got him to go, and he grumbled and mumbled away, we called Nick's dad and their mechanic. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S0g39CjFzjI/AAAAAAAAL8E/Oz-PbzB9Y7Q/s1600-h/P1080342.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S0g39CjFzjI/AAAAAAAAL8E/Oz-PbzB9Y7Q/s400/P1080342.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424647272963362354" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Result of mosquitoes trying to kill me. I became the Mosquito huntaaaah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After Nicks dad got there, he was on the phone with Nicks mum and he said &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;"Some idiot said there might be something wrong with the Thermostat and he might be right" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHAH! &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;(Imagine that in a Phillipino accent. damn funny. )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; and &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;"Yes, Ill tell him to go and wait at the Curve, but he may not even make it to the Curve" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we didnt. T_T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We stopped at another housing area not far from the TV3 building.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, since the engine was &lt;b&gt;SUPER&lt;/b&gt; hot, we just chilled there till the mechanic came. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you know us well enough, you would know nothing gets us down when we decide we're gonna have fun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S0g6O-x7bYI/AAAAAAAAL8M/pAO-3HSxIUs/s1600-h/P1080343.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S0g6O-x7bYI/AAAAAAAAL8M/pAO-3HSxIUs/s400/P1080343.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424649780212755842" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This was when the first car honked at us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Karven was very angry. She uttered profanities. tsk tsk. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S0g6PVvWdxI/AAAAAAAAL8U/HgF-l_Tnrzg/s1600-h/P1080345.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S0g6PVvWdxI/AAAAAAAAL8U/HgF-l_Tnrzg/s400/P1080345.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424649786375960338" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is after some dude showed us the &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#9999FF;"&gt;"Rock"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; sign cause elle was doing it, so i showed it back. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some super nice car went by with a super cute guy. Young. But cute. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S0hCICC8g-I/AAAAAAAAMDY/7c7VFG7JAjI/s1600-h/P1080348.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S0hCICC8g-I/AAAAAAAAMDY/7c7VFG7JAjI/s400/P1080348.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424658456923374562" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S0hCImVFRrI/AAAAAAAAMDg/wXCph-8rt60/s1600-h/P1080349.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S0hCImVFRrI/AAAAAAAAMDg/wXCph-8rt60/s400/P1080349.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424658466663122610" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S0hCJf9fv_I/AAAAAAAAMDo/a9_9JjxKp70/s1600-h/P1080350.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S0hCJf9fv_I/AAAAAAAAMDo/a9_9JjxKp70/s400/P1080350.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424658482133450738" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another honker. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S0g6P5Ray-I/AAAAAAAAL8c/NhyCwsBONpY/s1600-h/P1080346.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S0g6P5Ray-I/AAAAAAAAL8c/NhyCwsBONpY/s400/P1080346.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424649795914091490" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Things like these don't kill the spirit of camwhores. :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Super distressed can?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S0hN148ZIeI/AAAAAAAAMD4/SMbxYFazxWk/s1600-h/P1080353.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S0hN148ZIeI/AAAAAAAAMD4/SMbxYFazxWk/s400/P1080353.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424671339381858786" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S0hN2Ytuw8I/AAAAAAAAMEA/II4YQo7eaS4/s1600-h/P1080354.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S0hN2Ytuw8I/AAAAAAAAMEA/II4YQo7eaS4/s400/P1080354.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424671347910296514" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S0hN2vjDS_I/AAAAAAAAMEI/hzaPwS3-n7o/s1600-h/P1080356.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S0hN2vjDS_I/AAAAAAAAMEI/hzaPwS3-n7o/s400/P1080356.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424671354039520242" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;eh, we actually look quite distressed. Not posing, foh reawl. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After Nick's mechanic arrived, we walked all the way to 1U. It didnt seem that far till we started walking. Meh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Got our movie for later. The Imaginarium Of Dr.Parnassus is really good. Sad to say, Heath wasnt the&lt;i&gt; PERFECT&lt;/i&gt; star for the movie. He was definitely good, but when Johnny Depp's part came &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;(though it was really short)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, it was like, &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;*BAM* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;it should have been him the whole movie. Jude Law was really weird for his part cause the guyliner and long hair was &lt;b&gt;SO&lt;/b&gt; not his thing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Collin Farrell's part was the longest after Heath's and he was pretty okay. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Elle and I aww-ed and sniffed at a few parts with Heath. He had me at &lt;i&gt;"10 things i hate about you". &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For lunch, we went to this place called &lt;i&gt;'The Otak-Otak Place'&lt;/i&gt;. The food was pretty good. Asian. Otak-otak the specialty, as if the restaurants name wasn't enough of a clue. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The theme of the place is&lt;i&gt; "Childhood"&lt;/i&gt; if you asked me. There were lil' toy soldiers, old school pencil sharpeners and there was a deck of &lt;i&gt;'Happy Family'&lt;/i&gt; on each table. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S0hN3KIPEMI/AAAAAAAAMEQ/G4NBNvUkrYA/s1600-h/P1080358.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S0hN3KIPEMI/AAAAAAAAMEQ/G4NBNvUkrYA/s400/P1080358.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424671361174802626" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S0hN3pP6c9I/AAAAAAAAMEY/RL4ezltqKlo/s1600-h/P1080360.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S0hN3pP6c9I/AAAAAAAAMEY/RL4ezltqKlo/s400/P1080360.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424671369528505298" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That was their Menu. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S0hRdsgc2FI/AAAAAAAAMEg/HqahAli0L9A/s1600-h/P1080362.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S0hRdsgc2FI/AAAAAAAAMEg/HqahAli0L9A/s400/P1080362.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424675321773086802" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S0hReLVKObI/AAAAAAAAMEo/sLH_7Co8SEg/s1600-h/P1080369.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S0hReLVKObI/AAAAAAAAMEo/sLH_7Co8SEg/s400/P1080369.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424675330047228338" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Served in Tiffin Carriers man!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This place is like, very Malaysian. They managed to incorporate most of the Malaysian cultures and they played old tamil,hindi,chinese,malay and english songs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was reminded of school, in form 4 i think, when we were studying Malay Literature, and our teacher let us watch this OLD malay film, and we were laughing like mad. P.Ramlee movies kick ass.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ill never forget that one line we kept repeating. Actually, i only remember the&lt;b&gt; END &lt;/b&gt;of the line, so technically i did forget, but still. Cobaan. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mild randomness-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;"Pick a friend who you would &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;"like"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt; to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;"accidently"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt; get stuck on an island with" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;From &lt;i&gt;'Friends Exposed&lt;/i&gt;' on FB, my cure for&lt;b&gt; EXTREME&lt;/b&gt; boredom. I found it funny. heh. Please pretend you're laughing. thankyou. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S0hReek5qaI/AAAAAAAAMEw/BHTt1MDdv9k/s1600-h/P1080373.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S0hReek5qaI/AAAAAAAAMEw/BHTt1MDdv9k/s400/P1080373.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424675335213525410" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S0hRe-ltDWI/AAAAAAAAME4/Px752--xufo/s1600-h/P1080375.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S0hRe-ltDWI/AAAAAAAAME4/Px752--xufo/s400/P1080375.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424675343806827874" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AWESOME sunset. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, so have you heard of the Church Arsons? Ah. Lets not fret. Things like this pass. Everyone is gonna get worked up, and everyone will question everyone else. I actually have a lot to say about it, but i shan't get myself worked up. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let the ignorant and childish do as they please. One party could just let it go and come to a compromise. The other shouldn't have resorted to violence and imbecilic acts. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So much for not getting worked up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S0hCJokFGRI/AAAAAAAAMDw/CWz4jMjOjvI/s1600-h/P1080351.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S0hCJokFGRI/AAAAAAAAMDw/CWz4jMjOjvI/s400/P1080351.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424658484442765586" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Think about the simple things in life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Things that make you smile or laugh out loud. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;Meditate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;Stabilise your life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Let it go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S0hRfPPrWsI/AAAAAAAAMFA/JERbxLUEUH4/s1600-h/P1080388.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S0hRfPPrWsI/AAAAAAAAMFA/JERbxLUEUH4/s400/P1080388.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424675348277844674" style="cursor: pointer; width: 276px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;veeeeenaaaaaa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;[url=http://g.imageshack.us/g.php?h=98&amp;i=dsc01036tm4.jpg][img=http://img98.imageshack.us/img98/2839/dsc01036tm4.16052f3624.jpg][/url]&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/903333341097975923-6992122410462527600?l=veenaism-ness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veenaism-ness.blogspot.com/feeds/6992122410462527600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=903333341097975923&amp;postID=6992122410462527600&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/903333341097975923/posts/default/6992122410462527600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/903333341097975923/posts/default/6992122410462527600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veenaism-ness.blogspot.com/2010/01/pour-me-heavy-dose-of-atmosphere.html' title='Pour me a heavy dose of atmosphere'/><author><name>veena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16330721193858423937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SsMh2PEc1aI/AAAAAAAALBU/1nB4loVn8Os/S220/P1060776-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S0f5-9jRcHI/AAAAAAAAL60/30UCo6KxjpM/s72-c/P1080326.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-903333341097975923.post-7915013713255914030</id><published>2010-01-06T21:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T22:00:14.918+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Obsessive. Compulsive.</title><content type='html'>I think my &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;"new year thing"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; for 2010 is correcting people. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I dont know if everyones english has gotten worse this year or i just didnt pay as much attention to it last year. For the past week, ive been so repulsed by so many things. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You know how they have signs for sales and discounts in stores? I even mentally correct the signs when i see them, then i dont buy anything from that store mainly because im so put-off. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And ive been correcting my friends. I feel so bad when i do it &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;(SORRY YOU GUYS)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; but i just think its my unspoken duty to tell them if they're grammatically incorrect or just pronouncing something wrongly. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;People are known to slowly hate people that do what im doing&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt; (PLEASE DONT HATE ME)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; but i cant help it okay! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But in my defense, if you're gonna say or write something, why not run through it again or use a dictionary? I use an online dictionary all the time. Maybe its because my mother corrects english for a living &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;(Copy Editor)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. Meh. She passed on a disease.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not like my english is super or whatever. I mean, Manglish goes totally undetected on my radar. Its just the &lt;b&gt;SUPER&lt;/b&gt; obvious things that jump out and pluck my eyes out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, you may now run through my posts and find all the mistakes ive made and shove it in my face. Like i said, i make mistakes too. I just thought id warn everyone about my new disease and that it &lt;b&gt;MAY&lt;/b&gt; not have a cure. O.O &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Though, being in ACCA might kill the need to correct. I just get this&lt;i&gt; 'tidak apa'&lt;/i&gt; attitude. When you're trying to soak in &lt;b&gt;EVERYTHING&lt;/b&gt; the person in front is going on about, English kinda takes a back seat. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then i'll be seen muttering the corrections to myself of cringing at incorrect pronounciations, or giggling at the outrageous ones. Thus, coming off as crazy. Great. Another thing to make people from other courses think ACCA students are mad. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We're &lt;b&gt;NOT&lt;/b&gt;!&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt; *defensive* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whoosh. Enough. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shock Value II by Timbaland is quite disappointing. Im very sad. Im gonna listed to Shock Value again.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I watched Sherlock Holmes yesterday. It wasnt as awesome as i thought it would be. I yawned at a few places. But other than that it was pretty good. Jude Law was really good in it. Robert Downing Jr.? nyeh. Once you give us something like Iron Man, Mr.Holmes just didnt cut it for me. He was tre' entertaining, just didnt get that &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;'WHOA'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;  i was expecting to give at the end. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I did a whole lot of cleaning today. My room was an utter mess since December 15th. But i was a good girl and cleaned and chucked everything unwanted. Including a WHOLE lot of clothes i never wear anymore. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I did go shopping at Pavillion with my mum yesterday though. Im in love with Cotton On. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got, two tanks, two pairs of tights, two pairs of skirts and two long sweaters that ive been wanting for a while now,  all for Rm308! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was very satisfied. Plus, i got this new bag from Accesorize. I wanted to get a small, sling bag that i could just chuck my wallet, keys and other necessities and run off to college, since i carry my books and stationery by hand. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Surprise in the mail yesterday. All the way from England, Nawal sent me a Christmas Card. It was oober sweet cause she didnt just write&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt; "Merry Christmas!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; but a note that is like, so personal, it makes you feel warm inside. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was super touched. Getting mail is my new favourite thing. Mail from ACCA kinda killed my love for snail mail, but mail from Nawal is awesome! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S0SVE7khrrI/AAAAAAAAL6k/R8YYr3LBDPE/s1600-h/P1070849-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S0SVE7khrrI/AAAAAAAAL6k/R8YYr3LBDPE/s400/P1070849-1.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423623763203829426" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mail loving veena &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;[url=http://g.imageshack.us/g.php?h=98&amp;i=dsc01036tm4.jpg][img=http://img98.imageshack.us/img98/2839/dsc01036tm4.16052f3624.jpg][/url]&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/903333341097975923-7915013713255914030?l=veenaism-ness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veenaism-ness.blogspot.com/feeds/7915013713255914030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=903333341097975923&amp;postID=7915013713255914030&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/903333341097975923/posts/default/7915013713255914030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/903333341097975923/posts/default/7915013713255914030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veenaism-ness.blogspot.com/2010/01/obsessive-compulsive.html' title='Obsessive. Compulsive.'/><author><name>veena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16330721193858423937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SsMh2PEc1aI/AAAAAAAALBU/1nB4loVn8Os/S220/P1060776-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/S0SVE7khrrI/AAAAAAAAL6k/R8YYr3LBDPE/s72-c/P1070849-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-903333341097975923.post-7214279623533039977</id><published>2010-01-03T23:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T23:28:58.509+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You have to show a look. Have a look. Or give a look.</title><content type='html'>Fashionista by Jimmy James is on repeat. Oh yeaaa. &lt;div&gt;There's a part in the song where he says Malaysia. YES! &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;(happy for our country's recognition)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My maid has gone back to Indonesia for a month, and my mum is on leave for a month. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thus, ive been forced to help out around the house. meh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ive gotta ask ben how his "duty" roster works, so ill make my brother work too. Fatty never has to do &lt;b&gt;ANYTHING&lt;/b&gt;! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, being the good child i am, ive been doing everything i dont usually do without being ask, so bangga sikit. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ive been spending the past few days with mumsie. And i will be till tuesday. Then im back to friends land. And then COLLEGE! I havent had enough of a break, but i dont mind getting back to classes. My calculator is talking to me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ooh, i got a new printer/scanner/copier/fax machine. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;Awesome par&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;-its like 4-in-1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Sucky part&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;- Ink costs a bomb and if one function goes kapoot the whole thing goes kapoot. meh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also decided to get an I-Touch. I dont know why ive decided this. I might decide to get it again later, but for now, i want to clear out my closet and get new clothes. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Undecided veena. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#9999FF;"&gt;"Im not your toy, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#9999FF;"&gt;This isn't another girl meets boy"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;[url=http://g.imageshack.us/g.php?h=98&amp;i=dsc01036tm4.jpg][img=http://img98.imageshack.us/img98/2839/dsc01036tm4.16052f3624.jpg][/url]&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/903333341097975923-7214279623533039977?l=veenaism-ness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veenaism-ness.blogspot.com/feeds/7214279623533039977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=903333341097975923&amp;postID=7214279623533039977&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/903333341097975923/posts/default/7214279623533039977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/903333341097975923/posts/default/7214279623533039977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veenaism-ness.blogspot.com/2010/01/you-have-to-show-look-have-look-or-give.html' title='You have to show a look. Have a look. Or give a look.'/><author><name>veena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16330721193858423937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SsMh2PEc1aI/AAAAAAAALBU/1nB4loVn8Os/S220/P1060776-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-903333341097975923.post-7518851973896338222</id><published>2010-01-02T16:48:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T19:37:24.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kick it into gear</title><content type='html'>I ended 2009 in the back seat of a car shouting at strangers and laughing and welcomed 2010 still in a car watching amazing fireworks all with people i adore with me. :) &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everyone seems to be recapping the year. I shan't do that. I &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;LOVED&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; 2009. Its been one of the best years ive had, with multiple new experiences, hardly any bad ones &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(thankfully)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and met amazing people and cherished all the amazing people ive had in my life for donkey years.  All the more reason to relive the memories you'd think? But, a memory is meant to last forever. If i keep reliving it, when its still so fresh in my mind, im afraid there wont be much of a memory to relive when i really want to. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So here's to looking forward, making more amazing memories and revisiting the past 5 years from now. Thats when a recap is special. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I woke up on New Years Eve with mixed feelings. Of fear and guilt to be specific. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I dreamt of getting my results from the exams i took in December. They're not due till February 22nd, but the thought of it must have been lurking in my subconscious mind. No surprise, i dreamt i flunked my audit paper &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;*shivers* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and the method of collecting results had "changed". In this method, we received our results from a lady at a desk, a separate desk for each paper we took.  Audit was the last i collected, and it was a white slip and it was marked with a huge red &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;FAIL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. :'( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Drama in dreamland. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another dream was of my friends that i have lost touch or more accurately didnt care to keep in touch with. They confronted me and i felt SO bad. :( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yea. I know. What a way to wake up on the last day of the year. pfft. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dreamland aside. Reality was drama-free. :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/Sz8MBsLoe6I/AAAAAAAAL20/LOTiCpzcZ1Q/s1600-h/P1080241.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/Sz8MBsLoe6I/AAAAAAAAL20/LOTiCpzcZ1Q/s400/P1080241.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422065699556719522" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Elle and I went to Mid Valley at about 3pm, checked into Cititel and met up with Leonard for lunch at Kim Gary. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had the cheese baked rice with pork but of course it wasnt even close to as good as the one at ChatterBox. mmmm. &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;*salivating*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/Sz8MCHX2wkI/AAAAAAAAL28/_dQyhUzRmrs/s1600-h/P1080243.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/Sz8MCHX2wkI/AAAAAAAAL28/_dQyhUzRmrs/s400/P1080243.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422065706855744066" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gooi is &lt;b&gt;EXTREMELY&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;(his sir name is Gooi)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; picky. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/Sz8MCgrDeVI/AAAAAAAAL3E/ayeE2I6UXWg/s1600-h/P1080250.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/Sz8MCgrDeVI/AAAAAAAAL3E/ayeE2I6UXWg/s400/P1080250.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422065713647155538" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The eyes are everywhere. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After lunch, Elle and i went to get ready before the rest joined us for dinner. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/Sz8MDGDaU8I/AAAAAAAAL3M/KhEhS-GdEfg/s1600-h/P1080251.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/Sz8MDGDaU8I/AAAAAAAAL3M/KhEhS-GdEfg/s400/P1080251.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422065723681428418" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Highest floor baby! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/Sz8MDaNyunI/AAAAAAAAL3U/GqgV2feLc5o/s1600-h/P1080253.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/Sz8MDaNyunI/AAAAAAAAL3U/GqgV2feLc5o/s400/P1080253.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422065729093679730" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/Sz8Tc4rBIRI/AAAAAAAAL3c/SjLHpQcVQUA/s1600-h/P1080254.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/Sz8Tc4rBIRI/AAAAAAAAL3c/SjLHpQcVQUA/s400/P1080254.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422073863347446034" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The guys at &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;Finnegans&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/Sz8TdQZ6iBI/AAAAAAAAL3k/XU7RZHiXhsE/s1600-h/P1080255.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/Sz8TdQZ6iBI/AAAAAAAAL3k/XU7RZHiXhsE/s400/P1080255.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422073869718161426" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/Sz8Td4gNy0I/AAAAAAAAL3s/BARIwA7SwGs/s1600-h/P1080256.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/Sz8Td4gNy0I/AAAAAAAAL3s/BARIwA7SwGs/s400/P1080256.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422073880482007874" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The girls at &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;Finnegans&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/Sz8TeD39FuI/AAAAAAAAL30/l9YTEqxredc/s1600-h/P1080257.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/Sz8TeD39FuI/AAAAAAAAL30/l9YTEqxredc/s400/P1080257.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422073883534366434" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/Sz8TeiCq9QI/AAAAAAAAL38/RcPNdroPNR8/s1600-h/P1080259.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/Sz8TeiCq9QI/AAAAAAAAL38/RcPNdroPNR8/s400/P1080259.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422073891632379138" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Elle Belleh and I. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;11 years and counting baby! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After dinner we went to check out this new club at Gardens called G Six, but it was filled with, the not so youthful, so we went to Bangsar to meet up with Navin, Hariish, their friend Nick, Esther, Din, Mahz and Wee Xian. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We chilled and talked and had a good catch up sesh at D'Haven and we lost track of time. This caused the &lt;b&gt;SUPER RUSH&lt;/b&gt; to The View on Bukit Pantai. And that is how i ended up welcoming the New Year in the back seat of Hariish's car with Elle and Aaron and Nick Tan shouting wishes at random strangers on the street.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We reached The View at like, 12.02am, so we didnt bother getting out of the car. People were standing all over the place, so we just drove all the way to the middle and watched the fireworks. It was awesome cause we saw the fireworks from Gardens, KLCC and some other place. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The atmosphere on New Years is the best. There were NO hooligans destroying the moment. Just a bunch of civilised people having fun the right way. Wishes all over the places from everyone and anyone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/Sz8WnkAeDXI/AAAAAAAAL4E/h8CzLPprYRw/s1600-h/P1080270.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/Sz8WnkAeDXI/AAAAAAAAL4E/h8CzLPprYRw/s400/P1080270.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422077345313721714" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First picture of 2010! zomg. i just realised this. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/Sz8WoO1mgrI/AAAAAAAAL4M/XwJfHZOjgaA/s1600-h/P1080271.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/Sz8WoO1mgrI/AAAAAAAAL4M/XwJfHZOjgaA/s400/P1080271.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422077356810863282" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hariish, Elle, Me and a VERY drunk Nick Tan. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He had his very first drink and his first &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;(4)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; smokes and was &lt;b&gt;VERY&lt;/b&gt; gone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Poor boy &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;(17)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; only had an AK-47. lmao! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/Sz8Wok05IFI/AAAAAAAAL4U/ZwMBaRXPjcI/s1600-h/P1080279.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/Sz8Wok05IFI/AAAAAAAAL4U/ZwMBaRXPjcI/s400/P1080279.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422077362713469010" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/Sz8Wo2pYYeI/AAAAAAAAL4c/m9qaPGFuGMg/s1600-h/P1080283.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/Sz8Wo2pYYeI/AAAAAAAAL4c/m9qaPGFuGMg/s400/P1080283.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422077367497023970" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Karven was here. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/Sz8Wpajcv0I/AAAAAAAAL4k/Y6D7Xoh1e1A/s1600-h/P1080284.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/Sz8Wpajcv0I/AAAAAAAAL4k/Y6D7Xoh1e1A/s400/P1080284.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422077377135820610" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some aunty helped us take this while Navin and Hariish were trying to rescue Nick. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As a blessing from God on New Years, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/Sz8ejDMpHtI/AAAAAAAAL40/tJIvUhx6xnI/s1600-h/P1080285.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/Sz8ejDMpHtI/AAAAAAAAL40/tJIvUhx6xnI/s400/P1080285.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422086063879954130" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a bird shat on Hariish. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHA. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were the last people still at The View, and we made standing at the side of the road talking and laughing the trend of the year according to Hariish. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/Sz8ejnZJ6CI/AAAAAAAAL48/Y-gBwkts_Lc/s1600-h/P1080286.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/Sz8ejnZJ6CI/AAAAAAAAL48/Y-gBwkts_Lc/s400/P1080286.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422086073596110882" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/Sz8ejxKg4GI/AAAAAAAAL5E/oOgNPxO4QEM/s1600-h/P1080287.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/Sz8ejxKg4GI/AAAAAAAAL5E/oOgNPxO4QEM/s400/P1080287.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422086076219056226" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After those shots, we went back to the cars. And at the cars, we stood and talked some more. According to Navin, we were being &lt;i&gt;"Indians"&lt;/i&gt; cause we kept saying bye but we never left. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eventually, we did leave, and we got back to the Hotel at about 2am? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We started playing the drinking board game we got for Kar Heng for Christmas at 3am after we all showered and finished watching Jumper. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then at 4am plus we played that game from &lt;i&gt;"The Inglorious Basterds"&lt;/i&gt; where you write a something from the category you've decided on and pass it to the next person who sticks in on their head without looking, then they get to ask 10 questions, then take the paper of their head and guess who it is. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/Sz8ekVBupqI/AAAAAAAAL5M/NXbKZUGKA3A/s1600-h/P1080295.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/Sz8ekVBupqI/AAAAAAAAL5M/NXbKZUGKA3A/s400/P1080295.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422086085845886626" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/Sz8ekVBupqI/AAAAAAAAL5M/NXbKZUGKA3A/s1600-h/P1080295.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That was oober fun! hee hee. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The drinking board game also had Truth or Dare. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Elle ran around the hotel corridor. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I licked Elle's ear. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nick licked his foot. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There was alot of other random stuff i cant remember now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We ended up going to bed at 6am. I fell asleep around 7am, and was up by 10.30am. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/Sz8lpVF1IAI/AAAAAAAAL6E/OnIQDShjofA/s1600-h/P1080319.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/Sz8lpVF1IAI/AAAAAAAAL6E/OnIQDShjofA/s400/P1080319.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422093868343828482" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/Sz8kCGqJVaI/AAAAAAAAL5c/MH_1sO63BD4/s1600-h/P1080307.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/Sz8kCGqJVaI/AAAAAAAAL5c/MH_1sO63BD4/s400/P1080307.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422092094943090082" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Elle and I wanted to do a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;RIP&lt;/span&gt; above Nick with our fingers. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/Sz8kDBqljcI/AAAAAAAAL50/YwukfEpDhKQ/s1600-h/P1080314.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/Sz8kDBqljcI/AAAAAAAAL50/YwukfEpDhKQ/s400/P1080314.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422092110782631362" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we couldnt figure it out. Lack of sleep you see.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Turned us into ghouls. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/Sz8kCQoIwfI/AAAAAAAAL5k/7sV-gljII0k/s1600-h/P1080308.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/Sz8kCQoIwfI/AAAAAAAAL5k/7sV-gljII0k/s400/P1080308.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422092097619018226" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/Sz8lpBu9TwI/AAAAAAAAL58/0VvN5X4Kqgg/s1600-h/P1080316.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/Sz8lpBu9TwI/AAAAAAAAL58/0VvN5X4Kqgg/s400/P1080316.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422093863147622146" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think Elle said something &lt;b&gt;SO &lt;/b&gt;dumb, i couldn't take the shock. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/Sz8lp5oVhsI/AAAAAAAAL6M/1WEqbdVDtiI/s1600-h/P1080320.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/Sz8lp5oVhsI/AAAAAAAAL6M/1WEqbdVDtiI/s400/P1080320.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422093878152234690" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I spent the rest of the first day of 2010 at my Aunts place in Pj with my mum and my two aunts. We had delicious food and watched TV. Well i slept for a coupla hours. But it was weely nice. Missed my Grandma's house. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I shall end this post with the awesomest Christmas presents from the loved ones. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/Sz8lqA_9aRI/AAAAAAAAL6U/JUkxU0bqI2E/s1600-h/P1080235.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/Sz8lqA_9aRI/AAAAAAAAL6U/JUkxU0bqI2E/s400/P1080235.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422093880130365714" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/Sz8lqjsBjEI/AAAAAAAAL6c/kywYHSkjQuY/s1600-h/P1080236.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/Sz8lqjsBjEI/AAAAAAAAL6c/kywYHSkjQuY/s400/P1080236.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422093889441991746" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh yeaaaaa! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Veena enjoying her Michael Buble fix. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;[url=http://g.imageshack.us/g.php?h=98&amp;i=dsc01036tm4.jpg][img=http://img98.imageshack.us/img98/2839/dsc01036tm4.16052f3624.jpg][/url]&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/903333341097975923-7518851973896338222?l=veenaism-ness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veenaism-ness.blogspot.com/feeds/7518851973896338222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=903333341097975923&amp;postID=7518851973896338222&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/903333341097975923/posts/default/7518851973896338222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/903333341097975923/posts/default/7518851973896338222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veenaism-ness.blogspot.com/2010/01/kick-it-into-gear.html' title='Kick it into gear'/><author><name>veena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16330721193858423937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SsMh2PEc1aI/AAAAAAAALBU/1nB4loVn8Os/S220/P1060776-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/Sz8MBsLoe6I/AAAAAAAAL20/LOTiCpzcZ1Q/s72-c/P1080241.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-903333341097975923.post-5935456283246584643</id><published>2010-01-02T13:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T13:35:47.114+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The wine and the song, like the seasons, all have gone.</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR EVERYONE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I started this post day before yesterday, but didnt do much besides uploading pictures, so im basically rushing to get it done before the 2nd of January. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(But blogger became mean and im now stuck completing it on the 2nd) &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mainly for &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;THE LIST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The List is basically a list of things each of us &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;(college gang)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; had to do given by the person who chose us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I chose Aaron, and i cant wait to see the pictures he took. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ben chose me, and unfortunately, i did like, 4/8 of the things he set out for me to do. &lt;b&gt;ALL&lt;/b&gt; with valid reasons, i swear. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So im mixing my Christmas post and &lt;b&gt;THE LIST&lt;/b&gt; post. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Day1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The brother sped through the misty morning and we met up with my dad at Penang. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I slept the &lt;b&gt;ENTIRE&lt;/b&gt; 1st day in Penang. That was fun. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That night, we went to Penang Club for Christmas Eve Dinner. The food wasnt &lt;b&gt;AS&lt;/b&gt; good as i expected, but it was still good. We went to the beach front bar at the Club after dinner. I love the sound of waves at night. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;THE LIST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: 1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#9999FF;"&gt;"Take a picture of yourself eating in a classy restaurant with your hands"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#9999FF;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lets just pretend The Penang Club is a classy restaurant. &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;(Ben's ENTIRE list is SUPER specific T_T)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SzsBCpq9lKI/AAAAAAAALzM/O91z8YGkioY/s1600-h/P1080149.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SzsBCpq9lKI/AAAAAAAALzM/O91z8YGkioY/s400/P1080149.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420927721527940258" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This was very embarrassing okay! There were people lining up next to me to get the lamb, and they had nothing better to do, so they watched me. wawawa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SzsBCwCBqhI/AAAAAAAALzU/SnBYIwSKu2E/s1600-h/P1080150_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SzsBCwCBqhI/AAAAAAAALzU/SnBYIwSKu2E/s400/P1080150_2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420927723235289618" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 265px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SzsBD28aIjI/AAAAAAAALzk/4lc9MqxcEec/s1600-h/P1080152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SzsBD28aIjI/AAAAAAAALzk/4lc9MqxcEec/s400/P1080152.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420927742270644786" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;with mum. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My family on Christmas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SzsE7aB3jfI/AAAAAAAALzs/VRfiHsN3c0s/s1600-h/P1080154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SzsE7aB3jfI/AAAAAAAALzs/VRfiHsN3c0s/s400/P1080154.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420931995116473842" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 273px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cameraman cannot make it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Before i end Day1, look what i found on the coffee table when i got back to the hotel. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SzsBCLznz9I/AAAAAAAALzE/v7nVyO5LuE0/s1600-h/P1080141.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SzsBCLznz9I/AAAAAAAALzE/v7nVyO5LuE0/s400/P1080141.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420927713511198674" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dad went with his friends the night before. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh memories. teeee heeee. such fun. &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;(10 times over, the EXACT same way, oh yeaaaa)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Day numero two. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SzsE79zZfJI/AAAAAAAALz0/UNc8Ty-4lKg/s1600-h/P1080156.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SzsE79zZfJI/AAAAAAAALz0/UNc8Ty-4lKg/s400/P1080156.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420932004719459474" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The view from my room. We stayed at Bayan Lepas, so yea, pretty far from the sea side.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Christmas Day, we went to pick my aunt, uncle and cousin from the bus station and went for lunch. &lt;b&gt;MY&lt;/b&gt; Christmas lunch? Mee Goreng. The best friggin Mee Goreng ever. and we had this, singaporean hokkien mee. awesome. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SzsE8HHJ0-I/AAAAAAAALz8/hymEsxEYrGk/s1600-h/P1080163.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SzsE8HHJ0-I/AAAAAAAALz8/hymEsxEYrGk/s400/P1080163.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420932007218238434" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SzsE8ohrTlI/AAAAAAAAL0E/U3Jq8Ll-WXs/s1600-h/P1080168.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SzsE8ohrTlI/AAAAAAAAL0E/U3Jq8Ll-WXs/s400/P1080168.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420932016187854418" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My cousin and I. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My brothers friends, Viki, Ganesh and Siva joined us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SzsE9DVRgfI/AAAAAAAAL0M/hPteLSAkA7Q/s1600-h/P1080170.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SzsE9DVRgfI/AAAAAAAAL0M/hPteLSAkA7Q/s400/P1080170.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420932023383589362" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 398px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went to this Sleeping Buddha Temple. Ive been there before, but my cousin hadnt so yea. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We all took this fortune telling thing. You enter a coin into the machine, and the light goes round and around till it stops at a number, and you're supposed to pick the paper in a box next to the machine with your number. I got number 1. I only remember one thing from that paper.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC66;"&gt;"You will meet your TRUE LOVER soon"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; oh yeaaa. -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When we got back, we were pretty tired, so we decided to head over to the pool. The pool is actually FRIGGIN nice. &lt;b&gt;BUT&lt;/b&gt; there were a bunch of hooligans there. Seriously. They were swimming in their &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;UNDERWEAR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;! WTF! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was so disgusted. We ended up sitting outside of the other side of the pool, watching them, and basically laughing and making fun of them. Mean, yes, BUT you would have &lt;b&gt;HAD&lt;/b&gt; to be there. Seriously. mad crazy people from like, an uncivilized hole somewhere in Malaysia. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As if enduring the sight of those guys wasnt enough, we then had lift problems. Apparently our hotels occupancy was 100%, and there's 28 floors, for apartments and another block of around the same number of floors for the hotel rooms. only &lt;b&gt;ONE &lt;/b&gt;lift on the apartments side was working cause there were &lt;b&gt;ALOT&lt;/b&gt; of people checking in, and two others got jammed. People waited hours to get back to their rooms. So, we attempted &lt;i&gt;walking up 25 floors&lt;/i&gt; from the pool. I was smart and decided to stop and wait for the lift at the 4th floor where there were less people. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mum and i made it up in like 15-20minutes. Aunt, Uncle, Cousin and Dads friend walked all the way up to the 20th floor and gave up and waited for the lift. holy shites man. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That night we went to Gurney Drive. We left our hotel at 9pm. We reached the eating place at 11.45pm. yea. SICK! jammed up like hell. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Brother before food&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/Sz4Wlay1FgI/AAAAAAAAL0U/h5WCXLE1g_Y/s1600-h/P1080175.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/Sz4Wlay1FgI/AAAAAAAAL0U/h5WCXLE1g_Y/s400/P1080175.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421795833504142850" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Brother after food&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/Sz4WmPqzuWI/AAAAAAAAL0k/JOMVQb87BlE/s1600-h/P1080180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/Sz4WmPqzuWI/AAAAAAAAL0k/JOMVQb87BlE/s400/P1080180.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421795847697578338" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;THE LIST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: 2 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#9999FF;"&gt;"Take a video of yourself attempting to eat that sucking thingy seductively."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;(What he meant was the clams)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Problem&lt;/b&gt;: I didnt order that. I dont even LIKE it. So yea, i didnt do it. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(NOT MY FAULT!)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;THE LIST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: 3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#9999FF;"&gt;"Take a picture with one of your favourite stalls"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#9999FF;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My fave was actually the oyster eggs place, but we didnt sit near there and i didnt wanna walk back. So i settled with SECOND best. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/Sz4WlvS-v5I/AAAAAAAAL0c/NQMa8GtSV2M/s1600-h/P1080178.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/Sz4WlvS-v5I/AAAAAAAAL0c/NQMa8GtSV2M/s400/P1080178.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421795839007702930" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Char Kuey Teow. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I look damn fugly. Its because i was damn tired. Leave me alone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I turned my cousin into a camwhoring machine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/Sz4WmvQf_jI/AAAAAAAAL0s/Un_z3L-Am38/s1600-h/P1080184.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/Sz4WmvQf_jI/AAAAAAAAL0s/Un_z3L-Am38/s400/P1080184.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421795856177167922" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 389px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/Sz4WnBwfx7I/AAAAAAAAL00/Ib98ipO5ijE/s1600-h/P1080186.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/Sz4WnBwfx7I/AAAAAAAAL00/Ib98ipO5ijE/s400/P1080186.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421795861143209906" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Day 3!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the 3rd day, we were SUPPOSED to go up to Bkt.Bendera, but it was SO jammed, we turned back and headed to Batu Ferringhi earlier instead. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thus, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;THE LIST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: 4 &amp;amp; 5 &lt;b&gt;PHAILED&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#9999FF;"&gt;"Take a picture of all the crowded people inside the mini train going up to Bukit Bendera"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#9999FF;"&gt;"Take a jumpshot on Bkt. Bendera with the view of Penang behind you"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Again. &lt;b&gt;NOT MY FAULT&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the way up to Ferringhi i was thinking about our trip to Penang in June, specifically when Ben was driving DOWN Ferringhi at night and he was so nervous, he kept going &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Damn scared la"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;"Omg omg Omg"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; and me being &lt;b&gt;A GOOD FRIEND&lt;/b&gt; tried to comfort him by going &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;"No, its okay,you can do it,its nothing"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;b&gt;HE&lt;/b&gt; turned back to me and said &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;"If its nothing, then you drive la"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; in this super bitchy way. Bugger. Good times. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We reached the top around lunch time, so we decided to go to The Hard Rock Cafe @ The Hard Rock Hotel Penang. The Hotel wasnt as big as i expected it to be and it wasnt as awesome as the one in Bali, but the&lt;b&gt; BEST&lt;/b&gt; part about it is the rooms on the ground floor. The balcony of those rooms opens up right into the pool. So you have two sun chairs in your balcony and the whole friggin pool, you get to just jump in whenever. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The beach was &lt;b&gt;FILLED&lt;/b&gt; with people badgering you to pay and go for the water sports, so not that nice. Their man made beach by the pool would have to do if you wanted to just lay back in the sun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Hard Rock Cafe itself had a &lt;b&gt;VERY &lt;/b&gt;rude and inefficient Maitre d' . We were on the waiting list, and after 45 minutes, we went back to find people &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;AFTER&lt;/span&gt; us on the list were given tables first because they were in couples. They actually&lt;b&gt; SPLIT&lt;/b&gt; a group table to accommodate two other couples. Buggers. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/Sz4YxcqwWdI/AAAAAAAAL08/6hi07MEXMfY/s1600-h/P1080198.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/Sz4YxcqwWdI/AAAAAAAAL08/6hi07MEXMfY/s400/P1080198.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421798239188834770" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MJ and I. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/Sz4Yx16Y5DI/AAAAAAAAL1E/mgn8tKc5ZgI/s1600-h/P1080199.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/Sz4Yx16Y5DI/AAAAAAAAL1E/mgn8tKc5ZgI/s400/P1080199.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421798245965292594" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Look at the curl above his right eye. and now look at the curl above my left. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Unintentional i swear. The King and I share a special bond. ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After lunch, we went to the beach! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The same beach the gang and i went to in June. Except this time, it was &lt;b&gt;PACKED&lt;/b&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;THE LIST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: 6&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#9999FF;"&gt;"Do an 'I Love You' sign on the beach using yourself and anyone to help as the letters" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Problem&lt;/b&gt;: Remember how the beach was packed? Well, there was &lt;b&gt;ALSO&lt;/b&gt; people riding horses &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;(two horses to be exact)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; and this sand riding vehicle people got to pay to ride all across the beach. These three white guys were going &lt;b&gt;CRAZY&lt;/b&gt; with them, so i daren't do it lying down. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/Sz4YyXBImwI/AAAAAAAAL1M/8pcWPATqTXg/s1600-h/P1080207.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/Sz4YyXBImwI/AAAAAAAAL1M/8pcWPATqTXg/s400/P1080207.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421798254851955458" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;THE LIST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: 7 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Hardest one i think &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#9999FF;"&gt;"Lie down on the beach with a picture of someone looking at you, and it cant be your family member" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Problem&lt;/b&gt;: I couldnt lie down as mentioned above AND my mum was actually pretty excited and alert for this picture, so when i was just standing she would suddenly go &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;"stay stay stay!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the picture i got, she took &lt;b&gt;SO&lt;/b&gt; long, not only did I blink, the guy looking at me blinked too. WTFBANANAS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/Sz4Yy3tyhFI/AAAAAAAAL1U/615lqmc0Smo/s1600-h/P1080209.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/Sz4Yy3tyhFI/AAAAAAAAL1U/615lqmc0Smo/s400/P1080209.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421798263629186130" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 348px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, you guys! take my mums word for it la. The guy in the white hat was apparently looking at me. Mum was very excited . -.- &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;(those are the guys that were going crazy on the sand riding vehicles)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, i was on holiday, thus, i didnt go to the mall. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SO, &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;THE LIST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: 8 &lt;b&gt;PHAILED&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#9999FF;"&gt;"Take a video of yourself walking into a mall and browsing through clothes with shades on, looking classy"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#9999FF;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#9999FF;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: normal; "&gt;I decided to help my cousin make a sand castle, since my brother and i were like, professionals when we were kids. :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/Sz7VS1X3V4I/AAAAAAAAL2U/_vogp-FIcYA/s1600-h/P1080225.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/Sz7VS1X3V4I/AAAAAAAAL2U/_vogp-FIcYA/s400/P1080225.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422005520942192514" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I have evidently lost my touch. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Actually, its because i didn't have &lt;b&gt;MY OWN&lt;/b&gt; tools. yea. thats it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/Sz7VTb7QCNI/AAAAAAAAL2c/dTUSXg6n5xM/s1600-h/P1080228.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/Sz7VTb7QCNI/AAAAAAAAL2c/dTUSXg6n5xM/s400/P1080228.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422005531291158738" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;My cousin picked up this dead starfish, not knowing what it was, and proudly placed it on the sandcastle. Then i told her what it was, and she didn't dare go near the sand castle. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/Sz7VT7pVKkI/AAAAAAAAL2k/9irbXGT7A0s/s1600-h/P1080229.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/Sz7VT7pVKkI/AAAAAAAAL2k/9irbXGT7A0s/s400/P1080229.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422005539805932098" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Fail. :(  &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;[15 minutes work okay!]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: normal; "&gt;I hope everyone had an awesome Christmas and New Year! New Years post coming soon! :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The Beena of 2010 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;[url=http://g.imageshack.us/g.php?h=98&amp;i=dsc01036tm4.jpg][img=http://img98.imageshack.us/img98/2839/dsc01036tm4.16052f3624.jpg][/url]&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/903333341097975923-5935456283246584643?l=veenaism-ness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veenaism-ness.blogspot.com/feeds/5935456283246584643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=903333341097975923&amp;postID=5935456283246584643&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/903333341097975923/posts/default/5935456283246584643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/903333341097975923/posts/default/5935456283246584643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veenaism-ness.blogspot.com/2010/01/wine-and-song-like-seasons-all-have.html' title='The wine and the song, like the seasons, all have gone.'/><author><name>veena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16330721193858423937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SsMh2PEc1aI/AAAAAAAALBU/1nB4loVn8Os/S220/P1060776-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SzsBCpq9lKI/AAAAAAAALzM/O91z8YGkioY/s72-c/P1080149.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-903333341097975923.post-2865587091843252463</id><published>2009-12-27T21:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T22:10:56.242+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kishmes</title><content type='html'>Im back from Penang! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Damn i miss the food already. meh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just found out classes start on the 11th and i have a day off every week next year. Oh yeaaa! :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Updates on Christmas and Christmas with the gang &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;( tomorrow)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; soon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I shall leave you with a picture i took in Penang. Surprisingly, it isn't of food. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/Szdpl7Z7pkI/AAAAAAAALy8/-JanpHmB3sM/s400/P1080217.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419916776886216258" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who's willing to take me Para-sailing? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Acrophobic veena &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;[url=http://g.imageshack.us/g.php?h=98&amp;i=dsc01036tm4.jpg][img=http://img98.imageshack.us/img98/2839/dsc01036tm4.16052f3624.jpg][/url]&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/903333341097975923-2865587091843252463?l=veenaism-ness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veenaism-ness.blogspot.com/feeds/2865587091843252463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=903333341097975923&amp;postID=2865587091843252463&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/903333341097975923/posts/default/2865587091843252463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/903333341097975923/posts/default/2865587091843252463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veenaism-ness.blogspot.com/2009/12/kishmes.html' title='Kishmes'/><author><name>veena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16330721193858423937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SsMh2PEc1aI/AAAAAAAALBU/1nB4loVn8Os/S220/P1060776-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/Szdpl7Z7pkI/AAAAAAAALy8/-JanpHmB3sM/s72-c/P1080217.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-903333341097975923.post-2062313809692058722</id><published>2009-12-25T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T00:00:03.784+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What Jingle is in your head?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;"Later on, we'll conspire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;As we dream, by the fire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;To face unafraid, The plans that we've made&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;Walking in a winter wonderland"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SzI-GGS3ODI/AAAAAAAALyk/AoB9PH30jig/s1600-h/800px-merry_christmas_1.png"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Have an amazing Christmas everyone! :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;For those of you celebrating a quiet one, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SzI-GGS3ODI/AAAAAAAALyk/AoB9PH30jig/s400/800px-merry_christmas_1.png" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 270px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418461576169994290" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;and for those of you, who are going all out and having that Christmas we all look forward to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SzI-HNyMZGI/AAAAAAAALy0/u4EpYBroWVQ/s1600-h/Merry-Christmas-with-tree.gif"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SzI-HNyMZGI/AAAAAAAALy0/u4EpYBroWVQ/s400/Merry-Christmas-with-tree.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418461595360322658" style="cursor: pointer; width: 387px; height: 351px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SzI-HNyMZGI/AAAAAAAALy0/u4EpYBroWVQ/s1600-h/Merry-Christmas-with-tree.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;And to Jesus, just cause he's awesome and probably reads blogs too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SzI-G2L9P4I/AAAAAAAALys/7hQ9QLhSlTs/s1600-h/merry-christmas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SzI-G2L9P4I/AAAAAAAALys/7hQ9QLhSlTs/s400/merry-christmas.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418461589025931138" style="cursor: pointer; width: 297px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SzI-G2L9P4I/AAAAAAAALys/7hQ9QLhSlTs/s1600-h/merry-christmas.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;:) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Shout the song in your heart. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Joyful veena! :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;[url=http://g.imageshack.us/g.php?h=98&amp;i=dsc01036tm4.jpg][img=http://img98.imageshack.us/img98/2839/dsc01036tm4.16052f3624.jpg][/url]&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/903333341097975923-2062313809692058722?l=veenaism-ness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veenaism-ness.blogspot.com/feeds/2062313809692058722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=903333341097975923&amp;postID=2062313809692058722&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/903333341097975923/posts/default/2062313809692058722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/903333341097975923/posts/default/2062313809692058722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veenaism-ness.blogspot.com/2009/12/what-jingle-is-in-your-head.html' title='What Jingle is in your head?'/><author><name>veena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16330721193858423937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SsMh2PEc1aI/AAAAAAAALBU/1nB4loVn8Os/S220/P1060776-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SzI-GGS3ODI/AAAAAAAALyk/AoB9PH30jig/s72-c/800px-merry_christmas_1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-903333341097975923.post-3327153094345428930</id><published>2009-12-24T14:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T14:00:05.529+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wishing. Wanting. Yours for the taking.</title><content type='html'>Im &lt;s&gt;off to&lt;/s&gt; in Penang people! &lt;div&gt;I shall be online wherever there is wifi, cause im an addict like that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I left for Penang at 4am today. &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;(Im making an effort to type in past tense cause im scheduling this) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My brother and mums bright idea to beat hectic traffic. I dont mind. Ill be sleeping. ;D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SzI3YyKKqqI/AAAAAAAALxc/wg6Tjupf0Xw/s1600-h/P1080128.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SzI3YyKKqqI/AAAAAAAALxc/wg6Tjupf0Xw/s400/P1080128.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418454200600930978" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyhoo, on sunday, Karven and I went to Gardens to meet &lt;a href="http://ximplity.com/"&gt;Aaron &lt;/a&gt; and his friends &lt;a href="http://shazfx.blogspot.com/"&gt;Shaz&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://justinhee.blogspot.com/"&gt;Justin &lt;/a&gt;before going for Hannah Tan's Charity Concert. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SzI3XwKPQCI/AAAAAAAALxU/Oi2OszFr2o4/s1600-h/P1080125.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SzI3XwKPQCI/AAAAAAAALxU/Oi2OszFr2o4/s400/P1080125.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418454182884491298" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SzI3XwKPQCI/AAAAAAAALxU/Oi2OszFr2o4/s1600-h/P1080125.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was actually really good. Im pretty emo i had to leave before watching Harith Iskandar. boo hoo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everyone should go google &lt;b&gt;Shawn Lee&lt;/b&gt;. His beat boxing gave me goosebumps. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SzI3ZX6KucI/AAAAAAAALxk/1ibHX18Jfpw/s1600-h/P1080130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SzI3ZX6KucI/AAAAAAAALxk/1ibHX18Jfpw/s400/P1080130.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418454210734373314" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On monday, JAKE + Jits went to Times Square to shop. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Elle and I are &lt;b&gt;DONE&lt;/b&gt; with our xmas shopping! yes! Yesterday, i managed to finish making and wrapping everyones presents, so im &lt;b&gt;ALL &lt;/b&gt;set for xmas. yes, im very much in the mood now! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SzI5reeKWII/AAAAAAAALx0/gLkV6JWsyAw/s1600-h/P1080134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SzI5reeKWII/AAAAAAAALx0/gLkV6JWsyAw/s400/P1080134.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418456720756856962" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We shopped for &lt;b&gt;SO&lt;/b&gt; long. I was so god damned tired, but yea, it was worth it. We also watched &lt;i&gt;The Princess and The Frog&lt;/i&gt;. Elle was super reluctant to watch, cause she was refusing to watch a cartoon in the cinema. Well, I wasnt the one who was crying during the movie. nyeh heh heh &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SzI5sAMQlqI/AAAAAAAALx8/SX5Btj5qmtE/s1600-h/P1080135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SzI5sAMQlqI/AAAAAAAALx8/SX5Btj5qmtE/s400/P1080135.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418456729808574114" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After hours of shopping, we had dinner at Gasoline. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Unfortunately, Esther isnt in the pictures because she chose the perfect time to go to the ATM&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SzI6ngd66XI/AAAAAAAALyU/tP50Ep-_5DM/s1600-h/P1080138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SzI6ngd66XI/AAAAAAAALyU/tP50Ep-_5DM/s400/P1080138.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418457752084867442" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SzI6oeW6QTI/AAAAAAAALyc/AIimTBvq2nM/s1600-h/P1080139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SzI6oeW6QTI/AAAAAAAALyc/AIimTBvq2nM/s400/P1080139.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418457768698462514" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bull! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SzI5s3_vwlI/AAAAAAAALyE/UFZ2HDht_mw/s1600-h/P1080136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SzI5s3_vwlI/AAAAAAAALyE/UFZ2HDht_mw/s400/P1080136.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418456744788476498" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, finally passed friggin undang. Since i had the time to actually read the damn book. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have you guys listened to Chris Brown's Crawl? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its my current fave song. It makes me have butterflies in my stomach and my heart flutter with hope. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6633FF;"&gt;"If we crawl&lt;br /&gt;Till we can walk again&lt;br /&gt;Then we'll run&lt;br /&gt;Until we're strong enough to jump&lt;br /&gt;Then we'll fly&lt;br /&gt;Until there is no end&lt;br /&gt;So lets crawl, crawl, crawl"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;[url=http://g.imageshack.us/g.php?h=98&amp;i=dsc01036tm4.jpg][img=http://img98.imageshack.us/img98/2839/dsc01036tm4.16052f3624.jpg][/url]&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/903333341097975923-3327153094345428930?l=veenaism-ness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veenaism-ness.blogspot.com/feeds/3327153094345428930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=903333341097975923&amp;postID=3327153094345428930&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/903333341097975923/posts/default/3327153094345428930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/903333341097975923/posts/default/3327153094345428930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veenaism-ness.blogspot.com/2009/12/wishing-wanting-yours-for-taking.html' title='Wishing. Wanting. Yours for the taking.'/><author><name>veena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16330721193858423937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SsMh2PEc1aI/AAAAAAAALBU/1nB4loVn8Os/S220/P1060776-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SzI3YyKKqqI/AAAAAAAALxc/wg6Tjupf0Xw/s72-c/P1080128.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-903333341097975923.post-858404682043449101</id><published>2009-12-23T21:35:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T23:16:14.444+08:00</updated><title type='text'>As if im terrifiied or scared.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Saturday was Anwars annual super late birthday party/christmas party.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This year,his theme was Halloween inspired. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It wasn't as packed as &lt;a href="http://veenaism-ness.blogspot.com/2008_12_01_archive.html"&gt;Last Year&lt;/a&gt; , but it was awesome still the same. If you read last years post, you'd notice the theme was...less drastic. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SzIfdXnxSiI/AAAAAAAALtM/uXNhgWifgrk/s400/P1080016.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418427891097618978" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is prior to mad-ass make up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SzIfdgujUiI/AAAAAAAALtU/A8dW8rd8VFY/s1600-h/P1080019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SzIfdgujUiI/AAAAAAAALtU/A8dW8rd8VFY/s400/P1080019.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418427893541982754" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were messing around with Anwars wig and &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;'Scream'&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt; mask. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is when I was showing Hariz this awesome Bollywood move i learnt on &lt;i&gt;"So you think you can dance?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A Banghra doing Ghost? Ohyeaaa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SzIfeYfxSjI/AAAAAAAALtc/AvJqgFR69j4/s1600-h/P1080023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SzIfeYfxSjI/AAAAAAAALtc/AvJqgFR69j4/s400/P1080023.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418427908512369202" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anwar was pretty excited about making his non-toxic blood that he could use to stain his teeth. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He didnt use it to stain his teeth in the end. He just squeezed it into his mouth and let it ooze out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was &lt;b&gt;EXTREMELY&lt;/b&gt; disgusting, and i gagged about every single time he did it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SzIfe2J8-cI/AAAAAAAALtk/T_ciSIrbHJ0/s1600-h/P1080027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SzIfe2J8-cI/AAAAAAAALtk/T_ciSIrbHJ0/s400/P1080027.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418427916473924034" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Diz-Guzz-Tiing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SzIffuVbnSI/AAAAAAAALts/x6BVpk0FtqA/s1600-h/P1080026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SzIffuVbnSI/AAAAAAAALts/x6BVpk0FtqA/s400/P1080026.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418427931554454818" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kar Heng was the nerd who wrote too much. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SzIg-D3vzpI/AAAAAAAALt8/_kBIPuZ4C-s/s1600-h/P1080029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SzIg-D3vzpI/AAAAAAAALt8/_kBIPuZ4C-s/s400/P1080029.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418429552243232402" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hariz was your typical, Emo/Goth boy who cuts himself and has a detachable head. You know, the everyday kind. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SzIg-6TDY2I/AAAAAAAALuE/D_9J3m8JXR0/s1600-h/P1080030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SzIg-6TDY2I/AAAAAAAALuE/D_9J3m8JXR0/s400/P1080030.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418429566853276514" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The girls were Ninja-Cats&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SzIg_xqUISI/AAAAAAAALuM/LSTz4-IyB2M/s1600-h/P1080032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SzIg_xqUISI/AAAAAAAALuM/LSTz4-IyB2M/s400/P1080032.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418429581714792738" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That killed me. :( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Victimized. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SzIhAQ1TEYI/AAAAAAAALuU/jrs_817PBl4/s1600-h/P1080034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SzIhAQ1TEYI/AAAAAAAALuU/jrs_817PBl4/s400/P1080034.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418429590082359682" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And then i died. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SzIjCkkkdtI/AAAAAAAALuc/6M8gk1d91wE/s1600-h/P1080039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SzIjCkkkdtI/AAAAAAAALuc/6M8gk1d91wE/s400/P1080039.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418431828763899602" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Syd was super pale. By choice. I tried my best not to look at her and walk with her in parts of the house that were dark. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SzIjDUnNMtI/AAAAAAAALuk/MGBdgJn2Lyc/s1600-h/P1080040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SzIjDUnNMtI/AAAAAAAALuk/MGBdgJn2Lyc/s400/P1080040.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418431841659859666" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He sprayed his hair pink. Yea, the rotting, resident-evil-like zombie with pink hair. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For last years post, i called Hariz the perfect husband and put him on the market. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The bidding war is still in progress. Feel free to submit your bids &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SzIjDuMiO5I/AAAAAAAALus/S7nmSSqEGh8/s1600-h/P1080043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SzIjDuMiO5I/AAAAAAAALus/S7nmSSqEGh8/s400/P1080043.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418431848527313810" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;for this hunk of emo.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He'll gouge the eyes of those who dont please you. &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;*shivers*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; Talk about Darkness. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SzIjECHQZ9I/AAAAAAAALu0/2D4funTXibw/s1600-h/P1080045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SzIjECHQZ9I/AAAAAAAALu0/2D4funTXibw/s400/P1080045.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418431853873883090" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCREAM&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everyone was just extremely late, so we took pictures and ate to pass the times. We were fully digested in time for fun. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SzIjEa8uNiI/AAAAAAAALu8/j82YosS01wI/s1600-h/P1080049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SzIjEa8uNiI/AAAAAAAALu8/j82YosS01wI/s400/P1080049.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418431860540585506" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SzIk2OWvEII/AAAAAAAALvE/Zvwcth6DgUQ/s1600-h/P1080054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SzIk2OWvEII/AAAAAAAALvE/Zvwcth6DgUQ/s400/P1080054.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418433815665119362" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Early Birds. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SzIk2hFgeqI/AAAAAAAALvM/cftiMOHmyVA/s1600-h/P1080068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SzIk2hFgeqI/AAAAAAAALvM/cftiMOHmyVA/s400/P1080068.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418433820693133986" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Boys.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SzIk3KnJBtI/AAAAAAAALvU/65PKwTrrcAs/s1600-h/P1080069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SzIk3KnJBtI/AAAAAAAALvU/65PKwTrrcAs/s400/P1080069.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418433831840057042" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The boys not so nice anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SzIk35eQiQI/AAAAAAAALvc/HQQJobdLX6Q/s1600-h/P1080075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SzIk35eQiQI/AAAAAAAALvc/HQQJobdLX6Q/s400/P1080075.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418433844419266818" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And then people came! :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SzIk4-DpvZI/AAAAAAAALvk/BoyY81_xK3w/s1600-h/P1080077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SzIk4-DpvZI/AAAAAAAALvk/BoyY81_xK3w/s400/P1080077.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418433862829718930" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Leonard and Nadhir were &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;"punished"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; for not dressing up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It says,  &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;" HAHA, I DID NOT"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &amp;amp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt; &lt;i&gt;"DRESS UP" &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SzInCcDiPOI/AAAAAAAALvs/Q3ZQIMzPCd8/s1600-h/P1080091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SzInCcDiPOI/AAAAAAAALvs/Q3ZQIMzPCd8/s400/P1080091.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418436224524369122" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is it me, or did she get paler? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We played Charades. Which is always fun, except there were &lt;b&gt;NO&lt;/b&gt; categories. The two teams, came up with the &lt;b&gt;CRAZIEST&lt;/b&gt; words basically with the intention on murdering the other team. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are some of them that you can go&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt; "OMG how did they ACT that out?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; at. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dysfunctional Industrial Company, Psychedelic Glass Wall, Constipated Swedish Prostitute, Irritated Mongolian President, Impersonating Irritating Hijacker, Perverted Slovakian Puppet, Anwar Buying Ice, Welcome To Funky Town, Curry Chickpeas, Portugese  Cement Mixer and my ALL-TIME fave&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt; (tell me if it makes ANY sense) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;Claustrophobic Orange Grasshopper. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SzInCoc669I/AAAAAAAALv0/4sBGce9kMnE/s1600-h/P1080093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SzInCoc669I/AAAAAAAALv0/4sBGce9kMnE/s400/P1080093.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418436227852069842" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our awesome team, that &lt;b&gt;GUESSED&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;"Claustrophobic Orange Grasshopper" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SzInEfjptHI/AAAAAAAALwE/DeWyr6BBTa4/s1600-h/P1080096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SzInEfjptHI/AAAAAAAALwE/DeWyr6BBTa4/s400/P1080096.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418436259824120946" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SzInDhErbuI/AAAAAAAALv8/B_SDGt5u1ws/s400/P1080095.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418436243051212514" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Team 2 FTW yo! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SzIo4fZNl5I/AAAAAAAALwU/oSFVHayLQ7c/s400/P1080099.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418438252645160850" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The other equally awesome team &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;(im such a sport)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; that &lt;b&gt;GAV&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;E&lt;/b&gt; us &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;Claustrophobic Orange Grasshopper &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SzInEzlOnlI/AAAAAAAALwM/908MYC_UQSw/s1600-h/P1080097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SzInEzlOnlI/AAAAAAAALwM/908MYC_UQSw/s400/P1080097.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418436265199443538" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The dance floor wasnt &lt;b&gt;AS &lt;/b&gt;pumping as last year, but it was nice all the same. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At one point, we all just had a drink in hand, and were just chatting and laughing. Anwar was trying to make us dance again, so he just stood the&lt;b&gt; WHOLE&lt;/b&gt; time dancing. Alone. Poor dear. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SzIo4sF2qLI/AAAAAAAALwc/TfacPOkUk7U/s1600-h/P1080103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SzIo4sF2qLI/AAAAAAAALwc/TfacPOkUk7U/s400/P1080103.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418438256053627058" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love this picture la. The wind-in-hair look. The BJ boy looking mesmerized. The whiskers girl looking constipated. :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SzIo5c7lUuI/AAAAAAAALwk/E-louO3o7bk/s1600-h/P1080104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SzIo5c7lUuI/AAAAAAAALwk/E-louO3o7bk/s400/P1080104.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418438269163885282" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;KINGSLEY! I swear, all men from VI are just bred to be Gentlemen. Well the ones i know at least. I swear, if my brother or Colin saw this, they'd gimme a lecture about &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;"V&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;I BOYS"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. Cannot be trusted. heh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The St.Johns vs. VI is a forever kinda thing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After everyone else left, we went a bit crazy again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SzIo6rK6noI/AAAAAAAALw0/rTtCwkNMjYM/s1600-h/P1080111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SzIo6rK6noI/AAAAAAAALw0/rTtCwkNMjYM/s400/P1080111.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418438290166161026" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SzIxaJJ1WEI/AAAAAAAALxM/yyJ58LtBZKk/s1600-h/P1080110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SzIxaJJ1WEI/AAAAAAAALxM/yyJ58LtBZKk/s400/P1080110.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418447626883651650" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anwar then started cleaning. Watching anwar clean was the &lt;b&gt;FUNNIEST&lt;/b&gt; thing ever. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He even asked Hariz for help. To which Hariz responded with &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66CCCC;"&gt;"No, its okay, thanks"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHA. epic. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last year i ended a post with a picture of anwar and I. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another year has passed, and i still lubchoo so very much. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Im gonna miss you crazy the next three years, what with you A-Levels and your two years serving in Singaporean National Service.  I will drag myself down to Singapore to see you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SzIpyJnoMVI/AAAAAAAALw8/Fy00rmNMZc0/s1600-h/P1080113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SzIpyJnoMVI/AAAAAAAALw8/Fy00rmNMZc0/s400/P1080113.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418439243232457042" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SzIo5zTHIsI/AAAAAAAALws/yOurCe-cGJY/s1600-h/P1080107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SzIo5zTHIsI/AAAAAAAALws/yOurCe-cGJY/s400/P1080107.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418438275168150210" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SzIg9ZnnA-I/AAAAAAAALt0/JqCEzGCKMLg/s1600-h/P1080028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SzIg9ZnnA-I/AAAAAAAALt0/JqCEzGCKMLg/s400/P1080028.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418429540901258210" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SzIpyyfAMnI/AAAAAAAALxE/YyVL3A8iUKE/s1600-h/P1080122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SzIpyyfAMnI/AAAAAAAALxE/YyVL3A8iUKE/s400/P1080122.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418439254202135154" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lubchoo! :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;horrific veena! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;[url=http://g.imageshack.us/g.php?h=98&amp;i=dsc01036tm4.jpg][img=http://img98.imageshack.us/img98/2839/dsc01036tm4.16052f3624.jpg][/url]&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/903333341097975923-858404682043449101?l=veenaism-ness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veenaism-ness.blogspot.com/feeds/858404682043449101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=903333341097975923&amp;postID=858404682043449101&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/903333341097975923/posts/default/858404682043449101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/903333341097975923/posts/default/858404682043449101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veenaism-ness.blogspot.com/2009/12/as-if-im-terrifiied-or-scared.html' title='As if im terrifiied or scared.'/><author><name>veena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16330721193858423937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SsMh2PEc1aI/AAAAAAAALBU/1nB4loVn8Os/S220/P1060776-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SzIfdXnxSiI/AAAAAAAALtM/uXNhgWifgrk/s72-c/P1080016.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-903333341097975923.post-4100140196865202830</id><published>2009-12-18T23:08:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T23:45:00.337+08:00</updated><title type='text'>smashpOp's Christmas Giveaway</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I am hereby declaring my undying.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;SUPPORT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt; for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://ximplixity.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Aaron Kee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For what? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://smashpop.net/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/Syubq5VFM0I/AAAAAAAALpk/M2jP1Q76IyI/s400/4180427677_b90e32189b_o.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 178px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416594138089206594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;(Click on the banner to know more about the competition host.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But yes, Aaron deserves it because he's a college student doing ACCA. Yes people, ACCA! Thus, he needs an awesome kickass bag like the Hayward Backpack. Have you seen ACCA text books? &lt;b&gt;NOT&lt;/b&gt; to be messed about with.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its known to have caused massive arm problems. Yes. Its true. Scouts honor. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SO! Since Aaron is already an awesome photographer, he needs his arms in undamaged condition. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://ximplixity.com/2009/12/smashpop-christmas-giveaway/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SyuigofuhEI/AAAAAAAALqM/tM5_GJ2YXg4/s400/DSC_0405.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416601658353157186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How could you say no to a face like that?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;(Click on picture to visit the boy VERY deserving of the bag)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Nike symbol MIGHT not be up to par, but that is because of the damage already caused by CAT text books. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If he wins, not only will he look awesome with his bag, but will be able to better his artistic skills. oh yeaaa! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;supportive veena&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;[url=http://g.imageshack.us/g.php?h=98&amp;i=dsc01036tm4.jpg][img=http://img98.imageshack.us/img98/2839/dsc01036tm4.16052f3624.jpg][/url]&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/903333341097975923-4100140196865202830?l=veenaism-ness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veenaism-ness.blogspot.com/feeds/4100140196865202830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=903333341097975923&amp;postID=4100140196865202830&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/903333341097975923/posts/default/4100140196865202830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/903333341097975923/posts/default/4100140196865202830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veenaism-ness.blogspot.com/2009/12/smashpops-christmas-giveaway.html' title='smashpOp&apos;s Christmas Giveaway'/><author><name>veena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16330721193858423937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SsMh2PEc1aI/AAAAAAAALBU/1nB4loVn8Os/S220/P1060776-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/Syubq5VFM0I/AAAAAAAALpk/M2jP1Q76IyI/s72-c/4180427677_b90e32189b_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-903333341097975923.post-3709624704965567778</id><published>2009-12-18T22:37:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T00:37:19.767+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Im a Satelite Heart. Lost in the dark.</title><content type='html'>Woo hoo! Guess who had fun last night? &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;*hand shoots to the sky* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Elle, Esther, Jits, Kar Heng, Anwar, Sydney and I went to Pavillion for dinner. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We ate at this place called &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;"Grandmama's"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; . Yea. We were expecting western, grandma home cooked food.  It turned out to be ASIAN grandma cooking. heh. I still went for western cause i was craving pasta. I looked west with Grandmama. The menu said that. heh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sydney ordered Cream Mushroom Noodles. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She got Wan Tan Mee. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHA. Funny shite. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jitty got this hormone injected Chicken Chop. It was HUGE. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The food was actually good and affordable. and the place was really nice. Elle asked the waiter to give us the private-ish room. When i asked her if they charged extra for the room, she &lt;b&gt;ACTUALLY&lt;/b&gt; asked the waiter. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As im writing this, im holding back massive giggles. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There was also a &lt;b&gt;VERY&lt;/b&gt; funny moment, where Jitty thought he lived in the UK. yea. Dont blame him, blame the holidays. It has this effect on him. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Unfortunately, we were laughing and having too much fun that we forgot to take pictures at the restaurant. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We did take a coupla pics in this corridor leading the the toilet before Syd had to dash though. Awesome spot. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SyuWHGXxU3I/AAAAAAAALns/kkMYqTj0Wbw/s400/P1070965.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416588025556718450" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anwar and his butterfly wings. Something must have happened to his face on the way out of &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the cocoon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SyuWHXcYaCI/AAAAAAAALn0/toZ7rgnNUXo/s400/P1070966.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416588030139459618" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SyuWH5vjjII/AAAAAAAALn8/7jTe109hKzM/s400/P1070968.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416588039346687106" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ALL of us peaced at the same time. Honest. Freaky no? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SyuWIbsgAUI/AAAAAAAALoE/nIHKhm71MDo/s400/P1070969.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416588048460677442" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Elle in this time. And anwar, not. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After Syd left, we went to Cotton On and Forever 21. Where Elle went mad. and where she will go mad again on Monday. Oh joy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jits said there were bars along Raja Chulan. So he made us walk in that direction, then we realised they were restaurants. -.- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we headed towards Lecka-Lecka. We made the genius mistake of walking &lt;b&gt;AROUND&lt;/b&gt; Pavillion instead of&lt;b&gt; THROUGH&lt;/b&gt; Pavillion. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We're super smart like that sometimes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We did get to take the following pics by the &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;'Gotham City Background'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; on the way though. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The sky was really pretty that night. I was wishing i had Aaron there so he could take the sky. It was tre's beau. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SyuWIuwN8JI/AAAAAAAALoM/fGwA9nUjKLU/s400/P1070972.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416588053576544402" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SyuYTa1GLzI/AAAAAAAALoU/wU9q0rr5S5A/s1600-h/P1070973.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SyuYTa1GLzI/AAAAAAAALoU/wU9q0rr5S5A/s400/P1070973.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416590436230115122" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SyuYT5nfmXI/AAAAAAAALoc/lvXjW2xf6FI/s1600-h/P1070975.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SyuYT5nfmXI/AAAAAAAALoc/lvXjW2xf6FI/s400/P1070975.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416590444494559602" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I kinda love my legs/shoes here. heh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SyuYUZQUnFI/AAAAAAAALok/VUH55RuGBsM/s1600-h/P1070976.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SyuYUZQUnFI/AAAAAAAALok/VUH55RuGBsM/s400/P1070976.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416590452987305042" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On a haunting night in &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;Got-Ham? City&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, Bobesther discovers her ability to generate electricity and tests it on Baron. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SyuYUu3lY4I/AAAAAAAALos/WAhoBHqSsBQ/s1600-h/P1070984.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SyuYUu3lY4I/AAAAAAAALos/WAhoBHqSsBQ/s400/P1070984.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416590458789127042" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our perfect &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;"Bollywood+Indiana Jones+Stripper Pole"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; pose all in one. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SyuYVHO4eUI/AAAAAAAALo0/1Xd-6NQw_6c/s1600-h/P1070987.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SyuYVHO4eUI/AAAAAAAALo0/1Xd-6NQw_6c/s400/P1070987.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416590465329297730" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kids. &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;*tsk tsk* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SyuanF1cCqI/AAAAAAAALo8/GDPWDCaNzbw/s1600-h/P1070991.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SyuanF1cCqI/AAAAAAAALo8/GDPWDCaNzbw/s400/P1070991.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416592973215042210" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jits Siang's Devils. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SyuanheaunI/AAAAAAAALpE/rLDdcxIxYtE/s1600-h/P1070993.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SyuanheaunI/AAAAAAAALpE/rLDdcxIxYtE/s400/P1070993.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416592980634679922" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WHAT YO? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When we &lt;b&gt;FINALLY&lt;/b&gt; reached Lecka-Lecka, we got drinks, ice cream and one thing was so missing! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The shisha smelt SO good. It is expensive over there, but seriously worth it. I didnt try it though. As much as i was craving it &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;(Elle we WILL get our Lecka-Lecka Shisha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, we were lacking participants. meh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SyuaoP58UvI/AAAAAAAALpM/1UAPpcwHljg/s1600-h/P1070999.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SyuaoP58UvI/AAAAAAAALpM/1UAPpcwHljg/s400/P1070999.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416592993098158834" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They were the unwilling ones. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Headache&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;Abstinence&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#9999FF;"&gt;Dontknowwhy&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/Syuaot5_6tI/AAAAAAAALpU/4ih7ubAdbps/s1600-h/P1080001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/Syuaot5_6tI/AAAAAAAALpU/4ih7ubAdbps/s400/P1080001.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416593001151458002" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The more than willing ones. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SyuapLCUZgI/AAAAAAAALpc/AHS_Yp79LEE/s1600-h/P1080002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SyuapLCUZgI/AAAAAAAALpc/AHS_Yp79LEE/s400/P1080002.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416593008970982914" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh hot daym. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SyuiMSeTnaI/AAAAAAAALp0/iFHypMVxuJ8/s1600-h/P1080007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SyuiMSeTnaI/AAAAAAAALp0/iFHypMVxuJ8/s400/P1080007.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416601308844236194" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SyuiM1jXbPI/AAAAAAAALp8/S27TZxotx5E/s1600-h/P1080009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SyuiM1jXbPI/AAAAAAAALp8/S27TZxotx5E/s400/P1080009.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416601318260698354" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want more nights like these. So much of laughter. Totally needed. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dear Kar Heng, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SyuiNG6HrKI/AAAAAAAALqE/-fBDB4HxB14/s1600-h/P1080011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SyuiNG6HrKI/AAAAAAAALqE/-fBDB4HxB14/s400/P1080011.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416601322919537826" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope you're feeling better. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When Kar Heng doesnt finish his drink, you &lt;b&gt;KNOW &lt;/b&gt;something is wrong. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;contented beanaaa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;[url=http://g.imageshack.us/g.php?h=98&amp;i=dsc01036tm4.jpg][img=http://img98.imageshack.us/img98/2839/dsc01036tm4.16052f3624.jpg][/url]&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/903333341097975923-3709624704965567778?l=veenaism-ness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veenaism-ness.blogspot.com/feeds/3709624704965567778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=903333341097975923&amp;postID=3709624704965567778&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/903333341097975923/posts/default/3709624704965567778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/903333341097975923/posts/default/3709624704965567778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veenaism-ness.blogspot.com/2009/12/im-satelite-heart-lost-in-dark.html' title='Im a Satelite Heart. Lost in the dark.'/><author><name>veena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16330721193858423937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SsMh2PEc1aI/AAAAAAAALBU/1nB4loVn8Os/S220/P1060776-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SyuWHGXxU3I/AAAAAAAALns/kkMYqTj0Wbw/s72-c/P1070965.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-903333341097975923.post-2960012942147545623</id><published>2009-12-17T14:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T15:32:00.527+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I wish it was all that easy.</title><content type='html'>Did i mention how my lecturer told us to leave home for 4 days after our exams? Then on the 5th day, to go on the ACCA website and download past year questions? &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yea, well, im taking the first part very seriously, and have taken the liberty of extending the 4 days to &lt;i&gt;"as-long-as-possible"&lt;/i&gt;!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On tuesday, after my tax paper, Aaron, Soon Soon and I went for dinner at MV. Then we took some pictures with the &lt;b&gt;AWESOME&lt;/b&gt; x'mas deco there. As per usual, MV x'mas deco is the &lt;i&gt;shizzni&lt;/i&gt;t. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We should have just gone home after our paper, 'cause we were &lt;b&gt;SO&lt;/b&gt; tired and worn out. Aaron and I were so hungry, it was madness. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When we finally went to get food, which was Teppanyaki, we had to endure watching them cook &lt;b&gt;RIGHT&lt;/b&gt; in front of us, and serve other people. It was torture i tell ya! Aaron and I were jakun-ing by &lt;i&gt;leeching off Krispy Kreme's wifi&lt;/i&gt;. heh heh heh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After satisfying our hunger, we made the mistake of walking into Jusco on J'Card Member Day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;hel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;. Like heaven for the massive shopper, but hell for us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Soon Soon was getting stuff for his brother, so i dragged myself here and there watching people give each other the stink eye when choosing clothes and shoes. madness i tell ya!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was supposed to get my hair cut and highlighted yesterday, but my stylist Jeff was off. So i met Anwar for some shopping instead. That was fun. Wont be seeing him as often for the next 3 years cause of his final year of A-Levels and NS! &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;(Singaporean NS) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;Poor dear. 2 years getting buff. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today, i got my wifi modem! Like finally! So its internet on my phone and &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(soon to be within my grasps) &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I-touch from anywhere at home. wee hee. me likey. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Im meeting the gang minus Karven and Jits &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;(im assuming he's not coming cause he's a pig cause he didnt reply me last night and i dont miss him anymore meh)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; , plus Anwar and Syd tonight for Dinner, drinks and relaxation JAKE style yo! :) Bukit Bintang, here we come. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tomorrow, shopping with mum and &lt;b&gt;FINALLY&lt;/b&gt; getting the hair done. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saturday, to Anwars party with Ben, Elle, Karven and Syd. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sunday, Charity Concert and Gardens by Hannah Tan with Karven and Aaron. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Monday, Shopping with Elle and KL &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tuesday, Getting new IC with dad. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wednesday, Pack and stuff for Penang and Alor Star&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thursday, OFF AND AWAY! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;See, all planned out! im loving it man. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and you know whats nice too? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Taking naps. I love taking naps, but during exams, i dont cause im afraid ill oversleep or just wake up all groggy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But now, no worries! :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh Oh, and i dont need to set alarms! Well actually, i do. To remind myself to get ready to go out. yes! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know this post was very pointless and boring, but pictures from tonight and days to come will entertain you soon. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;till then &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;excited beena &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;[url=http://g.imageshack.us/g.php?h=98&amp;i=dsc01036tm4.jpg][img=http://img98.imageshack.us/img98/2839/dsc01036tm4.16052f3624.jpg][/url]&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/903333341097975923-2960012942147545623?l=veenaism-ness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veenaism-ness.blogspot.com/feeds/2960012942147545623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=903333341097975923&amp;postID=2960012942147545623&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/903333341097975923/posts/default/2960012942147545623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/903333341097975923/posts/default/2960012942147545623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veenaism-ness.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-wish-it-was-all-that-easy.html' title='I wish it was all that easy.'/><author><name>veena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16330721193858423937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SsMh2PEc1aI/AAAAAAAALBU/1nB4loVn8Os/S220/P1060776-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-903333341097975923.post-3099314563581772595</id><published>2009-12-16T10:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T12:20:20.511+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I breathe cause its necessary</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;IM FREEEE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;proper posts on the happenings for the next two weeks shall be coming up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ive made SURE i have something to do EVERYDAY for the next week. That is before im off to Penang and Alor Star with the familia. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Till then, i shall bask in my freedom! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/Syhf23HxZ4I/AAAAAAAALnk/hq-Z06XtQ-M/s400/P1050687.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415683948027144066" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;liberated veena &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;[url=http://g.imageshack.us/g.php?h=98&amp;i=dsc01036tm4.jpg][img=http://img98.imageshack.us/img98/2839/dsc01036tm4.16052f3624.jpg][/url]&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/903333341097975923-3099314563581772595?l=veenaism-ness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veenaism-ness.blogspot.com/feeds/3099314563581772595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=903333341097975923&amp;postID=3099314563581772595&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/903333341097975923/posts/default/3099314563581772595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/903333341097975923/posts/default/3099314563581772595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veenaism-ness.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-breathe-cause-its-necessary.html' title='I breathe cause its necessary'/><author><name>veena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16330721193858423937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SsMh2PEc1aI/AAAAAAAALBU/1nB4loVn8Os/S220/P1060776-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/Syhf23HxZ4I/AAAAAAAALnk/hq-Z06XtQ-M/s72-c/P1050687.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-903333341097975923.post-2723880402409368787</id><published>2009-12-10T12:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T13:18:44.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Im not surprised. Not everything lasts.</title><content type='html'>Whats cracking? &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know, im not supposed to be blogging, seeing as there isnt much to blog about. oh, wait. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;IM DONE WITH TWO PAPERS! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;T6 was okay. T7 was okay. I realise, no matter &lt;i&gt;HOW&lt;/i&gt; hard or easy a paper may be, ill never admit it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You'll never hear me say, &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6666CC;"&gt;"IT WAS SO HARD"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, cause i know ill freak everyone out, cause they'll assume i screwed up. By everyone i mean my familia. And i can &lt;i&gt;NEVER&lt;/i&gt; say a paper is easy,cause in the event of a discussion and i find out that i did something &lt;i&gt;COMPLETELY&lt;/i&gt; wrong and totally embarrass myself, &lt;i&gt;OR&lt;/i&gt; when my results come out, they're pretty mediocre or just okay. Then its like, everyone's gonna ask&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt; "I thought you said it was easy?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So basically, it all has to do with my &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;ego&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; la. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The two papers were, okay. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pretty scared for audit. Its not like i feel unprepared, its that there is only a certain amount of preparation you can do for audit. Its &lt;i&gt;SO&lt;/i&gt; unpredictable. &lt;i&gt;THAT&lt;/i&gt; alone, is killing me. The uncertainty. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not to say that i hate audit or anything, i actually enjoy the scrutinizing behaviour of auditors, always expecting the worst. I used to do 3 hours of audit non-stop, then just die afterwards and it would feel like the devil sucked my soul out of me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have since repented. I now do the "&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#9999FF;"&gt;bursts"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; Mr.Jay told us about. Well, he said do 20 minutes then rest for 2 hours. T_T &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I do an hour plus then rest for an hour. Im down to reviewing past year questions. Whoosh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday was &lt;i&gt;COMPLETELY&lt;/i&gt; wasted. Mainly because i got excited. For the sake of blaming people and not taking responsibility for my own laziness &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;(it really is my own fault, but for the heck of it)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, I blame Ben. He's like the answer to all my problems. heh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We started talking about holiday plans in the morning. and even after he went off to study &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;(he didnt right away though, he stuffed his face first :D)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;  I was still all giddy about how i was gonna spend my measly two weeks plus of holidays.  So thats what i did all day, think excitedly about how i was gonna spend next week. I conveniently blanked out Monday and Tuesday out of next week. The week just starts on Wednesday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, how i amuse myself at times. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I suddenly missed Jit Siang a whole lot the other day. :( I think i almost cried. wawawa. I havent seen my friends in &lt;i&gt;SO&lt;/i&gt; long. Jitty Poo the &lt;i&gt;LONGEST&lt;/i&gt;. so yea. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;JIT SIANG I MISS YOU SO FREAKING MUCH! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its the way he makes me laugh. No one else actually makes me laugh so hard im gonna cry by being COMPLETELY serious&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SyCCYFH1d-I/AAAAAAAALnc/Weg1qUJqlQU/s400/P1020903.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413470102302848994" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Im dedicating this post to you &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Jitty Poo&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-style: italic; "&gt;That picture has got me rushing to my books. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;I leave you with a laugh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;"When i was updating my Twitter, i typed in Spanish, and for finished, it would be Terminado. It was underlined red, and the correction for it was, Terminator. Of all things to be in the dictionary. Terminator? HAHA. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;[url=http://g.imageshack.us/g.php?h=98&amp;i=dsc01036tm4.jpg][img=http://img98.imageshack.us/img98/2839/dsc01036tm4.16052f3624.jpg][/url]&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/903333341097975923-2723880402409368787?l=veenaism-ness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veenaism-ness.blogspot.com/feeds/2723880402409368787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=903333341097975923&amp;postID=2723880402409368787&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/903333341097975923/posts/default/2723880402409368787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/903333341097975923/posts/default/2723880402409368787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veenaism-ness.blogspot.com/2009/12/im-not-surprised-not-everything-lasts.html' title='Im not surprised. Not everything lasts.'/><author><name>veena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16330721193858423937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SsMh2PEc1aI/AAAAAAAALBU/1nB4loVn8Os/S220/P1060776-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SyCCYFH1d-I/AAAAAAAALnc/Weg1qUJqlQU/s72-c/P1020903.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-903333341097975923.post-5783981772590030851</id><published>2009-11-30T20:33:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T09:54:57.431+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The party dont start till i walk in</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/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SxW-83VLgKI/AAAAAAAALm8/gE4-gkw3IPs/s1600/P1070909-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SxW-83VLgKI/AAAAAAAALm8/gE4-gkw3IPs/s400/P1070909-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410440480209731746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was telling sweetpea the other night that i had the urge to blog, so here i am, satisfying the urge.&lt;br /&gt;Its 5 days away from my first paper for my finals, and i should be freaking out right now, but truth be told, im just significantly stressed out, but not as freaked out as i was &lt;a href="http://veenaism-ness.blogspot.com/2009/11/havent-met-you-yet.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think my freaked-out-ness peaked too fast. heh.&lt;br /&gt;I went from:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;"Eh shit classes finish?!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SxW-783aB4I/AAAAAAAALms/egOYSdeABkc/s1600/P1070888-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SxW-783aB4I/AAAAAAAALms/egOYSdeABkc/s400/P1070888-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410440464515598210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;"Exams coming dy?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;"Wah shit, three weeks left only? "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SxW-7oToLeI/AAAAAAAALmk/wjIOlv1L-os/s1600/P1070887-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SxW-7oToLeI/AAAAAAAALmk/wjIOlv1L-os/s400/P1070887-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410440458996821474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;"So fast?!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Full On&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;"WAH MOTHACHUCKER HOW HOW HOW?!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SxPRqJ0_GQI/AAAAAAAALmc/RQJ82BsZ3Nk/s1600/P1070883-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SxPRqJ0_GQI/AAAAAAAALmc/RQJ82BsZ3Nk/s400/P1070883-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409898099524966658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;"DIE LA DIE LA DIE LA"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and right now, im like, stressed out, but totally chilled.&lt;br /&gt;All thats left with T6, is re-memorising my theory, T7, is practically conquered, T8, is done theoretically, now all thats left is blending and drinking the past year questions and T9, is done with a bit of reading left to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO see, i peaked too fast. I dont want to be complacent, but im definitely still stressing out la. I have a kezillion pimples to prove it. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(i conveniently removed most of them so you cant see in the pics la. heh) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SxW-8b8UFiI/AAAAAAAALm0/PgY62dvOtJQ/s1600/P1070898-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SxW-8b8UFiI/AAAAAAAALm0/PgY62dvOtJQ/s400/P1070898-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410440472857679394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im left with the whole&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt; "serious and focused"&lt;/span&gt;  phase right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, i did some stupid things. Encouraged by Sydney summore, apparently i needed the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"fix"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. But the second stupid thing was all me la. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, on Sunday, mummy made me follow her to Mid Valley for grocery shopping, but we ended up doing some pre-grocery-shopping shopping.&lt;br /&gt;The results:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SxPRn_ey7EI/AAAAAAAALl8/mJO_5N7NQfg/s1600/P1070873-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SxPRn_ey7EI/AAAAAAAALl8/mJO_5N7NQfg/s400/P1070873-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409898062387801154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kinda think these shoes are super cute.&lt;br /&gt;I feel like a character in the Oliver Twist movie when i wear em.&lt;br /&gt;Im so tempted to go &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;"Can i have some more please?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SxPRolKjm0I/AAAAAAAALmE/N9WesqHy0ao/s1600/P1070875-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SxPRolKjm0I/AAAAAAAALmE/N9WesqHy0ao/s400/P1070875-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409898072503458626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ive wanted em for so long, and finally. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SxPRpLLed6I/AAAAAAAALmM/9RBe2VKrrYI/s1600/P1070879-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SxPRpLLed6I/AAAAAAAALmM/9RBe2VKrrYI/s400/P1070879-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409898082707863458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum really liked this ring, so she got it for me. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then, there was lingerie. Which i didnt photograph. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, when i realised the college gang wont be spending much time all together during our short break since we're going on holidays with our fams and all, so i came up with this super fun thing to do. Cant wait to tell em, and see what they think. :D New Years will be our lil reunion. Whoosh, guysss, ive got shit loads planned. Nothing illegal and things you wouldn't approve of, i swear*mischievous grin* . and i WILL be using the room! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before i get caught up with my ideas&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt; (nyeehehehe)&lt;/span&gt; ill get back to the books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SxPRps6oZSI/AAAAAAAALmU/jw7TxJ3Ko64/s1600/P1070881-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SxPRps6oZSI/AAAAAAAALmU/jw7TxJ3Ko64/s400/P1070881-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409898091764016418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im pretty sure ill be at&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SxW-9QRK0RI/AAAAAAAALnE/-NtWxL8BwOs/s1600/P1070883-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SxW-9QRK0RI/AAAAAAAALnE/-NtWxL8BwOs/s400/P1070883-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410440486903795986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this stage sometime next week. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;(probably on the 13th)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;beeeeena&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;[url=http://g.imageshack.us/g.php?h=98&amp;i=dsc01036tm4.jpg][img=http://img98.imageshack.us/img98/2839/dsc01036tm4.16052f3624.jpg][/url]&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/903333341097975923-5783981772590030851?l=veenaism-ness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veenaism-ness.blogspot.com/feeds/5783981772590030851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=903333341097975923&amp;postID=5783981772590030851&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/903333341097975923/posts/default/5783981772590030851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/903333341097975923/posts/default/5783981772590030851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veenaism-ness.blogspot.com/2009/11/party-dont-start-till-i-walk-in.html' title='The party dont start till i walk in'/><author><name>veena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16330721193858423937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SsMh2PEc1aI/AAAAAAAALBU/1nB4loVn8Os/S220/P1060776-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SxW-83VLgKI/AAAAAAAALm8/gE4-gkw3IPs/s72-c/P1070909-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-903333341097975923.post-482137419523272699</id><published>2009-11-26T22:29:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T01:03:17.268+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Walking tall against the rain</title><content type='html'>Whoosh,ive got majorly mixed feelings today!&lt;br /&gt;Before i get to the ups and downs of this day, i had an AWESOME time last saturday with the girls. We went to Hartamas with Navin and Raja for a shisha sesh. It, unfortunately for the guys, became a JAKE catch up sesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/Sw6flFsyHSI/AAAAAAAALjk/RZ7WrIDneb0/s1600/P1070803.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/Sw6flFsyHSI/AAAAAAAALjk/RZ7WrIDneb0/s400/P1070803.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408435662052531490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was SO good. We basically had a million things to tell each other, and it just kept flooding for each of us non-stop. Even when we REALISED the guys were totally left out and doing their own thing, we couldnt stop. I think we only stopped our &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;jake-no-one-else-would-get-it &lt;/span&gt;talk half an hour or so before we left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/Sw6fl_tPVSI/AAAAAAAALj0/Ev4f_ezrJpk/s1600/P1070775.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/Sw6fl_tPVSI/AAAAAAAALj0/Ev4f_ezrJpk/s400/P1070775.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408435677623702818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry guys! :) But i loved the catch up. So good to know that no one and nothing breaks the bond. I can totally talk to the Coll-gang, but there's a limit to the amount of stuff i can tell to each of them. What i talk to them about is individually different. But with the girls, its just EVERYTHING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/Sw6fkKPedeI/AAAAAAAALjU/XhgYoIRxzGc/s1600/P1070789.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/Sw6fkKPedeI/AAAAAAAALjU/XhgYoIRxzGc/s400/P1070789.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408435646091916770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/Sw6fko_dxmI/AAAAAAAALjc/77WRNyJGimA/s1600/P1070790.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/Sw6fko_dxmI/AAAAAAAALjc/77WRNyJGimA/s400/P1070790.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408435654346262114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/Sw6flWvxDDI/AAAAAAAALjs/xAKXuhov-bQ/s1600/P1070809.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/Sw6flWvxDDI/AAAAAAAALjs/xAKXuhov-bQ/s400/P1070809.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408435666628447282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Days like this kick ass. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then again, today kicked ass too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the LAST DAY OF CLASS WITCHEZZZZZ.&lt;br /&gt;yeah, im pretty gangsta nowadays. -.-&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo, the year went by like oober super goober jam fast. It feels like it was just&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; (insert usual nostalgic speech)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was kinda awesome ending with T9, cause our lecturer is funny in a weird kinda way. He's this lil buff man, that has a perverted mind but makes the FUNNIEST perverted jokes. It was all really weird, cause not everyone in our class is gonna be doing ACCA or starting at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/Sw6lGBxvXrI/AAAAAAAALkM/lKA86ehGFnE/s1600/P1070846-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/Sw6lGBxvXrI/AAAAAAAALkM/lKA86ehGFnE/s400/P1070846-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408441725493403314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One year wasnt enough to get to know these rocking people. And 6 months definitely wasnt enough time to have a blast with the chickitas and lads from group 4. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/Sw6lFiDE10I/AAAAAAAALkE/TM8hAEbo8oA/s1600/P1070845-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/Sw6lFiDE10I/AAAAAAAALkE/TM8hAEbo8oA/s400/P1070845-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408441716976179010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The class pictures and the gang and my pic with Mr.Kok&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; (yes, Kok, well Simon Kok)&lt;/span&gt; is with Aaron, but i have a bunch of pictures with me. I think the best part of today, would be after class, when we &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;(the gang)&lt;/span&gt; went out to watch a movie and dinner and we just talked. Talking was awesome. The laughing was awesome. The 20minutes spent on deciding on a place to eat was the best part. hee hee hee. Oh, New Moon was just aite. nyeh. and i now have to wear my specs when i stare at screens, if not, i become a freaking Volturi. Bloodshot eyes and excessive tearing have accompanied me today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/Sw6lG21DhkI/AAAAAAAALkc/EZexaUMl19M/s1600/P1070848-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/Sw6lG21DhkI/AAAAAAAALkc/EZexaUMl19M/s400/P1070848-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408441739734386242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoosh. i feel all happy and mushy inside when i look at this pic. awwww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/Sw6nezIUlAI/AAAAAAAALkk/G44NGO-6pL8/s1600/P1070849-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/Sw6nezIUlAI/AAAAAAAALkk/G44NGO-6pL8/s400/P1070849-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408444350081569794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;NAWAL&lt;/span&gt;! my crazy partner in crime for everything mean yet super funny!&lt;br /&gt;Peace,Yo!&lt;br /&gt;That never gets old. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/Sw6nfIRvsAI/AAAAAAAALks/y-SA0Nx9Dic/s1600/P1070850-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/Sw6nfIRvsAI/AAAAAAAALks/y-SA0Nx9Dic/s400/P1070850-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408444355758239746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/Sw6nfrgUFrI/AAAAAAAALk0/adA801Ejyxk/s1600/P1070851-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/Sw6nfrgUFrI/AAAAAAAALk0/adA801Ejyxk/s400/P1070851-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408444365214586546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our own little horror series is coming up soon : &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;The tale of three boys by two girls and a lurker.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/Sw6ngKzkykI/AAAAAAAALk8/ILFNNtXf_eM/s1600/P1070853-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/Sw6ngKzkykI/AAAAAAAALk8/ILFNNtXf_eM/s400/P1070853-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408444373616872002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/Sw6ngWqSTxI/AAAAAAAALlE/fC5yEN9RORM/s1600/P1070855-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/Sw6ngWqSTxI/AAAAAAAALlE/fC5yEN9RORM/s400/P1070855-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408444376799137554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/Sw6vdFzFm_I/AAAAAAAALlM/u1pt5XmFUs8/s1600/P1070852-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/Sw6vdFzFm_I/AAAAAAAALlM/u1pt5XmFUs8/s400/P1070852-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408453116826065906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/Sw6vyQylWqI/AAAAAAAALl0/Ti9HEGu3i9Y/s1600/P1070865-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/Sw6vyQylWqI/AAAAAAAALl0/Ti9HEGu3i9Y/s400/P1070865-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408453480553994914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/Sw6vdgQY2nI/AAAAAAAALlU/MFa09gWE-zE/s1600/P1070856-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/Sw6vdgQY2nI/AAAAAAAALlU/MFa09gWE-zE/s400/P1070856-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408453123928283762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think we took hundreds of pictures. If not with my cam, with aarons. It was a photo-taking frenzy i tell ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;The Chronicles of Mutton. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/Sw6veFDFdfI/AAAAAAAALlc/kuJ0clQYv54/s1600/P1070857-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/Sw6veFDFdfI/AAAAAAAALlc/kuJ0clQYv54/s400/P1070857-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408453133804598770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/Sw6vfGxGREI/AAAAAAAALls/k4-380G5rTM/s1600/P1070861-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/Sw6vfGxGREI/AAAAAAAALls/k4-380G5rTM/s400/P1070861-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408453151445894210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/Sw6veiuyKmI/AAAAAAAALlk/upWIqd5kMbU/s1600/P1070860-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/Sw6veiuyKmI/AAAAAAAALlk/upWIqd5kMbU/s400/P1070860-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408453141772511842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DOES&lt;/span&gt; like it. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, i shant be updating for a while. Ill try not to at least. If i do, it'd proly be a rant of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;fear/nerves/psychedelic paranoia. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have one week and 3 days left to squeeze in whatever amount of knowledge possible. Audit is getting on my nerves. Guess what ive got to make me feel better?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/Sw6lFAtMSJI/AAAAAAAALj8/GFVTIrYw4-Q/s1600/P1070835-2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/Sw6lFAtMSJI/AAAAAAAALj8/GFVTIrYw4-Q/s400/P1070835-2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408441708026022034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/Sw6lGYG7y9I/AAAAAAAALkU/r46ae1GlPV0/s1600/P1070847-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/Sw6lGYG7y9I/AAAAAAAALkU/r46ae1GlPV0/s400/P1070847-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408441731487878098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;grateful veena&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px; font-style: italic;font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; text-align: left;font-family:tahoma,helvetica,arial,sans-serif;" &gt;&lt;span onmouseover="_tipon(this)" onmouseout="_tipoff()" style="background-color: rgb(230, 236, 249);"&gt;"Impissible de dire " je je je t'aime " sans bégayé&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:medium;"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 15px; text-align: left;font-family:tahoma,helvetica,arial,sans-serif;font-size:12px;"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;[url=http://g.imageshack.us/g.php?h=98&amp;i=dsc01036tm4.jpg][img=http://img98.imageshack.us/img98/2839/dsc01036tm4.16052f3624.jpg][/url]&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/903333341097975923-482137419523272699?l=veenaism-ness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veenaism-ness.blogspot.com/feeds/482137419523272699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=903333341097975923&amp;postID=482137419523272699&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/903333341097975923/posts/default/482137419523272699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/903333341097975923/posts/default/482137419523272699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veenaism-ness.blogspot.com/2009/11/walking-tall-against-rain.html' title='Walking tall against the rain'/><author><name>veena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16330721193858423937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SsMh2PEc1aI/AAAAAAAALBU/1nB4loVn8Os/S220/P1060776-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/Sw6flFsyHSI/AAAAAAAALjk/RZ7WrIDneb0/s72-c/P1070803.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-903333341097975923.post-125907887657058361</id><published>2009-11-18T13:22:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T12:12:22.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>On a musical high</title><content type='html'>Due to the current time constraints, all ive been doing is sleeping, eating, studying and listening to music. Music has been keeping me sane in my times of stress. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think ALL of you should listen to the following songs a million times:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;One Republic- All the Right Moves&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Timbaland- Morning After Dark&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kris Allen- Live Like We're Dying&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Flo Rida feat. Nelly Furtado- Jump&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Drake-Best I Ever Had&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ive been also listening to French Hip Hop. Orelsan is his name. He's been criticised by feminists apparently, but what i dont understand...&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;*shrugs*&lt;/span&gt; :D He's been labelled as the &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;"French Eminem"&lt;/span&gt;. I kinda love Eminem. So yea. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Between nerding and necessary daily activities, im left with my thoughts. To clear the thoughts of exam, im left with thoughts of what im going to do AFTER. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Christmas comes to mind. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;*BIG GRIN*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you havent guessed where im heading with this, I HAVE A LIST! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes people, for the first time EVER, i have things i WANT! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Oh and Dear JAKE+Jits+Heng, since you guys still owe me half of my bday present, I WANT STUFF) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My short lil letter to santa includes:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Michael Buble's "Crazy Love" album&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SwPrj3aKnGI/AAAAAAAALfU/Qo-MamQw9XE/s1600/michael+buble+crazy+love+cd+new.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 399px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SwPrj3aKnGI/AAAAAAAALfU/Qo-MamQw9XE/s400/michael+buble+crazy+love+cd+new.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405422979176373346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SwPrj3aKnGI/AAAAAAAALfU/Qo-MamQw9XE/s1600/michael+buble+crazy+love+cd+new.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;One Republic's "Waking Up" Album&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SwPyclOxKJI/AAAAAAAALgE/Ie3NypuTmSs/s1600/onerepublicalbumcover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SwPyclOxKJI/AAAAAAAALgE/Ie3NypuTmSs/s400/onerepublicalbumcover.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405430550619039890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rings that looks like zis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SwPywGS8dyI/AAAAAAAALgU/t0BFSgm1mTk/s1600/75O80DGLD_thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 175px; height: 175px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SwPywGS8dyI/AAAAAAAALgU/t0BFSgm1mTk/s400/75O80DGLD_thumb.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405430885912442658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bangles that look like thissss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SwPywcL2_LI/AAAAAAAALgc/5XybraqMBIo/s1600/75Q10DMUL_thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 175px; height: 175px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SwPywcL2_LI/AAAAAAAALgc/5XybraqMBIo/s400/75Q10DMUL_thumb.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405430891788303538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SwPywMVPdjI/AAAAAAAALgM/pVDdQmTU4Pw/s1600/75N66DMUL_thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 175px; height: 175px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SwPywMVPdjI/AAAAAAAALgM/pVDdQmTU4Pw/s400/75N66DMUL_thumb.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405430887532688946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if my parents or my brother read my blog?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;FATTY IF YOURE READING THIS TELL YOU PARENTS I WANT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;. A new handbag.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SwP6yYXmiiI/AAAAAAAALhE/BSWGmaN2QK8/s1600/alexis_brown_hobo_bag2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SwP6yYXmiiI/AAAAAAAALhE/BSWGmaN2QK8/s400/alexis_brown_hobo_bag2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405439721216576034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes,I know, i have like ten. But i &lt;s&gt;want&lt;/s&gt;  need another one thank you very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel free to leave your xmas wish list as a comment if you KNOW you're getting a present from me.&lt;br /&gt;If you know, you're not, dont leave a wish list just to make me feel bad. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;wishy veena.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;[url=http://g.imageshack.us/g.php?h=98&amp;i=dsc01036tm4.jpg][img=http://img98.imageshack.us/img98/2839/dsc01036tm4.16052f3624.jpg][/url]&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/903333341097975923-125907887657058361?l=veenaism-ness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veenaism-ness.blogspot.com/feeds/125907887657058361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=903333341097975923&amp;postID=125907887657058361&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/903333341097975923/posts/default/125907887657058361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/903333341097975923/posts/default/125907887657058361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veenaism-ness.blogspot.com/2009/11/on-musical-high.html' title='On a musical high'/><author><name>veena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16330721193858423937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SsMh2PEc1aI/AAAAAAAALBU/1nB4loVn8Os/S220/P1060776-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SwPrj3aKnGI/AAAAAAAALfU/Qo-MamQw9XE/s72-c/michael+buble+crazy+love+cd+new.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-903333341097975923.post-1443566667870134674</id><published>2009-11-15T14:19:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T19:09:25.877+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Havent met you yet</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 24px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 24px;font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;"And Somehow I Know That It'll All Turn Out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;And You'll Make Me Work So We Can Work To Work It Out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;And I Promise You Kid I'll Give So Much More Than I Get&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;I Just Haven't Met You Yet"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So MOCK is over. 3/4 revision classes are done and over with. I have 21 days, three weeks, till my finals. Im SO unsure about my audit paper. I cant remember how i felt in june, before my first sem finals, but i sure as hell wasnt lazing around and relaxing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Not to sound complacent or anything, but i have no doubts about my T6, T7 and T9 papers, its that Audit paper that has me shaking in my boots. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Its left me contemplating how i would feel if i were to fail and what i would decide to do after. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;gah! The only reassurance i can give myself is endless hours of nerding and feeling completely positive that ive done ALL that i can. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Yes,if you havent realised yet, im FREAKING OUT!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The week has arrived. According to sweetpea, this is when it "REALLY STARTS". Well, im starting. Ive worked out a lil method to ensure i dont go completely bonkers by the end of these three weeks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So, here's to the game! Get those strategies working people. Externals a biotch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;freaking out beena&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;[url=http://g.imageshack.us/g.php?h=98&amp;i=dsc01036tm4.jpg][img=http://img98.imageshack.us/img98/2839/dsc01036tm4.16052f3624.jpg][/url]&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/903333341097975923-1443566667870134674?l=veenaism-ness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veenaism-ness.blogspot.com/feeds/1443566667870134674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=903333341097975923&amp;postID=1443566667870134674&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/903333341097975923/posts/default/1443566667870134674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/903333341097975923/posts/default/1443566667870134674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veenaism-ness.blogspot.com/2009/11/havent-met-you-yet.html' title='Havent met you yet'/><author><name>veena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16330721193858423937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SsMh2PEc1aI/AAAAAAAALBU/1nB4loVn8Os/S220/P1060776-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-903333341097975923.post-2369777814918235893</id><published>2009-11-10T16:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T18:58:13.532+08:00</updated><title type='text'>scream for blasts from the past.</title><content 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bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v15.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D7d88136cea7de4fd%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331056884%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D39EEF63A6092D6EAB30EE81758548CA3AD9E159A.3DE8F3EAA6317E4F68AC23EC11587A2770C41CB1%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D7d88136cea7de4fd%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D7rPkywVAMWzyCvD_rZYil_HeHW4&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i was looking through old folders, and found these. Both where Jitty Poo is the STAR! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was gonna upload another, but Blogger seems to not want it up just yet. Till then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;[url=http://g.imageshack.us/g.php?h=98&amp;i=dsc01036tm4.jpg][img=http://img98.imageshack.us/img98/2839/dsc01036tm4.16052f3624.jpg][/url]&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/903333341097975923-2369777814918235893?l=veenaism-ness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=7d88136cea7de4fd&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=f96b66d3b0225526&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veenaism-ness.blogspot.com/feeds/2369777814918235893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=903333341097975923&amp;postID=2369777814918235893&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/903333341097975923/posts/default/2369777814918235893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/903333341097975923/posts/default/2369777814918235893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veenaism-ness.blogspot.com/2009/11/scream-for-blasts-from-past.html' title='scream for blasts from the past.'/><author><name>veena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16330721193858423937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SsMh2PEc1aI/AAAAAAAALBU/1nB4loVn8Os/S220/P1060776-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-903333341097975923.post-1806537804063815886</id><published>2009-11-08T18:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T19:20:36.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Howling at the New Moon</title><content type='html'>Nuffnang, yet again, has me jumping to update my blog. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being an avid book reader, i was extremely curious about the hype of the Twilight Saga.&lt;br /&gt;A Harry Potter fan true and true, i was sceptical at first of the &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;"Vampire meets Girl, Vampire and Girl fall in love"&lt;/span&gt; storyline i was briefly told about. But then again, I was unable to resist the temptation of &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;"judging"&lt;/span&gt; the book for myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A true lover of Fiction, the Twilight Saga had me hooked from Bella and Edwards first awkward meeting. I was enticed by the fact that these completely different individuals, both in personality and species, were at some point to be in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though at first, Bella and her constant roller-coaster of emotions annoyed me, i came to understand her as Stephenie Meyer expanded Bella's character. Being a magnet for disaster, Bella was constantly in the middle of one source of &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;"drama"&lt;/span&gt; or  another. From James, to the Volturi, the Twilight Saga kept me glued in place as i read through the lines, imagining the possible outcomes of her series of unfortunate events. Not once, did Stephenie Meyer fail to impress as she spun the story from loneliness to love to terror and then back to love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the climax of every Twilight book, i was literally aching to flip to the last page to be sure that Bella and Edward survived and that their love prevailed. As silly as the thought of the writer killing off her main characters may sound, that is proof of how the Twilight Saga gets your mind and imagination whirling exploring every single prospect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With New Moon, Stephenie Meyer brought the character of Jacob to life. As if the possibility of Vampires that are &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;"vegetarian"&lt;/span&gt; and could fall in love with humans wasn't enough of a thrill, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;"Jacob the Wolf"&lt;/span&gt; opened up a whole new world of fantasy and fiction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jacob, with his aura of kindness and compassion, had me hoping that Bella would somehow fall in love with him when at the same time i was hoping Edward would return.&lt;br /&gt;I loved how the book had me jumping from one emotion to another and liking a different character more than the other between chapters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The love between Edward and Bella didnt catch my attention as much as their struggles and obstacles to STAY together did. While almost every other girl was picturing Bella and Edward entangled in embrace, i was picturing the amazing fight scenes and the lengths Edward would go to, to keep her safe and vice versa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A mix of a romance and a thriller, the Twilight Saga satisfies a reader at so many different levels.&lt;br /&gt;As much as id like to list out specific parts in each of the books that i read and re-read just for the thrill, i shant be a spoiler to those who are yet to enjoy the Twilight experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i first saw the New Moon trailer, i immediately read New Moon again, and pictured the entire book in my head. I cant wait to see how the movie will capture the emotions, the thrills and the perfection of Stephenie Meyer's writing, in less than three hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I proudly say, that i am a Harry Potter AND Twilight fan true and true. Who says you cant be both? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shared as briefly as possible. Hopefully my enthusiasm shines through and Nuffnang decides im a worthy recipient! :D&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;[url=http://g.imageshack.us/g.php?h=98&amp;i=dsc01036tm4.jpg][img=http://img98.imageshack.us/img98/2839/dsc01036tm4.16052f3624.jpg][/url]&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/903333341097975923-1806537804063815886?l=veenaism-ness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veenaism-ness.blogspot.com/feeds/1806537804063815886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=903333341097975923&amp;postID=1806537804063815886&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/903333341097975923/posts/default/1806537804063815886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/903333341097975923/posts/default/1806537804063815886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veenaism-ness.blogspot.com/2009/11/howling-at-new-moon.html' title='Howling at the New Moon'/><author><name>veena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16330721193858423937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SsMh2PEc1aI/AAAAAAAALBU/1nB4loVn8Os/S220/P1060776-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-903333341097975923.post-5061650528970981569</id><published>2009-11-07T13:10:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T16:46:52.067+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stay.</title><content type='html'>Last Thursday, we had one T7 class that went by rather quickly so we were done for the day at 11am. Being the &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;"terrified about our finals being a month away"&lt;/span&gt; students we OBVIOUSLY are, we decided to spend the day out instead of rushing home to our books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The original plan was for me to follow the guys to play Left 4 Dead before meeting San San for lunch. Being the girl that lives out her dream of becoming an assassin any chance she gets, i didnt really mind, but the guys were plotting to use me as their decoy. I would be sent to die, while they killed.Not much of an assassin as you can see. meh. evil boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, the planned changed. Probably because Soon Soon had to send a friend home first, so after we sent her home, we werent really in the mood to go back to Sunway, so we decided to just go straight for lunch. Thats how the four of us ended up in Petaling Street at 12.30pm on Thursday. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SvUOdGm81vI/AAAAAAAALek/U6IzXrnDHvE/s1600-h/DSC02123.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fLoxDMnuD4/SvUOdGm81vI/AAAAAAAALek/U6IzXrnDHvE/s400/DSC02123.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401239221253756658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised, i have never had that, authentic experience of KL with my friends. With JaKE+Jits+K.Heng, we never strayed from Malls or Bangsar. Any place with good food, good shows, entertainment and drinks, we've conquered it. The not so pristine streets of KL, not our turf. With my family, of course, id been to all the hole-in-the-wall stalls with the best food you'd ever tasted, but never with my friends. Its a whole different kind of experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Between Aaron and I, we went to 4 different places for lunch. Yes, we did it the tourist way.&lt;br /&gt;We started off with Roasted duck, then t
