<?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-700846502161737572</id><updated>2012-01-19T11:07:10.492+08:00</updated><category term='Me'/><category term='Country'/><category term='Day to Day'/><category term='Sunway'/><category term='Kuching'/><category term='Amcorp Mall'/><category term='J Co'/><category term='Family'/><category term='King&apos;s Confectionery'/><category term='Friends'/><category term='One Utama'/><category term='Movie'/><category term='NBA'/><category term='Nelson Mandela'/><category term='presentation'/><category term='Crocs'/><category term='Abstract'/><category term='Opinion'/><category term='Swenson&apos;s'/><category term='Dang Wangi'/><category term='Forever 21'/><category term='Durian'/><category term='Shopping'/><category term='Conference'/><category term='Dessert'/><category term='Food'/><category term='KLCC'/><category term='Piccadilly'/><category term='Sale'/><category term='MAB'/><category term='Redang'/><category term='Baskin Robbins'/><category term='Her World'/><category term='Optometry'/><category term='Make-up'/><category term='Korean'/><category term='Empire Gallery'/><category term='Shoes'/><category term='The Curve'/><category term='Matta Fair'/><category term='Pets'/><category term='Laura Su'/><category term='Fifa'/><category term='Ice-cream'/><category term='Holiday'/><category term='Eurostar'/><category term='Jogoya'/><category term='Christmas'/><category term='Nio'/><category term='Bubba Gump'/><category term='Birthday'/><category term='Jack Neo'/><category term='Exam'/><category term='Malaysia'/><category term='Phone'/><category term='Community Service'/><category term='Tiger'/><category term='Flowers'/><category term='Laundry Bar'/><category term='Furniture'/><category term='Actress'/><category term='Festivals'/><category term='Prognathism'/><category term='Exhibition'/><category term='Rapid KL'/><category term='Prismera'/><category term='PWTC'/><category term='cards'/><category term='Piano'/><category term='Thoneh'/><category term='Football'/><category term='Nuffnang'/><category term='Che Go'/><title type='text'>Natural Me...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturalme-lta.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/700846502161737572/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturalme-lta.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/700846502161737572/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09365387493794762171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/SOt8nkPqMxI/AAAAAAAAAAU/IRPCjHfYuAA/S220/laura.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>163</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-700846502161737572.post-8166841322387204999</id><published>2012-01-19T10:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-19T11:07:10.504+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nio'/><title type='text'>Home</title><content type='html'>2nd Post!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chinese New Year is this weekend and I'm in the midst of packing my suitcase to fit a whole load of stuff which I'm not sure I'll use as well as stuff for the family back home. I can't wait to touch down in Kuching International Airport (KIA). In fact, once I board the plane in KL, it'll feel like I'm home already. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been awake since 7am this morning and I have butterflies in my stomach. It comes from having something exciting to look forward too ie. going home. Of course, there's the fact that NIO has some visitors today; name those from MQA the Malaysian Qualification Agency. This is their last visit before granting the university full accreditation. It's a nerve-wracking moment for all. Honestly, the university has come quite a way to reach this day. It's relatively new and as with any new university, there will be a couple of hiccups. I believe with time, it will improve and be able to deliver on all fronts excellently. Yes, this sounds so positive but hey, that's what I feel. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As I'm typing here, the sky which was just moments ago bright and sunny has become quite gloomy. I really hope it wouldn't rain cause it will so so so difficult to get to the airport. That with the suitcase and all. Wet is not an option! It seems like it always rains when I'm about to head home and I need the clear weather to walk. =(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wish me luck!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Chinese New Year!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm a dragon so it'll be my year!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/700846502161737572-8166841322387204999?l=naturalme-lta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturalme-lta.blogspot.com/feeds/8166841322387204999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=700846502161737572&amp;postID=8166841322387204999&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/700846502161737572/posts/default/8166841322387204999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/700846502161737572/posts/default/8166841322387204999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturalme-lta.blogspot.com/2012/01/home.html' title='Home'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09365387493794762171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/SOt8nkPqMxI/AAAAAAAAAAU/IRPCjHfYuAA/S220/laura.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-700846502161737572.post-5069016907133682926</id><published>2012-01-17T16:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T17:05:05.456+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Make-up'/><title type='text'>New Year, New Mojo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hello!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's been what? Six months since I last blogged. So I've just been having a good day and I suddenly felt the urge to come back here and restart. It's now 2012 and it's been a wonderful end of year for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Let's see?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;1. I've finally made a trip up to Penang on my own (Which is a VERY big deal for me, don't laugh!!) to visit Claire who stays in a real hostel. My first experience ever. Haha &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;2. A group trip to A-Famosa for 2 days and 1 night. We went to the Water World and it was 'Woah!! I can't describe it in words...' Haha I braved the whole thing and sat on every ride open there. Including the 7-storey slide thingy. It felt so out of this world (and not in a good way, mind you) because as you begin the turn which is at about 110 degree angle, I actually felt like my body was lifted off the slide. Talk about scary man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;3. Hazel and I baked Gingerbread Cookies and dressed them up for Christmas. Since it's so hot in Malaysia, most of them were in bikini's. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;4. Christmas was celebrated in KL. Mum and my sisters came all the way here since I didn't apply any leave to go back home. The trip would have been flawless other than a few taxi mishaps if not for a horrible incident involving 2 thiefs... Total boo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;5. And then we enter 2012&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The year started off simple and quiet. However, it has improved and I feel so blessed to say that miracles do exist. No words can describe how wonderful. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Then it was a hectic few weeks cause since CNY break is nearing, everyone was rushing to complete their reports and files. Let me tell you, I have not written so much, non-stop for at least quite a few months. It's nearing its end with only a few loose strings to tie and that is definitely a relief to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Before I sign off, let me just tell you about the importance of always having some make-up on. Imagine one day, you woke up and decided 'OK, it's lazy day today' thus deciding not to use any make-up. Your skin is pale, your eyebags weigh a tonne, and your eye brows are  as naked as a baby's butt! (Okay, I admit, my eyebrows are pale) =( Then halfway through the day, somethings happens and requires that you at least need those basic make-up but alas, you've no time to fix anything. Man, imagine the picture!!! Imagine the picture!!! It's bad enough for me with the jaw, but naked eyebrows?? Hahaha so always be prepared even though you're lazy! (P/s: that's a note to myself...=P)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So that's a little update. I won't promise anything, but needless to say, I'll try to be back!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My heart's singing a happy tune...xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/700846502161737572-5069016907133682926?l=naturalme-lta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturalme-lta.blogspot.com/feeds/5069016907133682926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=700846502161737572&amp;postID=5069016907133682926&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/700846502161737572/posts/default/5069016907133682926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/700846502161737572/posts/default/5069016907133682926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturalme-lta.blogspot.com/2012/01/new-year-new-mojo.html' title='New Year, New Mojo'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09365387493794762171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/SOt8nkPqMxI/AAAAAAAAAAU/IRPCjHfYuAA/S220/laura.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-700846502161737572.post-1972341360719345552</id><published>2011-05-12T23:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-14T04:50:03.591+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='F1'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Zoo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><title type='text'>A Little bit of Everything</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hola! It's a spur of the moment thing since the procrastinating mode is back so blogging is back...Hehe how's everyone? So this post is a brief of what's been going on in life the past few month's that I've dissapeared. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;First, it was an awesome get-together with a few Teresians when Mildred came back to Malaysia. Had a huge meal at Chili's and then hogged a table at Little Taiwan for can't remember how many hours. In the past, some people have mentioned that Mildred and I look alike. Well, this pic shows just the opposite =) It was really nice meeting everyone and chatting...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-t8zHQVhSVEk/Tcv7IMM3BtI/AAAAAAAABjk/Fga5z5ES7m0/s1600/blog1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-t8zHQVhSVEk/Tcv7IMM3BtI/AAAAAAAABjk/Fga5z5ES7m0/s400/blog1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605850279325402834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And then, there was a weekend trip to Malacca. Another food-filled adventure! From the moment we stepped into Malacca, it was eat, eat and eat. We had Nyonya food (hmm, they're otak-otak is way better than Muar's. No offence to Muar otak otak lover's of course. Just that i prefer the flavours of the herbs and spices infused in to the Nyonya otak otak which of course is due to the fact that I grew up eating Nyonya otak otak cause that's where my mom got the recipe from, though we're not Nyonya or Baba descendents.) Phew, that was really long. But anyway, back to the food. Then it was of to Nadeje's for their famous Mille Crepe or simply known as thousand layer cake. It was so packed, we had to take-away or tapau and enjoy it Makhota Parade's foodcourt. Then it was on to Capitol Satay for satay celup. It's actually food on sticks which you dip into a peanut and spice sauce. To me, it felt like the sauce lacked a certain depth (too much spices, too little salt) but of course, that's my opinion. You're entitled to yours...=) Moving on, we entered Jonker Street filled with little snacks and trinkets and all sorts of cafe's lining the street.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Come morning, we had Bak Kut Teh which I loved due to the flavourful-ness of the broth. It's not easy to find one which isn't alang-alang which means neither here nor there. Hehe we also had nyonya and baba laksa (yes, it's 2 different kinds) and the ever-famous chicken rice balls. Oo, not forgetting portugese egg tarts. Aside from food, we had some time to squeeze in sight-seeing of the famous red church and the tree under which Parameswara first rested. Awesome, no? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-w9zSCAZgZjE/Tcv7Hysq4BI/AAAAAAAABjc/UdxKEefXmi0/s1600/blog2-1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-w9zSCAZgZjE/Tcv7Hysq4BI/AAAAAAAABjc/UdxKEefXmi0/s400/blog2-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605850272479502354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I love this pic, cause there's optical illusion. Haha I seem to be leaner and longer in this picture so that's why it's here. Haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fSvQ2F96iyg/Tcv7HlVTZMI/AAAAAAAABjU/uH-OENJaQFo/s1600/blog2-2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fSvQ2F96iyg/Tcv7HlVTZMI/AAAAAAAABjU/uH-OENJaQFo/s400/blog2-2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605850268891833538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lining up to eat satay celup at the oldest, most famous, no sibling or relative satay celup.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DVjtVaTY-jQ/Tcv7HvwSImI/AAAAAAAABjM/EvWMVPcEqa8/s1600/blog3.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DVjtVaTY-jQ/Tcv7HvwSImI/AAAAAAAABjM/EvWMVPcEqa8/s400/blog3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605850271689351778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So moving from eating, we went to watch the F1 Grand Prix at Sepang. It was an experience to remember. Our ticket's were only RM33 as we got the early bird tickets. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5m60m9jTtQ4/Tcv7HSSWQ4I/AAAAAAAABjE/MWRezfRBW9I/s1600/blog4.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5m60m9jTtQ4/Tcv7HSSWQ4I/AAAAAAAABjE/MWRezfRBW9I/s400/blog4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605850263779165058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So yes, you're wondering, like 'Cheh, it's grass seats and not proper seating.' But hey, it adds on to the fun you know? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9VJwMoPJObc/Tcv6-hoWtZI/AAAAAAAABi8/9RPxLFo_5Hw/s1600/blog5.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9VJwMoPJObc/Tcv6-hoWtZI/AAAAAAAABi8/9RPxLFo_5Hw/s400/blog5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605850113279178130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Next up was the Blind Leading the Blind Walk. It was held on a Sunday which thankfully I woke up on time. As usual, it's organized by the Lions Club Petaling Jaya. Walked around blind-folded with a partner to guide you. It's crazy scary when you can't depend on your eyes for direction. Which explains why it's harder for people who go blind due to accidents or infections after having had vision previously compared to those who were born blind. You tend to adapt more easily.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V2qOWFggktU/Tcv6-emf4bI/AAAAAAAABi0/ySiLsyXsuNs/s1600/blog6.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V2qOWFggktU/Tcv6-emf4bI/AAAAAAAABi0/ySiLsyXsuNs/s400/blog6.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605850112466084274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And then came the 'tai ko's' birthday. Hehe 22 this year. That cake gave me cold feet =P Now, it's a fast from cake for an undefined period of time for both Ru Shan and Chak. Hehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Xh7Ad6UBJpA/Tcv6-FkepMI/AAAAAAAABis/DUEvbyzWJdU/s1600/blog7.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 304px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Xh7Ad6UBJpA/Tcv6-FkepMI/AAAAAAAABis/DUEvbyzWJdU/s400/blog7.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605850105746728130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Recently, we had a trip to Zoo Negara. And my lousy unco-operative Nokia Maps led us on a merry go-round. Ended up using so many different routes but finally we found the way there...Luckily. It was fun there though...I love animals but I feel sad cause there seemed to be a short supply of water for the animals as some cages had no water pond on anything. Well, not that I saw. Ooo, they have penguins. They're so cute...Hehehe sakai, I know. What to do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5ebhUAz4F7I/Tcv69-Sur6I/AAAAAAAABik/oFv0z4R6iug/s1600/blog8.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5ebhUAz4F7I/Tcv69-Sur6I/AAAAAAAABik/oFv0z4R6iug/s400/blog8.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605850103793233826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jalcO0Rfn3U/Tcv69r8zUoI/AAAAAAAABic/zGQ--gR2bCM/s1600/blog9.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jalcO0Rfn3U/Tcv69r8zUoI/AAAAAAAABic/zGQ--gR2bCM/s400/blog9.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605850098869424770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So, the beautiful pictures with such high quality are all credits of the photographer, Chak. Some how pictures from a good camera always turn out good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyway, that's pretty much the gist of what's been happening recently. So now for the bad news, I fell down. Uber horrid! Will show you the pic in the next post. Don't worry. I ain't running away. I'll definitely be back since there's lot's of things to do meaning procrastination....XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/700846502161737572-1972341360719345552?l=naturalme-lta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturalme-lta.blogspot.com/feeds/1972341360719345552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=700846502161737572&amp;postID=1972341360719345552&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/700846502161737572/posts/default/1972341360719345552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/700846502161737572/posts/default/1972341360719345552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturalme-lta.blogspot.com/2011/05/little-bit-of-everything.html' title='A Little bit of Everything'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09365387493794762171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/SOt8nkPqMxI/AAAAAAAAAAU/IRPCjHfYuAA/S220/laura.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-t8zHQVhSVEk/Tcv7IMM3BtI/AAAAAAAABjk/Fga5z5ES7m0/s72-c/blog1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-700846502161737572.post-5087003036404399401</id><published>2011-03-17T18:19:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-17T21:01:56.015+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Optometry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nio'/><title type='text'>Claire in KL</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So so so...I'm back once again. I know I'm inconsistent but hear me out. It's been one assignment after another these few weeks including our 1st assessment which counts for 20% of our grades. Moreover, there's also preparation for our research proposal which is not easy. If you know literature review, you'll totally understand how stressful it can get. Anyway, the title of this post is gonna be about Claire's trip to KL but at then end, i'll get abit nerdy and talk about some tests and instruments we use in our optometry clinic at NIO =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Claire arrived Friday morning, bright and early. But I was still stressing about Contact Lens 2 paper which was to start at 9am. She arrived at the condo approximately 12 smtg pm with luggage, foldable mattress and Adam. Hehe So being me, I was so excited the night before Claire arrived, I decided to cook for Friday lunch. And this is the end product. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pA538G9A7pE/TYHhyaWLPNI/AAAAAAAABhE/Tchvmvzy9Sk/s1600/b1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pA538G9A7pE/TYHhyaWLPNI/AAAAAAAABhE/Tchvmvzy9Sk/s400/b1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584993269098167506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It was a drizzly, rainy Friday but we decided not to waste any time and head out to the shopping malls. Friday was to KLCC and Pavillion. By the way, Friday was also the day the earthquake-tsunami hit Japan. Sad, sad thing. I heard about it from a little birdie around 5pm. No wonder it's raining. It some how clicks in my head for whatever weird reason. Earthquake-tsunami = Rain everywhere. Haha lame lame....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So after walking round and round and buying a thing or 2, "ps. Adam had a spree in Isetan XD" the next most important question was what to have for dinner. We decided to have Korean food at Amcorp Mall. I miss their Kimchi Jiggae since I haven't had it this semester. So from Pavillion in the heart of KL, we 'raced' back to Amcorp Mall in PJ just for dinner. I wasn't sure what time they were closing assuming it to be 9pm since Amcorp Mall is so old and stuff. But behold, they only close at 10pm. We had an awesome dinner. Some how, their flavours just suit me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gijsZBY3YV8/TYHhyCTE9TI/AAAAAAAABg8/6SpiVs9WJIE/s1600/b2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gijsZBY3YV8/TYHhyCTE9TI/AAAAAAAABg8/6SpiVs9WJIE/s400/b2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584993262642722098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Day 2 I had class till 1pm. Not only that, it was Law. Anyway, we decided to stick around the area and hang around at Mid Valley and Gardens. Bought another thing or 2 here. Ahhh, so nice to shop. Haven't done that in a while. Heheh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-64hxr8vENZA/TYHhrwBFuCI/AAAAAAAABg0/o2ga1zoCJd4/s1600/IMG_1946_%25E5%2589%25AF%25E6%259C%25AC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 298px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-64hxr8vENZA/TYHhrwBFuCI/AAAAAAAABg0/o2ga1zoCJd4/s400/IMG_1946_%25E5%2589%25AF%25E6%259C%25AC.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584993154656221218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So an amazing thing happened was we were walking towards Gardens. You know that lifestyle cafe named Garden? Yea, we were walking when Adam mentioned something was going on. I looked over and saw some people standing about the piano in the 'bird cage' with a girl playing the piano. I thought, hmm, just some famous local artiste i guess. I wasn't though. It was a marriage proposal. Not to the girl playing the piano but some one else. They were standing next to the piano. The guy was on bended knee and everything. Traditional.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;For dinner, we wanted to go to Tomy Roma's but the waiting list was 20 minutes long. So we decided to go to TGIF. Haha this time I'm smarter. Ordered to share. One pasta and one sirloin steak and buffalo wings to share. Still very filling though...=P *Cat grin*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Fsr8GvYCyEU/TYHhr-pUuTI/AAAAAAAABgs/G2gOYnumHKc/s1600/b3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Fsr8GvYCyEU/TYHhr-pUuTI/AAAAAAAABgs/G2gOYnumHKc/s400/b3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584993158583073074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kr3jhbkfbgU/TYHhrlvQ9EI/AAAAAAAABgk/WxKKIAUEHZ0/s1600/b4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kr3jhbkfbgU/TYHhrlvQ9EI/AAAAAAAABgk/WxKKIAUEHZ0/s400/b4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584993151897105474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyone would be able to guess what we were doing. Went home with a bottle of hair dye for Claire. Light copper brown this time. I was faster this time and by the end of this session, I think anyone can employ me to make Times Burger, ie. I mean to squeeze the mayonnaise, chilli sauce or maybe at the waffle stall to squeeze chocolate sauce. Total expert talking here man.....Hahahahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bK8vn8b8eLo/TYHhrlvaZxI/AAAAAAAABgc/_dqZGB0Egng/s1600/IMG_1958_%25E5%2589%25AF%25E6%259C%25AC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 298px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bK8vn8b8eLo/TYHhrlvaZxI/AAAAAAAABgc/_dqZGB0Egng/s400/IMG_1958_%25E5%2589%25AF%25E6%259C%25AC.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584993151897724690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Day 3 we went to Cheras and Puchong. We had lunch at this place in Cheras along Jalan Shelly. Chicken Rice.....=D But everyone here speaks Cantonese and 3 of us tidak cakap Canto. Mandarin pun cacat. Then the aunty working here very garang. Hahaha but very funny. There were 2 guys sitting behind us and they kept laughing. Super paiseh....=/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Zcxd9LCDzpo/TYHhrWf8YTI/AAAAAAAABgU/M1QiyPVw6n8/s1600/b7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Zcxd9LCDzpo/TYHhrWf8YTI/AAAAAAAABgU/M1QiyPVw6n8/s400/b7.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584993147806310706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So this so called drink is sugar cane. But it's actually a mixture of some chinese tea thing and don't know what else. But it's quite nice cold though. Hahaha the lady was actually asking between 2 drinks which we wanted. And 'someone' went, ah okay 3. Hahaha the lady stared at us like we came from Mars!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-txR9wWDYxiY/TYHg4tNzfvI/AAAAAAAABgM/AuA0TiqJUyU/s1600/b5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-txR9wWDYxiY/TYHg4tNzfvI/AAAAAAAABgM/AuA0TiqJUyU/s400/b5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584992277730918130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Chicken&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T_UdDiEbDVA/TYHg4RKPW5I/AAAAAAAABgE/cyQkzp_1b-s/s1600/b6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T_UdDiEbDVA/TYHg4RKPW5I/AAAAAAAABgE/cyQkzp_1b-s/s400/b6.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584992270199774098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Char siu. This char siu is quite good. It really has some barbeque taste and the skin is kinda crispy which is not the norm for Kuching char siu. Hehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4XsgJa2Ou0E/TYHg4VMWxrI/AAAAAAAABf8/vRUgno_u0J8/s1600/b10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4XsgJa2Ou0E/TYHg4VMWxrI/AAAAAAAABf8/vRUgno_u0J8/s400/b10.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584992271282390706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And then off to IOI Mall in Puchong. We walked around, found nothing interesting and decided to have tea. Again at TGIF. With brownie obsession and chocolate mouse. Sugar overload.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RELFIYprFqE/TYHg4LEOE_I/AAAAAAAABf0/vh2ndsBQM5A/s1600/IMG_1975_%25E5%2589%25AF%25E6%259C%25AC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 298px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RELFIYprFqE/TYHg4LEOE_I/AAAAAAAABf0/vh2ndsBQM5A/s400/IMG_1975_%25E5%2589%25AF%25E6%259C%25AC.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584992268563911666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So come Monday, I was able to get both Claire and Adam to come and be my patients for the our practice clinic. Boy, was I nervous!! That's the examination form which is 4 pages long and we have to fill in everything. The black box is where we store our retinoscopes and ophthalmoscopes. Mine is from Keeler. Everyone who studies at NIO needs to get their own set.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ixv68OBw4RY/TYHg33dtqbI/AAAAAAAABfs/qruqbIVz2T4/s1600/IMG_2013_%25E5%2589%25AF%25E6%259C%25AC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 298px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ixv68OBw4RY/TYHg33dtqbI/AAAAAAAABfs/qruqbIVz2T4/s400/IMG_2013_%25E5%2589%25AF%25E6%259C%25AC.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584992263302130098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Here, we're at the slit lamp. Hazel examined Claire, and she found that Claire had some fast pursuit eye movements in the right eye. It was amplified on the slit lamp which is actually like a microscope but instead of observing bacteria, we observe the eye ie. lashes, lid, conjunctiva, cornea, iris, lens and other stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aTnrbN5aseM/TYHgkF5U1hI/AAAAAAAABfk/9qHGjm5UKjk/s1600/IMG_1995_%25E5%2589%25AF%25E6%259C%25AC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 298px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aTnrbN5aseM/TYHgkF5U1hI/AAAAAAAABfk/9qHGjm5UKjk/s400/IMG_1995_%25E5%2589%25AF%25E6%259C%25AC.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584991923578656274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This is me doing a corneal sensitivity test. It is done to test if the cornea is numb from a drop of alcaine instilled to the eye. We usually do this before doing the tonometry examination which measures intraocular pressure (IOP). Meaning right....we measure the pressure of the eye using some tiny instrument. Claire and Adam both became my patients. Hehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-s45UcFFJBk4/TYHgkOcQiHI/AAAAAAAABfc/awaObq5cpis/s1600/IMG_2002_%25E5%2589%25AF%25E6%259C%25AC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 298px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-s45UcFFJBk4/TYHgkOcQiHI/AAAAAAAABfc/awaObq5cpis/s400/IMG_2002_%25E5%2589%25AF%25E6%259C%25AC.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584991925872658546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So, all done with the 2 hour long procedure. Tired from such a long examination, I guess...=P Or just woke up too early...Hehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MDB34zu-41I/TYHgj1NkvtI/AAAAAAAABfU/nTgUo4TWZAM/s1600/IMG_1996_%25E5%2589%25AF%25E6%259C%25AC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 298px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MDB34zu-41I/TYHgj1NkvtI/AAAAAAAABfU/nTgUo4TWZAM/s400/IMG_1996_%25E5%2589%25AF%25E6%259C%25AC.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584991919100182226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HT2gNzbcDhk/TYHgji_9_xI/AAAAAAAABfM/YIXut-sH0aU/s1600/IMG_2004_%25E5%2589%25AF%25E6%259C%25AC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 298px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HT2gNzbcDhk/TYHgji_9_xI/AAAAAAAABfM/YIXut-sH0aU/s400/IMG_2004_%25E5%2589%25AF%25E6%259C%25AC.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584991914211278610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And here I am all stressed out and trying to smile...Hahaha &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RdopdWGyvic/TYHgjg0bJ1I/AAAAAAAABfE/1WV6_fOYK7w/s1600/IMG_2006_%25E5%2589%25AF%25E6%259C%25AC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 298px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RdopdWGyvic/TYHgjg0bJ1I/AAAAAAAABfE/1WV6_fOYK7w/s400/IMG_2006_%25E5%2589%25AF%25E6%259C%25AC.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584991913625986898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;That was the end of Claire's trip to KL. It was so much fun having her around. I miss being at home with the family....But studies are calling...Now I gotta go back to typing out references for my research proposal and start with presentation slides....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Toodles&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/700846502161737572-5087003036404399401?l=naturalme-lta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturalme-lta.blogspot.com/feeds/5087003036404399401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=700846502161737572&amp;postID=5087003036404399401&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/700846502161737572/posts/default/5087003036404399401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/700846502161737572/posts/default/5087003036404399401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturalme-lta.blogspot.com/2011/03/claire-in-kl.html' title='Claire in KL'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09365387493794762171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/SOt8nkPqMxI/AAAAAAAAAAU/IRPCjHfYuAA/S220/laura.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pA538G9A7pE/TYHhyaWLPNI/AAAAAAAABhE/Tchvmvzy9Sk/s72-c/b1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-700846502161737572.post-7695321496320176793</id><published>2011-03-06T12:32:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-06T13:36:01.967+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='KLCC'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Conference'/><title type='text'>International Conference on Low Vision, 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It was just 2 weeks into classes that we were informed that we'd be involved in the Conference for Low Vision. It was held from the 20th-24th February 2011 at the Kuala Lumpur Convention Centre. Our seniors had the opportunity to take part as delegates. We were to be volunteers. Sure, in the beginning we all felt sluggish at the mere mention of work and volunteering. But I think in the end, everyone felt that it was a good experience and we really did get to mingle around with each other. My account here will be more of a behind the scenes take on the conference =) This is the first time the conference is held in KL let alone in Asia. There were altogether 500+ people involved from over 50 countries.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Aren't the twin towers beautiful? I'll always remember coming back to KL in a flight from Kuching, the clear night sky. It was beautiful because I had a chance to see the twin towers from up in the sky as the plane was getting ready to land at KLIA. It's like a sky so clear that you can see the stars. &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/-TPYOIyBPIko/TXMUKiUvrHI/AAAAAAAABe8/fvOT2MGr7g0/s1600/blog18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TPYOIyBPIko/TXMUKiUvrHI/AAAAAAAABe8/fvOT2MGr7g0/s400/blog18.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580826534487239794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Most of the conference was carried out on the 3rd floor. The place is big and walking from one end to the other, well, your feet will be sore at the end of the day. Tea is usually served in this foyer and boy can I tell you, tea is the best meal of the day at this conference. It's simple and yet, delicious! Hehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jJ3R_SYp03M/TXMUKdym8vI/AAAAAAAABe0/KeXpEX6n7yw/s1600/blog12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jJ3R_SYp03M/TXMUKdym8vI/AAAAAAAABe0/KeXpEX6n7yw/s400/blog12.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580826533270319858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This is the programme book. It was like the 'bible' for everyone. Anything, just refer to this book. Even delegates were poring over the pages trying to decide which free paper sessions, plenaries and symposiums to attend which would best benefit them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h-cYxkOZ04I/TXMUJ-PWXcI/AAAAAAAABes/naxOugeCDm0/s1600/blog26.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h-cYxkOZ04I/TXMUJ-PWXcI/AAAAAAAABes/naxOugeCDm0/s400/blog26.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580826524800933314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ahh, here we are at the beginning. It was the day before registration and we as volunteers were there to help prepare the 'goody bag'. The bags were sponsored by Alcon and we filled it with goodies like a detailed map of KL city, badges, pamphlets, a writing pad, invitations, etc etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-asLkrXokPcA/TXMUJhHTqNI/AAAAAAAABek/sJxYenIUlgI/s1600/blog5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-asLkrXokPcA/TXMUJhHTqNI/AAAAAAAABek/sJxYenIUlgI/s400/blog5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580826516982573266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This wasn't a very nice picture not because of the picture itself but more of where we were and doing what. We ended up continuing our work in the walkway like a factory line while on the other side of the building, a convocation ceremony was being held. It didn't paint the right image.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-juF9ULCovNs/TXMUJT07nTI/AAAAAAAABec/SxrkRUCRLNE/s1600/blog4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-juF9ULCovNs/TXMUJT07nTI/AAAAAAAABec/SxrkRUCRLNE/s400/blog4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580826513415839026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This was the conference hall where the exhibition and posters were placed. It's usually filled during tea time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Gb0b62OPEP0/TXMT9uenhnI/AAAAAAAABeU/S_ZF_Vfdzqg/s1600/blog15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Gb0b62OPEP0/TXMT9uenhnI/AAAAAAAABeU/S_ZF_Vfdzqg/s400/blog15.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580826314411574898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A few pictures of us volunteers having tea =P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q-6BGufDV0w/TXMT9S7SZcI/AAAAAAAABeM/G5WjOJZUulc/s1600/blog25.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q-6BGufDV0w/TXMT9S7SZcI/AAAAAAAABeM/G5WjOJZUulc/s400/blog25.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580826307015632322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WmnIavcFwag/TXMT9dXvlxI/AAAAAAAABeE/yfvNoDaduIw/s1600/blog3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WmnIavcFwag/TXMT9dXvlxI/AAAAAAAABeE/yfvNoDaduIw/s400/blog3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580826309819340562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KGY-T1BrzI0/TXMT9JsRMvI/AAAAAAAABd8/rvx0p9GFJBk/s1600/blog14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KGY-T1BrzI0/TXMT9JsRMvI/AAAAAAAABd8/rvx0p9GFJBk/s400/blog14.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580826304536720114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8eBXSZMHbu0/TXMT8y04WyI/AAAAAAAABd0/2aEBlaE6Pg8/s1600/blog13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8eBXSZMHbu0/TXMT8y04WyI/AAAAAAAABd0/2aEBlaE6Pg8/s400/blog13.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580826298398825250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This was outside the Speaker Ready Room, Room 307. It's a day long job of making sure all the speakers sent in their powerpoint presentation as well as to make sure they're there on time before any session starts. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hGsPRgVs_Q0/TXMTvv0uaiI/AAAAAAAABds/x13ig82AuyM/s1600/blog6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hGsPRgVs_Q0/TXMTvv0uaiI/AAAAAAAABds/x13ig82AuyM/s400/blog6.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580826074254567970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PZneP9ptSE8/TXMTvXtKowI/AAAAAAAABdk/uLRUrnTiMe8/s1600/blog7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PZneP9ptSE8/TXMTvXtKowI/AAAAAAAABdk/uLRUrnTiMe8/s400/blog7.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580826067780412162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In the secretariat. Floaters as they are called have to remain in the secretariat in case they're needed for any job or things like that. To pass time, no they weren't busy studying or anything, it was B-I-N-G-O. Hey Prakash, I know your combination! Hehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HY-unDfsR_g/TXMTvK1UHnI/AAAAAAAABdc/fmnmyOsGU7E/s1600/blog8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HY-unDfsR_g/TXMTvK1UHnI/AAAAAAAABdc/fmnmyOsGU7E/s400/blog8.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580826064324927090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We were then invited to attend the Gala Dinner which was held on day 2 of the conference. So instead of wearing our yellow uniform t-shirts, we decided to change.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sg_M1dqp3cA/TXMTvI3v6TI/AAAAAAAABdU/SZG03unS43k/s1600/blog16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sg_M1dqp3cA/TXMTvI3v6TI/AAAAAAAABdU/SZG03unS43k/s400/blog16.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580826063798266162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Before the dinner, there was a Cultural Extravaganza whereby there were tradisional arts and crafts stalls set up for the delegates brave enough to have a go at them. There was basket weaving, wood carving, songket making, as well as the Royal Selangor Pewter. Guess what, Royal Selangor had the noisiest stall. Hehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1iKOMiCCrx0/TXMTuyXrUgI/AAAAAAAABdM/9DPH8i7oHfo/s1600/blog17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1iKOMiCCrx0/TXMTuyXrUgI/AAAAAAAABdM/9DPH8i7oHfo/s400/blog17.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580826057758167554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A group of us before the dinner. All dressed up! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lHDGx4e2ASg/TXMThW3t_eI/AAAAAAAABdE/DiuGF4ktuHc/s1600/blog1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lHDGx4e2ASg/TXMThW3t_eI/AAAAAAAABdE/DiuGF4ktuHc/s400/blog1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580825827038068194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vBaEYgEwWaI/TXMThPHyVYI/AAAAAAAABc8/7P1kdqujctQ/s1600/blof19.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vBaEYgEwWaI/TXMThPHyVYI/AAAAAAAABc8/7P1kdqujctQ/s400/blof19.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580825824957977986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tn-9w2oCBAs/TXMTg4bbs8I/AAAAAAAABc0/ufJRCh5HoxM/s1600/blog20.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tn-9w2oCBAs/TXMTg4bbs8I/AAAAAAAABc0/ufJRCh5HoxM/s400/blog20.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580825818866365378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-etPGLkInV4o/TXMTgy4VRCI/AAAAAAAABcs/Th3jHXjhjG4/s1600/blog9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 354px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-etPGLkInV4o/TXMTgy4VRCI/AAAAAAAABcs/Th3jHXjhjG4/s400/blog9.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580825817376965666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wr_BX9WKEfI/TXMTgh7TkAI/AAAAAAAABck/9rFH3qmFP70/s1600/blog21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wr_BX9WKEfI/TXMTgh7TkAI/AAAAAAAABck/9rFH3qmFP70/s400/blog21.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580825812826034178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This was a group picture of those who managed to rush in with our Dean, Dr Dato' Veera Ramani, Head of Department, Dr Ananth as well as one of our lecturers, Dr Chris.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OTMmMB62JnM/TXMTSfCTkzI/AAAAAAAABcc/a8tIl2UnTRQ/s1600/blog10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OTMmMB62JnM/TXMTSfCTkzI/AAAAAAAABcc/a8tIl2UnTRQ/s400/blog10.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580825571531920178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And what is a post without at least a picture or 2 of the food. I can't quite decide what sort of dinner it was. More like fusion? Your guess is as good as mine. This was the starter. Which was good. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2QCIQMByH9U/TXMTSKWeyYI/AAAAAAAABcU/CSWAKgitvHA/s1600/blog22.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2QCIQMByH9U/TXMTSKWeyYI/AAAAAAAABcU/CSWAKgitvHA/s400/blog22.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580825565979396482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And the main course was more like a Malay-style dining experience. However, the food was a mixture of chinese and malay. Hmm, what say you? ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ACYyEOPthrQ/TXMTR5j2j3I/AAAAAAAABcM/8PDP27_6QyE/s1600/blog23.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ACYyEOPthrQ/TXMTR5j2j3I/AAAAAAAABcM/8PDP27_6QyE/s400/blog23.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580825561472077682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;On the final day, everyone was busy packing and taking pictures. And of course receiving some 'ka-ching'. Hehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oC6wR06vxRs/TXMTR1H8TyI/AAAAAAAABcE/RIn7Srd4S_U/s1600/blog11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oC6wR06vxRs/TXMTR1H8TyI/AAAAAAAABcE/RIn7Srd4S_U/s400/blog11.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580825560281272098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Is this kangaroo not cute?? I thought it was uber-cute. And it's just the right size and firmness to hug. Hehe the next conference will be held in Melbourne Australia in 2014.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Tm2zivBjBd8/TXMTRhFIgEI/AAAAAAAABb8/bTSBfhhp-zU/s1600/blog24.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Tm2zivBjBd8/TXMTRhFIgEI/AAAAAAAABb8/bTSBfhhp-zU/s400/blog24.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580825554900779074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So that's pretty much it. It was seriously exhausting but in the end, it was great cause we had fun working between juniors and seniors. Yea well, every working team as its' grumblings, rantings and what not, but that's what makes us a team.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/700846502161737572-7695321496320176793?l=naturalme-lta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturalme-lta.blogspot.com/feeds/7695321496320176793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=700846502161737572&amp;postID=7695321496320176793&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/700846502161737572/posts/default/7695321496320176793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/700846502161737572/posts/default/7695321496320176793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturalme-lta.blogspot.com/2011/03/international-conference-on-low-vision.html' title='International Conference on Low Vision, 2011'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09365387493794762171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/SOt8nkPqMxI/AAAAAAAAAAU/IRPCjHfYuAA/S220/laura.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TPYOIyBPIko/TXMUKiUvrHI/AAAAAAAABe8/fvOT2MGr7g0/s72-c/blog18.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-700846502161737572.post-7919837548740118241</id><published>2011-02-19T21:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-27T21:07:44.516+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Holiday Dec 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Hehe...I know I said maybe in a day or two from my last post but most importantly, I'm here now. I'm still in my holiday mood so I'll continue from there. Just some of the things I got for Christmas. Yes, very assorted but I love them all. Haha&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/-PcfOaoUkBtg/TWpHzdJV4EI/AAAAAAAABb0/A07uBB6ecTE/s1600/fb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PcfOaoUkBtg/TWpHzdJV4EI/AAAAAAAABb0/A07uBB6ecTE/s400/fb.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578350037774491714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And this is Christmas dinner at 123, Jalan Kumpang on the 25th. We had a bigger Christmas Eve dinner at my aunty's house and as usual, the food and company was awesome. So on the 25th, mummy wanted to cooked something for us and we all decided on deliciously juicy roasted chicken thigh with roasted vegetables such as onions, carrots and potatoes. You know what would be even more awesome? Roasted pumpkin. It's delicious. Mummy only decided to cook at about 4pm that day and being Christmas, it was amazing we could still find fresh chicken =P&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6yDQNZNO1d4/TV_IdlsXyQI/AAAAAAAABbs/r2K1anbregY/s1600/blog2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6yDQNZNO1d4/TV_IdlsXyQI/AAAAAAAABbs/r2K1anbregY/s400/blog2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575395274367944962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Awww, that's my little sister!! Hahah better aww with me alright, cause my sisters are all amazing, just the way they are...=D Okay, a little bit muka tembok here but once in awhile is okay, isn't it? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RXnr_bfvlZk/TV_IdA7RV7I/AAAAAAAABbk/-Puo2On7Lug/s1600/blog3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RXnr_bfvlZk/TV_IdA7RV7I/AAAAAAAABbk/-Puo2On7Lug/s400/blog3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575395264498325426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And this is the cake that we had so much fun decorating for my uncles's birthday which is on the 25th December. It's Carrot Cake with Cream cheese topping. Since it was a square cake, we couldn't think of how to decorate it being so square and all. Ended up with fresh Korean strawberries and delicious cherries. The strawberries weren't sour, but sweet so it doesn't make you cringe when eating them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WKptVwKLpTE/TV_Ic4LDTCI/AAAAAAAABbc/a0bq-LWOat4/s1600/blog4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 389px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WKptVwKLpTE/TV_Ic4LDTCI/AAAAAAAABbc/a0bq-LWOat4/s400/blog4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575395262148594722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hehe this is the chef who baked and decorated the whole thing. Don't be deceived by that L on her apron cause she can cook beautifully, my mummy! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--Ded7hWMNi8/TV_IchGgaYI/AAAAAAAABbU/5BIvkqG1aj8/s1600/blog5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--Ded7hWMNi8/TV_IchGgaYI/AAAAAAAABbU/5BIvkqG1aj8/s400/blog5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575395255955515778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pLZAtu4yLnE/TV_IcfqAs-I/AAAAAAAABbM/zPy7g-TZsts/s1600/blog6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pLZAtu4yLnE/TV_IcfqAs-I/AAAAAAAABbM/zPy7g-TZsts/s400/blog6.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575395255567561698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Next up, I'll show more family pictures. Just randomly taken when we were in Bintulu, Sarawak for Chinese New Year...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/700846502161737572-7919837548740118241?l=naturalme-lta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturalme-lta.blogspot.com/feeds/7919837548740118241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=700846502161737572&amp;postID=7919837548740118241&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/700846502161737572/posts/default/7919837548740118241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/700846502161737572/posts/default/7919837548740118241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturalme-lta.blogspot.com/2011/02/holiday-dec-2010.html' title='Holiday Dec 2010'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09365387493794762171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/SOt8nkPqMxI/AAAAAAAAAAU/IRPCjHfYuAA/S220/laura.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PcfOaoUkBtg/TWpHzdJV4EI/AAAAAAAABb0/A07uBB6ecTE/s72-c/fb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-700846502161737572.post-4058251348954643570</id><published>2011-02-18T22:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T22:23:06.085+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tiger'/><title type='text'>I'm Back</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Like finally right?? So yes, I'm back! After ancient years. I've been having my semester break so that's the time when I'm like taking a hiatus from the internet. Being in PJ, I'm online practically everyday but when I'm back home in Kuching, I'm barely online. Why? Cause I've spending maximum time with my family and the tv so, so much less time left for the internet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This is how I look this semester. Like it? Haha owh well, nothing can be done even if you didn't. I haven't had bangs, meaning hair fringe since I was like 9. And now I'm back to it. Didn't expect to have it but the hairdresser is good at giving me surprises. What person does not love surprises? =P&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/-fcsdnKUVVmc/TV58quC4U1I/AAAAAAAABbE/s_MZszK86xw/s1600/17022011335_%25E5%2589%25AF%25E6%259C%25AC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fcsdnKUVVmc/TV58quC4U1I/AAAAAAAABbE/s_MZszK86xw/s400/17022011335_%25E5%2589%25AF%25E6%259C%25AC.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575030462087713618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So what did I do back home? Well, first thing first. It was this baby that taught me to drive, albeit recklessly. I'm still pretty bad at it but at least I'm slightly better than when I started. Hehe this is some limited edition titanium blue ps3. Honestly, playing it never popped into my head but well, tiger loves it so, yes, he's playing it now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3yvvfJyYYAQ/TV58qc_ZW6I/AAAAAAAABa8/UPku9ojzY4U/s1600/10122010190_%25E5%2589%25AF%25E6%259C%25AC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3yvvfJyYYAQ/TV58qc_ZW6I/AAAAAAAABa8/UPku9ojzY4U/s400/10122010190_%25E5%2589%25AF%25E6%259C%25AC.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575030457509698466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MyB0IVTj9V8/TV58qbuJRjI/AAAAAAAABa0/P_agHabkrX8/s1600/10122010194_%25E5%2589%25AF%25E6%259C%25AC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MyB0IVTj9V8/TV58qbuJRjI/AAAAAAAABa0/P_agHabkrX8/s400/10122010194_%25E5%2589%25AF%25E6%259C%25AC.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575030457168905778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;When I went back home, it was nearing Christmas and it was fun with all my sisters, mom and dad. I have a few pictures of us doing stuff but I'll wait till my next post to put them here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Next came January and with it, my first trip to Sabah. The Ford was our trusty companion, transporting us from one end of the west coast to another end. Pics of course will be another post. Hopefully I get round to them in a day or 2....*imagine my angel face* XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Coming back from Sabah, it was 2 weeks till new year. At that time, my mom had only started with her pineapple jam. She used up 8 pineapples....Heheh but we didn't make any cookies or cakes till the week before new year. I'll leave the story of our little factory to yet another post.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The holidays went by so quickly, as they say, in the blink of an eye. Honestly, I'm having a bad case of homesickness. Miss my time at home but life goes on. School's started and there's many things going on. As usual, I've yet again resolved to be more hardworking but we'll see how that goes... =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Keep your finger's crossed amigos! I'll be back soon.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/700846502161737572-4058251348954643570?l=naturalme-lta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturalme-lta.blogspot.com/feeds/4058251348954643570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=700846502161737572&amp;postID=4058251348954643570&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/700846502161737572/posts/default/4058251348954643570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/700846502161737572/posts/default/4058251348954643570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturalme-lta.blogspot.com/2011/02/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m Back'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09365387493794762171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/SOt8nkPqMxI/AAAAAAAAAAU/IRPCjHfYuAA/S220/laura.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fcsdnKUVVmc/TV58quC4U1I/AAAAAAAABbE/s_MZszK86xw/s72-c/17022011335_%25E5%2589%25AF%25E6%259C%25AC.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-700846502161737572.post-6762849164065119541</id><published>2010-12-16T18:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-16T18:22:26.633+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Exam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nio'/><title type='text'>1 day to go...</title><content type='html'>Okay, so at this exact moment, 6.16pm, I still have 14 hours plus till my final paper starts. Had a really long day today. I now feel like an old woman cause my back hurts like an old woman.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was clinical work up and viva voce today. I'm just speechless and tired.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tomorrow it's going to be Binocular Vision and that's also another daunting paper. Horopter, local and global stereopsis, anomalous retinal correspondence, Panum's fusional area, anatomy and neurophysiology of binocular vision and alot more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm still alive. Just tired...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Need to take a nap. Yes, at this odd hour but I couldn't care less...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cheer me on&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;=D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/700846502161737572-6762849164065119541?l=naturalme-lta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturalme-lta.blogspot.com/feeds/6762849164065119541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=700846502161737572&amp;postID=6762849164065119541&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/700846502161737572/posts/default/6762849164065119541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/700846502161737572/posts/default/6762849164065119541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturalme-lta.blogspot.com/2010/12/1-day-to-go.html' title='1 day to go...'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09365387493794762171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/SOt8nkPqMxI/AAAAAAAAAAU/IRPCjHfYuAA/S220/laura.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-700846502161737572.post-1790949990442622668</id><published>2010-12-10T18:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-10T18:56:25.116+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Exam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nio'/><title type='text'>Final Examination</title><content type='html'>Howdy folks!&lt;div&gt;How are y'all doin'?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I'm having my final exams now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's horrifying. Final papers used to be 2 hours.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Apparently, the number of hours a final paper is depends on the percentage of the final paper. So the percentage for each of our final papers is only 40%.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why change it to 3 hours, eyh? I don't know...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today, I had a 3 hour exam with a 4 hour paper.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was torture! =/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I came out of the hall, went home and 20 minutes later, my hand still aches...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I finished the ink in one pen and there was still so much to write!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I recall hearing Hazel say this as I walked out of the examination room,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Walao-eh...Like writing a book arr..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haha very cute and VERY TRUE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So this is Day 3.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's still 4 more days to go with 4 written papers, 1 clinical work-up and 1 viva voce.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's gonna hurt much more next week!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wish me luck, my friends! =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;See ya soon...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/700846502161737572-1790949990442622668?l=naturalme-lta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturalme-lta.blogspot.com/feeds/1790949990442622668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=700846502161737572&amp;postID=1790949990442622668&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/700846502161737572/posts/default/1790949990442622668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/700846502161737572/posts/default/1790949990442622668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturalme-lta.blogspot.com/2010/12/final-examination.html' title='Final Examination'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09365387493794762171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/SOt8nkPqMxI/AAAAAAAAAAU/IRPCjHfYuAA/S220/laura.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-700846502161737572.post-6542151771944195198</id><published>2010-12-04T14:29:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-04T15:06:41.924+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jogoya'/><title type='text'>Jogoya, Starhill Gallery</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Okie, we're back with more food! Wheeee....&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is actually sometime ago. About 2 weeks ago. We decided to pamper ourselves with food, food and more food. What could be better than food, eyh? Hehe The location was at Jogoya, Starhill Gallery. They were having an awesome promotion. Ladies get 50% off!! Hehe I think this promo is still on now. But thing is, the promotion is only from Monday to Thursday which is their definition of a weekday. Friday to Sunday is weekend. As soon as we were shown to our table, we started our rounds. This first picture is only half of what we had. We just kept going back to get more food. But of course, once the table was filled, we settled down to satisfy our growling tummies. &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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TPng1i62LzI/AAAAAAAABak/JL944JyJ1P8/s1600/jogoya1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TPng1i62LzI/AAAAAAAABak/JL944JyJ1P8/s400/jogoya1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546711626594791218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;There were only 5 of us that evening. The 4 girls: me, Hazel, Ru Shan, Jenny. The 5th person, Chak. I think going there to eat, you need to go a few times to be able to get the sequence and what food is best for you. I like their dim sum and actually alot of the stuff. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TPng1JE9PFI/AAAAAAAABac/QtqLCHNG6Gk/s1600/jogoya6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TPng1JE9PFI/AAAAAAAABac/QtqLCHNG6Gk/s400/jogoya6.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546711619657874514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TPngvDieydI/AAAAAAAABaU/2kg-ucc6Gzo/s1600/jogoya3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 397px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TPngvDieydI/AAAAAAAABaU/2kg-ucc6Gzo/s400/jogoya3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546711515091880402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TPnguy8G0wI/AAAAAAAABaM/87cQbXw3Yy0/s1600/jogoya4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TPnguy8G0wI/AAAAAAAABaM/87cQbXw3Yy0/s400/jogoya4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546711510635959042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Look at my spread. It was fit for a king! Hehe or in this case, a queen! Haha I know, so thick skinned, eyh? Hehe Jusstttt Kidddiiiiinnngggg...=P&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TPnguVf5y3I/AAAAAAAABaE/_d0yhsuDfqw/s1600/jogoya2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TPnguVf5y3I/AAAAAAAABaE/_d0yhsuDfqw/s400/jogoya2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546711502733036402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One thing besides the dim sum I liked was this Manhattan Lamb Chop. You need to order this as it's only made when you want it and they'll serve it to your table. So how will they know where your table is with so many many people? All you have to do is drop a clip which is available from your table into the bowl which shows the lamb chop picture at their station. There was also a section whereby you can order your choice of stir-fried vegetables. It was good. Ru Shan ordered 'kangkung' or also known as water spinach fried with belacan which is fermented shrimp paste. Besides that, you can also order steamed fish of your choice. The one we loved was the steamed 'cod'. But it tasted, looked and smelled more like white pomfret. Either way, I love this fish. Hehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TPnguFa67uI/AAAAAAAABZ8/b3vkIeh2gUE/s1600/jogoya5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TPnguFa67uI/AAAAAAAABZ8/b3vkIeh2gUE/s400/jogoya5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546711498417172194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Another cool thing you can do is to have this 'hot pot'. It's like a pot where you fill with your favourite goodies and mix it with the soup of your choice. Then once you bring it back to your table where there's already a stand and a burner underneath, you just need to get the waitress to light the burner, wait for it to boil and Ta Da...It's ready to be enjoyed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Besides that, you can also have something like a grill or barbeque. There are pre-prepared plates of goodies which you can just take from the chiller, get the burner lit and wait for them to brown. Hehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TPngttnsPbI/AAAAAAAABZ0/Fu7YnjmPFMc/s1600/jogoya7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TPngttnsPbI/AAAAAAAABZ0/Fu7YnjmPFMc/s400/jogoya7.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546711492028284338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So what else was there? There was a wide range of sushi, japanese appetizers, muscles, and fresh oysters. For kids and those who love fried food, you'll find a section there as well. And pasta....Furthermore, there was also a lot of dessert to choose from. This is my second time to Jogoya and it's also my second time skipping dessert. I was just too stuffed. But, I didn't miss out on ice-cream! Hehe you have a choice between New Zealand Natural and Haagen Daz ice-cream. I tried both, but if I had to choose, it'd be Haagen Daz. I loved their Rum and Raisin as well as their Raspberry Sorbet...Hehe There's also a chocolate fountain. Chocolate coated marshmallows? Super duper YUM!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haha okay, so by the end of the evening...I was like a stuffed pig ready to be roasted for Christmas dinner. But it was fun, nonetheless...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Go, Team Food!!! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/700846502161737572-6542151771944195198?l=naturalme-lta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturalme-lta.blogspot.com/feeds/6542151771944195198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=700846502161737572&amp;postID=6542151771944195198&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/700846502161737572/posts/default/6542151771944195198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/700846502161737572/posts/default/6542151771944195198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturalme-lta.blogspot.com/2010/12/jogoya-starhill-gallery.html' title='Jogoya, Starhill Gallery'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09365387493794762171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/SOt8nkPqMxI/AAAAAAAAAAU/IRPCjHfYuAA/S220/laura.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TPng1i62LzI/AAAAAAAABak/JL944JyJ1P8/s72-c/jogoya1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-700846502161737572.post-1674092658515865681</id><published>2010-12-02T16:18:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T16:45:42.199+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoneh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Exam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nio'/><title type='text'>Case Presentation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Oh, the joys of having to go through case presentations.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I just finished mine. As usual, was the last person, but I don't think it's so bad...Hehe case presentation starts in your 5th semester or 3rd year Semester 1.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We had to present 2 cases, one for refractive errors or binocular vision anomalies and another was for ocular diseases. What were my cases? I chose Convergence Insufficiency for binocular vision anomalies and Dry eye with Corneal Ulcer for ocular diseases.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So what's Convergence insufficiency? Well, to put it simply, it's like you can't cross your eyes. Thus, you can't scare people with your eyes. So when you can't do this, it means that you have CI. My patient is 23 years old. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Of course this picture isn't my patient, but it's just to illustrate what cross eyed means. But when the test is done to measure how much to can cross your eyes, you're actually focusing on something so it'll definitely happen. Not like this picture where the person can consciously cross her eyes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TPda8aN3sqI/AAAAAAAABZc/DuKIcbQGoto/s1600/Cross-eyed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TPda8aN3sqI/AAAAAAAABZc/DuKIcbQGoto/s400/Cross-eyed.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546001460006204066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So what's a good management for this? Home therapy is good. One example is the Pencil Push-Up Therapy. Hold a pencil at arms length. Focus on the tip and bring it as close as you can to your nose. Focus for 10 seconds and repeat for 10 times. So my patient totally killed me by being a non-compliant patient. So if you don't listen to doctor's orders or the optometrists, what happens then? You get cosmetically unacceptable prisms incorporated into your spectacles. And how do you know how much to prism to use? By following Sheard's Criterion. Dang, I'm rambling. Maybe after unloading this, I'll feel better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;For dry eyes, my patient has Rheumatoid Arthritis which attacks the tear glands which thus affects your tear production. She has occluded her lower punctums with silicone punctal plugs. So what are punctums?? Hehe try puling your skin a little at the angle near your nose. You'll be able to see little holes there. That's why when you cry during Korean drama's, you need to blow your nose. Cause excess tears flow and cause runny nose. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TPda8FcX-BI/AAAAAAAABZU/Ze2gIAC1gC4/s1600/eye_arrows-copy_sm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 226px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TPda8FcX-BI/AAAAAAAABZU/Ze2gIAC1gC4/s400/eye_arrows-copy_sm.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546001454429894674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Among the test to be carried out measuring tear production? Schirmer's, TBUT, as well as Jones's. Oh Emm Gee...Why ask me about Jones's test. I had a total mental block. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Oh well, all is good. It's over. And now, to focus on the theory papers as well as case work-up which is a practical test where we have patients to examine as well as viva voce.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I notice this is a boring post, but it kinda helps me to cool off, I guess. So bare with me...=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/700846502161737572-1674092658515865681?l=naturalme-lta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturalme-lta.blogspot.com/feeds/1674092658515865681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=700846502161737572&amp;postID=1674092658515865681&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/700846502161737572/posts/default/1674092658515865681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/700846502161737572/posts/default/1674092658515865681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturalme-lta.blogspot.com/2010/12/case-presentation.html' title='Case Presentation'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09365387493794762171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/SOt8nkPqMxI/AAAAAAAAAAU/IRPCjHfYuAA/S220/laura.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TPda8aN3sqI/AAAAAAAABZc/DuKIcbQGoto/s72-c/Cross-eyed.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-700846502161737572.post-3109349954814409500</id><published>2010-11-29T13:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-29T14:27:20.251+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prognathism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><title type='text'>Imperfect Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today, I'm gonna talk about myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have PROGNATHISM.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To be more accurate, I have Mandibular Proganthism.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What is it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's the protrusion of the mandibular or the lower jaw which affects the lower third of the face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If you still don't understand what it is, here's your real-life specimen =P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TPNBbI4LzLI/AAAAAAAABZM/tHhsYLT2YwU/s1600/jaw1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 360px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TPNBbI4LzLI/AAAAAAAABZM/tHhsYLT2YwU/s400/jaw1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544847500718623922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Growing up, I never really realised my condition. I always assumed it could be corrected with braces. Easy, right? So I didn't worry. I just thought, "Hey, once I'm done with braces, I'll be able to smile beautifully and chew normally." Until of course, I went to the dentist when I was 13 years-old. He told me that it couldn't be corrected with braces and that I'd need surgery. After hearing that, I was still optimistic that I could do the surgery and have my perfect smile without worrying about how I look like from the side. Or in fact, any angle of my face. Hahaha &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The dentist said I could only go for surgery after my bone had stopped growing. Probably about 18 years of age. Anyway, time flew past, I didn't do the surgery and here I am at 22 still with my mandibular prognathism. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Honestly, I sometimes think what would I look like after I'd done the surgery? Would I not have to ever worry about my crooked smile? Would I be able to have pictures of my profile taken without feeling odd? Yea, maybe you think I'm shallow like that but who doesn't want to look good right? I guess this is the one thing that bothers me about, me! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Of course, there's an advantage to this condition. I don't have to worry about having double chin. Unless I decide to expand uncontrollably in the future. Hahahahahaha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TPNBacQ-sEI/AAAAAAAABZE/M_OUlU186Lc/s1600/jaw2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 313px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TPNBacQ-sEI/AAAAAAAABZE/M_OUlU186Lc/s400/jaw2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544847488743026754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So, Jay Leno also has Prognathism. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Charles the Second of Spain also had Prognathism. He apparently had the most pronounced case of Mandibular Prognathism.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If you check on Wikipedia, which I know is not the most reliable source of information but I'm just too lazy to further clarify, many European Royalty also have Prognathism.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cheers to us?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/700846502161737572-3109349954814409500?l=naturalme-lta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturalme-lta.blogspot.com/feeds/3109349954814409500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=700846502161737572&amp;postID=3109349954814409500&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/700846502161737572/posts/default/3109349954814409500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/700846502161737572/posts/default/3109349954814409500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturalme-lta.blogspot.com/2010/11/imperfect-me.html' title='Imperfect Me'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09365387493794762171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/SOt8nkPqMxI/AAAAAAAAAAU/IRPCjHfYuAA/S220/laura.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TPNBbI4LzLI/AAAAAAAABZM/tHhsYLT2YwU/s72-c/jaw1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-700846502161737572.post-7794054138649507571</id><published>2010-11-24T02:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-24T02:32:38.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my tear drainage system works perfectly............................................................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/700846502161737572-7794054138649507571?l=naturalme-lta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturalme-lta.blogspot.com/feeds/7794054138649507571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=700846502161737572&amp;postID=7794054138649507571&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/700846502161737572/posts/default/7794054138649507571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/700846502161737572/posts/default/7794054138649507571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturalme-lta.blogspot.com/2010/11/my-tear-drainage-system-works-perfectly.html' title=''/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09365387493794762171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/SOt8nkPqMxI/AAAAAAAAAAU/IRPCjHfYuAA/S220/laura.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-700846502161737572.post-9182830604316984490</id><published>2010-11-21T23:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-21T23:48:52.571+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pets'/><title type='text'>Little loves</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;The things that make me miss home....are my furry friends. Or should I say sisters. We all have the same surname you know...This here is Tammy Su. It's the most recent picture of here which was taken 2 days ago and mms-ed to me by Beth...Amazing isn't she? Like a tight roll of 'ngo hiang'. Hahaha she's a mized breed. Her mum is a pure breed Persian cat and her dad...hmm....some handsome, flirty stranger. Haha serious! The two things this cat does best is ask for her wet food at the same time every evening and choose the best spots in the house to sleep. Her fur looks short in the picture but it's actually really long compared to normal. Ooo, another thing she's good at, is to push heavy ceramic photo frames off the headboard of bed frames. So, she's a dangerous one to sleep with...=D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If she's already chosen her spot to sleep in for the night, i.e my pillow at the head of my bed, we can't move her and instead have to cramp ourselves into the lower half without pillow...But she's worth it...Hehe &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/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TOk5R0GEV2I/AAAAAAAABY8/RPin-e4pZwY/s1600/20112010941.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TOk5R0GEV2I/AAAAAAAABY8/RPin-e4pZwY/s400/20112010941.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542023794660759394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And this here is Spice Su. We've had her since end of 2003. She's getting older as the years pass and sometimes I just am not ready to admit that. She's a huge bundle of energy and pretty fussy. She loves barking at people driving run-down vehicles but not if you show up in big, nice cars. Haha She also loves chasing birds and playing with cats. Both my dog and I have the same kinda condition with our jaw so we're so similar eyh? Hehe she's afraid of lightning and thunder but once we let her in the house, she tries to show it who's boss....Oh yes, that's how I looked like in 2004. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TOk5Q_biDxI/AAAAAAAABY0/ZHfLPSlvI10/s1600/22675774622833l%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 276px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TOk5Q_biDxI/AAAAAAAABY0/ZHfLPSlvI10/s400/22675774622833l%255B1%255D.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542023780523708178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sometimes, I really worry about my little darlings. I worry that they need something but we're unable to understand them. I worry that they're trying to tell us something important but again, we can't get them. I used to dream of becoming a vet when I was younger. I really wish to be able to help animals. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are so many organizations and welfares helping humans but how many are helping the helpless animals who are in that condition not by choice but because no one cares for them? Did you know that many animals lose their way every Chinese New Year due to fear of firecrackers? They're scared of loud noises and so panic just running to find shelter or many to try 'attack' what it is. I have a neighbour who breeds German Shepard's. Every CNY, he would have to sedate his pet because they become too overwrought due to the sound. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another thing is the way we look after our animals. Put yourself in their shoes. Would you like it if you only had hard, sharp bones for dinner? Would you like it if you were cramped in a small, hot cage? They are like us. They need space to move about, proper food for nutrition, love and care. You can't expect an animal to be able to live on mouldy water, shit food and no exercise right? Think straight people. Training them is good. But do it in the proper manner. Then you might as well not have the pet to look after your house and get an alarm. Or 20! Just think before you act.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not saying I'm perfect. I'm not saying I know what's best for my pets. I know I have too soft a heart when it comes to them. I know sometimes I'm too busy to spend time with them. But I do try to just chill with them, give them treats and spend time with them.Give them a break. They have feelings too...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was written in my Form 5 yearbook that my dream was to be able to operate a zoo-like shelter where I would be able to help and care for these dear ones and hopefully someone would adopt them and give them the love they deserve. Honestly, that dream is still there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had a visit to SSPCA a few years back. Seeing kittens who are visually impaired due to pterygiums or in layman terms, a layer of flesh growing on the eye, and nothing can be done about it is just so heart breaking. Pet owners in the US spend thousands a year caring for their pet and what do we do? We just say, "Oh, nothing can be done."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Think straight people. Sometimes, they deserve it more than we do...=) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/700846502161737572-9182830604316984490?l=naturalme-lta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturalme-lta.blogspot.com/feeds/9182830604316984490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=700846502161737572&amp;postID=9182830604316984490&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/700846502161737572/posts/default/9182830604316984490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/700846502161737572/posts/default/9182830604316984490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturalme-lta.blogspot.com/2010/11/little-loves.html' title='Little loves'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09365387493794762171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/SOt8nkPqMxI/AAAAAAAAAAU/IRPCjHfYuAA/S220/laura.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TOk5R0GEV2I/AAAAAAAABY8/RPin-e4pZwY/s72-c/20112010941.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-700846502161737572.post-2954778834734171879</id><published>2010-11-20T22:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-20T22:50:47.559+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Festivals'/><title type='text'>Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sigh...don't you just love jolly festivals? But think about it, it wouldn't be called a festival if it weren't a happy one right? Hehe Christmas is just around the corner. Ooo, talking about just around the corner, it'll always bring back memories.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;When I was much younger, we usually had big family trips which included aunties, uncles as well as cousins. Sarawak being so well known for its lush rainforests, a trip was planned to some place in the jungle with chalets and stuff. Can't really remember all the details cause I guess I was really young then or maybe I spent too much of my time throwing tantrums...=/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyway, one of the activities we had was a 'walk' in the jungle to reach the view point to look over Kuching. It was actually just a 15 minute walk but ended up as a 1 hour or more walk. Haha I still laugh thinking about this. We actually passed the sign which lead of to the view point at the allocated 10-15 minutes but we kept walking. My uncle, being the leader kept mentioning that the turn off point was just around the corner. A few of us trailing at the back were wondering, wasn't that the turn off? Or maybe there's another one. So hence, we walked and walked and walked some more. There were leaches as well!! Haha so the catch phrase of that day was 'It's just around the corner' which actually turned into 1 hour's worth of jungle trekking. Needless to say, it was an interesting trip =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So yes, Christmas which falls on the 25th December every year celebrates the birth of Jesus Christ into our world. It's a wonderful festival. Not for the fact that you get a day off from work (although that is a super good bonus point), or that you receive presents. My favourite part is being able to have the family dinner. The glorious food spread out and the cheerful company. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TOfYRYGCNtI/AAAAAAAABYs/0Q-Cu6STK8U/s1600/christmas1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TOfYRYGCNtI/AAAAAAAABYs/0Q-Cu6STK8U/s400/christmas1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541635659539822290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I read somewhere about how Malaysians celebrate almost all festivals with clubbing, including Christmas, National Day and such. Well, Christmas is different. In the west, Christmas is seen as a time when families get together to have a good meal and catch up on good old times. Clubbing on Christmas? Where's the joy in that... You have to nurse that hangover which is so gonna kill the next day. Of course, if you wanna enjoy yourself, no harm done. I'm just saying that priority on this day is family. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Going out with friends on Wednesday, we all saw that Pavillion was already all prepared to celebrate the festival. It was a sight to behold...seriously!!... The Christmas trees, the decorations really puts a smile on my face. Euphorbia Pulcherrima or better known as Poinsettia's were framing the staircase leading to the centre court as well as gracing the Christmas trees.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TOfYRL019ZI/AAAAAAAABYk/5MtpRobBoU8/s1600/christmas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TOfYRL019ZI/AAAAAAAABYk/5MtpRobBoU8/s400/christmas.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541635656246490514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Malaysia being such a melting pot of races, makes me quite edgy sometimes. Definitely not because of the harmony of the races but in terms of business. Being that there are so many festivals to celebrate, sometimes, competition in business is really 'chiak lat' lor. Chinese New Year comes soon after Christmas and due to this, businesses sometimes start blasting CNY songs even before Christmas is over. I mean like , Huh? I celebrate both festivals and I enjoy both, but come on, there's a time for it. Don't budge into another festival. Totally potong steam, you know...=(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Can't wait to be home....Merry 'early' Christmas peeps! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/700846502161737572-2954778834734171879?l=naturalme-lta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturalme-lta.blogspot.com/feeds/2954778834734171879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=700846502161737572&amp;postID=2954778834734171879&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/700846502161737572/posts/default/2954778834734171879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/700846502161737572/posts/default/2954778834734171879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturalme-lta.blogspot.com/2010/11/christmas.html' title='Christmas'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09365387493794762171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/SOt8nkPqMxI/AAAAAAAAAAU/IRPCjHfYuAA/S220/laura.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TOfYRYGCNtI/AAAAAAAABYs/0Q-Cu6STK8U/s72-c/christmas1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-700846502161737572.post-6537500251121747487</id><published>2010-11-19T16:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-19T16:34:05.952+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><title type='text'>The Journey to Eat</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This post will show multiple students from NIO. It was Hari Raya Haji on Wednesday. Hence, it was a public holiday. What better way to spend it then to look for makan and more makan, right? So we thought to try out food around Imbi, Bukit Bintang and Jalan Alor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We met up at the LRT station slightly pass 11am. Destination was to KLCC and then onwards to a shop known as Win Heng Seng located at Jalan Imbi. Since we didn't know the exact directions, the supposedly ever trusted Garmin was used. Walk walk walk, past Pavillion, past Farenheit 88 and ended up in some small small alley. Tired with Garmin, decided to try Nokia Maps. Ish, I think I need to go for lessons on how to use these technologies!! Haha So we ended up at one end of Jalan Imbi. Decided to ask some uncle. Teeth all stained and all...I just asked. And he went, "I no speaking English." So then Ru Shan stepped in and asked in Mandarin. He went, " Arr....should speak mandarin mahhhh." Cheh, uncle!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So yea, moral of the story: We used the long long road...There was actually a shortcut. Which is exiting from Pavillion, walk down the small road between Starhill and Farenheit 88 and you'll get there. Yes, back to Win Heng Seng. So why this place? Well, I read somewhere about good chu yok fun or pork noodles and decided to give it a try.&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/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TOYwy1pbIbI/AAAAAAAABYc/BcP_FALz52w/s1600/pork1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 203px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TOYwy1pbIbI/AAAAAAAABYc/BcP_FALz52w/s400/pork1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541170041478390194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TOYwyi0pmjI/AAAAAAAABYU/J84zGk8gVHM/s1600/pork2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TOYwyi0pmjI/AAAAAAAABYU/J84zGk8gVHM/s400/pork2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541170036425202226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;There are two kinds, one is the dry and the other the soupy kind. The dry one is where the hor fun or noodles or bihun is done kolok style with mince pork and dark sauce with the soup served as an accompaniment whereas the soupy one is carbo of your liking served directly in the soup. The similarity? They all come with 3 oddly shaped pork balls. You have a choice of whether you'd like to add liver sausage into the dish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;What's liver sausage? It's kinda like lap cheong, or Chinese sausage except the ingredients not only consists of fatty pork but also liver. I like it. Hehe the pork balls are so-so but it didn't have that chewy texture that most meatballs have. It felt like it was a mixture of pork and fish rather than pure pork balls. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TOYwyM_DS4I/AAAAAAAABYM/k-6eoBaZgE0/s1600/pork3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TOYwyM_DS4I/AAAAAAAABYM/k-6eoBaZgE0/s400/pork3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541170030563249026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just cause I'm me...At every angle XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TOYwx7GuIkI/AAAAAAAABYE/izAej6aALwk/s1600/pork4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TOYwx7GuIkI/AAAAAAAABYE/izAej6aALwk/s400/pork4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541170025763578434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So after walking the long route, I was tired by the end of lunch. Weather being so hot, we decided to check out Uniqlo at Farenheit 88. After the opening where the t-shirts which were sold at RM29.90 sold out almost immediately, there's still a huge amount of people who were crazily buying in there. Most of it were warm clothing and honestly, where are you gonna wear it to? Malaysia definitely ain't the right place. Everywhere there was wool and fur and stuff like that. Another thing, their clothing use a technology known as HeatTech. It's supposed to retain heat when you wear the clothes. Aiks, for me, the more ventilation, the better. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So ended up in Pavillion, queuing up for bowls of icy goodness at Snowflake which is located in front of Padini Concept Store. From left, Chak, Ru Shan, Prakash and Chris.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TOYwRuaPWDI/AAAAAAAABXc/yr4p9M2eMR0/s1600/pork5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TOYwRuaPWDI/AAAAAAAABXc/yr4p9M2eMR0/s400/pork5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541169472599971890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;From left, me, Diana, Ju lyn and multiple extra hands...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TOYwRb3mM6I/AAAAAAAABXU/hZ69EmGu-oU/s1600/pork6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TOYwRb3mM6I/AAAAAAAABXU/hZ69EmGu-oU/s400/pork6.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541169467622831010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We shared seats as well as ice. We ordered Sea Amber Jelly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TOYwQwu6eJI/AAAAAAAABXM/rVb06v2Xi7g/s1600/pork7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TOYwQwu6eJI/AAAAAAAABXM/rVb06v2Xi7g/s400/pork7.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541169456043686034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And the cold Snowflake bestseller...=) I love the taro and sweet potato balls....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TOYwQQSVGrI/AAAAAAAABXE/aVazrKRmg_c/s1600/pork8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TOYwQQSVGrI/AAAAAAAABXE/aVazrKRmg_c/s400/pork8.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541169447333862066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Continued walking and finally it was dinner time. We walked down to Jalan Alor for food. This is one of the restaurant further at the end. Among the dishes ordered were fried rice with lap cheong, Hokkien mee, kangkung belacan, fried tang hoon, satay, fried squid with curry powder as well as barbecued chicken. I think by then everyone was pretty tired.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TOYwQXaA6XI/AAAAAAAABW8/Oi4oF5RTRJA/s1600/pork9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TOYwQXaA6XI/AAAAAAAABW8/Oi4oF5RTRJA/s400/pork9.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541169449245141362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was a long day with lots of shopping. We ended back at KLCC just in time for the 8pm discount of sushi at Isetan. A day filled with food and 'exercise'. Haha good right? Then we won't feel so guilty for eating so much...Hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/700846502161737572-6537500251121747487?l=naturalme-lta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturalme-lta.blogspot.com/feeds/6537500251121747487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=700846502161737572&amp;postID=6537500251121747487&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/700846502161737572/posts/default/6537500251121747487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/700846502161737572/posts/default/6537500251121747487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturalme-lta.blogspot.com/2010/11/journey-to-eat.html' title='The Journey to Eat'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09365387493794762171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/SOt8nkPqMxI/AAAAAAAAAAU/IRPCjHfYuAA/S220/laura.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TOYwy1pbIbI/AAAAAAAABYc/BcP_FALz52w/s72-c/pork1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-700846502161737572.post-4670807090572792921</id><published>2010-11-16T20:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T21:38:04.566+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dang Wangi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><title type='text'>Yut Kee Restaurant, Dang Wangi</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hey all. So...It was a hot hot Sunday about noon time. Walking out of Dang Wangi LRT station, all was quiet. You'd think everyone's had too much partying on Saturday and are nursing back their throbbing heads. Walk a little bit...And Ta Daaa....! So that's where everyone is....To borrow a phrase from the Chinese language, 'mountain people, mountain sea'. What place would be able to cause this commotion???&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/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TOJ4QQ3V2pI/AAAAAAAABW0/R1s9Tk2iYZE/s1600/babi10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TOJ4QQ3V2pI/AAAAAAAABW0/R1s9Tk2iYZE/s400/babi10.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540122712419457682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yut Kee Restaurant at Dang Wangi. It's reputed to be one of the oldest coffee shops in Kuala Lumpur. It was establised in 1928. Woah, so grand. Like how my school St Teresa was established in 1885. Haha so yes, just follow the people and you'll find the place. I guess since it was a Sunday, it was unusually packed. You'll have to line up to get your place. But of course do remember to tell the guy in charge how many people are in your group.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TOJ4Ivj4IMI/AAAAAAAABWs/NUvKXn5Jl2c/s1600/babi9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TOJ4Ivj4IMI/AAAAAAAABWs/NUvKXn5Jl2c/s400/babi9.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540122583220363458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our little party consisted of only 3. Ru Shan, Chak and I.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TOJ4IVYcmEI/AAAAAAAABWk/R4nV_jos2b0/s1600/babi1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 336px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TOJ4IVYcmEI/AAAAAAAABWk/R4nV_jos2b0/s400/babi1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540122576193099842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TOJ4H8vM6UI/AAAAAAAABWc/hDpQrjSFB2U/s1600/babi2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 296px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TOJ4H8vM6UI/AAAAAAAABWc/hDpQrjSFB2U/s400/babi2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540122569577654594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;First up, is the famous Roasted Pork Roll with Apple Sauce. This is really popular among those who patronize the shop. All around, you'll hear people ordering, 'One portion. Two portions....' This roasted pork isn't like 'sio bak' or roasted three layer pork where they serve it with good blended chilli with lime. Here, they serve it with apple sauce. This roast pork is available from Friday to Sunday at 11 till 1pm only. Or maybe it's better to just put, 'subject to availability'. =) Add a dash of L&amp;amp;P sauce, it's good. We were served the end piece. Some might say, Ugh...But I say hurray! All the more crispies for me to enjoy, right? Hehe It isn't as dark as how it looks in the picture. Hehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TOJ4HFf_-mI/AAAAAAAABWU/RThbRI1Npa8/s1600/babi3_%25E5%2589%25AF%25E6%259C%25AC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TOJ4HFf_-mI/AAAAAAAABWU/RThbRI1Npa8/s400/babi3_%25E5%2589%25AF%25E6%259C%25AC.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540122554749942370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Next, we had the Hainanese Chicken Chop. Of course, you can choose pork chop if you want. I like this. Add a dash of Lea and Perrins Worcestershire sauce and it's good to go. They serve it with potato wedges and a helping of peas and carrots. Frozen? Most probably. Hehe But overall, it taste pretty good. One thing I noticed was that at every table, almost everyone would have a plate of Hainanese chicken/ pork chop of their own but they'd share the roti babi and all else.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TOJ4GiJeRlI/AAAAAAAABWM/m4Y78TOa5eM/s1600/babi4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TOJ4GiJeRlI/AAAAAAAABWM/m4Y78TOa5eM/s400/babi4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540122545260217938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We then had Fried Hainanese Noodles. I love! Most probably cause I just love fat noodles which have just the right amount of moisture. And best of all, they serve it with belacan blended with lime and chilli. Belacan, for those who are uncertain of how something can be named thus (but actually I also do not know why it's called belacan, local language maybe), is actually fermented ground shrimp. It's the best accompaniment to fat, just-right-gravy noodles such as these. Hehe okay, so I'm a little biased cause of my personal preference. But if this doesn't appeal, they do have other kinds of noodle dishes like Lum Mee, Loh Mee, Hokkien Mee etc...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TOJ32d1MpsI/AAAAAAAABWE/HRk6UyO6joQ/s1600/babi7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TOJ32d1MpsI/AAAAAAAABWE/HRk6UyO6joQ/s400/babi7.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540122269223528130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And here comes the famous 'roti babi. When we got there, we already decided what we wanted to order while we were still waiting in line. Of course this was in the list. Why roti babi? I don't know. I was thinking of how to order. Do we just say one roti babi? Or do we need to translate into english or chinese and say pork bread or pork toast?? Haha but some how, everyone there just called it roti babi so that was that. I like this roti babi. It's marinated pork slices which have been fried with accompaniments which I was too excited eating to notice. Then it is sandwiched in slices of bread, dipped in egg and pan-fried like French Toast. Yum!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TOJ31w4R0rI/AAAAAAAABV8/4t-1fm1C4C0/s1600/babi5_%25E5%2589%25AF%25E6%259C%25AC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 284px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TOJ31w4R0rI/AAAAAAAABV8/4t-1fm1C4C0/s400/babi5_%25E5%2589%25AF%25E6%259C%25AC.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540122257156854450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We ordered to share instead of opting for one dish per person. Sharing is caring, eyh? Not only did we share food, we shared a table with 3 other people. Maybe they were thinking, What the heck, these 3 kids dipping their forks and knifes into every single plate? But honestly, it doesn't matter. As long as we enjoyed the food =P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TOJ31h7_nzI/AAAAAAAABV0/e_WnBHt5yeo/s1600/babi8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 236px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TOJ31h7_nzI/AAAAAAAABV0/e_WnBHt5yeo/s400/babi8.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540122253145906994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So that was our trip down to Dang Wangi for pork. I first read about Yut Kee Restaurant in the 360 Magazine on my Air Asia flight back to Kuching. Finally, I've tried it. I told mummy about the roti babi, and she says she can make it too.....Yippee! I have home made roti babi to look forward too. Apparently, she made it when we were all really young but hasn't since then...I guess cause we didn't know how to eat at that time...But now we do! Hehehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TOJ31J8fkfI/AAAAAAAABVs/pVEXhatwl6U/s1600/babi11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TOJ31J8fkfI/AAAAAAAABVs/pVEXhatwl6U/s400/babi11.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540122246705549810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We went into the coffee shop slightly past 12 noon and walked about at 12.48pm. That was how fast everything was. As I mentioned above, the weather was hot. How hot?? 37 degree celcius...*sweat* seriously...=/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TOJ30lonZ7I/AAAAAAAABVk/N4luvJVE6us/s1600/babi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TOJ30lonZ7I/AAAAAAAABVk/N4luvJVE6us/s400/babi.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540122236958500786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Let me know if you need directions....oink!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/700846502161737572-4670807090572792921?l=naturalme-lta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturalme-lta.blogspot.com/feeds/4670807090572792921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=700846502161737572&amp;postID=4670807090572792921&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/700846502161737572/posts/default/4670807090572792921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/700846502161737572/posts/default/4670807090572792921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturalme-lta.blogspot.com/2010/11/yut-kee-restaurant-dang-wangi.html' title='Yut Kee Restaurant, Dang Wangi'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09365387493794762171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/SOt8nkPqMxI/AAAAAAAAAAU/IRPCjHfYuAA/S220/laura.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TOJ4QQ3V2pI/AAAAAAAABW0/R1s9Tk2iYZE/s72-c/babi10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-700846502161737572.post-3902261890230045845</id><published>2010-11-13T19:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-06T17:54:23.753+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nio'/><title type='text'>What should the title be? A mix of everything...</title><content type='html'>Hello dearies, one and all! I haven't updated in exactly 5 days. How've you all been doing? Did you have a good week?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I suppose I can say my week has been as mundane as ever. On the up side, I've finished and handed in all my assignments for this semester. Only thing left now is to prepare for the dreaded FINALS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You know something? Finals brings mixed feelings. It's so dreaded cause it's a torturous way for sitting for exams. I can't do those 'sleep-early-so-you'll-have-enough-energy' things. I'd always panic and flip through my books albeit always distractedly...=/ I guess it's considerably better in uni now since, finals only account for 40%. I have 3 assessments before the big final exam and each assessment carries 20%. Now this is still scary, cause 40% is still a big number, with a big chunk of topics to cover. My university or rather institute, National Institute of Ophthalmology follows this style of assessment rather than the 100% dependence on Finals.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thinking about the 100% dependence, it's really scary. I suppose there are pro's to this idea, but sometimes, I think the con's outweigh this pro. Imaging if you're a student who's been working your bum off just to be able to score that perfect, straight-A result. Come D-day or better known as exam day, you fall sick. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No no, it's not being sick due to last minute studying or anything but just plain old sick. What happens then? We're not all geniuses who can score like Baek Seong Joo in Mischievious Kiss even though he took lozenges which cause drowsiness, eyh? Being sick is not something we can predict on after all. So yes, Baek Seong Joo aside, it totally jeopardizes your exams, doesn't it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On a side note, my institute name has actually been changed from National Institute of Ophthalmology to National Institute of Ophthalmic Sciences. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Right, back on track now. Finals. Good and bad feelings. Good feeling is that, holidays come after finals and I can see my family, chill and spend time with them. And of course going on sem holidays with my coursemates! Destination this holiday: SABAH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Call me sakai or what, but me living in Sarawak, I've still not set foot in Sabah. I've visited most of West Malaysia but not Sabah. Ironic eyh? Owh well, that's gonna end...=P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hugs and Kisses! xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/700846502161737572-3902261890230045845?l=naturalme-lta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturalme-lta.blogspot.com/feeds/3902261890230045845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=700846502161737572&amp;postID=3902261890230045845&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/700846502161737572/posts/default/3902261890230045845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/700846502161737572/posts/default/3902261890230045845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturalme-lta.blogspot.com/2010/11/what-should-title-be-mix-of-everything.html' title='What should the title be? A mix of everything...'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09365387493794762171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/SOt8nkPqMxI/AAAAAAAAAAU/IRPCjHfYuAA/S220/laura.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-700846502161737572.post-615139445810777295</id><published>2010-11-08T13:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-08T13:50:24.715+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Actress'/><title type='text'>Porridge</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;So I had a quiet 'filled-with-rest' weekend. Of course not forgetting my Hong Kong drama. Oh oh oh...I met a Hong Kong actress at Jusco in Mid Valley. I don't know her name so I can't put her picture up. No, I did not snap illegal pictures of her if that's what you're thinking! =P Well, I think it's her. She walked right in front of me. And I stared at her, sunglasses, fa&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ux fur rimmed pants and all....&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Besides, I finally cooked a bowl of successful porridge. I was actually aiming for a bowl of good oyster porridge with marinated meat and salted egg. But ended up with just the ever simple Chicken Porridge. Why I cooked porridge? Cause I felt like eating it. Duh....XD&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TNeOEo82yQI/AAAAAAAABVc/BDp2MGUICDA/s1600/porridge.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TNeOEo82yQI/AAAAAAAABVc/BDp2MGUICDA/s400/porridge.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537050477238601986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like this kinda thick porridge rather than the watery kind. So according to mummy, this is 'zhuk' and the watery kind is 'moi'. Before getting the terms right, I used to tell my mum "Ma, I wanna eat baby porridge." Haha funny eyh? Well, that's cause baby porridge is thick and 'gluey' like this. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I cooked the chicken in a pot of water which also creates a stock for the porridge. Then deboning the chicken leg, *toot*....this is the secret. Sorry peeps! Hehe it's the same secret to tasty chicken in Sarawak Laksa. One simple thing makes all the difference. Of course, the next thing is to look after the fire so the porridge or do you still call it rice at this stage, has enough water until it becomes the consistency that you like...=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I deem this my first ever porridge success and I suppose they'll be more to come. I want porridge with pork balls....Hahahahah then I'll proceed with oyster porridge....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/700846502161737572-615139445810777295?l=naturalme-lta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturalme-lta.blogspot.com/feeds/615139445810777295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=700846502161737572&amp;postID=615139445810777295&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/700846502161737572/posts/default/615139445810777295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/700846502161737572/posts/default/615139445810777295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturalme-lta.blogspot.com/2010/11/porridge.html' title='Porridge'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09365387493794762171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/SOt8nkPqMxI/AAAAAAAAAAU/IRPCjHfYuAA/S220/laura.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TNeOEo82yQI/AAAAAAAABVc/BDp2MGUICDA/s72-c/porridge.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-700846502161737572.post-8796117644526285664</id><published>2010-11-06T21:22:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-06T21:42:16.499+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Furniture'/><title type='text'>IKEA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Isn't IKEA the best place?? You can totally imagine how your house would be like just walking in there...=P So yes, 3 shoppers went to IKEA apparently just for one chair shell...Ended up with 3 chairs, 2 seat cushions, etc etc....I saw this beautiful assembled walk-in closet, in white. With the dressing table, centre rug, mirrors and the works! My dream laaa is to have one....Who wouldn't dream of that right? ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Introducing shopper No. 1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TNVXj8bdDQI/AAAAAAAABVE/dBwOsvj5hyQ/s1600/ikea_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 245px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TNVXj8bdDQI/AAAAAAAABVE/dBwOsvj5hyQ/s400/ikea_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536427591950208258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Shopper No. 2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TNVXjQuXnsI/AAAAAAAABU8/ozYgslYGOqk/s1600/ikea2_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 245px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TNVXjQuXnsI/AAAAAAAABU8/ozYgslYGOqk/s400/ikea2_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536427580218384066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And shopper No. 3&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TNVZKlTfwfI/AAAAAAAABVU/86EqmlIaZSs/s400/149721_1687252904842_1343265743_31782095_584527_n_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;See my tired face...In the lrt. We opted to carry the stuff back instead of waiting for the delivery. Everywhere, everyone was staring. Before I sit on the chair, the chair sits on me...=/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TNVWukkfU-I/AAAAAAAABUk/QmY9UUCZoWY/s1600/ikea5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TNVWukkfU-I/AAAAAAAABUk/QmY9UUCZoWY/s400/ikea5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536426675012588514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;3 chairs, 3 owners. Aiyoyo, I need a whitening lotion. Tan is good. But in my case, sometimes it makes you look haggard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TNVWuVQ_mUI/AAAAAAAABUc/qqjm6zXTK7I/s1600/ikea6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TNVWuVQ_mUI/AAAAAAAABUc/qqjm6zXTK7I/s400/ikea6.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536426670904285506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That's where it sits now...With the red cushion, comforting my bum. LOL...Matches my table eyh? Hehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TNVWt-sw8AI/AAAAAAAABUU/5fssdPJM_UE/s1600/06112010162_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 376px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TNVWt-sw8AI/AAAAAAAABUU/5fssdPJM_UE/s400/06112010162_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536426664846749698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just cause...xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TNVWtjMVTNI/AAAAAAAABUM/lOJ99As7SKo/s1600/ikea7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TNVWtjMVTNI/AAAAAAAABUM/lOJ99As7SKo/s400/ikea7.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536426657462963410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/700846502161737572-8796117644526285664?l=naturalme-lta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturalme-lta.blogspot.com/feeds/8796117644526285664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=700846502161737572&amp;postID=8796117644526285664&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/700846502161737572/posts/default/8796117644526285664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/700846502161737572/posts/default/8796117644526285664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturalme-lta.blogspot.com/2010/11/ikea.html' title='IKEA'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09365387493794762171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/SOt8nkPqMxI/AAAAAAAAAAU/IRPCjHfYuAA/S220/laura.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TNVXj8bdDQI/AAAAAAAABVE/dBwOsvj5hyQ/s72-c/ikea_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-700846502161737572.post-9070871961545412226</id><published>2010-11-05T12:18:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-05T20:12:36.482+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='One Utama'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><title type='text'>Italiannies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;It was Danny's and Wen Tye's birthday on the 2nd of November. Since we were all still busy with assignments and presentation was due on Wednesday which was the 3rd, we decided to postpone our outing for that Wednesday evening. Without the extra stress package! =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went to Italiannies in One Utama. Got there really early but we were all hungry already! Shows how much energy you need when studying eyh? Hence all the extra snacks and chocolates during exams...=P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TNOJ6Q5FcbI/AAAAAAAABUE/gavbF6FaEMk/s1600/italian.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TNOJ6Q5FcbI/AAAAAAAABUE/gavbF6FaEMk/s400/italian.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535920001028288946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Some of the drinks that we ordered. From left, Fuzzy Cranberry, Grape Shake and the one on the right is Sangria. The grape shake is really refreshing...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TNOJ6IVKFGI/AAAAAAAABT8/ibEFFwwBAhk/s1600/italian1_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 245px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TNOJ6IVKFGI/AAAAAAAABT8/ibEFFwwBAhk/s400/italian1_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535919998730114146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pretty much the group that went. Except of course the photographer! See Hazel, nice pose eyh? Hehe See that green bottle at the bottom centre of the picture? Don't touch that bottle of San Pellegrino unless you've money to burn and are just that stuck up about water. It's apparently owned by Nestle, you know??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TNOJyxmLwVI/AAAAAAAABT0/zcSbXsifJcQ/s1600/italian3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TNOJyxmLwVI/AAAAAAAABT0/zcSbXsifJcQ/s400/italian3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535919872368427346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love their herb infused olive oil. Add some balsamic vinegar to it, and you'll have the best dip for freshly baked bread. I'm serious! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TNOJynIFqKI/AAAAAAAABTs/18zitg655mg/s1600/italian4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TNOJynIFqKI/AAAAAAAABTs/18zitg655mg/s400/italian4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535919869557844130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Next came the appetizers. Most of us or actually all of us chose from the 2 course menu thinking to get more choices and of course good value...^ ^ Hazel here was enjoying Clam soup. When she reached the bottom of that bowl, you can say she just created a work of art, sorta like a 'clam halo' around the bowl! lol...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TNOJyc-IJYI/AAAAAAAABTk/0Qtaq88HyhM/s1600/italian5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TNOJyc-IJYI/AAAAAAAABTk/0Qtaq88HyhM/s400/italian5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535919866831709570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yup, now it's 'ME' time! Haha kidding...I actually want to show you the other appetizer that some of us ordered. It's on that wooden board half covered by that humongous plate. It's called Pizza Caprese. It's supposed to be a thin crust pizza with buffalo mozzarella with onions, cherry tomatoes and basil. I don't know much about Pizza Caprese but it sounds just like Pizza Margherita. My take? They should have melted the cheese (or something!) so everything didn't fall off when you pick them up...Hehe but who knows? Maybe Pizza Caprese is meant to be like how it was? Enlighten me....=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TNOJyTuzQDI/AAAAAAAABTc/usdDmUh0DwY/s1600/italian6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TNOJyTuzQDI/AAAAAAAABTc/usdDmUh0DwY/s400/italian6.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535919864351506482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Some of the food we had. Top from left, Shrimp Linguine and Roasted Chicken with Balsamic Glaze. And from bottom left, Parmesan Crusted Fish as well as Risotto with Asparagus and Chicken. The picture for the Shrimp linguine doesn't do it justice. It was huge! Actually everything was huge so if you're a small eater, remember to bring an extra stomach with you...Hehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TNOJyBgXGEI/AAAAAAAABTU/0vUMAL-3Dfw/s1600/italian9_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TNOJyBgXGEI/AAAAAAAABTU/0vUMAL-3Dfw/s400/italian9_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535919859459102786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The 4 girls that evening. Me (Duhhh!), Hazel, Jenny and also Ru Shan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TNOHAYbEJmI/AAAAAAAABS8/BhXqzdDMSDM/s1600/italian11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 215px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TNOHAYbEJmI/AAAAAAAABS8/BhXqzdDMSDM/s400/italian11.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535916807594190434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This may look like 4 of the exact same picture but notice that the girl in the middle of the 2 guys are different, in case you're just that blur....Hehe mine's the saddest though. Danny didn't smile. *Speechless* Haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TNOHAQrngUI/AAAAAAAABS0/BhLppCoymDo/s1600/italian12a_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TNOHAQrngUI/AAAAAAAABS0/BhLppCoymDo/s400/italian12a_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535916805516132674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And since there were no pictures of Chak, this is the only one. Ignore the random hand. So that complete's the number of 7 that were present. Haha like taking attendance in school, I know...LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TNOHADHnyjI/AAAAAAAABSs/Zh8n9jOwTMw/s1600/italian13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 318px; height: 333px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TNOHADHnyjI/AAAAAAAABSs/Zh8n9jOwTMw/s400/italian13.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535916801875495474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We were all so so stuffed in the end it was amazing that we hadn't thought of unbutonning our pants or skirt buckles! That's it... xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/700846502161737572-9070871961545412226?l=naturalme-lta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturalme-lta.blogspot.com/feeds/9070871961545412226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=700846502161737572&amp;postID=9070871961545412226&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/700846502161737572/posts/default/9070871961545412226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/700846502161737572/posts/default/9070871961545412226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturalme-lta.blogspot.com/2010/11/italiannies.html' title='Italiannies'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09365387493794762171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/SOt8nkPqMxI/AAAAAAAAAAU/IRPCjHfYuAA/S220/laura.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TNOJ6Q5FcbI/AAAAAAAABUE/gavbF6FaEMk/s72-c/italian.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-700846502161737572.post-4938471171070565310</id><published>2010-11-04T19:37:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T20:03:31.133+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Curve'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sunway'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Laundry Bar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eurostar'/><title type='text'>Halloween</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Halloween has just passed. How was your Halloween? Scary costume? Trick-o-treat? Mine was at the Curve, Laundry Bar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TNKbzh2iUMI/AAAAAAAABSk/gVo4FG85P5o/s1600/halloween.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TNKbzh2iUMI/AAAAAAAABSk/gVo4FG85P5o/s400/halloween.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535658201554505922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yea, so I didn't exactly portray the scary image which is Halloween. Was thinking, 'Hey, everyone's gonna be black and scary. Why not be the opposite?' So yea, I got this very pretty mask which took me 'who-knows-how-long' to buy. I was like on the way to becoming best buds with the guy and gal manning this particular shop ^^&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TNKbzS65rEI/AAAAAAAABSc/qb-oz_ARvdw/s1600/halloween10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TNKbzS65rEI/AAAAAAAABSc/qb-oz_ARvdw/s400/halloween10.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535658197546282050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When we first arrived. Diana on my right went as the Black Widow. No, not widow widow. But the Black Widow spider. Hence the red top, dramatic but super nice eye liner and the spider pinned to her shirt. Sexy or not? So mysterious right??? Hehe...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TNKbzYJUCmI/AAAAAAAABSU/MtSoJGFVz3Y/s1600/halloween6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TNKbzYJUCmI/AAAAAAAABSU/MtSoJGFVz3Y/s400/halloween6.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535658198948907618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And these are the scary ones! Thank goodness I was too exhausted that night or nightmares would have been abundant. From left, Chee Chew, Chris as the Joker from Batman, Hannah as a zombie and Prakash with his scary enough face mask. A taxi man was involved in the scaring of humans.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TNKbraM9FVI/AAAAAAAABSM/stOyduYr1I4/s1600/halloween11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TNKbraM9FVI/AAAAAAAABSM/stOyduYr1I4/s400/halloween11.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535658062062097746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Diing Shyang and I.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TNKbrLICdqI/AAAAAAAABSE/9vXsqtoVG5Q/s1600/halooween2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TNKbrLICdqI/AAAAAAAABSE/9vXsqtoVG5Q/s400/halooween2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535658058014946978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This one has Suzanne. She's dressed as a zombie as well. So scary right, 3 white faces staring back at you?? Hehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TNKbqxFVN5I/AAAAAAAABR8/6mkShAdxfJQ/s1600/halloween8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TNKbqxFVN5I/AAAAAAAABR8/6mkShAdxfJQ/s400/halloween8.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535658051024271250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;From left, Samantha, King Fung and Athena.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TNKbqtfJKNI/AAAAAAAABR0/qMgtiSsSNjQ/s1600/halloween7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TNKbqtfJKNI/AAAAAAAABR0/qMgtiSsSNjQ/s400/halloween7.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535658050058791122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And this one has Kevin. Guess who he went as??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TNKbqqwBkbI/AAAAAAAABRs/1lTplYLfApA/s1600/halloween4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TNKbqqwBkbI/AAAAAAAABRs/1lTplYLfApA/s400/halloween4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535658049324290482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TNKbdWJ5mFI/AAAAAAAABRk/JzFwNkiySec/s1600/halloween1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TNKbdWJ5mFI/AAAAAAAABRk/JzFwNkiySec/s400/halloween1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535657820457375826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TNKbdOScV7I/AAAAAAAABRc/U5YnyVrLteo/s1600/halloween9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TNKbdOScV7I/AAAAAAAABRc/U5YnyVrLteo/s400/halloween9.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535657818345723826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Some of them there danced the Zombie invasion dance. Nice one. Then it was an impromptu dance session right near the water feature in front of Cineleisure...Watch my two left feet man!! Haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TNKbc8YSK6I/AAAAAAAABRU/oPpHB7J6yvI/s1600/halloween5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TNKbc8YSK6I/AAAAAAAABRU/oPpHB7J6yvI/s400/halloween5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535657813538384802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So moving on, the night was still young and calculating what chances there were that we're out this late all together and dressed up, we went to Euro Star, Sunway. Let's let the pictures speak for who ended up the tipsiest! XD A bottle of Chivas Regal, some beer and a hint of Black Label were involved.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TNKbc_l61jI/AAAAAAAABRM/2elBCNgn3rE/s1600/euro1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TNKbc_l61jI/AAAAAAAABRM/2elBCNgn3rE/s400/euro1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535657814400882226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TNKbcgRIxXI/AAAAAAAABRE/j82fWZebQ3c/s1600/euro2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TNKbcgRIxXI/AAAAAAAABRE/j82fWZebQ3c/s400/euro2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535657805992215922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TNKbK1ykV3I/AAAAAAAABQ8/lR2KD3sEgRM/s1600/euro3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TNKbK1ykV3I/AAAAAAAABQ8/lR2KD3sEgRM/s400/euro3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535657502531934066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TNKbKbwlYYI/AAAAAAAABQ0/ghlxE2xhA1M/s1600/euro4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TNKbKbwlYYI/AAAAAAAABQ0/ghlxE2xhA1M/s400/euro4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535657495544291714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TNKbKGvi6vI/AAAAAAAABQs/QgDzYQBBeQI/s1600/euro5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TNKbKGvi6vI/AAAAAAAABQs/QgDzYQBBeQI/s400/euro5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535657489902791410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And this was how the night ended! Could you guess, could you guess?? =P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TNKbKN9jTtI/AAAAAAAABQk/3RuIJ8GF-yE/s1600/euro6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TNKbKN9jTtI/AAAAAAAABQk/3RuIJ8GF-yE/s400/euro6.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535657491840585426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TNKbJzbF9II/AAAAAAAABQc/IouZLB0rFns/s1600/euro7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TNKbJzbF9II/AAAAAAAABQc/IouZLB0rFns/s400/euro7.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535657484716733570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Aww, such 'brotherly' love....Haha ciao!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/700846502161737572-4938471171070565310?l=naturalme-lta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturalme-lta.blogspot.com/feeds/4938471171070565310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=700846502161737572&amp;postID=4938471171070565310&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/700846502161737572/posts/default/4938471171070565310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/700846502161737572/posts/default/4938471171070565310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturalme-lta.blogspot.com/2010/11/halloween.html' title='Halloween'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09365387493794762171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/SOt8nkPqMxI/AAAAAAAAAAU/IRPCjHfYuAA/S220/laura.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TNKbzh2iUMI/AAAAAAAABSk/gVo4FG85P5o/s72-c/halloween.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-700846502161737572.post-7354760992941855529</id><published>2010-11-03T23:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T23:47:37.671+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay, I'm due for a post. Or two...Or three....&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But maybe tomorrow. Had a long day today and just came back....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;See ya tomorrow!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/700846502161737572-7354760992941855529?l=naturalme-lta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturalme-lta.blogspot.com/feeds/7354760992941855529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=700846502161737572&amp;postID=7354760992941855529&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/700846502161737572/posts/default/7354760992941855529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/700846502161737572/posts/default/7354760992941855529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturalme-lta.blogspot.com/2010/11/okay-im-due-for-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09365387493794762171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/SOt8nkPqMxI/AAAAAAAAAAU/IRPCjHfYuAA/S220/laura.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-700846502161737572.post-8715522197570603762</id><published>2010-10-27T23:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-06T18:13:13.766+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Phone'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shoes'/><title type='text'>Nokia E 72 and Nose</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I've got a surprise for ya! I've got a new phone. Haha nah, not iPhone 4. I'm not so much of an iPhone person buuuttttt.....you wanna give me, I wouldn't mind...=P So yes, my present from the craziest tiger. After I literally said, no phones....Haha but know what? I super love my present! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I was wondering how to take a picture of this phone when I'm using it hence the delay in pictures. Suddenly, I had a brilliant idea....Haha okay, not so brilliant. Any able person with enough common sense would be able to figure something out. Use web cam laaa....^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TMhDknEGuBI/AAAAAAAABQU/c-z4GhQQSR8/s1600/picture+2_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 345px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TMhDknEGuBI/AAAAAAAABQU/c-z4GhQQSR8/s400/picture+2_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532746438465206290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This phone ar...has a very shiny back. So as you can see in one of the pictures above, yes...I use it to look at myself. Don't even bother saying I'm vain cause who ain't right? Honestly, if you aren't vain, you're just not real...Even guys! Call me sakai, but I also just realised that I could use the secondary camera to look at myself. Meaning adjust my hair...Wouldn't want a weird part in between the fringe right? Hehe so so, I can look at my hair during class hours. Whoops! But don't worry, I'm still listening. And it's the bare minimum. I can say with 99% confidence that I always forget I can do all these...Wah, sounds so biostats-ish...Not!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And, I love shoes! Being a terribly good girl, the pairs of shoes I've bought this year can be counted with one hand....sad, isn't it? But well, I spent it to feed myself. *burps* Hehe so anyway, I just had to get a pair. And I did. Saw another pair at Charles and Keith, but nopes....limit was one pair only. Aiks, hope I don't dream about the other pair where it tells me to buy it! Haha...&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/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TMhDkYf9cYI/AAAAAAAABQM/4vgG5voTYR4/s1600/27102010104_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TMhDkYf9cYI/AAAAAAAABQM/4vgG5voTYR4/s400/27102010104_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532746434555507074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Adios amigos!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/700846502161737572-8715522197570603762?l=naturalme-lta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturalme-lta.blogspot.com/feeds/8715522197570603762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=700846502161737572&amp;postID=8715522197570603762&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/700846502161737572/posts/default/8715522197570603762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/700846502161737572/posts/default/8715522197570603762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturalme-lta.blogspot.com/2010/10/e-72-and-nose.html' title='Nokia E 72 and Nose'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09365387493794762171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/SOt8nkPqMxI/AAAAAAAAAAU/IRPCjHfYuAA/S220/laura.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TMhDknEGuBI/AAAAAAAABQU/c-z4GhQQSR8/s72-c/picture+2_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-700846502161737572.post-2279089088514319537</id><published>2010-10-27T01:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-27T01:12:27.757+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>caught in between.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/700846502161737572-2279089088514319537?l=naturalme-lta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturalme-lta.blogspot.com/feeds/2279089088514319537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=700846502161737572&amp;postID=2279089088514319537&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/700846502161737572/posts/default/2279089088514319537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/700846502161737572/posts/default/2279089088514319537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturalme-lta.blogspot.com/2010/10/caught-in-between.html' title=''/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09365387493794762171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/SOt8nkPqMxI/AAAAAAAAAAU/IRPCjHfYuAA/S220/laura.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-700846502161737572.post-2177064941625946232</id><published>2010-10-24T19:02:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-24T19:33:09.228+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><title type='text'>Of Ulcers and Burns</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It is such a common occurrence to find me blogging at the most busy of times i.e exams! But know what? I need something to get my mind of something. I've got a huge-ass ulcer on the back of my tongue. Okay, it's not exactly on the back but more like the margin area between the upper and lower part. But more on the lower. Haha Horrifyingly painful which causes me to shiver just knowing it's there. I'm at the brink of tears. Wanna be where people will pamper me.....=/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Haha so princess-ish! Eww, right? Like Oh Emm Gee, when did Laura become like that? Well, let's just put the blame on the ulcer.  &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/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TMQUT2999lI/AAAAAAAABQE/q3ihO3I-bPU/s1600/24102010086_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TMQUT2999lI/AAAAAAAABQE/q3ihO3I-bPU/s400/24102010086_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531568573723309650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Yes yes, I see the eye bags? Do you? *pretend it's not there*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;So after 'gobbling' (which actually means I took aeons to eat) my dinner, I was just sitting around and next thing I knew, Whattt? Why do these lines look like burn marks???? Yea, I realised I have burn marks on my leg. I couldn't even think of when it happened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Asked Ru Shan about it hoping she'd shed some much needed light on my burns. Eureka! It was from when I ironed my clothes. I put the iron on the floor to cool (sitting upright of course!) then I was busy doing something else. Like printing something or arranging wires. So yea, that's when I hurt myself. At that time, there weren't even any marks so I thought it'd be alright.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TMQUTaU-h1I/AAAAAAAABP0/UmIuFU5cfPU/s1600/24102010083_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TMQUTaU-h1I/AAAAAAAABP0/UmIuFU5cfPU/s400/24102010083_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531568566035187538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me best friend is a mug of tepid, sickeningly salty water. Ugh....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;I am one lucky girl! NOT!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/700846502161737572-2177064941625946232?l=naturalme-lta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturalme-lta.blogspot.com/feeds/2177064941625946232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=700846502161737572&amp;postID=2177064941625946232&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/700846502161737572/posts/default/2177064941625946232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/700846502161737572/posts/default/2177064941625946232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturalme-lta.blogspot.com/2010/10/of-ulcers-and-burns.html' title='Of Ulcers and Burns'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09365387493794762171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/SOt8nkPqMxI/AAAAAAAAAAU/IRPCjHfYuAA/S220/laura.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TMQUT2999lI/AAAAAAAABQE/q3ihO3I-bPU/s72-c/24102010086_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-700846502161737572.post-1325863061171491405</id><published>2010-10-22T21:22:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-22T21:44:30.573+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie'/><title type='text'>The Switch 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hey all. It's that time of the month again...Exams! Haha and procrastinating is what I do best. I'd rather write on my blog than take out that thick stack of notes to read through...Ughh...Who would right? So when I went to Mid Valley with some friends on Wednesday, it was also movie day and we decided to watch a movie. Wanted to watch The Other Guy, but it was already pretty full. So ended up with The Switch. Want a spoiler?? Hehe just a brief one okay?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So Jennifer Aniston is a single woman who according to her gynaecologist has great 'down-there' health and thus decides to seize the moment and have a baby. No, it's not The Back Up Plan again, that was J. Lo, this is J. Aniston. Haha okay, not funny! So yea, she got her friend, Jason Bateman to help find suitable candidates. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;One funny line from Jason Bateman, " What's wrong with my sperm?? It works..." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jennifer goes,*Blank stare...* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Total LOL moment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TMGQbqZGcHI/AAAAAAAABPk/dnBczZG-7yA/s1600/the-switch_poster1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TMGQbqZGcHI/AAAAAAAABPk/dnBczZG-7yA/s400/the-switch_poster1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530860622298116210" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 271px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And so, setting her mind to it, she plans an insemination party. He attends and meets the guy who's being so 'kind' as to be a donor. He was apparently the viking at the party.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TMGQbqEgLqI/AAAAAAAABPc/kiK9UlLcuSc/s1600/switch_1_lge-1024x678.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TMGQbqEgLqI/AAAAAAAABPc/kiK9UlLcuSc/s400/switch_1_lge-1024x678.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530860622211722914" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 265px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;When there's a party, there's alcohol. Being upset, Jason Bateman drank till he was drunk. Walao, so many tenses. Needing the bathroom, he went. And he saw the 'gold'. Of course, something bad happens here. Haha how can it not, right? Then it won't be known as The Switch. So yes, he dropped everything into the sink and had to replace it with his own. And what to use as inspiration? Hahahaha get this...Diane Sawyer on the cover of New York Magazine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TMGRTBs677I/AAAAAAAABPs/ov_sSfTk-_Q/s1600/2010_the_switch_013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TMGRTBs677I/AAAAAAAABPs/ov_sSfTk-_Q/s400/2010_the_switch_013.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530861573448069042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;He totally passed out that night and of course couldn't remember a thing. Jennifer left town to have her baby and to apparently provide a better environment for him. 7 years later, she reappears. They met again in a Chinese restaurant with Jennifer's son who turns out to be as neurotic as Jason Bateman's character. He ordered a wholde duck, neck, head and butt included but the son didn't want to eat it. Ended up taking rice and soya sauce =.=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TMGQbYKB4dI/AAAAAAAABPU/wvbVf6Sxo9w/s1600/SWITCH-articleLarge.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 219px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TMGQbYKB4dI/AAAAAAAABPU/wvbVf6Sxo9w/s400/SWITCH-articleLarge.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530860617403064786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So spending time together, Jason Bateman started recalling what happened that night and told Jennifer of how he 'hijacked' her pregnancy. With stories like this, of course it has a happy ending.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Wanna watch it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/700846502161737572-1325863061171491405?l=naturalme-lta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturalme-lta.blogspot.com/feeds/1325863061171491405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=700846502161737572&amp;postID=1325863061171491405&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/700846502161737572/posts/default/1325863061171491405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/700846502161737572/posts/default/1325863061171491405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturalme-lta.blogspot.com/2010/10/switch-2010.html' title='The Switch 2010'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09365387493794762171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/SOt8nkPqMxI/AAAAAAAAAAU/IRPCjHfYuAA/S220/laura.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TMGQbqZGcHI/AAAAAAAABPk/dnBczZG-7yA/s72-c/the-switch_poster1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-700846502161737572.post-1142968863838849517</id><published>2010-10-21T19:07:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-21T19:36:21.220+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sale'/><title type='text'>Jusco Member Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Think Mid Valley, Think Jusco Member Day! It's from 20-21 October 2010. Well, today is the last day already and I'm not sure just how many things you can get if you head down now. I went there yesterday with Ru Shan, Chak and Hazel. Aikss, it was sardine packed. To get in, you need to show the guard your member card. But members are allowed to bring guests of course. Hazel and I aren't members, so we tagged with the members. Hahah Lame-o...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TMAffcxIkmI/AAAAAAAABPM/gNCnTXI7NuE/s1600/jcardbbt.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 207px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TMAffcxIkmI/AAAAAAAABPM/gNCnTXI7NuE/s400/jcardbbt.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530454967569650274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;There were literally traffic jams in the building. That's just the supermarket due to the multiple trolleys. Going up to the household department, it was like a warehouse sale or something. Happy Hour here and there. The worker would be like "Happy Hour! Happy Hour! Ini Queen size comforter set hanya RM89.90 sahaja." Then he'd repeat the whole thing a few times and also translate into English and Cantonese.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Going to the supermarket to buy groceries, I had high hopes on buying much needed toilet paper. Was thinking to myself that I'm sure they were smart enough to put a limit on quantity per item for such hot stuff! But guess what....They didn't! This toilet paper was selling for RM 16 or something similar for a twin pack. It sold like hot stuff! Walking around, I could see that every trolley had a least one pack of this. The more exaggerated ones had trolleys filled to the brim with packs of toilet paper. By the time I wanted to get my hands on 1, they were out of stock! Just my luck! But come on, think about it....How many toilet rolls do you need? Are you housing 20-30 people at one time? Never heard of being considerate meh?? Buy so many thinking it's so so cheap. Then end up, the rest of the month, you'll have to eat toilet paper only. No money left to spare for meals. Dungu!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;One funny thing happened, as we were nearing the toilet paper aisle, we saw one last twin pack sitting on the shelf. According to Ru Shan, some auntie was debating whether to buy or not. Upon seeing us turn into the aisle, she just grabbed and walked away!! Hahaha I guess sharing is caring doesn't apply to good bargains...=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TMAfe7q5gpI/AAAAAAAABPE/HyYKDSAMrA0/s1600/CompactToiletRoll.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 192px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TMAfe7q5gpI/AAAAAAAABPE/HyYKDSAMrA0/s400/CompactToiletRoll.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530454958685127314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Another hot selling item was Maggi Mee. Can't remember if it was the packet ones or cup ones as they were selling by the box. Again, it's the same story with the toilet paper. People buy trolleys full of Maggi Mee. The funny thing is, everyone brought their maids to member day so they could look after the trolleys as well as push the extra trolley.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TMAfe2Z3OzI/AAAAAAAABO8/__gdr_wZFzU/s1600/maggi_logo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 313px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TMAfe2Z3OzI/AAAAAAAABO8/__gdr_wZFzU/s400/maggi_logo.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530454957271497522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So okay, I'm upset I couldn't get my toilet paper. Hahahaha I know, so wtf right? Super aunty but what can I do? I need the toilet paper and people weren't being considerate. Mind you, it was twin pack.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But it was fun, seeing all that mess....XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/700846502161737572-1142968863838849517?l=naturalme-lta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturalme-lta.blogspot.com/feeds/1142968863838849517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=700846502161737572&amp;postID=1142968863838849517&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/700846502161737572/posts/default/1142968863838849517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/700846502161737572/posts/default/1142968863838849517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturalme-lta.blogspot.com/2010/10/jusco-member-day.html' title='Jusco Member Day'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09365387493794762171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/SOt8nkPqMxI/AAAAAAAAAAU/IRPCjHfYuAA/S220/laura.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TMAffcxIkmI/AAAAAAAABPM/gNCnTXI7NuE/s72-c/jcardbbt.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-700846502161737572.post-4734527747180273428</id><published>2010-10-20T21:44:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T22:41:35.653+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoneh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MAB'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Optometry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nio'/><title type='text'>Malaysian Association for the Blind, MAB</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In conjunction with Low Vision Aids which is one of the subjects we study this semester, a field trip was organised by our lecturer to the Malaysian Association for the Blind or MAB. Meeting everyone there at 9am, we convened to the Community Meeting Room for a talk. This talk introduced to us the association, what services they offer and what their aim is. One of the most important sectors is on orientation and mobility. When people initially become visually impaired, they have to relearn many living skills, such as how to travel from point A to B, new skills to earn a living as well as simple chores like cooking. According to the speaker, she mentioned that people who are born blind adapt to the skill of moving around and taking care of themselves faster. Those who become blind due to trauma in any form take a much longer time to re-adapt. This is due to the fact that they have always relied on their eyes. Once lost, they not only have to cope with that loss but also the emotional stress.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;With the talk done, we were them taken on a tour around the building to see the facilities. MAB has a very big compound. The first stop was to the Toys Library which incorporates PDK Cemerlang, Pemulihan Dalam Komuniti. This centre is a place filled with toys and the main layout is as portrayed below. According to the supervisor in charge, the place may look like a kindergarten but there is no age limit for entrance. The oldest student there is 23 years old. As the government provides allowance to the students there, it is a requirement that students attend at least 4 classes a month. Children with low vision who are assessed to be capable of normal schooling would be placed in the pre-school room to prepare for future studies. Those that exhibit musical talent may train in the music room. The last room that the bottom right corner, is as of this moment undeveloped as they are still trying to raise funds. It is for helping visually impaired children with other disorders such as Autistic children and such.&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TL75e_o6vMI/AAAAAAAABOE/ZFfG73YnYpw/s1600/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 271px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TL75e_o6vMI/AAAAAAAABOE/ZFfG73YnYpw/s400/untitled.bmp" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530131703331994818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Next, we toured one of the vocational training rooms. This room trains the visually impaired to become professional masseurs. At the time we entered, they were in the midst of learning Oriental massage which massages different pressure points in the body. MAB has 6 training rooms for massage. 2 for men, 2 fro women and the final 2 are for reflexology training.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We then visited the ICT department where the visually impaired learn how to use the computer, browse the web with audio help as well as job training such as computer programming. It was interesting to see how at one they were with the computers. It is difficult for the visually impaired to use a mouse, therefore they rely heavily on the keyboard and the audio. Softwares that come with these audio help are not cheap. They can even incorporate them in handphones. One thing that was amazing was that those that were training we so attune to the audio and computer that they increased the speed of the sound. To normal ears such as ours, it sounded like gibberish but we could see how fast the hands of the visually impaired moved over the keyboard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Besides that, we also toured the library and the Braille Embossing room. The library was amazing with so many beautiful books. Of course they had 2 kinds, typical abc books and books translated into braille. I noticed that most of the books were from the Oregon State Library. Whether second hand or not, they are still beautiful and it was an extensive collection that they had. The picture below is of the Braille embossing typewriter which was used years back to translate abc's to braille. The T-shaped key in the centre was the enter button. These days, they use a software which automatically translate texts into braille form.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TL70G9Us5pI/AAAAAAAABN8/4C_QmHiKJJc/s1600/20102010080_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TL70G9Us5pI/AAAAAAAABN8/4C_QmHiKJJc/s400/20102010080_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530125792835331730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This is the printer used if there was a need to print abc's directly into braille form if I'm not mistaken. I actually have the actual picture but it's blur so this will have to do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TL70Gt6YULI/AAAAAAAABN0/kEHAnQm88CU/s1600/braille.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 317px; height: 330px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TL70Gt6YULI/AAAAAAAABN0/kEHAnQm88CU/s400/braille.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530125788698398898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;An example of the letters used in Braille. There are actually 2 stages to Braille, Stage 1 and Stage 2. Young children or new learners learn Stage 1 Braille whereby words are spelled out in full. Stage 2 uses some forms of abbreviations.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TL70GXXW86I/AAAAAAAABNs/wi-tgUf_J3k/s1600/braille1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 182px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TL70GXXW86I/AAAAAAAABNs/wi-tgUf_J3k/s400/braille1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530125782645928866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Our last stop for the day was the Low Vision Clinic. The clinics is open mostly on Wednesdays based on patient requirement. If there was a patient being referred to MAB for low vision assessment and rehabilitation, an optometrist from Tun Hussien Onn National Eye Hospital would go there to carry out the duties. It was fun trying out the different filtered glasses, magnifiers, telescopes as well as CCTV. The CCTV here doesn't mean those little eyes like those placed in shopping malls to avoid shoplifting. This is actually a device used to magnify print which is then projected onto a computer-like monitor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So that was our day. The sun was blazing hot and the compound of MAB was vast. Walking up and down the steps just those few times were tiring as they were. Haha maybe it's the lack of exercise...Opps! Toodles...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/700846502161737572-4734527747180273428?l=naturalme-lta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturalme-lta.blogspot.com/feeds/4734527747180273428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=700846502161737572&amp;postID=4734527747180273428&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/700846502161737572/posts/default/4734527747180273428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/700846502161737572/posts/default/4734527747180273428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturalme-lta.blogspot.com/2010/10/malaysian-association-for-blind-mab.html' title='Malaysian Association for the Blind, MAB'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09365387493794762171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/SOt8nkPqMxI/AAAAAAAAAAU/IRPCjHfYuAA/S220/laura.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TL75e_o6vMI/AAAAAAAABOE/ZFfG73YnYpw/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-700846502161737572.post-1526795741014626339</id><published>2010-10-18T21:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T21:26:02.380+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><title type='text'>Hokkaido Ichiba, Gardens</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Phew...okay this is the 3rd post I'm doing today. Better to write it all now then leave it to gather dust. Metaphorically speaking... I don't think pictures saved in the lap top can gather dust right?? Haha I'm a computer noob, no kidding! So there's nothing much to this post. Just suka-suka only. Haha my Manglish....=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Took a picture of myself (DUH!!) Haha at Isetan with a Robinson's shopping bag. I somehow like this pic and it is currently my new profile picture. Haha why am I blabbering about nothing?? =S&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TLxHxQeojXI/AAAAAAAABNk/9dD8tTAPfzc/s1600/17102010076_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TLxHxQeojXI/AAAAAAAABNk/9dD8tTAPfzc/s400/17102010076_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529373354066742642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So before the picture above, friends and I went to Hokkaido Ichiba, Gardens, Mid Valley for dinner. Woah...it was one heck of a dinner. Super duper filling. And we ordered tiramisu. Why? Cause it's not easy to find Tiramisu which has the required alcohol. In Malaysia, Tiramisu's are so so.......I have no words to describe it. Most are modified versions which come from prepacked packages or they'd omit the alcohol which then makes it unoriginal. Anyway, Hokkaido Ichiba is quite nice and there are many choices. I'm always stuffed to the brim eating there. Aiks....Again, my cheeks are starting to fill out. Fooodddddd.......^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TLxHxKsFuMI/AAAAAAAABNc/olU3y-Q9haw/s1600/17102010073_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TLxHxKsFuMI/AAAAAAAABNc/olU3y-Q9haw/s400/17102010073_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529373352512567490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TLxHwTNkf1I/AAAAAAAABNU/c_pICS0JoJI/s1600/15102010052_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TLxHwTNkf1I/AAAAAAAABNU/c_pICS0JoJI/s400/15102010052_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529373337620610898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/700846502161737572-1526795741014626339?l=naturalme-lta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturalme-lta.blogspot.com/feeds/1526795741014626339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=700846502161737572&amp;postID=1526795741014626339&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/700846502161737572/posts/default/1526795741014626339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/700846502161737572/posts/default/1526795741014626339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturalme-lta.blogspot.com/2010/10/hokkaido-ichiba-gardens.html' title='Hokkaido Ichiba, Gardens'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09365387493794762171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/SOt8nkPqMxI/AAAAAAAAAAU/IRPCjHfYuAA/S220/laura.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TLxHxQeojXI/AAAAAAAABNk/9dD8tTAPfzc/s72-c/17102010076_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-700846502161737572.post-2200936193017145594</id><published>2010-10-18T20:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T21:11:16.942+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie'/><title type='text'>Dave's Pizza Pasta Vino, One Utama</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And so it was Sunday. Ended up at One Utama. Ish lar....my sense of direction in One Utama is my crazy ding dong bell! Haha I walked trying to find the cinema ended up in 'I-have-no-idea' which part of the building. I only know it was the old section. Hahaha went to watch Dinner for Schmucks. Hmm, it was okay as well. There were good parts and also so-so parts. Haha Darla is scary and a total psyco! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Then decided on what to have for lunch. I've always wanted to try out Dave's Pizza Pasta Vino at One Utama but one of those attempts failed cause they closed for renovations. And yes, I finally tried it yesterday. Hip Hip Hooray!!! Haha *grinning from ear to ear*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TLxCJkkYiCI/AAAAAAAABNM/UiCIBnKOpj0/s1600/17102010067_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TLxCJkkYiCI/AAAAAAAABNM/UiCIBnKOpj0/s400/17102010067_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529367174706661410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I actually ordered creamy mushroom soup but the waiter was so kind as to introduce to me their pumpkin soup so of course I immediately changed my mind...Hehe then I realised....Oh oooo....Someone doesn't like pumpkin!! &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;How now brown cow&lt;/span&gt;?? Haha anyway, I didn't change the order. The soup was good. It came with good garlic bread. Not like Pizza Hut's 'ciplak' 'cut-into-many' slices garlic bread.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TLxCJRXcvkI/AAAAAAAABNE/72yQOcgwO_E/s1600/17102010055_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 336px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TLxCJRXcvkI/AAAAAAAABNE/72yQOcgwO_E/s400/17102010055_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529367169552137794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And then as a starter we shared Fresh button mushrooms stuffed with bacon, cheese and tomatoes drizzled with truffle oil. Haha I liked the taste. It's sinful and heavenly refreshing from the mushrooms at the same time. I speak as though it is so 'gua-chang' (aka exaggerate). Haha so me!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TLxCJN1-2LI/AAAAAAAABM8/2uLZF2ZcV2o/s1600/17102010061_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TLxCJN1-2LI/AAAAAAAABM8/2uLZF2ZcV2o/s400/17102010061_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529367168606460082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And as a main, we shared this platter of Assorted Gourmet Sausages with different kinds of mustard. I'm not much of a mustard person and usually only take the French mustard for burgers or hot dogs. Although...my house always happens to have Colman's Original English mustard. Mum like it...But it was interesting to try out the different kinds available. My particular fav was a brown-purple coloured one which actually reminded me of my cat's fish paste. Haha totally not related!! Back to the point, it was unique cause it had a tangy texture. I thought it felt like wine but could have been balsamic vinegar. Your guess would be as good as mine ^^ The mash potato felt gluey but in a good way. Haha &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TLxCI_n-opI/AAAAAAAABM0/6bl_U0QvxN0/s1600/17102010062_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TLxCI_n-opI/AAAAAAAABM0/6bl_U0QvxN0/s400/17102010062_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529367164789629586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;That's what we shared for lunch and were so so stuffed that I thank God I didn't order their ham or bacon or something to do with pork lasagne...Haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TLxCIjKqmnI/AAAAAAAABMs/ZNgpgH37_g8/s1600/17102010068_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TLxCIjKqmnI/AAAAAAAABMs/ZNgpgH37_g8/s400/17102010068_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529367157150489202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was a yummy lunch! =P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;P/s: This Dave's isn't the same as Dave's Deli also located at One Utama. This Dave's is near TGIF and Canton-i while Dave's Deli is near to Jusco. Hehe just a foot note.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/700846502161737572-2200936193017145594?l=naturalme-lta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturalme-lta.blogspot.com/feeds/2200936193017145594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=700846502161737572&amp;postID=2200936193017145594&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/700846502161737572/posts/default/2200936193017145594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/700846502161737572/posts/default/2200936193017145594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturalme-lta.blogspot.com/2010/10/daves-pizza-pasta-vino-one-utama.html' title='Dave&apos;s Pizza Pasta Vino, One Utama'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09365387493794762171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/SOt8nkPqMxI/AAAAAAAAAAU/IRPCjHfYuAA/S220/laura.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TLxCJkkYiCI/AAAAAAAABNM/UiCIBnKOpj0/s72-c/17102010067_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-700846502161737572.post-691672880533294235</id><published>2010-10-18T20:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-19T10:09:14.061+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Flowers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie'/><title type='text'>14th October 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hola amigos! And so aside from the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;cheese cake&lt;/span&gt; I got from my birthday, I also got this cake from Baker's Cottage. Haha looks simple right? But trust me, it's pretty special. I like it cause the filling in the centre of the cake is actually &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;chocolate&lt;/span&gt; ice cream! Yum...!! Haha thanks to Hazel and Diana for being messenger's that night! Hehe wanna know the story? I was actually heading to school. So coming out of the lift, my ears pricked up to a familiar sound. Ho ho...It was Hazel. I was quite excited since I was interested to know how her visit to Majlis Peperiksaan Malaysia, Selayang went. Saw both of them and 'Boing....!!' I saw a cake box! Haha darn, my eyes are just so sharp! Haha yer, so puji diri right?  But really, thanks guys. We looked AMAZING that night. Haha XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TLw7B1_qpqI/AAAAAAAABMk/acKbfw55glY/s1600/bday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TLw7B1_qpqI/AAAAAAAABMk/acKbfw55glY/s400/bday.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529359345364149922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And so went to bed with my present and super full from the cake, woke up the next day for classes at 830am. Reached there....Walao....there wasn't any class. So I went to the canteen for breakfast. Little did I know....Hmmm, there were little elves transporting goodies from a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Blooming.com.my&lt;/span&gt; to the classroom. Hehe wanna know my reaction?? Haha I walked so coolly man..Then as I rounded the corner to my table.....Ta daaa....! The picture below says a thousand words....Hehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TLw7BhBXw-I/AAAAAAAABMc/2hRZFchOU2E/s1600/71932_1654982098092_1343265743_31717336_5770473_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TLw7BhBXw-I/AAAAAAAABMc/2hRZFchOU2E/s400/71932_1654982098092_1343265743_31717336_5770473_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529359339734156258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This was the first bouquet...Champagne coloured roses!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TLw7Bbdo3GI/AAAAAAAABMU/BNrt56UA1OY/s1600/flower.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 225px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TLw7Bbdo3GI/AAAAAAAABMU/BNrt56UA1OY/s400/flower.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529359338242104418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Then I slugged of to the practice clinic for the first class of the day....Came back! Walao...Another. This time lilies...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TLw7BfkQ1AI/AAAAAAAABMM/ra1SDM9ZUTM/s1600/flower1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TLw7BfkQ1AI/AAAAAAAABMM/ra1SDM9ZUTM/s400/flower1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529359339343631362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This third bouquet is of &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Ge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;rbe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;ra&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Da&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;ies&lt;/span&gt;! One of my favourite flowers. It came in the afternoon. During my Contact Lens practical session. So over right!!??? Hahahaha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TLw7BNOW35I/AAAAAAAABME/fFiz4YHHqKM/s1600/flower2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TLw7BNOW35I/AAAAAAAABME/fFiz4YHHqKM/s400/flower2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529359334419914642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So that was the 14th of October for me. Watched Eat, Pray Love that evening. It was quite alright. The movie was separated into 3 parts: Eat in Italy or was it Rome, Pray in India and Love in Bali....Pray was a little mundane but eat and love were quite nice. Ketut Liyer was cute! Haha  &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;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/700846502161737572-691672880533294235?l=naturalme-lta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturalme-lta.blogspot.com/feeds/691672880533294235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=700846502161737572&amp;postID=691672880533294235&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/700846502161737572/posts/default/691672880533294235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/700846502161737572/posts/default/691672880533294235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturalme-lta.blogspot.com/2010/10/14th-october-2010.html' title='14th October 2010'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09365387493794762171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/SOt8nkPqMxI/AAAAAAAAAAU/IRPCjHfYuAA/S220/laura.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TLw7B1_qpqI/AAAAAAAABMk/acKbfw55glY/s72-c/bday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-700846502161737572.post-3705785375473666757</id><published>2010-10-13T10:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T10:46:31.713+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><title type='text'>Idea anyone?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What does one do when they've woken up so early?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When they've already checked Facebook?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When their dish in Cafe World hasn't finished cooking?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Some more already checked Nuffnang?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And already visited numerous other blogs which have yet to be updated since checking yesterday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hmm...Eat??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What's there to eat?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yogurt? Bread and cheese?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Instant noodles?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So what does one do?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/700846502161737572-3705785375473666757?l=naturalme-lta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturalme-lta.blogspot.com/feeds/3705785375473666757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=700846502161737572&amp;postID=3705785375473666757&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/700846502161737572/posts/default/3705785375473666757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/700846502161737572/posts/default/3705785375473666757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturalme-lta.blogspot.com/2010/10/idea-anyone.html' title='Idea anyone?'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09365387493794762171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/SOt8nkPqMxI/AAAAAAAAAAU/IRPCjHfYuAA/S220/laura.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-700846502161737572.post-6384220072842942111</id><published>2010-10-10T11:29:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-10T11:58:05.372+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Empire Gallery'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><title type='text'>Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Every heard of Empire Gallery? It's in Subang Jaya near Subang Parade. Well, that was the chosen location for last nights surprise. Haha and I was thinking to myself, walao eh....so cun meh see so many people I know? Haha and kononnya, Hazel got dropped of by Darren. Hahaha smart le...So if you've never been to Empire, it boasts of the longest indoor slide thingy which you can slide down from the top floor to bottom. Haha I wanna try next time. For sure....I hope?? ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TLEztsECg6I/AAAAAAAABL8/m41njAnLFM8/s1600/bday2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 245px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TLEztsECg6I/AAAAAAAABL8/m41njAnLFM8/s400/bday2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526255077775541154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Restaurant of choice for dinner was at Chilis. There were so so many people there. Among the 8 of us, we had to be split into 2 groups as they had to give us seats at the booths. We ordered. I had the Fajita's. Knowing I definitely couldn't finish that entire plate, yea...I learnt Ru Shan's trick. Hahaha wanna know what it is ar? Hahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TLEzm9EQ_tI/AAAAAAAABL0/JhQ0r0INeyM/s1600/bday3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TLEzm9EQ_tI/AAAAAAAABL0/JhQ0r0INeyM/s400/bday3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526254962080808658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And then there was this discussion among the waiter's on what was my name. Whether I'm a guy or girl or whether I was in between. Haha okay, I'm starting to think that is also part of the trick and it didn't actually happen. Did it? Hmm, I'm that gullible. Haha don't use it against me okay???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TLEzmoP0lzI/AAAAAAAABLs/yGHjpRNpAjQ/s1600/bday5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TLEzmoP0lzI/AAAAAAAABLs/yGHjpRNpAjQ/s400/bday5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526254956492134194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;When the time came for the camera to come out and capture all the moments, my hair decided to misbehave. Or maybe it had been misbehaving the whole evening. I don't know but sigh....this always happens. And so you're all relegated to seeing a funny looking fringe on my head! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TLEzmu-lurI/AAAAAAAABLk/7DKiG-ZXslI/s1600/bday4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TLEzmu-lurI/AAAAAAAABLk/7DKiG-ZXslI/s400/bday4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526254958298905266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's a cheese cake! Haha As you can see, there's 5 candles. I'm turning 22 though. Not that old yet alright? Haha So I asked them why were there 5 candles?? They said according to the Chinese calander, I'll be turning 23 this year. It's always a plus one year in chinese birthdays. So, I just "o". Haha seriously la....you guys just came up with it on the spot or for real one? Haha Remember, I don't like the way you lie o....Hahaha inside joke!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TLEzmXCFjXI/AAAAAAAABLc/exxsbzMmj2M/s1600/bday6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TLEzmXCFjXI/AAAAAAAABLc/exxsbzMmj2M/s400/bday6.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526254951871122802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I find this horse-duck-flower pot thing interesting. What on earth was the potter thinking when he made this thing? I bet his hobby was riding horses and he was hungry for some duck. Unfortunately, he had to finish up his orders if not he couldn't have the duck for dinner then this horse-duck flower pot. Haha okay, total lameness!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TLEzl8gKoOI/AAAAAAAABLU/Cx51Ju9tOGk/s1600/bday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TLEzl8gKoOI/AAAAAAAABLU/Cx51Ju9tOGk/s400/bday.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526254944749527266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Whoever can guess what this picture is, I'll give ya a fiver. Haha nola, can't do that. The fiver is for my lunch. Haha but again, I find this picture unique. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TLEzPCmEzPI/AAAAAAAABLM/OsmS4w5a4t4/s1600/bday1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TLEzPCmEzPI/AAAAAAAABLM/OsmS4w5a4t4/s400/bday1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526254551247932658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Us girls. Don't be deceived by the picture. I'm actually quite short =P Horrifyingly true! Haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TLEzPBT1ZHI/AAAAAAAABLE/prGWvrR5PZI/s1600/bday7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 316px; height: 365px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TLEzPBT1ZHI/AAAAAAAABLE/prGWvrR5PZI/s400/bday7.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526254550902989938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And the guys.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TLEzOCV0-wI/AAAAAAAABK8/awh-ZvtpOTI/s1600/bday10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TLEzOCV0-wI/AAAAAAAABK8/awh-ZvtpOTI/s400/bday10.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526254533999917826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The whole group. There were 8 of us that night. From left, Chak, Ru Shan, Chris, me, Hazel, Diana, Danny and Wen Tye. Wen Tye ar....you're standing so far away from Danny. Why ar?? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TLEzN5o3i5I/AAAAAAAABK0/OoNRuI4shHo/s1600/bday8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TLEzN5o3i5I/AAAAAAAABK0/OoNRuI4shHo/s400/bday8.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526254531663858578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It was an interesting evening with great company. I'm glad that you guys could celebrate with me. Haha Thank you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TLEzNq_1kBI/AAAAAAAABKs/isRXEBW4_6w/s1600/bday9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TLEzNq_1kBI/AAAAAAAABKs/isRXEBW4_6w/s400/bday9.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526254527733665810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/700846502161737572-6384220072842942111?l=naturalme-lta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturalme-lta.blogspot.com/feeds/6384220072842942111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=700846502161737572&amp;postID=6384220072842942111&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/700846502161737572/posts/default/6384220072842942111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/700846502161737572/posts/default/6384220072842942111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturalme-lta.blogspot.com/2010/10/birthday.html' title='Birthday'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09365387493794762171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/SOt8nkPqMxI/AAAAAAAAAAU/IRPCjHfYuAA/S220/laura.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TLEztsECg6I/AAAAAAAABL8/m41njAnLFM8/s72-c/bday2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-700846502161737572.post-1178053962883414994</id><published>2010-10-08T18:48:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-08T19:22:06.639+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><title type='text'>Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Hoola Balooks&lt;/span&gt;...! Haha yes, that was totally random and I have absolutely no idea where it came from. Anyway, just wanted to say HELLO! It's Friday. How awesome is that? Haha if anyone read further down my blog than this line previously, then I must first apologize for the moment of temporary...........emo-ness. Haha you were expecting insanity right? Nope, you didn't get it...XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So how's your week been? Mine's the typical same old same old. Only thing is...I'm getting older. Haha yes, in exactly less than a week (6 days to be exact), I'll be a wise old 22 year old. I'm not too sure about the wise though, but hey, I'm learning...=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Everyone loves gifts and surprises and whatever else is special to that particular person. And so do I. Yup, I'm not excluded from this group. I remember when I was young, I used to love having those small cakes decorated with chocolate rice as well as butter cream icing topped off with a lighted candle. You know how in olden days, they have those vans that drive around selling bakery goods at night, yea, I'd get so overjoyed hearing their hon sounds. Yes, I'm kinda like a dog, I can recognize sounds and identify them. Like how hearing a person pick up keys and knowing which car they belong too. Of course, this only applies to those I'm familiar with. I ain't no magician you know! Hehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Knowing my love for candles and cakes, and how my eyes would shine when I hear the sound of the van hon, my parents would always get me a small cake and light it up. They'd sing a birthday song every single time and I'd blow the candle every single time. That moment at that time, felt so magical. Up to today, I still remember it as magical. Of course they'd get a cake for Claire as well since being the eldest, I didn't like to share....Opps, secret's out! ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Claire is younger than me by 2 years. Being the eldest child, of course I felt like a princess in the house. When she came along (this is of course coming from my mom and dad! =P), I guess I got upset. My parents had another to care for. Haha apparently, I didn't want to play with her. I'd end up giving her a chest 'massage'. Anyway, one day she came to the conclusion that if she wanted to play with me, she had to hit me too. And she did just that! Came right up to me, lifted her fists and proceeded to do exactly as I had to her....Haha Amazing huh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yes yes, back to the cake. Well, the cake became smaller and smaller, price also increasing with the decrease of cake size, and somewhere along the line, we stopped celebrating birthday's every night. Imagine how old I'd be if we kept celebrating every single night? But I'll always remember the joy I felt when I saw a lighted birthday candle and the thanks I feel towards my parents for indulging my birthday dreams.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Wanna know my wish list?? Hahaha....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/700846502161737572-1178053962883414994?l=naturalme-lta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturalme-lta.blogspot.com/feeds/1178053962883414994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=700846502161737572&amp;postID=1178053962883414994&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/700846502161737572/posts/default/1178053962883414994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/700846502161737572/posts/default/1178053962883414994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturalme-lta.blogspot.com/2010/10/friday.html' title='Friday'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09365387493794762171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/SOt8nkPqMxI/AAAAAAAAAAU/IRPCjHfYuAA/S220/laura.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-700846502161737572.post-4757645498656309716</id><published>2010-10-05T20:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T20:30:19.957+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nio'/><title type='text'>Egg tray</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Okay, today we had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;neuro&lt;/span&gt;-ophthalmology class. It was carried out by Dr. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Sanjeev&lt;/span&gt;. So he taught and taught and taught. Nearing the end of the class, he said, "Okay, believe it or not, I'll be leaving in exactly 6 1/2 minutes." So yea, started packing. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;wah&lt;/span&gt;, he was so engrossed in what he was talking about. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Acetylcholine&lt;/span&gt; receptors to be exact. Time was up pretty fast. And he went, "Oh, the 6 1/2 minutes are up already &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;eyh&lt;/span&gt;?" And he said, that's it for today. So before he left, he showed us something. "I was in surgery today and I saw this. Can anyone tell me what it is for?" We were all &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;scratching&lt;/span&gt; out heads thinking what sorta test involving the eye needs something that looks like an egg tray. He said, "It's for my cat!!" Yea......so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;cheh&lt;/span&gt;.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TKsXxsB5BYI/AAAAAAAABKc/zd-CH3MKx3Q/s400/eggcrate1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Just a picture of a few of us in class with slices of chocolate banana cake from Secret Recipe. September was a month of birthdays with See Ting's birthday just on 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; October. Practically 95% of the class went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Sunway&lt;/span&gt; Pyramid and had dinner at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Sakae&lt;/span&gt; Sushi. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt; it was an interesting day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TKsX81Hl0II/AAAAAAAABKk/0_QSky4Y0d8/s1600/bday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TKsX81Hl0II/AAAAAAAABKk/0_QSky4Y0d8/s400/bday.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524535701718552706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Now, I'd better get back to finishing Contact Lens assignment. Toodles!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/700846502161737572-4757645498656309716?l=naturalme-lta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturalme-lta.blogspot.com/feeds/4757645498656309716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=700846502161737572&amp;postID=4757645498656309716&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/700846502161737572/posts/default/4757645498656309716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/700846502161737572/posts/default/4757645498656309716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturalme-lta.blogspot.com/2010/10/egg-tray.html' title='Egg tray'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09365387493794762171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/SOt8nkPqMxI/AAAAAAAAAAU/IRPCjHfYuAA/S220/laura.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TKsXxsB5BYI/AAAAAAAABKc/zd-CH3MKx3Q/s72-c/eggcrate1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-700846502161737572.post-4402539230848603761</id><published>2010-10-05T19:40:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T20:14:17.366+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Day to Day'/><title type='text'>Crisis</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hey, how's your day been?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;You know how you always hear of people going through a mid-life crisis?  Mid-life crisis as described by Wikipedia is a period of dramatic self doubt. Well, ever heard of going through a 'young-adulthoood' crisis? It is a general assumption that young adults have the world in their hands; that life is a breeze; that they are carefree and have not a single worry. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Every semester, I'll make my trip home to be with my family and I'm always excited by the prospect of spending time with them. But then again, every semester, my mom would be able to read on my face how I'm feeling deep inside. Whether I'm that carefree young person I'm supposed to be or whether I'm feeling distracted and kinda on the down. And you know what? She get's it right every time. No matter how happy I try to be or how cheerful I look once I'm home, she knows I'm bothered.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So why?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I remember when I was in secondary school, you'd always hear news (which actually means gossip laa...) about girls having petty fights over boys who in my opinion are not even worth it. At that point, I kinda got fed-up. I mean, what the H is everyone arguing about? A boy...So chehh...Yea, so I decided to just stop thinking about it. That's it. The matter was solved and any thoughts whatever were buried.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Going into Form 6, I started to open up and be more cheerful. I thought it was a marvelous time of my life. I thought I had the whole world in my hands. The road is never smooth and again, I hit another speed bump. I got a whole of myself and went back to being the person I was. Cheerful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Once Form 6 ended, I was still that ever optimistic person. I came into university, thinking the best of the world. I thought to myself, "Wow, a clean break. A new beginning." But as time passes, I'm starting to think where have I gone? I'm no longer that same optimistic person that I was. I frown more which is so so so not good for the wrinkles. I sigh more. It's easier to feel hurt now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It seems like a piece of cake to find the solution. Just stop thinking about all of it and get on with your life, you think. Well, it's not as simple as that anymore. I used to think that a person was innocent until proven otherwise. However, today, it's hard to stick to that slogan. I still want to believe that everyone is a kind person because deep down, everyone has a kind bone. That this world isn't the scheming one that it is always portrayed as.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I don't think I've ever been truly hurt before. Maybe because I'm too afraid of being hurt. I lock myself up thinking to learn from others and then protecting myself from what everyone else has been through. Maybe I've become a skeptic because of it. I don't know. The facade that faces the world is one of strength and courage. But to truly know a person, is to know how fragile that person can be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Life is complicated. People living in this world are complicated. We all need to find a smile in this cloudy sky. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;SMILEEE DUDES AND DUDETTES!!!! =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/700846502161737572-4402539230848603761?l=naturalme-lta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturalme-lta.blogspot.com/feeds/4402539230848603761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=700846502161737572&amp;postID=4402539230848603761&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/700846502161737572/posts/default/4402539230848603761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/700846502161737572/posts/default/4402539230848603761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturalme-lta.blogspot.com/2010/10/crisis.html' title='Crisis'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09365387493794762171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/SOt8nkPqMxI/AAAAAAAAAAU/IRPCjHfYuAA/S220/laura.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-700846502161737572.post-712956541378950073</id><published>2010-09-30T19:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-30T19:43:19.200+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Piccadilly'/><title type='text'>Piccadilly</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Okie...So I have here these pictures of beer...WHY? Cause I drink beer like it's water. Everyday...Serious!! Haha nope, not serious. Just kidding...=) Truth be told, I'm just procrastinating. Tomorrow is the last paper for this assessment but it's also the worst! So yes, I'd rather write here. On Chris' birthday which was last Thursday, got a call to go out for some drinks at Piccadilly, Millenium Square. So okay lo...walked there. Thennn I found out, drinks meant alcohol.... Waited for the guys to arrive...Longer then us girls eyh? Walaaooo... Haha okay, don't mind me, I'm a little crazy. First up, we got the beer tower.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TKRw_cApjtI/AAAAAAAABKU/M0DfOaVos98/s1600/beer6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TKRw_cApjtI/AAAAAAAABKU/M0DfOaVos98/s400/beer6.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522663278216056530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So then, started drinking. See see the pic below. And the transformations began. A few of those, being blessed with super gorgeous 'i'm-jealous-of' fair skin (Haha...serious one lo, I wanna be fair also cannot. I'm tan and will always be tan! Woohoo...! Haha) started to turn red around the face. Then it spread to the ears, neck until tummy also got...Haha so cute! Hmm...I'm starting to think my way of writing is getting horrible. I write exactly what I think. Which is a totally different kind of English then the one I use when I'm home in Kuching. Mum is an English teacher so, you know la...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TKRw-twjzTI/AAAAAAAABKM/wtTF6CwM3Jc/s1600/beer5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TKRw-twjzTI/AAAAAAAABKM/wtTF6CwM3Jc/s400/beer5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522663265800539442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So the tower was depleted fast since there were 8 of us. Next up, we got this bucket which had 4 bottles. I didn't drink much though...Just abit here and there. Haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TKRw6BTsIiI/AAAAAAAABKE/nsMchsxDM-0/s1600/beer4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TKRw6BTsIiI/AAAAAAAABKE/nsMchsxDM-0/s400/beer4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522663185148813858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Prakash and I. Seldom take pictures with him. See, still so sober. Pose also so proper. Haha apparently when Prakash gets tipsy, he'll talk non-stop. I remember Hazel or someone saying that we'd better go home since Prakash was starting to get talkative. Haha Is that correct? Correct me if I'm wrong...^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TKRw5oZnO5I/AAAAAAAABJ8/RjYkZXoNrQQ/s1600/beer3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TKRw5oZnO5I/AAAAAAAABJ8/RjYkZXoNrQQ/s400/beer3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522663178462772114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So after that bucket, yeala, we got another bottle. This time it was Tiger beer. Just one small bottle =P Ding Shyang joined us for this one. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TKRw5i0PAEI/AAAAAAAABJ0/M0CSxvCT-sk/s1600/beer2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TKRw5i0PAEI/AAAAAAAABJ0/M0CSxvCT-sk/s400/beer2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522663176963817538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chris and I. We were about to go home. Being good boys and girls, we were all ever aware of the time ticking away and that we were supposed to be home sleeping. And then, poor Hazel also. Cause she actually wanted to prepare for bed at the time we wanted to head to Piccadilly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TKRw5SBDlUI/AAAAAAAABJs/JOyj8R-LN9Y/s1600/beer1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TKRw5SBDlUI/AAAAAAAABJs/JOyj8R-LN9Y/s400/beer1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522663172454192450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A group picture. There's only 7 in the picture cause Ding Shyang was the camera man. It was a quiet night at Piccadilly since there were no football matches or anything spectacular. The workers were piling the chairs in at that time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TKRw5B2u4tI/AAAAAAAABJk/-9PX2rXDlPs/s1600/beer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TKRw5B2u4tI/AAAAAAAABJk/-9PX2rXDlPs/s400/beer.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522663168115925714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So yesterday, it was Seng Fai's and Linda's birthday. But poor thing, it was during exam week. Some more it was the day before Binocular Vision. But fear not, it's over already. Till the next one of course =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/700846502161737572-712956541378950073?l=naturalme-lta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturalme-lta.blogspot.com/feeds/712956541378950073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=700846502161737572&amp;postID=712956541378950073&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/700846502161737572/posts/default/712956541378950073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/700846502161737572/posts/default/712956541378950073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturalme-lta.blogspot.com/2010/09/piccadilly.html' title='Piccadilly'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09365387493794762171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/SOt8nkPqMxI/AAAAAAAAAAU/IRPCjHfYuAA/S220/laura.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TKRw_cApjtI/AAAAAAAABKU/M0DfOaVos98/s72-c/beer6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-700846502161737572.post-1241675092734010346</id><published>2010-09-28T19:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-28T20:29:24.175+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Exam'/><title type='text'>Exams</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hola...so let me tell you one crazily hilarious story! I'm having my 2nd assessment tests this week and I had 2 papers yesterday which were Dispensing Optics as well as Contact Lens 1. Phew...! Dispensing Optics was in the morning and coming back from that, I was worried about the Contact Lens paper. So, with 4 hours to spare, I tried my very best to memorize all the advantages and disadvantages of the dumb dumb dumb lens materials. It goes something like this...Adv: Higher Dk hence more flexibility and bla bla...Disadv: Due to low Dk, lens more easily scratched, breakable. But yea, done with that, I went into the exam with a flustered heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"I pray I pray I'll remember."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So opening the paper, I scanned through the questions. Section 2 went like this: Describe the ocular effects experienced my pregnant women. Give 3 examples.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I was like, "Crap! Where did that come from." So nevermind lo, carried on with the paper, answering with whatever I could think of.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Coming out of the exam, I asked my friends where the pregnant thing came from. Cause thinking to myself, I knew I haven't seen this pregnant-ocular-effects issue in the set of notes that I studied.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The worst thing?? I studied the wrong set of notes! So so smart, right? There were two sets of notes on slit lamp. One was for practicals and another was notes. I got mistaken and assumed it was the practical one were to study from. That's why I was thinking to myself, " Where got things to study for slit lamp????"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But yea, all is said and done so need to work harder for the next exam! Hahahahaha........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Having Biostatistics tomorrow and this picture below is for Binocular Vision which would be on Thursday...Wish me luck la...=P&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/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TKHeAhmBcCI/AAAAAAAABJc/t2JkfNxH7n4/s1600/28092010970_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TKHeAhmBcCI/AAAAAAAABJc/t2JkfNxH7n4/s400/28092010970_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521938718732152866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This is obviously me...After dinner, with a big comfy t-shirt, crooked smile and too-long fringe...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TKHeAMUgDyI/AAAAAAAABJU/jHVjVdvWg-4/s1600/28092010975_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TKHeAMUgDyI/AAAAAAAABJU/jHVjVdvWg-4/s400/28092010975_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521938713021517602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/700846502161737572-1241675092734010346?l=naturalme-lta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturalme-lta.blogspot.com/feeds/1241675092734010346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=700846502161737572&amp;postID=1241675092734010346&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/700846502161737572/posts/default/1241675092734010346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/700846502161737572/posts/default/1241675092734010346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturalme-lta.blogspot.com/2010/09/exams.html' title='Exams'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09365387493794762171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/SOt8nkPqMxI/AAAAAAAAAAU/IRPCjHfYuAA/S220/laura.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TKHeAhmBcCI/AAAAAAAABJc/t2JkfNxH7n4/s72-c/28092010970_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-700846502161737572.post-6639205431838219760</id><published>2010-09-22T19:34:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T20:06:36.838+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><title type='text'>Mid Autumn Festival 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Happy Mooncake Festival all! &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;The Mid-Autumn Festival is held on the 15th day of the eighth month in the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chinese_calendar" title="Chinese calendar" style="text-decoration: none; background-image: none; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: initial; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Chinese calendar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;, which is usually around late September or early October in the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gregorian_calendar" title="Gregorian calendar" style="text-decoration: none; background-image: none; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: initial; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Gregorian calendar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;. Families generally would gather under the night sky to enjoy different mooncakes and pamelo as well as to play colourful lanterns. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;A few friends gathered last night for this festival. Prior to that night, it rained so so heavily. With all the works, thunder, lightning and howling wind included. Because of that, the night sky was cloudy and the moon was only hazily visible. It was true to it's word, being round! Haha while waiting for a few others, we found this red striped snake lying around. Ughh, scary creature! Haha but looks cute enough wrapped around Hazel! =P &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TJnrzOsxO-I/AAAAAAAABEM/1Op3BXFCrGo/s1600/mooncake2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TJnrzOsxO-I/AAAAAAAABEM/1Op3BXFCrGo/s400/mooncake2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519702083670981602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;These are part of &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;the lanterns that w&lt;/span&gt;e lit that night. It was a beautiful sight. Different coloured lanterns decorating different corners of the front lawn. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TJnrywfpDDI/AAAAAAAABEE/7iUK3jYL-BI/s1600/mooncake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TJnrywfpDDI/AAAAAAAABEE/7iUK3jYL-BI/s400/mooncake.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519702075562855474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And here comes the mooncake! Haha we had a variety of flavours to try from. The one on the left is black sesame and the one on the right is dragon fruit. We also had lotus paste mooncake as well as red bean with egg yolk. Each had it's own unique flavour so it was like an adventure trying them all. You know how to save money during this season? Go to every shop selling mooncakes, try out the samples till you've had this years quota. You're done! Hahaha okay, that was just for laughs alright? Don't go doing that. Paisehnya....^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TJnrmS7rtjI/AAAAAAAABD8/_RsEMEtmjU0/s1600/mooncake5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 245px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TJnrmS7rtjI/AAAAAAAABD8/_RsEMEtmjU0/s400/mooncake5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519701861468976690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Doesn't this picture just fit into that 'old, traditional' feel? Haha looks just about right? Only thing is, the guy, Chak sitting in this picture is not old! Hehe &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TJnrmGg2EqI/AAAAAAAABD0/1mp9fZoKb6I/s1600/mooncake7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 297px; height: 331px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TJnrmGg2EqI/AAAAAAAABD0/1mp9fZoKb6I/s400/mooncake7.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519701858135184034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It was nearing a friends birthday, so it was decided that we'd try to make the words, Happy Birthday in mandarin for him. I'm noob in mandarin la so I just help light abit. Hehe Happy Early Birthday, Chris!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TJnrlya-RzI/AAAAAAAABDs/BMQDHCNpi2M/s1600/mooncake8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TJnrlya-RzI/AAAAAAAABDs/BMQDHCNpi2M/s400/mooncake8.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519701852741846834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Part of those present. We were supposed to be the 7 Fairies of something like that. But guess what? There's a guy with us. But who says there aren't male fairies right? Hehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TJnrlkKUhMI/AAAAAAAABDk/ilK5C4XINs8/s1600/mooncake1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 248px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TJnrlkKUhMI/AAAAAAAABDk/ilK5C4XINs8/s400/mooncake1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519701848913904834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So Happy Mid-Autumn Festival everyone! It rained again today but hopefully the moon would shine through the clouds for everyone to enjoy! =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TJnrlNZW9nI/AAAAAAAABDc/5WAZYNkrJ-A/s1600/mooncake9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TJnrlNZW9nI/AAAAAAAABDc/5WAZYNkrJ-A/s400/mooncake9.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519701842802964082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/700846502161737572-6639205431838219760?l=naturalme-lta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturalme-lta.blogspot.com/feeds/6639205431838219760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=700846502161737572&amp;postID=6639205431838219760&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/700846502161737572/posts/default/6639205431838219760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/700846502161737572/posts/default/6639205431838219760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturalme-lta.blogspot.com/2010/09/mid-autumn-festival-2010.html' title='Mid Autumn Festival 2010'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09365387493794762171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/SOt8nkPqMxI/AAAAAAAAAAU/IRPCjHfYuAA/S220/laura.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TJnrzOsxO-I/AAAAAAAABEM/1Op3BXFCrGo/s72-c/mooncake2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-700846502161737572.post-2064345713224737070</id><published>2010-09-18T22:34:00.025+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-25T21:32:30.813+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nuffnang'/><title type='text'>Are You Moist Enough?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So...It was one Sunday afternoon back in July 2010 and the weather in Kuching was just way too humid. The sun was up way before it was supposed to and shining like it just got reprimanded by the head master for not shining brightly enough.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TJ31ZZmpiNI/AAAAAAAABJE/WU5pMag3FGY/s1600/Image033_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 245px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TJ31ZZmpiNI/AAAAAAAABJE/WU5pMag3FGY/s400/Image033_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520838534944622802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I was at my bursting point cause I'm not the kind of person that can exactly tolerate sticky, icky skin. Unless of course I'd prepared my mind that i'll be sticky and icky. Being me, that was pretty often. I'm not one of the lucky few who would be able to look fresh all day long. Yea, eww la but what can I do right? I'm who I am. So, I rushed to take a shower and came out feeling so much better. Okay, here I have to confess: I'm lazy in terms of looking after my skin. Even my face moisturizer routine can't be called a routine. I put on moisturizer one day, and I forget the next. Uhuh...So horrible! Back to that shower, I went to my room and noticed that there was a bottle of Vaseline moisturizer sitting on the book shelf. Then thinking, "Hmm, where did that come from? "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TJ2wvFYBEKI/AAAAAAAABI8/7plUpEPvkTU/s1600/25092010965_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TJ2wvFYBEKI/AAAAAAAABI8/7plUpEPvkTU/s400/25092010965_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520763041169346722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Thought Vaseline was all about petroleum jelly?" *scratched head*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TJ2v3YkaCDI/AAAAAAAABIs/EShGMSP8Z3w/s1600/vaseline_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 252px; height: 262px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TJ2v3YkaCDI/AAAAAAAABIs/EShGMSP8Z3w/s400/vaseline_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520762084248913970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Knowing it would belong to one of my sisters, I went and asked her if I could try it out since I was in a generous mood to lavish my dreadfully forgotten skin. =/ Yes!! She said I could, so I went to pick up that bottle, brought it for a 'car' ride to my mom's room. Watched CSI trilogy while using the moisturizing lotion.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My first thought was, " Hmm, I hope this lotion won't give me that oily and sticky feeling. Had bad experience with lotions that claim NOT to be sticky but ended up? Total FAILLLL....Hehe the truth and nothing but the truth!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Second thought? Wow, this smells really good!! Dang it, let's put more... Hahahaha Which person doesn't like smelling good right? Haha then I went, "Uh oh, sticky phobia back again. Bad bad choice to just up the dollop of lotion." *crosses fingers*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Immediate contact of moisturizer to my skin was like this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TJ2vdLyEoyI/AAAAAAAABIc/LJTdnJIoXd8/s1600/25092010961_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TJ2vdLyEoyI/AAAAAAAABIc/LJTdnJIoXd8/s400/25092010961_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520761634139972386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It totally doesn't leave that sticky and oily feeling. I can touch anything without worrying that there will be any tell-tale fingerprints. Again, I thought, "Hmm...This Vaseline product is good. Wonder where it's from? Did my aunt get it from overseas and lent it to my sister? Dang, hope I can get my hands on it to bring back to KL."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sis told me that it wasn't from my aunt, but she had bought it from Guardian. Yea yea, I know. How can I not have noticed something new out in the market?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So yea, I used the Vaseline moisturizing lotion until I was due to come back to KL on the 1st of August. Haha banyak cerita, but I'm really glad I found this lotion.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Back in KL, I kept dreaming of this lotion. So I made a trip to Guardian in Midvalley and looked for this 'skin saviour' of mine. Little did I know, St. Ives, which is also another of my favourite, has changed packaging. I grabbed a tube of St. Ives scrub and Vaseline moisturizing lotion and headed for the counter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Back home, it was bliss. My skin felt happy again. Going to class everyday has proven to be a trial for my already forgotten skin. Full-blast air-conditioning coupled with the fact that I like to put my elbows on the table causing them more abrasion and further dryness....Yes, I'm guilty. Trying to make the routine a routine. Trying my best!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Raya break then came along, and as I was packing, it was in my uppermost line of thought that I need to pack light. Yea, I tend to pack 'heavy' and since my dad already reminded me to pack light, I was trying to do just that. Ended up??? I forgot my make-up remover as well as my baby, Vaseline moisturizing lotion!!&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/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TJ2uKiP-EYI/AAAAAAAABIM/tkymcOdLEWE/s1600/25092010955_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TJ2uKiP-EYI/AAAAAAAABIM/tkymcOdLEWE/s400/25092010955_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520760214241808770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I arrived on Sunday afternoon with a stiff shoulder due to lugging what I thought was a super minimized version of my wardrobe and extra dry skin due to aeroplane air. That night, I slept so bad...Why? A stiff shoulder and I felt pain on my elbow. Thinking it was nothing, I left it till morning. Woke up, turned in the bed and felt that same pain when my elbow grazed the bed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Know what? It became overly dry and cracked! Darn, I was trying my best but I guess my skin just couldn't take it anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TJ2t7o9CjTI/AAAAAAAABIE/SbfUyVuM-_I/s1600/dry-skin-face_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TJ2t7o9CjTI/AAAAAAAABIE/SbfUyVuM-_I/s400/dry-skin-face_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520759958343421234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Thinking I could still save my skin, I raced to ask my sister where her bottle of Vaseline was. Phew, there was still some to spare. Quickly, I squeezed out a good-sized dollop of lotion and started to pat it to my injured elbow. Aiks, it stung! Perseverance was important and so I kept patting more lotion. I thought I needed to endure some stickiness due to the reasonably large amount, but guess what? It felt great after. Continued with the Vaseline 'treatment' and little by little, it started to sting less and less.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TJ2rWbuEKTI/AAAAAAAABG0/9QdFc-fhQy4/s400/vaseline_1285163735.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;That was one painful lesson. I've heard of people saying they've painful cracked heels, but painful cracked elbows?? That's a first. I'm glad to say my skin is feeling much better and more moist now. And I'm honestly proud to say I have a moisturizing routine. Not just on my face but my body too. I'm super serious k??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Vaseline is currently on a 'not-top-secret' mission to introduce to everyone their new range of moisturizing lotions which will suit everyones' needs. There's 4 in this range: &lt;b&gt;Total Moisture&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;Healthy White, Intensive Rescue and Aloe Cool and Fresh.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TJ2sCb-J6uI/AAAAAAAABHs/mbZlSwkYIi0/s1600/vaseline+(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TJ2sCb-J6uI/AAAAAAAABHs/mbZlSwkYIi0/s400/vaseline+(1).jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520757876094266082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My favourite of the Vaseline range, is the Aloe Cool and Fresh. It really does give you a cooling feeling. But not like mint la...It's not the same as drinking 7-Up Ice or eating mint sweets. It's that feeling of happiness like how I felt my skin give a sigh of relief upon contact with the lotion. The smell really does live up to it's name too. It's fresh smelling. You know how when you've been shopping the whole afternoon, you'll feel uber thirsty, seek out a place to drink and on that first sip, you feel refreshed? Well, that's what I feel with Vaseline's new range of moisturizing lotion.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Maybe based on my experience above, I should be using Total Moisture or Intensive Rescue but I really fell in love with the Aloe Cool and Fresh due to it's smell. So, throwing caution to the wind, I bought what I liked. No point using something which you don't like right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TJ2r3Pd5kbI/AAAAAAAABHk/yD5zrtfggs4/s1600/vaseline_1285399924.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TJ2r3Pd5kbI/AAAAAAAABHk/yD5zrtfggs4/s400/vaseline_1285399924.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520757683759190450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I apply Vaseline Aloe Cool and Fresh everyday after my shower. All I can say is, it'll definitely do the job it's meant to do: MOISTURIZE!! =P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Try it out! XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/700846502161737572-2064345713224737070?l=naturalme-lta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturalme-lta.blogspot.com/feeds/2064345713224737070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=700846502161737572&amp;postID=2064345713224737070&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/700846502161737572/posts/default/2064345713224737070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/700846502161737572/posts/default/2064345713224737070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturalme-lta.blogspot.com/2010/09/are-you-moist-enough.html' title='Are You Moist Enough?'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09365387493794762171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/SOt8nkPqMxI/AAAAAAAAAAU/IRPCjHfYuAA/S220/laura.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TJ31ZZmpiNI/AAAAAAAABJE/WU5pMag3FGY/s72-c/Image033_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-700846502161737572.post-7981055899487597358</id><published>2010-09-16T23:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-16T23:47:50.230+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Malaysia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tiger'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><title type='text'>Quick one</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And so today is Hari Malaysia. The official day that the states, Sabah and Sarawak, joined Malaya. 16th September 1963. This year is the first year that this day is declared a national holiday. Well, who doesn't like an extra holiday right? But yea, this is what really makes Malaysia. And please do get your facts right k? I hear of so many people getting tricked by Sabahans and Sarawakaians that we still live in tree houses and don't wear clothes. Haha what an Ohh Emm Gee moment. Should we blame it on advertisement such as those of Gua Niah and it's famous paleolithic abode? Well, yea maybe. But truth is, we also shouldn't be to 'katak di bawah tempurung'. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyway, I can sense that my moods are swinging faster than a batter can swing his bat. Haha I'm speechless actually. I have absolutely nothing to say. My mind gets more and more negative as the days pass. I don't know what to think. I don't think I want to think. I'm just so tired. Can I have all the happiness again? Aiks, okay okay. Let's get out of all this cumulonimbus clouds. It's causing really horrible turbulence. Which reminds me, as I was coming back to KL after Raya break, the airplane hit some pretty rough patches. At one point, I was so thankful for the seatbelt holding me down. You know, how you play those 'shoot-you-into-the-sky' things like the one in Genting? Yea, it was something like that. I was literally lifted off the seat!! Haha I even heard some people screaming....=/ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So anyway, while I was back in Kuching for the measly but 'better-than-nothing' holiday. I had a great time with my family as well as tiger. Haha I love surprises and that's what I got! One night, I wasn't the best company for anyone, so when we reached my house, I was about to go in when I was presented with flowers. That's the first one. 3 delicate roses. My jaw dropped. I even asked, 'What is this for?' =P So since I've received them, I didn't expect anything the next day, but surprise surprise, I got 6 beautiful roses. And I was like, 'Huh??' Haha but needless to say, I appreciate the flowers very much. Thank you. We spent our days watching movies, racing to buy tickets before the holiday crowd. What did I watch? Going The Distance which isn't so great, Piranha, Resident Evil: Afterlife among others.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TJI1EHEJ9BI/AAAAAAAABDU/amMKZhMrB5U/s1600/flower1_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 245px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TJI1EHEJ9BI/AAAAAAAABDU/amMKZhMrB5U/s400/flower1_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517530838214505490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TJI1DkjMNGI/AAAAAAAABDM/qhO1mjtJMTM/s1600/flower3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TJI1DkjMNGI/AAAAAAAABDM/qhO1mjtJMTM/s400/flower3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517530828949435490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So before Raya break, our uni had a steamboat get-together. It was fun...Maybe I'll put up more pictures next time. The picture below is only part of those who went. That's only my class. Hehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TJI1DX4S9nI/AAAAAAAABDE/m8plppPnSPw/s1600/steamboat1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TJI1DX4S9nI/AAAAAAAABDE/m8plppPnSPw/s400/steamboat1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517530825548297842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TJI1C5rOq3I/AAAAAAAABC8/C-lmMw47IVg/s1600/steamboat2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TJI1C5rOq3I/AAAAAAAABC8/C-lmMw47IVg/s400/steamboat2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517530817440426866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Okay, will find another time to talk more. This dragon is going back to brooding over 'goodness-knows-what' . Ciao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/700846502161737572-7981055899487597358?l=naturalme-lta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturalme-lta.blogspot.com/feeds/7981055899487597358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=700846502161737572&amp;postID=7981055899487597358&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/700846502161737572/posts/default/7981055899487597358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/700846502161737572/posts/default/7981055899487597358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturalme-lta.blogspot.com/2010/09/quick-one.html' title='Quick one'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09365387493794762171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/SOt8nkPqMxI/AAAAAAAAAAU/IRPCjHfYuAA/S220/laura.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TJI1EHEJ9BI/AAAAAAAABDU/amMKZhMrB5U/s72-c/flower1_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-700846502161737572.post-8732057619671627802</id><published>2010-08-31T21:51:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-31T22:55:11.187+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Malaysia'/><title type='text'>Independence Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hello everyone! It's National Day! Are you feeling the freedom and smelling the patriotism? Honestly, I don't. I hear patriotic songs being played almost everywhere. An example? The LRT station. But I don't think anyone really cares. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Being how the situation is as of today, I think the nation is in a dilemma on whether or not to feel patriotic. Everyday there's news of racism issues. Of people making remarks on another race. Being that this is the fasting month for the Muslim's, it only adds to this unrest. There are issues of principals asking students of chinese origin to return to their home country aka China and that fares on Air Asia are cheap. But think about it? Where are we from? I know I can say that I was born and raised in Malaysia. So Malaysia is my home country and it will always be. The same goes to many others. We may be chinese but that does not mean we are from China. Just because a person is Indian does not mean that persons home country is India. Just because a person is a muslim does not mean said person hails from a country where the Islamic religion originated from.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Malaysia is what it is because of this melting pot of races. Our country was once a no-mans land with the only settlements inhabited by aborigines. Our country has been passed from many hands and finally we have come to build Malaysia, our home. We've been through hurdles and have managed to settle it in peace. We've had one 13th May 1969. Do we want another? Our forebears have fought for this country to their death in order to protect our future. Have we already forgotten? It's like a father trying to build a secure future for his child. As a responsible child, are you just going to throw that hard work away? Or are we just itching to build our own history? Humans are known for their competitive nature. Being that we've survived thus far, it has definitely been a survival of the fittest. Is it another evolution that everyone seeks?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;No doubt, every country has its downfalls. Every country has its share of rotten apples. But what makes one better than the other is how we can pull through it. Not by how much we can protest. Yes, making our voices heard is important. After all, it has been drilled into us that we have freedom of speech. But what one does not understand, is that the actions of a person leads to the actions of others. I've just read an article of a group of young people beating up 2 others during our Merdeka countdown last night. Why? Just because they're of a different race. But is that really voicing out who we are? Those on top may have their differences and their own conflicts but that negativism has filtered into the minds of the citizens. It has thus brought unrest. I've read so many statements asking whether Malaysia is actually moving forward or backwards? Where are we? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Have we forgotten how Malaysia used to be? Have we forgotten those days of ais kacang, lontong, running around the field with our friends? When we could go out and not worry? Being in KL, I wanted to be in the crowd where the countdown for Merdeka is held, where the yearly parade takes place at Dataran Merdeka. I've watched it every year on TV. But you know what? I'm afraid of attending. As the saying goes, So close yet so far. What's going to happen? Is this a cauldron of stew just waiting to spill over? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This country may have made a million mistakes and may be taking a turn to I-don't-know where. The ruling office may be having disputes and what-nots. The people may be restless. But just once in a year, on the 31st August or if you'd prefer the 16th September remember the yesteryears where a smile comes from knowing you have a country to call home. Remember that at least we have the country's independence rather than being ruled by another. Remember, we can have all these arguments and disputes because we are independent. Remember in our hearts, Malaysians are people of good graces.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"The fool speaks, the wise man listens."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"PEACE...It does not mean to be in a place where there is no noise, trouble or hardwork. It means to be in the midst of those things and still be calm in your heart."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;*Ps: What is written is purely based on personal opinions and is in no way trying to pick on anybody or anything. It is a one-sided opinion and everyone is of course entitled to their own opinions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/700846502161737572-8732057619671627802?l=naturalme-lta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturalme-lta.blogspot.com/feeds/8732057619671627802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=700846502161737572&amp;postID=8732057619671627802&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/700846502161737572/posts/default/8732057619671627802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/700846502161737572/posts/default/8732057619671627802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturalme-lta.blogspot.com/2010/08/independence-day.html' title='Independence Day'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09365387493794762171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/SOt8nkPqMxI/AAAAAAAAAAU/IRPCjHfYuAA/S220/laura.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-700846502161737572.post-7377052913473819566</id><published>2010-08-30T20:36:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T21:17:47.089+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Country'/><title type='text'>Tomoe Japanese Restaurant</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I've had an amazing weekend! Why? Cause Claire came to KL to see me...Haha I was supposed to go to Penang to meet her but had a super duper insignificant class on Saturday. And being a good girl, I didn't skip it...^.^ Why was it insignificant? Cause the lecture only lasted about 40 minutes. So yea, Claire came down on Thursday all thanks to my dad who booked her flight down for us...Yay! And since then, it's been an eating spree non-stop. I've definitely gained another unsightly layer on my body which is so so soooo not needed and my tummy is protruding. Yes, like Keratoconus protruding. Haha yea, i know there's no connection. Just being a nerd =/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/THun5iDkDaI/AAAAAAAABCs/Ue8QyY4EDjk/s1600/fat1.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 303px; height: 306px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/THun5iDkDaI/AAAAAAAABCs/Ue8QyY4EDjk/s400/fat1.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511183175854067106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;On the night before Claire was to go back to Penang, we went to a Japanese Restaurant called Tomoe located at SS15, Subang Jaya. Amazing us, we took the wrong bus and ended up on the wrong end. Haha but managed to find our way to the restaurant still early but sweaty...=( And guess what? We found out that it wasn't at all difficult to get to Asia Cafe. Such a chehh moment! So yea, Tomoe...Great place, even greater price...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/THun5dgeYjI/AAAAAAAABCk/51VUI9-gMRo/s1600/tomoe1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/THun5dgeYjI/AAAAAAAABCk/51VUI9-gMRo/s400/tomoe1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511183174633153074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This plate of sashimi was recommended by our server. Salmon and tuna sashimi. Which is my favourite? The tuna. But that 5 slices of tuna sashimi as is more clearly seen in the picture below this cost a bomb! No kidding. The taste was amazing though....^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/THun44_1MUI/AAAAAAAABCc/Jb8QETZYF1Q/s1600/tomoe2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/THun44_1MUI/AAAAAAAABCc/Jb8QETZYF1Q/s400/tomoe2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511183164832559426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/THun4aGR3_I/AAAAAAAABCU/qwn9VhgcvMY/s1600/tomoe3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/THun4aGR3_I/AAAAAAAABCU/qwn9VhgcvMY/s400/tomoe3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511183156538105842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This is inari and unagi. Inari is a sweet beancurd skin filled with Japanese sushi rice. And unagi is eel, of course...I'll let you in on a little secret...Each sushi with unagi was RM8. Haha so must enjoy each bite...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/THun4JyBp4I/AAAAAAAABCM/VAyi16rbjn0/s1600/tomoe4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/THun4JyBp4I/AAAAAAAABCM/VAyi16rbjn0/s400/tomoe4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511183152158189442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And the chawan mushi. The texture is really smooth with alot of stuff inside. I think they even put gingko nut in but conformation on that is either from Ru Shan or Claire.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/THunu3tPgjI/AAAAAAAABCE/lnmPseHMcSI/s1600/tomoe5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/THunu3tPgjI/AAAAAAAABCE/lnmPseHMcSI/s400/tomoe5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511182992687465010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This is soft shell crab maki. Yum! I don't know why but I've always loved soft shell crab. My whole family does. Haha thinking back, the last time we pigged out on soft shell crabs was just the last sem break. And the fish roe you see on the maki? It's really 'crunchy'. Haha can hear sounds when you bite into them, kinda like firecrackers. Haha kidding la, that's impossible unless you stuff your mouth full of the roe but I wouldn't know since I've never tried that. Hehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/THunumRef_I/AAAAAAAABB8/ewVPEOuY8WY/s1600/tomoe6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/THunumRef_I/AAAAAAAABB8/ewVPEOuY8WY/s400/tomoe6.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511182988007604210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The main attraction of the evening is this Dragon Roll. I remember some sorta debate going on that evening on whether it was a crab or prawn thing until Chak had to look at the crustacean head sitting on his plate for conformation. This dish is yummy! After being wrapped in lettuce and Japanese rice, this roll is then wrapped with slices of salmon, tuna and avocado. It's huge and considering my longer jaw, it had to go in whole....Haha definitely not a pretty sight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/THunuJP1m1I/AAAAAAAABB0/cd7s25B1y_s/s1600/tomoe7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/THunuJP1m1I/AAAAAAAABB0/cd7s25B1y_s/s400/tomoe7.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511182980216101714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Some other dishes we tried are the octopus takoyaki, some sort of mince meat mixed with squid and something dish as well as an unrecognizable thing which was deep fried. Salt alert on that one! The mince meat dish as agreed by us all was kind of a scam. It reminded us all of the mince meat dish the Chinese always steam to eat with rice and there were also connections to Xiao Lung Bao filling. Overall, it was a great dinner with great company. Just remember to save up before going so you don't get a shock...Haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/THunttnmTfI/AAAAAAAABBs/5T7KKrX0QtU/s1600/tomoe8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/THunttnmTfI/AAAAAAAABBs/5T7KKrX0QtU/s400/tomoe8.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511182972799569394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I seriously had a great time with Claire and on Sunday, we had a video call with mummy, Beth and Becky. Haha it was a loud event =P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/THuntBEtRvI/AAAAAAAABBk/dUDSXq6WWx8/s1600/tomoe9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/THuntBEtRvI/AAAAAAAABBk/dUDSXq6WWx8/s400/tomoe9.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511182960842065650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So tomorrow is Merdeka Day or better known as Independence Day. Despite the many challenges and what not, it's still the country I was born in and I love it. Tanggal 31 being one of my favourite songs. Haha no kidding.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/700846502161737572-7377052913473819566?l=naturalme-lta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturalme-lta.blogspot.com/feeds/7377052913473819566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=700846502161737572&amp;postID=7377052913473819566&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/700846502161737572/posts/default/7377052913473819566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/700846502161737572/posts/default/7377052913473819566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturalme-lta.blogspot.com/2010/08/tomoe-japanese-restaurant.html' title='Tomoe Japanese Restaurant'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09365387493794762171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/SOt8nkPqMxI/AAAAAAAAAAU/IRPCjHfYuAA/S220/laura.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/THun5iDkDaI/AAAAAAAABCs/Ue8QyY4EDjk/s72-c/fat1.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-700846502161737572.post-3801192337594348845</id><published>2010-08-26T10:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T10:42:17.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have a big, bad headache.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can I pretend that airplanes in the night sky are like shooting stars?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Would shooting stars really make dreams come true?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Realistically, it's all about hard work isn't it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then, I'm bad at hard work&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Am I?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/700846502161737572-3801192337594348845?l=naturalme-lta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturalme-lta.blogspot.com/feeds/3801192337594348845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=700846502161737572&amp;postID=3801192337594348845&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/700846502161737572/posts/default/3801192337594348845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/700846502161737572/posts/default/3801192337594348845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturalme-lta.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-have-big-bad-headache.html' title=''/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09365387493794762171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/SOt8nkPqMxI/AAAAAAAAAAU/IRPCjHfYuAA/S220/laura.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-700846502161737572.post-74343747440971934</id><published>2010-08-20T20:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-20T22:11:47.826+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nio'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Durian'/><title type='text'>Durian Bomb</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This evening's dinner destination was set to be Sri Karak Restaurant, Section 52, PJ. Ocular disease class was supposed to end at 5pm but as usual got delayed till about 520pm. My bladder was bursting and my tummy was starting to growl. Haha pictures for this post are not by me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;That's how it looks like inside, pretty simple. With lots of soya sauce arranged in most corners of the restaurant. As well as lots of pictures promoting their durian stuff.&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/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TG6IUC3u1wI/AAAAAAAABBc/YzaRDU8R4ZM/s1600/karak1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TG6IUC3u1wI/AAAAAAAABBc/YzaRDU8R4ZM/s400/karak1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507489272270083842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We had quite a few things for dinner including ostrich meat and this house special claypot chicken. Haha what can I say about this dish? I don't actually have any words since I can't tell what it's cooked with. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TG6IT5OMvZI/AAAAAAAABBU/MSgbL1AWa-I/s1600/karak2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TG6IT5OMvZI/AAAAAAAABBU/MSgbL1AWa-I/s400/karak2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507489269679963538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So as I've mentioned above, they promote loads about the durian menu. There's durian cake, tart, bomb as well as the other egg tarts, pandan tarts, and portugese egg tarts. The picture below is of the durian bomb. Yes, I love durian so I had 1 of this. And the filling was good. Soft, smooth and durian-tasting. I don't think the durian tart is that great though, so try the bomb first. Hehe another thing they had is 'I-don't-know-what' ice-cream or cake or burger wrapped with something. The name of this thing is called Mc Durian. The catch phrase for it? 'Eat it like a burger!' Haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TG6ITbH7yjI/AAAAAAAABBM/A34U6DkTlfQ/s1600/karak3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TG6ITbH7yjI/AAAAAAAABBM/A34U6DkTlfQ/s400/karak3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507489261600623154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;They also had Durian Ice Kacang. Hmmmm......Haha durian and ice kacang? Not really my cup of tea. I'd prefer just Durian Ice. That's the best thing man! Haha but I did see a few people ordering this so I suppose it taste alright. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TG6ITOqROwI/AAAAAAAABBE/Ck7Gt2IH7zU/s1600/karak4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 225px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TG6ITOqROwI/AAAAAAAABBE/Ck7Gt2IH7zU/s400/karak4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507489258254973698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I saw this dish and I remembered eating something similar when I visited KL back in 2007. Not bought from the same place of course. Yes, ancient years back but yea, I remember. Looks good eyh? Maybe I'll try it one day...=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TG6IS63s81I/AAAAAAAABA8/AsOBqtII1X4/s1600/karak5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TG6IS63s81I/AAAAAAAABA8/AsOBqtII1X4/s400/karak5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507489252942607186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So that was about dinner. On a side note, I have class at 830 tomorrow and I think I accidentally scratched my eye with a cotton pad. Yea, I know some people are thinking, how the heck can I scratch my eye with something so soft? It's those cotton pads that have sealed edges from Guardian. And now I'm worrying a little. Maybe it's paranoia from all those lectures on corneal abrasion/ scarring and how bad it can get....Aiks, I really do hope it's nothing *keeps fingers crossed*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Toodles...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/700846502161737572-74343747440971934?l=naturalme-lta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturalme-lta.blogspot.com/feeds/74343747440971934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=700846502161737572&amp;postID=74343747440971934&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/700846502161737572/posts/default/74343747440971934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/700846502161737572/posts/default/74343747440971934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturalme-lta.blogspot.com/2010/08/durian-bomb.html' title='Durian Bomb'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09365387493794762171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/SOt8nkPqMxI/AAAAAAAAAAU/IRPCjHfYuAA/S220/laura.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TG6IUC3u1wI/AAAAAAAABBc/YzaRDU8R4ZM/s72-c/karak1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-700846502161737572.post-3457603153337620397</id><published>2010-08-19T19:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T20:18:58.863+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie'/><title type='text'>Marche, The Curve</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yes, another post in the same day. I don't think that's ever happened! Haha okay, maybe once...^^ So yea, last weekend we headed down to 1 Utama and then Curve for dinner. We watched the movie Expendables. Nice? Hehe honestly, it's not bad. But I've read all over that it wasn't that great. At least it was okay for me. Haha In the beginning, I actually felt sleepy but further in the movie, it was alright. I just learnt today from out Contact lens lecturer that Sylvester Stallone has a bilateral facial paralysis. So he has learnt to speak and look handsome at the same time. Haha those are my lecturers words! So yes, on to dinner. It was at Marche (pronounced as Mar-shay) Yes, I looked it up -.-  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TG0Z5U0sxpI/AAAAAAAABA0/zodvIg6cvlQ/s1600/marche1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TG0Z5U0sxpI/AAAAAAAABA0/zodvIg6cvlQ/s400/marche1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507086391976969874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So the concept is like a restaurant and market in the same place. But honestly, it's not a real market. Only thing you can buy there is the food. Haha this place in Malaysia is Halal but the one is Singapore isn't. So boohoo....We didn't have any pork sausages that I heard were available in the Singapore branch. Or wherever else...=/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TG0Z5P9uzcI/AAAAAAAABAs/4A0_dXUerKU/s1600/marche2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TG0Z5P9uzcI/AAAAAAAABAs/4A0_dXUerKU/s400/marche2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507086390672674242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TG0Z40WK8cI/AAAAAAAABAk/V-9OlN0cUPU/s1600/marche3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 285px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TG0Z40WK8cI/AAAAAAAABAk/V-9OlN0cUPU/s400/marche3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507086383258988994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;As would be mentioned anywhere else, this is the guest card that you'll be given upon entrance. Every patron has one. So yea, most important point about this card? It's gonna put a hole in your pocket (means po-kai la) if you lose it cause it says you need to pay RM200 for a lost card. But they of course try to make you feel better by stating that this money would be donated to a charity of your choice. Haha means the charity very kasihan le...Who in their right mind would purposely lose the card? Or maybe, they'll be some good Samaritans and offer to donate no matter what...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TG0Z4hgn7KI/AAAAAAAABAc/bzRQjxo9tZo/s1600/marche4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TG0Z4hgn7KI/AAAAAAAABAc/bzRQjxo9tZo/s400/marche4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507086378202557602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The cow is cute, huh? Hehe I tried the sausages (ie. Mutton and chicken, cheese, mushroom sausage). It was not bad...And I also had the mushroom soup. Lots of blended mushrooms in it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TG0Z4ULPxkI/AAAAAAAABAU/Z9FCdZmfWko/s1600/marche5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TG0Z4ULPxkI/AAAAAAAABAU/Z9FCdZmfWko/s400/marche5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507086374623233602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Other stuff we tried included the chicken chop, salmon, their 'home-made' mash potato, blueberry cheesecake, bread and butter pudding as well as their chocolate mousse which according to Ru Shan and Chak is like cheating people. Cause it just taste like ice cream. Haha my last experience making mousse was that it was all smooth and fluffy....So I don't know...Hehe &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And if you're wondering, no, we didn't take any pictures with that famous cow inside or outside the restaurant XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/700846502161737572-3457603153337620397?l=naturalme-lta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturalme-lta.blogspot.com/feeds/3457603153337620397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=700846502161737572&amp;postID=3457603153337620397&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/700846502161737572/posts/default/3457603153337620397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/700846502161737572/posts/default/3457603153337620397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturalme-lta.blogspot.com/2010/08/marche-curve.html' title='Marche, The Curve'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09365387493794762171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/SOt8nkPqMxI/AAAAAAAAAAU/IRPCjHfYuAA/S220/laura.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TG0Z5U0sxpI/AAAAAAAABA0/zodvIg6cvlQ/s72-c/marche1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-700846502161737572.post-7034224509726893064</id><published>2010-08-19T12:11:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T19:43:15.753+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nio'/><title type='text'>Nio Orientation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hey, so yea, I said there'd be some pictures from Nio Orientation August 2010. So here they are. The new batch actually had a 'formal' orientation with the lecturers and management in the morning. It's the same every sem. But this is the first orientation organised by the student council. It started around 2pm. So as usual, theres always that awkward mingling session where people stand around and we all just don't really know what to say...Haha maybe some are checking out the competition? Or checking out for pretty girls or good looking guys? I don't know. It's all up to your preference. Haha &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TGyzASWaCoI/AAAAAAAABAM/-liAejTySqc/s1600/4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TGyzASWaCoI/AAAAAAAABAM/-liAejTySqc/s400/4.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506973261874465410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Then we had a speech by the president of the council. Also introduction of the council members. You one thing I realised?? The council didn't take any pictures together during the orientation so yea, as of now, we still don't have a group picture. Haha one day...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TGyy_S790YI/AAAAAAAABAE/gVki9Iq3Zzo/s1600/DSC_0021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TGyy_S790YI/AAAAAAAABAE/gVki9Iq3Zzo/s400/DSC_0021.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506973244852130178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;There was a bunch of games and activities such as musical chair, war cry stuff, some running, and some more...Last game of the day? Whoosh...Haha during the games there were lots of marker stained fingers, shoes flying around as well as sweet popping.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TGyymee3ADI/AAAAAAAAA_8/0vzzOAToL8c/s1600/DSC_0085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TGyymee3ADI/AAAAAAAAA_8/0vzzOAToL8c/s400/DSC_0085.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506972818454544434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Another game. I like this pictures cause it's like a staircase and also cause they're all back to back writing. This session was a 'first impression' game. Where you stick a piece of paper on your back then go around the room getting people to write their first impression about you. Of course there was lots of funny stuff written as well...=P&lt;/div&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/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TGyylqqssGI/AAAAAAAAA_0/YQqrC3TlxuA/s1600/DSC_0114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TGyylqqssGI/AAAAAAAAA_0/YQqrC3TlxuA/s400/DSC_0114.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506972804545556578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Day two of orientation was the outdoor games. It was held at Astaka Field. Was a hot hot day filled with station games. But luckilly le...Rosesela and I who were involved in one of the station games were situated at the far end of the field (the shady area scattered with trees you see behind the 3 of us in this picture). Hehe so yea, it was so cool and windy there...XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TGyyCaxHR7I/AAAAAAAAA_s/Bu3ApZ4vb5Y/s1600/DSC_0180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TGyyCaxHR7I/AAAAAAAAA_s/Bu3ApZ4vb5Y/s400/DSC_0180.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506972198982076338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;As an activity to get everyone reacquainted from Day 1, we all had to mingle with people we were grouped with. How were we grouped? It's like a game where you need to find these team mates. We were supposed to arrange ourselves with those from the same state. This pic is of those from East Malaysia. Since there were so few of us....Hehe so let the games begin...There were quite a number of stations but these are only a few pictures...=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TGyyB51kBtI/AAAAAAAAA_k/Y_FiE9B1hEs/s1600/DSC_0188.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TGyyB51kBtI/AAAAAAAAA_k/Y_FiE9B1hEs/s400/DSC_0188.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506972190142367442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TGyxj0aIXYI/AAAAAAAAA_c/IzpLJkc19HM/s1600/DSC_0203.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TGyxj0aIXYI/AAAAAAAAA_c/IzpLJkc19HM/s400/DSC_0203.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506971673289055618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TGyxjdKtTgI/AAAAAAAAA_U/cH9MhP3FylY/s1600/DSC_0219.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TGyxjdKtTgI/AAAAAAAAA_U/cH9MhP3FylY/s400/DSC_0219.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506971667050352130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TGyxIQq6jpI/AAAAAAAAA_M/Oozbju8QJRU/s1600/DSC_0275.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TGyxIQq6jpI/AAAAAAAAA_M/Oozbju8QJRU/s400/DSC_0275.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506971199839309458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So to end, I thought this picture was really nice. It's of our seniors aka Batch 1.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TGywcjCtfYI/AAAAAAAAA-8/JrYMasSlWI4/s1600/DSC_0326.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TGywcjCtfYI/AAAAAAAAA-8/JrYMasSlWI4/s400/DSC_0326.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506970448856710530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Made you smile yet?? Hehe smile laaa....=P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/700846502161737572-7034224509726893064?l=naturalme-lta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturalme-lta.blogspot.com/feeds/7034224509726893064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=700846502161737572&amp;postID=7034224509726893064&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/700846502161737572/posts/default/7034224509726893064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/700846502161737572/posts/default/7034224509726893064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturalme-lta.blogspot.com/2010/08/nio-orientation.html' title='Nio Orientation'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09365387493794762171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/SOt8nkPqMxI/AAAAAAAAAAU/IRPCjHfYuAA/S220/laura.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TGyzASWaCoI/AAAAAAAABAM/-liAejTySqc/s72-c/4.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-700846502161737572.post-243238774149400588</id><published>2010-08-10T22:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T23:19:21.724+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Opinion'/><title type='text'>Girls wished guys knew</title><content type='html'>You know how you've come across those note thingies about 'insert number' things a girl wishes her guy knew? Haha I recently read another one. The number? 43...This sorta thing kinda reminds me of horoscopes. Everyone loves to read a good horoscope. It's kinda like getting your palm read but not...If you get what I mean. So when you read something, you think...Hey, that's so true. It's totally me. But thinking back, it can never be 100%. Why? Cause everyone is different. No matter if you were born on the same day, same time, same hospital and whatever else, you'll always be that special person. Therefore, it's the same with this girls wishes her guy knew thing. I think in general, a person regardless of who in a relationship wants to feel secure, safe. Honestly, I believe it's more about how you can depend on a person to be there when you need them to. Like a good friend.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of course, humans being humans would never be that perfect someone that we all dream about. We all make mistakes, we grow distant but like any person would tell you...It takes hard work to make something work. Everytime I attend a wedding ceremony, not like in 27 dresses though (Haha XD) but you know, just attend...The priest always tells the same story. And you know what? I'm not bored of it! Because there's so much meaning in it. Everyone wants to feel appreciated. The story goes like this...His parents' (the priest) had quite a number of kids (I don't remember that) but over the years, they still appreciated one another. Every Saturday, his mom would be cooking Saturday lunch and his dad would come home from work, give her a hug and give her flowers. Yea, I know...Cheh...so boring right? But I don't think so. If a person really means it, it'll always mean something to the receiver. Another advise is on give and take or as I read somewhere, give and receive. Yea, you know your wife's been cooking and slaving at work and stuff, so why not give her a treat. Bring her out for dinner or something like that. Anyway, the whole point even always about spending money. Like I said countless times above, Appreciation. Even a simple please and thank you would be wonderful. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Again, every person has different characteristics. So when reading things like these (ie. .....girls wished guys knew), it mostly depends on the person. Don't take advise from magazines or what people have said literally. Take it and modify it to how you see fit in each situation because every person varies in how their tolerance level is, what they expect and how much they can give. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;IMPORTANT: This doesn't only apply to couples but also families.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 14px; font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:11px;"&gt;#1 When you break her heart, the pain never really goes away.&lt;br /&gt;#2 When she misses you, she’s hurting inside.&lt;br /&gt;#3 When she says it’s over, she still wants you to be hers.&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;(I guess this is a jealousy thing??) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#4 When she walks away from you mad, follow her.&lt;br /&gt;#5 When she stares at your mouth, kiss her.&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;(Like I said, it's not about being close, but being good friends to each other)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#6 When she pushes or hits you, grab her tight &amp;amp; don’t let her go.&lt;br /&gt;#7 When she starts cursing at you, kiss her and tell her you love her.&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;(Same as 5)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#8 When she ignores you, give her your attention.&lt;br /&gt;#9 When she pulls away, pull her back.&lt;br /&gt;#10 When you see her at her worst, tell her she’s beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;#11 When you see her crying, just hold her and don’t say a word.&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;(I guess when you're alr upset, it's not fun to have ppl nag??)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#12 When you see her walking, sneak up and hug her waist from behind.&lt;br /&gt;#13 When she’s scared, protect her.&lt;br /&gt;#14 When she lays her head on your shoulder, tilt her head up and kiss her.&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;(Again, 5)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#15 When she steals your favourite jacket, let her keep it and sleep with it for a night.&lt;br /&gt;#16 When she teases you, tease her back and make her laugh.&lt;br /&gt;#17 When she doesn’t answer for a long time, reassure her that everything is okay.&lt;br /&gt;#18 When she looks at you with doubt, back yourself up with the truth.&lt;br /&gt;#19 When she says that she likes you, she really does more than you could understand.&lt;br /&gt;#20 When she grabs your hands, hold hers and play with her fingers.&lt;br /&gt;#21 When she bumps into you, bump into her back and make her laugh.&lt;br /&gt;#22 When she tells you a secret, keep it safe and untold.&lt;br /&gt;#23 When she looks at you in your eyes, don’t look away until she does.&lt;br /&gt;#24 Stay on the phone with her even if she’s not saying anything.&lt;br /&gt;#25 Don’t let her have the last word.&lt;br /&gt;#26 Don’t call her hot, but gorgeous or beautiful is so much better.&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;(I think every girl is vain so yea...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#27 Say you love her more than she could ever love you.&lt;br /&gt;#28 Argue that she is the best girl ever.&lt;br /&gt;#29 When she’s mad, hug her tight and don’t let go.&lt;br /&gt;#30 When she says she’s OK, don’t believe it, talk to her about it, because 10 yrs later she’ll still remember it.&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;(This one I agree to...Haha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#31 Call her at 12:00am on special occasions to tell her you love her.&lt;br /&gt;#32 Call her before you sleep and after you wake up.&lt;br /&gt;#33 Treat her like she’s all that matters to you.&lt;br /&gt;#34 Don’t ignore her when she’s out with you and your friends.&lt;br /&gt;#35 Stay up all night with her when she’s sick.&lt;br /&gt;#36 Watch her favorite movie with her or her favorite show even if you think its stupid.&lt;br /&gt;#37 Let her into your world.&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;(The proverb: Sharing is caring. No matter what)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#38 Let her wear your clothes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 14px; font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:11px;"&gt;#39 When she’s bored and sad, hang out with her&lt;br /&gt;#40 Let her know she’s important.&lt;br /&gt;#41 Kiss her in the pouring rain.&lt;br /&gt;#42 When she runs up at you crying, the first thing you say is; “Who’s ass am I kicking today baby?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 14px; font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 14px; font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:11px;"&gt;#43 After she reads this, she hopes one day you’d read it too.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Writing this, I don't mean to act like a 'know-it-all'. It's just my two cents...Tell me yours... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/700846502161737572-243238774149400588?l=naturalme-lta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturalme-lta.blogspot.com/feeds/243238774149400588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=700846502161737572&amp;postID=243238774149400588&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/700846502161737572/posts/default/243238774149400588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/700846502161737572/posts/default/243238774149400588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturalme-lta.blogspot.com/2010/08/girls-wished-guys-knew.html' title='Girls wished guys knew'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09365387493794762171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/SOt8nkPqMxI/AAAAAAAAAAU/IRPCjHfYuAA/S220/laura.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-700846502161737572.post-2816255782561445528</id><published>2010-08-07T20:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-07T20:50:01.579+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kuching'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><title type='text'>Frames</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Howdy! Haha yea yea, I know. Why all of a sudden it's a cowboy greeting...Owh well, I'm in a cheerful mood so yeaaa...Just before I came back to KL, I went to cut my hair as well as to get it dyed. Get rid of the old colour ya know...Hehe so this is how I look. And yes, it's with the chubby face. Haha Claire says I look like I'm 5. Ah well, I didn't know the hairdresser was gonna cut it this short. Front or back but I think it's not bad. Hehe try something new. It's fun! I just found out, the hair on the right side 'khiaws' no matter what. So I'm just gonna let it do its thing XD&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/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TF1Pw6SclBI/AAAAAAAAA-0/nkykVNDch8k/s1600/3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TF1Pw6SclBI/AAAAAAAAA-0/nkykVNDch8k/s400/3.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502642021415556114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So today, a Saturday, being the first weekend in KL with class canceled, we decided to head out to Sunway Pyramid. This restaurant opened before our holidays started but we only tried it today. Never to late to try a new place. Hehe unless of course, that new place closed down before you had the chance to try it. Hehe but yes, never to late...^^ It's called Frames, hence the numerous frames in the shop and also the numerous pictures ahead. The location? Near Wong Kok at the main entrance. This is Ru Shan and Jenny. See Ting and Linda actually came with us but were not hungry so they started shopping first. Hehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TF1PvykEb9I/AAAAAAAAA-s/KSbtSUrJ1AE/s1600/07082010831.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TF1PvykEb9I/AAAAAAAAA-s/KSbtSUrJ1AE/s400/07082010831.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502642002162118610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ru Shan and I. Haha Ru Shan forgot to bring her camera along so we had to settle for my meager 3.2 megapixel phone camera. Better than nothing right? Haha so yes, pictures of the same few people at different angles of the shop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TF1PvY7BixI/AAAAAAAAA-k/uEZXz5emvvQ/s1600/07082010832.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TF1PvY7BixI/AAAAAAAAA-k/uEZXz5emvvQ/s400/07082010832.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502641995279076114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TF1PbX9qV-I/AAAAAAAAA-c/Y3XXwKzOufk/s1600/07082010836.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TF1PbX9qV-I/AAAAAAAAA-c/Y3XXwKzOufk/s400/07082010836.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502641651424319458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Managed to get Danny in for 1 picture. Not easy. Haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TF1PbIxAnHI/AAAAAAAAA-U/ZZck6W7DXjw/s1600/07082010837.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TF1PbIxAnHI/AAAAAAAAA-U/ZZck6W7DXjw/s400/07082010837.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502641647344721010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I actually forgot to take pictures of the food we had and only managed to snap this picture of the dark chocolate mouse we ordered to share. The food? Hmm, it's alright. But food is very subjective. Some may say it's super yummy, and others may say it's just so-so. Therefore, if you wanna know the actual verdict, go try it out. Hehe honestly, I'm still dreaming about the double chocolate praline I had at Tom's in Kuching.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TF1PaojhCmI/AAAAAAAAA-M/i-xUeBRibKc/s1600/07082010841.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TF1PaojhCmI/AAAAAAAAA-M/i-xUeBRibKc/s400/07082010841.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502641638698191458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A nice cosy corner. I wore those flats to Kuching Festival and they got soaked!! =( Definitely not a good thing but they're still good. Kuching Festival is a thing that is organised by the council where food sellers and anything else gather at one place to in a way, promote their items. Of course, the main attraction is the food. Example? Hehe fried ice-cream, o-chien or oyster pancake, taiwan sausages, korean snacks which my mom said they cheat little kids aka my sis and I cause we bought these fish shaped thingies which were supposed to be filled with chicken but came out...to put it crudely, even smaller than your tahi hidung or nose booger. Haha well, I'm only naming a few things but there's quite a selection depending on what you like to eat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TF1PaARCf9I/AAAAAAAAA-E/IdvS625B8l0/s1600/07082010842.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TF1PaARCf9I/AAAAAAAAA-E/IdvS625B8l0/s400/07082010842.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502641627883274194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And this picture is the recipe for Minestrone soup. It's really good. And so healthy. Hehe just cooked it and I will again =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TF1PZxM1rYI/AAAAAAAAA98/uArpvgap9WA/s1600/07082010845.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TF1PZxM1rYI/AAAAAAAAA98/uArpvgap9WA/s400/07082010845.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502641623839124866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So, yeaps. Maybe next post, I'll post up some pictures of the orientation that we had at NIO. Ciao...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/700846502161737572-2816255782561445528?l=naturalme-lta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturalme-lta.blogspot.com/feeds/2816255782561445528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=700846502161737572&amp;postID=2816255782561445528&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/700846502161737572/posts/default/2816255782561445528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/700846502161737572/posts/default/2816255782561445528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturalme-lta.blogspot.com/2010/08/frames.html' title='Frames'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09365387493794762171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/SOt8nkPqMxI/AAAAAAAAAAU/IRPCjHfYuAA/S220/laura.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TF1Pw6SclBI/AAAAAAAAA-0/nkykVNDch8k/s72-c/3.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-700846502161737572.post-4941037404398477186</id><published>2010-08-03T21:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T22:22:30.397+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Piano'/><title type='text'>Holiday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Walao-ehhh...I always seem to be disappearing. But I'll always come back to write, I think. =)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, semester break is up and I'm back in Petaling Jaya. How was my holidays? Haha just two words: Cat &amp;amp; Dog! Well, if you count the '&amp;amp;', it's actually 3 words but what the heck. So yes, my cat is like the queen of the house. She rules!! But we love her to bits ^^ And of course my dog is always cute. She loves to tilt her head to one side when she's trying to mean, "You're just plain weird!" Haha first picture of her is on a table filled with wires. And she's still sleeping so soundly. So nice eyh? Unlike humans who just can't stand a ray of light from the street lamps or even the smallest wisper while asleep. &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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TFge_aDqNCI/AAAAAAAAA90/yFGHBr_Gp24/s1600/19062010007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 360px; height: 270px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TFge_aDqNCI/AAAAAAAAA90/yFGHBr_Gp24/s400/19062010007.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501181019508323362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And this is her being super duper naughty. I think I remember saying to my mom that she's too fat to climb anywhere and next thing I knew, she proved me wrong by jumping on the car. Haha another thing, she has the tendency to wake me up everyday at 645am meow-ing for me to bring her out. So I'd just bring her down to the living room, close the door and go back to sleep. Are you guys gonna say that I'm mean??? Hahaa no judgments yet la...Cause the whole story is that she's just bullying me. She knows I'd bring her out...Hmph! Haha and so I'll bring her out to the gardens as well as my house veranda to gossip with the birds. And the birds are a completely different story though. They're mean cause they swoop as low as they can to my cat taunting her to catch them...=(&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TFge1JPVp_I/AAAAAAAAA9s/IKDeNAzH34k/s1600/21072010814.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 337px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TFge1JPVp_I/AAAAAAAAA9s/IKDeNAzH34k/s400/21072010814.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501180843195213810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is my adorable dog. I remember when we went to get her from SPCA, the lady in charge asked us if we ate dog meat!! Haha so crazy if that? Although I know it does happen in real life. Total cruelty and it's disgusting! I know, I know...Some would say, " But you eat chicken what, so what's the difference?" Well, I guess that's a matter of your own judgement. Everyone is bound to have different opinions. She also almost gave me a heart attack. So yea, I thought I'd bring her to look out the veranda while I collected the clothes, and I thought she was too big to climb onto the roof. Mana tahu....She did just that! I reached her just in the nick of time...Phew...=D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TFge0oCOjjI/AAAAAAAAA9k/wfjp0wybjfM/s1600/21072010816.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TFge0oCOjjI/AAAAAAAAA9k/wfjp0wybjfM/s400/21072010816.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501180834281852466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Besides my cat and dog, I did manage to come to this Nestle sale thingy. It's like a cheap sale but be careful, some stuff we more expensive than normal. But Koko Krunch was just RM3 a box. Nice right? Also got that fitness cereal for only RM6 a box. They're good munchies...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TFge0IwGkCI/AAAAAAAAA9c/AxomAQ9qSmE/s1600/27062010809.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TFge0IwGkCI/AAAAAAAAA9c/AxomAQ9qSmE/s400/27062010809.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501180825884332066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And my dearest sister Beth has registered at IPG Tunku Abdul Razak and this is her room. She's sharing it with a room mate. The condition is pretty alright. My favourite part? The drying area. It's so hot there. Haha clothes sure dry very fast one...two thumbs up!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TFgezj3ycQI/AAAAAAAAA9U/pg5CJ_NPFgA/s1600/28062010811.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TFgezj3ycQI/AAAAAAAAA9U/pg5CJ_NPFgA/s400/28062010811.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501180815984455938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That's Beth and my mum. My dad had to go travelling so it was just us girls and of course Claire who brought her up. Haha best quote of that day? "Boleh kahwinnnn....Kami tidak akan larang. Cuma perlu inform saje" LOL...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TFgezVSbkXI/AAAAAAAAA9M/on3gEwSYiC8/s1600/28062010812.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TFgezVSbkXI/AAAAAAAAA9M/on3gEwSYiC8/s400/28062010812.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501180812069671282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I've also been playing some piano. Haha piece of the moment is Wedding Dress by Tae Yang...And of course Yiruma's pieces as well. Now I miss it again...=/ Been doing some baking and I made Chocolate éclair's....YUM! Haha had a mishap and mom said I was so lousy but actually she caused it. She turned the temperature lower causing my éclair's not to rise until she realised. Hahaha I was speechless! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Been having orientation with the latest batch of juniors these 2 days. It's fun...  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/700846502161737572-4941037404398477186?l=naturalme-lta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturalme-lta.blogspot.com/feeds/4941037404398477186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=700846502161737572&amp;postID=4941037404398477186&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/700846502161737572/posts/default/4941037404398477186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/700846502161737572/posts/default/4941037404398477186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturalme-lta.blogspot.com/2010/08/holiday.html' title='Holiday'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09365387493794762171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/SOt8nkPqMxI/AAAAAAAAAAU/IRPCjHfYuAA/S220/laura.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TFge_aDqNCI/AAAAAAAAA90/yFGHBr_Gp24/s72-c/19062010007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-700846502161737572.post-1491423550194567727</id><published>2010-07-09T15:44:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-09T16:35:36.630+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Redang'/><title type='text'>Redang Island</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Heya! so my first post on Pulau Redang end of sem trip 2010...Haha after so long right? I know I know...but better late than never =P We took a flight up to Kuala Terengganu on the 20th afternoon. This pic is at KLIA. There's 7 of us on this trip. The picture only shows 5 cause one was the photographer and another, we only met up in Kuala Terengganu. So on arrival, we took a cab to the bus terminal to book out tickets back to KL for fear of sold-out tickets. Hehe since we had to meet the travel agent at 6am the next morning, we decided to rent a room at a nearby hotel. Talk about the worst time ever, but I got sick that night. Not sick sick, but a really horrible tummy ache. After dinner, I literally raced back to the room. Darn annoying lo, since I planned for a perfect, no disturbance trip. And I almost wanted to go to the hospital...=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TDbUa80UCxI/AAAAAAAAA9E/9nlxfxnie2w/s1600/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TDbUa80UCxI/AAAAAAAAA9E/9nlxfxnie2w/s400/1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491810355092130578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Anyway, disaster aside, woke up the next day feeling better...Thank God!!! Haha this is us waiting at the travel agency for the shuttle to the jetty. So as you can see, now tambah seorang lagi, so ada 6 orang dalam gambar...Hahaha better be able to count. So complicated hor...XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TDbUZ5wHYMI/AAAAAAAAA88/pOMu6DwT2xo/s1600/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 347px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TDbUZ5wHYMI/AAAAAAAAA88/pOMu6DwT2xo/s400/2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491810337089347778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Finally at Merang Jetty. We were staying at Redang Pelangi Resort. So this is their jetty. I mean they don't own that whole area but they has specific pick up points for each resort along this jetty. I vaguely remember the person who shuttled us tell us about him joining Amazing Race Asia and that he was gonna be on TV3 that Sunday at 1.30pm for some cooking show. Haha he was so proud man....But too bad....I missed the show!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TDbUZuiH7jI/AAAAAAAAA80/P0zs96P82aw/s1600/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TDbUZuiH7jI/AAAAAAAAA80/P0zs96P82aw/s400/3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491810334077873714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was a coincidence that Jenny and I wore the same colour that day. And I so love this picture. Haha and so the boat ride. It was really windy, that's all I can say. Haha they fit so many people in one boat plus food, but call me sakai la okay, the water looked so nice, all blue and stuff. So why is swimming pool water blue? 95 percent of people will say cause the tiles are blue right, right??? Haha yea, it is. But it's also because they added copper sulphate into the water. Why? to prevent algae from forming. Aiyoyo, everyone must be shaking their heads already. Yawning and stuff...Well, bare with me. I'm prone to run off topic sometimes. I'm only human and a nerd! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TDbUZGMeoqI/AAAAAAAAA8s/I7Gvkpg4JWs/s1600/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TDbUZGMeoqI/AAAAAAAAA8s/I7Gvkpg4JWs/s400/4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491810323249668770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So when we got there, there was a briefing on what the itinerary was for our 3 day 2 night stay. Lots of people. More Asian than anything. Say Koreans, there were a few. The rooms weren't ready yet so we waited in the canteen. This place is more budget style than luxury. But it serves the purpose...Hehe yes, I know this picture looks so ganas, but actually it wasn't meant to be. Looks like gangster fight eyh? Haha I'm day dreaming. Pigs will fly when I become a gangster. Haha but equally amusing is the picture below this, cause Ru Shan was in exactly that same gangster pose. I guess we were 'cham-siang-ing' on territory. Haha okay, lame-ness is back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TDbUMKah8aI/AAAAAAAAA8k/jIlW4EVyRXI/s1600/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TDbUMKah8aI/AAAAAAAAA8k/jIlW4EVyRXI/s400/5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491810101044048290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TDbUL_g16iI/AAAAAAAAA8c/t92SzO0ZiCQ/s1600/6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TDbUL_g16iI/AAAAAAAAA8c/t92SzO0ZiCQ/s400/6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491810098117732898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We booked two rooms, so the guys got one room and we got another. We rented the snorkelling kit and on Hazel's advice, brought them back to the room to wash. Who knows what crap has been using it right? And we proceeded to play around with anything and the camera. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TDbULHlctbI/AAAAAAAAA8U/CHgPhpZaRG4/s1600/7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TDbULHlctbI/AAAAAAAAA8U/CHgPhpZaRG4/s400/7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491810083104667058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hazel was like our personal tour guide. She explained the exact same thing as what the guide explained prior to our first snorkelling trip. Haha nice eyh...So again on her advice, we all tied our hair to ease the whole snorkelling experience. Why I tie like how I did? Haha cause my hair is fussy! It's neither too thick nor too thin. So rubber bands are usually at a lost as on how best to hold them up tightly. So buns are the easiest and they last the longest. Haha so panjang lebar but so me! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TDbUK7v8KBI/AAAAAAAAA8M/PDxIGSx_vsM/s1600/8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TDbUK7v8KBI/AAAAAAAAA8M/PDxIGSx_vsM/s400/8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491810079927445522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TDbUKfrZ8uI/AAAAAAAAA8E/bMJQAo-ofuw/s1600/9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TDbUKfrZ8uI/AAAAAAAAA8E/bMJQAo-ofuw/s400/9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491810072392233698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A walk about was somewhere during that alang alang time in between. I haven't even been into the water and already my legs are as tan as don't-know-what...LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TDbT33xvxpI/AAAAAAAAA78/acb7zLS5_lM/s1600/10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TDbT33xvxpI/AAAAAAAAA78/acb7zLS5_lM/s400/10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491809752443766418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Prakash with the us same-colour-shirt girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TDbT3RX_EZI/AAAAAAAAA70/fLslS4ufXyg/s1600/11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TDbT3RX_EZI/AAAAAAAAA70/fLslS4ufXyg/s400/11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491809742135169426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Haha as is typical, we must always exhibit our knowledge of the visual field test known as Confrontation Test. Key instruments? Your hands and numbers! It was not planned but we all wore pretty much matching colours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TDbT3Cr5AcI/AAAAAAAAA7s/cMfEjZE0PpQ/s1600/12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TDbT3Cr5AcI/AAAAAAAAA7s/cMfEjZE0PpQ/s400/12.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491809738192126402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At the end of Day 1, we went for a walk down that stretch of beach with belongs to Redang Island. All the resorts are situated on this side of the island so there's alot of people around. Except of course Berjaya Resort which has its own air base. It's all the way on another side of the island. Talk about seclusion eyh? It was nice. But so no wind! Humid and all....I'm the smallest in the picture below. The horrid thing was that we didn't have phone connection at all. It was on and off. So once we got any form of connection to the outside world, definitely must call right?? Haha have to call parents ma....Can't let them worry...=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TDbT21OGqVI/AAAAAAAAA7k/iW16aqLyMu4/s1600/13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TDbT21OGqVI/AAAAAAAAA7k/iW16aqLyMu4/s400/13.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491809734577531218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So signing off...Will continue soon about Day 2 and 3!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TDbT2NgHd1I/AAAAAAAAA7c/nOEI7kCVzdM/s1600/14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TDbT2NgHd1I/AAAAAAAAA7c/nOEI7kCVzdM/s400/14.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491809723915663186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/700846502161737572-1491423550194567727?l=naturalme-lta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturalme-lta.blogspot.com/feeds/1491423550194567727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=700846502161737572&amp;postID=1491423550194567727&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/700846502161737572/posts/default/1491423550194567727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/700846502161737572/posts/default/1491423550194567727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturalme-lta.blogspot.com/2010/07/redang-island.html' title='Redang Island'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09365387493794762171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/SOt8nkPqMxI/AAAAAAAAAAU/IRPCjHfYuAA/S220/laura.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TDbUa80UCxI/AAAAAAAAA9E/9nlxfxnie2w/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-700846502161737572.post-7924416714189300057</id><published>2010-07-03T13:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-03T14:01:13.128+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><title type='text'>Push</title><content type='html'>oi yoi yoi....guys, please push me to update my blog! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm home with lousy streamyx but good broadband and someone needs to push me to write!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mum says I look like I'm forever energy-less!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Push me to write!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/700846502161737572-7924416714189300057?l=naturalme-lta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturalme-lta.blogspot.com/feeds/7924416714189300057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=700846502161737572&amp;postID=7924416714189300057&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/700846502161737572/posts/default/7924416714189300057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/700846502161737572/posts/default/7924416714189300057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturalme-lta.blogspot.com/2010/07/push.html' title='Push'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09365387493794762171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/SOt8nkPqMxI/AAAAAAAAAAU/IRPCjHfYuAA/S220/laura.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-700846502161737572.post-620142072042612935</id><published>2010-06-19T21:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-19T21:45:53.687+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Redang'/><title type='text'>Missing</title><content type='html'>Heya! Hehe being missing cause I've just been plain lazy =P&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, won't be around the next few days since I'll be off to Redang! Woots...Haha wish me a good trip everyone...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;See ya when I see ya...=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/700846502161737572-620142072042612935?l=naturalme-lta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturalme-lta.blogspot.com/feeds/620142072042612935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=700846502161737572&amp;postID=620142072042612935&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/700846502161737572/posts/default/620142072042612935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/700846502161737572/posts/default/620142072042612935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturalme-lta.blogspot.com/2010/06/missing.html' title='Missing'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09365387493794762171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/SOt8nkPqMxI/AAAAAAAAAAU/IRPCjHfYuAA/S220/laura.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-700846502161737572.post-4781699558504987899</id><published>2010-06-13T19:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T20:30:51.651+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fifa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NBA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nelson Mandela'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Football'/><title type='text'>Fifa World Cup 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Yes, I'm here. AGAIN!! Haha so let's see, what's on most people's minds these days? Shopping? Studying? Eating? Hehe welll, correct me if I'm wrong but shopping will be on most girls minds and also guys like prettyyy often. Can't help but drool over that delicious looking dress right? Window shopping definitely doesn't work. Cause you'll come home, keep thinking about it, talking about it as well as having nightmares about it...Haha yes, Nightmares! Anyway, studying is not on my mind now as it's been there for the past 4 months literally non-stop. Even during Chinese New Year also thinking about having to prepare for my first assessment tests =/ Eating? Haha another thing that will be on most people's minds unless of course, if you're an anorexic. Please please don't be anorexic people. Enjoy life, enjoy food maaa! Haha anyway, none of these things are on the topmost priority for most right now...Ahhh, I'm sure you've all figured it out. Who couldn't? Football lo...XD&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/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TBTNt6LptYI/AAAAAAAAA7M/p7YaKX3gAOc/s1600/fb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 349px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TBTNt6LptYI/AAAAAAAAA7M/p7YaKX3gAOc/s400/fb.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482232835012670850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;World Cup is in progress now. This mornings match between England and USA was a tie. Haha not that I watched. But I'm sure most would have watched it. Including my dad and sis. World Cup is help only once every 4 years. Like the Olympics. So grand eyh? Haha hence all the hoo haa...Honestly, I don't understand the whole game. Not about the 22 men chasing 1 ball but just the game itself. I can watch but I don't think my attention span would permit me to sit still for 90 minutes...Hehe duration of World Cup would be between 11th June till 11th July. The opening concert was held night before the opening ceremony with celeb singers present to build up the spirit of football. Names such as Shakira with hips that don't lie, Black Eyed Peas, K'naan were there. So down to the music. The official Fifa Would Cup theme song was Waka Waka by Shakira. She collaborated with Freshly ground which is an African group.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This song is great cause I think it's catchy and Shakira looks good in this. Haha however, there's apparently a history to Waka Waka. Call me loser if you like, but because of my 'nothing-to-do' state...I ended up googling. The original Waka Waka, Zamina was actually sung by Africans by the name of Cameroon, I think. Later they changed their name to Zangalewa cause the song became so famous. The controversy of this song is that is was originally a military song which depicted some of the blacks who worked with the whites to bring through the apartheid regime. Anyway, controversy aside, the tune still has a nice beat to it which is good enough for me to listen to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The other song I like is by K'naan with the title Waving Flag. It's so nice to listen to cause it also has a good beat which is so important in raising the spirit of football throughout the world. There are some who felt that K'naan's song should have been the official anthem but well, either way let's just take it as it's football. Which song doesn't matter since most important was to bring together the world through sports. Walao....I sound like some textbook right? Haha that would be one point for elaboration in an essay on how we can bring people of different countries and races together. Haha okay, lameness over! The time for matches are pretty fixed which are 730pm, 10pm as well as 230am all in Malaysian time. Hehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I read in the papers that Nelson Mandela couldn't make it to the opening ceremony cause his great grand-daughter was involved in an accident and passed away. So tragic right? Timing so not cun. Apparently, she was killed in a car accident on the way back from the World Cup concert. Sigh...And then, to add on to my loser-ness, I also ended up reading about Nelson Mandela's life as well as apartheid to refresh my memory on Sejarah (History) as well as Robben Island. By the end of reading, my eyes accommodation were like spasmed and any further reading would have lead to Computer Vision Syndrome, dry eyes as well as Carpel Tunnel Syndrome. Haha running of again with my thoughts.... The effects of being a good girl and staying at home every single night! Hahahaha =P&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/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TBTNtgWaTWI/AAAAAAAAA7E/lGlQOuDgOZk/s1600/zenani-mandela.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TBTNtgWaTWI/AAAAAAAAA7E/lGlQOuDgOZk/s400/zenani-mandela.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482232828078476642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another sport in progress right now is...........Basketball! Now this is another sport that I don't understand but again not in a bad way. Just the way I am...Change and learn? Hehe I'd love to...Just don't know when...Hehe XD The teams playing in this NBA finals are Lakers and Boston Celtics. Score as of 4 games? Hehe tie as well, 2-2.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TBTNtJozsRI/AAAAAAAAA68/w2KsZGWHUGA/s1600/nba.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 331px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TBTNtJozsRI/AAAAAAAAA68/w2KsZGWHUGA/s400/nba.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482232821981622546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So gonna end with a picture of myself. Haha this was taken at UiTM, Puncak Alam. What on earth was I doing? Haha call it a midnight workout! So refreshing. You guys should try it too...Haha please just LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TBTNuC38CVI/AAAAAAAAA7U/Lv88cYm-Wn4/s400/12052010787.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On a side note, a friend experienced a sad event today. I'm just glad that she and her family are save and no one came to any harm...Hugs all around!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/700846502161737572-4781699558504987899?l=naturalme-lta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturalme-lta.blogspot.com/feeds/4781699558504987899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=700846502161737572&amp;postID=4781699558504987899&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/700846502161737572/posts/default/4781699558504987899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/700846502161737572/posts/default/4781699558504987899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturalme-lta.blogspot.com/2010/06/fifa-world-cup-2010.html' title='Fifa World Cup 2010'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09365387493794762171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/SOt8nkPqMxI/AAAAAAAAAAU/IRPCjHfYuAA/S220/laura.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TBTNt6LptYI/AAAAAAAAA7M/p7YaKX3gAOc/s72-c/fb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-700846502161737572.post-4560195833063460589</id><published>2010-06-12T21:54:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-12T23:08:22.432+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Che Go'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Exam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dessert'/><title type='text'>Korean Barbeque and Bak Kut Teh</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Today, the topic's gonna be all on food..Woohoo, who doesn't love this topic right? Haha I know I do and that's how I maintain my super healthy size...Haha lame joke k? It just means I eat alot so I'm beautiful the way I am. Though a little toning would be good. Haha okay okay, let's get down to business...I've just finished my finals so a few friends and I decided to go out for dinner. Went to try out Sunway's Che Go Korean Bbq. Where is it situated? Right next to Jusco nearby J. Co Doughnuts. Hehe We took the bbq set. It was on promo, good right? But only beef so we ordered an extra plate of marinated chicken. The person helping us to cook the beef. It was good. Especially with the sauce. Don't know what they mix in the sauce but I know there's the customary bean paste in it. Hehe according to Ru Shan's caption in Facebook, this is tagged as waiting for the beef...Definitely worth waiting for cause it's not tough like those that get stuck in between your teeth. Major discomfort and eww-ing right? But this one wasn't like that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TBOSMM-YEiI/AAAAAAAAA60/hdMmVc_EUlM/s1600/korean1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TBOSMM-YEiI/AAAAAAAAA60/hdMmVc_EUlM/s400/korean1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481885909778960930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is me with all the side dishes or better known as banchan in Korean. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TBOSLeFBCmI/AAAAAAAAA6k/1yh_igUqkIQ/s1600/korean3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TBOSLeFBCmI/AAAAAAAAA6k/1yh_igUqkIQ/s400/korean3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481885897190345314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And p/s, I'm not fighting for food here. Haha I may love my food but I'm not so ganas to fight. Although I was pretty hungry that time. Haha nola, if you look properly, I was aiming for the kimchi while the other hand belonging to Chak was helping himself to the big tauge...You know what's good with big tauge? Either soup or you cincang aka mince the tauge and cook with mince pork plus taucu or also known as fermented bean paste...Haha mummy!!! I want!! Haha I've definitely run out of topic now so back to the matter at hand. Sound so formal...wth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TBOSK6rprCI/AAAAAAAAA6c/APxE44GwdII/s1600/korean4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TBOSK6rprCI/AAAAAAAAA6c/APxE44GwdII/s400/korean4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481885887688715298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And so, this is a close up of the meat at the flaming hot grill. Haha the guys Danny and Chak sat next to the grill and it whole thing extended down under the table so there was some mention of legs being too long. Owh well, a girl can have only so much of heat to her face right? Haha cannot have large pores ma.....=P &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TBOSDG8QdII/AAAAAAAAA6U/BVguQJCxPgM/s1600/korean5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TBOSDG8QdII/AAAAAAAAA6U/BVguQJCxPgM/s400/korean5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481885753540637826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Besides, the beef, chicken and banchan, there was also a seafood pancake as well as the famous Korean Ginseng Chicken soup. Oooo, I love ginseng soup and the ginseng flavour was thick in this soup. Total loves!! Haha yes, I also like any kinda herbal soup but herbal drinks are not really my style. Got tricked into drinking this herbal drink cause I had a really bad sore throat once by Ru Shan, ended up almost puking in the mall. Haha anyway, according to Danny, the pancake looked so appetizing in the menu but turned out not as expected. But the overall taste was not bad with the special sauce. Afterall, that's why restaurant's always have the asterisk at the bottom saying 'pictures are only for illustration purposes'...Haha one thing about this place is that it has alot of mirrors. Hence the photo taken below. Ada orang tengok macam muka masam (sour faced looking Chak) but he said he was actually talking...Haha XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TBOSC9B_HRI/AAAAAAAAA6M/nVnMDItYFLU/s1600/korean6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TBOSC9B_HRI/AAAAAAAAA6M/nVnMDItYFLU/s400/korean6.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481885750880312594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Another food place is Bak Kut Teh at Bukit Tinggi, Klang. This was actually really long ago after World Optometry Day. We didn't have to take the bus or KTM but had 2 lovely and kind friends driving and braving the traffic...Haha Wen Tye and Chris. This is Ju Lyn's usual bkt shop cause she lives nearby. Hehe from left is Ding Shyang, Peter and Chak. Peter's from Sarawak too. Haha more and more juniors from Sarawak. Hehe good good...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TBOSCXOVkrI/AAAAAAAAA6E/ZK_X6r-5Cvc/s1600/bkt1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TBOSCXOVkrI/AAAAAAAAA6E/ZK_X6r-5Cvc/s400/bkt1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481885740731568818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And us girls. From left Ru Shan, Diana, and at right is Ju Lyn. Haha everyone still looked fresh before eating. Haha after eating was another story =(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TBOSB9VVsVI/AAAAAAAAA58/PDHgcIXNRoA/s1600/bkt2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TBOSB9VVsVI/AAAAAAAAA58/PDHgcIXNRoA/s400/bkt2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481885733781614930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here's Wen Tye and Chris.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TBOSBmI00fI/AAAAAAAAA50/k4DJu9v0s_c/s1600/bkt3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TBOSBmI00fI/AAAAAAAAA50/k4DJu9v0s_c/s400/bkt3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481885727555113458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So, anybody wanna try and guess why on earth a toothpick is stuck into the spout of the teapot? Haha it's a spout right?? Cause I can't remember and I just sang and did the actions to the kindy song 'I'm a little teapot' to get this teapot's anatomy right. Haha super lame!!! but hey, at least what I learned in kindy is put to good use...=) So yea, back to the toothpick. You know how when we pour tea, half of it usually ends up on the table? Well, when you stick this toothpick in and poke poke abit, somehow the tea doesn't spill when you pour. I don't know if it works on every teapot but no harm trying?? Hehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TBORye7WWmI/AAAAAAAAA5s/jqDGC8uVTEs/s1600/bkt4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TBORye7WWmI/AAAAAAAAA5s/jqDGC8uVTEs/s400/bkt4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481885467921504866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;When we went, the was only one plate of Yew Cha Kueh left so the 9 of us had to share that meager plate. Very saddening but what to do...And here's Ru Shan munching on the yew cha kueh. Actually I don't know how to spell it, but some know it as you tiao. Ahh, either way, we all know what it means...Haha that thingy that you dip in the soup or eat with porridge. You know, my mom likes dipping these things in Sarawak Laksa broth?? Haha I have yet to try that but I guess I should. Anything she eats, should be good....Haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TBORxwwRX3I/AAAAAAAAA5k/y6Wpoxju-zo/s1600/bkt5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TBORxwwRX3I/AAAAAAAAA5k/y6Wpoxju-zo/s400/bkt5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481885455527010162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So here's the food...We had dry and the normal bak kut teh. This dry one is different from the one we had in the other places. Why? Cause they put in 'ju hu' aka dried cuttlefish. And yes, it tasted good!! Haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TBORxpOpHYI/AAAAAAAAA5c/4bNCx9KGK8Y/s1600/bkt6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TBORxpOpHYI/AAAAAAAAA5c/4bNCx9KGK8Y/s400/bkt6.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481885453506911618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This is the normal bak kut teh...It had eggs in them...Interesting right? The picture's kinda blur but this is all I have. So that sums up the bkt trip to Klang.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TBORxarWQeI/AAAAAAAAA5U/dF0II5Apr_A/s1600/bkt7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TBORxarWQeI/AAAAAAAAA5U/dF0II5Apr_A/s400/bkt7.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481885449600778722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;You know what's my favourite dessert of all time?? Well, at least for now la...^^ Haha it's this taro ball heaven with grass jelly ice. So yum, you know?? The first time I tried this was at SS15 near Asia Cafe with a few juniors. And I finally figured out that the shop I always walk past in Pavillion is also the same shop,  Snowflake. So of course, when I was there, definitely must have a bowl of this. Hehe the ball ball things you see on top are made of sweet potato and yam. They have a new flavour...red bean and matcha balls (green tea). I haven't tried this but it would be on my list. Hehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TBORxLZEbzI/AAAAAAAAA5M/rAbLPwIoTS4/s1600/dessert.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TBORxLZEbzI/AAAAAAAAA5M/rAbLPwIoTS4/s400/dessert.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481885445497581362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Phew...Now that's alot of food. Feel hungry anyone?? Hehe anyway, as mentioned above, I've just finished my finals. Last paper was on Thursday. It wasn't a written paper but actually practical and a viva voce. Wahh, so darn 'gan cheong' you know that day. Had cold hands and feet as well as tachycardia (fast heart rate) since the night before until I didn't have the energy and mood for lunch on the day of the exam. Hmm...so now I'm very busy doing nothing... Actually there's chores for me to do...But I'm crazy lazy. Some more need to pack for home d...And my luggage is spoiled!!=(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Toodles...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/700846502161737572-4560195833063460589?l=naturalme-lta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturalme-lta.blogspot.com/feeds/4560195833063460589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=700846502161737572&amp;postID=4560195833063460589&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/700846502161737572/posts/default/4560195833063460589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/700846502161737572/posts/default/4560195833063460589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturalme-lta.blogspot.com/2010/06/korean-barbeque-and-bak-kut-teh.html' title='Korean Barbeque and Bak Kut Teh'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09365387493794762171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/SOt8nkPqMxI/AAAAAAAAAAU/IRPCjHfYuAA/S220/laura.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TBOSMM-YEiI/AAAAAAAAA60/hdMmVc_EUlM/s72-c/korean1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-700846502161737572.post-8813020446811441856</id><published>2010-06-08T01:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T01:47:36.481+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hi...tell me something okay?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What do I really want?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What do I really want to do?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What do I really want to say?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What do I really want to think?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You know what, I really dislike one word answers...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I mean, think about it. When do you give one word answers...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Either when you're upset with a person or that you couldn't care less...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Don't go saying I'm contradicting myself, cause I know I'm guilty of this sometimes...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Totally understandable that everyone has their down, emo, couldn't-care-less days...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just....let's try to cut down on it eyh? Sigh....totally going cuckoo talking in circles...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm definitely an idealistic person&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Always imagining some sort of perfection that I need to have&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Although I know the reality,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It will never be perfection.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Like everyone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In my own little cloud..............................................&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/700846502161737572-8813020446811441856?l=naturalme-lta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturalme-lta.blogspot.com/feeds/8813020446811441856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=700846502161737572&amp;postID=8813020446811441856&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/700846502161737572/posts/default/8813020446811441856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/700846502161737572/posts/default/8813020446811441856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturalme-lta.blogspot.com/2010/06/hi.html' title=''/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09365387493794762171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/SOt8nkPqMxI/AAAAAAAAAAU/IRPCjHfYuAA/S220/laura.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-700846502161737572.post-2292253947881530579</id><published>2010-05-31T17:02:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T22:39:04.889+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ice-cream'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baskin Robbins'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie'/><title type='text'>Movies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yes, yes yes...it's all about movies this time... The movies in this post will be dated back since beginning of May until recently. I was definitely supposed to crap about them ages ago but one thing lead to another and today is already the 31st...Being the 31st, it was another treat when we went to Baskin Robbins for ice-cream. See my face? I was sssoooooooo overjoyed to have ice-cream (hahaha, nola...XD). Was laughing about something so yea...And my eyes are not closed okay? I've been blessed with very beautiful Foochow eyes, ada sedikit sepet la...hehe or alot. Depends on how you look at it. Haha I don't have those doll eyes, so what right??? Haha lain di mulut, lain di hati...Ish, I'm getting lamer. Anyway, 2 pints of BR for 3 people. That equals about 700ml of ice-cream. Woahhhh...bad news for my hips....=P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TAO_TZFvcMI/AAAAAAAAA5E/RK4PFCZscUk/s1600/br.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TAO_TZFvcMI/AAAAAAAAA5E/RK4PFCZscUk/s400/br.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477431911686041794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Okay, so after much introduction which has gone so far out of topic...Haha if any teacher were to see this and the title, they'd immediately mark me with a telur (egg) meaning 0 marks!!! Yes yes yes, the first movie was Date Night. It was funny, honestly. Not that laugh till your tummy is about to drop out funny, but it had it's funny moments...And it's meaningful. Makes you think whether you really wanna commit. The gist of the movie is this couple who gets ideas into their head to 'let the bird out of the cage' go on a dinner date in the city, get mistaken for other people and have a crazy night being chased all over...Haha owh yes, it also teaches that although you're married, you still need to dress up and show him what you've got...Make no sense? Watch the movie...=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TAO_L0o1E5I/AAAAAAAAA48/zoz7N86enlw/s1600/movie+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 270px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TAO_L0o1E5I/AAAAAAAAA48/zoz7N86enlw/s400/movie+1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477431781642015634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TAO_LhPqQHI/AAAAAAAAA40/trdMQLbjjTk/s1600/movie+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 203px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TAO_LhPqQHI/AAAAAAAAA40/trdMQLbjjTk/s400/movie+2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477431776436174962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And next was Iron Man 2. We watched 2 movies in 1 day and the queue was crazy cause Iron Man was just released. Thank God for online booking. And of course Ru Shan and Chak for booking...=)Anyway, I love the movie and I love that Audi R8 in the movie....Make it baby blue and it'll be just right...Haha some prefer red, white, black but to each his own, eyh? Loved the movie cause it shows how smart people actually are when needed to and all that...Apparently there was a short scene at the end about the American League...But I missed that part. Owh well...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TAO_Lc0wOvI/AAAAAAAAA4s/prBAwkK310s/s1600/movie3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TAO_Lc0wOvI/AAAAAAAAA4s/prBAwkK310s/s400/movie3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477431775249578738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TAO_KzZtLSI/AAAAAAAAA4k/AT1yO0OpPSk/s1600/movie4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 259px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TAO_KzZtLSI/AAAAAAAAA4k/AT1yO0OpPSk/s400/movie4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477431764130278690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Then it was Ice Kacang Puppy Love. Wanted to watch this with tiger but it's alright. Honestly, it's a sweet movie but I prefer Being Human. Either way, it was a very relaxing movie...I like Fighting Fish in the movie but tiger prefer's Barley Peng...The girl holding the packet drink in the 2nd picture. Cause she looks so sweet. Haha and barely says anything....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TAO_Kl-OMJI/AAAAAAAAA4c/6u1-QbopuL0/s1600/movie5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 271px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TAO_Kl-OMJI/AAAAAAAAA4c/6u1-QbopuL0/s400/movie5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477431760525340818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TAO-683H6tI/AAAAAAAAA4U/ikg4r6v891U/s1600/movie6.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 325px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TAO-683H6tI/AAAAAAAAA4U/ikg4r6v891U/s400/movie6.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477431491791678162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Then it was Toy Story in 3D. Only part 1 and 2. The 3rd one wasn't out yet at that time. It's exactly the same as the original. Only difference? 3D...To be honest, I fell asleep cause I've watched the movie numerous times on Disney Channel and so so sad you know, I missed my fav part in the 2nd movie. Which is the part where the girl sings. My eyes were like open close open close....=(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TAO-6a7piWI/AAAAAAAAA4E/ZVi1K2w_DaU/s1600/movie8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TAO-6a7piWI/AAAAAAAAA4E/ZVi1K2w_DaU/s400/movie8.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477431482683853154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ip Man 2!!! Woah, this is a two thumbs up movie....Really liked it. Donnie Yen is great and the movie itself is great. They fought not for self pride but the pride of Chinese martial arts...Hehe like so 'wei da' right? But when you watch it, you go O.o...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TAO-5--yC-I/AAAAAAAAA38/TiiS0Bnufh8/s1600/movie9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 313px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TAO-5--yC-I/AAAAAAAAA38/TiiS0Bnufh8/s400/movie9.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477431475180800994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TAO-5pT2nYI/AAAAAAAAA30/s_ChyT0m8VA/s1600/movie10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TAO-5pT2nYI/AAAAAAAAA30/s_ChyT0m8VA/s400/movie10.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477431469363600770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And so that wraps up today's commentary....A lot to bla about but it's fun to write on stuff you find interesting right? Hehe home is approaching and I can't wait....=D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/700846502161737572-2292253947881530579?l=naturalme-lta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturalme-lta.blogspot.com/feeds/2292253947881530579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=700846502161737572&amp;postID=2292253947881530579&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/700846502161737572/posts/default/2292253947881530579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/700846502161737572/posts/default/2292253947881530579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturalme-lta.blogspot.com/2010/05/movies.html' title='Movies'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09365387493794762171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/SOt8nkPqMxI/AAAAAAAAAAU/IRPCjHfYuAA/S220/laura.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TAO_TZFvcMI/AAAAAAAAA5E/RK4PFCZscUk/s72-c/br.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-700846502161737572.post-6136251335282882369</id><published>2010-05-29T15:20:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-29T16:28:59.278+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoneh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Optometry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='presentation'/><title type='text'>World Optometry Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And so I've just had my Pathology and Microbiology paper today. Yes, it's a Saturday and I had to sit for an exam. How sad eyh? But what to do...Hehe Anyway, exam aside, I said I'd write some stuff on World Optometry Day which was held at National Institute of Ophthalmology (my sch) the academic arm of the Tun Hussien Onn National Eye Hospital (THONEH). Sigh, the name is so so long but that's how they like it. It's a reminder that NIO belongs to THONEH. Well, that's how I intrepret it...=) So yup, it was held on 16th May 2010, Hazel's birthday aka Teacher's Day! And yups, they got the Menteri Besar to come.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TADHT1xEKYI/AAAAAAAAA3s/tZHLuuzpN6U/s1600/world+opto13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TADHT1xEKYI/AAAAAAAAA3s/tZHLuuzpN6U/s400/world+opto13.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476596290546837890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In conjunction with this occasion, each class had to group into groups and prepare either posters or models for an exhibition. It was of course graded like I mentioned in my previous post and prizes were given. Hehe so here's my group. We did a pin-hole camera model which.....won 2nd place. Hehe everyone was so stressed out for this project but it paid off. So hugs hugs everyone!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TADHTR-F6kI/AAAAAAAAA3k/VzTvf5mdhD0/s1600/world+opto2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 304px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TADHTR-F6kI/AAAAAAAAA3k/VzTvf5mdhD0/s400/world+opto2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476596280937802306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;At the registration counter. Yes, there was a registration counter. We had free eye screening but only the normal Visual Acuity tests. The registration started at 945 am and  by 1130 we only had 14 people on our list. Of course, the number increased as the day went on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TADHTCyaxWI/AAAAAAAAA3c/I92343mbVBI/s1600/world+opto3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TADHTCyaxWI/AAAAAAAAA3c/I92343mbVBI/s400/world+opto3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476596276862305634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Also part of the Registration and Visual Acuity team. Hannah in the middle and Linda at right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TADHS74zWSI/AAAAAAAAA3U/m07e86p2-DQ/s1600/world+opto.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TADHS74zWSI/AAAAAAAAA3U/m07e86p2-DQ/s400/world+opto.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476596275010033954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hehe group picture time... Everyone was dressed really well that day...=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TADHIf9lcCI/AAAAAAAAA3E/Yx5xitsus9c/s1600/world+opto4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TADHIf9lcCI/AAAAAAAAA3E/Yx5xitsus9c/s400/world+opto4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476596095715209250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And the presenters for our camera were Danny and Ju Lyn. See the Colosseum, so besar right? Danny bertungkus lumus for it and it turned out great. Hehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TADHHsJdZUI/AAAAAAAAA28/Kfw6AK2P-zY/s1600/world+opto5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TADHHsJdZUI/AAAAAAAAA28/Kfw6AK2P-zY/s400/world+opto5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476596081806370114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This is the team that won first prize for the poster category. Their topic was on Lazy eye aka Amblyopia. It was colourful and interesting...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TADHHeoQlAI/AAAAAAAAA20/48oKQeLV4-E/s1600/world+opto7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TADHHeoQlAI/AAAAAAAAA20/48oKQeLV4-E/s400/world+opto7.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476596078177457154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;See, their group leader, Diana flashing the money??? Haha nonetheless, it's a very sweet picture...Haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TADHHMpCTRI/AAAAAAAAA2s/nw9Bwf3QBsM/s1600/world+opto8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TADHHMpCTRI/AAAAAAAAA2s/nw9Bwf3QBsM/s400/world+opto8.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476596073348877586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;These are some of the other models present....Not all though...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TADG4dSVxXI/AAAAAAAAA2k/UO-2GPLC2_8/s1600/world+opto10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TADG4dSVxXI/AAAAAAAAA2k/UO-2GPLC2_8/s400/world+opto10.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476595820119049586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TADG4IpKSpI/AAAAAAAAA2c/lFaX4RL6Y8Y/s1600/world+opto11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TADG4IpKSpI/AAAAAAAAA2c/lFaX4RL6Y8Y/s400/world+opto11.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476595814577621650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TADG3qQRZaI/AAAAAAAAA2U/99eVkGr6iMc/s1600/world+opto12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TADG3qQRZaI/AAAAAAAAA2U/99eVkGr6iMc/s400/world+opto12.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476595806420166050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And here we had that singer....actually I don't remember his name...Is it something OAG? I know his name has an R in it. Hehe owh well, I only know one of his songs which is Merpati Putih which I only heard about when tiger's cd was playing it. He autographed on the book where we stuck down the pictures of our pin hole camera result. It was especially to our senior, Rachel. Hehe ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TADG3VqirwI/AAAAAAAAA2M/wFTIj7iW6qY/s1600/world+opto9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 314px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TADG3VqirwI/AAAAAAAAA2M/wFTIj7iW6qY/s400/world+opto9.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476595800893206274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So yea, I definitely always have some sort of food in my posts so here's that days lunch. It was packed from a Thai Restaurant. Well, that's what it says if we go by the napkins that were provided with the food. It was pretty good....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TADG3DUD4HI/AAAAAAAAA2E/4JuZr4LFAzo/s1600/world+opto6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TADG3DUD4HI/AAAAAAAAA2E/4JuZr4LFAzo/s400/world+opto6.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476595795967074418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So yups, that's World Optometry Day. And the highlight of the day is this picture of my Head of Department (HOD), Dr. Ananth....Haha so cun he looked at the camera. Handsome, right??? XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TADGihJ2phI/AAAAAAAAA18/DtYGgXa04vo/s1600/world+opto14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TADGihJ2phI/AAAAAAAAA18/DtYGgXa04vo/s400/world+opto14.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476595443200075282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And exams are usually times of bread, tuna and Maggi mee but we had a treat the other day. Ru Shan and I went over to Mid Valley on Thursday evening and ended up having dinner at Delicious. Yumss! I had clam chowder which I thought was thick and creamy but ended up having a tomato base with parmesan crisps and Ru Shan had Duck Confit Pasta which according to her was super yummy too...Hehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TADGiRSphWI/AAAAAAAAA10/8PS8q7gLHsw/s1600/29730_1475906941325_1343265743_31266452_5685659_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TADGiRSphWI/AAAAAAAAA10/8PS8q7gLHsw/s400/29730_1475906941325_1343265743_31266452_5685659_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476595438941996386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TADGiFUxOII/AAAAAAAAA1s/dmgkHx_i3nA/s1600/delicious.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TADGiFUxOII/AAAAAAAAA1s/dmgkHx_i3nA/s400/delicious.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476595435729664130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And we shared this peach thing. It's good too...But I don't remember the name. It's like, you go see the cakes, point to whichever looks good, look at the label but only get halfway through reading it and say, 'okay, let's have this one'...That sorta thing...=P There were lots of almonds in it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TADGhoxzCVI/AAAAAAAAA1k/C4-E3NAYsYE/s1600/delicious1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TADGhoxzCVI/AAAAAAAAA1k/C4-E3NAYsYE/s400/delicious1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476595428066789714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And then just for the fun of it, we bought cupcakes for the next days lunch since Friday was Wesak Day and Ru Shan couldn't take meat. The red and yellow one is called Red Velvet with Cream Cheese, the green is After Eight....(oh god, my memory is really quite bad!=/) and the white is Devil Dare with 7 minute topping. I only remember the Devil Dare cause Ru Shan and I repeated it constantly and tried to think of what name to give if it were an Angel inspired cake. Haha lame la, I know....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TADGhV18vZI/AAAAAAAAA1c/xrvlQCn5cBg/s1600/delicious2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/TADGhV18vZI/AAAAAAAAA1c/xrvlQCn5cBg/s400/delicious2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476595422983929234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yay, another post from my list 'kao tim' (done) already. Haha like as if on a race like that. But I just didn't wanna let it drag since I knew I'd never get around to blogging about it if I just left it there. This is obviously based on past experience so yea, trying to turn over a new leaf....Hehe good right?? 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I'm back again. Guess what??? I'm having my finals...and I'm here blogging. Haha nah, next paper is on Saturday. Just finished Psychology paper which was...hmmm =) 2 essay questions and 40 marks! Scary much? Hehe yes! So, my fingers were itchy hence I'm gonna blog about Hazel's birthday before it's too late...hehe I think it already is very belated but owh well....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So it was to be a collaboration between all of us and Darren, Hazel's boyfriend. Wah...It was Thursday d you know, and I only sent him a message on Facebook. Thank God he replied in time. Haha so the plan was set for that Saturday which is the 15th May, 1 day before the actual birthday. You wanna know why 1 day, so alang alang ar? Haha cause we needed to attend World Optometry Day, then it was study week d, so 'semua' orang tidak ada di PJ. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyway, we actually wanted to trick her into saying there was an emergency on the project we were working on. However, the grading was done on Friday, hence, didn't think she'd fall for that since she already had 'plans' for dinner with Darren. So at the last minute, I asked Ru Shan to say I was crying, don't know for whatever reason. Haha and that's me sitting on the bed behind Ju Lyn waiting for Hazel to come comfort me XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/S_0ghaE4ONI/AAAAAAAAA1U/MXC6LjvfeU0/s1600/hazel8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/S_0ghaE4ONI/AAAAAAAAA1U/MXC6LjvfeU0/s400/hazel8.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475568480259946706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The happy happy couple. Haha Hazel cried when she found out it was a surprise. Everyone was hiding in the kitchen and shouted be magic words as well as threw the balloons that were blown again by Darren...So the surprise was a success! Haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/S_0gg3CJlcI/AAAAAAAAA1M/9ed7UpDElFA/s1600/hazel10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/S_0gg3CJlcI/AAAAAAAAA1M/9ed7UpDElFA/s400/hazel10.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475568470853260738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;As always, there is the customary picture of all guys and then girls. First were the guys. Don't you think the condo looks like some sorta chalet that we rented? Haha nah, not that rich though. Haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/S_0ggoy4kCI/AAAAAAAAA1E/13DX8lcnzlk/s1600/hazel11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 216px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/S_0ggoy4kCI/AAAAAAAAA1E/13DX8lcnzlk/s400/hazel11.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475568467031134242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And then we have the girls. I'm putting this picture up cause I think everyone looks so preoccupied and yet still look cool. Haha the one below is with all the girls except Siti, See Ting and Wuan Yin. They went down with Siti for something =) The cake was from Secret Recipe. Darren said Hazel's fav colour was yellow so he got her a yellow cake. It's mango! Hehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/S_0ggZHKoxI/AAAAAAAAA08/1q0UEloZLc4/s1600/hazel9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/S_0ggZHKoxI/AAAAAAAAA08/1q0UEloZLc4/s400/hazel9.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475568462821237522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/S_0ggHjHVNI/AAAAAAAAA00/KUeJH5-gV2A/s1600/hazel7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/S_0ggHjHVNI/AAAAAAAAA00/KUeJH5-gV2A/s400/hazel7.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475568458106623186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A picture of myself with the birthday girl...In the kitchen with the packet of Blue Key flour (at the edge of the picture) that was bought way earlier to make pancakes...Yum, I miss pancakes!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/S_0fxd5kO1I/AAAAAAAAA0E/lrjrcbFeMXs/s1600/hazel6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/S_0fxd5kO1I/AAAAAAAAA0E/lrjrcbFeMXs/s400/hazel6.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475567656652520274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And so the line-up for housemate photographs started. From B03a-2. Darn, why I look so stunned ar? =/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/S_0fxLYVkxI/AAAAAAAAAz8/yRiXtP8jKfA/s1600/hazel4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 224px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/S_0fxLYVkxI/AAAAAAAAAz8/yRiXtP8jKfA/s400/hazel4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475567651681309458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here we have the sweet girls from B01-8. Ju Lyn, Hazel, Diana and Siti&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/S_0fwz8VM3I/AAAAAAAAAz0/uWwNk3RbaeQ/s1600/housemate.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/S_0fwz8VM3I/AAAAAAAAAz0/uWwNk3RbaeQ/s400/housemate.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475567645389828978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hehe Jenny and Wuan Yin from Section 14. Paiseh yea, cause I don't know the actual address. Section 14 has so many strokes and what not...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/S_0fwX7Vn1I/AAAAAAAAAzs/Vqrnl-yIjvI/s1600/housemate1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/S_0fwX7Vn1I/AAAAAAAAAzs/Vqrnl-yIjvI/s400/housemate1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475567637869469522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;These are soon-to-be housemates. Danny, See Ting and Seng Fai also from Section 14.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/S_0fwAH5BHI/AAAAAAAAAzk/i8o2ymYdCcs/s1600/housemate2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/S_0fwAH5BHI/AAAAAAAAAzk/i8o2ymYdCcs/s400/housemate2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475567631479669874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Well, they're not housemates but Prakash and Chris are like peas in a pod...Can I say that? Hehe hope I'm right. Doing the ever famous butt tongeng picture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/S_0fhs1iniI/AAAAAAAAAzc/j1ye8pW41es/s1600/housemate3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/S_0fhs1iniI/AAAAAAAAAzc/j1ye8pW41es/s400/housemate3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475567385784262178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A picture with a few of the guys. See, the cake? It was quite good. Hehe a little sour due to the mango but just the way I like it so that the cake doesn't become overwhelmingly sweet .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/S_0fhRweQcI/AAAAAAAAAzU/II_f6pdKB8k/s1600/hazel5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/S_0fhRweQcI/AAAAAAAAAzU/II_f6pdKB8k/s400/hazel5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475567378515247554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Here Ru Shan is... Haha I know she doesn't like this picture but I like it so here it is. Hehe she looks like gangster o...so to stay in our house, you must be careful...Haha just kidding okay?? ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/S_0fhOEidsI/AAAAAAAAAzM/PHTdbACrlcg/s1600/hazel2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/S_0fhOEidsI/AAAAAAAAAzM/PHTdbACrlcg/s400/hazel2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475567377525667522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then Ju Lyn joined in and they tried to act zen....Haha do you feel calm looking at the picture?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/S_0fgjF7rcI/AAAAAAAAAzE/2Bq7Tf8HXMs/s1600/hazel3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 339px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/S_0fgjF7rcI/AAAAAAAAAzE/2Bq7Tf8HXMs/s400/hazel3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475567365988789698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So that's pretty much it. The day was a long one but interesting. We actually had lots of food but I don't remember seeing any pictures of it. Anyway, just to list them down, we had spaghetti from Wen Tye which everyone loved so much. Prakash had 3 helpings according to him...Haha then we had Domino's pizza, which was also very yummy, mash potato as well as Kimchi soup.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/S_0fgNY5GjI/AAAAAAAAAy8/cGW6qPJA9So/s1600/hazel1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/S_0fgNY5GjI/AAAAAAAAAy8/cGW6qPJA9So/s400/hazel1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475567360162732594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That's it for now folks! See ya next time...=D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/700846502161737572-7596213651913916977?l=naturalme-lta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturalme-lta.blogspot.com/feeds/7596213651913916977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=700846502161737572&amp;postID=7596213651913916977&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/700846502161737572/posts/default/7596213651913916977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/700846502161737572/posts/default/7596213651913916977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturalme-lta.blogspot.com/2010/05/hazels-22nd.html' title='Hazel&apos;s 22nd'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09365387493794762171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/SOt8nkPqMxI/AAAAAAAAAAU/IRPCjHfYuAA/S220/laura.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/S_0ghaE4ONI/AAAAAAAAA1U/MXC6LjvfeU0/s72-c/hazel8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-700846502161737572.post-7666009677888367525</id><published>2010-05-13T17:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T17:38:18.429+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Community Service'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoneh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Conference'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie'/><title type='text'>List</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Heya dudes/ dudettes! Haha haven't start writing already I'm being lame. Anyway, lots has been happening this week. My last post was on 1st of May and today is already the 13th. I'd like to blog now, BUT..............I'm lazy! =P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So just to make a list:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Movies&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Community service&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Project/ THONEH World Optometry Day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Conference&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. and of course....some food!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Seems like alot right? But wait for it....It'll be up. Hopefully soon. But like I said, not today. Cause I need to go through my pharmacology notes which I should have already done but until today still not started. Hehe lec wanna do revision tomorrow and wants us to be prepared with questions, if there are any.. So just a little peek into what's the next few posts on...=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/S-vIGDwJSYI/AAAAAAAAAxk/TAQ12jc3GBU/s1600/29780_1457529001888_1343265743_31224986_4572059_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/S-vIGDwJSYI/AAAAAAAAAxk/TAQ12jc3GBU/s400/29780_1457529001888_1343265743_31224986_4572059_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470686178783611266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, toodles!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/700846502161737572-7666009677888367525?l=naturalme-lta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturalme-lta.blogspot.com/feeds/7666009677888367525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=700846502161737572&amp;postID=7666009677888367525&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/700846502161737572/posts/default/7666009677888367525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/700846502161737572/posts/default/7666009677888367525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturalme-lta.blogspot.com/2010/05/list.html' title='List'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09365387493794762171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/SOt8nkPqMxI/AAAAAAAAAAU/IRPCjHfYuAA/S220/laura.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/S-vIGDwJSYI/AAAAAAAAAxk/TAQ12jc3GBU/s72-c/29780_1457529001888_1343265743_31224986_4572059_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-700846502161737572.post-5718829964537648280</id><published>2010-05-01T23:55:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T00:56:13.162+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Exam'/><title type='text'>T-Bowl Concept Restaurant</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hola...so, okay...I suppose my exams for the month of April are pretty much over. Actually I still have one paper. Whichhh, I was supposed to sit for during last time yesterday but it ended up getting postponed. Sigh, why? Cause the papers were set late and only sent in for question verification on Friday morning so the paper couldn't be carried out on that same day. Besides, we already had a full day of classes with Pharmacology in the afternoon which is always a killer! ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Saturday being Labour day (1st of May), so we decided to go out and update ourselves on the changes which took place when we were busy mugging. Hehe since most of the rest decided to go home to their respective hometowns, it was only the 3 of us...Ru Shan, Chak and I.  We were from KLCC to Pavillion to Times Square and then to Sungei Wang. Had dinner in a bathroom...Seriously!! Hehe nola, I'm kidding. It was at T-Bowl Concept Restaurant.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;See...the toilet paper has finished. Haha nah, there wasn't any toilet paper to begin with. So yup, it was a cafe based on the bathroom concept hence the name T-bowl (which stands for toilet bowl, if you still haven't figured it out...=P) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/S9xQ7rCQWjI/AAAAAAAAAxc/ID4ToMd4VOM/s1600/tbowl1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/S9xQ7rCQWjI/AAAAAAAAAxc/ID4ToMd4VOM/s400/tbowl1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466333033815628338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The seats were actual toilet bowls with nice covers such as seashells, cartoons and stuff. And we sat at a table which uses a bathtub. Other tables used sinks. Of course we didn't have our food in the bathtub, it was covered with a piece of glass. Hehe yea, I know everyone knows d, but I just like to say it. Even those sitting jap style in the little sections sat on glass covered sinks. Don't know if that's safe though...What if it broke right? Hehe but I'm sure they figured that out and I'm sure they're using thick, kinda unbreakable glass? I hope...=/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/S9xQ7EQELNI/AAAAAAAAAxU/IjdZbMZ8CR0/s1600/tbowl2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/S9xQ7EQELNI/AAAAAAAAAxU/IjdZbMZ8CR0/s400/tbowl2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466333023404567762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ru Shan and I with out drinks in the toilet bowl. Don't say it's disgusting cause it was alright. After all, it is just a concept. You definitely aren't eating in a former washroom...Haha I'm lame, I know...! By the way, Ru Shan wore contacts. Woohoo! It looks good on her...Hehe instant gorgeous-ness. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/S9xQ65Sp2SI/AAAAAAAAAxM/a6Q5yhFd8lQ/s1600/tbowl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/S9xQ65Sp2SI/AAAAAAAAAxM/a6Q5yhFd8lQ/s400/tbowl.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466333020462635298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Chak with a 'guy' peeping into the next section . It's supposed to imitate like when people peep at others peeing or showering. Haha a funny idea, really. But of course, don't repeat this at home or wherever. I'm sure you don't want a 'bak chiam' aka hordeolum on your eye. But seriously though, you don't get 'bak chiam' from peeping at people okay? It's just an old-wives tale. Hehe it's actually caused by oil gland infection. Oops, need to use reverse gear now. Terlalu jauh already. Hehe&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/_gyOcDTqCrxc/S9xQxMcd6xI/AAAAAAAAAxE/BL8--pwD0lI/s1600/tbowl4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/S9xQxMcd6xI/AAAAAAAAAxE/BL8--pwD0lI/s400/tbowl4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466332853805378322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Some of the food we had. Some of the dishes are served in toilet bowls and some in bathtubs. But not all the dishes though. Again, not a real toilet bowl. It's just for decorative purposes and has never been used by anyone. Not even babies, to pee or poo. Hehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/S9xQw49J8iI/AAAAAAAAAw8/xM_YnXeDHBE/s1600/tbowl3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 299px; height: 400px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/S9xQw49J8iI/AAAAAAAAAw8/xM_YnXeDHBE/s400/tbowl3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466332848573772322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/S9xQv2MzFtI/AAAAAAAAAws/FcSotJelgec/s400/tbowl6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We ordered this to share. It had green tea tofu, sausages, dumpling thingies, chicken wings as well as some other stuff. I say other because I couldn't really identify if this other stuff is fish or something else. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/S9xQwBxCTcI/AAAAAAAAAw0/WGVlk8SYAMw/s1600/tbowl5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/S9xQwBxCTcI/AAAAAAAAAw0/WGVlk8SYAMw/s400/tbowl5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466332833758989762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So yea, I had the second dish shown which is what is known to me as 'tau-ju' or in mandarin 'nan-ru' or in english preserved beancurd marinated pork and rice. And yes, I know it looks like alot, and yes, I finished it with some spreading of the meat slices to said friends. Again, I know, I'm a big eater. Woots! Not sure if that's good or not but don't worry, I don't eat thhhaaaattttt much...Hehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/S9xQvQCSZgI/AAAAAAAAAwk/6yPyWDPF3qo/s1600/tbowl7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/S9xQvQCSZgI/AAAAAAAAAwk/6yPyWDPF3qo/s400/tbowl7.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466332820409574914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It was a good day nonetheless although Ru Shan ended up with a hurt heel and Chak's was almost hurt...Hehe mine were still okay because I wore very 'buka punya' shoes... XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/700846502161737572-5718829964537648280?l=naturalme-lta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturalme-lta.blogspot.com/feeds/5718829964537648280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=700846502161737572&amp;postID=5718829964537648280&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/700846502161737572/posts/default/5718829964537648280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/700846502161737572/posts/default/5718829964537648280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturalme-lta.blogspot.com/2010/05/t-bowl-concept-restaurant.html' title='T-Bowl Concept Restaurant'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09365387493794762171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/SOt8nkPqMxI/AAAAAAAAAAU/IRPCjHfYuAA/S220/laura.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/S9xQ7rCQWjI/AAAAAAAAAxc/ID4ToMd4VOM/s72-c/tbowl1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-700846502161737572.post-8685772539759610481</id><published>2010-04-29T19:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T19:42:35.373+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Exam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Crocs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sale'/><title type='text'>Crocs Warehouse sale</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hello...Nope, I've not finished my exams but I was just so tempted to come and blab abit...Hehe &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This is how I look like most nights. Well, that is if I'm still awake enough and haven't gone off fishing. By fishing, I mean falling a sleep. You know that motion of 'head falling, then catching yourself, bringing your head back, and repeating the whole process' of sleeping until you just give in and say, 'Ahh, what the heck! I need to sleep!' XD Yeala, I know very messy, some more look like grandma with my hair tied up and all, but it really helps with studying otherwise I'll be playing with me hair. Haha don't laugh k? Definitely not funny what...and the glasses are good for my eyes. Protected from Giant Papillary conjunctivitis. Wonder if I still have it since I wear glasses so often this semester? Hehe....^^&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/_gyOcDTqCrxc/S9lr--S4AoI/AAAAAAAAAwc/wlw1u-mpNWE/s1600/27042010777.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/S9lr--S4AoI/AAAAAAAAAwc/wlw1u-mpNWE/s400/27042010777.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465518352409035394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And so, did you guys hear about the Crocs warehouse sale? It's at Ikano Power Centre. Yes, originals. Not those don't know come from where punya Crocs. Right, so I know many people are thinking like...ar? Crocs ar? But so ah ma le....Don't want la...Some more got so many fakes. Where got I got face if I wear? Hahaha right? right? That was totally Manglish...Well, I don't care. The point is that, it honestly doesn't hurt my feet. I can walk the whole day and still feel alright accept calf and back pain from supporting my gigantic weight lar...XD So, seriously. They are comfy. And I don't care if it's ah ma to wear Crocs! Hahah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/S9lr-Uuzb6I/AAAAAAAAAwU/Zz2ic79PYJ4/s1600/29042010783.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/S9lr-Uuzb6I/AAAAAAAAAwU/Zz2ic79PYJ4/s400/29042010783.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465518341251887010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So anyway, the first thing that came to mind when I heard about this sale was mummy. Crocs with that whole traction thing so you've got a good grip on the ground. Yea, mummy needs shoes with good grips. So I thought I'd go get her the 2 designs that she likes. Anyway, I only came back with a pair of slippers for myself. They have a 'not bad' variety but not all the models were sold. The prices are mostly slashed to 50% of originals, if I'm not mistaken. Hehe today was the pre-sale for Digi customers, so I got an additional 5% off. Haha &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So that's it for now. Need to start studying for tomorrow's paper although I just got back an hour ago. Exams started late...=/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/700846502161737572-8685772539759610481?l=naturalme-lta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturalme-lta.blogspot.com/feeds/8685772539759610481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=700846502161737572&amp;postID=8685772539759610481&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/700846502161737572/posts/default/8685772539759610481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/700846502161737572/posts/default/8685772539759610481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturalme-lta.blogspot.com/2010/04/crocs-warehouse-sale.html' title='Crocs Warehouse sale'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09365387493794762171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/SOt8nkPqMxI/AAAAAAAAAAU/IRPCjHfYuAA/S220/laura.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/S9lr--S4AoI/AAAAAAAAAwc/wlw1u-mpNWE/s72-c/27042010777.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-700846502161737572.post-3713153382412399931</id><published>2010-04-23T19:55:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T21:16:52.954+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Korean'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Exam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amcorp Mall'/><title type='text'>Korean</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Just a brief update on what's been going on...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;1. Haven't really been going out this week except to eat, eat and eat. One of the places we went to is Haeun Khon Korean restaurant. I've actually known this place for about 2 years now and have been pretty much a regular since then. Well, pretty much since I came to Petaling Jaya to study. Reason being it is but an LRT stop away. It's situated on Level 3 (I think), Amcorp Mall, Jalan Barat aka West Road (not West Side Story okayy..) I'm not too sure about how good people think this place is, but I really enjoy the food here. The flavours are to my liking and okay, I've got a soft spot for their Kimchi Jigae...^^ I love sour and spicy! Haha lame-ness about to spill over any moment...By the way, I didn't think to take any pictures in all the times I went since I was too into the food so these pics are from the internet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/S9GOkJrI_II/AAAAAAAAAwM/T6oVsf1Qj-Q/s1600/korean+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/S9GOkJrI_II/AAAAAAAAAwM/T6oVsf1Qj-Q/s400/korean+2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463304574700420226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;When I go there, I usually stick to a few favourites. One of them is Bulgogi Jung Sik Sou. I never get the hang of what means beef or chicken so I can't tell with this one. Anyway, you can choose either beef or chicken. It is then stir fired in that claypot and made into a delicious soup. It really is good lo....then then then, u see they serve it as a set so there's 3 side dishes with the customary kimchi and of course cannot forget fruits for a perfect end or start, however you like it la...Haha XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/S9GOjwjRUpI/AAAAAAAAAwE/cGTArz-L0xA/s1600/korean+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/S9GOjwjRUpI/AAAAAAAAAwE/cGTArz-L0xA/s400/korean+1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463304567956525714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Now this dish is my all time FAVOURITE! Hehe It's Kimchi Jigae soup. Like I said, it's sour and spicy just the way I like it. Some places serve the soup too thick or too spicy until your tongue just becomes numb and the meal becomes tasteless but this place serves it just perfectly. Of course this is my opinion la. Imagine, out of the let's say 5 times I go there, I eat this set like 3 or 4 times. Haha again, you can choose either beef or chicken and there's a generous chunk of soft tofu, kimchi and also what is known to me as foochow rice cakes. This set also comes with 3 side dishes, a bowl of hot rice and fruits. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/S9GOjZhdSyI/AAAAAAAAAv8/mZqIeTkXL6M/s1600/korean+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 242px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/S9GOjZhdSyI/AAAAAAAAAv8/mZqIeTkXL6M/s400/korean+4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463304561774906146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;2. Exams started yesterday. I must remind myself to read the question not only twice or thrice but 4, 5, 6, infinity times! Either I was too panicky or I don't know what, I realised that I answer the wrong answers for the wrong question. Telah diterbalikkan. Argh....My precious marks went 'Bye, bye!' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;3. I learnt that sometimes my mouth is like a 'chu-chu train'. So annoying right? Don't go looking for trouble when there is none. Owh well, look forward. Not back!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/S9GOi0DzewI/AAAAAAAAAv0/CXxW_MiiMDo/s1600/TrainConductorCaboose.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 380px; height: 286px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/S9GOi0DzewI/AAAAAAAAAv0/CXxW_MiiMDo/s400/TrainConductorCaboose.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463304551718419202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;5. I also learnt that it's not easy to cook Maggi mee that you'll crave to eat. It's not as easy as 2 minutes or putting it in the microwave. It's the 'cooker' and the creator of that elusive, tasty noodles (which I just read just now is packed with proteins haha) who knows exactly what to put, for how long as well as how much care. So I know one person who cooks great Maggi, do you? Hahahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Been having butterflies today. It's meant to be butterflies in the tummy but I cut short one kay? Must protect myself from Carpel Tunnel Syndrome mar...XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I need to eat chocolate...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/700846502161737572-3713153382412399931?l=naturalme-lta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturalme-lta.blogspot.com/feeds/3713153382412399931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=700846502161737572&amp;postID=3713153382412399931&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/700846502161737572/posts/default/3713153382412399931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/700846502161737572/posts/default/3713153382412399931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturalme-lta.blogspot.com/2010/04/korean.html' title='Korean'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09365387493794762171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/SOt8nkPqMxI/AAAAAAAAAAU/IRPCjHfYuAA/S220/laura.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/S9GOkJrI_II/AAAAAAAAAwM/T6oVsf1Qj-Q/s72-c/korean+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-700846502161737572.post-6159334339666213608</id><published>2010-04-18T23:46:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T21:01:08.609+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><title type='text'>Just cause...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/S8sqIzgni4I/AAAAAAAAAvk/5oOL4QlNu5I/s1600/27230_380739443564_712303564_3873752_2782319_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 199px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/S8sqIzgni4I/AAAAAAAAAvk/5oOL4QlNu5I/s400/27230_380739443564_712303564_3873752_2782319_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461505303871196034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Just cause I miss looking at pictures of myself! Haha so si ai bin right? But I'm sure everyone likes looking at themselves too...=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/S8sqIfEvRYI/AAAAAAAAAvc/C5-GOlkJsIA/s1600/27230_380438158564_712303564_3864658_4280654_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/S8sqIfEvRYI/AAAAAAAAAvc/C5-GOlkJsIA/s400/27230_380438158564_712303564_3864658_4280654_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461505298385552770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I really like this picture. I can't explain why. I'm bad at using make up and so I always have a bare face. I don't even use lip gloss cause I've got extremely dry lips which get worse when I apply anything on them. I'd be lying to myself if I said I don't care about make-up cause I do want to use them and use them properly. Meaning make me look better and not worsening my natural state, of course =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/700846502161737572-6159334339666213608?l=naturalme-lta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturalme-lta.blogspot.com/feeds/6159334339666213608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=700846502161737572&amp;postID=6159334339666213608&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/700846502161737572/posts/default/6159334339666213608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/700846502161737572/posts/default/6159334339666213608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturalme-lta.blogspot.com/2010/04/just-cause.html' title='Just cause...'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09365387493794762171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/SOt8nkPqMxI/AAAAAAAAAAU/IRPCjHfYuAA/S220/laura.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/S8sqIzgni4I/AAAAAAAAAvk/5oOL4QlNu5I/s72-c/27230_380739443564_712303564_3873752_2782319_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-700846502161737572.post-2948026701689615724</id><published>2010-04-18T21:19:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T23:06:19.135+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jack Neo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie'/><title type='text'>Being Human</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I'm not sure how many people have gone to see Jack Neo's latest film, Being Human, but I highly recommend it. It was a darn good movie, with scene's that make you cry and scene's that make you laugh till tears are in your eyes. So either way, you definitely have tears in your eyes, period! Haha I almost burst into tears, being the emotional me when I thought the movie was gonna end with the guy in coma. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As per usual, it's the usual suspects acting in Singaporean movies. However, they're good. It's basically a movie about following our conscience. And I do believe we should...Like how many times have you done something, thought back about it, and then realised, 'Aiya, I should have listened to my conscience or in more layman terms, my heart?' I don't know how coincidental the scenes may seem, but Being Human as with most other Jack Neo films generally always manage to portray the real thoughts of our life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/S8sTBBvHiSI/AAAAAAAAAvE/2M4IJ5VpUnk/s1600/being+human.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 271px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/S8sTBBvHiSI/AAAAAAAAAvE/2M4IJ5VpUnk/s400/being+human.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461479881483716898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Setting aside the good movie, I'm sure everyone has had their say on the Jack Neo scandal. Anyone who has not heard of it is either really far far away from this part of the world, stuck in who knows where or is really a 'katak di bawah tempurung' living in their own world. It's gossip, who wouldn't like gossip right? ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/S8sTAQd9-GI/AAAAAAAAAu8/LoRXyxRtwYQ/s1600/jack_neo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 170px; height: 400px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/S8sTAQd9-GI/AAAAAAAAAu8/LoRXyxRtwYQ/s400/jack_neo.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461479868258449506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So Jack Neo is said to be involved with Wendy Chong, not Wendy Cheng aka Xia Xue. Haha well, whether it's with one woman or 11, in the eyes of today's world, he is totally in the wrong. No doubt alot of people feel he made a stupid choice choosing Wendy since she isn't as pretty as his wife. This comment is most definitely not mine. Just comments I found on news articles. But who are we to say she isn't?? There must have been something to attract her to him in the first place. Bahhh....honestly, I'm sure beauty has nothing to do with it. I'm sure it's most likely the fun of trying not to get caught or the whole man ego thing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of course, Wendy was wrong too. I mean what kinda girl goes after a married man? You wouldn't want that to happen to you so don't do it to other people. Okay, maybe it's the whole 'I need to, if not, I won't be famous' but think about it, she still plays small roles anyway. Or maybe it was a case of 'I really liked him and all that'. Like in Being Human, she's just the sis-in-law with not many lines...Anyway, just my 2 cents. Everyone has their own opinion, so, to each their own. No harm done, yea....=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, despite the whole scandal, the movie is still a good one and not worth missing out on just cause you decided he isn't a loyal, faithful, conscience listening man. Just because Jack Neo isn't who everyone thinks he is, doesn't mean he isn't one of Singapore's most successful film makers with great thought evoking movies. Let the scandal be a family issue and concentrate on the movie? Hehe cannot be too kepo lar...XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So a little something personal, been cooking quite alot recently. And I cooked my favourite pumpkin. Yum to the max! Hehe I remember taking a picture of the dish but it has somehow disappeared. Uber sad. Thought I could show off awhile!! Hahaha kidding okay? Anyway, this is a picture of one of our dinners. Stir fried asparagus and ma po tofu.  And yes, we've got mismatched plates but who cares...As long as the food is good! Hehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/S8sS_46j8OI/AAAAAAAAAu0/NC8BuMWwD9o/s1600/11042010762.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/S8sS_46j8OI/AAAAAAAAAu0/NC8BuMWwD9o/s400/11042010762.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461479861935927522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love my tofu and pumpkin and all the yummy food! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/700846502161737572-2948026701689615724?l=naturalme-lta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturalme-lta.blogspot.com/feeds/2948026701689615724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=700846502161737572&amp;postID=2948026701689615724&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/700846502161737572/posts/default/2948026701689615724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/700846502161737572/posts/default/2948026701689615724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturalme-lta.blogspot.com/2010/04/being-human.html' title='Being Human'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09365387493794762171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/SOt8nkPqMxI/AAAAAAAAAAU/IRPCjHfYuAA/S220/laura.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/S8sTBBvHiSI/AAAAAAAAAvE/2M4IJ5VpUnk/s72-c/being+human.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-700846502161737572.post-8296238838503688808</id><published>2010-04-13T14:41:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T22:28:57.853+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><title type='text'>Pasta Zanmai &amp; Haagen-Dazs</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;We went to Pasta Zanmai last Saturday after Optometric Optics class. Reason? Birthday guy aka housemate aka Chak treated us to lunch. Haha thank you for the yummy lunch! We went to 1 Utama since it was pretty close by. 8 of us went so it was a pretty boisterous crowd that gathered.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/S8QS-pBUy1I/AAAAAAAAAus/uWcEq0gbQHw/s1600/10042010754.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/S8QS-pBUy1I/AAAAAAAAAus/uWcEq0gbQHw/s400/10042010754.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459509515652483922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is before the food arrived but after we ordered. There's only 7 of us in this one because Chak was the photographer. His birthday but what to do =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/S8QS4X4AaeI/AAAAAAAAAuk/vEukrToviIs/s1600/lunch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/S8QS4X4AaeI/AAAAAAAAAuk/vEukrToviIs/s400/lunch.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459509407970781666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Some of the food we had. Most of us ordered the mini sets so we could try more at the same time. However, it was to the expense of our tummies...But a good lunch nonetheless. The first dish was a side order we had. It was yummy. I miss salmon! Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/S8QS3n6hIiI/AAAAAAAAAuc/AulweaXWvRI/s1600/luch1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/S8QS3n6hIiI/AAAAAAAAAuc/AulweaXWvRI/s400/luch1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459509395096412706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This would be part of one of the mini sets. I think it came with pasta but there aren't any pictures of the other half of the dish. Haha owh well...another mini set ordered was one with pasta and a personal, thin crusted pizza. I heard it was good...so good. Hahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/S8QS3NT-PjI/AAAAAAAAAuU/QqogDBikYWk/s1600/lunch2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/S8QS3NT-PjI/AAAAAAAAAuU/QqogDBikYWk/s400/lunch2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459509387955420722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This one was ordered by Ru Shan. It's unagi aka eel (yummy!! I really like unagi for some odd reason, but who doesn't? Haha or maybe there are those who don't enjoy it.) with garlic rice wrapped in egg. Haha she really liked the egg cause it had that soft and just set texture from being about 90% cooked. And now she has egg cravings!!! Lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/S8QS2ZuL2YI/AAAAAAAAAuM/3zP6unZ3O5A/s1600/lunch3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/S8QS2ZuL2YI/AAAAAAAAAuM/3zP6unZ3O5A/s400/lunch3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459509374106720642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the mini set that I ordered. But it wasn't that mini! Haha It's unagi rice with a very whole and 'soft until cannot soft anymore' egg. All mixed up, it makes a great dish. The pasta with the tempura prawns was good as well. The sauce they mixed in was just nice with a hint of sesame seeds. Yum!! And so, of course I finished everything. Growing up in the Su family, you don't waste food...Hehe We enjoy having good food =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/S8QS1zi6nsI/AAAAAAAAAuE/1kXZ7P5HiDY/s1600/10042010758.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/S8QS1zi6nsI/AAAAAAAAAuE/1kXZ7P5HiDY/s400/10042010758.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459509363858906818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When I read what I wrote above, it sounds like as if I'm writing a food review. So perasan, right? Haha no, don't worry. I wasn't daydreaming. It may not sound like how a normal person speaks or some may say it's fake, but my opinion on the food, it's real! Haha The 8 of us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/S8QSjwErIXI/AAAAAAAAAt8/RNiS5AGyzeo/s1600/lunch4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/S8QSjwErIXI/AAAAAAAAAt8/RNiS5AGyzeo/s400/lunch4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459509053689110898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And so since it was a birthday, there had to be a cake. Original plan was to go to Secret Recipe and have durian cake. Haha kidding. Ru Shan would faint if it were really to be a durian cake. Haha when we got to Secret Recipe though, the place was full and they didn't have a space to fit all of us. So we ended up choosing to go to Haagen-Dazs for ice-cream cake. The cake we got? Oreo cookies and cream. For being Haagen-Dazs, I like it. Haha anyway, the staff there were cool. They were like 'Let's sing! Ready? 1,2,3....' Haha and so we joined in and sang the birthday song. The aunties behind us got quite excited. No pictures of them of course XD&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/S8QSiUZNqMI/AAAAAAAAAts/Gxupg7OaDWg/s400/lunch6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/S8QSjHyvMXI/AAAAAAAAAt0/7KvZj5afkkk/s1600/lunch5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/S8QSjHyvMXI/AAAAAAAAAt0/7KvZj5afkkk/s400/lunch5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459509042876461426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As is customary of our gatherings on birthdays, there is always a picture of the birthday guy or girl with first the guys and then the girls. So, this is it! Haha &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/S8QShpFm_-I/AAAAAAAAAtk/kwWjrU8C5Ac/s1600/lunch7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/S8QShpFm_-I/AAAAAAAAAtk/kwWjrU8C5Ac/s400/lunch7.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459509017454247906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/S8QShN-E1AI/AAAAAAAAAtc/67frZwcAJjg/s1600/lunch8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gyOcDTqCrxc/S8QShN-E1AI/AAAAAAAAAtc/67frZwcAJjg/s400/lunch8.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459509010174891010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Toodles! xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/700846502161737572-8296238838503688808?l=naturalme-lta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturalme-lta.blogspot.com/feeds/8296238838503688808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=700846502161737572&amp;postID=8296238838503688808&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/700846502161737572/posts/default/8296238838503688808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/700846502161737572/posts/default/8296238838503688808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturalme-lta.blogspot.com/2010/04/pasta-zanmai-haagen-dazs.html' title='Pasta Zanmai &amp; Haagen-Daz
