<?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-3495790356419666146</id><updated>2011-08-02T03:59:20.671+08:00</updated><title type='text'>debbi's blogumentary</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debbites.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495790356419666146/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debbites.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>beddi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09435602615240584203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/TLSUzLiHMZI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/bOH9IVPpYi4/S220/IMG_1682.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>48</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3495790356419666146.post-5131883924623784936</id><published>2009-10-10T02:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T03:07:36.718+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Last night i had a dream that i was going shopping with mum. Probably the first time i've ever dreamt of home since i've been here. I know i haven't been updating much at all, because well, i guess really there's nothing to talk about? Life here isn't exactly all roses and sunshine. And each time i feel like saying something it'll be a whine - it goes to the private blog ahem. And i hate people that whine on their blogs. (oh, look what i am doing now). The past week had been a hell of an emotional roller coaster for myself. But what the heck, just suck it up debbi. Suck it up. Hmm what else... Psych exam came and go. I'm happy that i managed to pass, albeit only managed to scrape through. Schizophreniform killed me. Fark. It sucks that at present time all i'm aiming for is a pass. Whatever happened to the debbi that was pushing herself for the dean's list back then. Seriously this is making me feel slightly ill with terror. I'm drained. Right now we're just overcoming each hurdle as it comes. One at a time. I'm almost burnt out i must say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/Ss-GgfBgCGI/AAAAAAAAA94/1U4dIbKKXK0/s1600-h/IMG_1286.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/Ss-GgfBgCGI/AAAAAAAAA94/1U4dIbKKXK0/s400/IMG_1286.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390675171627501666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I just wanna be home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3495790356419666146-5131883924623784936?l=debbites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debbites.blogspot.com/feeds/5131883924623784936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3495790356419666146&amp;postID=5131883924623784936' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495790356419666146/posts/default/5131883924623784936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495790356419666146/posts/default/5131883924623784936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debbites.blogspot.com/2009/10/last-night-i-had-dream-that-i-was-going.html' title=''/><author><name>beddi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09435602615240584203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/TLSUzLiHMZI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/bOH9IVPpYi4/S220/IMG_1682.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/Ss-GgfBgCGI/AAAAAAAAA94/1U4dIbKKXK0/s72-c/IMG_1286.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3495790356419666146.post-1745309818767793231</id><published>2009-07-26T01:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T01:15:08.619+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/Sms8Wnws3cI/AAAAAAAAA9w/PTqFTm4AZVQ/s1600-h/IMG_1210.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/Sms8Wnws3cI/AAAAAAAAA9w/PTqFTm4AZVQ/s400/IMG_1210.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362446140642745794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I will miss you Rody.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3495790356419666146-1745309818767793231?l=debbites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debbites.blogspot.com/feeds/1745309818767793231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3495790356419666146&amp;postID=1745309818767793231' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495790356419666146/posts/default/1745309818767793231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495790356419666146/posts/default/1745309818767793231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debbites.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-will-miss-you-rody.html' title=''/><author><name>beddi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09435602615240584203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/TLSUzLiHMZI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/bOH9IVPpYi4/S220/IMG_1682.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/Sms8Wnws3cI/AAAAAAAAA9w/PTqFTm4AZVQ/s72-c/IMG_1210.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3495790356419666146.post-5249724108643662686</id><published>2009-07-25T00:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T02:50:05.529+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lookie what came in the mail...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SmnkRgJZ00I/AAAAAAAAA9g/PUycntbvwRs/s1600-h/IMG_1920.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SmnkRgJZ00I/AAAAAAAAA9g/PUycntbvwRs/s400/IMG_1920.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362067820699571010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Choki choki. All the way from... Newcastle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3495790356419666146-5249724108643662686?l=debbites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debbites.blogspot.com/feeds/5249724108643662686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3495790356419666146&amp;postID=5249724108643662686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495790356419666146/posts/default/5249724108643662686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495790356419666146/posts/default/5249724108643662686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debbites.blogspot.com/2009/07/lookie-what-came-in-mail.html' title='Lookie what came in the mail...'/><author><name>beddi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09435602615240584203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/TLSUzLiHMZI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/bOH9IVPpYi4/S220/IMG_1682.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SmnkRgJZ00I/AAAAAAAAA9g/PUycntbvwRs/s72-c/IMG_1920.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3495790356419666146.post-4903052126385424784</id><published>2009-05-07T00:53:00.017+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T01:13:11.481+08:00</updated><title type='text'>U-dub</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SgMp0rYaLaI/AAAAAAAAA8g/GPgiX5JSKmw/s1600-h/IMG_1662.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SgMp0rYaLaI/AAAAAAAAA8g/GPgiX5JSKmw/s400/IMG_1662.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333152368711839138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SgHGMmHjvNI/AAAAAAAAA8A/irKFY168wN4/s1600-h/IMG_1661.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SgHGMmHjvNI/AAAAAAAAA8A/irKFY168wN4/s400/IMG_1661.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332761353476357330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ella: Is that a cock or a hen?&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/3495790356419666146-4903052126385424784?l=debbites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debbites.blogspot.com/feeds/4903052126385424784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3495790356419666146&amp;postID=4903052126385424784' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495790356419666146/posts/default/4903052126385424784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495790356419666146/posts/default/4903052126385424784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debbites.blogspot.com/2009/05/u-dub.html' title='U-dub'/><author><name>beddi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09435602615240584203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/TLSUzLiHMZI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/bOH9IVPpYi4/S220/IMG_1682.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SgMp0rYaLaI/AAAAAAAAA8g/GPgiX5JSKmw/s72-c/IMG_1662.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3495790356419666146.post-4455343524248771680</id><published>2009-05-01T13:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T02:37:43.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mikah!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I haven't laughed this much since i've been here. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/Sfki51D3c0I/AAAAAAAAA6E/bCrJo3oeW5k/s1600-h/IMG_1734.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 295px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/Sfki51D3c0I/AAAAAAAAA6E/bCrJo3oeW5k/s400/IMG_1734.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330330010860876610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that everything is back to its usual bore i've never felt more homesick. And everything else just hits you right in the face like a big tight slap.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3495790356419666146-4455343524248771680?l=debbites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debbites.blogspot.com/feeds/4455343524248771680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3495790356419666146&amp;postID=4455343524248771680' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495790356419666146/posts/default/4455343524248771680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495790356419666146/posts/default/4455343524248771680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debbites.blogspot.com/2009/04/mikah.html' title='Mikah!'/><author><name>beddi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09435602615240584203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/TLSUzLiHMZI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/bOH9IVPpYi4/S220/IMG_1682.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/Sfki51D3c0I/AAAAAAAAA6E/bCrJo3oeW5k/s72-c/IMG_1734.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3495790356419666146.post-2798350266401732220</id><published>2009-04-29T22:57:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T20:33:11.195+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Humble abode:)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/Sfhu5sRC4XI/AAAAAAAAA54/U1cQp1OAilY/s1600-h/IMG_1704.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SfhtfHt4lDI/AAAAAAAAA5I/Dxp_EXfLzmE/s400/IMG_1699.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330130540407854130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SfhtX-5lXOI/AAAAAAAAA5A/NXuu1w59_MA/s1600-h/DSC08977.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 297px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SfhtX-5lXOI/AAAAAAAAA5A/NXuu1w59_MA/s400/DSC08977.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330130417781923042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3495790356419666146-2798350266401732220?l=debbites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debbites.blogspot.com/feeds/2798350266401732220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3495790356419666146&amp;postID=2798350266401732220' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495790356419666146/posts/default/2798350266401732220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495790356419666146/posts/default/2798350266401732220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debbites.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post.html' title='Humble abode:)'/><author><name>beddi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09435602615240584203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/TLSUzLiHMZI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/bOH9IVPpYi4/S220/IMG_1682.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/Sfhu5sRC4XI/AAAAAAAAA54/U1cQp1OAilY/s72-c/IMG_1704.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3495790356419666146.post-2562306854353705517</id><published>2009-03-10T15:29:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T21:17:54.362+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Peggy</title><content type='html'>Think my blog will be flooded with birthday dedications from now on. Too lazy to blog about other stuff already. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SbYJaYHibEI/AAAAAAAAA4g/VK5CvoDyRNw/s1600-h/py.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 392px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SbYJaYHibEI/AAAAAAAAA4g/VK5CvoDyRNw/s400/py.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311443159285394498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3495790356419666146-2562306854353705517?l=debbites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debbites.blogspot.com/feeds/2562306854353705517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3495790356419666146&amp;postID=2562306854353705517' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495790356419666146/posts/default/2562306854353705517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495790356419666146/posts/default/2562306854353705517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debbites.blogspot.com/2009/03/think-my-blog-will-be-flooded-with.html' title='Peggy'/><author><name>beddi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09435602615240584203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/TLSUzLiHMZI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/bOH9IVPpYi4/S220/IMG_1682.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SbYJaYHibEI/AAAAAAAAA4g/VK5CvoDyRNw/s72-c/py.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3495790356419666146.post-759516585854020045</id><published>2009-02-24T22:20:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T10:56:24.887+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Concon</title><content type='html'>I was grinning from ear to ear in my room when itunes played tatu's all the things she said and this part came up... 'this is not enough... &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;UUAK UUAK&lt;/span&gt;'. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you con con!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SaSj5ABykGI/AAAAAAAAA2w/ODjec7kNn-8/s1600-h/IMG_1004.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 256px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SaSj5ABykGI/AAAAAAAAA2w/ODjec7kNn-8/s400/IMG_1004.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306546460604665954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy 22nd Birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You ARE Twenty-two :)&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/3495790356419666146-759516585854020045?l=debbites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debbites.blogspot.com/feeds/759516585854020045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3495790356419666146&amp;postID=759516585854020045' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495790356419666146/posts/default/759516585854020045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495790356419666146/posts/default/759516585854020045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debbites.blogspot.com/2009/02/dear-concon.html' title='Dear Concon'/><author><name>beddi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09435602615240584203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/TLSUzLiHMZI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/bOH9IVPpYi4/S220/IMG_1682.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SaSj5ABykGI/AAAAAAAAA2w/ODjec7kNn-8/s72-c/IMG_1004.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3495790356419666146.post-5386127118430211327</id><published>2009-02-02T23:40:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T00:53:13.972+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Missing home</title><content type='html'>Sometimes skype makes me feel as if i've never left home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SYcWyJdrRpI/AAAAAAAAA2g/PKdDZn2m3T8/s1600-h/kk.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 313px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SYcWyJdrRpI/AAAAAAAAA2g/PKdDZn2m3T8/s400/kk.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298228537414338194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SYcU5KVIywI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/WhJ0wMAw4eI/s1600-h/Picture+5.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 329px; height: 349px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SYcU5KVIywI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/WhJ0wMAw4eI/s400/Picture+5.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298226458882788098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SYcUubNvGVI/AAAAAAAAA2I/WEoGVoHwLe8/s1600-h/Picture+12.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 363px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SYcUubNvGVI/AAAAAAAAA2I/WEoGVoHwLe8/s400/Picture+12.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298226274436585810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SYcUlToy6PI/AAAAAAAAA2A/Sb09ug_OqP8/s1600-h/Picture+2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 363px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SYcUlToy6PI/AAAAAAAAA2A/Sb09ug_OqP8/s400/Picture+2.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298226117783775474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3495790356419666146-5386127118430211327?l=debbites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debbites.blogspot.com/feeds/5386127118430211327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3495790356419666146&amp;postID=5386127118430211327' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495790356419666146/posts/default/5386127118430211327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495790356419666146/posts/default/5386127118430211327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debbites.blogspot.com/2009/02/missing-home.html' title='Missing home'/><author><name>beddi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09435602615240584203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/TLSUzLiHMZI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/bOH9IVPpYi4/S220/IMG_1682.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SYcWyJdrRpI/AAAAAAAAA2g/PKdDZn2m3T8/s72-c/kk.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3495790356419666146.post-5291137674927091524</id><published>2009-01-31T21:32:00.021+09:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T11:57:57.407+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Hogwarts</title><content type='html'>St. Georges is actually one of uwa's 5 residential colleges. I'm staying in Currie Hall (racist name, no? haha) at the moment, which sucks because there're so many cockroaches. And they provide only breakfast (i've been eating only coco pops every morning). And it's for 45 aud/night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SYRjzA6tqMI/AAAAAAAAA1s/whWHL2K1L9Y/s1600-h/IMG_1494.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 276px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SYRjzA6tqMI/AAAAAAAAA1s/whWHL2K1L9Y/s400/IMG_1494.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297468789765286082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SYRjpWY9ApI/AAAAAAAAA1k/q4S5eGJqWfY/s1600-h/IMG_1497.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SYRjpWY9ApI/AAAAAAAAA1k/q4S5eGJqWfY/s400/IMG_1497.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297468623730573970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SYRjes-loBI/AAAAAAAAA1c/_Q4tafEH5Dk/s1600-h/IMG_1503.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SYRjes-loBI/AAAAAAAAA1c/_Q4tafEH5Dk/s400/IMG_1503.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297468440815443986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SYRjPOVZZ4I/AAAAAAAAA1U/rGYoPr-SMGs/s1600-h/IMG_1504.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 291px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SYRjPOVZZ4I/AAAAAAAAA1U/rGYoPr-SMGs/s400/IMG_1504.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297468174891575170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SYRg5zR9EJI/AAAAAAAAA1M/ESQlKfrRXNA/s1600-h/IMG_1506.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 294px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SYRg5zR9EJI/AAAAAAAAA1M/ESQlKfrRXNA/s400/IMG_1506.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297465607828869266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to commemorate (haha) Ren's last night here in Perth we decided to have dinner together in Hogsbreath cafe. To me Hogsbreath seems like an equivalent to the Chilis we have back home. They're famous for their steaks though, which i think was really good. Drools. Ren here is my next door neighbour in Currie Hall from unsw and he has been here in perth for 2 months just for internship and some research thingy. When zyun and i first arrived in perth we were so lost and if it weren't for him we wouldn't be able to even find our first dinner here that day. It was nice meeting him really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SYRgyGW2j2I/AAAAAAAAA1E/ic1OvreZSVQ/s1600-h/IMG_1508.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SYRgyGW2j2I/AAAAAAAAA1E/ic1OvreZSVQ/s400/IMG_1508.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297465475510734690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for dessert, we went back to Pancakes at Carillon and had waffles and pancakes! They were absolutely delicious, just as the first one was. Give me 3 years, i'll eat everything on the menu eventually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SYRggcYxeQI/AAAAAAAAA08/S7kLymG87Z8/s1600-h/IMG_1510.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 305px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SYRggcYxeQI/AAAAAAAAA08/S7kLymG87Z8/s400/IMG_1510.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297465172186724610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SYUPoMeRX7I/AAAAAAAAA14/1LYc4HouDro/s1600-h/IMG_1511.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SYUPoMeRX7I/AAAAAAAAA14/1LYc4HouDro/s400/IMG_1511.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297657719888633778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3495790356419666146-5291137674927091524?l=debbites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debbites.blogspot.com/feeds/5291137674927091524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3495790356419666146&amp;postID=5291137674927091524' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495790356419666146/posts/default/5291137674927091524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495790356419666146/posts/default/5291137674927091524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debbites.blogspot.com/2009/01/hogwarts.html' title='Hogwarts'/><author><name>beddi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09435602615240584203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/TLSUzLiHMZI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/bOH9IVPpYi4/S220/IMG_1682.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SYRjzA6tqMI/AAAAAAAAA1s/whWHL2K1L9Y/s72-c/IMG_1494.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3495790356419666146.post-161370684709630215</id><published>2009-01-29T21:45:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T00:35:37.576+09:00</updated><title type='text'>oz oz oz oi oi oi</title><content type='html'>Monday (first day of cny) was coincidentally also Aussie day here. Took a bus down to the city with the sole purpose of watching the fireworks. We had like multiple australian flag tattoos all over us which i find funny, because back in malaysia even if you kill me also i'll never stick a jalur gemilang tattoo on my face. Ok maybe i would if you were going to kill me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway the whole tattoo thing was all just for fun. I'm not aussie-fied yet. Or angmo-fied as peggy says.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SYBWdEE2QlI/AAAAAAAAA0s/Js_Z2Dr1ytM/s1600-h/IMG_1425.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SYBWdEE2QlI/AAAAAAAAA0s/Js_Z2Dr1ytM/s400/IMG_1425.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296328219097973330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SYBWRTZ_9VI/AAAAAAAAA0k/5rSDeOUwIPQ/s1600-h/IMG_1429.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 139px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SYBWRTZ_9VI/AAAAAAAAA0k/5rSDeOUwIPQ/s400/IMG_1429.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296328017054790994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SYBWIw07VGI/AAAAAAAAA0c/voIALvMbvSc/s1600-h/IMG_1474.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SYBWIw07VGI/AAAAAAAAA0c/voIALvMbvSc/s400/IMG_1474.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296327870333539426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SYBWBudY0vI/AAAAAAAAA0U/ZKy5jpoUZEI/s1600-h/IMG_1469.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SYBWBudY0vI/AAAAAAAAA0U/ZKy5jpoUZEI/s400/IMG_1469.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296327749438853874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SYBV5ShDQwI/AAAAAAAAA0M/h4Vue-73uBI/s1600-h/IMG_1450.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SYBV5ShDQwI/AAAAAAAAA0M/h4Vue-73uBI/s400/IMG_1450.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296327604499071746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SYBVq6IvbrI/AAAAAAAAA0E/oVPzvq2irnU/s1600-h/IMG_1443.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 305px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SYBVq6IvbrI/AAAAAAAAA0E/oVPzvq2irnU/s400/IMG_1443.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296327357436489394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SYBU5D7WIiI/AAAAAAAAAz8/QL3600AZiFc/s1600-h/IMG_1453.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; 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height: 260px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SYBUlAxF65I/AAAAAAAAAzs/Jlkkev9bpLs/s400/IMG_1464.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296326156625505170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SYBUYvdSkrI/AAAAAAAAAzk/0F0RTpRKq-4/s1600-h/IMG_1486.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SYBUYvdSkrI/AAAAAAAAAzk/0F0RTpRKq-4/s400/IMG_1486.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296325945820615346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3495790356419666146-161370684709630215?l=debbites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debbites.blogspot.com/feeds/161370684709630215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3495790356419666146&amp;postID=161370684709630215' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495790356419666146/posts/default/161370684709630215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495790356419666146/posts/default/161370684709630215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debbites.blogspot.com/2009/01/oz-oz-oz-oi-oi-oi.html' title='oz oz oz oi oi oi'/><author><name>beddi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09435602615240584203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/TLSUzLiHMZI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/bOH9IVPpYi4/S220/IMG_1682.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SYBWdEE2QlI/AAAAAAAAA0s/Js_Z2Dr1ytM/s72-c/IMG_1425.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3495790356419666146.post-7215907983285005245</id><published>2009-01-28T00:15:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T00:16:43.071+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Scarborough beach + reunion dinner</title><content type='html'>To quote peggy...&lt;br /&gt;Deb: the beach is damn pretty lor. when i came down from the bus i was like wahh... malaysia where got beach like that wan&lt;br /&gt;Py: malaysia the beach u come down you'll go wattt not wahhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's true. The beach here is really beautiful. I didn't manage to take really cool pictures though. Some more my camera not that chio right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SX8fSRah0qI/AAAAAAAAAzc/nxG821X-EAM/s1600-h/IMG_1400.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 171px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SX8fSRah0qI/AAAAAAAAAzc/nxG821X-EAM/s400/IMG_1400.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295986085583770274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SX8fNGhIzAI/AAAAAAAAAzU/iSJLexqbs-U/s1600-h/IMG_1404.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 291px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SX8fNGhIzAI/AAAAAAAAAzU/iSJLexqbs-U/s400/IMG_1404.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295985996759354370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SX8fHEXPKCI/AAAAAAAAAzM/HU6IXtOJlsQ/s1600-h/IMG_1419.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SX8fHEXPKCI/AAAAAAAAAzM/HU6IXtOJlsQ/s400/IMG_1419.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295985893101742114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was reunion dinner the same night and we met up with the rest of the IMU people. It was also my first time spending cny away from home, and first time having pizza for reunion dinner?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SX8fAGbluQI/AAAAAAAAAzE/nqtMIODhHKg/s1600-h/IMG_1423.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 292px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SX8fAGbluQI/AAAAAAAAAzE/nqtMIODhHKg/s400/IMG_1423.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295985773397784834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3495790356419666146-7215907983285005245?l=debbites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debbites.blogspot.com/feeds/7215907983285005245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3495790356419666146&amp;postID=7215907983285005245' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495790356419666146/posts/default/7215907983285005245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495790356419666146/posts/default/7215907983285005245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debbites.blogspot.com/2009/01/scarborough-beach-reunion-dinner.html' title='Scarborough beach + reunion dinner'/><author><name>beddi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09435602615240584203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/TLSUzLiHMZI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/bOH9IVPpYi4/S220/IMG_1682.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SX8fSRah0qI/AAAAAAAAAzc/nxG821X-EAM/s72-c/IMG_1400.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3495790356419666146.post-2614194911003963311</id><published>2009-01-27T20:32:00.010+09:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T20:43:52.486+09:00</updated><title type='text'>BBQ</title><content type='html'>Apparently bbqing is like an aussie thing here. Kings Park is about 30 minutes walk away from Currie Hall (where my temp accommodation is) and walking under the scorching sun was such a torment! Seriously i beh tahan not having a car :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SX7xs915zdI/AAAAAAAAAyM/oQfreYqi7CU/s1600-h/IMG_1379.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SX7xs915zdI/AAAAAAAAAyM/oQfreYqi7CU/s400/IMG_1379.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295935966651469266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SX7xk9mqOtI/AAAAAAAAAyE/KW8xTv6PX7E/s1600-h/IMG_1381.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 298px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SX7xk9mqOtI/AAAAAAAAAyE/KW8xTv6PX7E/s400/IMG_1381.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295935829148580562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SX7xdtbRsHI/AAAAAAAAAx8/cMMvEEfxE-o/s1600-h/IMG_1382.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 274px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SX7xdtbRsHI/AAAAAAAAAx8/cMMvEEfxE-o/s400/IMG_1382.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295935704546783346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SX7xV6qmZzI/AAAAAAAAAx0/Gm3NmdEwp3A/s1600-h/IMG_1385.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SX7xV6qmZzI/AAAAAAAAAx0/Gm3NmdEwp3A/s400/IMG_1385.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295935570661762866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SX7xOCoA7jI/AAAAAAAAAxs/s7U-BjHKn34/s1600-h/IMG_1387.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 314px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SX7xOCoA7jI/AAAAAAAAAxs/s7U-BjHKn34/s400/IMG_1387.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295935435359448626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SX7xIB4hAVI/AAAAAAAAAxk/5A-55FP073Q/s1600-h/IMG_1388.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SX7xIB4hAVI/AAAAAAAAAxk/5A-55FP073Q/s400/IMG_1388.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295935332081008978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SX7xB0vyisI/AAAAAAAAAxc/RHIWPgwF96U/s1600-h/IMG_1389.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 276px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SX7xB0vyisI/AAAAAAAAAxc/RHIWPgwF96U/s400/IMG_1389.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295935225475533506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SX7w6779IvI/AAAAAAAAAxU/fkoPfyk2djA/s1600-h/IMG_1393.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 294px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SX7w6779IvI/AAAAAAAAAxU/fkoPfyk2djA/s400/IMG_1393.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295935107146523378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and those chicken chipolatas were damn good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3495790356419666146-2614194911003963311?l=debbites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debbites.blogspot.com/feeds/2614194911003963311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3495790356419666146&amp;postID=2614194911003963311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495790356419666146/posts/default/2614194911003963311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495790356419666146/posts/default/2614194911003963311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debbites.blogspot.com/2009/01/bbq.html' title='BBQ'/><author><name>beddi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09435602615240584203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/TLSUzLiHMZI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/bOH9IVPpYi4/S220/IMG_1682.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SX7xs915zdI/AAAAAAAAAyM/oQfreYqi7CU/s72-c/IMG_1379.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3495790356419666146.post-2480860149248634791</id><published>2009-01-27T00:50:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T20:29:22.360+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Perth city</title><content type='html'>We headed to the city on friday evening as the shops close later - around 9 pm. They close around 5 pm on other days, which i think is troublesome because it's hard to even find a place to have dinner outside. After dinner and a few strolls around the city we hopped onto the Blue CAT (free bus ride) and came down at ... i don't even know what the place's called.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SXs6CFrU8xI/AAAAAAAAAxM/IPsxNHpLWbA/s1600-h/IMG_1319.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 294px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SXs6CFrU8xI/AAAAAAAAAxM/IPsxNHpLWbA/s400/IMG_1319.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294889594462204690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SXs56k4UfmI/AAAAAAAAAxE/cz5uPaKwR24/s1600-h/IMG_1321.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 309px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SXs56k4UfmI/AAAAAAAAAxE/cz5uPaKwR24/s400/IMG_1321.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294889465399246434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SXs5w2Y1IaI/AAAAAAAAAw8/Y8u3KJsQbqo/s1600-h/IMG_1325.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 244px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SXs5w2Y1IaI/AAAAAAAAAw8/Y8u3KJsQbqo/s400/IMG_1325.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294889298300314018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SXs5pjNcCvI/AAAAAAAAAw0/jb4MuitlSg4/s1600-h/IMG_1337.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 296px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SXs5pjNcCvI/AAAAAAAAAw0/jb4MuitlSg4/s400/IMG_1337.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294889172893174514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SXs5jUSlX0I/AAAAAAAAAws/-1UpeFk6G8k/s1600-h/IMG_1343.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SXs5jUSlX0I/AAAAAAAAAws/-1UpeFk6G8k/s400/IMG_1343.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294889065809010498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SXs5Z6-NuWI/AAAAAAAAAwk/e3kKzG63-zM/s1600-h/IMG_1346.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SXs5Z6-NuWI/AAAAAAAAAwk/e3kKzG63-zM/s400/IMG_1346.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294888904393865570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SXs5QfPeZII/AAAAAAAAAwc/Lq8lbqaUles/s1600-h/IMG_1351.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SXs5QfPeZII/AAAAAAAAAwc/Lq8lbqaUles/s400/IMG_1351.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294888742331245698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SXs5EDj7_XI/AAAAAAAAAwU/cz5cbfPK5xQ/s1600-h/IMG_1354.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SXs5EDj7_XI/AAAAAAAAAwU/cz5cbfPK5xQ/s400/IMG_1354.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294888528742448498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SXs49VsoiTI/AAAAAAAAAwM/DCdmmI9QmzY/s1600-h/IMG_1364.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 283px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SXs49VsoiTI/AAAAAAAAAwM/DCdmmI9QmzY/s400/IMG_1364.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294888413351676210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SXs42xV5QWI/AAAAAAAAAwE/Js4Gkbs9T_w/s1600-h/IMG_1365.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SXs42xV5QWI/AAAAAAAAAwE/Js4Gkbs9T_w/s400/IMG_1365.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294888300513411426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the oz coat of arms which consist of the kangaroo and the emu because apparently neither animal can move backwards. Some ball thing. A sticker in the bus. The black swans. Sunset. Swan. Star-jump! Judith. The mirror man? And pancakes! The pancakes were super duper delicious i tell you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3495790356419666146-2480860149248634791?l=debbites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debbites.blogspot.com/feeds/2480860149248634791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3495790356419666146&amp;postID=2480860149248634791' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495790356419666146/posts/default/2480860149248634791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495790356419666146/posts/default/2480860149248634791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debbites.blogspot.com/2009/01/perth-city.html' title='Perth city'/><author><name>beddi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09435602615240584203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/TLSUzLiHMZI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/bOH9IVPpYi4/S220/IMG_1682.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SXs6CFrU8xI/AAAAAAAAAxM/IPsxNHpLWbA/s72-c/IMG_1319.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3495790356419666146.post-2772957686225967120</id><published>2009-01-24T01:26:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T01:50:37.079+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SXnzosDEFfI/AAAAAAAAAvs/-ghVF8Gaq2g/s1600-h/IMG_1138.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SXnzosDEFfI/AAAAAAAAAvs/-ghVF8Gaq2g/s400/IMG_1138.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294530717295056370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I will miss you, ball of thousand nipples.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last few days spent in malaysia had been really blissful. From the sleepover to the late night karaoke-ing. Meeting relatives and close friends. Lunch appointments with mum. Time spent with family. Dad's last minute advice. The airport. I've never felt so loved. I miss all of you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3495790356419666146-2772957686225967120?l=debbites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debbites.blogspot.com/feeds/2772957686225967120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3495790356419666146&amp;postID=2772957686225967120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495790356419666146/posts/default/2772957686225967120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495790356419666146/posts/default/2772957686225967120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debbites.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-will-miss-you-ball-of-thousand.html' title=''/><author><name>beddi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09435602615240584203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/TLSUzLiHMZI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/bOH9IVPpYi4/S220/IMG_1682.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SXnzosDEFfI/AAAAAAAAAvs/-ghVF8Gaq2g/s72-c/IMG_1138.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3495790356419666146.post-5220957936772272305</id><published>2009-01-18T03:39:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T03:47:42.061+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SXImI4eI9hI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/BNQcvcIOdEM/s1600-h/IMG_1110.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 327px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SXImI4eI9hI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/BNQcvcIOdEM/s400/IMG_1110.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292334446153365010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I guess this is it then.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;:(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3495790356419666146-5220957936772272305?l=debbites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debbites.blogspot.com/feeds/5220957936772272305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3495790356419666146&amp;postID=5220957936772272305' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495790356419666146/posts/default/5220957936772272305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495790356419666146/posts/default/5220957936772272305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debbites.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-guess-this-is-it-then.html' title=''/><author><name>beddi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09435602615240584203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/TLSUzLiHMZI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/bOH9IVPpYi4/S220/IMG_1682.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SXImI4eI9hI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/BNQcvcIOdEM/s72-c/IMG_1110.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3495790356419666146.post-1873678711924252957</id><published>2009-01-14T14:19:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T04:45:25.730+09:00</updated><title type='text'>4</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;4. Four. Empat. Sei.&lt;/span&gt; Die. Argh! I'm still drowning in my to-do lists. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tam suggested a farewell sleepover at my place last saturday and my, it was fun. Haha. It was also the first time i got so tipsy. Slightly drunk? Well half of us drank till we puked. You wimps hahaha. It was crazy. Umm... crazy. If you ask me whether i would want to do it again, i'd say i'd definitely think twice this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So bye bye my high school mates :( Last time when high school ended i thought the distance would drift us all apart, what with everyone going separate ways, doing different pre-u's and such. But i was wrong. If anything, being separated did nothing but brought us closer together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SWzxWsDUmZI/AAAAAAAAAs4/m9NYZy7W5JU/s1600-h/IMG_0921.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 295px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SWzxWsDUmZI/AAAAAAAAAs4/m9NYZy7W5JU/s400/IMG_0921.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290869034337999250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SW2XiJ_mPZI/AAAAAAAAAtw/ukRHQ4uDOXg/s1600-h/IMG_0971.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 275px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SW2XiJ_mPZI/AAAAAAAAAtw/ukRHQ4uDOXg/s400/IMG_0971.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291051750284213650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SW2ZyXGHf8I/AAAAAAAAAuI/P_qMMm0pku8/s1600-h/IMG_1008.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 285px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SW2ZyXGHf8I/AAAAAAAAAuI/P_qMMm0pku8/s400/IMG_1008.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291054227702382530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SW2aIg8W8eI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/Ikjg9j2QQpk/s1600-h/IMG_1032.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 272px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SW2aIg8W8eI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/Ikjg9j2QQpk/s400/IMG_1032.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291054608302928354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SW2aiTBVfoI/AAAAAAAAAuY/HV-oOwiGPX8/s1600-h/IMG_1034.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 288px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SW2aiTBVfoI/AAAAAAAAAuY/HV-oOwiGPX8/s400/IMG_1034.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291055051242307202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SW2etJCHMrI/AAAAAAAAAuo/6xu_ktjcx4U/s1600-h/IMG_1041.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 288px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SW2etJCHMrI/AAAAAAAAAuo/6xu_ktjcx4U/s400/IMG_1041.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291059635586282162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SWzyR4Je1fI/AAAAAAAAAtA/M-OojWDpILI/s1600-h/IMG_0951.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 315px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SWzyR4Je1fI/AAAAAAAAAtA/M-OojWDpILI/s400/IMG_0951.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290870051197343218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tam. She is one person i know i can always count on. That she will always be there for me. Thanks for the scarf you knitted for me. So touched la :')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SW2Zk6CdgkI/AAAAAAAAAuA/5nzGLhvR7Nc/s1600-h/IMG_0988.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SW2Zk6CdgkI/AAAAAAAAAuA/5nzGLhvR7Nc/s400/IMG_0988.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291053996564120130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kiat Hwa. The happy-go-lucky, the ffk-er, and the blur. It's ok kiat, despite your imperfections we still love you. Haha. Or do we not? Hahaha. Just kidding la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SW2W9D1z-yI/AAAAAAAAAto/Mh-7e6rFU54/s1600-h/IMG_0963.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 306px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SW2W9D1z-yI/AAAAAAAAAto/Mh-7e6rFU54/s400/IMG_0963.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291051112977398562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loy Yang came back from oz (for good, hate you) on new year's day and i have been meeting him almost every day ever since. Apparently i'm also his kryptonite, so if anyone of you would want to wage a vendetta against him just dial 017-gotohell. Don't know how i can thank you just for making yourself free until the 18th, and for making sure that all my cravings are satisfied. Muacks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SW2UyZszQPI/AAAAAAAAAtY/FN4ZV6UGwb4/s1600-h/IMG_0961.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 322px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SW2UyZszQPI/AAAAAAAAAtY/FN4ZV6UGwb4/s400/IMG_0961.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291048730843365618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lau is like the most independent person i've ever known. Although we only see each other when loy yang comes back i'm glad that we could still hit it off whenever we meet up again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SW2ZappOs6I/AAAAAAAAAt4/8edFsxvNQVo/s1600-h/IMG_0975.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SW2ZappOs6I/AAAAAAAAAt4/8edFsxvNQVo/s400/IMG_0975.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291053820364632994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Con con here is my odd-job partner, my shopping partner, my mamak partner. My temaning partner. Wait that makes no sense. Haha. Saya akan rindu kamu con con. Masih ingat shitz? Phlegm/flame? Aduii saya akan rindu semua sesi berketawa-ketawaan kita. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SWzy5nXIRFI/AAAAAAAAAtI/VsndKFVmzBg/s1600-h/IMG_0954.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 278px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SWzy5nXIRFI/AAAAAAAAAtI/VsndKFVmzBg/s400/IMG_0954.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290870733885949010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mic: Do you want to be cremated next time?&lt;br /&gt;Con: Yeah!&lt;br /&gt;Mic: Yerr...&lt;br /&gt;Con: Why not? I'd be dead anyway. My dead body wouldn't care.&lt;br /&gt;Mic: ... Actually i'll be more noble la. I'll donate all my organs.&lt;br /&gt;Us: &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;(but your body will still be there woh?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's Michelle kow moo moo for you. It's funny to think of what actually made us close friends a few years back. Don't think i should disclose here but yeah. Thanks for all the laughter Mic mic :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SW2bsP_iYeI/AAAAAAAAAug/IKCZFhVDiUM/s1600-h/IMG_1039.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 308px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SW2bsP_iYeI/AAAAAAAAAug/IKCZFhVDiUM/s400/IMG_1039.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291056321739776482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will miss you guys huhu.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3495790356419666146-1873678711924252957?l=debbites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debbites.blogspot.com/feeds/1873678711924252957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3495790356419666146&amp;postID=1873678711924252957' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495790356419666146/posts/default/1873678711924252957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495790356419666146/posts/default/1873678711924252957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debbites.blogspot.com/2009/01/4.html' title='4'/><author><name>beddi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09435602615240584203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/TLSUzLiHMZI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/bOH9IVPpYi4/S220/IMG_1682.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SWzxWsDUmZI/AAAAAAAAAs4/m9NYZy7W5JU/s72-c/IMG_0921.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3495790356419666146.post-984063529732412919</id><published>2009-01-12T03:27:00.010+09:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T02:18:05.401+09:00</updated><title type='text'>6</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SWo6i-4XqGI/AAAAAAAAArY/ebLhmmSDTLE/s1600-h/IMG_0868.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 233px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SWzKKLCLOrI/AAAAAAAAAso/saTM6-gSRUs/s400/IMG_0896.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290825938362907314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SWzMFWgJROI/AAAAAAAAAsw/upHitJAH6pU/s1600-h/IMG_0897.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SWzMFWgJROI/AAAAAAAAAsw/upHitJAH6pU/s400/IMG_0897.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290828054565307618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SWuSQ5Tr-RI/AAAAAAAAAsA/BxrAOc9bwpg/s1600-h/IMG_0915.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SWuSQ5Tr-RI/AAAAAAAAAsA/BxrAOc9bwpg/s400/IMG_0915.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290483006235736338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SWzJhiMMISI/AAAAAAAAAsg/yqEkGWPRQeA/s1600-h/IMG_0918.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SWzJhiMMISI/AAAAAAAAAsg/yqEkGWPRQeA/s400/IMG_0918.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290825240204288290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3495790356419666146-984063529732412919?l=debbites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debbites.blogspot.com/feeds/984063529732412919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3495790356419666146&amp;postID=984063529732412919' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495790356419666146/posts/default/984063529732412919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495790356419666146/posts/default/984063529732412919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debbites.blogspot.com/2009/01/6.html' title='6'/><author><name>beddi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09435602615240584203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/TLSUzLiHMZI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/bOH9IVPpYi4/S220/IMG_1682.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SWo6i-4XqGI/AAAAAAAAArY/ebLhmmSDTLE/s72-c/IMG_0868.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3495790356419666146.post-8163692153377273</id><published>2009-01-09T23:28:00.006+09:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T13:22:06.257+09:00</updated><title type='text'>9</title><content type='html'>My room is in such a mess now that i could topple over something at least 3 times just walking from the light switch to my bed when the lights are off. I'm almost done with packing. Almost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time started to speed up ever since the singapore trip. From then on came the sleepover at my place, the seremban trip, then the countless outings with all close friends. Yes, i've been going out everyday since then it feels like a hangover now. With about a week left right now i suddenly realised that there are still plenty of things that i want to do. And i realised how i suck in planning that sometimes i have to end up saying no to invites and worst still, canceling meet-ups. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's this little thing nagging at the back of my head right now. A question that i want to know the answer to but at the same time do not need to know. I don't know why i even bother. I think it's time that i figure who are those that matter most and those that i should just yell **** off. Well apparently i also suck when it comes to setting my priorities right.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3495790356419666146-8163692153377273?l=debbites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495790356419666146/posts/default/8163692153377273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495790356419666146/posts/default/8163692153377273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debbites.blogspot.com/2009/01/9.html' title='9'/><author><name>beddi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09435602615240584203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/TLSUzLiHMZI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/bOH9IVPpYi4/S220/IMG_1682.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3495790356419666146.post-7787938288828800120</id><published>2009-01-03T02:36:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T00:48:12.774+09:00</updated><title type='text'>15</title><content type='html'>Clarke Quay (&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;key&lt;/span&gt;, not &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;kueh&lt;/span&gt;) is this vibrant place by the Singapore river. Numerous dance clubs and pubs can be found at every nook and cranny of the area, kinda like Bukit Bintang/Bangsar, just a lot cooler i suppose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One which drew our attention was this particular one called Clinic. It's a hospital theme bar which uses wheelchairs, operation theatre lights and tables, and replaces normal glasses with blood bags/syringes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SV5a9VDgrFI/AAAAAAAAAq4/UqHWKKgi9Ec/s1600-h/IMG_0792.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SV5a9VDgrFI/AAAAAAAAAq4/UqHWKKgi9Ec/s400/IMG_0792.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286763022249929810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just realised that i didn't take a lot of pictures. Was probably too tired after spending the whole day in Sentosa and Vivo City. One huge turn off about the place was the staff. A lot of them were somewhat snooty (one thing i've noticed about singaporeans, 80% of them should go to hell for being so unfriendly).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SV5bfLJC7EI/AAAAAAAAArA/P_AoWCzXDmw/s1600-h/IMG_0775.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SV5bfLJC7EI/AAAAAAAAArA/P_AoWCzXDmw/s400/IMG_0775.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286763603704343618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SV5b8WWoGfI/AAAAAAAAArI/9a-W4ZBsCnc/s1600-h/IMG_0784.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SV5b8WWoGfI/AAAAAAAAArI/9a-W4ZBsCnc/s400/IMG_0784.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286764104930302450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drinks were pretty pricey. Well, VERY pricey actually. But we didn't mind paying just for the sake of trying them out. Since we didn't get to swim with the dolphins, i guess we deserved this less expensive treat. Haha. Here's sex on the drip, which came in a blood bag as you can see. That alone ripped us off 50+ sgd. Wow huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SV5c7emlV2I/AAAAAAAAArQ/dH7Do7EPgAU/s1600-h/IMG_0758.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SV5c7emlV2I/AAAAAAAAArQ/dH7Do7EPgAU/s400/IMG_0758.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286765189476472674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please ignore sampat person.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3495790356419666146-7787938288828800120?l=debbites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debbites.blogspot.com/feeds/7787938288828800120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3495790356419666146&amp;postID=7787938288828800120' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495790356419666146/posts/default/7787938288828800120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495790356419666146/posts/default/7787938288828800120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debbites.blogspot.com/2009/01/15.html' title='15'/><author><name>beddi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09435602615240584203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/TLSUzLiHMZI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/bOH9IVPpYi4/S220/IMG_1682.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SV5a9VDgrFI/AAAAAAAAAq4/UqHWKKgi9Ec/s72-c/IMG_0792.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3495790356419666146.post-5439570759465898117</id><published>2009-01-01T12:11:00.010+09:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T13:41:05.596+09:00</updated><title type='text'>17</title><content type='html'>When i saw these pictures in Tam's camera i thought they're damn funny. It's like looking at a flip book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SVxFXdw8lyI/AAAAAAAAApo/rXwFyhvm7vA/s1600-h/P1030172.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SVxFXdw8lyI/AAAAAAAAApo/rXwFyhvm7vA/s400/P1030172.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286176332055353122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SVxFl-4oziI/AAAAAAAAApw/3ns8oTVpiKI/s1600-h/P1030173.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SVxFl-4oziI/AAAAAAAAApw/3ns8oTVpiKI/s400/P1030173.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286176581464149538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SVxGsGjh-0I/AAAAAAAAAp4/CkxaN25Pu2k/s1600-h/P1030174.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SVxGsGjh-0I/AAAAAAAAAp4/CkxaN25Pu2k/s400/P1030174.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286177786113948482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SVxG-YC4WkI/AAAAAAAAAqA/n7rj3FTgQ4M/s1600-h/P1030175.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SVxG-YC4WkI/AAAAAAAAAqA/n7rj3FTgQ4M/s400/P1030175.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286178100046486082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SVxHPNp-atI/AAAAAAAAAqI/Mx2HDrCr6Fk/s1600-h/P1030176.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SVxHPNp-atI/AAAAAAAAAqI/Mx2HDrCr6Fk/s400/P1030176.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286178389315447506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SVxHgeOQCpI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/gZYfiE0RP0k/s1600-h/P1030177.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SVxHgeOQCpI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/gZYfiE0RP0k/s400/P1030177.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286178685820340882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SVxHz8TCcOI/AAAAAAAAAqY/--wAtJA3jfQ/s1600-h/P1030178.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SVxHz8TCcOI/AAAAAAAAAqY/--wAtJA3jfQ/s400/P1030178.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286179020310999266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SVxICgZArHI/AAAAAAAAAqg/z-_FSpRYHqc/s1600-h/P1030179.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SVxICgZArHI/AAAAAAAAAqg/z-_FSpRYHqc/s400/P1030179.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286179270517894258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SVxIjHghV4I/AAAAAAAAAqo/neQocL_hVyw/s1600-h/P1030180.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SVxIjHghV4I/AAAAAAAAAqo/neQocL_hVyw/s400/P1030180.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286179830774192002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here's the 15 sgd picture we paid for. To pat the dolphin. Pfft. If i had the money i would have so gone for the swim with dolphins thing but it's for 150 sgd per person so damn expensive la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SVxJCoLMEUI/AAAAAAAAAqw/8vOyO0ngYEg/s1600-h/dolphin.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 290px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SVxJCoLMEUI/AAAAAAAAAqw/8vOyO0ngYEg/s400/dolphin.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286180372119032130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. see Min i'm using the very cun watch you gave. Haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3495790356419666146-5439570759465898117?l=debbites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debbites.blogspot.com/feeds/5439570759465898117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3495790356419666146&amp;postID=5439570759465898117' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495790356419666146/posts/default/5439570759465898117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495790356419666146/posts/default/5439570759465898117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debbites.blogspot.com/2009/01/17.html' title='17'/><author><name>beddi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09435602615240584203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/TLSUzLiHMZI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/bOH9IVPpYi4/S220/IMG_1682.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SVxFXdw8lyI/AAAAAAAAApo/rXwFyhvm7vA/s72-c/P1030172.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3495790356419666146.post-7659222823050410631</id><published>2008-12-30T01:23:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T01:23:01.108+09:00</updated><title type='text'>19</title><content type='html'>Was rummaging in one of those huge boxes in my room the other day and here's what i found. Old pics. Was contemplating whether i should bring them to oz but i figured that they're not worth the.. weight? Haha. So i went to Jon's place to have them scanned instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was primary 6. One buck for guessing which is me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SVEhNiKQVrI/AAAAAAAAAnw/4gyfbGpHTi0/s1600-h/6A.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 215px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SVEhNiKQVrI/AAAAAAAAAnw/4gyfbGpHTi0/s400/6A.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283040354274137778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And form 3 i think? The guys look so different now. Conrad you look so.. (haha jangan bunuh saya!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SVEljsHjd6I/AAAAAAAAAn4/HBRHiEogEHo/s1600-h/3A.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 282px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SVEljsHjd6I/AAAAAAAAAn4/HBRHiEogEHo/s400/3A.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283045132950796194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there were all the crazy pss pics as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SVEmCPBwD6I/AAAAAAAAAoA/u4kl9UIDSOU/s1600-h/pss5.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SVEmCPBwD6I/AAAAAAAAAoA/u4kl9UIDSOU/s400/pss5.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283045657717772194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SVEpv3pO1-I/AAAAAAAAAoI/LjQVAdwRi_s/s1600-h/pss6.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 294px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SVEpv3pO1-I/AAAAAAAAAoI/LjQVAdwRi_s/s400/pss6.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283049740249782242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SVErpAmlXXI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/HX3DiEOtPSQ/s1600-h/pss4.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 291px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SVErpAmlXXI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/HX3DiEOtPSQ/s400/pss4.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283051821418765682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinda miss those days now :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3495790356419666146-7659222823050410631?l=debbites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debbites.blogspot.com/feeds/7659222823050410631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3495790356419666146&amp;postID=7659222823050410631' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495790356419666146/posts/default/7659222823050410631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495790356419666146/posts/default/7659222823050410631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debbites.blogspot.com/2008/12/19.html' title='19'/><author><name>beddi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09435602615240584203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/TLSUzLiHMZI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/bOH9IVPpYi4/S220/IMG_1682.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SVEhNiKQVrI/AAAAAAAAAnw/4gyfbGpHTi0/s72-c/6A.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3495790356419666146.post-7448368669315352165</id><published>2008-12-24T01:11:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T13:57:00.902+09:00</updated><title type='text'>25</title><content type='html'>Whee! I will be off to the land of lionbluff in a few hours. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On sms yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;Deb: Tam bringing 500 sgd wor. Help me get 500 sgd la, justin case. I'll give you back the balance when i come home.&lt;br /&gt;Mum: Does her 500 include hotel?&lt;br /&gt;Deb: I think so. 500 should be enough for hotel as well. Just don't shop lor.&lt;br /&gt;Mum: Yeah, you can get the latest fad in kl, taman midah.&lt;br /&gt;Deb: Very funny...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well 500 sgd is already 1.2 or 1.3k rm. So sakit hati. So next time if you want to go travelling, consider places like indon and you can go there as a millionaire. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will be back on friday :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3495790356419666146-7448368669315352165?l=debbites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debbites.blogspot.com/feeds/7448368669315352165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3495790356419666146&amp;postID=7448368669315352165' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495790356419666146/posts/default/7448368669315352165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495790356419666146/posts/default/7448368669315352165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debbites.blogspot.com/2008/12/25.html' title='25'/><author><name>beddi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09435602615240584203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/TLSUzLiHMZI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/bOH9IVPpYi4/S220/IMG_1682.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3495790356419666146.post-2785322969097800544</id><published>2008-12-21T03:06:00.009+09:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T03:05:25.222+09:00</updated><title type='text'>28</title><content type='html'>There is something really wrong with this pic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SU4ozqq1mqI/AAAAAAAAAms/_oCJv8wZJuU/s1600-h/IMG_0478.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 294px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SU4ozqq1mqI/AAAAAAAAAms/_oCJv8wZJuU/s400/IMG_0478.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282204281044572834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY hair! Yeah so long makes me look like orang gila. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is quite a backdated post, wanted to post it earlier but i couldn't get hold of the pics. Actually decided not to blog about it already, but since Pek Yiong wants me to i guess i should just do it yeah. Plus it's kinda her birthday thing yeah. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My 'haha's are starting to infect my blog now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway back to Genji. Our initial plan was to try their japanese buffet which seems to be getting a lot of good reviews but unfortunately it's only available during the weekends. Sigh. So we had no choice but to resort to their ala carte menu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SU5Ud2-b2cI/AAAAAAAAAm0/oYvzUTosC4M/s1600-h/DSC08855.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 326px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SU5Ud2-b2cI/AAAAAAAAAm0/oYvzUTosC4M/s400/DSC08855.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282252284902496706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soft shell crab temaki. It would have been perfect if it wasn't for its seaweed which was so limp and difficult to tear off. Watching Pek Yiong attempt in biting off the temaki was like watching Animal Planet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SU5VMgYfvQI/AAAAAAAAAm8/dsgebndIzTU/s1600-h/DSC08852.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 295px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SU5VMgYfvQI/AAAAAAAAAm8/dsgebndIzTU/s400/DSC08852.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282253086291639554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the set i ordered. Teppan-fried chicken teriyaki with spicy ginger sauce. I made that up. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pek Yiong ordered a bento set. No pic coz she forgot to take one. Hmph!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SU5ZebxTfAI/AAAAAAAAAnE/BmtE3VDLr2k/s1600-h/DSC08856.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 276px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SU5ZebxTfAI/AAAAAAAAAnE/BmtE3VDLr2k/s400/DSC08856.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282257792337673218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Us. I wonder why photos are always taken when i'm bukaing my purse. Agh shit, i think i'm becoming fatter. My face! &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Ah bui&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there's always the obligatory &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;sampat&lt;/span&gt; moment. Pics weren't really nice. Because the lighting sucks. Because Pek Yiong's sony wouldn't stop vibrating. Because everyone else in the hotel were staring at us. But we tried anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SU5Z-h0jwYI/AAAAAAAAAnM/AY1dWb3a46g/s1600-h/DSC08857.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SU5Z-h0jwYI/AAAAAAAAAnM/AY1dWb3a46g/s400/DSC08857.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282258343717749122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*giggles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SU5bKY_udZI/AAAAAAAAAnU/annPf5P05YQ/s1600-h/DSC08858.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SU5bKY_udZI/AAAAAAAAAnU/annPf5P05YQ/s400/DSC08858.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282259647018726802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*more giggles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SU5dssIlBsI/AAAAAAAAAnc/igE3D-uDCEo/s1600-h/DSC08859.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SU5dssIlBsI/AAAAAAAAAnc/igE3D-uDCEo/s400/DSC08859.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282262435294938818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SU5fKLz1qtI/AAAAAAAAAnk/Ha_D0rbelQo/s1600-h/DSC08860.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SU5fKLz1qtI/AAAAAAAAAnk/Ha_D0rbelQo/s400/DSC08860.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282264041525717714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Py: What's wrong with you?&lt;br /&gt;Bi: I don't know, i cannot stop laughing. Every time i want to take you keep touching your hair, pulling your shirt etc. Damn funny la.&lt;br /&gt;Py: -.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pek Yiong came over to stay at my place that night and by the time we reached my place it was already almost 10. Didn't really do anything as we were both too tired so we just slumped down on the sofa and chatted and chatted till we fell asleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3495790356419666146-2785322969097800544?l=debbites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debbites.blogspot.com/feeds/2785322969097800544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3495790356419666146&amp;postID=2785322969097800544' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495790356419666146/posts/default/2785322969097800544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495790356419666146/posts/default/2785322969097800544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debbites.blogspot.com/2008/12/28.html' title='28'/><author><name>beddi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09435602615240584203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/TLSUzLiHMZI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/bOH9IVPpYi4/S220/IMG_1682.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SU4ozqq1mqI/AAAAAAAAAms/_oCJv8wZJuU/s72-c/IMG_0478.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3495790356419666146.post-1705264423842649249</id><published>2008-12-18T20:53:00.007+09:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T03:02:16.539+09:00</updated><title type='text'>31</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SUqOA1W3r1I/AAAAAAAAAmc/MoPzjwHDRAk/s1600-h/IMG_0495.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SUqOA1W3r1I/AAAAAAAAAmc/MoPzjwHDRAk/s400/IMG_0495.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281189658019475282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Debbi is (ala facebook) eating cny cookies now *yum* These are my cny must-haves: peanut cookies. My mum ordered them earlier especially for me since i will not be here to celebrate the upcoming cny. So touched :') You know how we always get so &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;jelak&lt;/span&gt; of cny tidbits every year because we'd be consuming such an obscene amount of various type of cookies after all those house visits? I wish i could go through that again. Next year. Wuu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note i just got my letter of good conduct done. FINALLY huh? That's what procrastination does to me. And the sbs pengetua, for &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;ffk&lt;/span&gt;-ing me so many times. Here's what she wrote for me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SUqONIIH-0I/AAAAAAAAAmk/AyAaQ38Pa0k/s1600-h/IMG_0490.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 148px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SUqONIIH-0I/AAAAAAAAAmk/AyAaQ38Pa0k/s400/IMG_0490.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281189869216332610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yearh, like you know that i'm active and yada yada. But thanks anyway. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glad everything's settled now. Just need to start packing... soon...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3495790356419666146-1705264423842649249?l=debbites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debbites.blogspot.com/feeds/1705264423842649249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3495790356419666146&amp;postID=1705264423842649249' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495790356419666146/posts/default/1705264423842649249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495790356419666146/posts/default/1705264423842649249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debbites.blogspot.com/2008/12/31.html' title='31'/><author><name>beddi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09435602615240584203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/TLSUzLiHMZI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/bOH9IVPpYi4/S220/IMG_1682.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SUqOA1W3r1I/AAAAAAAAAmc/MoPzjwHDRAk/s72-c/IMG_0495.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3495790356419666146.post-8753785898688702413</id><published>2008-12-14T01:29:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T02:25:35.038+09:00</updated><title type='text'>35</title><content type='html'>I'm now taking a break from sorting out all the 2008 pictures. Seriously they're driving me nuts. Many of them have duplicates with different names and argh they're just appearing everywhere in random folders *pulls hair* Anyway, I've had all my documents and movies etc transferred from the desktop to my external hdd - part of preparation for oz, about a month left now :( and i've just noticed how i have this tendency to write blogspots on microsoft word and never ended up finishing them. Here are just some excerpts. And a lot of them were given the subject 'emo'. wth? My life must have been really sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;ball&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We’ve attempted to call several hotels most of which led to nothing but disappointment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The committee nearly settled for Equitorial Bangi until we saw their sucky ballroom. Besides, all of us didn’t quite like gutsy girl Jolene. So we went home with a plunge of despair and the RM 5000 cheque safe in hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;emo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I first found out that my preparation for both exams would clash one another, the immediate thought which came to my mind was that I would focus on the uni exam itself, and piano will come second.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;emo2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trust. I have problems trusting people. No. Seriously. And this came by after some lil issue which I still, now, obviously, haven’t completely let go of. You know who you are, I thank you, and I forgive you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;perfume&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shitz. A new line of perfume we just came up with. It’s splendid, I must say. Although the picture will probably make us all look like cheapos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;The language of love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You’re in the middle of a serious conversation with a friend and out of the blue your phone beeps. It’s a message from him. Your mind immediately goes into screensaver mood; you think about the contents of the message, yet still pretend to be in the conversation you’re no longer listening to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last one is damn corny. Must be something out of one of the chick lits. 35 more days now. Yeah i'm already starting to count down. Even my huge-ass suitcase is already in my room just waiting to be stuffed with clothes and clothes and clothes. EMO.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3495790356419666146-8753785898688702413?l=debbites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debbites.blogspot.com/feeds/8753785898688702413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3495790356419666146&amp;postID=8753785898688702413' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495790356419666146/posts/default/8753785898688702413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495790356419666146/posts/default/8753785898688702413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debbites.blogspot.com/2008/12/35.html' title='35'/><author><name>beddi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09435602615240584203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/TLSUzLiHMZI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/bOH9IVPpYi4/S220/IMG_1682.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3495790356419666146.post-2587325836590359640</id><published>2008-10-11T14:19:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T06:32:26.178+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween</title><content type='html'>Well i hate this template. Changed it because the old one apparently had problems with the comments link. Don't know why, and i don't know how to fix it. I can probably just tweak some things in the html a bit, but unfortunately i don't know how to do that also. So &lt;em&gt;ma fan&lt;/em&gt;. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is actually quite a backdated post. Wrote it quite some time ago, but just never got round to finish it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mic and i were supposed to attend a halloween party in ucsi a few weeks back. But... just as we arrived at the entrance, Con broke the news that something happened and they were forced to cancel the party. There was a moment of awkward silence, then i went on asking if he was kidding. Apparently not! Most of us thought it was some Halloween prank they were trying to play on us. So it was cancelled. Our excitement over the past few days/weeks has evaporated (more like Con's excitement; it was just &lt;em&gt;eh&lt;/em&gt; for me haha). Thank goodness we didn't bother to dress too elaborately otherwise everything would have gone to waste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SQNyWtpxPTI/AAAAAAAAAd0/p4gCuwONbKo/s1600-h/IMG_0343.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SQNyWtpxPTI/AAAAAAAAAd0/p4gCuwONbKo/s400/IMG_0343.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261174524236348722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SQNzgj1xaQI/AAAAAAAAAd8/OEzzr8z9Nq0/s1600-h/IMG_0344.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 294px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SQNzgj1xaQI/AAAAAAAAAd8/OEzzr8z9Nq0/s400/IMG_0344.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261175792912656642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is the only pic the three of us took together. It's kinda nice really. But i didn't look nice. Explains the face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SQN0GYkrXNI/AAAAAAAAAeE/icGc-42iF1Y/s1600-h/IMG_0347.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SQN0GYkrXNI/AAAAAAAAAeE/icGc-42iF1Y/s320/IMG_0347.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261176442723196114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since we were already out the few of us decided to walk to the cafe nearby to have dinner. This is then followed by mamak with Con and Mic. Although the get-together was rather short we kept bursting into tucks of laughter and seriously, i haven't laughed so much in a long time. Yes, life pretty much sucked these days yada yada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just last week i was complaining how much i wish i am already in Australia studying. But hanging out with these people just make me don't want to leave anymore. I don't wanna leave anymore. . . And the other day my brother was trying to estimate how long it would take for his torrent to finish downloading. Since it has been going at about 1%/day i said it'll probably take a hundred days. He then said "a hundred? you also won't be here already by then" It was only then that i come to realise that 18th Jan is looming closer now. Nooo......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the bye, the party got cancelled because... &lt;em&gt;dot dot&lt;/em&gt;. There was a... &lt;em&gt;dot dot&lt;/em&gt;. I'm not sure if i can tell? Ok there was a fire. A fire wth. Imagine a fire in imu. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come Sunday Yx and i decided to pay the Seremban folks a visit. The whole thing was a pleasant getaway especially from all the housework i've been forced to do lately *whine whine* and it was also nice to finally meet up with Yx and Meg. Went to the movies in the afternoon, and it was the first time ever i've been to the cinema clad in very short shorts. Was freezing like crazy but luckily i had a jacket in my car. It was really nice of Kaj and De Jun to show us around after that. Visited a few houses, even invaded Mei Ann's study group, stayed the night and we left the next morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SQN0ZLXAszI/AAAAAAAAAeM/UB6AMp3X8tU/s1600-h/IMG_0349.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 262px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SQN0ZLXAszI/AAAAAAAAAeM/UB6AMp3X8tU/s400/IMG_0349.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261176765593727794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SQN0xgDxwcI/AAAAAAAAAeU/9SlVe0mgtlI/s1600-h/IMG_0350.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SQN0xgDxwcI/AAAAAAAAAeU/9SlVe0mgtlI/s400/IMG_0350.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261177183467061698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3495790356419666146-2587325836590359640?l=debbites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debbites.blogspot.com/feeds/2587325836590359640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3495790356419666146&amp;postID=2587325836590359640' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495790356419666146/posts/default/2587325836590359640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495790356419666146/posts/default/2587325836590359640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debbites.blogspot.com/2008/10/halloween.html' title='Halloween'/><author><name>beddi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09435602615240584203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/TLSUzLiHMZI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/bOH9IVPpYi4/S220/IMG_1682.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SQNyWtpxPTI/AAAAAAAAAd0/p4gCuwONbKo/s72-c/IMG_0343.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3495790356419666146.post-194831319864123946</id><published>2008-10-10T10:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T19:41:38.258+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jul 08: Melaka Trip</title><content type='html'>Finally. A proper &lt;em&gt;proper&lt;/em&gt; post. I realised that all it takes to get myself to blog is to publish an emo post, which will get me all gung ho to write the next happy post so as to conceal the previous pathetic one. Haha. And Min's idea of linking my blog beautifully on his page really did give a great boost. You know, so touched. Aww. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melaka trip with the g10s - although we had only one full day to spend, the trip couldn't be more accomplished. Took me a while to decide on how to blog about this. What with having two hundred over pictures in that Melaka folder on my desktop. Spent some time agonizing on whether to talk more about us, or about the food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well just to list down the food we had on that first day: curry laksa, curry puff, coconut puff, chicken rice ball, cendol, nyonya zhang, pork satay, durian cendol, portugese seafood, &lt;em&gt;more more&lt;/em&gt; tea, satay celup, durian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;:):)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We kicked start the day with curry laksa. It was sort of late breakfast. Of which we proceeded to lunch immediately after. No, i meant brunch. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SOt3hGg_q7I/AAAAAAAAAbo/9nd-n5p5I5M/s1600-h/IMG_4821.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254424800826207154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SOt3hGg_q7I/AAAAAAAAAbo/9nd-n5p5I5M/s320/IMG_4821.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh god my face looks so fat. Belum makan also fat already.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SOt3xx_kasI/AAAAAAAAAbw/_CtiEO3q7Xg/s1600-h/IMG_4832.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254425087375076034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SOt3xx_kasI/AAAAAAAAAbw/_CtiEO3q7Xg/s400/IMG_4832.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is us posing next to the Melaka Drain (Sungai Melaka). It wasn't very pleasant to the eyes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our walk soon lead us to the Dutch Square where the Stadthuys (&lt;em&gt;sted-house&lt;/em&gt;, insists Yx) building was located. Apart from indulging in our extreme food escapade we did a lot of exercise too! Trudged up St. Pauls Hill to check out some historical sites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More &lt;em&gt;sampat&lt;/em&gt; pictures...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SOt4Ct83MXI/AAAAAAAAAb4/Hy7MjYecq-s/s1600-h/IMG_4843.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254425378347757938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SOt4Ct83MXI/AAAAAAAAAb4/Hy7MjYecq-s/s400/IMG_4843.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SOt4XO_CIQI/AAAAAAAAAcA/lzeDLuy9vMs/s1600-h/IMG_4845.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254425730812616962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SOt4XO_CIQI/AAAAAAAAAcA/lzeDLuy9vMs/s400/IMG_4845.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Debster and her pseudo-helmet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SOt44xJpCnI/AAAAAAAAAcI/q2AKCbZm0mI/s1600-h/IMG_4851.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254426306919598706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SOt44xJpCnI/AAAAAAAAAcI/q2AKCbZm0mI/s400/IMG_4851.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Linking arms in front of the A Farmosa Fort? &lt;em&gt;Sia-soi&lt;/em&gt; nya... I wonder whose brilliant idea was it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SOt5NRSN7oI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/BZf4giTPo_E/s1600-h/IMG_4856.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254426659142889090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SOt5NRSN7oI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/BZf4giTPo_E/s400/IMG_4856.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SOt5g20VfBI/AAAAAAAAAcY/Ui1FgDCH-wo/s1600-h/IMG_4874.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254426995635616786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SOt5g20VfBI/AAAAAAAAAcY/Ui1FgDCH-wo/s320/IMG_4874.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is the one food that deserves a picture on its own (sorry non halal haha). But everybody knows Debbi HATES pork. So when Debbi says this pork satay is good, it really is DAMN good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We retired to Yx's very cosy home after the durian cendol at Tan Kim Hock's, watched a Disney movie, then headed out again to the Portugese Settlement for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SOt6ZHkfXbI/AAAAAAAAAcg/Pj1TMqtBG50/s1600-h/IMG_4886.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254427962205232562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SOt6ZHkfXbI/AAAAAAAAAcg/Pj1TMqtBG50/s400/IMG_4886.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Since all of us were debbitised and couldn't decide on what to order, table no. 1 became a reference for us. Think we had like 2 or 3 same dishes. Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our next stop was Jonker's Street. We're kinda lucky that they were having pasar malam that night too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SOt6vCNYgxI/AAAAAAAAAco/HYFcQeH89hc/s1600-h/IMG_4911.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254428338723259154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SOt6vCNYgxI/AAAAAAAAAco/HYFcQeH89hc/s400/IMG_4911.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SOt678vyrrI/AAAAAAAAAcw/NNYK1HVEulo/s1600-h/IMG_4913.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254428560595267250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SOt678vyrrI/AAAAAAAAAcw/NNYK1HVEulo/s400/IMG_4913.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Guess who's who.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our main objective that night was to drop by Geographer's Cafe - the place where one of the scene in er some canto movie was filmed. The girls were quite excited to try their signature &lt;em&gt;more-more cha&lt;/em&gt;, which apparently was also featured in the movie. However when our drinks finally came and Mei Ann took a sip, i saw her face becoming more crumpled than an apple crumble. Then we each took a sip. Everyone became apple crumbles. We were sorely disappointed. In the end we had to play a game of &lt;em&gt;ha?-meh ah?&lt;/em&gt; and the loser is forced to take a huge sip because finishing the drink became such a torture to everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SOt9prZqLYI/AAAAAAAAAdg/Akp1wyXMtew/s1600-h/IMG_4976.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254431545236270466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SOt9prZqLYI/AAAAAAAAAdg/Akp1wyXMtew/s320/IMG_4976.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Everybody loves this picture. I fail to see why.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The place actually has pretty good decor. And since upstairs was fairly empty we did a lot of camwhoring around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SOt73sfZf9I/AAAAAAAAAdQ/tpNwKEsqDV4/s1600-h/IMG_4968.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254429587023691730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SOt73sfZf9I/AAAAAAAAAdQ/tpNwKEsqDV4/s400/IMG_4968.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SOt7LCOuaLI/AAAAAAAAAc4/5KC-TiDQDBU/s1600-h/IMG_4941.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254428819765225650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SOt7LCOuaLI/AAAAAAAAAc4/5KC-TiDQDBU/s400/IMG_4941.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Can't stop laughing everytime i see this pic. Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SOt7nONBHLI/AAAAAAAAAdI/Clk69VTkeDI/s1600-h/IMG_4945.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254429304015625394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SOt7nONBHLI/AAAAAAAAAdI/Clk69VTkeDI/s400/IMG_4945.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now you see why?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our last stop that night was for satay celup, which was also fantastic. Even though we tried to limit our portions at every restaurant we went to, we ended up rolling down to the car with our very satisfied tummies. The first sentence that came out of everyone the moment we got in our room was 'need to &lt;em&gt;pang sai&lt;/em&gt;'. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later that night came a very much anticipated surprise. Haha. Seriously, even as i was bathing i could hear you guys whispering in the backyard :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SOt99noYHeI/AAAAAAAAAdo/zqbc4MJuaBg/s1600-h/IMG_4990.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254431887821643234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SOt99noYHeI/AAAAAAAAAdo/zqbc4MJuaBg/s400/IMG_4990.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't expect the durian though. Oh a point to remember. If you want to use fruits as birthday cakes, never choose papayas (&lt;em&gt;mok gua&lt;/em&gt;) or watermelons (&lt;em&gt;xai gua&lt;/em&gt;) or any fruits that ends with -&lt;em&gt;gua&lt;/em&gt;. Because &lt;em&gt;gua&lt;/em&gt; = die. &lt;em&gt;Suey&lt;/em&gt; la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was the obligatory cake (durian) feeding ceremony after that and we had fun drinking water from the durian husk (which apparently eliminates durian breath, says Mei Ann). Yes i'm not posting any pictures because i look horrible. Just had my bath before that remember? My hair was all over and i was wearing my ugly sleeping clothes. Even my mum says i look like hantoo. Wuuu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We woke up pretty early the next day just to get a place in the very famous fish ball shop. Personally i thought it was just ok. Liked the duck noodles more. We ended our makan trip with nyonya food, which was for lunch and headed back to kl thereafter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't thank Yx more for being a wonderful host, especially for driving us around :) Even now, typing this entry is enough to make me fly over to Melaka and gorge myself silly of all the satays, dumplings, cendols......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SOt9ZSXgFiI/AAAAAAAAAdY/X66PtBaC1dk/s1600-h/IMG_4974.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254431263638427170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SOt9ZSXgFiI/AAAAAAAAAdY/X66PtBaC1dk/s400/IMG_4974.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;One of the very few group pics.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3495790356419666146-194831319864123946?l=debbites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debbites.blogspot.com/feeds/194831319864123946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3495790356419666146&amp;postID=194831319864123946' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495790356419666146/posts/default/194831319864123946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495790356419666146/posts/default/194831319864123946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debbites.blogspot.com/2008/10/jul-08-melaka-trip.html' title='Jul 08: Melaka Trip'/><author><name>beddi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09435602615240584203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/TLSUzLiHMZI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/bOH9IVPpYi4/S220/IMG_1682.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/SOt3hGg_q7I/AAAAAAAAAbo/9nd-n5p5I5M/s72-c/IMG_4821.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3495790356419666146.post-5519890524113864530</id><published>2008-09-21T00:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T01:46:02.315+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've always believed that what goes around comes around. That we would eventually be punished for our wrong-doings one way or another. We don’t always get what we want, things will not always be plain sailing, it takes two hands to clap. Nothing is ever perfect. In the search of satisfaction we often go out of the norm, transform into this other self, this evil other self in the hope to get things achieved. But little did we realize that some things are not meant to be foisted upon. I hate to hate people. But sometimes certain emotions are beyond our control.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3495790356419666146-5519890524113864530?l=debbites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495790356419666146/posts/default/5519890524113864530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495790356419666146/posts/default/5519890524113864530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debbites.blogspot.com/2008/09/ive-always-believed-that-what-goes.html' title=''/><author><name>beddi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09435602615240584203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/TLSUzLiHMZI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/bOH9IVPpYi4/S220/IMG_1682.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3495790356419666146.post-7259919159573736617</id><published>2008-07-06T10:17:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T14:57:43.091+08:00</updated><title type='text'>for everything counts.</title><content type='html'>No, the &lt;a href="http://smallninsignificant.blogspot.com/2008/06/moving-up-sushi-ladder.html"&gt;coconuts&lt;/a&gt; did not prompt me to post this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Google analytics says I get an average of about 3 visitors a day. Hey, that's not so bad ok considering the fact that my blog has been collecting dust for the past 6 months. There were a few times I almost got myself to blog about something but it always end up the same; I'd open microsoft word, type a sentence or two, then thought 'ah, screw it.'. Thing is, I haven't updated for so long I don't even know where to start now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I should start with the present? EoS 5 is finally over! The past one month was crazy. My nerves had been in perpetual overdrive and I often find myself stuck in a crossfire of torture, tantrum and tears. The stress... There's always this constant voice in my head that keeps telling me to take a break and maybe just go for that movie Jon kept asking me to. But thank goodness each time conscience got the better of me and reminded me that I must finish the stack of notes which was supposed to be completed days ago. I'm happy now that I didn't go, otherwise I would have came home realising I'm lagging behind even more and would sink deeper into depression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm having my 6 months break now. How cool is that? After of which I will be heading to Perth. Most of you would have already known that I got accepted into Western Australia, which isn't too bad come to think of it now. I wasn't so happy when it came to me at first, considering the fact that I missed my first choice and that all my friends would now be right at the opposite end of the continent. But all is good now. Thanks Pek Yiong and Loy Yang for being here (there? here? there? haha) to catch me whenever I fall. And Min too, for your leg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like Min, I started to see expiry dates on everyone. Especially when my mum kept saying things like 'there's no one to help me fetch the boys anymore after you leave next year', or when Michelle asks 'what's going to happen to our mamak gang'. The thought of losing friends came. I've been telling myself to have some faith. I mean, when I first entered Taylor's I had this perception that those people are going to be my friends for just a year. But things turn out to be otherwise. I still keep in touch with both Pek Yiong and Jess until today. We would still bug each other throughout the year just to find out what the other wants for her birthday, and would frequently bitch just about anything, from &lt;i&gt;nenens&lt;/i&gt; to &lt;i&gt;didis&lt;/i&gt; to &lt;i&gt;puttputts&lt;/i&gt; (ok now I know why Mei Ann calls me &lt;i&gt;hamsap&lt;/i&gt;. SHUT UP! T_T). Things have always turned out fine eventually. But does 'fine' include the friends I have forgotten for the past 15 years? Shit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do have faith, but what kind?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3495790356419666146-7259919159573736617?l=debbites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debbites.blogspot.com/feeds/7259919159573736617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3495790356419666146&amp;postID=7259919159573736617' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495790356419666146/posts/default/7259919159573736617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495790356419666146/posts/default/7259919159573736617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debbites.blogspot.com/2008/07/for-everything-counts.html' title='for everything counts.'/><author><name>beddi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09435602615240584203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/TLSUzLiHMZI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/bOH9IVPpYi4/S220/IMG_1682.JPG'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3495790356419666146.post-533550341913103044</id><published>2008-01-19T12:43:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T03:36:40.351+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Things of late</title><content type='html'>I know I haven't updated for a long time - it's been like 4? 5 months? Can't even recall the last time I visited my own blog. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy new year! It's a little too late, but whatever. I think I shall blog about resolutions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before that, here's a mini update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I've got a new toy! No it's not my ndsl :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/R5DeAdb9B1I/AAAAAAAAAS8/ZMMwXNICNzU/s1600-h/DSC00801.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156865672822458194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/R5DeAdb9B1I/AAAAAAAAAS8/ZMMwXNICNzU/s320/DSC00801.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After agonizing about making the right choice for quite a while, I've finally made the huge decision to take up &lt;i&gt;gu zheng&lt;/i&gt; lessons. HUGE decision because I didn't know &lt;i&gt;gu zhengs&lt;/i&gt; cost that much. I kinda expected their prices to be about the same as guitars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. There's a new addition to the family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/R5Def9b9B2I/AAAAAAAAATE/FTdlNNzJaH4/s1600-h/a+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156866213988337506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/R5Def9b9B2I/AAAAAAAAATE/FTdlNNzJaH4/s320/a+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meet Snitch? We didn't really give time to think of a proper name. At least it's better than Sootty, or Betty, or Fugly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Baked my first cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/R5Deu9b9B3I/AAAAAAAAATM/Ga2Xg5HqBRE/s1600-h/a+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156866471686375282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/R5Deu9b9B3I/AAAAAAAAATM/Ga2Xg5HqBRE/s320/a+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was for my mum's birthday. All because i &lt;i&gt;ter&lt;/i&gt;-announced to her a few months back that I was going to do so. Of which she went 'ah good good... make sure you do blablabla', you know how mothers can go on and on. I was cowed into obedience. Ahem, the cake was pretty good though. Almost half of it was gone within half an hour *snickers*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait wait. Must add emoticon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b205/lunarcry87/2funny.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" src="http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b205/lunarcry87/2funny.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now as for resolutions...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These were my 2007 resolutions. I've posted this some time last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Stop procrastinating. This is like an irreversible curse which seem to be stuck with me forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;And it's still stuck with me. Can't help it you see. Am very much controlled by &lt;i&gt;kemalasan&lt;/i&gt; (sounds like &lt;i&gt;kemaluan&lt;/i&gt;).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. No more lies. No more white lies, gray lies, fibs… Prevarications are fine *winks*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;An old friend once looked at me in the eyes and asked 'Debbi, come tell us the truth, have you lied to us before?'. Dumbstricken, I frowned thoughtfully and remained silent for a while, then answered, 'no'. It was then I realised that I never (if do, rarely) lie to my friends, but lied to my parents many times I could not count.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Exercise… a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I don't think I exercised even once in that whole year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Stop being so sensitive. I’ve always wanted things to go my way. I want this, must have it. Want that, must get it. It’s like I want whatever I want when I want it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I still want things to go my way, damn it! But why do they not seem to be so??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Stop brooding over unnecessary things. I brood too much, hence the day dreams. I think I’ve allotted like half of my life just to day dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Still do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Remember Debbi, don’t procrastinate. Don’t procrastinate...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;yar yar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Stop being a paranoid. Stop acting like a nosey parker. Stop calling my brothers idiots. Stop cursing drivers on the road. Stop being a glutton. Stop spending unnecessarily. Stop wasting so much time on the computer. Stop blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Resolutions achieved = 0. It's bollocks I tell you. What's the point of making any when none could be accomplished? Besides, dreams are the opposite of reality. The more you talk about something you want, the more it drifts away from you. It's a jinx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, not gonna make any resolutions for 2008 ;-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3495790356419666146-533550341913103044?l=debbites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debbites.blogspot.com/feeds/533550341913103044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3495790356419666146&amp;postID=533550341913103044' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495790356419666146/posts/default/533550341913103044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495790356419666146/posts/default/533550341913103044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debbites.blogspot.com/2008/01/things-of-late.html' title='Things of late'/><author><name>beddi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09435602615240584203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/TLSUzLiHMZI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/bOH9IVPpYi4/S220/IMG_1682.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/R5DeAdb9B1I/AAAAAAAAAS8/ZMMwXNICNzU/s72-c/DSC00801.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3495790356419666146.post-922633286763890653</id><published>2007-08-06T15:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T01:10:00.992+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i am going to post :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;I've posted this in my private blog much earlier. But anyway. Here's something for those of you who kept bugging me to update my blog. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/RrPvtw4avVI/AAAAAAAAAPM/tltP8zCmRiE/s1600-h/DSC04318.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094679172980850002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/RrPvtw4avVI/AAAAAAAAAPM/tltP8zCmRiE/s320/DSC04318.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took a post as one of the secretariates in the hiv/tb conference, one to be responsible of the registration counter yesterday. Probably uncalled-for, but i first reckoned that it wouldn't be such a bad idea as it was going to be just a two-day sort of thing after all. Besides, i had no other plans in consideration. And on top of it all, they were paying a hundred bucks for each day! Plenty of plus points there, so we're set to go. I agreed to join, and work was to start on the 2nd of august.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though i never once thought that this working experience was going to be entirely plain sailing, i somehow managed to deter the thoughts of having the possibilities of even the worst happening. That was until a few days prior to thursday that i started having nervous flutters, and thought that i might have taken a wrong leap in accepting the job. I wasn't all that gung ho about getting that extra pocket money anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It went on nonetheless. We (that'd be con and i) had a briefing a day before the conference, everything didn't sound too bad, albeit a little complex and complicated, but yes, i convinced myself that things couldn't get any worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even so, the kickoff on day one wasn't pleasing at all - we were bawled out for being late. I suppose i did not foresee that myself, but we did underestimate the traffic. 'No sorry-s' and whatnots, no explanations and excuses accepted, we proceeded to begin our respective duties. It was a bad day to begin with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the whole i guess the experience wasn't too bad. Tiny glitches were certain to pop up from time to time. Mix-ups, misconceptions, and blunders, both unavoidable and avoidable, arised both at the right times and wrong times. Right times being the moments the supervior wasn't having her eye on you - she has a tendency of being a nitpick. And as i tend to doubt myself oftentimes, i kind of placed myself in this vulnerable position where i was bound to be picked on. However, things started to assimilate slowly. I have gotten much familiar with the routine in a matter of hours. But, mistakes and chidings do come, still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is one major fact which i have come to realise after that two days of having to constantly deal with hordes of people. You have to be nasty at times. Lie because you were told. Ignore because you had to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't help but to feel a little guilty. Who likes to be labelled as being mean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christina requested that both con and i come on saturday too because they needed the help. We said no :) Not that i mind doing it, but i guess i'm just lazy. Now i'm free again!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3495790356419666146-922633286763890653?l=debbites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debbites.blogspot.com/feeds/922633286763890653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3495790356419666146&amp;postID=922633286763890653' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495790356419666146/posts/default/922633286763890653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495790356419666146/posts/default/922633286763890653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debbites.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-am-going-to-post.html' title='i am going to post :)'/><author><name>beddi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09435602615240584203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/TLSUzLiHMZI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/bOH9IVPpYi4/S220/IMG_1682.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/RrPvtw4avVI/AAAAAAAAAPM/tltP8zCmRiE/s72-c/DSC04318.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3495790356419666146.post-6558208927622651397</id><published>2007-07-16T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-17T00:33:36.648+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Weeeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/Rpubk4hC13I/AAAAAAAAAOM/MH8Y3MUbd5o/s1600-h/DSC00674.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087831261993686898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/Rpubk4hC13I/AAAAAAAAAOM/MH8Y3MUbd5o/s320/DSC00674.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I received a parcel from aust today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks &lt;s&gt;payung&lt;/s&gt; paik yong :) &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;muacks&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3495790356419666146-6558208927622651397?l=debbites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debbites.blogspot.com/feeds/6558208927622651397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3495790356419666146&amp;postID=6558208927622651397' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495790356419666146/posts/default/6558208927622651397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495790356419666146/posts/default/6558208927622651397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debbites.blogspot.com/2007/07/weeeee-i-received-parcel-from-aust.html' title=''/><author><name>beddi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09435602615240584203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/TLSUzLiHMZI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/bOH9IVPpYi4/S220/IMG_1682.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/Rpubk4hC13I/AAAAAAAAAOM/MH8Y3MUbd5o/s72-c/DSC00674.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3495790356419666146.post-1904585349335583653</id><published>2007-06-17T23:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-19T01:34:16.158+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Father's day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/RnbBx1bHGHI/AAAAAAAAAN4/fiVQrLN8MOU/s1600-h/fd.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077458691805354098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/RnbBx1bHGHI/AAAAAAAAAN4/fiVQrLN8MOU/s320/fd.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy father's day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3495790356419666146-1904585349335583653?l=debbites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debbites.blogspot.com/feeds/1904585349335583653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3495790356419666146&amp;postID=1904585349335583653' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495790356419666146/posts/default/1904585349335583653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495790356419666146/posts/default/1904585349335583653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debbites.blogspot.com/2007/06/fathers-day.html' title='Father&apos;s day'/><author><name>beddi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09435602615240584203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/TLSUzLiHMZI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/bOH9IVPpYi4/S220/IMG_1682.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/RnbBx1bHGHI/AAAAAAAAAN4/fiVQrLN8MOU/s72-c/fd.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3495790356419666146.post-9191890642067980446</id><published>2007-06-09T00:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T13:47:11.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Was having this conversation with roons the other day, and there was this one reply which got me into that posture of deep thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Badawi is getting married. Many of us feel disgusted because he is old. Like why not he go pray and think about heaven and hell instead of getting sex. &lt;em&gt;very stereotypical no?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes we forget that they’re human too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3495790356419666146-9191890642067980446?l=debbites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debbites.blogspot.com/feeds/9191890642067980446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3495790356419666146&amp;postID=9191890642067980446' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495790356419666146/posts/default/9191890642067980446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495790356419666146/posts/default/9191890642067980446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debbites.blogspot.com/2007/06/was-having-this-conversation-with-roons.html' title=''/><author><name>beddi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09435602615240584203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/TLSUzLiHMZI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/bOH9IVPpYi4/S220/IMG_1682.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3495790356419666146.post-6524864752998275137</id><published>2007-04-27T10:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-27T10:44:50.524+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kemahiran hidup</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/RjFiAipOyEI/AAAAAAAAANA/iQNKbpW4nA4/s1600-h/blog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057931617953040450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/RjFiAipOyEI/AAAAAAAAANA/iQNKbpW4nA4/s320/blog.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suka bagi duit?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3495790356419666146-6524864752998275137?l=debbites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debbites.blogspot.com/feeds/6524864752998275137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3495790356419666146&amp;postID=6524864752998275137' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495790356419666146/posts/default/6524864752998275137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495790356419666146/posts/default/6524864752998275137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debbites.blogspot.com/2007/04/suka-bagi-duit.html' title='kemahiran hidup'/><author><name>beddi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09435602615240584203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/TLSUzLiHMZI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/bOH9IVPpYi4/S220/IMG_1682.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/RjFiAipOyEI/AAAAAAAAANA/iQNKbpW4nA4/s72-c/blog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3495790356419666146.post-3344827239871144032</id><published>2007-04-03T07:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-03T10:38:38.848+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So nostalgic</title><content type='html'>Actually snitched the idea for this post from several other blogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember how much these things used to be the fad many eons ago?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/Rgj21k3huuI/AAAAAAAAALc/2u45FL4yDmo/s1600-h/blog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046554782758714082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/Rgj21k3huuI/AAAAAAAAALc/2u45FL4yDmo/s320/blog.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This autograph book was given to me as a present from my babysitter. And I've been using it from my late primary to early secondary years, back when having one of these things was considered cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And wayy before that (i suppose during my early primary days), biodata books used to be the en vogue. I could still remember just how comprehensive every detail has got to be. Apart from the normal name, DOB, fav food/drinks etc, we would even come to an extent of listing this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Normal friends:&lt;br /&gt;- Good friends:&lt;br /&gt;- Best friends:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny huh. I have no idea how I classified my friends into those categories back then. Or did i not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My autograph book has Garfields on every page. Garfield! Do you know that carrying one of those merchandise at present time is like commiting the 14th deadly sin?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flipping through the pages brought back a lot of memories. So nostalgic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's actually not surprising that the first person who signed this book was the Filipino maid we had years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/Rgj3z03huvI/AAAAAAAAALk/kV5roF_kK6c/s1600-h/blog+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046555852205570802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/Rgj3z03huvI/AAAAAAAAALk/kV5roF_kK6c/s320/blog+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got picture some more. Kindda freaks me out now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow the book was also passed on to the maid who lives opposite our house. And i noticed one similarity. Both hoped to be successful businesswomen in the future. Hm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next was this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/Rgj4Hk3huwI/AAAAAAAAALs/ow3Q-FQ-rH4/s1600-h/blog+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046556191507987202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/Rgj4Hk3huwI/AAAAAAAAALs/ow3Q-FQ-rH4/s320/blog+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mistake #1: my name. It's not DebbiE. Jeez. As i was browsing the book, I noticed that my name was actually spelt in numerous different ways. Debbi, Debbie, Debby, Chai Qijun etc. (no DebbOs or beddis) One of the teachers even called me 'Girl'. @#$% she obviously doesn't know my name. Quite a blatant one at that too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/RgrOtwxFI7I/AAAAAAAAAMs/H01_HIZ8r3A/s1600-h/grumpy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047073618002256818" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/RgrOtwxFI7I/AAAAAAAAAMs/H01_HIZ8r3A/s320/grumpy.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the autograph. Hope i will success in life? Uh huh. Who's the heck is Pn. Rosma anyway? Can't seem to recall. But something at the back of my head is telling me that she's an English teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, most of the people would write sentimental crap saying how much they treasure our friendship and would go as far as to attempt to assure me that I will never, ever, be forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure I would have conscientiously written the same corny stuff in other people's autograph books. It's very ironic, cuz as I was leafing through the book, I realised that I don't remember half of the people who left the messages (erm, mostly the Malay gals. probably it's because they all looked the same. harhar).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/Rgj5Pk3huyI/AAAAAAAAAL8/X_hHXRjwB7g/s1600-h/blog+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046557428458568482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/Rgj5Pk3huyI/AAAAAAAAAL8/X_hHXRjwB7g/s320/blog+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was Izyan's. She's one friend I definately won't forget :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next would be this. It's by a Japanese girl who was in our class for some student's exchange programme thingy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/Rgj4wU3huxI/AAAAAAAAAL0/-mV5NXH8syk/s1600-h/blog+004b.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046556891587656466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/Rgj4wU3huxI/AAAAAAAAAL0/-mV5NXH8syk/s320/blog+004b.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have yet to discover what those Japanese letters actually meant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also noticed that A LOT of my friends hoped to be lawyers in the future, many of whom are currently pursuing other courses at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of them wanted ME to be a lawyer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/Rgj5tE3huzI/AAAAAAAAAME/uAYkoic3vCc/s1600-h/blog+009b.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046557935264709426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/Rgj5tE3huzI/AAAAAAAAAME/uAYkoic3vCc/s320/blog+009b.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conrad stated that he wants to be a biochemist, and he is currently tightly set on &lt;em&gt;komunikasi&lt;/em&gt;, i meant mass comm, instead. My cousin said she wants to be a 'gradegrandmother'. That is SO cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/Rgj5_U3hu0I/AAAAAAAAAMM/1OJy8RCOwAU/s1600-h/blog+011b.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046558248797322050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/Rgj5_U3hu0I/AAAAAAAAAMM/1OJy8RCOwAU/s320/blog+011b.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/Rgj6NE3hu1I/AAAAAAAAAMU/42K2RZHW2Hc/s1600-h/blog+005b.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046558485020523346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/Rgj6NE3hu1I/AAAAAAAAAMU/42K2RZHW2Hc/s320/blog+005b.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kiat Hwa! What happened? We could have been going to uni and studying together right now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to forget, I was once cursed to get only 5As in every exam. Thank goodness I had more than that for both PMR and SPM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/Rgj6WE3hu2I/AAAAAAAAAMc/xVBxOLECM0c/s1600-h/ivy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046558639639346018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/Rgj6WE3hu2I/AAAAAAAAAMc/xVBxOLECM0c/s320/ivy.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My, I really miss those days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And last but not least, Loy Yang's :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/Rgj6mk3hu3I/AAAAAAAAAMk/maMgxEwfGs4/s1600-h/blog+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046558923107187570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/Rgj6mk3hu3I/AAAAAAAAAMk/maMgxEwfGs4/s320/blog+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3495790356419666146-3344827239871144032?l=debbites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debbites.blogspot.com/feeds/3344827239871144032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3495790356419666146&amp;postID=3344827239871144032' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495790356419666146/posts/default/3344827239871144032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495790356419666146/posts/default/3344827239871144032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debbites.blogspot.com/2007/04/so-nostalgic.html' title='So nostalgic'/><author><name>beddi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09435602615240584203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/TLSUzLiHMZI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/bOH9IVPpYi4/S220/IMG_1682.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/Rgj21k3huuI/AAAAAAAAALc/2u45FL4yDmo/s72-c/blog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3495790356419666146.post-8235449710016671231</id><published>2007-03-31T23:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-02T04:41:43.887+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Denzel's 10th</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/Rg_7LQxFI8I/AAAAAAAAAM4/pP9pBUyBY70/s1600-h/den+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048529878203573186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/Rg_7LQxFI8I/AAAAAAAAAM4/pP9pBUyBY70/s320/den+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just realised. I'm going to be 20 this year. 20! ergh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3495790356419666146-8235449710016671231?l=debbites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debbites.blogspot.com/feeds/8235449710016671231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3495790356419666146&amp;postID=8235449710016671231' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495790356419666146/posts/default/8235449710016671231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495790356419666146/posts/default/8235449710016671231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debbites.blogspot.com/2007/03/denzels-10th.html' title='Denzel&apos;s 10th'/><author><name>beddi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09435602615240584203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/TLSUzLiHMZI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/bOH9IVPpYi4/S220/IMG_1682.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/Rg_7LQxFI8I/AAAAAAAAAM4/pP9pBUyBY70/s72-c/den+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3495790356419666146.post-7550809753180187764</id><published>2007-03-27T07:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-27T20:57:54.192+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Korea (2)</title><content type='html'>Finally. But I’ll just mention some of the places we’ve visited in Korea. It's boring anyway. I mean this post. Not the trip. Trip was fantastic :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Korean War Memorial.&lt;/strong&gt; Korean history mainly revolves around the Cold War, which resulted in the senseless loss of lives and the separation of Korea into 2 entities - North and South. This outdoor exhibition center mainly displays numerous tanks and field artillery used during the war. It was quite an insightful visit (well, actually no), except for that I’m not a huge fan of war or war relics for that matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/RgUPck3huiI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/tyOrrBSkuog/s1600-h/sob.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045455941145836066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/RgUPck3huiI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/tyOrrBSkuog/s400/sob.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The statue of brothers. Seen Taegukgi? It’s a good movie. The story depicts two brothers separated during the war and later met each other by chance on the battlefield while fighting for opposite sides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vivaldi Park.&lt;/strong&gt; We went skiing in the afternoon and stayed in the ski resort for that night itself. Personally, I think this was the highlight of the whole trip. Skiing AND Nanta, both of which I totally enjoyed. Trying to get the hang of skiing wasn’t actually as hard as learning how to skate on ice. Although trudging up the hill was hell as all the bulky skiing equipment has to be shouldered up as well, schussing downhill was so much fun. This park has several slopes with various steepness that will satisfy the needs of novice to expert skiers, but we only managed to ski on the beginner's slope, of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/RgUQWE3hujI/AAAAAAAAAKE/VnmA_5YLsqA/s1600-h/240207+161.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045456928988314162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/RgUQWE3hujI/AAAAAAAAAKE/VnmA_5YLsqA/s320/240207+161.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NANTA!&lt;/strong&gt; - literally meaning random drum-beats, was the most entertaining live play / performance I had ever seen. Was practically laughing all the way. This a non-verbal percussion performance tells of three crazy chefs and a mischievous assistant who were assigned to prepare a major wedding banquet within a strict time limit. And these performers create thunderous beats with all kinds of cooking utensils including pans, knives, spoons, garbage cans and anything you can possibly find in the kitchen. I think they've also performed in Genting once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/RgUR403hukI/AAAAAAAAAKM/a8XRpMhGvek/s1600-h/nanta.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045458625500396098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/RgUR403hukI/AAAAAAAAAKM/a8XRpMhGvek/s320/nanta.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Daepohang Fish Market.&lt;/strong&gt; We were told that the place has over 100 species of fresh seafood, all live! Honestly, I don't think there were over 100, 50 seems more plausible but over 100 shapes and sizes, of course. And all of them are meant to be eaten raw. It was pretty apparent that none of us had the guts to try them but our tour guide insisted on getting a packet of squid sashimi just to let us try. And surprisingly, it tasted good. Raw sotong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/RgUScU3hulI/AAAAAAAAAKU/QKf_DEfBqik/s1600-h/240207+100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045459235385752146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/RgUScU3hulI/AAAAAAAAAKU/QKf_DEfBqik/s400/240207+100.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eating live octopus is a delicacy in Korea and it is something that I would probably want to try someday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This video shows how tricky it can be to take in one of those… WATCH IT! So geli!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EclvzWGtTxg"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/EclvzWGtTxg" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's all wiggly... and jiggly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kimchi&lt;/em&gt; Factory.&lt;/strong&gt; We were first briefed on how &lt;em&gt;kimchi&lt;/em&gt; is made and had the opportunity to experience making it ourselves. After of which we were given the chance to clown around in the traditional costumes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/RgUTIk3humI/AAAAAAAAAKc/72L77-"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045459995594963554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/RgUTIk3humI/AAAAAAAAAKc/72L77-UjFt0/s320/240207+196.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mount Seoraksan's National Park.&lt;/strong&gt; This visit was nothing like the Taman Negara trip. Haha. The national park is located on Mount Seoraksan which was a 3-hour scenic bus ride from Seoul. Apart from looking at sceneries and monuments there was nothing much to shout about. There's also another attraction at the back of its hillside - the Shinhungsa Temple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/RgUTU03hunI/AAAAAAAAAKk/bCg5XnpSFHY/s1600-h/focused.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045460206048361074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/RgUTU03hunI/AAAAAAAAAKk/bCg5XnpSFHY/s400/focused.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the accomodation:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent 2 nights in 2 different resorts, both of the same concept - the &lt;em&gt;ondol&lt;/em&gt; suite, which has the Korean style bedroom. It was a pretty interesting experience. The bedrooms have traditional underfloor heating system called the &lt;em&gt;ondol&lt;/em&gt;, where we spread out thin mattresses at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/RgUTu03huoI/AAAAAAAAAKs/1AYOHUCLWOA/s1600-h/240207+116.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045460652724959874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/RgUTu03huoI/AAAAAAAAAKs/1AYOHUCLWOA/s320/240207+116.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the cuisine:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the meals we had were full-course meals eaten on the floor as per culinary tradition in Korea. Traditional Korean meals are notable for the number of side dishes (&lt;em&gt;banchan&lt;/em&gt;) that accompany the ubiquitous steam-cooked short-grain rice and soup. The most common banchan served would be &lt;em&gt;Kimchi&lt;/em&gt;. A Korean meal is never complete without &lt;em&gt;Kimchi&lt;/em&gt;, a mixture of various pickled vegetables. And as Koreans are proud to brag, it is claimed to be one of the healthiest foods in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/RgUUGE3hupI/AAAAAAAAAK0/DPw257W0PtM/s1600-h/240207+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045461052156918418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/RgUUGE3hupI/AAAAAAAAAK0/DPw257W0PtM/s400/240207+024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were also restaurants where thin slices of meat are cooked at the center of the table over a charcoal grill, surrounded by various &lt;em&gt;banchan&lt;/em&gt; and individual rice bowls. It's almost like a barbeque steamboat. And that you come out of the restaurant with your clothes smelling like imu's cafeteria.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bibimbap&lt;/em&gt; (mixed rice) comprise rice topped with vegetables, beef and egg, and served with a dollop of chili pepper paste. It is served in a heated stone bowl, in which a raw egg is cooked against the sides of the bowl. Everything is then stirred together in one large bowl and eaten with a spoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/RgUU-U3huqI/AAAAAAAAAK8/Fh9DZz6LLBA/s1600-h/240207+152.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045462018524560034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/RgUU-U3huqI/AAAAAAAAAK8/Fh9DZz6LLBA/s200/240207+152.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I first saw that raw gooey egg yolk topping the whole thing I thought I wasn't going to even taste my food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/RgUVf03hurI/AAAAAAAAALE/XoqJExaBrbo/s1600-h/240207+155.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045462594050177714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/RgUVf03hurI/AAAAAAAAALE/XoqJExaBrbo/s200/240207+155.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After mixing everything became a soggy mess. I ate, but didn't finish the food. Maybe it was spoon-licking good afterall for some of us left nary a grain of rice in the humungous bowl. How could they do that. We were going to ski right after that meal, you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Samgyetang&lt;/em&gt; (chicken ginseng soup), is a Korean soup-based dish. It is basically a whole young chicken stuffed with glutinous rice and boiled in a broth of Korean ginseng, dried jujube fruit, garlic, and ginger. Sounds healthy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/RgUVzk3husI/AAAAAAAAALM/9PGNRnpm3_8/s1600-h/240207+202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045462933352594114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/RgUVzk3husI/AAAAAAAAALM/9PGNRnpm3_8/s320/240207+202.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been thinking of a conclusion for this but unfortunately can't come out of any. Alright, this has taken up more than 5 minutes of my time. Ergh! Sod it. Shall just publish the thing :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3495790356419666146-7550809753180187764?l=debbites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debbites.blogspot.com/feeds/7550809753180187764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3495790356419666146&amp;postID=7550809753180187764' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495790356419666146/posts/default/7550809753180187764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495790356419666146/posts/default/7550809753180187764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debbites.blogspot.com/2007/03/korea-2.html' title='Korea (2)'/><author><name>beddi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09435602615240584203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/TLSUzLiHMZI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/bOH9IVPpYi4/S220/IMG_1682.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/RgUPck3huiI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/tyOrrBSkuog/s72-c/sob.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3495790356419666146.post-7747360208706838367</id><published>2007-03-25T23:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T06:59:12.004+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's congested contagious!</title><content type='html'>Went for the buffet lunch in Legend Hotel today. It's Michelle &lt;s&gt;cow&lt;/s&gt; &lt;s&gt;cow&lt;/s&gt; &lt;s&gt;cow&lt;/s&gt; Kow's birthday! Was fun, we were in hysterics most of the time, thanks to Michelle and her blurness :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/RgZGiU3hutI/AAAAAAAAALU/l-2cqwdxBtk/s1600-h/mic+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045797988046322386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/RgZGiU3hutI/AAAAAAAAALU/l-2cqwdxBtk/s320/mic+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't take any pictures while we were eating, because well I was busy eating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ate till we could eat no more, then took the train to Timesquare. Only had time for a game of bowling and it was already time for us to leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to hit the books again. zzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, Denzel is turning 10 this saturday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3495790356419666146-7747360208706838367?l=debbites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debbites.blogspot.com/feeds/7747360208706838367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3495790356419666146&amp;postID=7747360208706838367' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495790356419666146/posts/default/7747360208706838367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495790356419666146/posts/default/7747360208706838367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debbites.blogspot.com/2007/03/it-is-congested-contagious.html' title='It&apos;s &lt;s&gt;congested&lt;/s&gt; contagious!'/><author><name>beddi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09435602615240584203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/TLSUzLiHMZI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/bOH9IVPpYi4/S220/IMG_1682.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/RgZGiU3hutI/AAAAAAAAALU/l-2cqwdxBtk/s72-c/mic+017.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3495790356419666146.post-2573870771127538757</id><published>2007-03-21T08:42:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2007-03-22T12:55:07.074+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Korea</title><content type='html'>Do you know that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li type="circle"&gt;Samsung is composed of over 70 South Korean businesses, one of them being Samsung Electronics which everyone knows. They manufacture electronics, chemicals, ships, textiles, food, run hotels, amusement parks, construct skyscrapers etc. Yes, you do see a lot of Samsung cars around in Korea.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li type="circle"&gt;Speaking of cars, you'll notice like 90% of the road-users driving local Korean cars. It's like having a whole lot of Protons and Peroduas on the roads.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li type="circle"&gt;Every local speaks the Korean language in Korea. Even signboards and menus are written in their language (&lt;em&gt;Hangeul&lt;/em&gt;), which obviously do not appear to cater to tourists at all. Language barriers would be any foreigner's major challenge. Those kimchis must be really proud of their language.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li type="circle"&gt;Bae Yong Joon who acts in Winter Sonata apparently has a very nasty attitude! &lt;em&gt;(aww, yenny)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li type="circle"&gt;There are about 20 casinos located around South Korea but only one of them is open to Koreans. Yup, Koreans are literally being refrained from gambling by the government. The remaining casinos are open only to foreigners.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li type="circle"&gt;Things in Korea are wayy too pricey. A plate of spaghetti would cost you about 10,000 won, which's about 40 ringgit. We did some last minute shopping before we headed to the airport. A small shopping basket containing several boxes of tidbits and we had to shell out almost RM 300. All that just for biscuits and seaweeds.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li type="circle"&gt;You don't see any stray dogs in Korea (not even one!). And that's because Koreans love dog meat. It's apparently the most expensive meat in Korea.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/RgCD_03huhI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/nNHNzJ1PfxY/s1600-h/240207+198.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044176715201493522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/RgCD_03huhI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/nNHNzJ1PfxY/s400/240207+198.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li type="circle"&gt;Very funny. That's the traditional Korean costume. The dress's called the &lt;em&gt;hanbok&lt;/em&gt;, no idea what the guys' are called. It's normal to see Koreans in the public wearing these traditional apparels, more so on festive days. By contrast, we hardly see us chinese clad in cheongsams at any time of the year.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, I haven't posted anything on the trip yet. Been really busy lately pbl pbl csu study study. Can't even find time to watch 300, which's ergh! depressing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3495790356419666146-2573870771127538757?l=debbites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debbites.blogspot.com/feeds/2573870771127538757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3495790356419666146&amp;postID=2573870771127538757' title='24 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495790356419666146/posts/default/2573870771127538757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495790356419666146/posts/default/2573870771127538757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debbites.blogspot.com/2007/03/korea.html' title='Korea'/><author><name>beddi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09435602615240584203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/TLSUzLiHMZI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/bOH9IVPpYi4/S220/IMG_1682.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/RgCD_03huhI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/nNHNzJ1PfxY/s72-c/240207+198.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>24</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3495790356419666146.post-3674035318440656446</id><published>2007-03-07T11:06:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2007-03-10T16:29:21.585+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy b'day pypypypypy</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/Re4kkIOV2MI/AAAAAAAAAJk/yS5FTuzT_tE/s1600-h/DSC01433.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039005236175689922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/Re4kkIOV2MI/AAAAAAAAAJk/yS5FTuzT_tE/s200/DSC01433.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone's turning twen-tee already. Haha. Have fun morphing into an &lt;em&gt;ah mu&lt;/em&gt; in the land down under! Glad Newcastle loves you so much that they're hosting a naked bike ride just for your birthday! (wohoo!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/Re4mV4OV2NI/AAAAAAAAAJs/txACn7g0h14/s1600-h/herh.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039007190385809618" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/Re4mV4OV2NI/AAAAAAAAAJs/txACn7g0h14/s320/herh.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3495790356419666146-3674035318440656446?l=debbites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debbites.blogspot.com/feeds/3674035318440656446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3495790356419666146&amp;postID=3674035318440656446' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495790356419666146/posts/default/3674035318440656446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495790356419666146/posts/default/3674035318440656446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debbites.blogspot.com/2007/03/happy-bday-pypypypypy.html' title='Happy b&apos;day pypypypypy'/><author><name>beddi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09435602615240584203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/TLSUzLiHMZI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/bOH9IVPpYi4/S220/IMG_1682.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/Re4kkIOV2MI/AAAAAAAAAJk/yS5FTuzT_tE/s72-c/DSC01433.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3495790356419666146.post-1257273489718460718</id><published>2007-02-27T11:44:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2007-03-02T22:21:43.498+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Lunar new year</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;The cny mood has pretty much died down for me. Holidays have been great, well, apart from the downside that we don't get to &lt;em&gt;bai nian&lt;/em&gt; as much and collect as many ang paus because we were in Korea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like every other year, we went to my grandpa's place to visit in the morning of the first day (初一) itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left for Korea that night itself and came back on Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went out with Conrad and Michelle the next morning. The initial plan was to go karaoke-ing as it was Conrad's birthday but I wasn't feeling too good soon after we reached Leisure Mall. Actually had a near-syncope episode - first came the stomach discomfort, the nausea, the dimming of vision, then the cold sweat. Called my dad to pick me soon after that but I actually got a lot better just after sitting down. I'm wondering how the stomach discomfort could possibly led to the fainting spells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came home and slumped down on the bed, and later in the afternoon we went to Jonas's house to eat! It was actually quite fun - with the cats, board games, and firecrackers. Plus we had sweedish food for tea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/ReO0qOMKwCI/AAAAAAAAAHI/7O0KpFg2ElQ/s1600-h/m77431810.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036067445786984482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/ReO0qOMKwCI/AAAAAAAAAHI/7O0KpFg2ElQ/s400/m77431810.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why ban fireworks anyway?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/ReO1SuMKwDI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/mvWypaO0xuY/s1600-h/240207+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036068141571686450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/ReO1SuMKwDI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/mvWypaO0xuY/s400/240207+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh. Break The Safe's a nice game :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went around &lt;em&gt;bai nian&lt;/em&gt;-ing with some friends on Sunday. We did a fair amount of travelling that day, and ate an obscene amount of various types of cookies. Could have taken pictures of them really but after seeing like 888,000 cookies I was getting kind of tired of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/RegkxzjBz_I/AAAAAAAAAH4/fffDSpsJJzk/s1600-h/240207+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037316621283217394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/RegkxzjBz_I/AAAAAAAAAH4/fffDSpsJJzk/s400/240207+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year's angpau harvest: very little.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3495790356419666146-1257273489718460718?l=debbites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debbites.blogspot.com/feeds/1257273489718460718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3495790356419666146&amp;postID=1257273489718460718' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495790356419666146/posts/default/1257273489718460718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495790356419666146/posts/default/1257273489718460718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debbites.blogspot.com/2007/02/lunar-new-year.html' title='Lunar new year'/><author><name>beddi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09435602615240584203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/TLSUzLiHMZI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/bOH9IVPpYi4/S220/IMG_1682.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/ReO0qOMKwCI/AAAAAAAAAHI/7O0KpFg2ElQ/s72-c/m77431810.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3495790356419666146.post-4676911354752343649</id><published>2007-02-12T01:16:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2007-03-02T22:56:16.747+09:00</updated><title type='text'>can't think of a title, yet</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I've been trying to come out with ideas of how to blog about the past whole week. A lot has happened, there's so much to write, but it'll make this post too long-winded. Being lazy isn't helping either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i woke up on Wednesday morning, the first thing which came to my mind was that 'Loy Yang's leaving'. And it made me wonder - how much worse would I feel when it's my turn to leave. Both Loy Yang and Pek Yiong had left for Australia. Two very close friends. Two people I hang out a lot with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been going out almost everyday since... last Friday. This week has been a comfortable retreat from the reality. I love holidays!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Went to Timesquare-Sungei Wang-Bintang Walk with Min on Friday. Yada yada yada. It was so long ago, i don't remember what happened. Haha. I wanted to join Loy Yang and geng at Starbucks after that but thought it was already too late at night. But seriously, I regretted not going ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;And on Sunday, Tam suggested watching a movie at night. Since the meet up has to be that late, we decided to just settle for Leisure Mall which was the nearest. And LM only shows bout 4 or 5 movies a day. Watched Blood and Chocolate. Everyone agreed it was boring, I'd say it's a fairly mediocre head-kick of 4.5/10. As we thought it was still early after the movie has ended, Loys suggested mamak-ing in Steven's Corner before heading home.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;I went to KLCC with Loy Yang and Michelle on Monday. Conrad was supposed to join too but couldn't make it because his hand was aching. Huh? Con, not only you owe Mic a 10-course meal, you owe me one too. It took a while to decide where to have lunch. Both Mic and I insisted on not having Chinese but we somehow ended up at Madam Kwans. We spent about 3 hours in the restaurant itself, had interesting conversations, and were in tucks of laughter. Took really nice pictures in Coffee Bean :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/RdEtlApY7wI/AAAAAAAAAGw/Z05udutRDsA/s1600-h/klcc+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030852372601564930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/RdEtlApY7wI/AAAAAAAAAGw/Z05udutRDsA/s320/klcc+022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Spent the whole day out on Tuesday. Woke up at 6 in the morning just to follow my mum to work as I was going to meet Pek Yiong in Ambank. Had breakfast in Starbucks, then headed straight to BB Plaza on the monorail to meet Jess. Kim Gary's for lunch, as usual - I've lost count of the number of times the three of us had chose to eat there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/Rc_dOwpY7qI/AAAAAAAAAFo/I6Y7-Ny5I5Q/s1600-h/DSC01431.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030482554442542754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/Rc_dOwpY7qI/AAAAAAAAAFo/I6Y7-Ny5I5Q/s320/DSC01431.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TAI PEK YIONG!&lt;/strong&gt; I'm still waiting for the pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in the night - we had this farewell thing in Sungai Long for Loy Yang. There were various cafes and restaurants at every nook and cranny of the place but we ended up in Halo cafe (lousy name). The prices here are a tad expensvie versus the average cafe but it's a great place to bring friends to. The service wasn't anything fantastic either. The drinks came in a jiffy while the snacks we've ordered took forever to come indicating their kitchen was obviously facing problems. But we had lots of fun, and I reached home after 2. Thank goodness my parents didn't say anything. And on that night alone, we took a whopping total of 179 pictures! Mostly crap though. Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/Rc_d1wpY7rI/AAAAAAAAAFw/yFIpkKKkSpo/s1600-h/halo+cafe+064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030483224457440946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/Rc_d1wpY7rI/AAAAAAAAAFw/yFIpkKKkSpo/s400/halo+cafe+064.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Wednesday - KLIA. We were there to send Loy Yang off to Melbourne. Everyone was goggling at Loy Yang like he's suddenly the Dalai Lama. It wasn't entirely a difficult parting. Cameras, tears, hugs, wishes. You get the picture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/Rc_emQpY7sI/AAAAAAAAAF4/uhxrNqiC_uU/s1600-h/klia+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030484057681096386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/Rc_emQpY7sI/AAAAAAAAAF4/uhxrNqiC_uU/s400/klia+026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Went to Ikea and 1u with Min on Thursday. Finally watched The Holiday which Conrad kept harping about. But it didn't turn out to be as great as I had expected it to be. I'd give it a half-hearted 6.5/10. Haha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Had my first karaoke experience on Friday with Conrad and Michelle. It was fun - with all the singing and Conrad doing silly acts. Actually brought my camera but forgot to change its battery. Sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;By this day, I was already on the brink of financial disgrace. I owe Michelle money. And still owe Min money too. My mum actually gave me extra to spend this month - like... 75% extra (for doing the donkey job of painting the porch). But it all just went 'poof!' in a matter of days.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;So I chose to somewhat tone down the spendthrift side of me during the weekend -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/Rc_fTwpY7tI/AAAAAAAAAGA/OhR6U7qcJiM/s1600-h/100207+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030484839365144274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/Rc_fTwpY7tI/AAAAAAAAAGA/OhR6U7qcJiM/s320/100207+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We made cny cookies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle and Tam came to my place. It was pretty interesting. But they wrecked havoc in my kitchen, much to my dread.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;There's this last outing though. Due to poor self-control, I agreed to go for dinner with Jon on Saturday night. Splurge splurge splurge. We went to &lt;em&gt;Siu Wan Teng&lt;/em&gt; (Little Genting). This place's quite packed on Saturday night and like all ugly Malaysians, parking around the place was haphazard with some people double parking. The view was this pretty...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/RdEt4ApY7xI/AAAAAAAAAG4/T-i8jaS2oMo/s1600-h/siuwanteng.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030852699019079442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/RdEt4ApY7xI/AAAAAAAAAG4/T-i8jaS2oMo/s320/siuwanteng.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually got the picture off someone else's blog. I, on the other hand, am only capable of taking pictures like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/Rc_ikQpY7vI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/9YTrHI7fQKU/s1600-h/100207+035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030488421367869170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/Rc_ikQpY7vI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/9YTrHI7fQKU/s320/100207+035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3495790356419666146-4676911354752343649?l=debbites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debbites.blogspot.com/feeds/4676911354752343649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3495790356419666146&amp;postID=4676911354752343649' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495790356419666146/posts/default/4676911354752343649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495790356419666146/posts/default/4676911354752343649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debbites.blogspot.com/2007/02/ive-been-trying-to-come-out-with-ideas.html' title='can&apos;t think of a title, yet'/><author><name>beddi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09435602615240584203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/TLSUzLiHMZI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/bOH9IVPpYi4/S220/IMG_1682.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/RdEtlApY7wI/AAAAAAAAAGw/Z05udutRDsA/s72-c/klcc+022.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3495790356419666146.post-391032043906405923</id><published>2007-01-15T19:56:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2007-03-02T22:57:44.114+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy b'day Kiat !</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Last night Loy Yang and I were agreeing with each other of how much we should really cam-whore again in the future. The uh-very-intellectual discussion turned into a backfire of tantrums and laughters and we were virtually cursing each other, indirectly. Well it went like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who got stats n acc2 textbook wanna sell??? says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;nex time take more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who got stats n acc2 textbook wanna sell??? says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;even take signboards&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who got stats n acc2 textbook wanna sell??? says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;hahahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Debbi says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hahaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Debbi says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;nola&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Debbi says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;do some more cam whoring next time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Debbi says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;must always remember to bring camera liau&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Debbi says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who got stats n acc2 textbook wanna sell??? says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;all together la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who got stats n acc2 textbook wanna sell??? says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;all also cam whore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who got stats n acc2 textbook wanna sell??? says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;WAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who got stats n acc2 textbook wanna sell??? says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;all the whores&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who got stats n acc2 textbook wanna sell??? says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;hahahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Debbi says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Debbi says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;u're the bapa whore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Debbi says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hahahhahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who got stats n acc2 textbook wanna sell??? says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;wat the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who got stats n acc2 textbook wanna sell??? says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;hahahahahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who got stats n acc2 textbook wanna sell??? says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;u anak whore&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;(i'm his anak murid, that's why)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who got stats n acc2 textbook wanna sell??? says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;hahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Debbi says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hahahahha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Debbi says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;u're father of all whores&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Debbi says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hahahhahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who got stats n acc2 textbook wanna sell??? says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;hahahahahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who got stats n acc2 textbook wanna sell??? says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;wat the hell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who got stats n acc2 textbook wanna sell??? says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who got stats n acc2 textbook wanna sell??? says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;my own army of whores&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. he can really cam-whore you know. Leave him a camera and go and shop all you want. When you're done your camera's memory'll be all taken up ;) I seriously think he should form a cam-whoring club with my brother, Shawn. haha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;And yesterday, we went to Sunway Lagoon in the morning. The 'we' consisted of: Kiat Hwa, Loy Yang, Tam and I. The whole purpose of the outing was to celebrate Kiat Hwa's belated birthday, but that purpose was only revealed to her during dinner. Haha. It's going to be really pointless describing the every nook and cranny of Sunway Lagoon we've tramped on, or how our limbs were in grotesque positions and stomachs turned cartwheels during the 360 degrees swings. So this time round, I'll just let the pictures do the talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/RauZQBzjTyI/AAAAAAAAAC0/O2z2PiRPipg/s1600-h/lagoooon+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020274710276165410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/RauZQBzjTyI/AAAAAAAAAC0/O2z2PiRPipg/s400/lagoooon+026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took a picture right before we kept our belongings in the locker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/Raxc-BzjT6I/AAAAAAAAAEU/l7dYsAZa2aw/s1600-h/before.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020489905317564322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/Raxc-BzjT6I/AAAAAAAAAEU/l7dYsAZa2aw/s320/before.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There weren't even a single picture of any of us on any rides because, first things first, we can't possibly carry a camera on a ride that rotates 360 degrees. I wanted to at least bring my handphone so badly but concluded that it wasn't wise as there were some rides which'll get you wet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First played in the dry park, then proceeded to the wet park around 1.30 in the afternoon. No pictures, no pictures. As for the wet park, we spent most of the time wrestling each other in the water. It was hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So before we left, it became a desideratum for us to take a few more pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/RauZtxzjT0I/AAAAAAAAADE/rUmFtP2J6uI/s1600-h/lagoooon+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020275221377273666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/RauZtxzjT0I/AAAAAAAAADE/rUmFtP2J6uI/s400/lagoooon+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was already 4.30 when left the lagoon. And all of us were famished as we didn't even have breakfast in the morning. The process of deciding what to eat took some time but we finally settled for Hartz Chicken Buffet. When we told Kiat Hwa that everything was for her birthday celebration, her eyes widdened to the size of dinner plates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/RauaBBzjT1I/AAAAAAAAADM/4wy-pEKKb1E/s1600-h/lagoooon+046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020275552089755474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/RauaBBzjT1I/AAAAAAAAADM/4wy-pEKKb1E/s400/lagoooon+046.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went &lt;em&gt;jalan-jalan&lt;/em&gt; after that, and left the place around 8, i think. Even did some &lt;em&gt;bo-liao&lt;/em&gt; cam-whoring in the fitting room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/RauaTBzjT2I/AAAAAAAAADU/MZrnGEKJes4/s1600-h/lagoooon+085.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020275861327400802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/RauaTBzjT2I/AAAAAAAAADU/MZrnGEKJes4/s400/lagoooon+085.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parking duration: 9 hours and 55 minutes. I'm happy :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/Raxd-RzjT8I/AAAAAAAAAEk/Q8njI5yvlFA/s1600-h/receipt.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020491009124159426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/Raxd-RzjT8I/AAAAAAAAAEk/Q8njI5yvlFA/s200/receipt.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to drop by Mrs. Lee's place after that and we hung out at her place till it was almost 11.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Let's see what are Kiat Hwa's birthday wishes for &lt;s&gt;this&lt;/s&gt; last (this or last?) year:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/RaxdpRzjT7I/AAAAAAAAAEc/XKAAwnDwkmE/s1600-h/lagoooon+065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020490648346906546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/RaxdpRzjT7I/AAAAAAAAAEc/XKAAwnDwkmE/s320/lagoooon+065.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/RaubJxzjT5I/AAAAAAAAADs/AvwEyZ51F1o/s1600-h/kiat.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020276801925238674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/RaubJxzjT5I/AAAAAAAAADs/AvwEyZ51F1o/s400/kiat.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She wishes for heaps and heaps of edibles, prays for endless wads of cash at her disposal, and hopes to be blessed with the sight of many &lt;em&gt;eng dao kias&lt;/em&gt;. Happy birthday Kiat!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3495790356419666146-391032043906405923?l=debbites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debbites.blogspot.com/feeds/391032043906405923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3495790356419666146&amp;postID=391032043906405923' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495790356419666146/posts/default/391032043906405923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495790356419666146/posts/default/391032043906405923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debbites.blogspot.com/2007/01/happy-bday-kiat.html' title='Happy b&apos;day Kiat !'/><author><name>beddi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09435602615240584203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/TLSUzLiHMZI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/bOH9IVPpYi4/S220/IMG_1682.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/RauZQBzjTyI/AAAAAAAAAC0/O2z2PiRPipg/s72-c/lagoooon+026.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3495790356419666146.post-8443194898851390418</id><published>2007-01-11T12:40:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2007-03-02T22:58:40.318+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Post-cvs</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Finally had the chance to post. The very much dreaded cvs exam is finally over. And it ended with a plunge of despair. The questions were so unexpected that in the middle of the exam i went into that posture of deep thought and practically gave up. I didn't even bother to check my answers. Well there wasn't much time anyway.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I spent the whole day out on Saturday. Whole day - with 3 different groups of friends at different times.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;First went to Mid Valley with Jess and Pek Yiong. After fetching Jess from her place we reached the mall around 12.30. And as usual, Pek Yiong's always early. We didn't do much on that day. The initial plan was just to have lunch. So we ate in Sushi King, and the remaining time was spent walking around the mall, searching presents for Diana and Thuan Tzen. And we managed to get both :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/RaeRhhzjTtI/AAAAAAAAAB4/4FCNevGPwIo/s1600-h/DSC00073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5019140314924011218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/RaeRhhzjTtI/AAAAAAAAAB4/4FCNevGPwIo/s400/DSC00073.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pek Yiong wanted to show off her new slim and sophisticated Sony T50. With touch-screen capability some more.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I came home around 3.30, and it was then that Lau came and fetch me and the rest to Pyramid. We thought of trying ice-skating but due to the resurfacing schedule and all, the plan didn't turn out. Hence the meet-up became an eating frenzy. First we had waffles in Waffle World, then japanese food in Ichiban Ramen which was just next door. Jess came to pick me around 7 and the rest of them later went for steamboat in Cheras.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/RaxfMhzjT9I/AAAAAAAAAE4/zr-Tk3D_FTA/s1600-h/pyramid.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020492353448923090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/RaxfMhzjT9I/AAAAAAAAAE4/zr-Tk3D_FTA/s320/pyramid.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The last outing was with the G10s in 1 Utama and it was to celebrate Diana's birthday. Jess and I arrived much later than the others, and we were ushered straight to Jack's Place to meet them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/RaeYuBzjTxI/AAAAAAAAACo/MwyrDFmp3gA/s1600-h/DSC00078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5019148226253770514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/RaeYuBzjTxI/AAAAAAAAACo/MwyrDFmp3gA/s400/DSC00078.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;By the time I reach home the time was almost 12 and my family were all in the condo. Decided not to go as I still have to pack my bag for the Kuala Kubu Baru visit which was on the following day. Was undeniably elated for the whole day was spent hanging out, but when i came home, the cvs exam started to haunt me once again. Bleargh.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;So i left for kkb on Sunday, and came home just last night. Apart from the oppressive atmosphere of the sick room, it was quite an insightful visit. Got to witness a childbirth and saw a few other procedures in the A&amp;E as well. No post mortems though, unfortunately. I didn't get any sleep during the last night as we gals unintentionally left the door latched from the inside and weren't able to gain entry into our dorm. So that became my second experience pulling an all-nighter. The following day I was so tired that during the hospital visit my eyelids kept drooping and my brain was slowy shutting down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/RaeUZRzjTwI/AAAAAAAAACQ/H6ZYqT70tbY/s1600-h/08012007(004).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5019143471724973826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/RaeUZRzjTwI/AAAAAAAAACQ/H6ZYqT70tbY/s400/08012007(004).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, have to make up for all the lost sleep now.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3495790356419666146-8443194898851390418?l=debbites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debbites.blogspot.com/feeds/8443194898851390418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3495790356419666146&amp;postID=8443194898851390418' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495790356419666146/posts/default/8443194898851390418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495790356419666146/posts/default/8443194898851390418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debbites.blogspot.com/2007/01/post-cvs.html' title='Post-cvs'/><author><name>beddi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09435602615240584203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/TLSUzLiHMZI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/bOH9IVPpYi4/S220/IMG_1682.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/RaeRhhzjTtI/AAAAAAAAAB4/4FCNevGPwIo/s72-c/DSC00073.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3495790356419666146.post-2942366717288259909</id><published>2006-12-30T03:46:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2007-03-02T23:01:00.768+09:00</updated><title type='text'>happy 2007 !</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Reminiscing over the year...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;1. &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Entered medical school and made new friends.&lt;/span&gt; After the torturesome episode of agonizing between the choices of pursuing medicine and pharmacy, I finally made up the crucial decision of choosing medicine as a career. So I’ve made some new friends, and also survived the m106 orientation - it was the first time I’ve ever eaten dog biscuits too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Read:&lt;/em&gt; &lt;a href="http://debsydebs.blogspot.com/2006/03/m106.html#comments"&gt;m106&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5014028942189435858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/RZVowei6m9I/AAAAAAAAAAk/lXJFKr_A1s8/s400/imu.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the ugly ice-breakers.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;2. &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Went to Genting with the G10s.&lt;/span&gt; Jess and I hemmed and hawed and finally decided to join the G10s for the Genting trip. Had so much fun. As the place wasn’t jam-packed at that time, we practically went up every ride few times. Glad i chose to go :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Read:&lt;/em&gt; &lt;a href="http://debsydebs.blogspot.com/2006/07/genting-trip.html#comments"&gt;Genting Trip&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/Raxg-xzjT-I/AAAAAAAAAFE/KhX5IcegxZc/s1600-h/DSCN3741.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020494316248977378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/Raxg-xzjT-I/AAAAAAAAAFE/KhX5IcegxZc/s400/DSCN3741.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G10's turning 2 on 3rd January!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;3. &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Did my first elective in Taman Negara.&lt;/span&gt; Enjoyed this as well, and it was the first time I’ve been on a trip with 2 guys, only. It wasn’t easy persuading my parents for permission, but it all went well nevertheless. A whole week’s trip. Taman Negara was a good exercise and it got me back in shape… round is a shape right?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Read:&lt;/em&gt; &lt;a href="http://debsydebs.blogspot.com/2006/08/of-adventures-ice-creams-and-hepaiz-es.html#comments"&gt;of adventures, ice-creams, and hepaiz-es&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5014031416090598402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/RZVrAei6nAI/AAAAAAAAAA8/9XkX74Wqrl0/s400/taman+negara.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was praying for Min to be gobbled up by a multi-coloured giant leech for taking this picture.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;4. &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Was given a surprised party for my birthday.&lt;/span&gt; An expected one, more of. But i'm happy! For some reasons surprise birthday parties seem to never work. Wish I could hatch some cunning plan and idea in the future. But the celebration was sweet – especially the getting-smeared-with-whip-cream frenzy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Read:&lt;/em&gt; &lt;a href="http://debsydebs.blogspot.com/2006/08/alas-huh.html#comments"&gt;alas. huh?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/RZZU4ui6nDI/AAAAAAAAABk/9CB-FOZs2b8/s1600-h/bday.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5014288568667511858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/RZZU4ui6nDI/AAAAAAAAABk/9CB-FOZs2b8/s400/bday.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;5. &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Passed my grade 8 piano exam.&lt;/span&gt; Finally! After I first admitted it being ‘devastatingly depressing’ and was so sure that I was going to fail, it’s really unexpected that I managed to pass! Just ‘pass’, by the way. But I’m VERY contented with it. Now I daresay that was undeniably due to luck. Like 99.9% luck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Read:&lt;/em&gt; &lt;a href="http://debsydebs.blogspot.com/2006/09/oh-my-gosh-guess-what.html"&gt;finally !&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/RZZS9Oi6nBI/AAAAAAAAABU/teK3zx1ypFI/s1600-h/cropped.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5014286446953667602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/RZZS9Oi6nBI/AAAAAAAAABU/teK3zx1ypFI/s400/cropped.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;And let it be known...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;My 2007 resolutions:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Stop procrastinating. This is like an irreversible curse which seem to be stuck with me forever.&lt;br /&gt;- No more lies. No more white lies, gray lies, fibs… Prevarications are fine *winks*.&lt;br /&gt;- Exercise… a bit.&lt;br /&gt;- Stop being so sensitive. I’ve always wanted things to go my way. I want this, must have it. Want that, must get it. It’s like I want whatever I want when I want it.&lt;br /&gt;- Stop brooding over unnecessary things. I brood too much, hence the day dreams. I think I’ve allotted like half of my life just to day dream.&lt;br /&gt;- Remember Debbi, don’t procrastinate. Don’t procrastinate...&lt;br /&gt;- Stop being a paranoid. Stop acting like a nosey parker. Stop calling my brothers idiots. Stop cursing drivers on the road. Stop being a glutton. Stop spending unnecessarily. Stop wasting so much time on the computer. Stop blogging.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Short-term goals:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Get a new, nice, chic, wallet. And a sling bag.&lt;br /&gt;- Get a jacket, more clothes&lt;br /&gt;- Get creative's &lt;a href="http://www.creative.com/products/product.asp?category=4&amp;subcategory=29&amp;amp;product=15290"&gt;PoPz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Sail through every exam with fantastic results (this should be at the top of the list)&lt;br /&gt;- Pass my grade 8 theory exam (this i must!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Happy New Year people! And no, i don't plan to stop blogging.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3495790356419666146-2942366717288259909?l=debbites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debbites.blogspot.com/feeds/2942366717288259909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3495790356419666146&amp;postID=2942366717288259909' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495790356419666146/posts/default/2942366717288259909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495790356419666146/posts/default/2942366717288259909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debbites.blogspot.com/2006/12/2006-in-short-1.html' title='happy 2007 !'/><author><name>beddi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09435602615240584203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/TLSUzLiHMZI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/bOH9IVPpYi4/S220/IMG_1682.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/RZVowei6m9I/AAAAAAAAAAk/lXJFKr_A1s8/s72-c/imu.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3495790356419666146.post-3784853723161281116</id><published>2006-12-26T12:01:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2007-01-12T23:26:27.322+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Post #1 !</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;A new blog for the new year! Well, so much for the new year. I could just hardly wait.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;So, why switch?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I've been longing to change my blog's background. I know i could really do it by editing my current blog's template, but it'll be a huge hassle. For one, switching from a dark-coloured to a light-coloured background would be no easy task as i've changed the font colour of some of the texts - &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;yellow&lt;/span&gt; texts wouldn't show on a white background, would they?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Have you seen my old blog's archieves? Indeed, it dates back to 23 b.c. I meant 2003. I was still the short little girl genuinely enjoying having to go to school and at the same time struggling to get SPM done with back then. My god. Have you read those posts? Well, don't ever. It's untouchable - being peppered with grammatical errors and whatnots all over. 'I never saw any friend at the night market'. wtf? And stop wondering. I don't saw my friends ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;s&gt;I was quite determined to stay with blogger, provided the template which i intend to use works on it. But it didn't! What a waste, had such a pretty template, too. So i started searching for other blog hosts, and stumbled upon this. Decided to give wordpress a shot. What attracts me most is its feature which enables password-protected posts. That way i could always blurt out whatever i feel like, and choose to hide the post from those whom i prefer not to be reading it.&lt;/s&gt; I am still with blogger. You can look at my &lt;a href="http://www.debbites.wordpress.com"&gt;experimental wordpress&lt;/a&gt; page though. I like it, and i still love the 'protected post' feature.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;And, why the name debbites?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Debbites&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;adj. &lt;strong&gt;-tised&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;A congenital disorder which is also bizarrely known to be highly contagious. Once infected, the individual remains infective/ed for life. What is peculiar, however, is that the clinical symptoms only manifest itself when the infected individual is placed under decision making situations. Infected persons are characterised by the following signs and symptoms:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;1. Acute hearing, visual, and vocal failure leading to difficulty in communication. To the laymen's eye, this is commonly perceived wrongly as the 'I don't want to hear it, see it, or talk about it' syndrome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. There is strong CNS (central nervous system) involvement leading to all nouns and verbs (when able to talk) to be replaced with 'I don't mind'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. About 1% of the infected individuals manifest with urine retention failure leading to chronic visitations to the toilet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Involuntary contraction of the upper limb muscles - leading to irregular upwards movement of the shoulders (very much similar to the universal 'I don't know' sign).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Treatment: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;There are a few temporary reliefs and a number of remedies which have been proven to lead to a permanent cure, but those shouldn't be revealed here right? Otherwise everyone would be using it against me. How mean.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, basically when people say you're debbitised, it means you're being indecisive :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;This was originally posted in &lt;a href="http://happy_man725.blogs.friendster.com/min/2006/11/new_disease_dis.html#comments" target="_blank"&gt;min's blog&lt;/a&gt;. It's ridiculously funny!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Kudos to mipeen and yapok for the discovery of debbites&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3495790356419666146-3784853723161281116?l=debbites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debbites.blogspot.com/feeds/3784853723161281116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3495790356419666146&amp;postID=3784853723161281116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495790356419666146/posts/default/3784853723161281116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495790356419666146/posts/default/3784853723161281116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debbites.blogspot.com/2006/12/howdy.html' title='Post #1 !'/><author><name>beddi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09435602615240584203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0vJBB29MrP8/TLSUzLiHMZI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/bOH9IVPpYi4/S220/IMG_1682.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
