<?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-35300957</id><updated>2012-02-17T17:27:37.370+08:00</updated><category term='Questions?'/><category term='Home Improvement'/><category term='Miri'/><category term='Makeups'/><category term='Sick'/><category term='Hair'/><category term='Badminton'/><category term='DST'/><category term='Memories'/><category term='Trials and tribulation'/><category term='Competitions'/><category term='Books that I read'/><category term='Occasions'/><category term='Freebies'/><category term='Melilea'/><category term='Videos'/><category term='Sweet Stuff'/><category term='Games'/><category term='30-day challenge'/><category term='Food for thought'/><category term='Travel'/><category term='Food'/><category term='Work'/><category term='small talks'/><category term='Questionaires'/><category term='Car'/><category term='Bimbo'/><category term='Health'/><category term='Bags'/><category term='Quiz'/><category term='Reviews'/><category term='Holidays'/><category term='H1N1'/><category term='Prayers'/><category term='Angel'/><category term='Music'/><category term='Nail Artz'/><category term='RC'/><category term='Gadgets'/><category term='Subaru STi'/><category term='Hilarious'/><category term='Exercise'/><category term='Things that I do'/><category term='Investments'/><category term='Interests'/><category term='Complaints'/><category term='CPA'/><category term='weight issues'/><category term='Rants'/><category term='wish list'/><category term='Home cooked food'/><category term='Baby Hudu&apos;s Life'/><category term='Bibi neh'/><category term='New Year Rhttp://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gifesolutions'/><category term='Silvia S 15'/><category term='Light Stuff'/><category term='Titbits'/><category term='Movies'/><category term='MiriCom'/><category term='Information'/><category term='Riddles'/><title type='text'>Artowawa</title><subtitle type='html'>Being the best version of myself</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Artowawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313709630906892544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>343</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35300957.post-5075938726171630792</id><published>2012-02-17T11:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-17T11:18:46.635+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Home cooked food'/><title type='text'>Simple yet delicious dinner</title><content type='html'>The other day I did post that I really feel like eating Japanese Curry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So I went off work&amp;nbsp;promptly&amp;nbsp;on time on Wednesday (no baddie coz they are having the netball tournament). Got ready all the ingredients and quickly rushed home. I have never cooked Japanese Kare before but it should be easy peasy as described online.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ingredients:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carrots&lt;br /&gt;Potatoes&lt;br /&gt;Onions&lt;br /&gt;Fresh Tomatoes&lt;br /&gt;Boneless Chicken breasts&lt;br /&gt;Salt&lt;br /&gt;Tongarashi (coz the kare is not spicy enough)&lt;br /&gt;Sugar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just stir fry the onions, carrots, fresh tomatoes and potatoes until fragrant and then mix in the chicken breast pieces until brown. Mix in the kare pieces. Add in hot water (or chicken stock) and cook thoroughly, which is roughly around 15 to 20 minutes, stirring from time to time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it is about done, mix in salt and sugar according to taste. I mixed in some tongarashi coz the Japanese Kare is really not spicy at all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here you go!!!! The end result!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_2lM2IWtTkE/Tz3F1JPULZI/AAAAAAAABcY/rF9V8co01UU/s1600/japanese+kare.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_2lM2IWtTkE/Tz3F1JPULZI/AAAAAAAABcY/rF9V8co01UU/s320/japanese+kare.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Its pretty hassle free. So if you are in a hurry but still want something tsaty for dinner, why not try this out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I have to have vege always. So I just washed golden mushrooms and some fresh tomatoes, add a bit of garlic salt and cheese and dumped it in the oven for baking.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8rb43zJqvzQ/Tz3FyyXWpeI/AAAAAAAABcQ/2terp2rX25A/s1600/golden+mushroom.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8rb43zJqvzQ/Tz3FyyXWpeI/AAAAAAAABcQ/2terp2rX25A/s320/golden+mushroom.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Forgot to take pictures of the inside! But rest assured that its extremely nice!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I love cooking!!!!! These are just some of the&amp;nbsp;simpler&amp;nbsp;and fuss free food that I cooked for dinner on Wednesday. Happy cooking!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35300957-5075938726171630792?l=artowawa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/feeds/5075938726171630792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35300957&amp;postID=5075938726171630792&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/5075938726171630792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/5075938726171630792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/2012/02/simple-yet-delicious-dinner.html' title='Simple yet delicious dinner'/><author><name>Artowawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313709630906892544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_2lM2IWtTkE/Tz3F1JPULZI/AAAAAAAABcY/rF9V8co01UU/s72-c/japanese+kare.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35300957.post-2850453285268502822</id><published>2012-02-15T16:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-15T16:57:37.729+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Been so long since I last post anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason is that with 1 click I had lost almost all my photos in blogger. (Its like 85% of the photos were lost). Such pity!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I am cooking dinner tonight. Don't be so surprised can? I can cook. This can be verified from the pure weight gain of Abbi. The theme for tonight will be Japanese (more or less) Hopefully I will remember to take photos of everything that I'll be making tonight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35300957-2850453285268502822?l=artowawa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/feeds/2850453285268502822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35300957&amp;postID=2850453285268502822&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/2850453285268502822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/2850453285268502822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/2012/02/been-so-long-since-i-last-post-anything.html' title=''/><author><name>Artowawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313709630906892544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35300957.post-2859594155860169192</id><published>2011-12-05T11:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-15T17:01:37.025+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gadgets'/><title type='text'>1st post on Android</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oV73CbNmhFs/Tzt0Y712OsI/AAAAAAAABcE/ys-c59vXIoM/s1600/new+phone.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oV73CbNmhFs/Tzt0Y712OsI/AAAAAAAABcE/ys-c59vXIoM/s320/new+phone.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have always been an iphone user. And when Bi offered to buy me a new phone, I wanted to go for iphone 4s. But the price were ridiculous! When it was first available in Brunei, it was a little over and 2k for the 32g. So I started looking for alternatives. Wasn't that impress with S2 (it was old news then) nothing impress me so much as iphone did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I first saw Samsung galaxy note, my first reaction was 'wow'! Now that was a phone that actually got me excited! But the cheer size of it was a deterrent. So I told bi about it. And if the size Ian ok, I'll definitely get the Note. Imagine combining a tablet and a phone. Major &lt;u&gt;WOW&lt;/u&gt; factor there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It fits perfectly in my hands!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has a 5.3" super AMOLED HD screen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been having lots of fun exploring around android. I had customized.my ringtones and notifications alerts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big big thank you tp my Abbi.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35300957-2859594155860169192?l=artowawa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/feeds/2859594155860169192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35300957&amp;postID=2859594155860169192&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/2859594155860169192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/2859594155860169192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/2011/12/1st-post-on-android.html' title='1st post on Android'/><author><name>Artowawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313709630906892544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oV73CbNmhFs/Tzt0Y712OsI/AAAAAAAABcE/ys-c59vXIoM/s72-c/new+phone.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35300957.post-8195298161408827780</id><published>2011-11-24T10:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-24T11:02:54.735+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://techthehalls.msn.com/holiday-tech-tips/5-ways-not-to-ruin-your-life-on-facebook.aspx?GT1=25091#fbid=ft_1jiRAT-R"&gt;This&lt;/a&gt; is really good advice for those who are regulars facebook-ers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find that too many people are sharing way too much things on facebook. I know, I know, who am I to say right? The thing is that I may share a lot of things on FB but I select what I want to share. Everyone should be more selective as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I first started out in FB, I was very, extremely active. Sharing way too much info about my life with too many people. But after experiencing so many ups and extreme downs, I learn not to share that much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, heed my advice, be careful of what you share on FB.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35300957-8195298161408827780?l=artowawa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/feeds/8195298161408827780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35300957&amp;postID=8195298161408827780&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/8195298161408827780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/8195298161408827780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/2011/11/this-is-really-good-advice-for-those.html' title=''/><author><name>Artowawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313709630906892544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35300957.post-7923476608552710257</id><published>2011-10-04T08:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-04T08:15:28.356+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bibi neh'/><title type='text'>On your pets going home</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Do you have any pets? Or did you have any pets?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I have a dog and his name is Bibineh, strange name I know but he was named after a person. I loved him dearly. After all, it has given me unconditional love for the past 10 years.It does not judge me. Whether I am looking (or rather feeling) fabulous, or feeling shitty. Bibineh was there for me. He is so smart. He knows and understand whatever emotions that I am in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;What would you do if its time is near? How do you deal with it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I read about a man knowing that his dog will not live for long and decide to spend a perfect day with his dog. A perfect day for his dog and not himself. Doing the things that his dog love. The story is as below. Click &lt;a href="http://www.slate.com/articles/news_and_politics/heavy_petting/2011/09/the_perfect_day.single.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; for the link. It brought tears to my eyes while reading it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;div class="sl-art-head" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 13px; font: normal normal normal 1em/normal arial, sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;h2 class="sl-art-head-hed" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 2.769em; font-weight: bold; font: inherit; margin-bottom: 5px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 5px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;The Perfect Day&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;h1 class="sl-art-head-dek" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 1.384em; font: inherit; margin-bottom: 5px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 5px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;His dog was dying. But they could spend one last day together.&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;div class="sl-art-byline" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #006699; font-size: 13px; font: normal normal bold 1em/normal arial, sans-serif; margin-bottom: 5px; margin-top: 5px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;By&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.slate.com/authors.jon_katz.html" rel="author" style="color: #006699; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Jon Katz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="sl-art-datetime" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #666666; font-size: 12px; font: normal normal normal 0.923em/normal arial, sans-serif; margin-bottom: 5px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 5px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; 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" class="cq-dd-image sl-art-illo" src="http://www.slate.com/content/dam/slate/articles/news_and_politics/heavypetting/110930_HEAVYPET_dog.jpg.CROP.rectangle2-mediumsmall.jpg" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; cursor: pointer; font-size: 12px; font: inherit; margin-bottom: 5px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;" title="110930_HEAVYPET_dog.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;label class="sl-art-illo-cap" style="border-bottom-color: rgb(153, 153, 153); border-bottom-style: dotted; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #666666; cursor: pointer; display: block; font-size: 10px; font: normal normal normal 0.846em/normal arial, helvetica, sans; line-height: 1.154em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 18px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="sl-art-illo-cred" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #999999; font-size: 10px; font: inherit; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 10px; font: inherit; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;Photograph by Jon Katz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/label&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="text parbase section" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 12px; font: inherit; margin-bottom: 1.5em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 1.5em; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;div class="text" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 12px; font: inherit; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 12px; font: inherit; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;It is possible to take something beautiful and lasting out of the heart-wrenching experience of seeing the animal you love move inexorably toward death. Nobody can take the grief away, nor should anyone try, but our love for animals is nothing but a gift, and it keeps on giving, even when they go home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="text parbase section" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 12px; font: inherit; margin-bottom: 1.5em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 1.5em; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;div class="text" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 12px; font: inherit; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 12px; font: inherit; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;A man named Harry, an Iraq war veteran and tennis coach from Minnesota, hit upon a simple and profound idea to transform this otherwise sad experience into a blessed one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="text parbase section" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 12px; font: inherit; margin-bottom: 1.5em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 1.5em; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;div class="text" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 12px; font: inherit; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 12px; font: inherit; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;It was a gray morning when the vet told Harry that his dog Duke's heart was failing and that it wouldn't be long before he died. Harry was not surprised, but still, the news depressed him. Listening to the vet, Harry later told me, he'd gotten an idea, one he thought would pay tribute to his life with Duke and give him something to feel besides sadness and loss.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="text parbase section" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 12px; font: inherit; margin-bottom: 1.5em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 1.5em; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;div class="text" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 12px; font: inherit; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 12px; font: inherit; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;"Tomorrow, I'm going to give you a Perfect Day," he said quietly to Duke as they left the vet's office. 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He had always been a lively, energetic dog and would herd anything that moved. Walks, work, food, Frisbees, red balls—these were the things Duke loved, along with chasing balloons and popping them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="text parbase section" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 12px; font: inherit; margin-bottom: 1.5em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 1.5em; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;div class="text" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 12px; font: inherit; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 12px; font: inherit; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;Harry went shopping for supplies, and when he came back Duke was napping on his dog bed. He went over, lay down next to the dog, and hugged him. "Pal," he whispered, "tomorrow is for you, your Perfect Day." He was embarrassed to tell his wife, Debbie, about the plan, but she sensed what was going on and gave the two of them the space they needed. It was her belief that the dog, more than anything else, helped Harry heal from the trauma of Iraq. He couldn't look at Duke without smiling, and when he had first come home, he hadn't smiled too often.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="text parbase section" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 12px; font: inherit; margin-bottom: 1.5em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 1.5em; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;div class="text" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 12px; font: inherit; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 12px; font: inherit; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;At eight the next morning, Harry got up. Duke was lying on his bed, which was next to Harry and Debbie's.&amp;nbsp; The dog rose a bit slowly, then followed Harry down the stairs and into the kitchen. Harry opened the refrigerator and took out a hamburger patty and two strips of bacon, cooked the night before. He put them on a plate and into the microwave.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="text parbase section" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 12px; font: inherit; margin-bottom: 1.5em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 1.5em; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;div class="text" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 12px; font: inherit; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 12px; font: inherit; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;Duke was riveted. When the plate came out—Harry touched it to make sure it was warm but not hot—he dumped the meat into Duke's bowl, along with his heart pills. It was as if Duke couldn't believe his eyes. He was almost never given people food. Looking up at Harry, as if asking permission, he waited until Harry nodded and said, "OK, boy," before inhaling the food.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="text parbase section" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 12px; font: inherit; margin-bottom: 1.5em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 1.5em; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;div class="text" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 12px; font: inherit; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 12px; font: inherit; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;A feeling of sadness came over Harry as he thought about how Duke would soon be gone. He wandered into the living room and lay down on the couch. Duke came over and curled up next to him. Harry began to sob, softly, then more deeply and loudly; Duke gently licked his face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="parbase image slate_image section" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 12px; font: inherit; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span class="sl-art-illo-cntr" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; float: left; font-size: 12px; font: inherit; margin-bottom: 5px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-top: 5px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center; vertical-align: baseline; width: 105px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/0345502698/ref=as_li_ss_tl?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=slatmaga-20&amp;amp;linkCode=as2&amp;amp;camp=217145&amp;amp;creative=399373&amp;amp;creativeASIN=0345502698" style="color: #006699; text-decoration: none;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Going Home by Jon Katz." class="cq-dd-image sl-art-illo" src="http://www.slate.com/content/dam/slate/archive/2011/09/1_2057072_2083697_2304775_110927_pet_goinghometn.jpg" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; cursor: pointer; font-size: 12px; font: inherit; margin-bottom: 5px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;" title="1_2057072_2083697_2304775_110927_pet_goinghometn" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="text parbase section" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 12px; font: inherit; margin-bottom: 1.5em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 1.5em; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;div class="text" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 12px; font: inherit; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 12px; font: inherit; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;After a few minutes, Harry rose to get dressed. Although he worried about straining the dog's heart, he let Duke follow him up the stairs. On this day, Duke could do anything he wanted. No corrections. He sat on the bedroom floor and watched Harry put his clothes on. When Harry said "Sneakers," Duke labored to get up onto his feet, walked over to the closet, and brought Harry his white running shoes. Harry had enjoyed training his dog to bring him his sneakers, and Duke seemed to love it too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="text parbase section" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 12px; font: inherit; margin-bottom: 1.5em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 1.5em; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;div class="text" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 12px; font: inherit; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 12px; font: inherit; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;Harry went back downstairs, followed by Duke. He picked up a bag from the pantry and walked out into the yard. Inside the bag were two dozen high-bounce red balls. One at a time, he threw them and bounced them off the back fence. Duke tore after one gleefully, then another, catching some, narrowly missing others as they whizzed past his head.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="text parbase section" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 12px; font: inherit; margin-bottom: 1.5em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 1.5em; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;div class="text" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 12px; font: inherit; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 12px; font: inherit; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;When Duke started to pant, Harry stopped.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="pagebreak section" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 12px; font: inherit; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="text parbase section" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 12px; font: inherit; margin-bottom: 1.5em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 1.5em; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;div class="text" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 12px; font: inherit; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 12px; font: inherit; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;Next they went to the town pond. Harry sat by the water's edge while Duke waded in, paddled around, swam back, shook himself off, then repeated the routine about a dozen times. Every few minutes Harry tossed the dog a liver treat. It practically rained the small and pungent treats. Once again, Duke looked as if he could hardly believe his good fortune.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="text parbase section" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 12px; font: inherit; margin-bottom: 1.5em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 1.5em; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;div class="text" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 12px; font: inherit; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 12px; font: inherit; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;They came back to the house and napped. After lunch, Harry took Duke to the vast state park outside of town.&amp;nbsp; He picked a flat, gentle trail, and the two of them walked a couple of miles. Eventually, they came to a stone abutment with a beautiful view. Harry walked over to the edge and sat down. Duke clambered out and curled up beside him. It was a gorgeous afternoon, and the wind ruffled the dog's hair. Duke held his nose up to the wind, picking up the scents of the earth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="text parbase section" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 12px; font: inherit; margin-bottom: 1.5em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 1.5em; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;div class="text" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 12px; font: inherit; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 12px; font: inherit; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;God, I love this creature, Harry thought. I never feel this peaceful, this much at ease. It is something to remember, to honor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="text parbase section" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 12px; font: inherit; margin-bottom: 1.5em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 1.5em; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;div class="text" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 12px; font: inherit; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 12px; font: inherit; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;They sat together for nearly an hour, enjoying a bond of complete understanding and affection. If only the world could stay like this, Harry thought, this simple, this good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="text parbase section" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 12px; font: inherit; margin-bottom: 1.5em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 1.5em; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;div class="text" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 12px; font: inherit; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 12px; font: inherit; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;Harry knew that Duke was tired, so they took their time walking back, stopping frequently to rest. A few years earlier, Duke could have hiked all day, and sometimes they did that together. But not anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="text parbase section" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 12px; font: inherit; margin-bottom: 1.5em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 1.5em; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;div class="text" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 12px; font: inherit; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 12px; font: inherit; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;When they got home, Harry cooked Duke some prime sirloin, then chopped it up. The dog was beside himself, looking up at Harry as he ate, expecting the food to be taken away. That evening, Harry put one of his favorite Clint Eastwood movies into the DVD player and Duke hopped up onto the couch, put his head in Harry's lap, and went to sleep. When the movie was over, Harry carried the dog up the stairs and laid him down on his bed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="text parbase section" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 12px; font: inherit; margin-bottom: 1.5em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 1.5em; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;div class="text" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 12px; font: inherit; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 12px; font: inherit; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;Several weeks after the Perfect Day, when Harry came home from work, Duke was not there by the door to greet him, and he knew he was gone. He went into the living room to find Duke dead. He knelt by his dog, closed his eyes, and said a prayer. Then he dug a deep hole in the backyard and buried Duke there, along with some bones, his collar, and some of his beloved red balls.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="text parbase section" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 12px; font: inherit; margin-bottom: 1.5em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 1.5em; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;div class="text" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 12px; font: inherit; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 12px; font: inherit; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;Of all the photos Harry took on the Perfect Day, the one he loved the best was of Duke sitting out on the stone ledge in the state park, taking in the sights and smells.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="text parbase section" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 12px; font: inherit; margin-bottom: 1.5em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 1.5em; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;div class="text" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 12px; font: inherit; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 12px; font: inherit; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;Now every morning before he goes to work, he flips open his cellphone and smiles at the picture of Duke, looking for all the world like a king surveying his territory.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="text parbase section" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 12px; font: inherit; margin-bottom: 1.5em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 1.5em; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;div class="text" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 12px; font: inherit; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 12px; font: inherit; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;Harry passed on the idea of the Perfect Day to friends and other dog owners struggling to come to terms with their own pets' failing health. Many have since shared with him the stories of their dog's Perfect Day. It makes him happy to think about Duke's legacy—all those Perfect Days for all those other great dogs leaving our world behind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/35300957-7923476608552710257?l=artowawa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/feeds/7923476608552710257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35300957&amp;postID=7923476608552710257&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/7923476608552710257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/7923476608552710257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/2011/10/on-your-pets-going-home.html' title='On your pets going home'/><author><name>Artowawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313709630906892544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35300957.post-7858871467004654868</id><published>2011-09-08T11:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-08T11:00:13.776+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trials and tribulation'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>How do you treat your own parents?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read &lt;a href="http://thestar.com.my/lifestyle/story.asp?file=/2011/8/28/lifefocus/9369685&amp;amp;sec=lifefocus"&gt;this &lt;/a&gt;and &lt;a href="http://thestar.com.my/lifestyle/story.asp?file=/2011/8/14/lifefocus/9261849&amp;amp;sec=lifefocus"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its just sad that there are people like that in this world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that my parents love me. They provided me with education and the knowledge that I know that I can be independent in this society. For that I will always be grateful. I was born into an era where inequality of the sex are still plentiful. But I know that my parents love us all equally as well as my beloved grandpa (who sadly passed on when I was only 6 years old)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My guess is that those people are too spoiled and self centered and their parents loved them just a bit too much. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Treasure your parents and care for them while they are still with you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35300957-7858871467004654868?l=artowawa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/feeds/7858871467004654868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35300957&amp;postID=7858871467004654868&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/7858871467004654868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/7858871467004654868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/2011/09/how-do-you-treat-your-own-parents-read.html' title=''/><author><name>Artowawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313709630906892544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35300957.post-1035105970069515791</id><published>2011-08-23T22:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-23T22:53:13.245+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beauty time</title><content type='html'>After the Sydney trip, my face was kinda dry at some areas so I have to be very hardworking to continuously use face masks. Actizen is currently my favorite mask. I have mask from skin 79 and melilea as well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/08/23/1512.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/08/23/s_1512.jpg' border='0' width='320' height='320' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am using the melilea mask tonite. Guarantee to keep my skin smooth and supple!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When did you last use any mask? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35300957-1035105970069515791?l=artowawa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/feeds/1035105970069515791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35300957&amp;postID=1035105970069515791&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/1035105970069515791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/1035105970069515791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/2011/08/beauty-time.html' title='Beauty time'/><author><name>Artowawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313709630906892544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35300957.post-6557104064439183099</id><published>2011-07-06T09:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-06T14:53:00.344+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today's look</title><content type='html'>Hmmm after the exam is over, been feeling like myself more and more everyday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/07/05/6574.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/07/05/s_6574.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More energy in morning finally!!!! The first day after the exam was the worst day ever to be back at work. Finally I have more mood to  put in abut if makeup. Just something light to brighten up my tired eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/07/05/6575.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/07/05/s_6575.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And not to mention new shoes!!!! New bling bling heels from Charles and Keith signature collection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slowly gaining a bit of momentum for badminton. The first time that I played, my right was so sore!!!! A sign that my arm is not used to all the hitting of birdies. Oh yeah, speaking of smashing of birdies, I posted that as my status in my fb and someone tot I was really gonna hit real hits. Hehe, I am trying to imagine her horror. Major lol here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35300957-6557104064439183099?l=artowawa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/feeds/6557104064439183099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35300957&amp;postID=6557104064439183099&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/6557104064439183099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/6557104064439183099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/2011/07/today-look.html' title='Today&amp;#39;s look'/><author><name>Artowawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313709630906892544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35300957.post-953641256583760762</id><published>2011-06-11T01:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-11T01:17:38.078+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby Hudu&apos;s Life'/><title type='text'>On getting old and bouncing back and needing lots of luck</title><content type='html'>I am getting old now.......I can really feel all of the 20+ years.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shoulder aching, eyes are also sore, headaches......sigh, I wanna be 18 once again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Been busy lately, yeah yeah yeah same old story, when am I not busy? I guess coz its just that I try to do so many things that I totally do not have the time to do anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am on a 3 week break from work for something that is very important to me. This is even more stressful than working I tell you. Its not easy. Especially for me. So I need all the luck and best wishes in the world. Pray for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Back to the getting old part, I like to divert a lot. I feel so old!!!!! Even though I have not hit my 30s....sad isn't it. Life seems to be passing me by. Coz each day just passes by so freaking fast. It feels like in a blink of an eye. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are so many things to be grateful for and yet there are so many things that I wished that I had skipped. But admittedly, life is not that bad after all. I have made some new friends, gotten re-acquainted with some old friends. Its life when you get to sit down with these friends to drink and eat and just laugh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So yeah, although I am growing old (but still young at heart), I love my life, with all its ups and downs. Its me. I cant choose what I have been given but I can choose to make the best out of what I have been dealt with. I can change my destiny based on the decisions that I make. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can be considered to be a somewhat positive person, although there are times that when I am down and tend to be a tad pessimistic. But hey, life's too short to mull over such things. So I bounce back......sometimes with a somewhat bruised body (and not to mention ego) but hey I am still alive and that is something to be celebrated right? RIGHT!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So once again, wish me luck (coz I need loads of it) and people...be more positive and good things will come your way eh........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35300957-953641256583760762?l=artowawa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/feeds/953641256583760762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35300957&amp;postID=953641256583760762&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/953641256583760762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/953641256583760762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/2011/06/on-getting-old-and-bouncing-back-and.html' title='On getting old and bouncing back and needing lots of luck'/><author><name>Artowawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313709630906892544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35300957.post-1042407629524533745</id><published>2011-05-26T08:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-26T09:12:22.499+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books that I read'/><title type='text'>Lost cities of the world</title><content type='html'>I have always been fascinated by all the myths and mythologies ever since I was young.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I like documentaries about the tombs of famous pharaohs, lost cities, mysteries (yeah call me a nerd)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have a read &lt;a href="http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/43164447/ns/technology_and_science-science?gt1=43001"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; about how technologies verify certain myths about lost cities.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Recalling back to my childhood, I read a lot of books like the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Hardy_Boys"&gt;Hardy boy&lt;/a&gt;s, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Nancy_Drew"&gt;Nancy Drew&lt;/a&gt; and the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Three_Investigators"&gt;Three Investigators&lt;/a&gt;. They had these 3 in 1 books that were sold in Bismi (a book shop which is also selling stationeries) in my hometown Seria. I wonder whether I still have those books or not. There were fun to read. I still remember that there is a hint of romance between Nancy Drew and one of the Hardy boys.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wanted very much to be an investigator back then. It seem so interesting all the things that they do. Well, I wanted to be a lot of things when I was young. I even wanted to be an archaeologists. Coz I wanted to be the one to discover tombs of important people and study their lives. I am curious about everything. I guess this is why I love what I do now. I like to search and analysis and trend and see if there is any unusual exceptions. Its just interesting to me. (I know this can be boring for most people)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My love for mysteries and seeking for an answers continue into my adulthood. I love shows like Bones, Dexter, Lie to me, Mentalist.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35300957-1042407629524533745?l=artowawa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/feeds/1042407629524533745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35300957&amp;postID=1042407629524533745&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/1042407629524533745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/1042407629524533745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/2011/05/lost-cities-of-world.html' title='Lost cities of the world'/><author><name>Artowawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313709630906892544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35300957.post-1083356297126523684</id><published>2011-05-03T08:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-03T08:43:54.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Different look</title><content type='html'>Tied up all my hair today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/05/02/3155.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/05/02/s_3155.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do I look?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soft brown eye shadows with glittery eye liner but the glitter can't be seen here coz my iPhone camera is not that good. (as someone who always remind me that my camera is only 3.2mp)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35300957-1083356297126523684?l=artowawa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/feeds/1083356297126523684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35300957&amp;postID=1083356297126523684&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/1083356297126523684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/1083356297126523684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/2011/05/different-look.html' title='Different look'/><author><name>Artowawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313709630906892544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35300957.post-3881775370530732720</id><published>2011-05-01T23:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-01T23:01:48.935+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogging for the first time using iPad 2</title><content type='html'>So yeah have been enjoying my iPad 2.... Manage to find the screen protector for only B$15.00. but have been trying to find a case that tickles my fancy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally moved everything from my old house, the bad news is that although I had packed the fridge to the best that I could but my msmi told me just now on the phone that the fridge was dented. Heart pain to the max.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mami spent the night in Bandar last night. I miss her already. Brought her for foot spa and she loved it! My dad came to pick her up after he came back from Bandar. I miss them very much now although I spent the whole day with my mami. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a really blur pic of my parents while having dinner just now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='https://picasaweb.google.com/117641299378582152054/Artowawa?authkey=Gv1sRgCLHYlMCah9me_AE#5601763094252150674'&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_e482TfFG2c0/Tb112tTK35I/AAAAAAAABZw/Tk7NOV3ZhDw/s288/0.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad is like nearly blended into the dark background as he started fishing and thus his skin is very tanned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had stayed in Bandar for more than 4 years now, going back occasionally during the odd weekend or so. I miss home.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Posted using BlogPress from my iPad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35300957-3881775370530732720?l=artowawa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/feeds/3881775370530732720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35300957&amp;postID=3881775370530732720&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/3881775370530732720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/3881775370530732720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/2011/05/blogging-for-first-time-using-ipad-2.html' title='Blogging for the first time using iPad 2'/><author><name>Artowawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313709630906892544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_e482TfFG2c0/Tb112tTK35I/AAAAAAAABZw/Tk7NOV3ZhDw/s72-c/0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35300957.post-2838032807164130654</id><published>2011-04-29T16:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-29T16:51:58.596+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gadgets'/><title type='text'>Good news from Bi</title><content type='html'>Bi called me at 11:40am this morning and told me &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"I have got good news for you.....guess what?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me:  "You suddenly got a lot of money?" (yaya, I am materialistic)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bi: "No, its regarding something that you keep nagging me last night one"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: "Huh? Coach Bags?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bi: "Noooo.....guess again, you just told me last night one."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: *thinking very hard........* "Erm diamond rings?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bi: "NOOOOOOO, Ipad 2. You just nagged me last night saying that you want one. My bro is queuing at AV there liaw. Its only B$600+ nia"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: "Ohhhhh.....Yeah Ipad 2 and I want the white colour one ah"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I have a new toy to play with tonight after all these packing! YIPEE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can hardly wait!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35300957-2838032807164130654?l=artowawa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/feeds/2838032807164130654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35300957&amp;postID=2838032807164130654&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/2838032807164130654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/2838032807164130654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/2011/04/good-news-from-bi.html' title='Good news from Bi'/><author><name>Artowawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313709630906892544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35300957.post-5573862581311519140</id><published>2011-04-27T00:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-27T00:29:11.612+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally and then lost again</title><content type='html'>Finally got my ring back from the Jeweler!!!! Courtesy of Mr Kelvin. Thanks for helping me to collect my ring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/04/26/1347.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/04/26/s_1347.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/04/26/1348.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/04/26/s_1348.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See how shiny it was? They plated white gold at the bottom of the ring coz it was turning a bit yellow from constant wear (for nearly 4 years liaw)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But sadly, another small diamond has gone missing!!!!!! YIKES! And SIGH!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it's back to the jeweler. I miss it already. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35300957-5573862581311519140?l=artowawa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/feeds/5573862581311519140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35300957&amp;postID=5573862581311519140&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/5573862581311519140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/5573862581311519140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/2011/04/finally-and-then-lost-again.html' title='Finally and then lost again'/><author><name>Artowawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313709630906892544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35300957.post-6794281374478511610</id><published>2011-04-24T01:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-24T01:03:10.138+08:00</updated><title type='text'>With makeup and without makeup</title><content type='html'>Had a good time with colleagues at DST 16th annual dinner tonite. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual makeup at De'most saloon with makeup artist Moreen. She has not disappoint me yet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/04/23/1911.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/04/23/s_1911.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hair was supposed to be curly but oh well the perils of having fine and too straight of a hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is me with all makeup removed! I dun think that I look half bad without makeup except for that reddish cheeks and dark under eyes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/04/23/1914.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/04/23/s_1914.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35300957-6794281374478511610?l=artowawa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/feeds/6794281374478511610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35300957&amp;postID=6794281374478511610&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/6794281374478511610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/6794281374478511610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/2011/04/with-makeup-and-without-makeup.html' title='With makeup and without makeup'/><author><name>Artowawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313709630906892544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35300957.post-9157095195660845514</id><published>2011-04-11T17:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T17:57:20.656+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bags'/><title type='text'>I'm in love...(yes again)</title><content type='html'>&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;I just came across this bag on the net one fine day..... and I am in love&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now isn't that gorgeous. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7Ht8AHAJPU0/TaLPCTpg7VI/AAAAAAAABY4/eEDrsWscbWQ/s320/RR1300_QI9_F010F-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594261325688663378" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This looks good as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Mpm-k8T9wxY/TaLP9-F78rI/AAAAAAAABZA/ihFliZv84k4/s320/RT0469_ZRE_F0314-1.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594262350694445746" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These bags are from Miu Miu......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Miu Miu here I come...please wait for me for at least 3 days&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/35300957-9157095195660845514?l=artowawa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/feeds/9157095195660845514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35300957&amp;postID=9157095195660845514&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/9157095195660845514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/9157095195660845514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/2011/04/im-in-loveyes-again.html' title='I&apos;m in love...(yes again)'/><author><name>Artowawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313709630906892544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7Ht8AHAJPU0/TaLPCTpg7VI/AAAAAAAABY4/eEDrsWscbWQ/s72-c/RR1300_QI9_F010F-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35300957.post-8769312059941875279</id><published>2011-03-31T19:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-31T19:30:21.235+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30-day challenge'/><title type='text'>30 day Challenge</title><content type='html'>I was reading a blog and came across this challenge where you have to post 1 photo a day and each photo must represent a meaning as listed below.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm pretty bored these days so why not? But I'll start tomorrow as tomorrow is a F R I D A Y!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The challenge is as below!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;So, the rule is to post one photo a day for 30 days and each day the photo must represent a meaning as listed below:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;1. A picture of yourself with 10 facts&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 picture of you and the person you have been closest with the longest&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;3. A picture of the cast from your favorite show&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;4. A picture of your favorite night&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;5. A picture of your favorite memory&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;6. A picture of a person you'd love to trade places with for a day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;7. A picture of your most treasured item&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;8. A picture that makes you laugh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;9. A picture of the person who has gotten you through the most&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;10. A picture of the person you do the most ****** up things with&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;11. A picture of something you hate&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;12. A picture of something you love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;13. A picture of your favorite band or artist&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;14. A picture of someone you could never imagine your life without&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;15. A picture of something you want to do before you die&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;16. A picture of someone who inspires you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;17. A picture of something that has made a huge impact on your life recently&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;18. A picture of your biggest insecurity&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;19. A picture and a letter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;20. A picture of somewhere you'd love to travel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;21. A picture of something you wish you could forget&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;22. A picture of something you wish you were better at&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;23. A picture of your favorite book&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;24. A picture of something you wish you could change&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;25. A picture of your favorite day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;26. A picture of something that means a lot to you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;27. A picture of yourself and a family member&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;28. A picture of something you're afraid of&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;29. A picture that can always make you smile&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;30. A picture of someone you miss&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&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/35300957-8769312059941875279?l=artowawa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/feeds/8769312059941875279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35300957&amp;postID=8769312059941875279&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/8769312059941875279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/8769312059941875279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/2011/03/30-day-challenge.html' title='30 day Challenge'/><author><name>Artowawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313709630906892544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35300957.post-6115789179985839037</id><published>2011-03-21T12:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-21T12:19:14.551+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CPA'/><title type='text'>Next step in life</title><content type='html'>I just got my big big cert last week from my dearest cooperation CPA.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Please refer to me by the correct titles from now on, which is Jennifer Yen CPA (Aust)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Muahahaha......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel extremely bored right now at this stage of my life. I need something to work towards to. But alas, I wont be able to fulfill my dreams as of now. Hopefully, with fingers crossed, I will be able to start next year.&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/35300957-6115789179985839037?l=artowawa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/feeds/6115789179985839037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35300957&amp;postID=6115789179985839037&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/6115789179985839037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/6115789179985839037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/2011/03/next-step-in-life.html' title='Next step in life'/><author><name>Artowawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313709630906892544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35300957.post-308916253152980912</id><published>2011-03-09T03:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-09T03:43:51.951+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Musings in my head</title><content type='html'>I have no idea how to put these thoughts in my head into words. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever felt like you wanted, no....not wanted but needed to save you from something or someone. But truth be told, there is no one to rescue you. No matter how you fantasize about it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the thing, why would you feel that you needed to be rescued? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all need someone that we can rely on right? But what if there is no one that you cab rely on? Because in the end you will be alone lying in the coffin. Sad but true. Who would remember you? Who would miss you? Issit better to be alone? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it a crime to be overweight? Why is everything judged based on looks. If I am ugly, does that mean that life should just pass me' by? Or maybe it did? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why does something gets you while other things dun?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are some of us really so blind that they are totally oblivious to other things? Why do we still want to travel on that road when we already know that road is a dead end. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why does some people do wrong things when they know it is wrong in the first place. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have always like quotes. No idea where this came from but it goes a little like 'doing the wrong things the right way and doing the right things the wrong way'. It just popped into my head. Do I even know what it means?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to a training session in report writing recently and while he was doing a profiling on us, I was the chameleon. Meaning that I can be many things to different people. Interesting eh? But in a bad way, I'm out to please everyone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's late now gotta catch some zzzzzs now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35300957-308916253152980912?l=artowawa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/feeds/308916253152980912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35300957&amp;postID=308916253152980912&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/308916253152980912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/308916253152980912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/2011/03/musings-in-my-head.html' title='Musings in my head'/><author><name>Artowawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313709630906892544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35300957.post-6640848642707909090</id><published>2011-02-27T14:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-27T14:00:17.909+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Loneliness</title><content type='html'>Sometimes you can be surrounded by people and yet you'll still feel lonely. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35300957-6640848642707909090?l=artowawa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/feeds/6640848642707909090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35300957&amp;postID=6640848642707909090&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/6640848642707909090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/6640848642707909090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/2011/02/loneliness.html' title='Loneliness'/><author><name>Artowawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313709630906892544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35300957.post-78763315244339668</id><published>2011-01-31T15:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-31T15:19:02.161+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trials and tribulation'/><title type='text'>Days gone by</title><content type='html'>Some days are good, some days are not so good and then there are those that are down right bad.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today can be categorized as down right bad I guess. No amount of positiveness can bring it up to a not so good day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35300957-78763315244339668?l=artowawa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/feeds/78763315244339668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35300957&amp;postID=78763315244339668&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/78763315244339668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/78763315244339668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/2011/01/days-gone-by.html' title='Days gone by'/><author><name>Artowawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313709630906892544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35300957.post-7954528178636709340</id><published>2011-01-26T16:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-26T16:28:19.264+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bibi neh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby Hudu&apos;s Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rants'/><title type='text'>ABUSERS!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Some people are mean and then there are some people who are just plain evil.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think these 2 people are downright evil.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just look at the &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XWRtZM2fbAc"&gt;video&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How can anyone do such things to a small defenseless dog? And now they have a new 'victim'. These dogs have a big capacity to love. They have nothing but unconditional love for their owners. Why do these 2 heartless people treat their dogs that way?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I cannot finish watching the video. Tears are already forming in my eyes within the first minute. They are dogs, they are meant to walk on four legs. If God had wanted them to stand on their hind legs, he would have given them 2 legs instead. But I guess that the owners are not only lacking their hearts but their brain as well since I don't think that they have any ability to think.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I read this story &lt;a href="http://hubpages.com/hub/STOP-THESE-DOG-ABUSERS"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. Help to sign the petition!!!! Prevent animal cruelty!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35300957-7954528178636709340?l=artowawa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/feeds/7954528178636709340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35300957&amp;postID=7954528178636709340&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/7954528178636709340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/7954528178636709340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/2011/01/abusers.html' title='ABUSERS!!!!!!'/><author><name>Artowawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313709630906892544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35300957.post-5524507177847741758</id><published>2011-01-17T09:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-17T10:52:32.912+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CPA'/><title type='text'>Time to move on</title><content type='html'>Back logged!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I received this email 4 days ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An extract from the long winded email....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Len Yee,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Congratulations, our records indicate that you have now completed both  the education and practical experience components of the CPA Program.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;By satisfying the requirements of the CPA Program and by holding an  award recognised by CPA Australia, we are delighted to inform you that  you have advanced to CPA status!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;HA!!!!! Like finally??! Actually, I just submitted In Dec 2010. The people there were quite efficient. Their website said that it will roughly take around 20 days to process but they got back to me within 2 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now I have a title already.......Jennifer Yen Len Yee, CPA......hahaha. Time to change namecards!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&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/35300957-5524507177847741758?l=artowawa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/feeds/5524507177847741758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35300957&amp;postID=5524507177847741758&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/5524507177847741758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/5524507177847741758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/2011/01/time-to-move-on.html' title='Time to move on'/><author><name>Artowawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313709630906892544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35300957.post-5315163088659710510</id><published>2011-01-11T16:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-11T16:59:18.039+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Light Stuff'/><title type='text'>Ah Lian and Ah Beng</title><content type='html'>ok...&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ah_Lian"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ah_Beng"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; is hilarious!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously....all this while, I thought that ah lian means something like gangster wannabe. (well I was partly right)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone sometimes call me ah lian coz of my bright hair colour. Hmmmm, now I think I resent that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost LOL in the office while reading this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I did not straighten my hair, its always been this straight. Believe it or not...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35300957-5315163088659710510?l=artowawa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/feeds/5315163088659710510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35300957&amp;postID=5315163088659710510&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/5315163088659710510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/5315163088659710510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/2011/01/ah-lian-and-ah-beng.html' title='Ah Lian and Ah Beng'/><author><name>Artowawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313709630906892544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35300957.post-2823345762851678382</id><published>2011-01-07T16:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-07T16:09:40.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Renovations</title><content type='html'>We are moving in next Teusday, which is on the 11th. Its been like over a year already. At first I wasn't in the mood already. Like as if all the excitement is over already. (well it's been over a year)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now that the date is creeping around the corner, the excitement and the anxiety is here once again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a quick update on the progress. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/11/01/07/28.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/11/01/07/s_28.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The almost done table, with the shelves nowhere in sight. Sigh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/11/01/07/29.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/11/01/07/s_29.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My almost done bay window seats.I am absolutely drooling over when I can just lie there and read. With those glorious natural lighting. One of my childhood dream is finally materializing! Imagine when the weather is rainy, I'll just lie there and look at the rain falling down. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/11/01/07/30.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/11/01/07/s_30.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our almost done bed. Look at the left side, the gap betwwen the bed and the window is very very extremely unsightly. So asked the furniture guy to custom build another open concept and simple shelf there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our sealy mattress should be delivered tomorrow afternoon. The furniture guy promised us that everything will be done tomorrow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait till I lie on my Sealy mattress. We got a very good deal on the mattress. After deliberating over whether to choose memory foam or latex, we finally made the decision. Latex it is!!!!!! Since later is less likely to cause allergic reactions and less likely to sag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to online reviews, Sealy is the mattress brand with the least customer complaints. The spring air mattress that I really liked is way too overpriced at B$2,900.00 The Sealy Summit with zoned latex is only B$2,100.00 for the King size. (yeah King size coz Bi and me are big sized :p) Went to tried it out with Bi the other day and the feeling was very nice. Just the right amount of support but yet still soft enough. Ahhhh, my bit of heaven. The only thing that I am now worried about is that it's already hard enough to get out of bed now, can't imagine how much harder it's gonna be in the future. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/11/01/07/31.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/11/01/07/s_31.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just love the way how my bay windows look from the outside of the house. On a side note, I love this photo coz of the weather. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35300957-2823345762851678382?l=artowawa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/feeds/2823345762851678382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35300957&amp;postID=2823345762851678382&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/2823345762851678382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/2823345762851678382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/2011/01/renovations.html' title='Renovations'/><author><name>Artowawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313709630906892544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35300957.post-7494977075555702904</id><published>2011-01-07T15:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-07T15:46:20.161+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='small talks'/><title type='text'>Teenage angst</title><content type='html'>I am glad that I am no longer a teenager....with all the angst and drama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how did I ever get over all that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It must be so tiring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything seems to be blown out of proportion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I blame all these on those Hollywood movies where romance seem so perfect. Where there is always happily ever after.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35300957-7494977075555702904?l=artowawa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/feeds/7494977075555702904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35300957&amp;postID=7494977075555702904&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/7494977075555702904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/7494977075555702904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/2011/01/teenage-angst.html' title='Teenage angst'/><author><name>Artowawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313709630906892544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35300957.post-4342132284592025577</id><published>2011-01-07T11:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-07T11:17:14.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My skin condition lately</title><content type='html'>Loving how my skin condition are these days. Is there such thing as good skin day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/11/01/06/3753.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/11/01/06/s_3753.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taken today!!! Loving my colourful scarf as well! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/11/01/06/3754.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/11/01/06/s_3754.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have to get a hair cut soon co I haven trim my hair even once for over a year now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/11/01/06/3755.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/11/01/06/s_3755.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was taken last Friday I think.  No makeup as well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/11/01/06/3756.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/11/01/06/s_3756.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With my new found gel liner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/11/01/06/3757.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/11/01/06/s_3757.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out and about in a Sunday! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/11/01/06/3758.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/11/01/06/s_3758.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night time at Bi's new house. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/11/01/06/3759.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/11/01/06/s_3759.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Practicing!!!! Haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/11/01/06/3760.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/11/01/06/s_3760.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Post KL glow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/11/01/06/3761.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/11/01/06/s_3761.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A hat I got from KL but no chance to wear it yet in Brunei coz it's so got these days. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/11/01/06/3762.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/11/01/06/s_3762.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another hat from KL. This is good coz it sheild my face from the sun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yaya, I know that I am very vain. Haha. But can't help it coz my skin is in top notch condition these days (touch wood!!!!!!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35300957-4342132284592025577?l=artowawa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/feeds/4342132284592025577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35300957&amp;postID=4342132284592025577&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/4342132284592025577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/4342132284592025577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/2011/01/my-skin-condition-lately.html' title='My skin condition lately'/><author><name>Artowawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313709630906892544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35300957.post-1328539238493683180</id><published>2011-01-07T10:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-07T10:54:59.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Looong weekend</title><content type='html'>Selamat Hari Raya to all my Muslim friends and colleagues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bi and me were on holiday from Fri till Mon. Just came back to work today but technically it's only half day work coz we attended the raya celebrations thus morning at the sports hall. (hopefully they will take down everything in time for badminton tomolo) feeling so lazy after 4 days of literally doing nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bibineh's hair is looking better liaw. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/11/01/06/3699.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/11/01/06/s_3699.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bibineh is soooooo cute. He is always looking for me. Always running here and there just wanting to be with me. I love bibineh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Miri last Sunday. Such a tiring trip. Dunno whether issit due to me being older or what but I can no longer shop like I used to. In addition, I was wearing flats that day. Gosh! Once I could have worn heels and walk around in them for like the whole day and I dun even feel tired at ALL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought 3 baju kurongs from Miri. The price is very reasonable! I wore the blue one to the function today expecting a lot of ppl to wear blue theme kurongs but boy was I wrong. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/11/01/06/3700.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/11/01/06/s_3700.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/11/01/06/3703.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/11/01/06/s_3703.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks like a storm is brewing doesn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35300957-1328539238493683180?l=artowawa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/feeds/1328539238493683180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35300957&amp;postID=1328539238493683180&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/1328539238493683180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/1328539238493683180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/2011/01/looong-weekend.html' title='Looong weekend'/><author><name>Artowawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313709630906892544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35300957.post-8438752593003359569</id><published>2011-01-07T10:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-07T10:46:29.742+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Short official trip to KL</title><content type='html'>Was away last week for the fraud conference in KL. Met alot of people from different telcos and they shared their experiences with fraud. Some frauds were very elaborate and simply mind boggling. While others are pretty straight forward. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One bad thing about the conference is that it started on a public holiday!!!! Sigh..... But other than that it was all good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been quite some time since I last went to KL. I think the previous trip was also an official one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Touched down in KLIA around 6pm and there was a looooonngggggg (for extra emphais) queue at the immigration. And the train is on maintenance. I had to walk a loooonnnggg way just to catch the shuttle bus to the other building. What's worse???? I was in high heels. Blame the bimbo in me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well at least by the time we were done with immigration, our luggage were already lying around the floor. Fortunately nothin happened to our luggage. With everything done, we were on our way to our hotel. I stayed in Piccolo Hotel. the same hotel that I stated in in 2008. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrived at the hotel around 7pm plus. Informed TL that I would take a quick shower and then we can go for dinner as I was famished. But...... Before showering I just had to take some pics. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/11/01/06/3658.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/11/01/06/s_3658.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loves the light behind the bed. The room is just I remembered. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/11/01/06/3659.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/11/01/06/s_3659.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/11/01/06/3660.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/11/01/06/s_3660.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was the wash basin with the shower and toilet behind. Prolly not a good idea if you are planning to stay here with friends. Haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/11/01/06/3661.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/11/01/06/s_3661.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kick ass full length mirror for the wardrobe. Luckily for Bi's new house I had designed a full length mirror for one of the sliding wardrobe doors. Smart le me??? Actually I got the idea from this hotel one la. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When TL came over, we went hunting for food. It was good meeting TL again. Bi was very worried about mr being alone and everything. He (TL not Bi) brought me to somewhere near Jalan Alor (famous for hawker food, for which TL added tourist trap)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a tough time choosing the food that we want. I really wanted to try the Portuguese plate throwing roast pig something something. But it's only the 2 of us. So we decided on Indian food. I love all the restaurants in KL. So swanky!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ordered a cocktail. It's was yummilicious!!!!!! While TL ordered his hoegarden. (I can't stand beers!!!! It's so bitter!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's me looking very pleased with my cocktail. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/11/01/06/3662.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/11/01/06/s_3662.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Please blame the photographer for this dark and blurry photo and not my iPhone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/11/01/06/3663.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/11/01/06/s_3663.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A pic of my blue cocktail. I know it looked green but it's blue. Dun trust TL who argued that my drink is green. Even the name is blue something something one. How can be green le? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is TL the man himself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/11/01/06/3664.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/11/01/06/s_3664.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I took a better photo of him than he of me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The indian food is a bit different than the ones in Brunei. The fish was GOOD!!!! Chicken was quite good. But the aloo gobi is very very different from the one in Le Taj. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt that the things are really very very expensive in KL these days. All the items that I like were like rm 300 onwards. Gosh! How to buy like that? So I bought alot of shoes! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is just 1 pair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/11/01/06/3665.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/11/01/06/s_3665.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me that u dun think that it's absolutely gorgeous!!!!!!!! It's 5 inches by the way. Yeah am getting old, my feet do ache now. But what is the pain compare to such gorgeous shoes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Lun was very nice. No wait he was extremely nice for my entire trip. He practically paid for each and every meal (cept for breakfast n lunch since this is provided by the organizer of the conference) He also paid for the movie tickets (watched warrior's way and due date, yeah KL is boring when u have to work the next day) But he reminded me that I had to do the same for him when and if he comes to Brunei. No problem at all Lun!!! (since its gonna be n years when he comes back for a visit)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also bought a tint blush from Shueumura and a gel liner from Bobbi Brown. I love the tint blush!!!! It like my current love as of now. And the gel liner is really as good as those peeps recommended. It stayed on for the whole day! Even after I played badminton. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/11/01/06/3666.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/11/01/06/s_3666.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/11/01/06/3667.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/11/01/06/s_3667.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The brush from Bobbi Brown is soooo good!!!! For a noob like me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While browsing through the bookstore ( I think it's call the Times or something like that) I saw this book!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/11/01/06/3669.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/11/01/06/s_3669.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmpf! We are not allowed to remove the exam papers from the examination hall. I guess that they wanna further earn our money! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's Lun with his eyes wide open. I think he looks rather good under my guidance to taking a good picture. Haha!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/11/01/06/3670.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/11/01/06/s_3670.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before we went to the bookstore, we were sitting across the store eating Baskin Robbins!!!!! With waffles some more. Ahhhhh it's sin food I tell you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/11/01/06/3671.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/11/01/06/s_3671.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;World class chocolate and pistachio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/11/01/06/3673.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/11/01/06/s_3673.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Testing out the tint blush and the gel liner! Hehe. The blush gives a really very natural glow to your skin. Even Lun complimented me that my skin is a lot better than the girls he sees in KL. Muahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/11/01/06/3674.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/11/01/06/s_3674.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The gift for Bi! Which I had to lugged around Pavillion and hand carry it some more since it won't fit into my luggage. Opps sorry, which Lun carried around Pavillion. Coz I was acting like my shopping was really heavy and everything. (not really an act anyway. It was heavy but nothing that I couldn't manage) Dun tell Lun this though. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I din take a lot of photos coz I was too lazy to bring my camera. So all pics were taken by iPhone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That being said Lun's phone broke while I was there. (I swear that it has nothing to do with me whatsoever!) so he is getting an iPhone! iPhone 4 that is. Bit it was out of stock from Digi center, I think he has to wait for a few days. Kesian.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, that's all I think. This post has been sitting as draft for quite some time. So just wanna get it posted. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An end to my official KL trip! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Lun for ur much appreciated hospitality! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35300957-8438752593003359569?l=artowawa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/feeds/8438752593003359569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35300957&amp;postID=8438752593003359569&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/8438752593003359569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/8438752593003359569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/2011/01/short-official-trip-to-kl.html' title='Short official trip to KL'/><author><name>Artowawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313709630906892544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35300957.post-6896348917928787246</id><published>2010-12-10T14:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-10T14:51:57.704+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Makeups'/><title type='text'>Cheery Blush Tint</title><content type='html'>Back from the Telco Fraud conference!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was such a tiring trip. I did not bring my camera this time as I find it very heavy.....hehe.....I'm just plain lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my best buy from KL is the cherry blush tint from Shu uemura.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/TQHMAqGDNQI/AAAAAAAABYE/B7C1zcbkATc/s1600/miracle_cherry_blush_tint.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 269px; height: 187px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/TQHMAqGDNQI/AAAAAAAABYE/B7C1zcbkATc/s320/miracle_cherry_blush_tint.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548940527568893186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I seldom use any blush as my cheeks are almost always flushed. And when the saleslady introduced this to me, I was somewhat doubtful of this. Coz she swabbed too must onto my hand making it quite.....errr, flushed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when I used it the next morning, I applied it sparingly. The results are wonderful. It gave me the healthy natural pinkish glow that a lot of people wanted to achieve (but failed miserably coz its either too light or too dark)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its not oily at all as well. I applied it after my sunblock and then apply a light layer of loose powder (also from Shu eumura). The result? A natural glow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even my guy friend commented on my healthy glow! By the way, its a huge compliment coming from him especially him as he is kinda clueless on that kind of thing. I have a pic of me using the tint blush but its in my iphone and I don't have my laptop with me now so I cant sync it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheery blush tint from Shu uemura........my current love!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35300957-6896348917928787246?l=artowawa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/feeds/6896348917928787246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35300957&amp;postID=6896348917928787246&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/6896348917928787246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/6896348917928787246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/2010/12/cheery-blush-tint.html' title='Cheery Blush Tint'/><author><name>Artowawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313709630906892544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/TQHMAqGDNQI/AAAAAAAABYE/B7C1zcbkATc/s72-c/miracle_cherry_blush_tint.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35300957.post-2745486273183477878</id><published>2010-11-24T11:35:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-24T11:55:46.657+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Home Improvement'/><title type='text'>A bay window seat of my own!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ever since I was a little girl, which frankly is n-number of years ago, I had always wanted a window seat. Imagine a place to call my own. A place where you can read with just the right amount of natural light. A place where no one can intrude. A little slice of my own paradise, to do whatever I wanna do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are many designs to choose from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/TOyKGfowu2I/AAAAAAAABXc/fha478vWPts/s1600/country%2Bstyle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/TOyKGfowu2I/AAAAAAAABXc/fha478vWPts/s320/country%2Bstyle.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542957085562551138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like this purplish design. I think this colour scheme will go nicely along with the gray and beige of the current theme. But I don't think that the drawers are practical as you cant store many things in the small compartments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/TOyKTwjwwCI/AAAAAAAABXs/BDxO8G0o8yM/s1600/simple_sweet.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 252px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/TOyKTwjwwCI/AAAAAAAABXs/BDxO8G0o8yM/s320/simple_sweet.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542957313443282978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This is so sweet and simple. White and red plus some floral. The lace also goes nicely along with the bay window. My curtains are somewhat very simple. Just cream and gray roman blinds. I cant remember how the lace looks like though (the curtains were ready over a year ago!) The organza at the window gives it a very soft and dreamy kinda feeling.&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/_e482TfFG2c0/TOyKOSl_99I/AAAAAAAABXk/jZxkcK8ejDc/s1600/no%2Bdrawers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 282px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/TOyKOSl_99I/AAAAAAAABXk/jZxkcK8ejDc/s320/no%2Bdrawers.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542957219500259282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is also a very simple one but it looks a bit cluttered as there are no enclosure for the baskets below the seats. So whatever knick knacks you store there are wide open! Love the roman blinds though.&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/_e482TfFG2c0/TOyK4RJvVDI/AAAAAAAABX0/1RoG52TXD0w/s1600/warm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 252px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/TOyK4RJvVDI/AAAAAAAABX0/1RoG52TXD0w/s320/warm.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542957940667798578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Out of all the pictures that I had seen,, I like this the most. Why? Coz it seems so warm and inviting. But I still don't like the drawers. Not practical. Imagine coming home from a stressful day.......when you see this window seat.......it's just so calming and warm and I feel as if all my problems are melting away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/TOyLghV8xjI/AAAAAAAABX8/2j-XZxvSv4Q/s1600/window-seat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/TOyLghV8xjI/AAAAAAAABX8/2j-XZxvSv4Q/s320/window-seat.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542958632208746034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love the small bolsters! I am getting 2 of those small and cute bolsters!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally!!!! I am getting a window seat of my own and no Bi you cannot sit in it. Its MINE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll take a picture of the balcony now and when everything is complete, will take another picture. Where is this window seat gonna be located? Its gonna be at the balcony. Am gonna enclose the balcony with aluminum and glass and custom built the window seat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait to see the finished product!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35300957-2745486273183477878?l=artowawa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/feeds/2745486273183477878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35300957&amp;postID=2745486273183477878&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/2745486273183477878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/2745486273183477878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/2010/11/bay-window-seat-of-my-own.html' title='A bay window seat of my own!'/><author><name>Artowawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313709630906892544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/TOyKGfowu2I/AAAAAAAABXc/fha478vWPts/s72-c/country%2Bstyle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35300957.post-1632276747946846790</id><published>2010-11-16T10:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T11:15:38.070+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Investments'/><title type='text'>After 2 years</title><content type='html'>Finally after 2 years, I have decided to uplift my AUD FD from SCB and also cancel my plat CC from SCB. Am moving on to a better deal. Feel a bit sad coz I have been a loyal customer of SCB ever since I started work and that was way back in 2005. Hahaha, I know someone is gonna laugh at me and say the bank is earning my money, why should I be sad right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going after the plat CC from Baiduri. Deposit a minimum of B$5k, you can get a plat CC as well as 5 years fee waiver. The FD can only be uplifted after 5 years with a total of 12% interest (2.4% p.a) I think this is not bad a deal although the interest rate is not as high as the AUD FD but think of the CC charges that you are saving for the whole 5 years are quite high already. I asked the Baiduri staff on the annual fees for a plat CC, its $280 p.a. Multiply by 5 years, you are saving at least $1400 already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's hope that this is the right choice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35300957-1632276747946846790?l=artowawa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/feeds/1632276747946846790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35300957&amp;postID=1632276747946846790&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/1632276747946846790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/1632276747946846790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/2010/11/after-2-years.html' title='After 2 years'/><author><name>Artowawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313709630906892544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35300957.post-8164610606786176643</id><published>2010-11-15T09:02:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-15T12:13:08.245+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Makeups'/><title type='text'>My face only</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/TOCwfYXNuQI/AAAAAAAABXU/gLmycgkCzd8/s1600/purple.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I know almost all girls love makeup. Including me. Its not so much the makeup that they love but more like how they feel about themselves after seeing themselves with makeup. With the right makeup, one can look and feel like a million dollars. At least that is how I feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is me without makeup. Just my sunblock and a light layer of loose powder as I dun like the stickiness of the sunblock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/TOCIAhtuvAI/AAAAAAAABWc/6hnp9Xz5jP4/s1600/DSC01600.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 180px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/TOCIAhtuvAI/AAAAAAAABWc/6hnp9Xz5jP4/s320/DSC01600.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539577084297264130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then this is the latest made up look for Joe &amp;amp; Judith's wedding. I look very different eh? Eyes are bigger and my nose bridge are more defined. Eye brows are the same though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/TOCIQYPcZhI/AAAAAAAABWk/3iK1bsqw8Xs/s1600/DSC01641.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 180px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/TOCIQYPcZhI/AAAAAAAABWk/3iK1bsqw8Xs/s320/DSC01641.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539577356632221202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is me at another friend's wedding sometime in October.&lt;br /&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/_e482TfFG2c0/TOCWXZUJIHI/AAAAAAAABWs/YgWjd9OPfI0/s1600/DSC01567.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 180px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/TOCWXZUJIHI/AAAAAAAABWs/YgWjd9OPfI0/s320/DSC01567.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539592870342238322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Do you like the above makeup? It's done by Maureen Phua from De'most Saloon in Kiulap. Its just above KFC. You can make an appointment by calling &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2230778&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. I have been going to her since my first annual dinner in DST.....which was about 4 years ago. Gosh time flies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More pictures of me without makeup below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/TOCXzUpR5cI/AAAAAAAABW0/Q_UQ7NfU7KI/s1600/no%2Bmakeup.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/TOCXzUpR5cI/AAAAAAAABW0/Q_UQ7NfU7KI/s320/no%2Bmakeup.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539594449636681154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/TOCYIw4MR9I/AAAAAAAABW8/tuIwf-VtV7E/s1600/DSC01609.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 180px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/TOCYIw4MR9I/AAAAAAAABW8/tuIwf-VtV7E/s320/DSC01609.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539594817992673234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me with makeup. Not professionally done. It's makeup by myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/TOCkBUqBgGI/AAAAAAAABXE/h-i80YY8dAQ/s1600/blue.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/TOCkBUqBgGI/AAAAAAAABXE/h-i80YY8dAQ/s320/blue.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539607884297502818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/TOCv6VtjsOI/AAAAAAAABXM/yWHUCkXupzI/s1600/IMG_2759.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/TOCv6VtjsOI/AAAAAAAABXM/yWHUCkXupzI/s320/IMG_2759.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539620958461210850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/TOCwfYXNuQI/AAAAAAAABXU/gLmycgkCzd8/s1600/purple.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/TOCwfYXNuQI/AAAAAAAABXU/gLmycgkCzd8/s320/purple.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539621594827962626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll see if I have the time to show cast all my different eye shadows which are a mixture from Melilea range, faceshop, Christian Dior and Shu emura.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35300957-8164610606786176643?l=artowawa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/feeds/8164610606786176643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35300957&amp;postID=8164610606786176643&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/8164610606786176643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/8164610606786176643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/2010/11/my-face-only.html' title='My face only'/><author><name>Artowawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313709630906892544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/TOCIAhtuvAI/AAAAAAAABWc/6hnp9Xz5jP4/s72-c/DSC01600.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35300957.post-1633221353181498779</id><published>2010-11-10T09:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-10T10:02:57.855+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby Hudu&apos;s Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Badminton'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rants'/><title type='text'>A rather eye opening Sunday</title><content type='html'>I went out on an outing with a few of not my friends. Why I call them not my friends? Coz they are not my friends lo. They are friends with someone I am friends with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was such a nice Sunday. We were supposed to have lunch n watch a movie together. There are 4 girls and 4 guys including me and Bi. Basically, with the exception of another girl who made polite conversations with me, the other 2 totally ignored me. (I mean &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TOTALLY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, caps, larger font and bold for emphasis) So yeah, was feeling quite left out at that stage. But they were really mean. They left to go shopping without asking me whether I wanna go or not. BF had the cheek to ask me how come I din follow them shopping since I love shopping. (Hey come on, I am not a puppy who has to follow them at their heels) TSK TSK....no courtesy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soooo....anyway, the movie supposedly starts at 3:00pm and we are to collect the tickets half an hour before the movie starts. Surprisingly, those girls did not want to go collect the tickets although they are already in the mall. Their reason is that they have not finish shopping yet......as if the shoes or whatever they are looking at will fly away or suddenly finish stock. So we at the restaurant has to rush there to get the tickets. After rushing the payments and queuing (luckily the queue is quite short), someone booked the wrong time for the movie! Instead of 3pm, they booked the 5pm one...... WOAW!!!!!! Imagine my disgust and anger of whoever is so stupid as to book the wrong time? I am already being ignored and NO movie to watch?????? (Volcano is erupting already)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Continue with the story, so we met up with those 3 girls. Then the whole gang went to look for games, then those 3 girls wanted to go to some shops, my friend asked them how come they did not ask me to go along with them? I dunno which girl, did not bother to turn back to them as I was walking to the toilet said loudly "DID SHE  (meaning me) SAY SHE WANNA GO MEH?" And asked me (in a rather loud voice might I add) "JENNIFER YOU WANNA GO WITH US MEH?" If its you in this case, will you still go along with them? Like they did not ignored you and did not just asked you in a rather rude voice? Of course not!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my Sunday was totally ruined Mood was ruined.....a Sunday gone.....arghhhh! I have so much pent up energy on the following Monday that I played badminton till like 9pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another comment from a person really hurt me on Sunday. Not gonna mention who or what that person said. But it really hurts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesson # 1: Do not ever make the stupid mistake of going out with those people under any circumstances&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesson # 2: Do not ever try to spend your pent up energy in such a manner as I am still hurting from my badminton session on Monday (and today is Wednesday already)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh....I forgot to write something..... I hope it rains this Sunday......heavily at that. Thank you very much. And how was your Sunday?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35300957-1633221353181498779?l=artowawa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/feeds/1633221353181498779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35300957&amp;postID=1633221353181498779&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/1633221353181498779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/1633221353181498779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/2010/11/rather-eye-opening-sunday.html' title='A rather eye opening Sunday'/><author><name>Artowawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313709630906892544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35300957.post-6290955812898724318</id><published>2010-11-09T16:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-07T10:53:09.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Encounters of the 3rd kind</title><content type='html'>Have you had any encounters of the 3rd kind before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was only me and another colleague (lets call her F) left in the office on Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was very quiet and suddenly I heard foot steps. Was quite surprised at that moment in time. (din think too much at that time) just assumed that there was another colleague besides the 2 of us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when I went over to F and told her about the foot steps, she shushed me. Ooooo then I know something is not right as I also double checked and true enough its only the 2 of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We quickly packed and left!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we were downstairs, F told me that when I told her about the foot steps and I went back to my cubicle to pack, she sat down and tried to listen as well (coz she din hear it the first time) and she heard it this time. She thought that it was me walking around and stood up to check. But I was standing still at my cubicle packing!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohhhhhh, by this time all my hair follicles were standing!!!! Goosebumps!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I guess this means no more working late! Am going back on time! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35300957-6290955812898724318?l=artowawa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/feeds/6290955812898724318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35300957&amp;postID=6290955812898724318&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/6290955812898724318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/6290955812898724318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/2010/11/encounters-of-3rd-kind.html' title='Encounters of the 3rd kind'/><author><name>Artowawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313709630906892544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35300957.post-5894860761151658407</id><published>2010-11-04T16:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T16:19:50.646+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby Hudu&apos;s Life'/><title type='text'>Room decoration</title><content type='html'>It's really stressful you know. Having to choose the colors of everything and make sure that it matches. And its only 1 room that  I am taking care of. Haha. Yeah, only 1 room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/11/04/110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/11/04/s_110.jpg" style="margin: 5px;" width="210" border="0" height="281" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tv shelf which we decided to cover up the small window. My camera is not very good. The 2 colors are more towards beige and light grey. But it looks more like brown here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/11/04/111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/11/04/s_111.jpg" style="margin: 5px;" width="210" border="0" height="281" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/11/04/112.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/11/04/s_112.jpg" style="margin: 5px;" width="210" border="0" height="281" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The wardrobe drawers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/11/04/113.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/11/04/s_113.jpg" style="margin: 5px;" width="210" border="0" height="281" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The incomplete dresser. (it was completed shortly after these pic was taken. Now there is a mirror and also the wire for the one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/11/04/114.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/11/04/s_114.jpg" style="margin: 5px;" width="281" border="0" height="210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The balcony which we are going to enclose and Bi is gonna custom make a bay window seat just for me! Loves you Bi!!!!!!!!!!! Hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/11/04/115.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/11/04/s_115.jpg" style="margin: 5px;" width="281" border="0" height="210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The wall where we are going to put our bed head. But the eall's color us gonna change. Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coz of this !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/11/04/116.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/11/04/s_116.jpg" style="margin: 5px;" width="210" border="0" height="281" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See the patches? I just had this wall painted you know and it's the brand that was specified by the contractor building the house, which was Jotun!!! Sigh!!!!!! According to the someone, this is because when they were building the house, they dos not wait for the plaster to dry. So I have no choice but to paint it back to white!!!! Arghhhhhh, just when I so love the color of the wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/11/04/117.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/11/04/s_117.jpg" style="margin: 5px;" width="281" border="0" height="210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bathroom sink bought from Encore. The granite is also bought from Encore. But the cupboard below is built by Mr Lin from Roscity. Dun see that one slab of granite oh, it cost more than a hundred!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/11/04/118.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/11/04/s_118.jpg" style="margin: 5px;" width="210" border="0" height="281" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/11/04/119.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/11/04/s_119.jpg" style="margin: 5px;" width="281" border="0" height="210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/11/04/120.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/11/04/s_120.jpg" style="margin: 5px;" width="281" border="0" height="210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toilet accessories from Hon Tak enterprise. I forgot to take a picture if the shower head. It's what I always wanted. A waterfall shower head! Just like in the hotels. Imagine u showering underneath a waterfall....... Ahhhhhh bliss!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole toilet stuff already cost more than 1k already! FAINTS!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, we have to decide on the bed design, study table design and shelves and the bay window seat as well as the enclosement. Bi said he is sweating already. Muahahahaha. By the way Bi, I already saw the perfect sofa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to mention the laminated flooring which is gonna be last! Dun wan those furniture ppl destroying my beautiful floor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a lot of money and effort spent! I can't imagine what issit like for those who has to decorate the whole house.......so much money spent!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35300957-5894860761151658407?l=artowawa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/feeds/5894860761151658407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35300957&amp;postID=5894860761151658407&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/5894860761151658407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/5894860761151658407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/2010/11/decoration.html' title='Room decoration'/><author><name>Artowawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313709630906892544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35300957.post-2483628829805117346</id><published>2010-10-21T08:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-21T08:29:22.755+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Disappointing news</title><content type='html'>Weird how sometimes good news can turn around and become disappointing news? Not bad news coz it doesn't really bring me bad things. It's just that I felt really disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But somehow I still feel ok I guess, not overly devastated. I still wake up in the morning believing that good things are to come. I hope and pray that it will come soon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35300957-2483628829805117346?l=artowawa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/feeds/2483628829805117346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35300957&amp;postID=2483628829805117346&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/2483628829805117346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/2483628829805117346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/2010/10/disappointing-news.html' title='Disappointing news'/><author><name>Artowawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313709630906892544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35300957.post-2640476205857805537</id><published>2010-10-19T17:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-19T17:18:38.044+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vitamins</title><content type='html'>Do u take any supplements? Thanks to my mom (or not) I have lots of supplement to take before it expires. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me is this a lot?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/10/19/228.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/10/19/s_228.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 pills every morning! Pengsan! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's all good for the body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 pills of progene (good for skin and hair from melilea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 pills for green (general well being, also from melilea)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 fish oil from usana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 calcium from usana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 glucosamine from usage as well (good for joints)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/10/19/229.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/10/19/s_229.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So are u taking any supplements?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35300957-2640476205857805537?l=artowawa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/feeds/2640476205857805537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35300957&amp;postID=2640476205857805537&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/2640476205857805537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/2640476205857805537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/2010/10/vitamins.html' title='Vitamins'/><author><name>Artowawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313709630906892544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35300957.post-4394254429059938928</id><published>2010-10-12T20:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T20:30:47.051+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heavy heart</title><content type='html'>I left office with a heavy heart today. Perhaps from the news that I received around 5pm just now. I am truly worried. Sigh!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However on my way home, I saw a beautiful sky. I just can't resist taking pictures of it. It make me feel slightly better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/10/12/591.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/10/12/s_591.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/10/12/592.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/10/12/s_592.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Immediately I felt better. No matter what happens, I have to keep moving forward. To look forward to another day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps I am also feeling a bit worn down as I just recovered from a week's long fever just 2 weeks ago. Ever since then, I tire easily. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, a little positivity will do wonders. The sky agrees with me as it's not everyday that u will such beautiful sky. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35300957-4394254429059938928?l=artowawa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/feeds/4394254429059938928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35300957&amp;postID=4394254429059938928&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/4394254429059938928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/4394254429059938928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/2010/10/heavy-heart.html' title='Heavy heart'/><author><name>Artowawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313709630906892544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35300957.post-605564104990848327</id><published>2010-10-01T08:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-01T08:39:44.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Painful backside</title><content type='html'>My backside aka bum bum is hurting. Quite badly actually. Must be from all the kicking and punching from yesterday's body combat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am really out of shape after one month of puasa plus hari raya open houses. Now I get tired easily when playing badminton. No more stamina eh! Must really work harder to get it back. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35300957-605564104990848327?l=artowawa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/feeds/605564104990848327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35300957&amp;postID=605564104990848327&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/605564104990848327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/605564104990848327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/2010/10/painful-backside.html' title='Painful backside'/><author><name>Artowawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313709630906892544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35300957.post-5957971691756136735</id><published>2010-09-13T00:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-13T01:00:16.154+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food for thought'/><title type='text'>Relationships end</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The truth is that relationships end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is why whenever someone change their relationship status in facebook, I always, always cringe for them. I dunno for some. But for me the status of my relationship is very private. If for any reasons, my relationship status change, I don't think that I'll make an update in facebook (especially facebook) It just feels all wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see some of my "friends' updating their relationship status and flaunts their new found relationships only to change their status to single again after a few short weeks. And not to mention that they will be posting anything that is so emo as their status. To me, its like breaking up in public. It truly is (depending on how many friends you added on fb). Then, in order to wipe your memory clean of this so called jerk, you have to delete him from your photo albums published. Its a lot of work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So sometimes, wont it be a wiser thing to do is to keep your relationship quiet when its at the beginning? Savor it. Keep all the sweet memories to yourself. I know how it is like to want to announce to the whole world that you are in love. But think of the consequences.......if you are ever to breakup in just a few short months and then having to answer to a lot of ppl (bo liaw ppl at that) why did you breakup? what happened? Its all ok coming from good friends or people who really care about you......coming from people who are just plain gossipers.....well everyone knows how that feels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of sharing your whole life with people who might not even genuinely care for you, why not just share the details with just your good friends and families who truly care and love you? After its the stamp of approval from these people in your life that you truly seek and not those false peeps who pretend to care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just one little advice from me to make your life so much more simple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&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/35300957-5957971691756136735?l=artowawa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/feeds/5957971691756136735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35300957&amp;postID=5957971691756136735&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/5957971691756136735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/5957971691756136735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/2010/09/relationships-end.html' title='Relationships end'/><author><name>Artowawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313709630906892544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35300957.post-6585733395461377347</id><published>2010-09-09T12:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-09T12:26:32.520+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby Hudu&apos;s Life'/><title type='text'>Good News</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I received very good news today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VERY GOOD NEWS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muaks!&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/35300957-6585733395461377347?l=artowawa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/feeds/6585733395461377347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35300957&amp;postID=6585733395461377347&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/6585733395461377347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/6585733395461377347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/2010/09/good-news.html' title='Good News'/><author><name>Artowawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313709630906892544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35300957.post-6467885359466091983</id><published>2010-09-07T22:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T22:51:50.828+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hair'/><title type='text'>My hair is getting longer now!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/TIZPR5rMTXI/AAAAAAAABSk/ULWWWj-n55o/s1600/Sweet+and+savory.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/TIZNM2K0ihI/AAAAAAAABSc/lTtl5R4ZwzA/s1600/CIMG0287.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bi was commenting that I am always cutting my hair! I haven cut a single strand of my hair since late January this year when I went to Kelvin Saloon in Miri to colour my hair le!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And here is the PROVE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/TIZNM2K0ihI/AAAAAAAABSc/lTtl5R4ZwzA/s1600/CIMG0287.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/TIZNM2K0ihI/AAAAAAAABSc/lTtl5R4ZwzA/s320/CIMG0287.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514179676856420882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was taken back in February this year during my KK family trip......oooooo I miss that colour! Kelvin you are the best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/TIZPR5rMTXI/AAAAAAAABSk/ULWWWj-n55o/s1600/Sweet+and+savory.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/TIZPR5rMTXI/AAAAAAAABSk/ULWWWj-n55o/s320/Sweet+and+savory.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514181962720103794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And this was taken just now at dinner at Sweet and Savory. I know its the same shirt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See the difference? A year with no haircut is doing me wonders! I will not cut my hair until next year! And I will only trim it a little only. This is the first time in many years that I had my fringe this long. I think its not bad looking at all......hehe&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/35300957-6467885359466091983?l=artowawa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/feeds/6467885359466091983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35300957&amp;postID=6467885359466091983&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/6467885359466091983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/6467885359466091983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/2010/09/my-hair-is-getting-longer-now.html' title='My hair is getting longer now!'/><author><name>Artowawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313709630906892544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/TIZNM2K0ihI/AAAAAAAABSc/lTtl5R4ZwzA/s72-c/CIMG0287.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35300957.post-4827330286134288529</id><published>2010-09-07T09:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T09:29:55.115+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Interview</title><content type='html'>It's over! Be it good or bad, it's over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With all the things being said during the interview, I know where I stand and what is expected of me. Although some things that were said were kind of hurtful, at least now I know what was thought of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regardless of whether I get this o not, it was a good experience and I cleared up some misconceptions, which is good rite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, wish me luck! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35300957-4827330286134288529?l=artowawa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/feeds/4827330286134288529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35300957&amp;postID=4827330286134288529&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/4827330286134288529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/4827330286134288529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/2010/09/interview.html' title='Interview'/><author><name>Artowawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313709630906892544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35300957.post-7036249006297641468</id><published>2010-09-04T16:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T16:20:51.576+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trials and tribulation'/><title type='text'>Melancholy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;When the whole world seems to be unhappy with me, I tell myself that I am happy with myself (well more or less la). My self worth is not determined by others. Its determined by myself. If I see myself worth less than what it is, then why should anyone else assume more?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could use a little more self esteem right now. More encouragement and less criticism. But hey, life is not perfect. I know that. But one can hope right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven been able to sleep easily for the past few months. I would wake up in a space of few hours. I always wake up feeling more tired than ever. I have insomnia. Its so terrible. Even if I manage to sleep, I am always dreaming. I went to the doctor the other day to get something for my migraine and the DR said that my blood pressure is a bit on the border line. That was a surprise....not really coz I know that a good night sleep is very important and without a good nite sleep in months, I guess my health is the first to deteriorate. So yeah, gonna sleep early tonite without doubt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am just feeling a bit under the weather. Mood right now is a bit melancholy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate it when people complains about their life and yet do nothing to change it. Now I am one of those people. So I am gonna do something about whichever part of my life that I don't like or unhappy about. I have a plan once again. And it feels good, to have a direction.&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/35300957-7036249006297641468?l=artowawa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/feeds/7036249006297641468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35300957&amp;postID=7036249006297641468&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/7036249006297641468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/7036249006297641468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/2010/09/melancholy.html' title='Melancholy'/><author><name>Artowawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313709630906892544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35300957.post-4414825024599810695</id><published>2010-08-30T11:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T11:15:00.305+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's gone to the dogs!</title><content type='html'>Been so busy lately! Yaya, I know, I'm always busy. But being busy is good becoz time passes by faster when you are busy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Seria on Fri. It's good to have home cooked meal, simple and yet so delicious. I miss my mami's cooking already. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played lami (and won abit) at Sil's house. I met Bibi! He is so adorable. I think I'm a bit in love with him already. Hehe. Such long brown wavy hair. Big and soulful eyes. He just makes me melt, inside and out!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me introduce you to Bibi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/08/29/3013.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/08/29/s_3013.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simply irresistible ey? Look at his big big brown soulful eyes. Tell me you did not just go 'awwww'. He is a cross between Shit Tzu and Pekinese dog. He lacks exercise lo. He is so heavy! He can hardly climb the stairs too. Hehehe, it was such a funny sight. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/08/29/3014.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/08/29/s_3014.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/08/29/3015.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/08/29/s_3015.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/08/29/3016.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/08/29/s_3016.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such a handsome little fellow rite? Sayang it's a male dog, if not can introduce to my dog Bibineh as potential girlfriend material. While I was in Miri, I saw another puppy, only 7 weeks old. A pure bred Yorkshire terrier, her fur is all while. And so quiet. I think she is missing her mom. There is another puppy about 2 months old. She is brown all over and is a breed between Maltese and Yorkshire terrier. She is also simply adorable. I want both! Sigh!!! Can I Bi? Pretty please? Sayang I din take any photo of those two babies. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a pic of Bibineh begging for food. It was huihui's (my youngest sis) advance birthday cake cutting. He was running around barking his head off literally telling you to give him some too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/08/29/3017.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/08/29/s_3017.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/08/29/3018.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/08/29/s_3018.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhhh.......that dog is too spoilt by my dad and me already. He just got a 'layered' haircut by my dad who proudly told me he gave my dog a layered haircut. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35300957-4414825024599810695?l=artowawa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/feeds/4414825024599810695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35300957&amp;postID=4414825024599810695&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/4414825024599810695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/4414825024599810695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/2010/08/it-gone-to-dogs.html' title='It&amp;#39;s gone to the dogs!'/><author><name>Artowawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313709630906892544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35300957.post-2514777988690086279</id><published>2010-08-23T13:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-23T13:59:27.505+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quiz'/><title type='text'>What your feet says about you?</title><content type='html'>&lt;h3&gt;Your Feet Say You're Flexible&lt;/h3&gt;                      You are pretty average in your expressiveness. You can express  yourself well, but you don't always want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a somewhat passionate person. A few things get you very fired  up, but you're usually pretty laid back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are not a very assertive person. If something doesn't come easily to  you, it's not worth having.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't fall in love easily. It's hard for you to connect to people,  and you don't have many attachments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are not afraid of anything. You are brave and courageous, even when  most people would be terrified.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are intellectual and philosophical. You are more concerned with  thoughts than action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are an amazingly hard worker. You aren't spoiled and you don't mind  getting your hands dirty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are easily influenced by other people. You're quite impressionable,  so you should only be around people who are a good influence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can take the test &lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatdoyourfeetsayaboutyouquiz/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35300957-2514777988690086279?l=artowawa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/feeds/2514777988690086279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35300957&amp;postID=2514777988690086279&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/2514777988690086279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/2514777988690086279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/2010/08/what-your-feet-says-about-you.html' title='What your feet says about you?'/><author><name>Artowawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313709630906892544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35300957.post-5000452667152478755</id><published>2010-07-24T14:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-24T14:39:00.414+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random musings</title><content type='html'>Listening to music and blogging on my iPhone. I love my iPhone. But I have lots of typo coz I  always typing away and pressing space button and voilà, the word that my phone 'thinks' I'm typing will appear. Partly my fault too as I never bother to check also. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I took this photo at Giant yesterday. Just think that it's interesting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/07/23/2619.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/07/23/s_2619.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mee goreng! Staple food of brunei. By the way, this is not my trolley. It was just there, think it was the Giant staff who was restocking the shelves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been raining for the past few days. Everday! How to wash car like that? Wash liaw also become dirty. Sien!!!!!!! But kelian subbie lo. Very dirty. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/07/23/2620.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/07/23/s_2620.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But at least there is rainbows to cheer me up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/07/23/2621.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/07/23/s_2621.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;View from my car while waiting at the traffic lights. I would like to think of this pic as 'The silver lining' from the phrase 'every cloud has a silver lining'. For those who are not familiar, it means that there is hope in the midst of difficult time. My light at the end of the tunnel. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although I dun talk about what is making me unhappy and I dun wan to. It just bring me more problems. I have to control my emotions more. That is what differentiate us humans from animals, we humans have self control. Without that how are we different from animals?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, to cut the story short. I will not wallow in self pity. Not my style. No matter how demotivate I may feel in the inside, you will never know from looking at me. Why share your sadness when you could be sharing happiness rite? That's y I am always in my own when I am not feeling happy. I dun wanna spread sadness and negativity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also believing in dreams. No matter what a person dreams are, we should never laugh at that person. Never! We all have different dreams so who are you to judge whether my dream is good o otherwise. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, you dun know everything that is going on with my life, whether am I using my parent's money to study CPA or am I financially dependent on my Bi. Seriously, it's none of ur business. And I dun think that u should explain myself to you. Nor do I have to help you to get anything from DST although I am working there. Simply it's my own private matters. And please dun try to show off where you are working and how much you are earning. Simply because you are not better than me and if one day you are better than i am, i'm still not interested. End of story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I whining? Oh well, it's my blog, I can whine as much as I want. I am simply fed up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I feel better. A lot better. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35300957-5000452667152478755?l=artowawa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/feeds/5000452667152478755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35300957&amp;postID=5000452667152478755&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/5000452667152478755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/5000452667152478755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/2010/07/random-musings.html' title='Random musings'/><author><name>Artowawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313709630906892544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35300957.post-6355597840820001097</id><published>2010-06-16T11:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T11:04:34.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New badminton shoes</title><content type='html'>I just made an investment!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went ahead and bought new Yonex shoes. Actually I saw a pair of light purple yonex shoes on Sat somewhere in first emporium. Unfortunately, that pair is not all that comfortable. It kinda hurt my feet actually. So in the end, the colour alone does not justify the money that I'm gonna spend. It's bnd130 le!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also saw a new pink chrome racket on Sat. I think I saw it in an Indian shop somewhere in seri. Cost bnd100 together with free string(ashaway), grip and bag. I nearly, very nearly, bought that racket. But the boss talks a bit lansi (actually it's not a bit) so I dun wanna buy from him no matter how much I like that racket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So on Sun after dinner with my mom, Bi and me went browsing again in Kiulap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's when I saw that gorgeous pair of yonex shoes! It's PINK! Need I say more? Was gonna buy the shoes only but the staff there made me an offer that I cannot refuse if I buy the racket together with the shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The racket is Yonex Arcsaber 9 and it's pink! (need I say more) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/06/15/2047.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/06/15/s_2047.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it gorgeous? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Din manage to take pic of the racket though. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried my investments on Mon. At first wasn't used to the racke, so played like shit! But after a while, it was good! The feel was so sweet! Not to mention I felt like a pro. Haha! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35300957-6355597840820001097?l=artowawa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/feeds/6355597840820001097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35300957&amp;postID=6355597840820001097&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/6355597840820001097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/6355597840820001097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/2010/06/new-badminton-shoes.html' title='New badminton shoes'/><author><name>Artowawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313709630906892544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35300957.post-3441987887117630378</id><published>2010-06-12T10:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-12T10:36:45.827+08:00</updated><title type='text'>St Ella face mask</title><content type='html'>Did the St Ella face mask last night. I did the whitening face mask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like before, my chin and the area between my nose n chin is the area which dries up first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This mask is really different from others that I did, coz this mask u can put on for arnd 2 hours n you still feel that the mask is still working n it really stick to ur face. In addition, ur skin feels so cooling! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah, let u see how is the mask like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/06/11/2229.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/06/11/s_2229.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So last night, I was doing the mask while playing xbox and at the same time streaming the Mexico match. (thanks to bi's friend who intro that site to us)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to bring my car to servicing  later. It's already 8000km liaw. Although i'm using fully synthetic motor oil, I feel that it's best to use to a maximum of 8000km or 9000km and not 10,000km. To protect the engine more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ba I better go shower n bring subbie for servicing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35300957-3441987887117630378?l=artowawa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/feeds/3441987887117630378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35300957&amp;postID=3441987887117630378&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/3441987887117630378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/3441987887117630378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/2010/06/st-ella-face-mask.html' title='St Ella face mask'/><author><name>Artowawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313709630906892544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35300957.post-8848461089671864671</id><published>2010-06-10T10:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T10:55:43.152+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Killer heels</title><content type='html'>Another killer heels!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/06/09/2159.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/06/09/s_2159.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just can't resist from showing off my killer heels. I have another pair of heels that my colleague called it my hooker heels. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35300957-8848461089671864671?l=artowawa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/feeds/8848461089671864671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35300957&amp;postID=8848461089671864671&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/8848461089671864671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/8848461089671864671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/2010/06/killer-heels.html' title='Killer heels'/><author><name>Artowawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313709630906892544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35300957.post-6889447266096363054</id><published>2010-06-07T11:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T11:22:58.401+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New heels!</title><content type='html'>Went shopping with my mom n sis, saw this lovely red hot sizzling heels. Simply cannot resist it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/06/06/2633.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/06/06/s_2633.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got a lot of compliments from my colleagues today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at it and tell me ain't it lovely? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35300957-6889447266096363054?l=artowawa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/feeds/6889447266096363054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35300957&amp;postID=6889447266096363054&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/6889447266096363054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/6889447266096363054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/2010/06/new-heels.html' title='New heels!'/><author><name>Artowawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313709630906892544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35300957.post-1198101082872777729</id><published>2010-06-01T16:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T16:50:54.122+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food for thought'/><title type='text'>Kind words</title><content type='html'>I got this quote from &lt;a href="http://williamtingcl.blogspot.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Reckless words pierce like a sword, but the tongue of the wise brings  healing" (Proverbs 12:18; NIV)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is so true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes we are too quick with unkind words and too stingy with our compliments.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35300957-1198101082872777729?l=artowawa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/feeds/1198101082872777729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35300957&amp;postID=1198101082872777729&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/1198101082872777729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/1198101082872777729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/2010/06/kind-words.html' title='Kind words'/><author><name>Artowawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313709630906892544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35300957.post-344975042726017173</id><published>2010-05-26T08:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T08:51:54.008+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Melilea'/><title type='text'>Organic Drink</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S_xwa-rKnzI/AAAAAAAABRg/9QFisSiVZXE/s1600/P260510_08.52.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S_xwa-rKnzI/AAAAAAAABRg/9QFisSiVZXE/s320/P260510_08.52.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475374855778639666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My organic drink for every morning. I just love the orange.&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/35300957-344975042726017173?l=artowawa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/feeds/344975042726017173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35300957&amp;postID=344975042726017173&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/344975042726017173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/344975042726017173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/2010/05/organic-drink.html' title='Organic Drink'/><author><name>Artowawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313709630906892544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S_xwa-rKnzI/AAAAAAAABRg/9QFisSiVZXE/s72-c/P260510_08.52.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35300957.post-8925464754335870368</id><published>2010-05-25T10:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T10:21:58.500+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby Hudu&apos;s Life'/><title type='text'>Breakfast</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S_s0KesdebI/AAAAAAAABRY/_9myxAFjo-8/s1600/P250510_10.06.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S_s0KesdebI/AAAAAAAABRY/_9myxAFjo-8/s320/P250510_10.06.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475027126641850802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My breakfast for today!&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/35300957-8925464754335870368?l=artowawa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/feeds/8925464754335870368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35300957&amp;postID=8925464754335870368&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/8925464754335870368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/8925464754335870368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/2010/05/breakfast.html' title='Breakfast'/><author><name>Artowawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313709630906892544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S_s0KesdebI/AAAAAAAABRY/_9myxAFjo-8/s72-c/P250510_10.06.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35300957.post-1221964767698695745</id><published>2010-05-24T11:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T14:44:43.771+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Occasions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby Hudu&apos;s Life'/><title type='text'>Energy Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Today is the nation's Energy Day, which aims to increase public's awareness of the importance of conserving energy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In conjunction with that, my company decided to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Switch off all unnecessary lights and instead open all the blinds (natural sunlight)&lt;br /&gt;2. Switching off the water heater&lt;br /&gt;3. Switching of one unit of the centralized air-conditioning chiller.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People living in Brunei are really lucky as the electricity are partly subsidized by the government. The same goes for the prices of petrol. I remember that Bi told me before when he was working in Miri, the price for a full tank is around RM 80++ for a Vios, which is known to be a fuel consumption car.......Gosh&lt;span style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Buttons"&gt;&lt;span class="" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_JustifyFull" title="Justify Full" onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);FormatbarButton('richeditorframe', this, 13);ButtonMouseDown(this);"&gt;&lt;img src="img/blank.gif" alt="Justify Full" class="gl_align_full" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! Can you imagine that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we are really lucky here. That is why we must try to conserve all the electricity and petrol that we can. Switch off anything that is not in use. A little here and there goes a long way. And try to use pool car if possible to use less petrol. It is easier on the environment as well as your pocket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have anyone lived abroad for a period of time? I live in Miri for 3 years and Perth for a year. While in Miri, I was very aware of the electricity bill. My aircon is on ration, which means I only turn it on for a few hours in a day (was a poor student so no choice) Petrol wise, it wasn't that bad at that time since Miri is very close to Brunei. So I practically go home every week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Perth, everything was so expensive. Petrol is expensive, gas is expensive, electricity is expensive. The tissue paper and test pad sold there are also very expensive. Their mineral water is also expensive. Luckily the public transport is very reliable and good in Perth, so there is no need for me to buy a car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So do try to conserve energy. Not only for today but all the time. Remember a little goes a long way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35300957-1221964767698695745?l=artowawa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/feeds/1221964767698695745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35300957&amp;postID=1221964767698695745&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/1221964767698695745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/1221964767698695745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/2010/05/energy-day.html' title='Energy Day'/><author><name>Artowawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313709630906892544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35300957.post-5245314055944026248</id><published>2010-05-22T14:24:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-22T14:37:51.811+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work'/><title type='text'>Amazed</title><content type='html'>It is so hard and boring not doing anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had like nothing to do for like 3/4 of yesterday.It wasn't my fault le. They are rearranging the partitions (again!). So once again, we had to pack all our things to one side and wait for the people to finish rearranging the partitions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I moved everything by myself as I am the only one in my department. My colleagues did offer to help me but I paiseh to accept their help also coz they also have their own things to move. So I moved everything albeit taking my own sweet time. Hehehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the time I had finish moving everything to one side, I was pretty amazed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not amazed by the fact that I moved everything myself but rather&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;How did I fit all these&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S_d55FoNGXI/AAAAAAAABRA/X4Vj8XQnZe4/s1600/CIMG0454.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S_d55FoNGXI/AAAAAAAABRA/X4Vj8XQnZe4/s320/CIMG0454.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473977893762439538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S_d6ZJu2N1I/AAAAAAAABRI/0E7638OXIv4/s1600/CIMG0452.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S_d6ZJu2N1I/AAAAAAAABRI/0E7638OXIv4/s320/CIMG0452.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473978444619855698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Into this little private space of mine.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S_d6x6tE6wI/AAAAAAAABRQ/Lgpp39I-J6M/s1600/CIMG0451.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S_d6x6tE6wI/AAAAAAAABRQ/Lgpp39I-J6M/s320/CIMG0451.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473978870082628354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The picture is the current place that I am sitting. I like that place. Its near to the printer, pantry as well as the photocopy machine and fax machine. The new cubicle that I am moving into is just right at the back of my current cubicle. I hope that it wont get too hot in the afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have like 3 umbrellas at my work place. Very neurotic about getting caught in the rain especially with the unpredictable weather these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I have another 3 more umbrellas in my car.....hahaha&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/35300957-5245314055944026248?l=artowawa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/feeds/5245314055944026248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35300957&amp;postID=5245314055944026248&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/5245314055944026248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/5245314055944026248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/2010/05/amazed.html' title='Amazed'/><author><name>Artowawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313709630906892544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S_d55FoNGXI/AAAAAAAABRA/X4Vj8XQnZe4/s72-c/CIMG0454.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35300957.post-6738412422472315816</id><published>2010-05-22T13:45:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-22T14:23:54.910+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Subaru STi'/><title type='text'>Waiting</title><content type='html'>Right now, I am sitting in the waiting area of Lau Motors, waiting for them to finish changing something for Subbie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bottom cover (front left) flew off last week while I was on the way back to Seria. It was so horrible to hear that cccreeeeak sound. And plus it went under my tyre......Imagine that sound..... Major heart pain. Then the part which flew off affected the part just above the tyre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Can see?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S_d2wrD_kwI/AAAAAAAABQo/nQSMk-EYDas/s1600/CIMG0456.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S_d2wrD_kwI/AAAAAAAABQo/nQSMk-EYDas/s320/CIMG0456.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473974450657399554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is the right side, which is the unaffected area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S_d3GxdRcgI/AAAAAAAABQw/0_DLmOaMW7o/s1600/CIMG0458.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S_d3GxdRcgI/AAAAAAAABQw/0_DLmOaMW7o/s320/CIMG0458.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473974830331163138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I brought Subbie to the dealer on Monday, the people there said that we have to change the whole piece (it come in a whole piece) and luckily it wasn't that expensive. Arnd B$70+++. If together with the labour charges, its slightly under B$100. Phew!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily its not that expensive and luckily that the dealer has the parts available. (Hmmmm, I wonder if there are other people complaining about this problem as well)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was I driving very fast? (someone asked me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nope, it was at a normal speed, arnd 140 to 150 km/h.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its gonna take like more than an hour to change that affected part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The whole piece&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S_d335obVxI/AAAAAAAABQ4/vmoBp5H2sek/s1600/CIMG0461.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S_d335obVxI/AAAAAAAABQ4/vmoBp5H2sek/s320/CIMG0461.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473975674339022610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am like so bored so I was smart enough to bring along my small acer and my modem so I can sit in the aircon room and blog.....muahahaha while Bi is outside jaga-ing those people changing the parts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am going down to Seria later. Coz its my old friend's sister's wedding. Very distant relationship right? hehehe. Actually, her parents invited my parents and my dad is simply too lazy to go so my mom asked me to accompany her.&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/35300957-6738412422472315816?l=artowawa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/feeds/6738412422472315816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35300957&amp;postID=6738412422472315816&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/6738412422472315816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/6738412422472315816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/2010/05/waiting.html' title='Waiting'/><author><name>Artowawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313709630906892544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S_d2wrD_kwI/AAAAAAAABQo/nQSMk-EYDas/s72-c/CIMG0456.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35300957.post-5026771030343531957</id><published>2010-05-17T09:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T09:12:35.447+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Complaints'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bimbo'/><title type='text'>Slapping your own mouth</title><content type='html'>Sometimes I feel that some people are like slapping their own big mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I guess that they just don't realize it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is the reason why when we talk, we have to use our brain not our butt.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35300957-5026771030343531957?l=artowawa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/feeds/5026771030343531957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35300957&amp;postID=5026771030343531957&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/5026771030343531957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/5026771030343531957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/2010/05/slapping-your-own-mouth.html' title='Slapping your own mouth'/><author><name>Artowawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313709630906892544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35300957.post-7496276845681966302</id><published>2010-05-10T09:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T09:44:14.005+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Subaru STi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby Hudu&apos;s Life'/><title type='text'>Am in love</title><content type='html'>The mind is a fickle thing. No one can explain how fickle it can be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am in love!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its not something that can be described easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanna know what/who I am in love with? Click &lt;a href="http://cgi.ebay.com/ebaymotors/08-09-SUBARU-IMPREZA-WRX-STi-GRB-SEIBON-CW-CARBON-HOOD-_W0QQcmdZViewItemQQhashZitem5ad8cc72efQQitemZ390184334063QQptZMotorsQ5fCarQ5fTruckQ5fPartsQ5fAccessories"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok......found my next aim.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35300957-7496276845681966302?l=artowawa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/feeds/7496276845681966302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35300957&amp;postID=7496276845681966302&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/7496276845681966302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/7496276845681966302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/2010/05/am-in-love.html' title='Am in love'/><author><name>Artowawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313709630906892544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35300957.post-7624465751396320934</id><published>2010-05-10T09:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T09:34:27.512+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby Hudu&apos;s Life'/><title type='text'>Bored</title><content type='html'>I realize that I only blog when I have strong emotions.....maybe when I am very happy, sad or angry.....mostly when I am angry la, which by the way is my way of releasing stress. Its a good way actually, coz not a lot of ppl reads my blog so I can have a lot of freedom on who I am talking about, but of course, no names need to be mentioned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm bored lately. After helping out with someone's exam, I feel very bored right now. Watched both Ironman 2 and Ip Man 2. Ironman 2 is good, I like it but just feels that there is not enough action and that the stupid villain is too easy for Ironman. Ip Man is still as good as ever. Its the underlying message that really touched my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am waiting for new movies to be out.....hehe, like I said I'm bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need some challenges, so starting next year (fingers crossed), I'm going to continue xxx. Not gonna mention anything here first. Worried that I'll jinxed it. So yeah, it is still a plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mother's Day has passed. Did not really do much celebration. Just spend some time with my mami lo. I think that is the best gift that I can give her. My time. Coz most of the time I am in Bandar working and do not spend as much time as I would have liked with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been feeling quite moody for these past few days. Just cant bring myself to really relax myself and just laugh it all out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I need some away time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35300957-7624465751396320934?l=artowawa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/feeds/7624465751396320934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35300957&amp;postID=7624465751396320934&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/7624465751396320934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/7624465751396320934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/2010/05/bored.html' title='Bored'/><author><name>Artowawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313709630906892544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35300957.post-6940021847730313241</id><published>2010-04-29T08:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T08:35:32.136+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Angel'/><title type='text'>Thank you</title><content type='html'>I lost my pen drive this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that I left it on my desk before I left for home yesterday. But its just now there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I searched and searched and searched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I prayed 'Please Please Please help me find it'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when I turned back to the table, its just sitting there, next to the phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you angel.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35300957-6940021847730313241?l=artowawa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/feeds/6940021847730313241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35300957&amp;postID=6940021847730313241&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/6940021847730313241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/6940021847730313241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/2010/04/thank-you.html' title='Thank you'/><author><name>Artowawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313709630906892544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35300957.post-421147847616872325</id><published>2010-04-15T10:28:00.021+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T11:12:38.942+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby Hudu&apos;s Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><title type='text'>Old randomness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm using the small acer yesterday coz I forgot to bring my XPS back from work (I also forgot my glasses can u believe it?) Was going through all the photos that I have in this laptop and I found so may pictures that I took using my Viewty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was always going around without my camera then. I was so lazy to charge the battery so I always leave my camera at home and since my Viewty has a 5mp camera, why not just use my Viewty rite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note altogether, I have been considering whether or not to join the majority in getting an iphone.....but thats just a thought (for now).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lets jump to all my random photos......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S8Z7bJv3zfI/AAAAAAAABOY/-ITKK8Zc1IA/s1600/P160909_17.27.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S8Z7bJv3zfI/AAAAAAAABOY/-ITKK8Zc1IA/s320/P160909_17.27.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460187304636698098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Do you know what is this? Its my leg la.....see all those small glass bottles? Its to suck out all those 'bad' blood. At that time my left knee is always hurting (perhaps becoz I was too overweight) and everytime after badminton I'll always always always have a nagging pain in my left knee and this nagging pain became so bad that I cant even stand up straight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah its that bad. At one time I even wore my crocs slippers to work coz the springiness aids in me walking around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S8Z8dmNNuBI/AAAAAAAABOo/XZFqQZAQdc8/s1600/P160909_17.32%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S8Z8dmNNuBI/AAAAAAAABOo/XZFqQZAQdc8/s320/P160909_17.32%5B01%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460188446147328018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S8Z8SUnlLtI/AAAAAAAABOg/pMMmkZ5VZ_Q/s1600/P160909_17.28.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S8Z8SUnlLtI/AAAAAAAABOg/pMMmkZ5VZ_Q/s320/P160909_17.28.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460188252447518418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S8Z8q6PIhVI/AAAAAAAABOw/VJGRISEcXSY/s1600/P160909_17.31%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S8Z8q6PIhVI/AAAAAAAABOw/VJGRISEcXSY/s320/P160909_17.31%5B01%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460188674862384466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Geli rite? According to the person who attended to me, its becoz my knee 'masuk angin'. Then when I think back right...... I think that its becoz everytime after I just finish a set of badminton, I'll go outside and cool down outside. Since my office is quite near the sea, there is almost always strong winds. Imagine my body all sweaty and hot and then go outside in the cold strong winds.......ahhhh.....there you go, the roots of my problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that time, I never go outside to cool down right after a game. Now my knee is all better and I dun have that pain there anymore (maybe also becoz I lost a bit of weight after that)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lesson learnt? Keep warm after exercise!!!!! and remember your stretches before the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then all my coloured pen.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S8Z97UwRHYI/AAAAAAAABO4/tSo6YZhSE0Y/s1600/P061009_22.24.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S8Z97UwRHYI/AAAAAAAABO4/tSo6YZhSE0Y/s320/P061009_22.24.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460190056370216322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't I be obsessed with pens? I love buying pens......hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S8Z-dkwyKcI/AAAAAAAABPA/Heo8djD4V3U/s1600/P171009_20.41.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S8Z-dkwyKcI/AAAAAAAABPA/Heo8djD4V3U/s320/P171009_20.41.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460190644782901698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Listening to songs with Bi's phone. Got the connector from our kind friend....hahaha. Please ignore the tissue pack there. The jack is in the arm rest. Can also be used for my Ipod nano....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My cute cute de Bi who is always (not always la) sporting to take a cute picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S8Z_GDMuJyI/AAAAAAAABPI/Lpei4DwBjXQ/s1600/P201009_23.58.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S8Z_GDMuJyI/AAAAAAAABPI/Lpei4DwBjXQ/s320/P201009_23.58.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460191340147910434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S8Z_MC7a9jI/AAAAAAAABPQ/EaJEVY4TjC8/s1600/P060809_20.21.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S8Z_MC7a9jI/AAAAAAAABPQ/EaJEVY4TjC8/s320/P060809_20.21.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460191443154564658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S8Z_1DmL7MI/AAAAAAAABPY/BlgqTCD8N7I/s1600/P280609_14.00.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S8Z_1DmL7MI/AAAAAAAABPY/BlgqTCD8N7I/s320/P280609_14.00.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460192147708570818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then there is that romantic meal that I cooked for Bi ages ago (that reminds me, he is always nagging me to cook)&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S8aAOQPPU0I/AAAAAAAABPg/YDID9cTwUEg/s1600/P270908_18.30.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S8aAOQPPU0I/AAAAAAAABPg/YDID9cTwUEg/s320/P270908_18.30.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460192580598715202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sauteed mushrooms with potatoes and tenderloin steak. No need go for fine dining already. Coz I can cook better than them and at a fraction of a price.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S8aAWgQsChI/AAAAAAAABPo/Fpk5Xicjhbw/s1600/P270908_18.30%5B02%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S8aAWgQsChI/AAAAAAAABPo/Fpk5Xicjhbw/s320/P270908_18.30%5B02%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460192722338712082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;With soup lagi le. Its carrot, cabbage and scallop soup. Yummy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then there is the chocolate covered cake balls that I made for Bi last Valentine's Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S8aBAF65dzI/AAAAAAAABPw/8Qoy8foWnHk/s1600/P140209_14.40.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S8aBAF65dzI/AAAAAAAABPw/8Qoy8foWnHk/s320/P140209_14.40.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460193436822501170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Which he proclaimed 'ok ok only la' coz he doesn't really know how to eat this.....*pengsan*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S8aBPMlUmtI/AAAAAAAABP4/c7z2FSo7j-E/s1600/P140209_09.45.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S8aBPMlUmtI/AAAAAAAABP4/c7z2FSo7j-E/s320/P140209_09.45.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460193696309091026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cake is baked from scratch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S8aBwNOTyhI/AAAAAAAABQI/_xBx68TMYcU/s1600/P140209_09.46%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S8aBwNOTyhI/AAAAAAAABQI/_xBx68TMYcU/s320/P140209_09.46%5B01%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460194263416687122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mixing the cream something....hehe cant remember what is this call already&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S8aCBGykUHI/AAAAAAAABQQ/ctz2jyzyMPg/s1600/P140209_09.46%5B02%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S8aCBGykUHI/AAAAAAAABQQ/ctz2jyzyMPg/s320/P140209_09.46%5B02%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460194553747492978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Freezing the cake balls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S8aBor4gfLI/AAAAAAAABQA/Nw9xqAVsrTw/s1600/P140209_08.10%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S8aBor4gfLI/AAAAAAAABQA/Nw9xqAVsrTw/s320/P140209_08.10%5B01%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460194134207790258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Melting the chocolate while waiting for the cake balls to harden&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S8aCXFjXzDI/AAAAAAAABQY/Fzlx8fUGevk/s1600/P140209_14.40%5B02%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S8aCXFjXzDI/AAAAAAAABQY/Fzlx8fUGevk/s320/P140209_14.40%5B02%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460194931372444722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dipping the cake balls into the chocolates in different colours lagi......that is the hardest part becoz its time consuming and its very hard to control the texture of the melted chocolates. and not to forget the designing part.....gosh I am so an idiot in designing.&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S8aC5VnF5DI/AAAAAAAABQg/AT918sxp8a4/s1600/P140209_16.28%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S8aC5VnF5DI/AAAAAAAABQg/AT918sxp8a4/s320/P140209_16.28%5B01%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460195519798567986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Finally the packing part. All the experiments are given away....only the best for Bi....hehe&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/_e482TfFG2c0/S8aBAF65dzI/AAAAAAAABPw/8Qoy8foWnHk/s1600/P140209_14.40.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S8aBAF65dzI/AAAAAAAABPw/8Qoy8foWnHk/s320/P140209_14.40.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460193436822501170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Final outcome.....another look.....hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ba thats all for now la. I'm getting sleepy.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35300957-421147847616872325?l=artowawa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/feeds/421147847616872325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35300957&amp;postID=421147847616872325&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/421147847616872325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/421147847616872325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/2010/04/old-randomness.html' title='Old randomness'/><author><name>Artowawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313709630906892544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S8Z7bJv3zfI/AAAAAAAABOY/-ITKK8Zc1IA/s72-c/P160909_17.27.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35300957.post-1679473751543719060</id><published>2010-04-05T09:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T09:44:06.791+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Melilea'/><title type='text'>Dr. Ted Kalli and my skin care</title><content type='html'>Dr. Ted Kalli&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So thats how to spell his name. I am looking for more information on him coz PT told me that it was him who helped formulated the skin care that I am currently using.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm...he seems to have a thing for oxygen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to read up more on that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35300957-1679473751543719060?l=artowawa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/feeds/1679473751543719060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35300957&amp;postID=1679473751543719060&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/1679473751543719060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/1679473751543719060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/2010/04/dr-ted-kalli-and-my-skin-care.html' title='Dr. Ted Kalli and my skin care'/><author><name>Artowawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313709630906892544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35300957.post-1732120621452586933</id><published>2010-03-17T08:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T08:30:30.197+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Health'/><title type='text'>5 foods every woman should eat more of</title><content type='html'>5 foods every woman should eat more of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Broccoli&lt;br /&gt;2. Onions&lt;br /&gt;3. Leafy greens&lt;br /&gt;4. Beans&lt;br /&gt;5. Wild Salmon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There you go. Well, personally I love to eat all of the above. But after the detox camp last Saturday, I now ask more questions on where does the food that I put in my mouth comes from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got the article from &lt;a href="http://health.msn.com/womens-health/slideshow.aspx?cp-documentid=100251392&amp;amp;GT1=31036"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. Check it out if you have time. Its really informative.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35300957-1732120621452586933?l=artowawa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/feeds/1732120621452586933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35300957&amp;postID=1732120621452586933&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/1732120621452586933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/1732120621452586933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/2010/03/5-foods-every-woman-should-eat-more-of.html' title='5 foods every woman should eat more 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35300957.post-6363375332274550643</id><published>2010-03-08T15:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T15:36:47.159+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby Hudu&apos;s Life'/><title type='text'>To do list</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;Things that I simply must do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must must must save more money and spend less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should go to bed earlier!&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/35300957-6363375332274550643?l=artowawa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35300957.post-7066725155599649471</id><published>2010-03-04T14:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T14:36:40.070+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby Hudu&apos;s Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RC'/><title type='text'>To build or not to build?</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ECiggoM9DcQ&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ECiggoM9DcQ&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makes me wanna build one too...... should I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually Bi nearly bought the EP version in Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remembered tat I built one car model for Bi, Evo 8 (I think) coz it was his favourite car. (I wonder where is that evo now)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still have another skyline....unfinished one. I should start that again since I am so free every nite. Ok....ON! I'm gonna build that skyline car model as a warm up and then continue on to the rc model!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35300957-7066725155599649471?l=artowawa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/feeds/7066725155599649471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35300957&amp;postID=7066725155599649471&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/7066725155599649471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/7066725155599649471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/2010/03/to-build-or-not-to-build.html' title='To build or not to build?'/><author><name>Artowawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313709630906892544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35300957.post-3626866150206019996</id><published>2010-03-04T09:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T10:08:32.710+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby Hudu&apos;s Life'/><title type='text'>Preview of whats to come.</title><content type='html'>Have been so busy! Ok when am I not busy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Belated Gong Xi Fa Chai to everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that this year's tiger will be good to everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was some horrific news when my family and me sat down for our reunion dinner. My condolences to the family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But lets not dwell on the down side of life. We must all look forward and not backwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note altogether, I am so in love with Melilea skincare. I have only started using it in January 2010. Have anyone noted the changes in my face? I'll show you all the changes soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I also have the Singapore trip photos and not forgetting my KK road trip with the family and my birthday lagi le......woooo a lot to blog. Will find the much needed time on the weekend perhaps.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35300957-3626866150206019996?l=artowawa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/feeds/3626866150206019996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35300957&amp;postID=3626866150206019996&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/3626866150206019996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/3626866150206019996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/2010/03/preview-of-whats-to-come.html' title='Preview of whats to come.'/><author><name>Artowawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313709630906892544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35300957.post-7039024879107652670</id><published>2010-02-10T16:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T16:42:33.578+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Freebies'/><title type='text'>Free oranges</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S3Jwvym6XJI/AAAAAAAABOA/pjK7O9enP68/s1600-h/CIMG0149.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S3Jwvym6XJI/AAAAAAAABOA/pjK7O9enP68/s320/CIMG0149.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436531666530753682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Receive free 'kams' today!&lt;/span&gt; haha....Real oranges and not restaurant city ones.&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/35300957-7039024879107652670?l=artowawa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/feeds/7039024879107652670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35300957&amp;postID=7039024879107652670&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/7039024879107652670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/7039024879107652670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/2010/02/free-oranges.html' title='Free oranges'/><author><name>Artowawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313709630906892544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S3Jwvym6XJI/AAAAAAAABOA/pjK7O9enP68/s72-c/CIMG0149.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35300957.post-9012684930487718564</id><published>2010-02-09T09:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T10:12:01.302+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby Hudu&apos;s Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Complaints'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books that I read'/><title type='text'>Of books and cartoons</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ever since the Singapore trip (which I haven blogged about), I have very little personal time. And this Sunday is 1st day of Chinese New Year! Time passes by so fast, its un believable. But I'm glad that I feel that this year has past me by so fast. This means that I had things to do, things to buy, books to read, lami to play, badminton to play...... You know what I mean rite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just finished reading this book. "The Lightning Thief" by Rick Riordan. Its a great book......for children or otherwise. It certainly kept me entertained throughout. There are some books which started out great but my interest waned before mid-book. So yeah...if I have time tonight, then I'll definitely start reading on the 2nd book tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S3C-O-9IhfI/AAAAAAAABNw/V3Qy83GqtyI/s1600-h/CIMG0147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S3C-O-9IhfI/AAAAAAAABNw/V3Qy83GqtyI/s320/CIMG0147.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436053914863044082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This series of books is something like Harry Porter except that its more about the greek gods, like Zeus, Hades, Poseidon. Greeks mythologies are one of my greatest interest. Even from a young age, I love to read about how the Earth have different seasons. It is Summer becoz Persephone is back with her mother and for the rest of the time she is with her hubby Hades. Its very interesting how the different elements are explained by the activities of the different gods. No caps for G coz this is not "God", the almighty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note altogether, I accompanied Bi to eat Soto last night. No, I only drank apple juice, din eat anything at all. Anyhow, while we were there, the TV was switched on to Nickelodeon and the cartoon is gross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has a monster which hold its eyes with its arm stretched up and got hairy armpit some more. Sigh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just found out that the cartoon series is called 'Ahhh!!!Real Monsters' Wiki link &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Aaahh%21%21%21_Real_Monsters"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&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/_e482TfFG2c0/S3DDP_6hH0I/AAAAAAAABN4/_wl0r7IlPI8/s1600-h/index.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 168px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S3DDP_6hH0I/AAAAAAAABN4/_wl0r7IlPI8/s320/index.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436059429858516802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;See that flesh coloured monster on the right? Yeah thats the one with the hairy armpits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how did such programs get aired and kids actually watch these type of cartoons? Same thing like that cartoon from Cartoon Network 'Cow &amp;amp; Chicken'. Its horrible! What are the kids learning from these shows everyday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I have kids, I'll lock them up and not let them watch TV till they are like of legal age.....haha, just kidding. But seriously, the cartoons (or animes) that I watched from before are like Dragonball, Sailormoon, Poli (the super pig). I find it all a bit educating, coz its essentially teaching us about good and evil. (to me la)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1 id="firstHeading" class="firstHeading"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35300957-9012684930487718564?l=artowawa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/feeds/9012684930487718564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35300957&amp;postID=9012684930487718564&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/9012684930487718564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/9012684930487718564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/2010/02/of-books-and-cartoons.html' title='Of books and cartoons'/><author><name>Artowawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313709630906892544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S3C-O-9IhfI/AAAAAAAABNw/V3Qy83GqtyI/s72-c/CIMG0147.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35300957.post-5907045041520388030</id><published>2010-02-08T15:00:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T15:24:33.957+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby Hudu&apos;s Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hair'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Melilea'/><title type='text'>Happenings!</title><content type='html'>I went for facial yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erica said that my face condition has improved a lot le. hehe.... But I really feel the difference lo. I have been consuming the products Melilea since puasa last year. Its like what.....5 months? I have only been using their skin care products since January 2010.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, I feel like there is a huge difference between my now face and then face. Although I have always been quite fair, my face previously does not have that glowy look. Its dull......but facial does help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also use to have a lot of black head on my nose but yesterday Erica cant even find 1 single blackhead on my nose (believe it or not).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loves loves loves Melilea skin care. But then again, beauty really have to come from within. So the most important step is to detox, only then ur real beauty will come shinning through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also went to Kelvin Saloon on Saturday. Went 1 shade lighter. Bi said that he cant see the difference....nah just to prove to him&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S2-4Uh23GYI/AAAAAAAABNQ/EjwxnT162gU/s1600-h/CIMG0133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S2-4Uh23GYI/AAAAAAAABNQ/EjwxnT162gU/s320/CIMG0133.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435765938084845954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Before&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S2-4fwskQGI/AAAAAAAABNY/11oYGl7jTxI/s1600-h/CIMG0143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S2-4fwskQGI/AAAAAAAABNY/11oYGl7jTxI/s320/CIMG0143.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435766131046760546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After (Note: Liverpool Jersey!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My hair is also shorter now. Sigh when will I have my long hair back? See how even tone my face is now compare to lets say a month ago while I was in Medan.&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S2-4s2EIrXI/AAAAAAAABNg/3sFrBJFKIHE/s1600-h/IMG_2571.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S2-4s2EIrXI/AAAAAAAABNg/3sFrBJFKIHE/s320/IMG_2571.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435766355826093426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Taken in Medan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;For the one taken yesterday, I was not wearing any type of foundation. Its just sun block (from Melilea of coz). However, my face back in December has a huge improvement from lets say6 moths ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I brought subbie for servicing on Saturday. Kelian de subbie, the engine has gotten louder since the servicing is overdue already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S2-6qByEkMI/AAAAAAAABNo/BLU2bqpsw1c/s1600-h/CIMG0139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S2-6qByEkMI/AAAAAAAABNo/BLU2bqpsw1c/s320/CIMG0139.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435768506455199938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The guy who serviced my car informed me that the front brake pads needs replacing soon. Gosh! Has it really been more than a year since I had you? Hmmm....so the question.......should I use brembo brakes again? Or try out endless? Decisions Decisions! Doesn't subbie look shiny? hahaha Don't be fooled, subbie was actually quite dirty with all the dust and all. But it does look good from this angle no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I din really shop in Miri. It was such a rushed trip. Sigh! I know I know that I just came back from shopping in Singapore last weekend. But then I think its all the shopping there that made me addicted to shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wan burgerking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wan curry puff from old chang kee! (and the sotong too)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wan ramen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wan carrot cake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wan xiao long bao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh! I am so torturing myself!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35300957-5907045041520388030?l=artowawa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/feeds/5907045041520388030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35300957&amp;postID=5907045041520388030&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/5907045041520388030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/5907045041520388030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/2010/02/happenings.html' title='Happenings!'/><author><name>Artowawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313709630906892544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S2-4Uh23GYI/AAAAAAAABNQ/EjwxnT162gU/s72-c/CIMG0133.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35300957.post-7391530653638195749</id><published>2010-01-27T09:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T10:20:32.870+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby Hudu&apos;s Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wish list'/><title type='text'>My Birthday wish list</title><content type='html'>Now my Birthday is coming soon.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only I can have anything and everything that I want for my birthday......how lovely would that be eh? (just let me dream ok?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets see now, a new bag would be good. I have been so good lately no bag purchases since last year! Hahaha 2009 le.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A new purse would be good too, have been using the same one since 2008 I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A new phone will also be good but I have no idea which phone I wanted. Coz mine right now, I have no complains about this LG viewty. Touchscreen with good camera. So this one not so critical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ipod touch is also good. Was thinking of getting one for myself as a pampering gift to me. But thanks to my very expensive root canal done on my stupid aching tooth, that plan was scraped! (But at least now I am pain free YIPEE!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iphone is also a welcome gift (hahaha like as if anyone will buy me an iphone, china one maybe la).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diamonds?...... This is even more far fetched! haha Well, I am dreaming right now right? So might as well go the distance!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I'll really happy if my family and friends have the time to celebrate my birthday with me. Coz its really annoying as my birthday is so near to chinese new year, almost everyone is celebrating the new year and tends to forget my birthday :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sad right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah....I forgot.....money, i mean ang pow is also a good birthday gift. hehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35300957-7391530653638195749?l=artowawa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/feeds/7391530653638195749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35300957&amp;postID=7391530653638195749&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/7391530653638195749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/7391530653638195749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-birthday-wish-list.html' title='My Birthday wish list'/><author><name>Artowawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313709630906892544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35300957.post-2143290761580247768</id><published>2010-01-23T16:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T16:53:56.711+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food for thought'/><title type='text'>Happiness?</title><content type='html'>When everything is going smooth, no one will ever find out who their real friends are. Its only when you are down and needs something that all these 'friends' are no where to be found.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you deal with these people?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure, you will feel extreme disappointment. Maybe tinged with sadness as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then live goes one and the only thing that you can do for yourself is open your eyes to these so called friends and make no mistakes in thinking that they will be there when you are down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moral of the story?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not place your happiness in the hands of others. Do what makes you happy and not do what makes others happy. That is the favour you can do for yourself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35300957-2143290761580247768?l=artowawa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/feeds/2143290761580247768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35300957&amp;postID=2143290761580247768&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/2143290761580247768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/2143290761580247768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/2010/01/happiness.html' title='Happiness?'/><author><name>Artowawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313709630906892544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35300957.post-9053186093493997760</id><published>2010-01-15T22:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T22:20:14.067+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby Hudu&apos;s Life'/><title type='text'>When boredom strikes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I finally complete the Medan trip post....its so long and there are so many pictures....next time I dun wanna blog about my trips liaw.....so tiring. It is even more tiring than work le.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am like so looking forward to my trip to singapore man! Shopping all the way. Shopping rulez!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you all seen the news regarding new credit card regulations? You can only have a credit card to which your salary is banked into or you have a FD that is equivalent to the credit limit. Its something like that. I really think that its a good way to curb credit card debts. These days there are simply too many people who lives on credit card. They really have to learn how to live within their means. Its gonna be hard at first......managing your debts but then acknowledging that you have a problem is a good start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am very busy during work these days. I really dislike meetings. Its so time consuming and if something come out of it then its good.....imagine you sit in a meeting for hours and hours and then after the meeting you realise that you are still at square one. Now that is frustrating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been having the sniffles for more than 1 week already. Its so annoying that while trying to do something, you have to go blow your nose or even sneezing so loudly that everyone looks at you. The weather is not helping things either. The sky has been crying since like 3 days ago. At least now there is a short reprieve from the rain. Its making me so irritable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope its sunny tomorrow coz tomorrow is laundry day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I mention that I lost the first badminton match. Its so shitty. Made too much mistakes already. Stupid me! Really gotta improve le.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35300957-9053186093493997760?l=artowawa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/feeds/9053186093493997760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35300957&amp;postID=9053186093493997760&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/9053186093493997760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/9053186093493997760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/2010/01/when-boredom-strikes.html' title='When boredom strikes'/><author><name>Artowawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313709630906892544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35300957.post-8194734566168784807</id><published>2010-01-15T13:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T14:06:26.701+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hilarious'/><title type='text'>Short movie plot by Bi</title><content type='html'>Bi wrote a short potential movie plot about me just now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really think that he is too free lo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is wat he wrote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He called it "The Bread"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Its a story about this plump girl going to buy a bread one night cos she scared she hungry in the morning. but then she forgot to eat it . n left it outside her room . after several nights the bread mutated . a big mouth guy came along for 'lami' (gin rummy) n ate it..then he change into 'yao kuai' (monster)... calling himself "the BREAD " going around killing ppl.. the plump girl felt 'paiseh' (embarrassed) cos she is the one who caused all this jz because of her 'tamciakness' (greediness). so one night she asked the big mouth guy to come over , when he arrived she jumped from 3rd floor n crushed the big mouth guy ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;THE END&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what do you think of his story? I think its silly but its funny. Gotta give him credits for thinking of this short plot. hahaha&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/35300957-8194734566168784807?l=artowawa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/feeds/8194734566168784807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35300957&amp;postID=8194734566168784807&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/8194734566168784807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/8194734566168784807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/2010/01/short-movie-plot-by-bi.html' title='Short movie plot by Bi'/><author><name>Artowawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313709630906892544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35300957.post-6169938692852480973</id><published>2010-01-09T08:37:00.066+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T16:12:07.590+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><title type='text'>Bobby Tanota's wedding in Medan</title><content type='html'>Bi and me went off to Medan in Dec for our good friend, Bob wedding in Medan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to buy direct flights to Medan, unfortunately there are no direct flight. Either stopover in Singapore or KL and then transit to Medan. After working out all the cost and everything, I decided to fly Airasia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its cheaper but.....a very big &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;BUT&lt;/span&gt; the flight was delayed. If I remember correctly (old liaw happened about a month ago), we were scheduled to fly off around 7pm plus but ended up flying off at around 10pm plus le. Luckily I was very the ready! I brought Bi's PSP as well as my small acer as well as a book to kill boredom. We just sat around in coffee bean and use the wifi there. I even manage to post sth on fb regarding the delayed flight. hahaha..............no one was surprised that the flight was delayed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since the flight to Medan was around 11am the next morning, I decided to stay at tunes hotel, which is only like 5 mins away from the airport. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;OMG!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt; For the amount that I paid for that room, its like so not worth it. The room was barely big enough for 2 person and when we entered the room, it was so hot inside. Not to mention that the room that we were given was so close to the elevator. Hence, I could hear people walking around and talking very loudly&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; in the middle of the night!&lt;/span&gt; These ppl also no brain one, in the middle of the night walk here n there never mind, yet still dare to talk as if they are alone in the whole hotel. *sigh* The room and the toilet itself is not that clean as well. So all in all, it was a big geli lo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we arrived at the airport bright and early to have breakfast at Old Town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The food was good! Bi and me had good old coffee, toast, hor fun and asam laksa. It was YUMMY! The food is way better than secret recipe. I wan Old Town in Brunei le.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walked around trying to kill time. Sayang that the LCCT doesn't have Burberry or even Burgerking. Only have Sembonia and MarryBrown. Nothing much to shop but we got some sweets and plums to help us minimise the air pressure while flying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what???????!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our flight was delayed &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(AGAIN!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally the first pic of this post.....is me looking quite unhappy about the delay.&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S0fTMDAH7qI/AAAAAAAABFI/W8uXxo1aJSs/s1600-h/IMG_2540.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S0fTMDAH7qI/AAAAAAAABFI/W8uXxo1aJSs/s320/IMG_2540.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424536480108768930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Actually, I did try to smile liaw.....but FAIL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;See this pic of Bi.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S0fUzty4CiI/AAAAAAAABFQ/mLjpvIn0ows/s1600-h/IMG_2539.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S0fUzty4CiI/AAAAAAAABFQ/mLjpvIn0ows/s320/IMG_2539.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424538261122452002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't it look very familar? Coz its the same pose as &lt;a href="http://artowawa.blogspot.com/2008/02/kl-singapore-trip.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you find the pic that I referring to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only this time he didn't even bother to look at the camera. Boys and their PSP....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We touched down at the Medan airport and my heart was racing very face. Coz I heard all sorts of things about the immigration in Indonesia. Luckily it was alright. The officers were quite efficient. (Maybe also perhaps we walked damn fast and was right infront of the queue lo)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once we cleared the immigration, we waited outside for our friend Bobby. Gosh, its been like 5 years since we last met. It was back in 2004. He seemed taller than I last remembered. (and slimmer too) hehe. He brought us for lunch before heading back to check into the hotel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Warning! If you are feeling hungry please do not read any further! Its all pictures of food!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S0fWAggvTCI/AAAAAAAABFg/ZqxmxP3h_yc/s1600-h/IMG_2541.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S0fWAggvTCI/AAAAAAAABFg/ZqxmxP3h_yc/s320/IMG_2541.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424539580406647842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Satay! This is the salty type. Abit not used to it. But the chilli is damn spicy! Whew!But with all the onions......so wangi la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S0fXDPTKvgI/AAAAAAAABFo/P9YoN-09M_Y/s1600-h/IMG_2542.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S0fXDPTKvgI/AAAAAAAABFo/P9YoN-09M_Y/s320/IMG_2542.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424540726837558786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is something like pulut panggang. But the filling is so much! Got daging, ayam and fish (think its tuna or something) Sorry was too hungry so ate a few pieces before remembering to take pic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S0fXr4vUh0I/AAAAAAAABFw/jZDLfe-8CtM/s1600-h/IMG_2543.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S0fXr4vUh0I/AAAAAAAABFw/jZDLfe-8CtM/s320/IMG_2543.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424541425156261698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This one is non-halal! Pig's spareparts! Wah so nice la. With the sauce........oooooo delicious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S0fYuQm6wqI/AAAAAAAABGA/YLEjB6jQv44/s1600-h/IMG_2546.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S0fYuQm6wqI/AAAAAAAABGA/YLEjB6jQv44/s320/IMG_2546.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424542565434835618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This one is just normal noodle soup (Bob was having this not me so dunno about the taste) But I was surprised that they put keropok in the noodle soup! He said this is better than the Duck meehoon soup wo. (coming up next)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S0fYOEn1N8I/AAAAAAAABF4/FzR53Dl7Je0/s1600-h/IMG_2544.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S0fYOEn1N8I/AAAAAAAABF4/FzR53Dl7Je0/s320/IMG_2544.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424542012461627330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the duck meehoon soup! Don't for a moment think that this is just any normal duck soup. As you can see that the soup is clear! But yet so tasty. This is simply A +++++++++ (Bob claimed that his noodle soup is nicer than this. But everyone ordered this le!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S0faEsaymUI/AAAAAAAABGQ/gyGOFwHhw-M/s1600-h/IMG_2547.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S0faEsaymUI/AAAAAAAABGQ/gyGOFwHhw-M/s320/IMG_2547.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424544050368911682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is another very the delicious food! Its something like fish cake but then there is an egg in the middle of it. Can you all see a bit yellowish in the middle? It was still hot when it was serve. Goes perfectly with the sauce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S0fa4AuhhlI/AAAAAAAABGY/02lCZPM9jKE/s1600-h/IMG_2545.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S0fa4AuhhlI/AAAAAAAABGY/02lCZPM9jKE/s320/IMG_2545.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424544931993716306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Last but not least the drinks that Bi and me ordered. Bob ordered it first. I tot its Teh C Ping lagi la. I asked him wat issit. He said green bean! I was so blur that I thought that it was green bean + teh C ping le. (yeah blur me) But it was gula Melacca with green bean. It was delicious once again. Note that I DO NOT like green beans at all. But I love this drink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am getting so hungry. I can still remember all the different taste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, was so eager to post the pictures of food that I forgot something that shocked me in Medan! &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;The traffic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Those who haven been to Indonesia (someone told me that the traffic is worse in Jakarta) It was so terrible. 2 lane road became a 5 lane road. Our driver was driving on the wrong lane lagi which was meant for the on coming traffic and not us. Imagine our horror when I saw the direction of the arrow (on the road) pointing towards us. I feel like stepping on the brake for the driver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing is that all the cars are so close together that you can practically just roll down your window n dig the nose for the person in the car next to yours! Yes, am not exaggerating. It was terrible. No one uses the indicator. Everyone just keep honking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Hotel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We stayed in Swissbel Hotel which was recommended by Bob. It is adjacent to the newest mall in Medan. It was so cheap. The hotel rates I mean. For a 5 star hotel, I paid like only Bnd190 for 2 nights, inclusive of all taxes and service charges.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S0fb5a005oI/AAAAAAAABGg/Hj4Xw08ksZY/s1600-h/IMG_2548.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S0fb5a005oI/AAAAAAAABGg/Hj4Xw08ksZY/s320/IMG_2548.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424546055690970754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kickass king size bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S0fcU54fVPI/AAAAAAAABGo/_AxaznBHw64/s1600-h/IMG_2549.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S0fcU54fVPI/AAAAAAAABGo/_AxaznBHw64/s320/IMG_2549.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424546527884301554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the 32 inch TV&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S0fc07LVYFI/AAAAAAAABGw/bCf_Z8ylY4M/s1600-h/IMG_2552.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S0fc07LVYFI/AAAAAAAABGw/bCf_Z8ylY4M/s320/IMG_2552.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424547077987590226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The wall decorations. (It looks like a giant safety pin to me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S0gfAFRlS3I/AAAAAAAABG4/dVQhoiYE6JU/s1600-h/IMG_2551.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S0gfAFRlS3I/AAAAAAAABG4/dVQhoiYE6JU/s320/IMG_2551.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424619837444148082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Full length mirror. Actually its the wardrobe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although the hotel services were impeccable but I got one huge complaint about the hotel. Lighting not enough! It was quite dark. I wanna do makeup also hard. Have to fight with Bi over the toilet mirror.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dinner!&lt;/span&gt;&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/_e482TfFG2c0/S0ghwoKt_fI/AAAAAAAABHA/FM5PW5-05eI/s1600-h/IMG_2556.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S0ghwoKt_fI/AAAAAAAABHA/FM5PW5-05eI/s320/IMG_2556.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424622870467575282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is Indon Kolomee. Very the nice also. Sorry it was messed up. Too hungry liaw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S0gieSBO48I/AAAAAAAABHI/JjcdPKpjF94/s1600-h/IMG_2557.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S0gieSBO48I/AAAAAAAABHI/JjcdPKpjF94/s320/IMG_2557.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424623654796190658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is something like.....I forgot the name liaw. But this is nice as well coz its crispy on the outer layer and soft and chewy on the inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S0qBGNCEYwI/AAAAAAAABHg/nBHbJLubzU4/s1600-h/IMG_2560.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S0qBGNCEYwI/AAAAAAAABHg/nBHbJLubzU4/s320/IMG_2560.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425290644698718978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Fried mee! Got crab meat some more......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Not much photog coz we were too busy eating and having fun with our new friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S0qBXh0SwsI/AAAAAAAABHo/C3UdVr1mRK8/s1600-h/IMG_2561.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S0qBXh0SwsI/AAAAAAAABHo/C3UdVr1mRK8/s320/IMG_2561.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425290942335861442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;New friends: Jenny and Kok Fei (not sure whether its the right spelling o not)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jenny is crazy about BB(blackberry) and till now still asking me to buy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S0qB7qZqkhI/AAAAAAAABHw/4RHDjCIAoq8/s1600-h/IMG_2564.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S0qB7qZqkhI/AAAAAAAABHw/4RHDjCIAoq8/s320/IMG_2564.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425291563115385362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Group Photo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S0qL1j5OEpI/AAAAAAAABH4/USxRoAYeRVY/s1600-h/IMG_2567.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S0qL1j5OEpI/AAAAAAAABH4/USxRoAYeRVY/s320/IMG_2567.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425302453405749906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Abbi and Arto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S0qMlrKNsHI/AAAAAAAABIA/bk5MHhpmeTc/s1600-h/IMG_2568.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S0qMlrKNsHI/AAAAAAAABIA/bk5MHhpmeTc/s320/IMG_2568.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425303279989796978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jenny and me (pardon the sweaty look, it was very hot and humid). Just realised that Jenny and me are both wearing red!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S0qNKUJ9hTI/AAAAAAAABII/-NyP6I2eMZk/s1600-h/IMG_2573.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S0qNKUJ9hTI/AAAAAAAABII/-NyP6I2eMZk/s320/IMG_2573.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425303909469881650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My star earrings.....have been looking forever for it. Found it in Medan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S0qP7sVv2VI/AAAAAAAABIg/a1w-RV4FKhg/s1600-h/IMG_2555.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S0qP7sVv2VI/AAAAAAAABIg/a1w-RV4FKhg/s320/IMG_2555.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425306956798613842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new PINK crocs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Bi also bought new crocs but I din manage to get a pic. Its like leather shoes like that but then its crocs. So light and comfy wo (as per Bi lo) I have to admit that it was little ol me who pointed out that design one........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S0qO7FyL3iI/AAAAAAAABIQ/Iu4Q1apHu_0/s1600-h/IMG_2577.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S0qO7FyL3iI/AAAAAAAABIQ/Iu4Q1apHu_0/s320/IMG_2577.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425305846937280034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All made up for the dinner. Regretted not bringing my yellow high heels le.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S0qScY1PDlI/AAAAAAAABIw/O28IiFe39P4/s1600-h/IMG_2579.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S0qScY1PDlI/AAAAAAAABIw/O28IiFe39P4/s320/IMG_2579.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425309717520911954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wah my Bi so shuai le! (Tell you sth ah, he bought the whole get up in Medan coz he DID NOT bring any formal clothes to Medan although I told him to. He brought jeans and a polo shirt nia.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S0qTUQsEzPI/AAAAAAAABI4/ocBzkRa88nM/s1600-h/IMG_2599.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S0qTUQsEzPI/AAAAAAAABI4/ocBzkRa88nM/s320/IMG_2599.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425310677407681778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me with the feather headband bought just that afternoon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S0qTwgC0s0I/AAAAAAAABJA/sLK-OdIwMoo/s1600-h/IMG_2619.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S0qTwgC0s0I/AAAAAAAABJA/sLK-OdIwMoo/s320/IMG_2619.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425311162565964610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abbi and me (self taken)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S0qUL5eDWbI/AAAAAAAABJI/da2dz-Ka39A/s1600-h/IMG_2621.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S0qUL5eDWbI/AAAAAAAABJI/da2dz-Ka39A/s320/IMG_2621.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425311633247525298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jenny helped us take this photo coz she kesian us. But then I like to take pic of ourselves also one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S1AS6sCHEwI/AAAAAAAABJQ/sJNaMPqNcIo/s1600-h/IMG_2585.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S1AS6sCHEwI/AAAAAAAABJQ/sJNaMPqNcIo/s320/IMG_2585.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426858350443172610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The menu for the night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S1ATPkUBfII/AAAAAAAABJY/nO4aQqnmsCA/s1600-h/IMG_2601.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S1ATPkUBfII/AAAAAAAABJY/nO4aQqnmsCA/s320/IMG_2601.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426858709148073090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fresh water king prawn with fruitsalad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The prawn is kick ass sized. Too bad I don't like prawn. But I love the fruit salad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S1AUDbzKVRI/AAAAAAAABJo/fZxRWVJ0dNI/s1600-h/IMG_2606.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S1AUDbzKVRI/AAAAAAAABJo/fZxRWVJ0dNI/s320/IMG_2606.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426859600215954706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Braised shark's fin soup with superior seafood in mini casserole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DELICIOUS! Its shaped into a fin like shape. Simply delicious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a chicken in teriyaki sauce in between here but was too hungry. Only remembered no photog was taken after I finished everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S1AUhWhTZaI/AAAAAAAABJw/4PrOURSB36M/s1600-h/IMG_2611.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S1AUhWhTZaI/AAAAAAAABJw/4PrOURSB36M/s320/IMG_2611.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426860114194949538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cod fish in spicy thai sauce&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually forgot to take pic. Thats why I took Bi's portion instead. I love Cod fish but I find the sauce not spicy enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S1AVjUB2QTI/AAAAAAAABJ4/JYFqwgD9PpM/s1600-h/IMG_2617.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S1AVjUB2QTI/AAAAAAAABJ4/JYFqwgD9PpM/s320/IMG_2617.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426861247397511474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taipan Extraordinary fried rice in bamboo tube&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S1AWqXfbDjI/AAAAAAAABKA/JB7eZtmtr44/s1600-h/IMG_2618.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S1AWqXfbDjI/AAAAAAAABKA/JB7eZtmtr44/s320/IMG_2618.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426862468097576498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My red wine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S1AXKhSGnJI/AAAAAAAABKY/HjRQXw5mKX4/s1600-h/IMG_2622.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S1AXKhSGnJI/AAAAAAAABKY/HjRQXw5mKX4/s320/IMG_2622.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426863020481879186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chilled Lemon Grass Jelly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both Bi and me squeezed the kasturi into the drink. I personally think it taste better with the lime juice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flowers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S1AX-kCrvcI/AAAAAAAABKg/9tIGv-aI6yM/s1600-h/IMG_2587.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S1AX-kCrvcI/AAAAAAAABKg/9tIGv-aI6yM/s320/IMG_2587.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426863914575707586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S1AYbbGQmEI/AAAAAAAABKo/dE-uQHHuj1w/s1600-h/IMG_2594.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S1AYbbGQmEI/AAAAAAAABKo/dE-uQHHuj1w/s320/IMG_2594.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426864410390992962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S1AYjMIizSI/AAAAAAAABKw/8XaEVW3429c/s1600-h/IMG_2602.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S1AYjMIizSI/AAAAAAAABKw/8XaEVW3429c/s320/IMG_2602.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426864543812996386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;See that tofu thingey on the right. I think that its some sort appetizer. I love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S1AZRz79dpI/AAAAAAAABLI/V2mskHDSc1c/s1600-h/IMG_2592.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S1AZRz79dpI/AAAAAAAABLI/V2mskHDSc1c/s320/IMG_2592.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426865344771618450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S1AZMWxPglI/AAAAAAAABLA/FBPzzMqNOmQ/s1600-h/IMG_2590.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S1AZMWxPglI/AAAAAAAABLA/FBPzzMqNOmQ/s320/IMG_2590.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426865251042689618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S1AZC6-7DxI/AAAAAAAABK4/oI29JwXChNo/s1600-h/IMG_2588.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S1AZC6-7DxI/AAAAAAAABK4/oI29JwXChNo/s320/IMG_2588.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426865088965054226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S1AZyWy5qbI/AAAAAAAABLY/-l6Ce78OfYU/s1600-h/IMG_2624.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S1AZyWy5qbI/AAAAAAAABLY/-l6Ce78OfYU/s320/IMG_2624.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426865903884675506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S1AZlhioZmI/AAAAAAAABLQ/ztgDTV3HV40/s1600-h/IMG_2623.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S1AZlhioZmI/AAAAAAAABLQ/ztgDTV3HV40/s320/IMG_2623.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426865683430925922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S1AZ7r9nqwI/AAAAAAAABLg/LuyNoHOEpno/s1600-h/IMG_2626.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S1AZ7r9nqwI/AAAAAAAABLg/LuyNoHOEpno/s320/IMG_2626.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426866064185600770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I like this pic of Bi. He looks so cute neh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S1AaPBE3Z-I/AAAAAAAABLo/LqgBJOTMWWU/s1600-h/IMG_2628.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S1AaPBE3Z-I/AAAAAAAABLo/LqgBJOTMWWU/s320/IMG_2628.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426866396270651362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Newly weds! Look so different from the previous day eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were all going to a club after the wedding after the dinner reception. Yes the groom and the bride included. But since Bi and me has an early flight, we decided not to join them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So said byes to our newly found friend and old friends as well and hope that it wont be too long before we meet again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we arrived at the airport the next morning, we had quite the shock. We had absolutely no idea how it is gonna be....you know after hearing all those horror stories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was so hectic. Everyone rushing to grab your luggage. Dunno whether to let them help or not since we dunno whether they are gonna run off with my luggage o not. Then while I was checking out whether our flight details, one guy approached us and asked air asia. The he took our passport and itinary out of my hands! I was so scared at that point. Turned out he just wanted to help us to fill in the necessary forms and pay the taxes in return for a small fees of coz. I had no idea what was happening and of coz we din have any small change on hands. The person who helped us with the luggage is so greedy, we gave him some tips he said its not enough. He just asked for more. The person who helped us with the forms were kinder though. He just asked for a very small fees. Luckily nothing bad happened when we were leaving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S1AamiWe0PI/AAAAAAAABL4/lTzlB-bRRhM/s1600-h/IMG_2639.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S1AamiWe0PI/AAAAAAAABL4/lTzlB-bRRhM/s320/IMG_2639.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426866800339898610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;From Medan to KL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The clouds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S1AcDT6X0ZI/AAAAAAAABMY/ooDUxcTaCCw/s1600-h/IMG_2649.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S1AcDT6X0ZI/AAAAAAAABMY/ooDUxcTaCCw/s320/IMG_2649.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426868394191737234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S1Aa0BT-PiI/AAAAAAAABMI/l7xfMH8w-Sw/s1600-h/IMG_2649.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S1Aa0BT-PiI/AAAAAAAABMI/l7xfMH8w-Sw/s320/IMG_2649.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426867031989173794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S1AafhgbL6I/AAAAAAAABLw/LU9R_9-oQ0M/s1600-h/IMG_2636.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S1AafhgbL6I/AAAAAAAABLw/LU9R_9-oQ0M/s320/IMG_2636.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426866679854084002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S1AatXpCqgI/AAAAAAAABMA/7PrA2FISBfw/s1600-h/IMG_2643.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S1AatXpCqgI/AAAAAAAABMA/7PrA2FISBfw/s320/IMG_2643.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426866917724039682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The view&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S1AbMJ6TWeI/AAAAAAAABMQ/TQmiNWBxkoo/s1600-h/IMG_2647.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S1AbMJ6TWeI/AAAAAAAABMQ/TQmiNWBxkoo/s320/IMG_2647.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426867446614284770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S1AdCYk2b0I/AAAAAAAABMg/xFnK7IoqLeM/s1600-h/IMG_2652.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S1AdCYk2b0I/AAAAAAAABMg/xFnK7IoqLeM/s320/IMG_2652.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426869477775404866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S1AdR2nkrpI/AAAAAAAABMo/JXQnQeW0XFg/s1600-h/IMG_2653.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S1AdR2nkrpI/AAAAAAAABMo/JXQnQeW0XFg/s320/IMG_2653.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426869743537925778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S1AdZaufjBI/AAAAAAAABMw/ZXORdoH-ZPQ/s1600-h/IMG_2654.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S1AdZaufjBI/AAAAAAAABMw/ZXORdoH-ZPQ/s320/IMG_2654.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426869873489710098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as per Bi, prove that we went to Pavilion. We only had like 4 hours to spare. We took the huge risk in going out to Pavilion. Had lunch there....YUMMY! and bought perfumes! I bought Anna Sui 'Rock Me' (actually it was Bi buy for me one) hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S1AhTs_MwJI/AAAAAAAABM4/rlLXX5ezR9w/s1600-h/IMG_2655.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S1AhTs_MwJI/AAAAAAAABM4/rlLXX5ezR9w/s320/IMG_2655.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426874173358915730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what you do when you are bored in the plane. READ!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S1Aht_uT4kI/AAAAAAAABNA/NprdK6KBM5g/s1600-h/IMG_2648.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S1Aht_uT4kI/AAAAAAAABNA/NprdK6KBM5g/s320/IMG_2648.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426874625064952386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thats all for now. Writing a travel blog is tiring! This post has been in the writing since the start of 2010 le. Thats you if you noticed, I wrote less and less towards the end.&lt;br /&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/35300957-6169938692852480973?l=artowawa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/feeds/6169938692852480973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35300957&amp;postID=6169938692852480973&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/6169938692852480973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/6169938692852480973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/2010/01/bobby-tanotas-wedding-in-medan.html' title='Bobby Tanota&apos;s wedding in Medan'/><author><name>Artowawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313709630906892544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/S0fTMDAH7qI/AAAAAAAABFI/W8uXxo1aJSs/s72-c/IMG_2540.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35300957.post-6502620790160033590</id><published>2010-01-09T03:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T04:09:58.372+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Year Rhttp://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gifesolutions'/><title type='text'>Happy New Year 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy New Year to everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have been meaning to write something for quite some time and has not manage to bring my lazy butt to blog anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here I am in the middle of the night blogging while listening to one of my all time favourites 'Up' soundtrack. Whoever is interested in the soundtrack can get if from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets get the New Year &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;RESOLUTIONS&lt;/span&gt; out of the way first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1 I wanna be healthier (I believe that I am on my way there but not quite there yet. Gotta try harder)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#2 Put in more effort into my work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#3 Travel more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#4 Resolution number 3 leads to 4, which is to save more money!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#5 Learn to control my temper more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#6 Clean my room more often&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#7 Get started on Subbie project (this is also in conjunction with resolution # 4)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#8 Lasik my poor eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#9 Improve in badminton (Currently I sucked!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#10 Sleep earlier! (which is good for health and what I am doing now is NOT good for my health)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#11 Learn to accept other people's faults, warts and all (this might be a little harder than the rest)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#12 To leave my hair alone......wanna keep is long........very long! (I miss my long hair! *sniff* *sniff*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taking a short break from making resolutions! I am just typing down whatever that comes to my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disclaimer: The above listing of new year resolutions are subjected to changes whenever and whatever I want. No questions nor comments!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that list done, I am gonna start this 2010 year with some quirks that I find horribly irritating,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drivers these days lack driving skills and common sense! This is gonna be my all time annoyance! Have you ever try lets say, driving song song (hokkien for happily) on the right lane, no stupid cars blocking you and suddenly a slow slow turtle comes out from the left lane? Thats not all, some more that car is driving slowly (like a tortoise) on the right lane. It annoys me to no end! Makes my blood boil! (Literally ok?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then people who doesn't have the courtesy to say 'Excuse me' when they bump into you. Instead, they like to practice their scarest face on you. SOLI! Your face doesn't scare me. Yeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Rude ppl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People who likes to smoke like a chimney in public! oooooooooooooooo! How I hate that. So inconsiderate! If you wanna smoke and subject yourself to whatever health complications, go ahead by all means. However, don't make us non smokers breathe in the second hand unfiltered smoke!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok la, don't wanna make everyone fall asleep from my complaints.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a lot of photos to share with everyone! But my eyes are heavier than lead now. So I'm gonna head to la la land for now and will post the photos real soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muaks! Nites people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35300957-6502620790160033590?l=artowawa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/feeds/6502620790160033590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35300957&amp;postID=6502620790160033590&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/6502620790160033590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/6502620790160033590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-new-year-2010.html' title='Happy New Year 2010'/><author><name>Artowawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313709630906892544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35300957.post-8098340398598941229</id><published>2009-12-29T09:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T09:55:09.665+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='small talks'/><title type='text'>Randomness</title><content type='html'>The aircon office is cold today. Yipee! Yesterday it seems like the aircon is malfunctioning and it was so stuffy, even my cute little fan wasn't helping much (just make my  hair more messy nia)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xmas has come and left. New year is in a few days. 2010 is like in a few days time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven have the time to sit down and seriously write sth on this blog. Seems so dead. Kelian la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With badminton on alternate days and not forgetting my favourite past time which is lami and watching movies, where got time left to blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I think one of my 2010 resolutions will be to blog on a regular basis. I must allocate a time slot on a fixed day to blog if not ho.....this blog really kesian lo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Super hungry right now. Gonna go look for sth to eat. Ta!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35300957-8098340398598941229?l=artowawa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/feeds/8098340398598941229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35300957&amp;postID=8098340398598941229&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/8098340398598941229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/8098340398598941229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/2009/12/randomness.html' title='Randomness'/><author><name>Artowawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313709630906892544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35300957.post-4808056236740654593</id><published>2009-12-19T00:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T00:20:38.074+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby Hudu&apos;s Life'/><title type='text'>Mattress</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sealy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simmons?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kingkoil?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vono?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slumberland?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dreamland?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headache?????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Definnitely!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35300957.post-5760317084797493852</id><published>2009-12-17T10:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T10:40:29.228+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Patience</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am in the midst of writing something.......am looking for my photos which are so dispersed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patience!&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/35300957-5760317084797493852?l=artowawa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/feeds/5760317084797493852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby Hudu&apos;s Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CPA'/><title type='text'>End of a journey</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today marked the end of a journey that started 4 years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been a hard, sweat filled journey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's hope that the final destination is worth all these effort.&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/35300957-4581199410494525031?l=artowawa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/feeds/4581199410494525031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35300957&amp;postID=4581199410494525031&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I am like so tired!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven been blogging lately coz I am so very the busy and not to mention tired, that is extremely tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had 3 days of Fire Marshall training last week. Tiring but fun. First day was pretty boring as it all theory and just sitting in the lecture hall listening to Encik Rozita. The 2nd day was really taxing. Had to be under the sun almost the whole day. I gotta grab the photos from our dearest photographer. 3rd day was also fun as they put us into the 'rumah asap' direct translation is the smoke house. Its pitch dark inside and we had to practically feel our way out. I scraped my knee but again it was really fun...... and its also extremely funny for group 4 ( I just wanna LOL when I think about it and their faces....haha) See Group 4 came out only after group 5 and 6 were out. Thats because when they reached the exit they did not pushed or knocked at the door where someone would let us out so they doubled back...not once but twice and in the end they just 'lepak' there sitting on the floor until someone went in and get them.....it was hilarious!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I am a qualified Fire Marshall now. I think that this is a really a good training. Not only in terms in the knowledge of fire fighting but also its good for our physical and mental fitness. (P.S. I can do 10 push ups le......gimme face la, for my body 10 push ups at one go is very good liaw) hahaha. Everyone should know what to do in case there is a fire emergency. This course really can equip you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel proud eh!!!!! hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning Bi and me went to Shahbandar. We reached there around 6:50 AM ok? I woke up at 6:30 am on a Sunday.....gosh someone go buy 4d liaw.....sure kena one hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some photos to share share........eh must show off a little la coz its not always I wake up so early on a Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/SvbKsupGbxI/AAAAAAAABEk/I1uZniumvUU/s1600-h/P081109_07.33.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/SvbKsupGbxI/AAAAAAAABEk/I1uZniumvUU/s320/P081109_07.33.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401727672860962578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/SvbMBpli-bI/AAAAAAAABE0/iQ4SuYFIgKc/s1600-h/P081109_07.11.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/SvbMBpli-bI/AAAAAAAABE0/iQ4SuYFIgKc/s320/P081109_07.11.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401729131792759218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/SvbK9-H1ZFI/AAAAAAAABEs/jsNaVqDtHiQ/s1600-h/P081109_07.33%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/SvbK9-H1ZFI/AAAAAAAABEs/jsNaVqDtHiQ/s320/P081109_07.33%5B01%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401727969074177106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/SvbOVlj5fvI/AAAAAAAABE8/WLoCN3wImuU/s1600-h/P081109_07.33%5B03%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/SvbOVlj5fvI/AAAAAAAABE8/WLoCN3wImuU/s320/P081109_07.33%5B03%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401731673332743922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dun play play, I reached the end of the bukit le.....not bad le....hahaha but actually it was Bi who practically forced me to hike all 9 bukits. I was like face black black and walking really slow the whole time. What to do, leg pain le.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am clearing all the photos that I took with my mobile phone. Getting tired.....more next time....&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/35300957-648746698083693770?l=artowawa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/feeds/648746698083693770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35300957&amp;postID=648746698083693770&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/648746698083693770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/648746698083693770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-am-like-so-tired-haven-been-blogging.html' title=''/><author><name>Artowawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313709630906892544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/SvbKsupGbxI/AAAAAAAABEk/I1uZniumvUU/s72-c/P081109_07.33.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35300957.post-4044285332513752605</id><published>2009-10-19T02:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T03:13:13.250+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food for thought'/><title type='text'>Comparisons??</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Wines wines wines.....that is all that is in my head. Why? Coz my CPA 113 case study is about the wine industry. Trying to prepare all the necessary preparations. I really really really hope that whatever that I had prepared are sufficient.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah yeah.....I should be studying but I am taking a short break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These few days (I am on leave), I have been on the fb so much (during my breaks la). Watching videos, looking at photos, commenting on people's status. (its so much fun when something is forbidden) I also played fb games......all these activities with Bi constantly harping at me to study and not waste time. He told me that he doesn't understand why I cant do all these after the exam. Like I said, things are more fun if its near exam time. hehehe.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, there is another thought on my mind (nothing to do with my exam but I really wanna say here that I hope that I will pass this paper). You know how as humans, we all like to compare. Everything also wanna compare. Lifestyle, money, achievements, families, results, salary, gadgets, looks, hairstyle, diamonds, bags, shoes (I'm a girl ok so of coz those things I talk about is all girlish and stuff)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So why do we compare? I mean if compare already, then you will feel disatified with what you have. Then you will be unhappy. Unhappy already then? Some people are positive about this disatisfaction. They will work hard till they achieve what they want to achieve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there are others who are not so positive about this. They then to complain. Complain about life, complain how hard their life are, how this, how that. But they don't do anything about it. They wanna get a better job, let say for an example. But they don't do anything about it. They wont upgrade themselves, they wont even muster up the energy to write a good resume and send it out. They just sit there and complains to anyone and everyone who would listen. These people will just get more and more unhappy about their situation and makes everyone who is around them miserable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there are those people who wanna compare but don't quite measure up. These are the people who puts everyone down, just to make themselves feel good. These people are quite easy to spot. Those who likes to boast and lives in denial. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So with all these comparisons, you cant help but ask yourself, what is the best? Is it earning big bucks? Owing that Hermes bag? Driving a ferrari/lambo/bently? Being able to buy that huge 12 carats diamond?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The answer that I think is the most suitable (and one that makes the most sense) is that what you think is the best is the best. So it doesn't necessary means that it has to be the best of everything but one that meets your needs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its good to have the drive to better yourself, but at some point, you just have to learn to be content.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So set your own needs and requirements. It do not have to be on the same set of needs and requirements of others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contentment........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK...break time is over....back to thinking about wines.....wish me luck!&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/35300957-4044285332513752605?l=artowawa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/feeds/4044285332513752605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35300957&amp;postID=4044285332513752605&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/4044285332513752605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/4044285332513752605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/2009/10/comparisons.html' title='Comparisons??'/><author><name>Artowawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313709630906892544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35300957.post-626156405254154086</id><published>2009-10-04T23:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T23:26:29.802+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food for thought'/><title type='text'>Marriage</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I am supposed to be studying...taking a quick break to blog about what is on my mind now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I am studying, I will normally take quick breaks surfing fb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came across a number of things lately. I found out that I have this friend (whom I am not very close and is more than a decade older than I am) is recently divorced. She has been married for 20 odd years. It saddens one to see such a long marriage break down and results in a divorce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I saw another friend who just ROMed a few days ago (and again a friend whom I am not very close to)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So a thought crossed my little mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are a lot of couples who rushed into marriage. These are the couples who will have the toughest time coz they have to adjust to marriage life and its not all that sweet. Marriage is a full time job where you have to constantly work at it so that the marriage will be successful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marriage is not all about those big wedding dinner, gorgeous photo shoots, flowers and whatnot. Its about a union between 2 families. YES! 2 families, the bride and the bridegroom are not the only ones uniting in this marriage. You have to bring together 2 family values that may or may not be very different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are many aspects to consider.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me (I think coz I am not married yet), I think that its important not to lose your own identity even after you married. Its easy to revolve your life around your new husband and family and what if (and that is a very big what if), this husband of yours decide that he wanna leave this family that you two have created together? What will happen to me then?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anything could happen and we have to be prepared for it. We are now woman of the new era. We should be financially independent. We should have lives too, outside of the marriage. We are still human too so we need human contact other than our husbands and children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have some other friends who have totally lost their trust in marriages. I think that they must have it very bad in order to lost that trust in other people. I think its sad. But they have to slowly regain their trust in the opposite sex and its not a process that can be rushed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ba, I blabbed enough....back to my studies. YAWN!&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/35300957-626156405254154086?l=artowawa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/feeds/626156405254154086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35300957&amp;postID=626156405254154086&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/626156405254154086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/626156405254154086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/2009/10/marriage.html' title='Marriage'/><author><name>Artowawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313709630906892544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35300957.post-6197311438677288260</id><published>2009-10-04T02:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T02:13:04.024+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>Bitter Heart by Zee Avi</title><content type='html'>I am in love with this &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RGDvkjIf0Lg"&gt;song&lt;/a&gt; by Zee Avi!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believe it or not, she is from Malaysia, Miri (if I remember correctly) in fact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35300957-6197311438677288260?l=artowawa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/feeds/6197311438677288260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35300957&amp;postID=6197311438677288260&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/6197311438677288260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/6197311438677288260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/2009/10/bitter-heart-by-zee-avi.html' title='Bitter Heart by Zee Avi'/><author><name>Artowawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313709630906892544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35300957.post-9042351505879656581</id><published>2009-09-30T18:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T18:50:22.479+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trials and tribulation'/><title type='text'>Appearance</title><content type='html'>How does today's society rate a person's appearance?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These days appearances are everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't have money? Never just need to look as if you have money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't have a good personality? Also never mind, just pretend pretend lo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't have brains? Never mind also, as long as look intelligent. (provided one keeps their mouth close as well)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We place so much importance on looks and appearances that we tend to overlook other qualities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As long as you look good, then everything is fine and dandy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35300957-9042351505879656581?l=artowawa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/feeds/9042351505879656581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35300957&amp;postID=9042351505879656581&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/9042351505879656581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/9042351505879656581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/2009/09/appearance.html' title='Appearance'/><author><name>Artowawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313709630906892544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35300957.post-558588491480059887</id><published>2009-09-23T19:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T19:30:14.906+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food for thought'/><title type='text'>Actions and emotions</title><content type='html'>Sometimes you wonder, what is it to be human?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These emotions are so over whelming sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, hate, pain, happiness, sorrow, envy, jealousy, anger, there are so many types of emotions and more often than not, we let emotions control or rather let it be the deciding point of our actions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But also more often than not, for every action there is an equal and opposite reaction (dunno said by who liaw) and thats not the only thing. What follows your every action are a string of events, just like when you throw a stone into the water, there is a rippling effect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So  whenever anyone makes any decisions, it should be well thought out. Don't let your heart rules you all the time. Don't do or say anything that you might regret.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35300957-558588491480059887?l=artowawa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/feeds/558588491480059887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35300957&amp;postID=558588491480059887&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/558588491480059887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/558588491480059887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/2009/09/actions-and-emotions.html' title='Actions and emotions'/><author><name>Artowawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313709630906892544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35300957.post-8351716462669994162</id><published>2009-09-11T23:45:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T00:26:17.462+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Subaru STi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby Hudu&apos;s Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nail Artz'/><title type='text'>Movies and nails</title><content type='html'>I am very the busy o lately. Recently even rushed down to Miri on a working night and came back very the early the next morning for a good friend's wedding dinner......semangat le?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to watch the movie by Jack Neo 'Where got ghost?' just now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/SqpyE-k5DzI/AAAAAAAABDc/D_bOqVaoBh4/s1600-h/where_got_ghost.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 217px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/SqpyE-k5DzI/AAAAAAAABDc/D_bOqVaoBh4/s320/where_got_ghost.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380238134690254642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;There are 3 mini stories. The first 2 are very funny.....the 3rd and final one is a bit sad. It reminded me that we should cherish our parents when they are still here and that they will always look after us, even when they are no longer in this world. I find it touching and I am angry when I see how her sons treated her when she is alive and when after she has passed on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also watched 'Up', the latest by Pixar.&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/_e482TfFG2c0/SqpysklgSVI/AAAAAAAABDk/ehpW53FPREM/s1600-h/up_pixar_one-sheet_poster_022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 216px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/SqpysklgSVI/AAAAAAAABDk/ehpW53FPREM/s320/up_pixar_one-sheet_poster_022.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380238814908270930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They have not disappoint me so far and this animation has once again surpass anything I have watched before. The short film regarding the clouds are also very the touching. (I keep using 'very the' expression)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really love this movie. I cried 2 times le. Its very much about the feelings of love. From the very first time that Carl met Ellie, it is apparent that Carl is in awe of Ellie. She is so full of energy and so fun to be with. Not forgetting the part where they show their progress from a young couple and the things that they do together till the time that Ellie passed on. The dedication that they have for each other is admirable and that is something that is so hard to find these days. I especially love the scenes about Carl and Ellie when they are old. Its so apparent that they still love each other as much as when they just got married. There are no needs for any dialogue. Just the feelings that it invoke in me.....Just like Wall E. There are no need for dialogue. (Just emphasizing here)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that when I am gray and old, my other half will still love me as much as on our wedding day. That we would hold hands and wait for each other (I think he will be waiting for me since I am the slow one)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually I wanted to go watch 'The Final Destination' as well but I heard from my friend that it is very gory (ahh, this is not what is stopping me) The thing is that I heard that its censored! I love all the gory bits, especially love!!!! So I dun wanna the censored part to spoil the whole movie for me so I am gonna wait till the clear copy is released, then I'm gonna get the DVD. Ahhh......am thinking of all the fun that I'm gonna have. (Yeah yeah I am a sicko)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough about movies, I recently went to do my nails again. I love decorated nails!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;TA DA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/Sqp2ZeZXQqI/AAAAAAAABDs/ogWJlyj0fj0/s1600-h/IMG_2430.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/Sqp2ZeZXQqI/AAAAAAAABDs/ogWJlyj0fj0/s320/IMG_2430.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380242884875731618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ribbon on big thumb, cherry pie, pink popsicle, cherry tart and lollipop on my pinky!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/Sqp3KRrhmxI/AAAAAAAABD0/nPYTYp2ntKA/s1600-h/IMG_2429.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/Sqp3KRrhmxI/AAAAAAAABD0/nPYTYp2ntKA/s320/IMG_2429.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380243723275836178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it the cutest?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so excited about my nails, that I drove and crashed a party just to show my babe my nails.......I especially love the pink popsicle!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/Sqp42DC4PeI/AAAAAAAABD8/WuG6kNcUedE/s1600-h/IMG_2432.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/Sqp42DC4PeI/AAAAAAAABD8/WuG6kNcUedE/s320/IMG_2432.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380245574773128674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cant resist taking photo with my cute cute de nails! (Bi beg to differ and thinks this is wasting time.... Bah....what do guys know about nails anyway)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm, my eye bag is still quite bad. Sigh! I must must must be consistent in using eye cream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah another thing before I go and shower n find my lovely bed, last weekend right, we went down to Miri and there was this huge scratch on the left front door. Heart Pain!!!!! Sigh, but I tell myself that its ok that I can repaint the whole car but still......heart pain.....kesian subbie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35300957-8351716462669994162?l=artowawa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/feeds/8351716462669994162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35300957&amp;postID=8351716462669994162&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/8351716462669994162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/8351716462669994162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/2009/09/movies-and-nails.html' title='Movies and nails'/><author><name>Artowawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313709630906892544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/SqpyE-k5DzI/AAAAAAAABDc/D_bOqVaoBh4/s72-c/where_got_ghost.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35300957.post-5399498133457675770</id><published>2009-08-26T10:45:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T10:54:29.863+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memories'/><title type='text'>I miss.......</title><content type='html'>I just read someone's blog about them graduating from Masters!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With all the graduation gowns, certificates, flowers, I missed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna take Masters too. No, no, what I mean is that I wanna experience that high a 2nd time. Its like the anti climax you know. Like all that hard work for the past 3 years, its all for this day. I found some old photos taken during the graduation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/SpSin5qzcGI/AAAAAAAABDM/V5zTY1EoLuw/s1600-h/IMG_0436.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/SpSin5qzcGI/AAAAAAAABDM/V5zTY1EoLuw/s320/IMG_0436.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374099061738795106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/SpSiwgQf3cI/AAAAAAAABDU/s4m7T4P8-kk/s1600-h/IMG_0434.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/SpSiwgQf3cI/AAAAAAAABDU/s4m7T4P8-kk/s320/IMG_0434.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374099209536396738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I miss it. I miss Perth. I miss the life there. I miss being a student. Broke but so free all the time. I miss Coles, I miss Perth City, I miss Hungry Jacks, I miss Basking Robbins, I miss the weather, I miss the dimsum buffet, I miss my friends. I am missing a lot of things right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35300957-5399498133457675770?l=artowawa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/feeds/5399498133457675770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35300957&amp;postID=5399498133457675770&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/5399498133457675770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/5399498133457675770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-miss.html' title='I miss.......'/><author><name>Artowawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313709630906892544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/SpSin5qzcGI/AAAAAAAABDM/V5zTY1EoLuw/s72-c/IMG_0436.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35300957.post-8168716719887135859</id><published>2009-08-19T12:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T12:09:53.238+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rants'/><title type='text'>Ugly Vs Fat</title><content type='html'>If you say that I am fat......well gotta admit it. I am fat but then I can diet and lose the weight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But as for you, you are ugly and stupid......that one ah........hard to solve lo that problem (problems I mean.....ugly still got makeup and cosmetic surgery but stupid ah.......damn hard to solve lo).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.....have to keep reminding myself to be the better person and not stoop to their level.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35300957-8168716719887135859?l=artowawa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/feeds/8168716719887135859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35300957&amp;postID=8168716719887135859&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/8168716719887135859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/8168716719887135859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/2009/08/ugly-vs-fat.html' title='Ugly Vs Fat'/><author><name>Artowawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313709630906892544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35300957.post-8569789160695418712</id><published>2009-08-15T15:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T15:26:51.132+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Badminton'/><title type='text'>First friendly Badminton match</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Been quite some time since I last blogged about anything. Sometimes I just feel tired to do anything after work other than shower n then laze around on my bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had my first badminton friendly last night. It was an eye opener. Those ladies (from police I think) are so strong. Their smash are so deadly. Even if I played correctly and no mistakes (oh yes, last night was full of mistakes), I don't think that Bi and me can win the game. We were kinda thrashed for the first mix doubles. I think a lot of the points were from my mistakes. I were very nervous (first friendly ma). By the 2nd game comes around, we were able to win 1 and lose 1. Quite good lo I feel, coz I am noob....hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think there are some pictures taken by some of my colleagues. I must remember to get it from them. But then again I was sweaty already to begin with so I dun think those photos will be nice le. hahaha, if its not nice I'll demand that they delete it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My left arm is aching so badly and I wonder why. I am using my right arm to play badminton le. How come its the left arm that is hurting so badly? Think that I did not stretched the left arm properly. Have been having back ache lately. Arghhhh.....hahaha prolly too much badminton eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Badminton Badminton.......I badly wanna play badminton now......&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/35300957-8569789160695418712?l=artowawa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/feeds/8569789160695418712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35300957&amp;postID=8569789160695418712&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/8569789160695418712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/8569789160695418712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/2009/08/first-friendly-badminton-match.html' title='First friendly Badminton match'/><author><name>Artowawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313709630906892544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35300957.post-1044795589838316797</id><published>2009-08-07T11:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T11:21:08.280+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bimbo'/><title type='text'>Bimbo moment</title><content type='html'>Bimbo moment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in the lift today and I forgot to press which floor I wanted to go to, so I just stood in there waiting for 2 minutes before finally realizing I had forgotten to press the button!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35300957-1044795589838316797?l=artowawa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/feeds/1044795589838316797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35300957&amp;postID=1044795589838316797&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/1044795589838316797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/1044795589838316797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/2009/08/bimbo-moment.html' title='Bimbo moment'/><author><name>Artowawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313709630906892544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35300957.post-7928680820287831422</id><published>2009-07-29T08:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T08:41:06.218+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Information'/><title type='text'>Finding and keeping a life partner</title><content type='html'>I just read an e-mail from my friend. She had written in the e-mail that she came across a great email and would like to share with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After reading it, I too think its great advice. So I would like to share it with everyone else. Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;FINDING AND KEEPING A LIFE PARTNER by Dov Heller, M.A.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;When it comes to making the decision about choosing a life partner, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 153); text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;no one wants to make a mistake. Yet, with a divorce rate of close to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;50%, it appears that many are making serious mistakes in their &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;approach to finding Mr./Miss. Right!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;If you ask most couples who are engaged why they're getting married, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;they'll say: 'We're in love'; I believe this  is the ..1 mistake &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;people make when they date. Choosing a life partner should never be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;based on love. Though this may sound 'not politically  correct', &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;there's a profound truth here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Love is not the basis for getting married. Rather, love is the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;result of a good marriage. When the other ingredients are right, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;then the love will come. Let me say it again: 'You can't build a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;lifetime relationship on love alone'; You need a lot more!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Here are five questions you must ask yourself if you're serious &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;about finding and keeping a life partner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;QUESTION ...1: Do we share a common life purpose?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Why is this so important? Let me put it this way: If you're married &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;for 20 or 30 years, that's a long time to live  with someone. What do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;you plan to do with each other all that time? Travel, eat and jog &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;together?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;You need to share something deeper and more meaningful. You need a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;common life purpose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Two things can happen in a marriage: (1) You can grow together, or &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(2)you can grow apart. 50% of the people out there are growing apart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;To make a marriage work, you need to know what you want out of life!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Bottom line; marry someone who wants the same thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;QUESTION ..2: Do I feel safe expressing my feelings and thoughts &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;with this person?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;This question goes to the core of the quality of your relationship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Feeling safe means you can communicate openly with this person. The &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;basis of having good communication is trust â€' i.e. trust that I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;won't get 'punished'; or hurt for expressing my honest thoughts and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;feelings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;A colleague of mine defines an abusive person as someone with whom &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;you feel afraid to express your thoughts and feelings... Be honest &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;with yourself on this one. Make sure you feel emotionally safe with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;the person you plan to marry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;QUESTION ..3: Is he/she a mensch?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;A mensch is  someone who is a refined and sensitive person. How can &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;you test? Here are some suggestions. Do they work on personal growth &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;on a regular basis? Are they serious about improving themselves? A &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;teacher of mine defines a good person as 'someone who is always &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;striving to be good and do the right ';. So ask about your &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;significant other: What do they do with their time? Is this person &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;materialistic? Usually a materialistic person is not someone whose &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;top priority is character refinement.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;There are essentially two types of people in the world: (1) People &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;who are dedicated to personal growth and (2) people  who are &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;dedicated to seeking comfort. Someone whose goal in life is to be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;comfortable will put personal comfort ahead of doing the right &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;thing. You need to know that before walking down the aisle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;QUESTION ...4: How does he/she treat other people?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The one most important thing that makes any relationship work is the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ability to give. By giving, we mean the ability to give another &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;person pleasure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Ask: Is this someone who enjoys giving pleasure to others or are &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;they wrapped up in themselves and selfâ€' absorbed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;To measure this, think about the following: How do  they treat people &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;whom they do not have to be nice to, such as waiters, bus boys, taxi &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;drivers, etc.. How do they treat their parents and siblings? Do they &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;have gratitude and appreciation?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;If they don't have gratitude for the people who have given them &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;everything; can you do nearly as much for them? You can be sure that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;someone, who treats others poorly, will eventually treat you poorly &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;QUESTION ..5: Is there anything I'm hoping to change about this &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;person after we're married?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Too many people make the mistake of marrying someone with the  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;intention of trying to 'improve'; them after they're married. As a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;colleague of mine puts it: 'You can probably expect someone to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;change after marriage for the worse' If you cannot fully accept this &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;person the way they are now, then you are not ready to marry them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;In conclusion, dating doesn't have to be difficult and treacherous.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The key is to try leading a little more with your head and less with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;your heart. It pays to be as objective as possible when you are &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;dating; to be sure to ask questions that will help you get to the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;key issues.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Falling in love is a  great feeling, but when you wake up with a ring &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;on your finger, you don't want to find yourself trouble because you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;didn't do your homework.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Another perspective...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;There are some people in your life that need to be loved from a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;distance.. It's amazing what you can accomplish when you let go of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;or at least minimize your time with draining, negative, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;incompatible, notâ€'going anywhere relationships. Observe the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;relationships around you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Pay attention...Which ones lift and which ones lean?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Which ones encourage and which ones discourage?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Which ones are on a path of growth uphill and which ones are going &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;downhill?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;When you leave certain people do you feel better or feel worse?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Which ones dont appreciate you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Which ones make you feel good, praises you, boosts you with loving &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and caring words or annotations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The more you seek quality, respect, growth, peace of mind, love and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;truth around you...the easier it will become for you to decide who &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;gets to sit in the front row and who should be moved to the balcony &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;of your life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;An African proverb states, 'Before you get married,  keep both eyes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;open, and after you marry, close one eye'; Before you get involved &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and make a commitment to someone, don't let lust, desperation, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;immaturity, ignorance, pressure from others or a low selfâ€'esteem &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;make you blind to warning signs. Keep your eyes open, and don't fool &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;yourself that you can change someone or that what you see as faults &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;aren't really that important.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Do you bring out the best in each other?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Do you compliment and compromise with each other, or do you compete, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;compare and control?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;What do you bring to the relationship?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Do you bring past relationships, past hurt, past mistrust, past pain?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;You can't take someone to the altar to alter them. You can't make &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;someone love you or make someone stay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;If you develop selfâ€'esteem, spiritual discernment, and 'a life'; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;you won't find yourself making someone else responsible for your hap &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;piness or responsible for your pain. Seeking status, sex, and securi &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ty are the wrong reasons to be in a relationship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;WHAT KEEPS A RELATIONSHIP STRONG IS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;1. TRUST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;2. COMMUNICATION &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;3. INTIMACY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;4. A SENSE OF HUMOR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;5. SHARING TASKS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;6. DAILY EXCHANGES (meal, shared activity, hug, call, touch, notes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;etc.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;7. SHARING COMMON GOALS AND INTERESTS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;8. GIVING EACH OTHER SPACE TO GROW WITHOUT FEELING INSECURE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;9.GIVING EACH OTHER A SENSE OF BELONGING AND ASSURANCES OF COMMITMENT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;10. CONCERN AND CARE FOR YOUR LOVER IN YOUR OWN WAYS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;If these qualities are missing, the relationship will erode as &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;resentment withdrawal, abuse, neglect, and dishonesty; and pain will &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;replace.&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/35300957-7928680820287831422?l=artowawa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/feeds/7928680820287831422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35300957&amp;postID=7928680820287831422&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/7928680820287831422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/7928680820287831422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/2009/07/finding-and-keeping-life-partner.html' title='Finding and keeping a life partner'/><author><name>Artowawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313709630906892544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35300957.post-7677498946757963522</id><published>2009-07-17T14:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T14:21:47.741+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Subaru STi'/><title type='text'>Conserve</title><content type='html'>Must conserve monies.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna change something real soon....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35300957-7677498946757963522?l=artowawa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/feeds/7677498946757963522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35300957&amp;postID=7677498946757963522&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/7677498946757963522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/7677498946757963522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/2009/07/conserve.html' title='Conserve'/><author><name>Artowawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313709630906892544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35300957.post-1086051411010304879</id><published>2009-07-13T13:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T13:11:09.686+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rants'/><title type='text'>I totally don't understand</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I totally don't understand how these people thinks....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Ladies who are married and yet.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know there are some ladies (or men) out there who are married and yet they are have other bf or gf outside le. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that some of you will try to defend yourselves saying that your spouse is not good to you la, they nag too much la, they this and they that. You think that you are perfect meh? When in love, everything bad will also become a strength or attraction. Once you are no longer in love, even the good points also become bad points. Cant stand these people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Those who are not married but goes after those who are married or engaged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on la, why would one go after someone who is already married (or worse have kids liaw) or those who are engaged to be married.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying to prove something issit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. People who has a big mouth and likes to comment on everything and everything (even those that doesn't concern them)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that these are the people who doesn't have a life to live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. People who criticize everything about everyone except themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the kinds of people who suffers from low self esteem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I totally don't get these people nor their logic. They may have thousands of reasons to justify themselves, on why they are doing such and such things. But you know what, its not up to us to judge you, when you are at the pearly gates, you will be judged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday ba, thats why so emo.....&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/35300957-1086051411010304879?l=artowawa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/feeds/1086051411010304879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35300957&amp;postID=1086051411010304879&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/1086051411010304879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/1086051411010304879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-totally-dont-understand.html' title='I totally don&apos;t understand'/><author><name>Artowawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313709630906892544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35300957.post-6027404852404505639</id><published>2009-07-07T15:06:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T13:15:26.297+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Subaru STi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby Hudu&apos;s Life'/><title type='text'>Weekend Mode</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Bi and me went down to Miri last weekend. Normally ho, we don't really go Miri coz its like 2 hour drive to Miri from Bandar and its really tiring. But Bi wanna go get his Birthday gift and you know me la, I will never miss out on a chance to go jalan jalan. Another reason is that Bi wanted to visit his physician (Doctor lo) but then unfortunately, the clinic was closed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congrats to Aaron who was promoted and thanks for the drinks! I prefer the first order since it has more pineappble juice. The 2nd order tasted so yucky, luckily for the kind waiter who gave us a cup of pineapple juice (its more like 1/4 cup)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bi was so happy to get his phone and now he cant stop telling me how much he loves his phone and keep showing off to me lagi la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some pics take over the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/SlL2mEYwupI/AAAAAAAABBs/R1WuWmeGSyc/s1600-h/DSC00015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/SlL2mEYwupI/AAAAAAAABBs/R1WuWmeGSyc/s320/DSC00015.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355614040770001554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Taken at Popular bookshop.(can you see that I am using blue lens?)&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/SlL33quBLQI/AAAAAAAABB0/R2gqHBDUpj4/s1600-h/DSC00024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/SlL33quBLQI/AAAAAAAABB0/R2gqHBDUpj4/s320/DSC00024.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355615442629111042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Taken near Boulevard&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/SlL4LtCQNEI/AAAAAAAABB8/OHBYzyKTJoM/s1600-h/DSC00027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/SlL4LtCQNEI/AAAAAAAABB8/OHBYzyKTJoM/s320/DSC00027.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355615786848236610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bi's house mango tree. The mangoes are damn sweet and no....how you say ah.....roots/fibre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/SlL4jXdWgoI/AAAAAAAABCE/KIBjJwEw95U/s1600-h/DSC00037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/SlL4jXdWgoI/AAAAAAAABCE/KIBjJwEw95U/s320/DSC00037.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355616193373176450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/SlL4pgf6xWI/AAAAAAAABCM/seZYn8w-ijE/s1600-h/DSC00038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/SlL4pgf6xWI/AAAAAAAABCM/seZYn8w-ijE/s320/DSC00038.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355616298879075682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/SlL6CT0iE4I/AAAAAAAABCU/EAybcNci-_w/s1600-h/DSC00045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/SlL6CT0iE4I/AAAAAAAABCU/EAybcNci-_w/s320/DSC00045.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355617824484234114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;STi is very kilat and glossy coz we washed it when we woke up. Bi put an alarm as not to over sleep so he wont be rushed to wash the car if he wakes up late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were on our way back to Seria to have dinner before rushing back to Bandar and the sky was such a lovely shade of blue that Bi asked me to take photos (since he is the one driving)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/SlL6SWemhxI/AAAAAAAABCc/qP-94dg_pLY/s1600-h/DSC00047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/SlL6SWemhxI/AAAAAAAABCc/qP-94dg_pLY/s320/DSC00047.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355618100075464466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I like this pic the best coz of the tree's silhouette&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/SlL6-KSK4hI/AAAAAAAABCs/LX6MpLugs54/s1600-h/DSC00049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/SlL6-KSK4hI/AAAAAAAABCs/LX6MpLugs54/s320/DSC00049.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355618852716339730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This pic gives the illusion like as if the clouds and trees are moving (for me la)&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/SlL6qpwt21I/AAAAAAAABCk/dKHWZ51q8L0/s1600-h/DSC00048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/SlL6qpwt21I/AAAAAAAABCk/dKHWZ51q8L0/s320/DSC00048.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355618517568576338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Seria, my hometown&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/SlL8UfR9uFI/AAAAAAAABC0/nUgUy0iEYZw/s1600-h/DSC00051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/SlL8UfR9uFI/AAAAAAAABC0/nUgUy0iEYZw/s320/DSC00051.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355620335821371474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Beautiful sky&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/SlL8hAk7_xI/AAAAAAAABC8/kLXRCM7tPaU/s1600-h/DSC00056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/SlL8hAk7_xI/AAAAAAAABC8/kLXRCM7tPaU/s320/DSC00056.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355620550917750546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Artowawa and the STi logo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the above photos are taken by Bi's NEW phone. Good quality eh? What phone issit? It's Sonyericsson W995. Bi got the red edition. Haven gotten a pic of it yet le. Bah Bi, rem to take photo of ur new phone yeah? *wink*&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/35300957-6027404852404505639?l=artowawa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/feeds/6027404852404505639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35300957&amp;postID=6027404852404505639&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/6027404852404505639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/6027404852404505639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/2009/07/weekend-mode.html' title='Weekend Mode'/><author><name>Artowawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313709630906892544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e482TfFG2c0/SlL2mEYwupI/AAAAAAAABBs/R1WuWmeGSyc/s72-c/DSC00015.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35300957.post-7226219431805527270</id><published>2009-07-06T01:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T01:55:36.253+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food for thought'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Complaints'/><title type='text'>Kids....these days</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Disclaimer: Please do not read this post if you are easily offended. At anytime that you feel discomfort, you can move your cursor to that little X over at the top right hand corner and click on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kids (teens or whatever) these days ah, sigh, they are ..... (I call them kids coz they are younger than I am) *I am not that old, ok?*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is this world turning into? Everything is so messed up. If they are our so called next generation ho, then we all are so screwed. (Pardon my language)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I go to the shopping malls, I will see a few genres. Goth, kawaii, rappers wanna be, queen bees, its like the shopping malls have turned into a huge high school!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the kids....hai!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week I went to the cinema looking forward to watching Transformer 2 and the night was marred by a few teenagers who are gangster wanna be. I feel like smacking them and ask them to go home and study hard and be someone who might actually be useful to the society instead of trying to be a bad ass. (and even that, they are failing pretty badly in my books)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that youngsters these days are greatly influenced by the western values. You can practically see it everywhere. The PDAs are terribles, touching and kissing in public are not romantic, its yucky (I sometimes have a huge urge to yell at them to get a room). Common la, take a good look at where you are. (P.S. we are defnitely not in the western countries)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there are others who are like together for a month, then they started telling the whole wide world that its their 1 monthsary and that they love each other so much and that they are gonna be together for the rest of their life....blah blah blah..........somehow I just don't get this monthsary thingey. I really don't. But then again, I guess its a great gimmick for the business, and if it good for the business, it is good for the economy, then who am I to protest? (Maybe its their parents who should?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But seriuosly la, for those people who are still studying, they should do try to remember that they are still relying on their parents for money, a place to stay, etc etc. So first and foremost for kids, your priority should be your studies and nothing more. What bf or gf? Study first! (I know, I know I met my bf when we were both in uni but look at where we are now?) Stop behaving like gangsters, hookers (some really do look more like hookers than students what), etc.... Oh yeah, a thought just came to me....maybe its because that they failed to do well in school/uni, that they are now trying to be something else? (mean of me I know, but mean is my middle name and I so love it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bottom line is that, try to be a contribution to the society and not be a burden. Now how did I get here? I thought that I was talking about kids these days? (Oh well, its late and I am not as young as I use to be)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35300957-7226219431805527270?l=artowawa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/feeds/7226219431805527270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35300957&amp;postID=7226219431805527270&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/7226219431805527270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/7226219431805527270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/2009/07/kidsthese-days.html' title='Kids....these days'/><author><name>Artowawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313709630906892544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35300957.post-2073251038879804464</id><published>2009-07-02T23:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T23:55:16.970+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Complaints'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='H1N1'/><title type='text'>H1N1.....Parents beware</title><content type='html'>Got it from &lt;a href="http://www.moh.gov.bn/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Death&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;27&lt;/span&gt; New cases&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;Bringing the grand total to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;93&lt;/span&gt; cases&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't people pay any attention at all?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you care about your kids and their health?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to the cinema to watch Transformers 2 on Monday and what I saw there really infuriates me. Coz I saw children of all ages ranging from toddlers to young children. Don't the parents read the news? Don't they know that children are at higher risk to the swine flu H1N1?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Common!!!!! Think with your head la. Not with your bum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am trying my best not to go out to enclosed and crowded places (cinemas being one of those)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that some parents would say that their children have been bugging them to bring them to the movies or whatever. Do you always listen to your children? Do you go to them for financial advice? or even career advice? No right? This is when the parents should step in and explain this grave situation to your children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I saw all these inconsiderate parents bring out their children, I cant help but feel like wanting to smack them hard on the head.&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/35300957-2073251038879804464?l=artowawa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/feeds/2073251038879804464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35300957&amp;postID=2073251038879804464&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/2073251038879804464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/2073251038879804464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/2009/07/h1n1parents-beware.html' title='H1N1.....Parents beware'/><author><name>Artowawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313709630906892544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35300957.post-5641122801151304058</id><published>2009-06-25T10:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T11:01:10.749+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby Hudu&apos;s Life'/><title type='text'>Happy Day!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today on 25th June 2009, Artowawa is a very, very happy girl!&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/35300957-5641122801151304058?l=artowawa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/feeds/5641122801151304058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35300957&amp;postID=5641122801151304058&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/5641122801151304058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35300957/posts/default/5641122801151304058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artowawa.blogspot.com/2009/06/happy-day.html' title='Happy Day!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Artowawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313709630906892544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
