<?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-330641852120779507</id><updated>2012-01-25T15:13:39.002+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So Carmen Can Live</title><subtitle type='html'>offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02529678866197428876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SyXNWTHzZeI/AAAAAAAABCQ/-zH7Tj0YJT4/S220/Carmen.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>118</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330641852120779507.post-3436777792758483647</id><published>2009-12-30T00:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T01:51:23.221+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbyeeeeeeeeee</title><content type='html'>I have a feeling this is going to be a long and very honest post, and only important posts are long and honest. I'm going to be talking about the year 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where exactly do I start? Out of the 16 years of my life, 2009 has not been the worst definitely, but it is nowhere near the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I say this because I put this year in comparison to last year, and last year was wonderful. Schooling takes up most of my life and because last year in school was so much fun, it therefore makes 2008 the one of the best years. I had the nicest, most amazing class ANYONE could ask for, really. I met the most dedicated teacher of my life. In 2008, I got 8a's for PMR. In this particular year, I was in love with a guy too. I was an innocent 15 year old (not that I'm not innocent anymore lah) learning everything possible the world has to offer. No doubt there were those mild emotional moments where I break down, but overall. I was happy and I loved life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://moreof3a2.mediarakyat.net/wp-content/uploads/2008/3a2%282%29/P4250645.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 454px; height: 339px;" src="http://moreof3a2.mediarakyat.net/wp-content/uploads/2008/3a2%282%29/P4250645.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The starting of 2009 took a serious toll on me. I could not cope with my studies to be really honest. I hated my Science subjects and I started wondering maybe my brain's maximum capacity is only until education in Form3, and that's why I cannot absorb anything in Form 4. I honestly could not fit in nicely in my class, and I only talk to the girls around me. Even one of my closest friends in Form 3 got more and more distant, because I was no longer sitting near here and because of certain conflicts. I began to feel the strain and distance with my then boyfriend. I never got to see him much although we study in the same school because we're in different forms and we didn't publicly announce our relationship to the whole world. Life as a debater also did not get any better. I was struggling to up my game, the seniors were starting to question my ability (heck, even I was questioning myself), I got backstabbed by a teacher (whom I still dislike until today), and I suffered a really bad emotional breakdown I believe many CHS debaters still remember. I was not so happy anymore. &lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_sad.gif" alt="sad" title="sad" height="15" width="15" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs143.snc1/5289_133202074407_594954407_3240803_3538491_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 524px; height: 350px;" src="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs143.snc1/5289_133202074407_594954407_3240803_3538491_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing I have to thank God for though, is giving me really good friends during hard times like these. I think they know who they are. New friends, old friends that came back, old friends that stuck through, all of them helped. I have my study dates with Rachel during exams, I talked about our relationships with Yu Li, I get cheered up by Ian alot, I have Chen Lynn's shoulder to cry on whenever I got upset and all my other friends, I know they will be there for me when I need them. I slowly caught back up with life, I was a little happier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs092.snc1/5118_122777924407_594954407_3038595_6073838_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 378px; height: 504px;" src="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs092.snc1/5118_122777924407_594954407_3038595_6073838_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not saying 2009 was a complete shit year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the bright side, I guess all the stress early in the year made me jog alot. ALOT. I just ran and trained for fun everyday, in hopes of getting #79 in the cross country event, but look where it got me. 6th, to be exact (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the mid term holidays, I went on a trip with 3 girlfriends to Singapore. It made me happier and more relaxed although examinations were around the corner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs105.snc1/4589_115533929407_594954407_2897883_207638_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 514px; height: 385px;" src="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs105.snc1/4589_115533929407_594954407_2897883_207638_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mid term examinations were alright, I felt more prepared to take on whatever that's being hurled towards me, and my results were not terrible. (Actually, I got the same placing for my first and second term and by now you must be thinking what kiasu piece of crap am I, but what I mean is, I felt really insecure, unprepared, and terrified during my first term)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I broke up soon after. If my ex boyfriend is reading this now, I guess I really owe you a very proper explanation. I broke up really because I didn't want a relationship anymore. I was tired and sad. To be honest, I think you and I felt very very distant. We do not talk like how we used to, we did not act like a couple. You had SPM and I had my life. I don't think we understood each other that much as we thought we did. I still liked you when I broke up with you, if that's what you want to know. I have maintained this statement from then until now. Ending a very long (longer than you think) relationship is not an easy thing to do, trust me. But I'm glad I ended it, no matter what you or anyone else thinks. Because a few months after that, I realise how naive I am to throw myself into relationships like that, devoting myself to someone when I haven't even experienced the world. In 2009, I vow never to get into a relationship until at least 18 or else cows will pee on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In August (I think) came KDUDA, one of the most important moments of my 16 years. Important, because this event was the one event that helped me regain confidence in debating. We trained day and night (ok lah, not night) and I mean, hardcore train for this debate competition. The training wasn't all that pleasant but the outcome was. Out of many many teams (ok I cannot remember), we broke third after the preliminary rounds. It was a JAW DROPPER for all of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i32.tinypic.com/316p0nb.jpg" alt="blogger-emoticon.blogspot.com" title="blogger-emoticon.blogspot.com" /&gt; HAHAHAHAHA okay, back to serious mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breaking third was like OMG GOD PARTED THE SEAS FOR US WEY. But during octo finals we got kicked out because we were not experts at world politics. Still, when they announced the break, it made one of the happiest moments of my life. My seniors eventually got 1st runner up (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs092.snc1/5118_122775634407_594954407_3038580_3221790_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 515px; height: 386px;" src="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs092.snc1/5118_122775634407_594954407_3038580_3221790_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Look at Shaun, so delighted! &lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_surprised.gif" alt="surprised" title="surprised" height="15" width="15" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was nothing much until my final term examinations. I studied, and though it didn't feel enough for me, I guess it was enough as my results weren't disappointing. My parents, at the very least, are happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hit Penang with a couple of good friends in the holidays. It was a blast for me, really. One of the best holidays I've had. I'm glad to say by the end of the year, all my misery at the starting of the year seemed pretty pointless already. I was, finally, happy again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs052.snc3/13945_182542958778_689068778_3030403_6492506_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 420px; height: 560px;" src="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs052.snc3/13945_182542958778_689068778_3030403_6492506_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I just want to tell my family and all my friends how much I appreciate and love them. I am a grateful, and once again happy girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 2010, it will be my last year in high school. I solemnly vow to make it an amazing year, with all my amazing friends together, we will rule the world whatthecow -.- Because I have too much I haven't seen, I will go all out and I will get to see all these things I've missed or yet to see. If someone invites me to climb Mount Kinabalu, why not? If someone brings me skydiving, why not? If someone offers to treat me to a feast, why not? These are chances, opportunities, and I will go all out and accept them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing though, in 2010 I will officially stop blogging. I have my reasons for this, and you can ask me if you want, but I'm not going to explain. All I'm going to say is, maybe another chapter somewhere? &lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_wink.gif" alt="wink" title="wink" height="15" width="15" /&gt; That is for me to know, and you to find out. Except for Pei She.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;www.carmenchua.wordpress.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye, offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello world. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330641852120779507-3436777792758483647?l=offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/3436777792758483647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330641852120779507&amp;postID=3436777792758483647' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/3436777792758483647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/3436777792758483647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/2009/12/goodbyeeeeeeeeee.html' title='Goodbyeeeeeeeeee'/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02529678866197428876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SyXNWTHzZeI/AAAAAAAABCQ/-zH7Tj0YJT4/S220/Carmen.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i32.tinypic.com/316p0nb_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330641852120779507.post-4432336664419509748</id><published>2009-12-29T00:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T00:15:16.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unimpotant Things That Make My Day</title><content type='html'>#1 Taking a cold shower at night. Best feeling in the world besides finally getting to relieve yourself when your bladder is on the verge of bursting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#2 Receiving a compliment from a random stranger. Actually it never happened to me lah =.= but I think it would feel nice hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#3 Going crazy on Skype.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#4 Handmade stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#5 Fast internet connection. Serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#6 Nice weather for jogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#7 Reading inspiring/funny can die blog posts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#8 Spontaneous friends who go on spontaneous adventures with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#9 Putting effort and seeing it pay off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#10 People who make me laugh until my stomach aches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simple pleasures.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330641852120779507-4432336664419509748?l=offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/4432336664419509748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330641852120779507&amp;postID=4432336664419509748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/4432336664419509748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/4432336664419509748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/2009/12/unimpotant-things-that-make-my-day.html' title='Unimpotant Things That Make My Day'/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02529678866197428876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SyXNWTHzZeI/AAAAAAAABCQ/-zH7Tj0YJT4/S220/Carmen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330641852120779507.post-5491492649317684880</id><published>2009-12-28T00:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T00:41:40.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Mother</title><content type='html'>My post title sounds like an essay, don't you think?&lt;br /&gt;Tulis sebuah karangan bertajuk 'Ibuku'. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SzeHnTNl00I/AAAAAAAABF4/aFhnpnIeDc0/s1600-h/IMG_2977.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SzeHnTNl00I/AAAAAAAABF4/aFhnpnIeDc0/s400/IMG_2977.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419949785805607746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is a picture of my mother, Boobs and I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mother is a CRAZY HUGE fan of Donnie Yen, some kungfu actor. Okay, let me show you a picture of said actor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.newsgd.com/pictures/ent_pic/200608040001_64578.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 365px; height: 530px;" src="http://www.newsgd.com/pictures/ent_pic/200608040001_64578.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I honestly don't know what to think of my mother's taste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when she heard about this show called Bodyguards and Assasins and more importantly, Donnie Yen is acting in that particular movie, she of course dragged Father and I to watch the show with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://chinesemov.com/images/2009/bodyguards-and-assassins-2009-14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 481px; height: 674px;" src="http://chinesemov.com/images/2009/bodyguards-and-assassins-2009-14.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The show was good honestly, based on the true story of how Sun Yat-Sen started the Chinese revolution to overthrow the Qing Dynasty. I bet there are some strong spirited Chinese people out there who will shed tears while watching this movie. But I burst out laughing lor at some scenes. I tried to control really (because it was supposedly a sad scene and I don't want people to think I'm anti Chinese or whatever) but it just came out like this &lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_lol.gif" alt="lol" title="lol" height="15" width="15" /&gt; LOL what was I supposed to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this Donnie Yen guy lah, was fighting a bad guy and it was really obvious the bad guy had the upperhand and was stronger. Donnie Yen was on the floor, badly beaten up and bruised all over, spitting blood. His enemy was still standing, with bruises also lah but clearly still uhh sober. Then this Donnie Yen attempted to stand up and the bad guy hit him back down. Then he attempted to stand up again and got beaten down again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically it went like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stand up &gt; Fall Down &gt; Stand Up&gt; Fall Down &gt; Stand up &gt; Fall Down &gt; Stand Up &gt; Die =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay lah Donnie Yen didn't die in this scene ( he almost did  but he use some cunning tactic to chop his enemy ) but if I were him right! The first time I stand up and get beaten down I would just remain still and play dead lor!!! Then I wouldn't have to suffer so many beatings over and over again, but no, Donnie Yen stood up again and again and he wasn't even capable of hitting back anymore. Noble, but stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you want to know how he died in the end?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He went and uhhh ram a horse. =.= OBVIOUSLY HORSE WIN LAH stupid Donnie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is during scenes like that I could not help but &lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_lol.gif" alt="lol" title="lol" height="15" width="15" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And also, how can you not &lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_lol.gif" alt="lol" title="lol" height="15" width="15" /&gt; with actors like this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://news.stareastasia.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/06/entertainment-china-021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 991px;" src="http://news.stareastasia.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/06/entertainment-china-021.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hahahaha a police general dude who orders people around in a high pitched voice. You must be mute not to laugh =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, enjoyable show &lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_mrgreen.gif" alt="mrgreen" title="mrgreen" height="15" width="15" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330641852120779507-5491492649317684880?l=offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/5491492649317684880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330641852120779507&amp;postID=5491492649317684880' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/5491492649317684880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/5491492649317684880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-mother.html' title='My Mother'/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02529678866197428876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SyXNWTHzZeI/AAAAAAAABCQ/-zH7Tj0YJT4/S220/Carmen.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SzeHnTNl00I/AAAAAAAABF4/aFhnpnIeDc0/s72-c/IMG_2977.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330641852120779507.post-7669274118235251036</id><published>2009-12-27T16:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T17:00:53.202+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bez Food In Ze World</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://weepingcherries.files.wordpress.com/2008/11/kraft.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 426px; height: 624px;" src="http://weepingcherries.files.wordpress.com/2008/11/kraft.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what I call pure love. Cinta sejati.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i25.tinypic.com/2i70mj5.jpg" alt="blogger-emoticon.blogspot.com" title="blogger-emoticon.blogspot.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who needs men when you can have Mac &amp;amp; Cheese? &lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_mrgreen.gif" alt="mrgreen" title="mrgreen" height="15" width="15" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330641852120779507-7669274118235251036?l=offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/7669274118235251036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330641852120779507&amp;postID=7669274118235251036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/7669274118235251036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/7669274118235251036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/2009/12/this-is-what-i-call-pure-love.html' title='Bez Food In Ze World'/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02529678866197428876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SyXNWTHzZeI/AAAAAAAABCQ/-zH7Tj0YJT4/S220/Carmen.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i25.tinypic.com/2i70mj5_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330641852120779507.post-3672167017031738505</id><published>2009-12-24T15:53:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T00:26:43.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why I Love Hong Kong &amp; Why You're Stupid Not To</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SzMiSzD2XlI/AAAAAAAABDY/CpHOF9MjHxI/s1600-h/IMG_2904.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SzMiSzD2XlI/AAAAAAAABDY/CpHOF9MjHxI/s400/IMG_2904.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418712482996182610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello! Wah can see pores. Anyway....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know how the Malaysian government has this program for foreigners called 'Malaysia My Second Home' or something like that? I want Hong Kong to be my second home!! =.= Many people do not get my constant obsession with this place, and so I shall tell you what I love about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1 MILK TEA zomg MILK TEA  &lt;img src="http://i25.tinypic.com/2i70mj5.jpg" alt="blogger-emoticon.blogspot.com" title="blogger-emoticon.blogspot.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoever invented Hong Kong milk tea must be a geniuz. I drink this beverage at every cafe I go to. Warm (the best on a cold winter night), thick, and strong, with the milky taste still lingering on your tongue after drinking it. Oh, awzum. Compared to this, teh tarik tastes like polluted drain water =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SzMiUBlyEiI/AAAAAAAABDw/Bk5ZryooTjI/s1600-h/IMG_3299.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SzMiUBlyEiI/AAAAAAAABDw/Bk5ZryooTjI/s400/IMG_3299.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418712504076472866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#2 Alice in Wonderland!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SzMiTDqFzjI/AAAAAAAABDg/XbfXMjk-0Pg/s1600-h/IMG_3217.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SzMiTDqFzjI/AAAAAAAABDg/XbfXMjk-0Pg/s400/IMG_3217.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418712487451545138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Because everyone has a favourite Disney princess, I told myself whichever princess I take a picture with first will be my favourite. Alice isn't really a Princess =.= but oh well. All girls are princesses in Disneyland *daydreams away &lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_lol.gif" alt="lol" title="lol" height="15" width="15" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The real #2 is actually Disneyland, where all Disney dreams come alive hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SzMiUjiMjbI/AAAAAAAABD4/JIGoOtSDGlE/s1600-h/IMG_3202.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SzMiUjiMjbI/AAAAAAAABD4/JIGoOtSDGlE/s400/IMG_3202.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418712513188236722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a childhood dream to go to Disneyland ok. I had a deal with my mother in Standard 4. The scenario was something like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Mummy, if I get top 3 in class you bring me go disneyland ok! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Ok! (aiyah she cannot get one lah &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" class="emoticon" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_lol.gif" alt="lol" title="lol" height="15" width="15" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; )&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3 months later...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);" class="emoticon" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_mrgreen.gif" alt="mrgreen" title="mrgreen" height="15" width="15" /&gt;&lt;img style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);" class="emoticon" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_mrgreen.gif" alt="mrgreen" title="mrgreen" height="15" width="15" /&gt;&lt;img style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);" class="emoticon" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_mrgreen.gif" alt="mrgreen" title="mrgreen" height="15" width="15" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt; MUMMY I GOT 2ND PLACE IN CLASS!! DISNEYLAND!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Err, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;" class="emoticon" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_rolleyes.gif" alt="rolleyes" title="rolleyes" height="15" width="15" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt; lets go Korea darling, I promise you more fun than Disneyland.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... and that's how I got conned into ditching my childhood dream for a stupid trip to Korea. &lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_evil.gif" alt="evil" title="evil" height="15" width="15" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#3 How I can dress so eccentric and yet nobody bothers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(because everyone dresses like that too! &lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_mrgreen.gif" alt="mrgreen" title="mrgreen" height="15" width="15" /&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SzMp9oJHlCI/AAAAAAAABEI/HL9c3vgmcJQ/s1600-h/IMG_3037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SzMp9oJHlCI/AAAAAAAABEI/HL9c3vgmcJQ/s400/IMG_3037.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418720915381261346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SzMp9Dw463I/AAAAAAAABEA/YzJioqXpB68/s1600-h/IMG_3053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SzMp9Dw463I/AAAAAAAABEA/YzJioqXpB68/s400/IMG_3053.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418720905615960946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SzMiTnuD6EI/AAAAAAAABDo/gHYLQGhB4vM/s1600-h/IMG_3297.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SzMiTnuD6EI/AAAAAAAABDo/gHYLQGhB4vM/s400/IMG_3297.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418712497131874370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;If I were wearing hot pink tights with checkered Vans in Malaysia, people would give weird stares indicating my fashion sense has gone wrong, but in Hong Kong it's perfectly normal &lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_mrgreen.gif" alt="mrgreen" title="mrgreen" height="15" width="15" /&gt; It might seem abit weird, but I love tights, I just never can find a proper occasion to wear them. In Hong Kong I refused to wear jeans and I couldn't possibly wear shorts on its own, so yes. Tights :D Bought a few more there as well, way cheaper than in Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i25.tinypic.com/xo13k8.jpg" alt="blogger-emoticon.blogspot.com" title="blogger-emoticon.blogspot.com" /&gt; HAHAHA This onion thing just looks so appropriate now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#4 Macau, baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SzMp_JHbqrI/AAAAAAAABEg/c4AnCV1YVhg/s1600-h/IMG_2956.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SzMp_JHbqrI/AAAAAAAABEg/c4AnCV1YVhg/s400/IMG_2956.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418720941412428466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Macau's famous landmark, the Ruins of St Paul. I am a geniuz at self shots &lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_wink.gif" alt="wink" title="wink" height="15" width="15" /&gt; Macau is one of the most romantic cities I've ever been to in my life (shut up, those who have been to Paris, London, Venice etc =.= )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, 4 first. Will update soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Updated!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I'm back! First up, Merry Christmas :) To get you in the Christmas mood, here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SzTVQRxNetI/AAAAAAAABEo/G9WFMbLKolk/s1600-h/IMG_2997.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SzTVQRxNetI/AAAAAAAABEo/G9WFMbLKolk/s400/IMG_2997.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419190727257979602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Christmas decorations around Senado Square, Macau :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SzTVSFhdISI/AAAAAAAABFA/p3iNJWWS2RU/s1600-h/IMG_3045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SzTVSFhdISI/AAAAAAAABFA/p3iNJWWS2RU/s400/IMG_3045.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419190758330409250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pops and I at the Venetian&lt;br /&gt;I love my beanie cause very warm one.&lt;br /&gt;I smile gleefully when i see everyone's ears getting frozen up and mine is still warm hehehe. &lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_lol.gif" alt="lol" title="lol" height="15" width="15" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SzTVRvW6sZI/AAAAAAAABE4/___p6BktmvA/s1600-h/IMG_2991.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SzTVRvW6sZI/AAAAAAAABE4/___p6BktmvA/s400/IMG_2991.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419190752380629394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is to all Boys Before/Over Flowers fanzo's!&lt;br /&gt;The very stall Jandi and Jihoo ate eggtarts at! *smug* &lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_smile.gif" alt="smile" title="smile" height="15" width="15" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SzTVRIbreRI/AAAAAAAABEw/yanBzkbapk8/s1600-h/IMG_3013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SzTVRIbreRI/AAAAAAAABEw/yanBzkbapk8/s400/IMG_3013.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419190741931620626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Grand Lisboa in all its splendour (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#5 SHOPPING! (Rachel &amp;amp; Klothie starts nodding heads frantically)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SzTbJngBVsI/AAAAAAAABFY/rAy_Lp9dNBU/s1600-h/IMG_2919.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SzTbJngBVsI/AAAAAAAABFY/rAy_Lp9dNBU/s400/IMG_2919.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419197209902143170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SzTbJKA9LaI/AAAAAAAABFQ/YlT6BtRB5W8/s1600-h/IMG_3292.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SzTbJKA9LaI/AAAAAAAABFQ/YlT6BtRB5W8/s400/IMG_3292.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419197201987218850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Okay, I haven't got much photos to illustrate all the shopping I did, because I was too busy shopping to bother taking pictures lah! This trip also opened my eyes and let me see how much more crazy my mother is compared to me. Now I know where I get my shopaholic genes from =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I am an avid reader of &lt;a href="http://sweatlee.com"&gt;sweatlee.com&lt;/a&gt; and all of you should read her too, seriously hahaha. Like how everyone has a favourite famous blogger, I would say she's my favourite. So, she studied in Hong Kong for awhile and talked about the best mall in the world so I took her advice and went to the best mall in the world AND OMG IT WAS &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;SERIOUSLY THE BEST MALL IN THE WORLD&lt;/span&gt; O.O Perhaps not for everyone, but for me omg super fun. Okay lah, it's Argyle Center in Mongkok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#6 Winter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SzTbKd-WOmI/AAAAAAAABFo/BQ8-lcn_oHM/s1600-h/IMG_3077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SzTbKd-WOmI/AAAAAAAABFo/BQ8-lcn_oHM/s400/IMG_3077.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419197224524855906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;To illustrate how cold it was, there. A picture of the HK citizens wearing the stupid jacket which makes you look like FAT BEEF INTESTINES whaddabum. And WHO SAID IT WASN'T COLD? *cough*rachelgan*cough* Okay lah, cannot blame her because so happened the week I decided to go, the weather decided to turn a whole lot colder. It was 8 degrees in Macau =____= and I was wearing a thin jacket and shorts with tights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, I choose 8 degrees anytime over Malaysia's weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#7 MTR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SzTbIlcH1jI/AAAAAAAABFI/HN3x1_SwNG0/s1600-h/IMG_3285.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SzTbIlcH1jI/AAAAAAAABFI/HN3x1_SwNG0/s400/IMG_3285.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419197192169051698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I quote Shuzie 'The train OMG THE TRAIN!!!'&lt;br /&gt;She loves the train (: and so do I.&lt;br /&gt;I especially love overcrowded subways and trains during peak hours, just gives me the whole Hong Kong vibe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#8 Food!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SzTbJzVUyRI/AAAAAAAABFg/u2wCH6iBK9g/s1600-h/IMG_3286.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SzTbJzVUyRI/AAAAAAAABFg/u2wCH6iBK9g/s400/IMG_3286.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419197213078505746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again whaddabum I was too engrossed with eating the food until I forgot to snap pictures of it LOL but the yaucharkwai was awzum can die. So was the congee, dimsum, pork chop bun @ Macau, claypot rice and all the small titbits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you fallen in love with Hong Kong  yet? (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330641852120779507-3672167017031738505?l=offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/3672167017031738505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330641852120779507&amp;postID=3672167017031738505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/3672167017031738505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/3672167017031738505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/2009/12/why-i-love-hong-kong-why-youre-stupid.html' title='Why I Love Hong Kong &amp; Why You&apos;re Stupid Not To'/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02529678866197428876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SyXNWTHzZeI/AAAAAAAABCQ/-zH7Tj0YJT4/S220/Carmen.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SzMiSzD2XlI/AAAAAAAABDY/CpHOF9MjHxI/s72-c/IMG_2904.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330641852120779507.post-8276348496280128960</id><published>2009-12-22T19:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T19:13:06.305+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Amazing</title><content type='html'>I am mesmerized by the beauty of technology.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.tinypic.com/257o9ck.jpg" alt="blogger-emoticon.blogspot.com" title="blogger-emoticon.blogspot.com" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.tinypic.com/257o9ck.jpg" alt="blogger-emoticon.blogspot.com" title="blogger-emoticon.blogspot.com" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.tinypic.com/257o9ck.jpg" alt="blogger-emoticon.blogspot.com" title="blogger-emoticon.blogspot.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More specifically, Google Map. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best invention ever invented for mankind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330641852120779507-8276348496280128960?l=offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/8276348496280128960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330641852120779507&amp;postID=8276348496280128960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/8276348496280128960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/8276348496280128960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/2009/12/amazing.html' title='Amazing'/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02529678866197428876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SyXNWTHzZeI/AAAAAAAABCQ/-zH7Tj0YJT4/S220/Carmen.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i29.tinypic.com/257o9ck_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330641852120779507.post-67801261659908367</id><published>2009-12-22T02:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T02:16:45.561+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kills Me</title><content type='html'>#1 I miss Hong Kong really badly. I even ranted and whined and (okay lah, sort of embarassed myself) to an acquaintance (hardly even friends) all because I cannot believe I'm back in Malaysia. What was I thinking?  :( :( I WANT TO GO BACK THERE T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i31.tinypic.com/1tlcmf.jpg" alt="blogger-emoticon.blogspot.com" title="blogger-emoticon.blogspot.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This was my expression when the plane took off what on earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#2 When I came back home, the one thing that could possibly brighten up my day FAILED ME. I hate AstroMax when it decides to throw a stupid tantrum and not record all my TVB shows. A WEEK'S WORTH OF TVB SHOWS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i31.tinypic.com/1tlcmf.jpg" alt="blogger-emoticon.blogspot.com" title="blogger-emoticon.blogspot.com" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i31.tinypic.com/1tlcmf.jpg" alt="blogger-emoticon.blogspot.com" title="blogger-emoticon.blogspot.com" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i31.tinypic.com/1tlcmf.jpg" alt="blogger-emoticon.blogspot.com" title="blogger-emoticon.blogspot.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Screw you AstroMax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#3 School is reopening in about 2 weeks. I am not ready. I doubt I know much of Additional Mathematics anymore. Heck, I'm not sure I know how to hold a pen anymore. God bless me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i32.tinypic.com/316p0nb.jpg" alt="blogger-emoticon.blogspot.com" title="blogger-emoticon.blogspot.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;#4 Oh well, at least there's Christmas  &lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_mrgreen.gif" alt="mrgreen" title="mrgreen" height="15" width="15" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was in Hong Kong ( &lt;img src="http://i32.tinypic.com/28qucft.jpg" alt="blogger-emoticon.blogspot.com" title="blogger-emoticon.blogspot.com" /&gt;) I heard the cutest Christmas song ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;All I want for Christmas is my two front teeth,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;My two front teeth,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;My two front teeth,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;All I want for Christmas is my two front teeth,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;so I can wish you Merry Christmas!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330641852120779507-67801261659908367?l=offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/67801261659908367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330641852120779507&amp;postID=67801261659908367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/67801261659908367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/67801261659908367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/2009/12/kills-me.html' title='Kills Me'/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02529678866197428876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SyXNWTHzZeI/AAAAAAAABCQ/-zH7Tj0YJT4/S220/Carmen.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i31.tinypic.com/1tlcmf_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330641852120779507.post-6176494293391495108</id><published>2009-12-15T00:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T00:25:39.248+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flightless Bird</title><content type='html'>O Hai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adios Malaysia! &amp;amp; Hello Land of AWZUM DIMSUM, CHARSIEWBAO, EGGTARTS &amp;amp; SHOPPING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://gluttonize.files.wordpress.com/2009/09/dimsum.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 504px; height: 353px;" src="http://gluttonize.files.wordpress.com/2009/09/dimsum.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_mrgreen.gif" alt="mrgreen" title="mrgreen" height="15" width="15" /&gt;&lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_mrgreen.gif" alt="mrgreen" title="mrgreen" height="15" width="15" /&gt;&lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_mrgreen.gif" alt="mrgreen" title="mrgreen" height="15" width="15" /&gt;&lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_mrgreen.gif" alt="mrgreen" title="mrgreen" height="15" width="15" /&gt;&lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_mrgreen.gif" alt="mrgreen" title="mrgreen" height="15" width="15" /&gt;&lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_mrgreen.gif" alt="mrgreen" title="mrgreen" height="15" width="15" /&gt;&lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_mrgreen.gif" alt="mrgreen" title="mrgreen" height="15" width="15" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i25.tinypic.com/33kc27k.jpg" alt="blogger-emoticon.blogspot.com" title="blogger-emoticon.blogspot.com" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i25.tinypic.com/33kc27k.jpg" alt="blogger-emoticon.blogspot.com" title="blogger-emoticon.blogspot.com" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i25.tinypic.com/33kc27k.jpg" alt="blogger-emoticon.blogspot.com" title="blogger-emoticon.blogspot.com" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i25.tinypic.com/33kc27k.jpg" alt="blogger-emoticon.blogspot.com" title="blogger-emoticon.blogspot.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Til then, poor people who cannot have awzum charsiewbao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.tinypic.com/177rjo.jpg" alt="blogger-emoticon.blogspot.com" title="blogger-emoticon.blogspot.com" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330641852120779507-6176494293391495108?l=offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/6176494293391495108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330641852120779507&amp;postID=6176494293391495108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/6176494293391495108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/6176494293391495108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/2009/12/flightless-bird.html' title='Flightless Bird'/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02529678866197428876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SyXNWTHzZeI/AAAAAAAABCQ/-zH7Tj0YJT4/S220/Carmen.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i25.tinypic.com/33kc27k_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330641852120779507.post-3327640161214690475</id><published>2009-12-14T15:20:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T22:58:42.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Really Want to Sleep!</title><content type='html'>But I can't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_cry.gif" alt="cry" title="cry" height="15" width="15" /&gt;&lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_cry.gif" alt="cry" title="cry" height="15" width="15" /&gt;&lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_cry.gif" alt="cry" title="cry" height="15" width="15" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember how I said my biological clock is screwed up? For example, yesterday. I woke up at 4pm =_______= after sleeping the previous night at 2am. And last night ZOMG it was sheer terror I tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told myself to sleep early because you know, how it's not good to stay up so late because your liver cannot digest food and stuff (My mum told me, you think I so healthy meh? =.=) She even said, eh you will die early one you know! Naturally I got scared, so I tried to go to sleep around 1am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I slept with my mum that night, because my dad slept with Boobs. (HAHAHA No lah, my dad does not have a mistress called Boobs, Boobs is my brother. And no, my parents are not having some marriage crisis =.= it's because Boobs was scared of the boogie man and monsters in the closet so he pulled my dad over to sleep with him. Boobs is 14. Yes, I know.) So like I said right, I was sleeping with mum. We said goodnight to each other, and 3 seconds later I heard her snoring already. (OMG I envy people who can fall asleep so fast)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To cut the long story short, I COULD NOT SLEEP AT ALL T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things I did while attempting to sleep:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1 The most common: Count sheep =______= I got so desperate I even started picturing a wolf eating the sheep after they jumped over the fence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://snoringwalrus.com/creations/photoshop/morphing/swong3c.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 277px; height: 300px;" src="http://snoringwalrus.com/creations/photoshop/morphing/swong3c.jpeg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#2 Hit myself in the head with fist LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was hoping I could knock myself unconscious. Desperate much? Yes, it is THAT bad wanting to sleep but failing to. In the end, I think I got myself a bruise in the head but still could not sleep. EPIC FAIL. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#3 Imitate my mother's snoring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I could snore like her, I could sleep like her. Or so I thought =.= I think I followed her snoring for about 15 minutes before coming to a conclusion: NO ONE CAN SNORE LIKE MY MUM. She is the loudest snorer in the world. =.= Maybe that's why I couldn't sleep too. Noise pollution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#4 Picture a pendulum swinging back and forth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And adding an imaginary deep scary voice also, going 'You are getting sleepy.... SLEEEEEEPYYYY'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.adam-eason.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/09/Adam-Eason-Hypno.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 475px; height: 337px;" src="http://www.adam-eason.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/09/Adam-Eason-Hypno.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i26.tinypic.com/iz29v7.jpg" alt="blogger-emoticon.blogspot.com" title="blogger-emoticon.blogspot.com" /&gt;Yar, like this guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#5 Open my eyes WIDE and stare into the dark blank space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And enjoy the rhythm of the ceiling fan. I think I must be going insane. If the CIA want to invent more ways to torture suspected terrorists, I suggest keeping them awake no matter how much they want to sleep. Seriously, you will end up like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i27.tinypic.com/ipse1h.jpg" alt="blogger-emoticon.blogspot.com" title="blogger-emoticon.blogspot.com" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i27.tinypic.com/ipse1h.jpg" alt="blogger-emoticon.blogspot.com" title="blogger-emoticon.blogspot.com" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i27.tinypic.com/ipse1h.jpg" alt="blogger-emoticon.blogspot.com" title="blogger-emoticon.blogspot.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, I feel like sleeping so badly but I cannot because I don't want to undergo the same torture again tonight. I want to sleep instantly when I touch the bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.tinypic.com/2rh3guh.jpg" alt="blogger-emoticon.blogspot.com" title="blogger-emoticon.blogspot.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, these onion things are so cuteeee!!&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/330641852120779507-3327640161214690475?l=offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/3327640161214690475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330641852120779507&amp;postID=3327640161214690475' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/3327640161214690475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/3327640161214690475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-really-want-to-sleep.html' title='I Really Want to Sleep!'/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02529678866197428876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SyXNWTHzZeI/AAAAAAAABCQ/-zH7Tj0YJT4/S220/Carmen.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i26.tinypic.com/iz29v7_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330641852120779507.post-4357169332938538253</id><published>2009-12-13T00:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T00:29:07.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Interesting</title><content type='html'>&lt;h1 id="firstHeading" class="firstHeading"&gt;Jakun people&lt;/h1&gt;       &lt;h3 id="siteSub"&gt;From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia&lt;/h3&gt;                 &lt;!-- start content --&gt;    &lt;p style="font-style: italic; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jakuns&lt;/b&gt; are an aboriginal&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; race of the Malay Peninsula&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Malay_Peninsula" title="Malay Peninsula"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;. They have become much mixed with other tribes, and are found throughout the south of the peninsula and along the coasts. The purest types are straight-and coarse-haired, and exhibit typically Southeast Asian &lt;/span&gt;characteristics. They are closely related to the Malay people &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;and are probably a branch of the pre-Malay people, the "savage Malays" of A.R. Wallace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic; text-align: justify;"&gt;The Jakuns are divided into two groups: Jakuns of the jungle and Jakuns of the sea or Orang Laut. The latter set of tribes now consists of the remnants of the pirates and sea-gypsies of the Malaccan Straits.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic; text-align: justify;"&gt;The Jakuns are taller than the other aboriginal peoples of the Malay Peninsula, the Semang and Sakai (LOL) tribes. Jakun people typically have olive-brown to dark copper skin color. A Jakun man or woman has a round head, a flat face with a square lower jaw, a thick, short nose with wide, open nostrils, high and well-marked cheekbones, a blue-black hair color, black eyes, and scanty beard. All of these attributes are typical of tropical Asians. The Jakuns live a wild forest life, and in general habits much resemble the Sakai, being but little in advance of the latter in social conditions except where they come into close contact with the Malay peoples.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; text-align: justify;"&gt;The Jakun people depend on fishing to live. Just a few fish can feed a family for a week!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; text-align: justify;"&gt;Another meaning for the word Jakun in the classic Malay is a derogatory term for a person who doesn't know something common. Example, if someone got agitated over a cellphone, he/she can be related as a jakun. It is originated from the Jakuns who are Natives in Malaya and never knew much about civil life. This term now is considered old use.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Was just wandering how the term 'jakun' came about. Now I know :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330641852120779507-4357169332938538253?l=offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/4357169332938538253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330641852120779507&amp;postID=4357169332938538253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/4357169332938538253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/4357169332938538253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/2009/12/interesting.html' title='Interesting'/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02529678866197428876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SyXNWTHzZeI/AAAAAAAABCQ/-zH7Tj0YJT4/S220/Carmen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330641852120779507.post-80101443365524386</id><published>2009-12-12T00:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T01:08:40.557+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Few Things I MUST Do Before I Die or I Will Die A Sad Ghost</title><content type='html'>#1 Bungy Jumping (Nicholas, if you're reading this, I'm jealous)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://yourunion.files.wordpress.com/2009/11/bungee-jumping.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 360px; height: 540px;" src="http://yourunion.files.wordpress.com/2009/11/bungee-jumping.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#2 Visit Bora Bora island. I honestly don't know what is my obsession with this place, I just HAVE to go there for a holiday at least! I just love the look of the place, so relaxing and tranquil yet full of life and mysteriousness LOL Even if I had to go alone I WILL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.1stclasswallpapers.com/backgrounds/holiday_and_travel/image/bora-bora_island,_tahiti,_french_polynesia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 431px; height: 323px;" src="http://www.1stclasswallpapers.com/backgrounds/holiday_and_travel/image/bora-bora_island,_tahiti,_french_polynesia.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#3 Watch a World Cup Match LIVE. Not on television =.= Oh that's the South Africa stadium by the way! Pretty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.worldcupticketing.com/VenueImages/durban.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 360px;" src="http://www.worldcupticketing.com/VenueImages/durban.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#4 Meet Muse and touch Matthew Bellamy! And to think of it, I used to think Muse was stupid and Starlight was the most horrible song on earth. Now? I'm in love :) :) Muse is the most awzum band ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.budapestinfo.hu/noc/photos/Esemenynaptar/muse.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 631px;" src="http://www.budapestinfo.hu/noc/photos/Esemenynaptar/muse.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#5 Receive a bouquet of daisies! That day I was talking to Pei She about how everyone has a favourite flower (Pei's are sunflowers!) and I don't so I decided to go search for my favourite flower as well. I think I found it! Daisies :) I love Baby's Breath as well (it's a flower by the way) but it would look funny alone. So, daisies and baby's breath! :) I think it would be quite sad to never receive a bouquet of flowers your whole life lor T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.416-florist.com/bmz_cache/8/848930e0634c259b5f653aa03614c4da.image.300x328.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 328px;" src="http://www.416-florist.com/bmz_cache/8/848930e0634c259b5f653aa03614c4da.image.300x328.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3395/3633286623_a4f1d45c12_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 360px; height: 535px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3395/3633286623_a4f1d45c12_b.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here! Daisies and Baby's Breath! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Anyway, lately I've been wanting to watch this movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.iwatchstuff.com/2009/05/11/princess-and-frog-poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 450px; height: 702px;" src="http://www.iwatchstuff.com/2009/05/11/princess-and-frog-poster.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It might seem a tad bit childish, but I feel like reliving those childhood days with all the cartoon shows about princesses finding their true love and stuff. Ah, those days. :) Speaking of this show =.= Ever since Obama became President, even cartoon princesses are now black :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330641852120779507-80101443365524386?l=offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/80101443365524386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330641852120779507&amp;postID=80101443365524386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/80101443365524386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/80101443365524386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/2009/12/few-things-i-must-do-before-i-die-or-i.html' title='A Few Things I MUST Do Before I Die or I Will Die A Sad Ghost'/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02529678866197428876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SyXNWTHzZeI/AAAAAAAABCQ/-zH7Tj0YJT4/S220/Carmen.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3395/3633286623_a4f1d45c12_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330641852120779507.post-5149826211905886588</id><published>2009-12-09T23:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T23:40:08.549+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lamborghini Murciélago</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.car-catalog.com/sports_cars/lamborghini_murcielago.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 551px; height: 331px;" src="http://www.car-catalog.com/sports_cars/lamborghini_murcielago.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Zomg. Why am I so materialistic?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330641852120779507-5149826211905886588?l=offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/5149826211905886588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330641852120779507&amp;postID=5149826211905886588' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/5149826211905886588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/5149826211905886588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/2009/12/lamborghini-murcielago.html' title='Lamborghini Murciélago'/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02529678866197428876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SyXNWTHzZeI/AAAAAAAABCQ/-zH7Tj0YJT4/S220/Carmen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330641852120779507.post-883002077857382457</id><published>2009-12-05T19:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T19:06:39.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beef Curry &amp; Pickled Pineapples</title><content type='html'>Yep, that's my dinner =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My uncle's family of five from Johor has come to KL for the week, and they are currently staying in my house. It's not that I don't like my uncle's family, I just feel as if they're invading my entire house. I feel the lack of personal space, honestly. I'm currently eating dinner in the living hall upstairs because my kitchen is full and there aren't enough chairs. Great.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330641852120779507-883002077857382457?l=offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/883002077857382457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330641852120779507&amp;postID=883002077857382457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/883002077857382457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/883002077857382457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/2009/12/beef-curry-pickled-pineapples.html' title='Beef Curry &amp; Pickled Pineapples'/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02529678866197428876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SyXNWTHzZeI/AAAAAAAABCQ/-zH7Tj0YJT4/S220/Carmen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330641852120779507.post-5551936324125505957</id><published>2009-12-04T20:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T00:40:16.252+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jinx</title><content type='html'>I seriously think I cursed myself.  &lt;p&gt;After typing&lt;a href="http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/2009/11/jumble-sale.html"&gt; &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;this post&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, this happens.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;blockquote&gt;   &lt;p&gt;The cabinet has decided to allow students sitting for the SPM examination to take 12, instead of 10 subjects to let some students to take vernacular language papers. –Malaysiakini " &lt;/p&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The good thing is about this though is that I can take Bible Knowledge as an SPM subject and something else as well. The results for the 2 additional subjects I take won’t be in the official results thingy, so its more for those students who want to learn extra things for fun. :D Goody! &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Bad side to it though, is that I would have to study more. :(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;******************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a brighter note, today I tried baking my all time favourite dessert :) Caramel custard or some call it,&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; Crème &lt;/span&gt;caramel. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.rasamalaysia.com/uploaded_images/flan/medium/0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 427px; height: 640px;" src="http://www.rasamalaysia.com/uploaded_images/flan/medium/0001.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm leaving the batch of yummy custards in the refrigerator to chill for the night (: Hopefully it will taste delicious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baking really takes my mind off unnecessary worries and problems. At least I didn't have to think so much as compared to the past few really lousy days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, I shall continue my Glee Spree (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330641852120779507-5551936324125505957?l=offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/5551936324125505957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330641852120779507&amp;postID=5551936324125505957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/5551936324125505957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/5551936324125505957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/2009/12/jinx.html' title='Jinx'/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02529678866197428876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SyXNWTHzZeI/AAAAAAAABCQ/-zH7Tj0YJT4/S220/Carmen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330641852120779507.post-5086204326284966927</id><published>2009-12-03T16:43:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T16:53:27.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Need a Parachute!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.popculturemadness.com/interview/pics/Parachute.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 480px; height: 537px;" src="http://www.popculturemadness.com/interview/pics/Parachute.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://thetateway.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/05/7d23f51a-425e-49bf-8a01-ff12c241d99d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 392px; height: 500px;" src="http://thetateway.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/05/7d23f51a-425e-49bf-8a01-ff12c241d99d.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.weareparachute.com/images/bio_image.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 555px; height: 317px;" src="http://www.weareparachute.com/images/bio_image.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;How is it possible for a band with guys &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;this&lt;/span&gt; good looking to exist?&lt;br /&gt;Not only good looking, they also play good music.&lt;br /&gt;Way too awzum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, Pei She for introducing &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Parachute&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listen to &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;She is Love&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Under Control &lt;/span&gt;for starters. Awzum band.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330641852120779507-5086204326284966927?l=offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/5086204326284966927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330641852120779507&amp;postID=5086204326284966927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/5086204326284966927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/5086204326284966927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-need-parachute.html' title='I Need a Parachute!'/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02529678866197428876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SyXNWTHzZeI/AAAAAAAABCQ/-zH7Tj0YJT4/S220/Carmen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330641852120779507.post-3731239665398830660</id><published>2009-12-01T22:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T22:31:26.102+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sea Breeze</title><content type='html'>I am by the sea right now.&lt;br /&gt;I can feel the cool breeze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still feel lousy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330641852120779507-3731239665398830660?l=offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/3731239665398830660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330641852120779507&amp;postID=3731239665398830660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/3731239665398830660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/3731239665398830660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/2009/12/sea-breeze.html' title='Sea Breeze'/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02529678866197428876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SyXNWTHzZeI/AAAAAAAABCQ/-zH7Tj0YJT4/S220/Carmen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330641852120779507.post-4494257398447918031</id><published>2009-11-30T01:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T01:21:42.814+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All You Need Is Love</title><content type='html'>I like watching movies, especially those with an unusual storyline and a not-so-typical ending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the best romantic comedies I've ever watched in my entire 16 years is this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://liftingfog.files.wordpress.com/2009/09/five_hundred_days_of_summer_xlg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 514px; height: 791px;" src="http://liftingfog.files.wordpress.com/2009/09/five_hundred_days_of_summer_xlg.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have to watch it yourself to believe the magic of this show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slight snippet: (and also the cutest part of the show (: )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2seAJsrtIbQ&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2seAJsrtIbQ&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This, really shows how you would feel when you're in love (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330641852120779507-4494257398447918031?l=offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/4494257398447918031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330641852120779507&amp;postID=4494257398447918031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/4494257398447918031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/4494257398447918031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/2009/11/all-you-need-is-love.html' title='All You Need Is Love'/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02529678866197428876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SyXNWTHzZeI/AAAAAAAABCQ/-zH7Tj0YJT4/S220/Carmen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330641852120779507.post-5716947921505797932</id><published>2009-11-28T18:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T19:18:38.905+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Give it to Me, Baby.</title><content type='html'>Things I'm in love with now:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The new BMW Z4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.autoincar.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/12/2009-bmw-z4-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 560px; height: 373px;" src="http://www.autoincar.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/12/2009-bmw-z4-3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Saw one outside my neighbour's house. Gorgeous can live. It would be a plus if the owner was hot and young ;) Oh I just went out and have a look at it. It's still as beautiful, all its abs and muscles in the right places. (I wanted to use 'curves' but that would make me sound gay)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Hot Mess by Cobra Starship&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sisizaneo.sakura.ne.jp/blog/wp-content/uploads/2009/08/folder2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 500px;" src="http://sisizaneo.sakura.ne.jp/blog/wp-content/uploads/2009/08/folder2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Taylor Lautner. Oh why is he so sexy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9kUSuManKHM/SmhKlbDstoI/AAAAAAAAAQM/onBUsKw6E9Q/S760/taylor-lautner-stuff-you-must20281291.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 440px; height: 651px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9kUSuManKHM/SmhKlbDstoI/AAAAAAAAAQM/onBUsKw6E9Q/S760/taylor-lautner-stuff-you-must20281291.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Jet-skiing, the coolest sport on earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.midlothiancamera.org.uk/exhib2002/Water/BR-jetski.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 564px; height: 395px;" src="http://www.midlothiancamera.org.uk/exhib2002/Water/BR-jetski.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cool only when going at extreme speed. Only for adrenaline junkies :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Jumpsuits&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.splendicity.com/hotmamadaily/files/2008/07/jumpsuit-set2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 363px; height: 545px;" src="http://www.splendicity.com/hotmamadaily/files/2008/07/jumpsuit-set2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I waaaaaaaaant T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This, my dear female friends, is exactly why we need to grow up and marry rich husbands. Better yet, marrying Taylor Lautner. :) :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330641852120779507-5716947921505797932?l=offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/5716947921505797932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330641852120779507&amp;postID=5716947921505797932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/5716947921505797932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/5716947921505797932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-want-this-baby.html' title='Give it to Me, Baby.'/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02529678866197428876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SyXNWTHzZeI/AAAAAAAABCQ/-zH7Tj0YJT4/S220/Carmen.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9kUSuManKHM/SmhKlbDstoI/AAAAAAAAAQM/onBUsKw6E9Q/s72-c/taylor-lautner-stuff-you-must20281291.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330641852120779507.post-6766828998995236295</id><published>2009-11-28T00:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T01:10:51.935+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whose Side Are You On?</title><content type='html'>Anyone who knows me well enough would know I'm a sucker for hot abs.&lt;br /&gt;Male abs of course =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm quite a Twilight fan as well. (Read carefully: Twilight, not the whole Twilight saga) I hated the New Moon book and stopped reading halfway. I never touched Eclipse and Breaking Dawn either. Because I believe nothing beats Twilight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But obviously, to keep myself updated I went and catch the movie lah =.= I don't want to be a loser when all my friends go&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; 'HOMG DID YOU SEE JACOB BLACK AR HOT CAN DIE!!'&lt;/span&gt; and I'll go&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; 'oh no I didn't watch.'&lt;/span&gt; What if my friends think I'm so weird and don't want to befriend me anymore T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since the whole Twilight craze, there has been this constant question. Are you Team Edward or Team Jacob?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After watching New Moon, I finally have my answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.omgstars.com/new_moon_poster_shirtless_edward_cullen-450x648.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 450px; height: 648px;" src="http://img.omgstars.com/new_moon_poster_shirtless_edward_cullen-450x648.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... compare to THIS?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://static.newmoonmovie.org/nmm/images/200905050822.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 454px; height: 680px;" src="http://static.newmoonmovie.org/nmm/images/200905050822.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Edward Cullen has the ugliest, most unattractive abs in the whole universe.&lt;br /&gt;He'd be better off not having abs at all actually.&lt;br /&gt;His abs are an insult to all abs everywhere else.&lt;br /&gt;(Actually, it's not Edward, it's Robert Pattinson but who cares)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Taylor Lautner on the other hand?&lt;br /&gt;;) Juicy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330641852120779507-6766828998995236295?l=offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/6766828998995236295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330641852120779507&amp;postID=6766828998995236295' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/6766828998995236295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/6766828998995236295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/2009/11/whose-side-are-you-on.html' title='Whose Side Are You On?'/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02529678866197428876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SyXNWTHzZeI/AAAAAAAABCQ/-zH7Tj0YJT4/S220/Carmen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330641852120779507.post-4453929460508499551</id><published>2009-11-26T22:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T23:08:51.322+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy!!</title><content type='html'>As everyone can see, my blog title has changed from 'So Carmen Can Die' to 'So Carmen Can Live'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is because I have two people in my life who seem to think 'So Carmen Can Die' means I'm cursing myself to death. Those two superstitious people are my parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For about almost a year, I have been using the tagline/phrase &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;so _______ can die&lt;/span&gt; to describe the things happening around me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;'OMG that fish so big can die!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;'The Penang trip was so fun can die!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;'Wah, Daddy &amp;amp; Mummy, you guys really awzum can die!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wait. Cannot say that. After they think I'm cursing them as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, if they think I'm cursing myself, I decided to change my title. From now on, I can never die. I will live a &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;LONG LONG PROSPEROUS AND WEALTHY LIFE WITH 3 CHILDREN, 7 GRANDCHILDREN AND A HOT HUSBAND, PLUS A BIG FAT COW NAMED BETSIE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All because my blog title is now &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;So Carmen Can Live&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, venting out felt really awzum.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330641852120779507-4453929460508499551?l=offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/4453929460508499551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330641852120779507&amp;postID=4453929460508499551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/4453929460508499551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/4453929460508499551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/2009/11/crazy.html' title='Crazy!!'/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02529678866197428876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SyXNWTHzZeI/AAAAAAAABCQ/-zH7Tj0YJT4/S220/Carmen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330641852120779507.post-1320524738273001781</id><published>2009-11-25T22:29:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T23:01:15.434+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Have Interesting Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/Sw1Bc9KXhDI/AAAAAAAABAM/CR1rzMlm5R8/s1600/IMG_2876.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/Sw1Bc9KXhDI/AAAAAAAABAM/CR1rzMlm5R8/s320/IMG_2876.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408050693252023346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dylan Wong, also known as The Man.&lt;br /&gt;Very blind in judging, according to Hui Li.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/Sw1BddTeraI/AAAAAAAABAU/SrMkGvber_k/s1600/IMG_2805.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/Sw1BddTeraI/AAAAAAAABAU/SrMkGvber_k/s320/IMG_2805.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408050701880176034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ooi Shu Lin, also known as Shuzie.&lt;br /&gt;Jetski partner in crime and crazy poker addict.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;'IF YOU GUYS DON'T PLAY POKER I GO TO SLEEP HMPH!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/Sw1BcTJyKUI/AAAAAAAABAE/VoCQvM4Xf5o/s1600/IMG_2874.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/Sw1BcTJyKUI/AAAAAAAABAE/VoCQvM4Xf5o/s320/IMG_2874.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408050681975286082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Fong Kah Jo. Jo for short.&lt;br /&gt;Famous for being really syok sendiri.&lt;br /&gt;Creates islands named after himself, such as Joland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/Sw1BbzPT5uI/AAAAAAAAA_8/vfC-f0Z65pU/s1600/IMG_2823.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/Sw1BbzPT5uI/AAAAAAAAA_8/vfC-f0Z65pU/s320/IMG_2823.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408050673408534242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lim Yu Li and Ang Hui Li.&lt;br /&gt;Pictures speak more than a 1000 words.&lt;br /&gt;Go figure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/Sw1BbRq5LPI/AAAAAAAAA_0/DUjmVsty2XU/s1600/IMG_2704.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/Sw1BbRq5LPI/AAAAAAAAA_0/DUjmVsty2XU/s320/IMG_2704.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408050664397417714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lim Jae Haan.&lt;br /&gt;Aspiring Sumo Wrestler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/Sw1FMfz3UaI/AAAAAAAABAc/JvjMX9RGgt8/s1600/IMG_2717.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/Sw1FMfz3UaI/AAAAAAAABAc/JvjMX9RGgt8/s320/IMG_2717.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408054808541614498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My awzum friends :)&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/330641852120779507-1320524738273001781?l=offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/1320524738273001781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330641852120779507&amp;postID=1320524738273001781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/1320524738273001781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/1320524738273001781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-have-interesting-friends.html' title='I Have Interesting Friends'/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02529678866197428876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SyXNWTHzZeI/AAAAAAAABCQ/-zH7Tj0YJT4/S220/Carmen.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/Sw1Bc9KXhDI/AAAAAAAABAM/CR1rzMlm5R8/s72-c/IMG_2876.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330641852120779507.post-4862090606043275025</id><published>2009-11-21T01:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T01:35:02.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gee, Sorry!</title><content type='html'>After months of hearing about Korean boy bands and girl bands from many friends, including some very unexpected ones (WenMin!) I decided to go give a few Korean songs a listen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Gee by Girl's Generation&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Sorry Sorry by Super Junior&lt;/span&gt; are apparently, the famous songs lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The songs, I must admit, are pretty addictive.&lt;br /&gt;The lines "Sorry sorry sorry sorry" and "gee gee gee gee gee" are constantly in my head. Well, those words are the only words I can understand from the whole song anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hence, post title.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what I don't understand is the number of members in one band =____= Girl's Generation is a 9 woman strong singing group. Super Junior has 13 guys. (?!?!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.koreanmovie.com/upfile/photo_photo/simg/s_Girls_Generation_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 352px;" src="http://www.koreanmovie.com/upfile/photo_photo/simg/s_Girls_Generation_1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://krnloop.files.wordpress.com/2008/02/super-junior-super-show.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 550px; height: 382px;" src="http://krnloop.files.wordpress.com/2008/02/super-junior-super-show.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is the band so &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;BIG&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why. I'm pretty sure the song would sound the same with 5 members =.= Someone enlighten me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330641852120779507-4862090606043275025?l=offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/4862090606043275025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330641852120779507&amp;postID=4862090606043275025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/4862090606043275025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/4862090606043275025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/2009/11/gee-sorry.html' title='Gee, Sorry!'/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02529678866197428876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SyXNWTHzZeI/AAAAAAAABCQ/-zH7Tj0YJT4/S220/Carmen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330641852120779507.post-195365300408134083</id><published>2009-11-18T22:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T22:49:37.981+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Britishly Gorgeous</title><content type='html'>Right now, I want nothing more but a Union Jack shirt.&lt;br /&gt;T.T I found this gorgeous one in Cotton On today but wasn't willing to splurge on it because it's one for RM60 and 2 for RM75.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO ONE WANTED TO GET ANOTHER SHIRT SO I CAN PAY LESS T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i40.tinypic.com/2ln92ly.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 401px; height: 300px;" src="http://i40.tinypic.com/2ln92ly.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.johnnyikon.com/data/articles/2009/03/2422/Picture1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 465px; height: 575px;" src="http://www.johnnyikon.com/data/articles/2009/03/2422/Picture1.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh how cruel is the world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330641852120779507-195365300408134083?l=offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/195365300408134083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330641852120779507&amp;postID=195365300408134083' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/195365300408134083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/195365300408134083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/2009/11/britishly-gorgeous.html' title='Britishly Gorgeous'/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02529678866197428876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SyXNWTHzZeI/AAAAAAAABCQ/-zH7Tj0YJT4/S220/Carmen.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i40.tinypic.com/2ln92ly_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330641852120779507.post-6019497356543265856</id><published>2009-11-18T20:00:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T23:31:57.818+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Story of My Life Right Now: Part I</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;Sunday the 15th &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.tonguechic.com/assets/0007/0245/chicpop_std.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 465px; height: 232px;" src="http://www.tonguechic.com/assets/0007/0245/chicpop_std.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Went to the Chic Pop Street Market with Yu Li in hopes of finding great buys! (: It was alright I supposed. Got myself a high waisted zipper skirt but regretted a lot later because I have a dress with an almost similiar pattern to it T.T Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After this event, I told myself I will never go clubbing. Because the stench in the club can keeeeeeeeeeel you. First you get all nauseous, next you feel like throwing up and finally you just want to die. Yes, that bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday the 16th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang Hui Li's Sweet Sixteen @ Extra Super Tanker, Bukit Utama :D Among activities:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Prawn eating competition&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Karaoke&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I Never (played with a plate of vegetables)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dare or Dare hahaha.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Most importantly, we celebrated Hui Li turning 16 and yes I'm sure it was an awzum and memorable day for her! =)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs084.snc3/15167_175489002774_527797774_3124187_5842355_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 380px; height: 254px;" src="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs084.snc3/15167_175489002774_527797774_3124187_5842355_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Very intense prawn eating competition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs104.snc3/15167_175499227774_527797774_3124405_7653513_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 370px; height: 246px;" src="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs104.snc3/15167_175499227774_527797774_3124405_7653513_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Happy Birthday =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs084.snc3/15167_175494237774_527797774_3124319_2501258_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 374px; height: 249px;" src="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs084.snc3/15167_175494237774_527797774_3124319_2501258_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;To Hui Li, you are honestly one of the nicest people I've ever met. I don't think there's anyone else similiar to you, because you are unique as you are. You are smart and awzum, yet you seem always humble. You are always yourself, never trying to be someone else. And this is why I think you're an awzumzum friend! So, enjoy being sixteen for a whole year =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;Tuesday the 17th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.igudesmanandjoo.com/graphics/pictures/2335_2_full.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 422px; height: 634px;" src="http://www.igudesmanandjoo.com/graphics/pictures/2335_2_full.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Igudesman and Joo: A Little Nightmare Music @ Dewan Filharmonik Petronas, KLCC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my opinion, it was awzum can die :) Not everyone's cup of tea, but I super enjoyed it and I believe my entourage agrees. Definitely amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other &lt;s&gt;shameless&lt;/s&gt; things we did:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs091.snc3/15851_105176382827960_100000067963201_144061_4295065_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 396px; height: 262px;" src="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs091.snc3/15851_105176382827960_100000067963201_144061_4295065_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Girls. I do not like this picture =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs091.snc3/15851_105176366161295_100000067963201_144056_7963832_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 448px; height: 297px;" src="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs091.snc3/15851_105176366161295_100000067963201_144056_7963832_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On Facebook, the caption is: Rachel punching some ball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs111.snc3/15851_105176392827959_100000067963201_144064_8021737_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 401px; height: 604px;" src="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs111.snc3/15851_105176392827959_100000067963201_144064_8021737_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;heeh heeh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that is part of what I have been doing for the past few days.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, including trying to break into Tiffany &amp;amp; Co. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330641852120779507-6019497356543265856?l=offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/6019497356543265856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330641852120779507&amp;postID=6019497356543265856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/6019497356543265856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/6019497356543265856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/2009/11/story-of-my-life-right-now-part-i.html' title='Story of My Life Right Now: Part I'/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02529678866197428876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SyXNWTHzZeI/AAAAAAAABCQ/-zH7Tj0YJT4/S220/Carmen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330641852120779507.post-3377873034622438016</id><published>2009-11-15T00:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T01:14:39.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jumble Sale!</title><content type='html'>Hello!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just came across an old friend's blog and happened to read a post on how she hates the new SPM system. The whole 10-subject limit issue. Hm, I know a lot of other people who despise this system as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I first heard this piece of news, yes I was equally as pissed and upset as most students would be. But after calming down and slowly thinking about it, I realized it's not much big of a deal. As a matter of fact, the pros of this system soon began to outweigh the cons. I started to understand the whole point of this system and began to like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The main point many people oppose to this system is because they feel like they are not given freedom of choice. As in, they feel that they can handle more subjects than others and therefore they should be allowed to take more than 10 subjects. Then again, is there ANY point in taking so many subjects? Taking extra subjects like Accounts, English literature, Economics; would that help much in life if you plan to be a doctor or a chemist? Not really right? The only reason why people would want to take so many subjects is because of a serious attitude problem, known to many as the 'kiasu' spirit. Because of the urge to win and seem more superior than everyone, people drive themselves to study so hard just for more A's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://blackchristiannews.com/news/images/textbooks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 375px;" src="http://blackchristiannews.com/news/images/textbooks.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe one reason this system was implemented is to eradicate this mentality. In a way, it is also better for all the students. Everyone will be studying the same amount, so no one will say that the system is unfair! It's like marks in an examination; the maximum mark you can get is a 100, so everyone will strive for 100, and no one will get 110. I like (: We also don't have to push ourselves to study so much anymore. If there wasn't this system in place, I would be taking Accounts most probably, which means one extra subject to read on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://manishapatnaik.files.wordpress.com/2009/07/nat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 321px;" src="http://manishapatnaik.files.wordpress.com/2009/07/nat.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, this system makes the examination results really really clear. One look and you can spot the best students already. If we used the old system, it's pretty hard to see whether an all A student who took 9 subjects or an 11A student who took 12 subjects is smarter. Just because Mr.11A has more A's, doesn't mean Mr.9A is less clever. Now, at least we know the top students are those who can get 10A's, followed by 9A's, 8A's and so on. Scholarship applications would be processed with much more ease and students cannot complain about it because truth be told, the system is actually pretty good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://mankickstart.files.wordpress.com/2009/05/a_exam_clip_art.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 299px;" src="http://mankickstart.files.wordpress.com/2009/05/a_exam_clip_art.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Furthermore, most SMK students are taking 9 subjects, which means they still can choose another subject if they really want to. So, we STILL get freedom of choice! Unless you're from my school, where Chinese is compulsory and therefore fulfills the 10-subject limit quota. I am still okay with it though. As long as I'm still taking the vital subjects I require to help me achieve my ambition, I am pleased.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My debate seniors debated on this before, and I quote one of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;'It isn't the quantity of A's that we're looking for, it's the quality of A's that is important.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope this post convinces all of you who are still upset with the system (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330641852120779507-3377873034622438016?l=offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/3377873034622438016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330641852120779507&amp;postID=3377873034622438016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/3377873034622438016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/3377873034622438016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/2009/11/jumble-sale.html' title='Jumble Sale!'/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02529678866197428876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SyXNWTHzZeI/AAAAAAAABCQ/-zH7Tj0YJT4/S220/Carmen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330641852120779507.post-7709441210512260505</id><published>2009-11-14T01:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T01:51:42.748+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Scream City</title><content type='html'>I am generally a very self conscious person (except when I'm high &amp;amp; ecstatic).&lt;br /&gt;I hate making a fool out of myself.&lt;br /&gt;I cannot sleep in peace for days once that happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why, oh why?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330641852120779507-7709441210512260505?l=offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/7709441210512260505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330641852120779507&amp;postID=7709441210512260505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/7709441210512260505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/7709441210512260505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/2009/11/scream-city.html' title='Scream City'/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02529678866197428876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SyXNWTHzZeI/AAAAAAAABCQ/-zH7Tj0YJT4/S220/Carmen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330641852120779507.post-7694978448933898389</id><published>2009-11-08T22:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T22:40:10.541+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Two Posts in a Day Pretty Much Proves I'm Bored</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://media.wwd.com/images/processed/wwd/2009/08/26/fashion/portrait/02-tout/pgone.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 258px; height: 376px;" src="http://media.wwd.com/images/processed/wwd/2009/08/26/fashion/portrait/02-tout/pgone.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.sugarscape.com/userfiles/image/editors/kesha-bi-01_10_09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 425px; height: 395px;" src="http://images.sugarscape.com/userfiles/image/editors/kesha-bi-01_10_09.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is Kesha.&lt;br /&gt;Pronounced Keh-sha. I found out today.&lt;br /&gt;The girl who sang the very addictive song called Tik Tok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you guys think she looks very much like Taylor Swift?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.8notes.com/images/artists/taylor_swift.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 358px; height: 347px;" src="http://www.8notes.com/images/artists/taylor_swift.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think Kesha is Taylor's evil twin sister.&lt;br /&gt;In Kah Jo's words, Kesha is the sluttier wilder version of Taylor.&lt;br /&gt;Quite correct right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330641852120779507-7694978448933898389?l=offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/7694978448933898389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330641852120779507&amp;postID=7694978448933898389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/7694978448933898389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/7694978448933898389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/2009/11/two-posts-in-day-pretty-much-proves-im.html' title='Two Posts in a Day Pretty Much Proves I&apos;m Bored'/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02529678866197428876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SyXNWTHzZeI/AAAAAAAABCQ/-zH7Tj0YJT4/S220/Carmen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330641852120779507.post-6388207507338225192</id><published>2009-11-08T15:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T15:24:27.171+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Think About It.</title><content type='html'>Some time ago, a friend had a blonde moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;My tuition teacher travels to the funniest places ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Where?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Nigeria.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;O.O Whats wrong with Nigeria? Isn't it very pretty?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;*stun*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;OH OH OH NIGERIA. I thought you said Niagara!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://kmanwar.files.wordpress.com/2008/08/niagara_falls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 358px; height: 268px;" src="http://kmanwar.files.wordpress.com/2008/08/niagara_falls.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is Niagara Falls. :) pretty, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.earthinstitute.columbia.edu/news/2006/images/slum_nigeria_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 316px;" src="http://www.earthinstitute.columbia.edu/news/2006/images/slum_nigeria_400.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is Nigeria. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It makes me ponder.&lt;br /&gt;How two places on Earth with almost similiar names,&lt;br /&gt;is in fact heaven and hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330641852120779507-6388207507338225192?l=offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/6388207507338225192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330641852120779507&amp;postID=6388207507338225192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/6388207507338225192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/6388207507338225192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/2009/11/think-about-it.html' title='Think About It.'/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02529678866197428876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SyXNWTHzZeI/AAAAAAAABCQ/-zH7Tj0YJT4/S220/Carmen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330641852120779507.post-6725897173243003732</id><published>2009-11-06T20:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T20:21:22.741+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Untitled</title><content type='html'>Today, I disappointed myself and everyone around me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today happens to be one of those days where I want to hide in a dark hole and never come out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God for good friends and lemon poppy seed cupcakes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330641852120779507-6725897173243003732?l=offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/6725897173243003732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330641852120779507&amp;postID=6725897173243003732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/6725897173243003732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/6725897173243003732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/2009/11/untitled.html' title='Untitled'/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02529678866197428876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SyXNWTHzZeI/AAAAAAAABCQ/-zH7Tj0YJT4/S220/Carmen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330641852120779507.post-3472460444574406201</id><published>2009-11-05T18:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T18:02:15.391+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing Beats This</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SvKinm7PRZI/AAAAAAAAA_o/mke1KGZ_a5A/s1600-h/woman-jogging.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SvKinm7PRZI/AAAAAAAAA_o/mke1KGZ_a5A/s400/woman-jogging.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400557704518256018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;One of the best feelings in the world, for me at least, is the  exhilaration from jogging. When sweat trickles and drips down my head, my back,  I know I’m losing weight :D When I run to the beat of Mad as Rabbits by Panic!  at the Disco, I feel invincible. So long have I not felt this feeling. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;For I, Queen of Procrastination (yes Rachel Gan, me, not you)  can never find time to jog. Almost always due to drama series addiction or the  Sims 3 or I’m just too plain… lazy. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Seeing as I’ve postponed jogging for too long already, I  decided to have a nice run around the neighbourhood today, and boy, it felt so  awzum. That feeling came back. My legs grew wings. Adrenaline was pumping. I  felt a kind of powerful force, pushing me to run faster, harder, longer and go  the distance like Rocky hahaha. And then, the rain came, and well, rained on my  parade =.=&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;But still! It was a very awesome 20 minutes jog, and I am  definitely going to be jogging more often in the future! *determined tone&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Yes, nothing beats the running high. :) Nothing. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330641852120779507-3472460444574406201?l=offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/3472460444574406201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330641852120779507&amp;postID=3472460444574406201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/3472460444574406201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/3472460444574406201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/2009/11/nothing-beats-this.html' title='Nothing Beats This'/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02529678866197428876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SyXNWTHzZeI/AAAAAAAABCQ/-zH7Tj0YJT4/S220/Carmen.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SvKinm7PRZI/AAAAAAAAA_o/mke1KGZ_a5A/s72-c/woman-jogging.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330641852120779507.post-8541423462030869919</id><published>2009-11-04T18:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T18:00:52.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I need someone to decipher me!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Greetings!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Lately life has been certainly monotonous and dull. Everyday I run through the same routine : &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ul&gt;   &lt;li&gt;Go to school (occasionally, depending on my mood)&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;Play the Sims 3 and get bored.&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;Watch an episode per day of Gossip Girl Season 3 &lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;Drool over Chuck Bass&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;Plan to go jogging but always end up procrastinating due to laziness.&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;Thus, end up gaining more weight.&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;This is depressing.&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;I need to go out and have fun.&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;Okay fine, this is not helping in any way.&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;Bye.&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ul&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330641852120779507-8541423462030869919?l=offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/8541423462030869919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330641852120779507&amp;postID=8541423462030869919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/8541423462030869919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/8541423462030869919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-need-someone-to-decipher-me.html' title='I need someone to decipher me!'/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02529678866197428876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SyXNWTHzZeI/AAAAAAAABCQ/-zH7Tj0YJT4/S220/Carmen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330641852120779507.post-5333638067378902991</id><published>2009-11-04T01:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T01:33:32.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Warning: Catastrophe.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Hello everybody! &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I am not amused.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;In other words I am bored. &lt;em&gt;Really bored.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330641852120779507-5333638067378902991?l=offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/5333638067378902991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330641852120779507&amp;postID=5333638067378902991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/5333638067378902991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/5333638067378902991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/2009/11/warning-catastrophe.html' title='Warning: Catastrophe.'/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02529678866197428876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SyXNWTHzZeI/AAAAAAAABCQ/-zH7Tj0YJT4/S220/Carmen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330641852120779507.post-1430295038963848887</id><published>2009-11-01T01:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T02:15:56.891+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bittersweet</title><content type='html'>So today was the&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; All American Rejects&lt;/span&gt; concert! :) :) :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://blog.saynow.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/04/aar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 404px; height: 303px;" src="http://blog.saynow.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/04/aar.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always heard that AAR is one band that performs really well live, and yes I was not disappointed. They put on an awzum performance, and I still have &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Mona Lisa (When the World Comes Down)&lt;/span&gt; stuck in my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;You can sit beside me when the world comes down,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;If it doesn't matter, then just turn around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;You'll be my queen, and I'll be your clown,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;you can sit beside me when the world comes down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it was really an enjoyable concert overall, except for the fact that some moments were ruined by some very very inconsiderate and mean people. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;a) people who smoke during the concert.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For goodness sake lah right, you're in an area with a 10,000 strong crowd packed like sardines. Everyone is sweaty and stuffy and you have to go and make things worse by smoking your stupid cigarette. I generally do not have anything against smokers, but I think smoking like that in public when there's so many other non-smokers around you is just, crazy. Who do you think you are, really? Tyson Ritter's father? Or does the venue belong to your grandfather or something, for you to be puffing away taking your own sweet time while the crowd around you DIES from your smoke. I really only have one word for these people : Idiots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank God I'm not the only one thinking like this. This dude right, he started smoking in the middle of the concert and all the people around him started banging him and shouting STOP IT LAH! STOP SMOKING! DUDE, GET A LIFE LAH! Hahaha I was pretty satisfied when the guy threw his cigarette away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;b) people who push and push and push and push and push their way relentlessly through the crowd just to make it to the front &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;DURING THE CONCERT&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am okay with people who try the get the best spots before the concert, because well it hasn't started and if you get a good place, good for you because you know how to hunt for good places! Sadly, some people who came in late or just didn't manage to get good seats come and squeeze here and there while everyone is trying to enjoy the concert! It gets reeeallly irritating especially when you just want to enjoy and jump and sway to the music then suddenly you feel squashed because someone is trying to push his way through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At one point, I was so upset with this guy for squeezing through i just kicked him furiously over and over again. Ah, it felt good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;c) people who have no life and no standards whatsoever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw with my own eyes how this group of people stole DSLR cameras from the media photographers and reporters. And they took more than one of the cameras. Worse, they didn't even bother to conceal what they just did. They took the things they stole, and just walked off. Which really pisses me off because, come on lah, the camera might mean money to you but it could mean a job to someone else alright? Why stoop to such low standards just for money? I was really upset at that time and that sort of disrupted my happy mood for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We wanted to see what we could do to solve the situation, but those thieves looked at us as if they will come after us with a parang if we say anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Honestly, I don't know what is wrong with such people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;p.s. after Aerobics session today, walking around at the Calvary Carnival and jumping to AAR's songs, i desperately need a really good foot massage. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330641852120779507-1430295038963848887?l=offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/1430295038963848887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330641852120779507&amp;postID=1430295038963848887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/1430295038963848887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/1430295038963848887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/2009/11/bittersweet.html' title='Bittersweet'/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02529678866197428876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SyXNWTHzZeI/AAAAAAAABCQ/-zH7Tj0YJT4/S220/Carmen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330641852120779507.post-6253224385639716647</id><published>2009-10-20T23:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T00:21:20.779+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Of Star Wars &amp; School</title><content type='html'>So, since its one of the cool things (at least in my terms, 'cool') I did in my holidays! I decided to share it! On Sunday &amp;amp; Monday, Pei, Rachel, Matthew, Aaron and I decided to crash Nicholas' house @ Mont' Kiara and go on a Star Wars marathon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First off, Nicholas if you can read this, you are an &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;awzumzum host&lt;/span&gt; with an &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;awzumzum house&lt;/span&gt; and an &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;awzumzum maid&lt;/span&gt; who makes &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;awzumzum muffins&lt;/span&gt;! :) Thank you for being so kind and nice and sharing all your Vanilla coke with us. This also means we will definitely crash your house again sooner than you think! ;) By the way, I really do like your house &amp;amp; your DVD player.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second, Aaron's genius quote has been ringing in my mind the whole day today!&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea if that's a good thing or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.ugo.com/movies/who-is-the-coolest-star-wars-character/images/Darth-Maul.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 398px;" src="http://www.ugo.com/movies/who-is-the-coolest-star-wars-character/images/Darth-Maul.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I quote Aaron Ng.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;'He's so horny!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third, I so need a pencil dress.&lt;br /&gt;Someone buy me a pencil dress from ASOS pwetty pwease.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fourth,  I have some dreaded feeling tomorrow won't be a good day at school. You know, something that starts with an 'R' and ends with 'esults'?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fifth, I know someone's going to be going through something very tough in approximately, 17 hours and being the good friend I am! All the best, God bless you, and we all know you can and will do it. (: (: (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330641852120779507-6253224385639716647?l=offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/6253224385639716647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330641852120779507&amp;postID=6253224385639716647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/6253224385639716647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/6253224385639716647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/2009/10/of-star-wars-school.html' title='Of Star Wars &amp; School'/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02529678866197428876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SyXNWTHzZeI/AAAAAAAABCQ/-zH7Tj0YJT4/S220/Carmen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330641852120779507.post-3393177322062428697</id><published>2009-10-15T23:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T23:40:31.698+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Current iTunes Playlist :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Freedom 90&lt;/span&gt; - George Michael&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;The Great Escape&lt;/span&gt; - Boys Like Girls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Party People&lt;/span&gt; - Nelly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;I Gotta Feeling&lt;/span&gt; - Black Eyed Peas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;Sweet Dreams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;- Eurythmics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Eye of the Tiger&lt;/span&gt; - Survivor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Brand New Day&lt;/span&gt; - Joshua Radin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;She's So High&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;- Kurt Nilsen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;We Are GOLDEN&lt;/span&gt; - Mika&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Feeling Good&lt;/span&gt; - Muse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a month long misery is finally over (:&lt;br /&gt;I so deserve candy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330641852120779507-3393177322062428697?l=offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/3393177322062428697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330641852120779507&amp;postID=3393177322062428697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/3393177322062428697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/3393177322062428697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/2009/10/current-itunes-playlist.html' title='Current iTunes Playlist :)'/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02529678866197428876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SyXNWTHzZeI/AAAAAAAABCQ/-zH7Tj0YJT4/S220/Carmen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330641852120779507.post-1393162970401224306</id><published>2009-10-12T18:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T19:17:40.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When Things Don't  Go Right.</title><content type='html'>I really like this particular Korean series called &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Boys Over Flowers&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Or Boys Before Flowers =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for a period of time I used to think the leading male was not bad.&lt;br /&gt;He's called Gu Jun Pyo in the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's rich, powerful,  charming.&lt;br /&gt;Everything a lead male character is supposed to be.&lt;br /&gt;Everything needed to make girls drop dead.&lt;br /&gt;And he looks like this.&lt;br /&gt;I don't really fancy guys with long hair, let alone curly -.-&lt;br /&gt;But the thing is, in the picture he at least looks like a sane, good looking guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://nylesor.files.wordpress.com/2009/05/junpyo_090114.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 286px; height: 430px;" src="http://nylesor.files.wordpress.com/2009/05/junpyo_090114.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was until a few days ago.&lt;br /&gt;When I found out that the actor that plays Gu Jun Pyo,&lt;br /&gt;Lee Min Ho to be exact, is endorsing the Korean cosmetic line, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Etude House&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I have no problems whatsoever with him endorsing Etude House.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I have limits.&lt;br /&gt;When a series of promotional pictures for EtudeHouse came out,&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;died&lt;/span&gt; and rose again. Really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://hjvslmh.files.wordpress.com/2009/05/minho_etude_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 329px; height: 534px;" src="http://hjvslmh.files.wordpress.com/2009/05/minho_etude_1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Homg.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://hjvslmh.files.wordpress.com/2009/05/minho_etude_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 334px; height: 480px;" src="http://hjvslmh.files.wordpress.com/2009/05/minho_etude_2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HOMG. HOMG.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://nylesor.files.wordpress.com/2009/03/7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 382px; height: 570px;" src="http://nylesor.files.wordpress.com/2009/03/7.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;HOMG HAVE YOU FAINTED YET?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;IF NOT, YOU SHOULD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;What is this Lee Min Ho dude DOING?&lt;br /&gt;Is he out of his mind?&lt;br /&gt;If he doesn't have the same face as Gu Jun Pyo GO AHEAD MAN.&lt;br /&gt;But the sad thing is, HE DOES.&lt;br /&gt;Now EVERYTIME I SEE GU JUN PYO I SEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;PINK&lt;/span&gt; GAY MAN WITH A &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;PINK&lt;/span&gt; GAY BOW TIE WITH A &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;STUPID&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;PINK&lt;/span&gt; SOFT TOY CAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm having nightmares every night about pink kitties.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to you, Lee Min Ho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330641852120779507-1393162970401224306?l=offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/1393162970401224306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330641852120779507&amp;postID=1393162970401224306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/1393162970401224306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/1393162970401224306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/2009/10/when-things-dont-go-right.html' title='When Things Don&apos;t  Go Right.'/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02529678866197428876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SyXNWTHzZeI/AAAAAAAABCQ/-zH7Tj0YJT4/S220/Carmen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330641852120779507.post-2059122466165885032</id><published>2009-10-08T23:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T00:01:44.041+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Doggie Mascot</title><content type='html'>Hello!&lt;br /&gt;#1 on my holiday plans - Paintball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been there, done it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;WOOHOOWOOOO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today I very diligent, I woke up at 7.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;SEVEN&lt;/span&gt; ON A &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;HOLIDAY&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;THE SKY IS PINK OKAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I went to school for extra Chemistry lessons.&lt;br /&gt;For FOUR WHOLE HOURS.&lt;br /&gt;But i sat through the whole lecture groggy, unable to focus lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently, I'm craving for Rojak Buah.&lt;br /&gt;With lots and lots and lots of sotong. (: (:&lt;br /&gt;And it must be super spicy. (: (:&lt;br /&gt;And tomorrow is a kool kool day! So watch out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330641852120779507-2059122466165885032?l=offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/2059122466165885032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330641852120779507&amp;postID=2059122466165885032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/2059122466165885032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/2059122466165885032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/2009/10/doggie-mascot.html' title='The Doggie Mascot'/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02529678866197428876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SyXNWTHzZeI/AAAAAAAABCQ/-zH7Tj0YJT4/S220/Carmen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330641852120779507.post-4786717578698104031</id><published>2009-10-03T22:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T00:03:26.198+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To Have A Good Time, Uh huh.</title><content type='html'>I shall revive this dead thing.&lt;br /&gt;*presses revive button.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I went to tuition today with Shuz and Hui Li and I realise I really should be studying Additional Math now, but no. For the sake of blog, I shall risk the chance of failing Additional Math. Because I'm a dedicated blawger yo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after tuition, we went for lunch along with Chen and the Shu clan hahahaha, and we discussed plans for the holidays. WHICH WE ARE GOING TO DO, who don't do they chicken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, number one on my list would be...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;1. Paintball.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a real long story. A very delayed story, I should say. It all started in some ranch in Port Dickson, with about 20 people in paintball gear all in high spirits. The paintball dude just finished explaining all the rules, and we test tried the paintball gun on a target, a necessary procedure before we enter the court. Trust me, we were excited. AND IT STARTED RAINING. (!!!) and rained, and rained, and rained. It never did stop until we went back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt like taking the paintball and shooting it towards the sky for raining, but the paintball would probably land on my face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yes, hopefully Paintball this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://api.ning.com/files/4VJZP0oUWpYAWVOSIyrgtiqg8DAoCZ7sMHJNJ6P4T06qsdUd363zau44SSG7UZRLvA2d1Kwh*n7rvm1QtuBLsDPKhSc5L7Jp/Paintball.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 375px; height: 328px;" src="http://api.ning.com/files/4VJZP0oUWpYAWVOSIyrgtiqg8DAoCZ7sMHJNJ6P4T06qsdUd363zau44SSG7UZRLvA2d1Kwh*n7rvm1QtuBLsDPKhSc5L7Jp/Paintball.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;2. Go get that Open Water Diving Certificate before I freak out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes this is another very sad story. :(&lt;br /&gt;A family trip to Phuket ended up with a spontaneous urge to learn diving.&lt;br /&gt;But yes, the course was longer than expected and I could only learn diving but not get the cert.&lt;br /&gt;So (!!!) right. Anyway, yes I'm pulling Chen and Shuz and Hui Li along to Sipadan baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i.telegraph.co.uk/telegraph/multimedia/archive/01350/34WT918Sipadan0_1350199c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 460px; height: 288px;" src="http://i.telegraph.co.uk/telegraph/multimedia/archive/01350/34WT918Sipadan0_1350199c.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;3. Go on an Eating Fest.&lt;/span&gt; (whoever likes food come join me -.-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so I'm alone in this because I just came up with this but seriously!&lt;br /&gt;It'll just take one day around the Klang Valley eating awzum food!&lt;br /&gt;You in? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;4. Yeah, get a job.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need ze money. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;5. Go fly a kite!&lt;/span&gt; ( Cannot say fly kite because fly kite = go to hell hahaha no serious!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, we will fly our kites at some Selayang area. We initially wanted to build our own kites but okay lah, we admit we are not as professional as we seem. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.virginmedia.com/images/kite430x300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 430px; height: 300px;" src="http://www.virginmedia.com/images/kite430x300.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;6. Learn how to bake something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOMETHING. Whether they are brownies, mooncakes, cupcakes, spongecakes, cheesecakes, hard cake, soft cake, high cake, low cake. SOMETHING. It shall not only be edible, but awzum until you roll on the floor and die die die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of cakes, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;HAPPY MOONCAKE FESTIVAL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zhuk nei ka hou yuet yuen.&lt;br /&gt;It means er, wishing your family well and the moon round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's also the title of this show!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y123/kawariver/MR%20SJ%20Summit%2017082008/800px-Moonlight_Resonance.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 439px; height: 298px;" src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y123/kawariver/MR%20SJ%20Summit%2017082008/800px-Moonlight_Resonance.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;7. Knitting HAHAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are going to knit ourselves scarves. ChenLynn maybe knit for someone else lah, ;) but the rest of us make for ourselves! The only thing lacking is a fireplace and a rocking chair. Then you get the whole knitting atmosphere!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;8. Go get a bicycle and cycle!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that I don't know how to cycle, but a few years ago my mother disposed my bicycle because I don't use it and it rusted. =.= But yes, I'll do whatever it takes to find a bike and I will go cycling. And I want those two seater bikes lor, very kool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://static.flickr.com/79/257061676_aa11d552a7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 434px; height: 289px;" src="http://static.flickr.com/79/257061676_aa11d552a7.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then Shuz seat in front I seat at the back, romantic! HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;9. Go on a Korean Drama Spree.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By next year, I'll master the basic skillz of the Korean language.&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I have already!&lt;br /&gt;Ahn Nyung Ha Sae Yooooo!&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to finish up Boys Over Flowers first, then watch Full House and alot more lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;10. Help out at SPCA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm all alone in this again because well, the rest either don't like dawgs, are scared of dawgs or are very hygienic. Sigh, I guess its me against the world. Unless some kind people who likes dawgs and don't mind getting dirty, please join me? (: Can work for next year's Kerja Amal too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;11. Get a dog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you think not being able to paintball, and not being able to get my diving certificate was bad.&lt;br /&gt;Think again, I have been wanting a dawg since like 38274t98342q- years. So after 2982859202709 years of persuading mummy dearest, she finally said yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subjected to a few conditions, which includes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;making my bed (!!??!) which I find so redundant because I sleep at night and mess the bed all over again.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Washing the dishes (tolerable actually)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Washing my school shoes every week. (the horror O.O)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Complimenting her when she wants me to.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Complimenting her cooking as well.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;etc.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Yes, and I will get a dawg.&lt;br /&gt;Okay lah, this is my list. There are more but its 12 and I am tired.&lt;br /&gt;So check out &lt;a href="http://www.gazeboroyale.co.nr/"&gt;Chenlynn&lt;/a&gt; to see the other things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330641852120779507-4786717578698104031?l=offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/4786717578698104031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330641852120779507&amp;postID=4786717578698104031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/4786717578698104031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/4786717578698104031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/2009/10/to-have-good-time-uh-huh.html' title='To Have A Good Time, Uh huh.'/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02529678866197428876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SyXNWTHzZeI/AAAAAAAABCQ/-zH7Tj0YJT4/S220/Carmen.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y123/kawariver/MR%20SJ%20Summit%2017082008/th_800px-Moonlight_Resonance.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330641852120779507.post-2322028972866111522</id><published>2009-09-06T22:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T22:48:09.092+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who More Noble?</title><content type='html'>So last time I said octopus are so noble can die.&lt;br /&gt;Guess what?&lt;br /&gt;I found another more noble animal, and it lives underwater as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.sinaicentral.com/Torahtimes/Atlantic_Salmon_4by5inches.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 388px; height: 486px;" src="http://www.sinaicentral.com/Torahtimes/Atlantic_Salmon_4by5inches.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE SALMON FISH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Yeap! These fishes are delicious and noble.&lt;br /&gt;Their main objective in life ever since birth, is to mate.&lt;br /&gt;Well, survive and then mate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So every year they swim like a thousand kilometres to their breeding ground which is somethere shallow and warm.&lt;br /&gt;On the way, they meet salmon sharks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://channel.nationalgeographic.com/staticfiles/NGC/StaticFiles/Images/Show/40xx/403x/4032_alaskas-salmon-shark-06_04700300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 470px; height: 300px;" src="http://channel.nationalgeographic.com/staticfiles/NGC/StaticFiles/Images/Show/40xx/403x/4032_alaskas-salmon-shark-06_04700300.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well, judging by their name,&lt;br /&gt;they obviously eat salmon.&lt;br /&gt;=.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://fascinatingly.com/home/images/stories/humpback_whale.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 359px; height: 267px;" src="http://fascinatingly.com/home/images/stories/humpback_whale.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Humpback Whale.&lt;br /&gt;This whale has a hump on its back.&lt;br /&gt;And eats salmon too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.hickerphoto.com/data/media/166/alaska-brown-bear_7791.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 468px; height: 312px;" src="http://www.hickerphoto.com/data/media/166/alaska-brown-bear_7791.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And brown bears!&lt;br /&gt;As you can see in the picture,&lt;br /&gt;yes it is eating salmon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So those salmon that survived the ambush by all 3 predators,&lt;br /&gt;then proceed to mate upstream =.=&lt;br /&gt;After they mate, they suddenly realise.&lt;br /&gt;Hey you know what, I swam so far, went through so much danger!&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired. Its time to die.&lt;br /&gt;And proceed to die. =_________=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://earthhopenetwork.net/salmon_dead_klamath_river.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 347px;" src="http://earthhopenetwork.net/salmon_dead_klamath_river.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yeah!&lt;br /&gt;So they die because they want to like,&lt;br /&gt;create a new generation of salmon.&lt;br /&gt;Noble or not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus, this is the end of the story of Samuel the Salmon and his wife Sally.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330641852120779507-2322028972866111522?l=offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/2322028972866111522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330641852120779507&amp;postID=2322028972866111522' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/2322028972866111522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/2322028972866111522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/2009/09/who-more-noble.html' title='Who More Noble?'/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02529678866197428876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SyXNWTHzZeI/AAAAAAAABCQ/-zH7Tj0YJT4/S220/Carmen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330641852120779507.post-7508419129789476064</id><published>2009-09-02T00:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T00:43:38.781+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Importance of Being Earnest</title><content type='html'>People get unhappy, so bear with me once in a while as I try to understand the human nature and understand its ferociousness and cunning ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is upsetting to see insincerity.&lt;br /&gt;No doubt I'm not the most sincere and earnest person ever;&lt;br /&gt;No doubt there was once a time where I was naive and believed stupid things;&lt;br /&gt;No doubt in life, everybody is not perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerity when making friends merely means you overlook a person's flaws when you choose to befriend him or her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are really sincere about befriending someone, do not judge. That is Rule Number One.&lt;br /&gt;Use that piece of sincerity, get to know a person and figure out his or her true colours (whether good or bad) and then only decide. There's no point in looking at the surface, rather what should be done is look deep beneath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example.&lt;br /&gt;There's this rocky mountain which you want to scale and climb and reach the peak.&lt;br /&gt;Plenty of people say that the mountain is dangerous, but there's no scientific evidence that says that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.destination360.com/north-america/us/colorado/images/s/rocky-mountain-national-park.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 415px; height: 332px;" src="http://www.destination360.com/north-america/us/colorado/images/s/rocky-mountain-national-park.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the choice is yours, really.&lt;br /&gt;To climb, and enjoy the scenery at the top, proud that you decided to not conform, not believe unproven things?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or to choose and listen to what other people say, in the end regretting because you never got to know the mountain?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its the same when befriending people, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be sincere. Talk to a person, have fun with a person, make friends  with a person, rather than listen to what others say and probably miss out on a great friendship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, in the end there will be a possibility of the person being really wicked, but think about it. Which is worse? Losing a friend, or missing out on a friend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what I've said is don't judge before knowing, and learn to trust.&lt;br /&gt;Life is all about not being  judgemental and trusting, anyway.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330641852120779507-7508419129789476064?l=offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/7508419129789476064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330641852120779507&amp;postID=7508419129789476064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/7508419129789476064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/7508419129789476064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/2009/09/importance-of-being-earnest.html' title='The Importance of Being Earnest'/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02529678866197428876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SyXNWTHzZeI/AAAAAAAABCQ/-zH7Tj0YJT4/S220/Carmen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330641852120779507.post-2839327328787668607</id><published>2009-08-28T22:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T23:04:54.325+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally!</title><content type='html'>YOU KNOW WHAT.&lt;br /&gt;TODAY SO PRODUCTIVE CAN DIE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I happy happy! I shall list down the things I did.&lt;br /&gt;:D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Caught about 20 fishes, including mackerels, sardines, chicken grunt, speckled grouper...&lt;br /&gt;2. Built a raft!&lt;br /&gt;3. Built a stove with stones and bamboo!&lt;br /&gt;4. Harvested bananas.&lt;br /&gt;5. Harvested cucumbers.&lt;br /&gt;6. Harvested mangoes.&lt;br /&gt;7. Harvested rice.&lt;br /&gt;8. Built a hut.&lt;br /&gt;9. Built a chicken trap.&lt;br /&gt;10. Built a rope bridge!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEAT THAT PEOPLE.&lt;br /&gt;I AM SOME QUEEN OF THE JUNGLE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a game called Sims Castaway. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.tesco.com/pi/entertainment/MM/LF/804673_GS_L_F.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 427px;" src="http://img.tesco.com/pi/entertainment/MM/LF/804673_GS_L_F.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Such is my sad life again.&lt;br /&gt;Building fictional rafts and eating fictional fish.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330641852120779507-2839327328787668607?l=offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/2839327328787668607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330641852120779507&amp;postID=2839327328787668607' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/2839327328787668607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/2839327328787668607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/2009/08/finally.html' title='Finally!'/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02529678866197428876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SyXNWTHzZeI/AAAAAAAABCQ/-zH7Tj0YJT4/S220/Carmen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330641852120779507.post-7474316115539045026</id><published>2009-08-27T18:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T18:48:24.165+08:00</updated><title type='text'>THIS IS FOR RACHEL GAN &amp; OCTOPUS HATERS</title><content type='html'>I prefer BMW because they have cars like these.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.vcv.lt/images/Piesimas_1/BMW-Z6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 436px; height: 326px;" src="http://www.vcv.lt/images/Piesimas_1/BMW-Z6.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) Pink BMW z6. Gorgeous can die okay, Rachel?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, since its the 2nd time I'm blogging today.&lt;br /&gt;I shall enlighten everyone.&lt;br /&gt;Because I'm nice like that, thank you very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://cyber.law.harvard.edu/blogs/static/dowbrigade/occc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 277px;" src="http://cyber.law.harvard.edu/blogs/static/dowbrigade/occc.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This, my friend, is a giant octopus.&lt;br /&gt;Contrary to what they seem or look like, they are actually very noble animals.&lt;br /&gt;Don't get me wrong, I think they look ugly. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://static.howstuffworks.com/gif/octopus-5b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://static.howstuffworks.com/gif/octopus-5b.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sooo, these are giant octopus eggs.&lt;br /&gt;They're not giant at all, very tiny in fact.&lt;br /&gt;So alot of predators come to eat them.&lt;br /&gt;One of those predators is the sea perch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.sschapterpsa.com/ramblings/Fishing%20images/Sea_Perch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 415px; height: 310px;" src="http://www.sschapterpsa.com/ramblings/Fishing%20images/Sea_Perch.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yes, these evil fishies love the eggs.&lt;br /&gt;So the mum has two ways to protect her eggs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.brandoncole.com/profile%20photos/INVERTEBRATES/pacificgiantoctopus/nt47.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 360px; height: 240px;" src="http://www.brandoncole.com/profile%20photos/INVERTEBRATES/pacificgiantoctopus/nt47.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One way is by producing millions of eggs.&lt;br /&gt;So many, those fishes cannot eat finish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second way is by guarding the eggs for 6 whole months.&lt;br /&gt;Without going  out to hunt for food.&lt;br /&gt;So 6 months later, when the eggs hatch,&lt;br /&gt;the mother dies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=_____________=&lt;br /&gt;Such is the story of the noble/stupid octopus named Peggy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330641852120779507-7474316115539045026?l=offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/7474316115539045026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330641852120779507&amp;postID=7474316115539045026' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/7474316115539045026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/7474316115539045026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/2009/08/this-is-for-rachel-gan-octopus-haters.html' title='THIS IS FOR RACHEL GAN &amp; OCTOPUS HATERS'/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02529678866197428876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SyXNWTHzZeI/AAAAAAAABCQ/-zH7Tj0YJT4/S220/Carmen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330641852120779507.post-5588562061446821864</id><published>2009-08-27T15:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T15:35:18.725+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Hate the Holidays!</title><content type='html'>I want to scream in my pillow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the title suggests, I hate the holidays. =/&lt;br /&gt;I resent the holidays.&lt;br /&gt;I despise the holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only there was something to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far, miserable attempts to add some spice into my boring, mundane holiday life:&lt;br /&gt;1. Watch one episode of this Hokkien movie.&lt;br /&gt;2. Window shop... online.&lt;br /&gt;3. Bake an imaginary cake.&lt;br /&gt;4. Watch one episode of House.&lt;br /&gt;5. Will watch Gossip Girl soon.&lt;br /&gt;6. Played this racing game called Drift n' Burn, and won a car named Faxon.&lt;br /&gt;7. Brushed people's teeth in an online game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such is my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You feel like weeping for me, right? =/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330641852120779507-5588562061446821864?l=offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/5588562061446821864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330641852120779507&amp;postID=5588562061446821864' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/5588562061446821864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/5588562061446821864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-hate-holidays.html' title='I Hate the Holidays!'/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02529678866197428876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SyXNWTHzZeI/AAAAAAAABCQ/-zH7Tj0YJT4/S220/Carmen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330641852120779507.post-2466955181733881</id><published>2009-08-26T13:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T13:36:26.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Nose is Itchy!</title><content type='html'>Before I write anything else right,&lt;br /&gt;I am human, I'm not perfect,&lt;br /&gt;but I still have rights to voice my opinion.&lt;br /&gt;You are entitled to have your own opinion as well!&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://static.stuff.co.nz/1251149674/795/2784795.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 270px; height: 400px;" src="http://static.stuff.co.nz/1251149674/795/2784795.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the newly crowned Miss Universe from Venezuela.&lt;br /&gt;Stefania Fernandez.&lt;br /&gt;I do think Puerto Rico deserved it more =.=&lt;br /&gt;I also do think she's not the prettiest of the top 5.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330641852120779507-2466955181733881?l=offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/2466955181733881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330641852120779507&amp;postID=2466955181733881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/2466955181733881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/2466955181733881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-nose-is-itchy.html' title='My Nose is Itchy!'/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02529678866197428876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SyXNWTHzZeI/AAAAAAAABCQ/-zH7Tj0YJT4/S220/Carmen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330641852120779507.post-3805621888738308682</id><published>2009-08-25T17:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T18:17:25.239+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Never Too Early To Have a Birthday Wishlist</title><content type='html'>I have a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;confession&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;A deep dark secret.&lt;br /&gt;I don't think many people know about this,&lt;br /&gt;but hey, I'm not any ordinary girl next door.&lt;br /&gt;I'm actually an&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; assassin&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;*pulls out gun. BAM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO  LAH.&lt;br /&gt;Well, the truth is.&lt;br /&gt;I play Guitar Heroes.&lt;br /&gt;ALOT of Guitar Heroes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.askdavetaylor.com/2-blog-pics/guitar-hero-iii.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 355px; height: 437px;" src="http://www.askdavetaylor.com/2-blog-pics/guitar-hero-iii.jpeg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Its a Playstation game lah!&lt;br /&gt;I played it so much last year before PMR to release study stress.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not a fan of the crazy rock music,&lt;br /&gt;but I love to play with my fingers and so.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I could spend the whole day playing this in my room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, back to the Birthday Wishlist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.codinghorror.com/blog/images/guitar_hero_package.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 396px; height: 230px;" src="http://www.codinghorror.com/blog/images/guitar_hero_package.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Guitar Heroes Playstation guitar.&lt;br /&gt;I made up my mind already.&lt;br /&gt;THIS, yes THIS is what I want for my birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing else.&lt;br /&gt;*determined.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also like money, dresses, swanky gadgets, food, a new handphone, a computer, a new bookshelf, a hundred DVD's.... :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330641852120779507-3805621888738308682?l=offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/3805621888738308682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330641852120779507&amp;postID=3805621888738308682' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/3805621888738308682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/3805621888738308682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/2009/08/its-never-too-early-to-have-birthday.html' title='It&apos;s Never Too Early To Have a Birthday Wishlist'/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02529678866197428876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SyXNWTHzZeI/AAAAAAAABCQ/-zH7Tj0YJT4/S220/Carmen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330641852120779507.post-8749280093922216234</id><published>2009-08-20T23:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T00:08:35.558+08:00</updated><title type='text'>District 9</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://static.guim.co.uk/sys-images/Film/Pix/pictures/2009/8/17/1250500429953/Scene-from-District-9-200-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 460px; height: 276px;" src="http://static.guim.co.uk/sys-images/Film/Pix/pictures/2009/8/17/1250500429953/Scene-from-District-9-200-001.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Wikus and Christoper Johnson.&lt;br /&gt;Christopher Johnson is the alien.&lt;br /&gt;Wikus is the human.&lt;br /&gt;=______________=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;District 9 is an awzum show.&lt;br /&gt;Its not like some typical boring science fiction show.&lt;br /&gt;There's once right I watched a movie about the sun one =.=&lt;br /&gt;Boring can die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So everyone should go watch District 9 and Christopher Johnson!&lt;br /&gt;(: Though some parts abit gory lor.&lt;br /&gt;Alot of hands and legs and heads blasted off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330641852120779507-8749280093922216234?l=offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/8749280093922216234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330641852120779507&amp;postID=8749280093922216234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/8749280093922216234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/8749280093922216234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/2009/08/district-9.html' title='District 9'/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02529678866197428876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SyXNWTHzZeI/AAAAAAAABCQ/-zH7Tj0YJT4/S220/Carmen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330641852120779507.post-8915279949222069407</id><published>2009-08-18T17:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T17:37:42.324+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What Would My Daddy Say?</title><content type='html'>1. Today, my Moral Studies teacher lectured me for about 20 minutes. I just listened and beared with it because I was putting Klothilda's book at stake T.T Sorry Klothie. Basically, I borrowed her book back to copy some notes because I was not in class, and... I forgot to bring it on Thursday =( So yeah, I had to explain to the teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Because of this whole incident, I realise I can be really irresponsible at times. One of the things I have to change, for the better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. TODAY QUITE SUCKY LOR. I  have eaten porridge about 6 times in a row already. I AM SICK OF PORRIDGE. ONE MORE BOWL OF PORRIDGE I WILL PUKE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I got Chinese homework. Chinese homework kills. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Did I ever mention? One of my favourite fruits is the dragonfruit ! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Okay lah bye. Later got Chinese tuition =/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330641852120779507-8915279949222069407?l=offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/8915279949222069407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330641852120779507&amp;postID=8915279949222069407' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/8915279949222069407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/8915279949222069407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/2009/08/what-would-my-daddy-say.html' title='What Would My Daddy Say?'/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02529678866197428876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SyXNWTHzZeI/AAAAAAAABCQ/-zH7Tj0YJT4/S220/Carmen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330641852120779507.post-9169486501947982851</id><published>2009-08-16T23:41:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T23:58:20.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO PEOPLE.&lt;br /&gt;I know tomorrow's gonna be a gudgud day!&lt;br /&gt;I know it will be (;&lt;br /&gt;I can feel it in the air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/Sogsh4IHvUI/AAAAAAAAA_I/_-eRfeFA7Ws/s1600-h/debate.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 347px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/Sogsh4IHvUI/AAAAAAAAA_I/_-eRfeFA7Ws/s400/debate.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370591516153068866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330641852120779507-9169486501947982851?l=offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/9169486501947982851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330641852120779507&amp;postID=9169486501947982851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/9169486501947982851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/9169486501947982851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/2009/08/hello-people.html' title=''/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02529678866197428876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SyXNWTHzZeI/AAAAAAAABCQ/-zH7Tj0YJT4/S220/Carmen.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/Sogsh4IHvUI/AAAAAAAAA_I/_-eRfeFA7Ws/s72-c/debate.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330641852120779507.post-800240020117585836</id><published>2009-08-14T23:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T00:19:44.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am going to tell everyone a story.&lt;br /&gt;I think it was fate.&lt;br /&gt;I think God gave us a sign.&lt;br /&gt;Today, is one of the most productive days in history.&lt;br /&gt;History of my life at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Dead bored initially. It's Friday and Rachel and I had nothing to do, so we decided to put down any single idea we thought of on pieces of paper. Things we wrote down include, 'go to the gynaecologist' and 'talk to random people'. =.= Then we drew lots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. We ended up with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;'study and do homework'&lt;/span&gt;. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. So we went back to school, but we were not really into the whole idea of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;'studying and  do homework'&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. We met &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;WaiLeem&lt;/span&gt;, who was on his way to this &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Prefects Prayer Meeting&lt;/span&gt;. So we decided to tag along, knowing praying would not be a bad thing after all =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Productive Incident #1: We prayed. Not for ourselves, our family, or our friends. We prayed for the school. For the administrators, the teachers, the school and the basically everything revolving CHS. How often is it we pray for our own school =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Productive Incident #2: Then we played with the guitars in the CF room. We started learning chord notes like G, E Minor, A Minor, F Major, D Major. In the end, we even learned how to play one of our favourite tunes. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm Yours by Jason Mraz&lt;/span&gt;. =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Now my fingers pain can die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Productive Incident #3: Shu Min brought her laptop! Oh hail Shu Min! Jo Fan is a photoshop genius! Oh hail Jo Fan! So we... *DRUMROLL PLEASE LAH* finally finished our debate shirt design :D :D &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AWZUM OR WHAT&lt;/span&gt;. And I can say, it is pretty cool. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Feeling like the most awzum people on earth, Rachel and I decided to treat ourselves to Secret Recipe. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. When I came home, mummy said HEY LETS GO EAT JAPANESE. So I had Stamina Roll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Now I'm blogging happily! Because today is a happy HAPPY day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. I am very optimistic about Monday. I hope this optimism lasts. I hope we get overwhelming response for the &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Form3 Inter Team Debate Competition&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. I also hope I pass lah Ed Board. *crosses fingers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Goodnight!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330641852120779507-800240020117585836?l=offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/800240020117585836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330641852120779507&amp;postID=800240020117585836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/800240020117585836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/800240020117585836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-am-going-to-tell-everyone-story.html' title=''/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02529678866197428876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SyXNWTHzZeI/AAAAAAAABCQ/-zH7Tj0YJT4/S220/Carmen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330641852120779507.post-9047626502020338962</id><published>2009-08-12T22:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T22:51:18.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>AT LEAST I'M BLOGGING</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i.telegraph.co.uk/telegraph/multimedia/archive/01459/Perseids_1459889c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 460px; height: 288px;" src="http://i.telegraph.co.uk/telegraph/multimedia/archive/01459/Perseids_1459889c.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I finally went through my Grade 6 piano exam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I'm finding time to blog, see?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. There's this Perseid Meteor shower happening tonight. I wonder whether I'll get to watch it or not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. There's this mock debate tomorrow. Very scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I'm going to make a birthday wishlist real soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. WHAT? NO ONE SAID I COULD NOT MAKE A BIRTHDAY WISHLIST ONE MONTH EARLIER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. I like the All American Rejects, who wants to bring me to World Stage?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. I have to prepare 2 chemistry reports.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Anyone knows how to get rid of wind in your tummy ar? It's been bugging me for so long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. I read one of the lousiest chick lit ever. Either that, or I just don't see the point in reading about happy endings anymore lor =.= Because we live in a realistic, pessimistic world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, optimism gets people going somewhere. So I will be optimistic in life, facing each challenge with a great big =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. I'm done with The Godfather! So much better than that stupid chick lit lor. =.=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330641852120779507-9047626502020338962?l=offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/9047626502020338962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330641852120779507&amp;postID=9047626502020338962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/9047626502020338962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/9047626502020338962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/2009/08/at-least-im-blogging.html' title='AT LEAST I&apos;M BLOGGING'/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02529678866197428876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SyXNWTHzZeI/AAAAAAAABCQ/-zH7Tj0YJT4/S220/Carmen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330641852120779507.post-4848394153994529270</id><published>2009-08-05T00:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T01:26:41.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where Did It All Go?</title><content type='html'>I just read PeiShe's blog.&lt;br /&gt;She wrote a post about the different feelings in 2008 and this year.&lt;br /&gt;Coincidentally, or maybe not, I feel the same.&lt;br /&gt;Last year, I had the best class with the most jovial bunch of people I could ever know.&lt;br /&gt;We did so many things together, we collected newspapers together, sang songs together, went to Port Dickson together, went high together. You get the drill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With no hard feelings intended, I really do not see anything I like about my current class. I don't dislike the people  there, I don't dislike the teachers there, but there's nothing much I like about it. Maybe its partly my fault for not joining in all the noise and fun this year (I really toned down alot compared to last year) and that's why I don't like my class life. Out of class, I involve myself in a lot of things. That is where I talk more, and I really enjoy myself a lot more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really cannot click with my class. My class ALONE, not the people in it. I get along with them well. I guess the combination of everyone there makes it harder for me to talk to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why oh why, am I such an introvert?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note, today I was slightly disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;I really wanted it then, I'm over it already.&lt;br /&gt;But today it shows how much I actually care about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is quite an emo day. =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330641852120779507-4848394153994529270?l=offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/4848394153994529270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330641852120779507&amp;postID=4848394153994529270' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/4848394153994529270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/4848394153994529270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/2009/08/where-did-it-all-go.html' title='Where Did It All Go?'/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02529678866197428876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SyXNWTHzZeI/AAAAAAAABCQ/-zH7Tj0YJT4/S220/Carmen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330641852120779507.post-2489961695515464566</id><published>2009-08-02T23:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T23:17:07.255+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Because I'm a Good Friend</title><content type='html'>Congratulations.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330641852120779507-2489961695515464566?l=offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/2489961695515464566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330641852120779507&amp;postID=2489961695515464566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/2489961695515464566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/2489961695515464566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/2009/08/because-im-good-friend.html' title='Because I&apos;m a Good Friend'/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02529678866197428876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SyXNWTHzZeI/AAAAAAAABCQ/-zH7Tj0YJT4/S220/Carmen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330641852120779507.post-2372296536123542024</id><published>2009-07-30T00:57:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T01:42:48.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Things You Did or Did Not Know About Me</title><content type='html'>1. I recently drink alot of milk. Yes, full cream milk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I did not stop using the milk bottle until I was Standard 2. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I found out I did not hand in my Math homework 16 out of 36 times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I really like working as a waitress. I wouldn't mind working as one again. I like the feeling of serving people, making them feel happy (: and also preparing food. But I hate washing dishes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. When I'm alone, I stare in the mirror a lot and wonder whether I'm pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I have a fear of elevators and their doors. I have have HAVE to be the first to go in so I know the door won't close on me. Otherwise, I'll just stone in front of the door until someone assures me he's holding the 'open door' button.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. If there's one cartoon character people say I resemble, its Bubbles. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i185.photobucket.com/albums/x66/aerial16701/cartoons/the%20powerpuff%20girls/Bubbles.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 355px; height: 324px;" src="http://i185.photobucket.com/albums/x66/aerial16701/cartoons/the%20powerpuff%20girls/Bubbles.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. The most stupid thing I did with an iPhone (that made me a laughing stock until today) : I played this application where you're supposed to run your fingers along the screen but I took the whole iPhone and ran down the lane. =__________= YES LAUGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. I secretly want to keep my hair long so I can go casting for a hair advertisement one day. Like Sunsilk or something!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. I think my ugliest asset is my nose. =.= Then comes tummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. My favourite skincare/body care/soaps/shampoos/facial care brand is still, and always will be, Body Shop. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. The best action movie to me is the first Transformers movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. One day, when I'm rich and famous, I'm going to open a cafe. A pweetee cafe on the corner of the street, with the main dessert being strudel. (: with Parisian music playing in the background.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Contrary to my personality, I really like relaxing at home. My ideal thing to do would be reading a good book, listening to The Four Seasons, and playing with my imaginary dog (since the real one died)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. I really, really, really like recieving birthday presents. I'm not hinting anything (or maybe I am) but the feeling of recieving presents is just very warming and delightful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. My favourite ice cream flavour is Goma. That means black sesame. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. I am adventurous can die. Do not doubt this statement. I really am. I do most things other girls would not dare to do. Try me. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. I am not a naturally sociable person. I only talk to my circle of friends, and I don't make friends so easily. I usually only  know people through people. Which is, abit sad at times. Makes me like some introvert :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. I have a love-hate relationship with long distance jogging. I started out because i wanted to get a medal in Cross Country. I did, but during the whole process, I discovered its actually really fun to jog like that. Soon after, I just got too lazy. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. I have a passion: debating. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Favourite honeymoon destination (provided I marry a well-to-do husband) : Bora Bora Island in the French Polynesia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.tahiti.com/images/htl-prlbeachresort/pr-bora-ow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 450px; height: 303px;" src="http://www.tahiti.com/images/htl-prlbeachresort/pr-bora-ow.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. I live for Tabasco.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SnCIU6wqCmI/AAAAAAAAA-w/7lo7fTJRxy8/s1600-h/IMG_2328.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SnCIU6wqCmI/AAAAAAAAA-w/7lo7fTJRxy8/s400/IMG_2328.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363937049150360162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. One kind of noodles I dislike is yellow mee. The mee goreng kind. I puke at the taste of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Actually right, I'm such a simple person. Thats why I'm abit stuck already, there are not many things about me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. I really really want to drive a Bugatti Veyron one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Careers I have considered before: Marine biologist, chef HAHAHA, fashion designer, interior designer, (alot of designing jobs until I figured I just had no artistic talent), wedding planner (because I played this computer game called Wedding Dash), cake decorator (after working in a cake shop), doctor, lawyer, psychologist, and finally I settled with something in the Business department lah. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. The hit phrase I've been using lately: CAN DIE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. When I was younger, I ate Pasta Carbonara until can die. Soon, I got so bored of it, I tried all sorts of pasta with red sauces instead of white creamy Carbonara. Now when I see Carbonara, I shudder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. I want to look like an ancient greek goddess when I get married. Very pure and virginal hahaha what on earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.thepulsemag.com/wordpress/wp-content/uploads/2007/02/STYLE%20LEAD2use.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 412px;" src="http://www.thepulsemag.com/wordpress/wp-content/uploads/2007/02/STYLE%20LEAD2use.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. I really like sleeping. I have liked it for the past 16 years and I'm quite certain I'll never stop liking it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330641852120779507-2372296536123542024?l=offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/2372296536123542024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330641852120779507&amp;postID=2372296536123542024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/2372296536123542024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/2372296536123542024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/2009/07/things-you-did-or-did-not-know-about-me.html' title='Things You Did or Did Not Know About Me'/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02529678866197428876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SyXNWTHzZeI/AAAAAAAABCQ/-zH7Tj0YJT4/S220/Carmen.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SnCIU6wqCmI/AAAAAAAAA-w/7lo7fTJRxy8/s72-c/IMG_2328.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330641852120779507.post-4401795648945526244</id><published>2009-07-28T23:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T23:43:03.321+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Used To Be Love Drunk</title><content type='html'>There was this period of time last year, when ChenLynn used to tell me she was afraid she's bipolar. That means, having really irregular moodswings. I fear it has happened to me. Just last night, I was quite happy, maybe because it was Shuz' birthday (and the Haagen Dasz cake) last night, but today I can't seem to lift my spirits up. I'm not unhappy or anything, just moody. Or more of moodless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a sidenote: I feel like a loser. I have been having a Facebook account for more than a year, and I've been fiddling with it for the past 30 minutes, but I still do not know how to upload a picture. Awzum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all my bones hurt.&lt;br /&gt;So much being the Giant.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330641852120779507-4401795648945526244?l=offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/4401795648945526244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330641852120779507&amp;postID=4401795648945526244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/4401795648945526244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/4401795648945526244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-used-to-be-love-drunk.html' title='I Used To Be Love Drunk'/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02529678866197428876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SyXNWTHzZeI/AAAAAAAABCQ/-zH7Tj0YJT4/S220/Carmen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330641852120779507.post-2971841832652284663</id><published>2009-07-27T23:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T00:06:38.888+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Julies.</title><content type='html'>July babies = Julies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; Shuz'&lt;/span&gt; birthday!&lt;br /&gt;We surprised her at home after tuition!&lt;br /&gt;And drank Choya and ate Haagen Dasz cake =D&lt;br /&gt;So happy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-b-0.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs182.snc1/6049_221076165857_626875857_8036177_1490596_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 325px; height: 433px;" src="http://photos-b-0.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs182.snc1/6049_221076165857_626875857_8036177_1490596_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I wish Shuzie Wuzie the best in life,&lt;br /&gt;may she grow more Cleopatra like each day,&lt;br /&gt;smarter and prettier with every coming day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my awzum awzum Shuzie!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is also&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; Zean's&lt;/span&gt; birthday!&lt;br /&gt;Zean, my debate senior!&lt;br /&gt;I pray you grow cuter and more intellectual each day,&lt;br /&gt;and be blessed in whatever you do!&lt;br /&gt;And sprinkle your fairy Godmother love in everything you do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v255/91/20/794449905/n794449905_445558_2385.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 326px; height: 388px;" src="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v255/91/20/794449905/n794449905_445558_2385.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Michelle Anne Leong's&lt;/span&gt; birthday is this Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;However, she had an awesome little lunch gathering last Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;Italiannies. We ate like never before.&lt;br /&gt;I still dream of the smoked salmon pizza.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you awzum Michelle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-d-0.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs162.snc1/6049_221076130857_626875857_8036171_3322279_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 439px; height: 329px;" src="http://photos-d-0.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs162.snc1/6049_221076130857_626875857_8036171_3322279_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY THE JULIES SO FAR!!!&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330641852120779507-2971841832652284663?l=offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/2971841832652284663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330641852120779507&amp;postID=2971841832652284663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/2971841832652284663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/2971841832652284663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/2009/07/julies.html' title='The Julies.'/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02529678866197428876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SyXNWTHzZeI/AAAAAAAABCQ/-zH7Tj0YJT4/S220/Carmen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330641852120779507.post-4542396541128146827</id><published>2009-07-24T16:45:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T16:58:58.801+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hair-Raising Event</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;*title given by Rachel Gan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I  have this sudden dissatisfaction with &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;Ng Chong Sheng&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;div&gt;I have no idea, but he just gives me this aura.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This..... &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;'loser'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; aura.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who goes around commenting on my photos and say OMG SO &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;UGLY&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;or OMG SO &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;WEIRD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;or OMG YOUR HAIR SO &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;MESSY CAN DIE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its like &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;MY HAIR &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;lah what on earth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And my hair &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;LIKES&lt;/span&gt; to be messy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So DEAL with my hair, make PEACE with my hair.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because my hair awzum can die.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So right, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;MY HAIR&lt;/span&gt; REIGNS AND TRIUMPHS OKAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To prove my point, I shall purposely show a picture of my. HAIR.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.hairstylepictureshairstyles.net/hair-style-picture-black-hair-s-a-m-haircuts.jpg" style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 427px; height: 640px; " border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay lah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not thaaaaaaaaat awzum.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;More of like this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm the one in purple. =.=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MY HAIR VERY BAD MEH T.T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ChongSheng commented on this photo like CRAP.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HE CALLED ME A &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;GHOST &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;FOR GOODNESS SAKE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm gonna haunt him at night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z_-pdu3tVuI/Sk85O_5LiSI/AAAAAAAAAQc/syAisA5IHWc/s400/Singapore+and+I+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z_-pdu3tVuI/Sk85O_5LiSI/AAAAAAAAAQc/syAisA5IHWc/s400/Singapore+and+I+003.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But back to the main issue lah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its like T.T my photos really got problem ar?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel depressed. Thanks to Ng Chong Sheng.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm going to go home and cry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I'll make him feel bad (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, it was supposed to be :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330641852120779507-4542396541128146827?l=offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/4542396541128146827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330641852120779507&amp;postID=4542396541128146827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/4542396541128146827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/4542396541128146827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/2009/07/hair-raising-event.html' title='Hair-Raising Event'/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02529678866197428876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SyXNWTHzZeI/AAAAAAAABCQ/-zH7Tj0YJT4/S220/Carmen.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z_-pdu3tVuI/Sk85O_5LiSI/AAAAAAAAAQc/syAisA5IHWc/s72-c/Singapore+and+I+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330641852120779507.post-1345635268491799183</id><published>2009-07-21T21:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T21:05:43.078+08:00</updated><title type='text'>IDIOT.</title><content type='html'>Just when I thought today was a happy day.&lt;br /&gt;I told EVERYONE it was a happy day.&lt;br /&gt;You had to come and turn things around.&lt;br /&gt;You had to come ruin my happy day.&lt;br /&gt;You had to come giving me tears.&lt;br /&gt;You had to come make me sleepless tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what?&lt;br /&gt;I will sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Because I'm tired.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330641852120779507-1345635268491799183?l=offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/1345635268491799183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330641852120779507&amp;postID=1345635268491799183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/1345635268491799183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/1345635268491799183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/2009/07/idiot.html' title='IDIOT.'/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02529678866197428876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SyXNWTHzZeI/AAAAAAAABCQ/-zH7Tj0YJT4/S220/Carmen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330641852120779507.post-1748337813292863204</id><published>2009-07-21T18:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T19:03:19.592+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A String of Delightful Things</title><content type='html'>(: today is a happy day.&lt;br /&gt;Albeit some disappointing moments :(&lt;br /&gt;But even those can't pull me down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, let me tell you the happy things that happened to me today.&lt;br /&gt;Some of these involves bragging here and there,&lt;br /&gt;but you know. I'm happy! (: (: sue me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, when I got to school and into class, I noticed the too familiar piece of paper being passed around. Its the stupid class position for midterms paper =.= I don't know whether that piece of paper has some sort of holy power or magnetism, but there was this whole crowd surrounding that one piece of paper. Naturally, when there's a crowd, I'll go and have a look. Oh (: I got the same placing as last term. I'm just glad I did not drop. Lucky number 13 (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, during English period there was this Hangman game. Before I get on to the happy part, just read the conversation below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Chairmaine &lt;/span&gt;was giving hints to the Hangman word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;"Oh... It's  uhh. It's a&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; mosque&lt;/span&gt;! A temple like place!! In &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thailand&lt;/span&gt;, I think! Yeah!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we were all trying to figure out what mosque is in Thailand =_____________=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then ChenLynn randomly said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;TAJ MAHAL&lt;/span&gt; !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Chairmaine goes &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;CORRECT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=_____________= We just stared at her for a few seconds.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHA next time go to Thailand and take a picture of TajMahal the mosque! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha just some random funny thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway, we won the Hangman thing! And our group gets RM40! So each person gets about RM6.50. HOW COOL IS THAT? Hey, RM6.50 is alot okay. =.= Can buy curry laksa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and then right (: BookFair today at school! There were two very awzum, very nice people who lent me money to buy my 3 books (: (: God loves me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAST BUT NOT LEAST,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dearest Chinese Tuition Teacher, just texted telling me tonight's class has been cancelled because he has some emergency meeting (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;AM I HAPPY OR WHAT??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm still reading &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;The Godfather&lt;/span&gt; happily :) awesome book. I have a thing for the Mafia.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330641852120779507-1748337813292863204?l=offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/1748337813292863204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330641852120779507&amp;postID=1748337813292863204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/1748337813292863204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/1748337813292863204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/2009/07/string-of-delightful-things.html' title='A String of Delightful Things'/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02529678866197428876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SyXNWTHzZeI/AAAAAAAABCQ/-zH7Tj0YJT4/S220/Carmen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330641852120779507.post-2365519837368797164</id><published>2009-07-19T11:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T11:52:04.241+08:00</updated><title type='text'>List of Movies To Catch</title><content type='html'>I am in a serious movie mood now.&lt;br /&gt;I wish to do nothing now but just stay home/ go to the cinema to catch a movie.&lt;br /&gt;I just want to watch til my eyes bulge out, then I happy.&lt;br /&gt;Who wants to take me out for a movie T.T i plead to you all.&lt;br /&gt;I also want lite 'n sweet popcorn from GSC. The best. LOL&lt;br /&gt;I don't fancy Caramel popcorn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, here's THE LIST T___T&lt;br /&gt;1. Ghosts of Girlfriend's Past&lt;br /&gt;2. The Proposal&lt;br /&gt;3. Harry Potter! (apparently its the best installment yet)&lt;br /&gt;4. Obsessed&lt;br /&gt;5. Up!!&lt;br /&gt;6. Night at the Museum 2 (outdated much? -.-)&lt;br /&gt;7. I wanna watch alot of Gossip Girl too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh.... Thats it? =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, I'm gonna be watching 17 again soon so that's one movie =D&lt;br /&gt;At least I'm doing something productive today!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330641852120779507-2365519837368797164?l=offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/2365519837368797164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330641852120779507&amp;postID=2365519837368797164' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/2365519837368797164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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is someone who does not need to speak,&lt;br /&gt;and still end up funny and making people laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get comments saying, people laugh just by looking at my expression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=.= so i want to know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330641852120779507-6559636388046021447?l=offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/6559636388046021447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330641852120779507&amp;postID=6559636388046021447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/6559636388046021447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/6559636388046021447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/2009/07/sweet.html' title='Sweet.'/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02529678866197428876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SyXNWTHzZeI/AAAAAAAABCQ/-zH7Tj0YJT4/S220/Carmen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330641852120779507.post-469588393579884339</id><published>2009-07-15T23:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T23:21:18.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't Let Me Go.</title><content type='html'>You know how young naive teenagers don't seem to trust what their parents say?&lt;br /&gt;Like when they say don't get into relationships,&lt;br /&gt;but you never believe what they say?&lt;br /&gt;You'd think they're just saying that so you focus on your studies.&lt;br /&gt;You'd think that there is no justification for them to say that.&lt;br /&gt;You'd think that you're smart enough to conquer all obstacles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I thought they were lying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turns out, we don't live in an idealistic fairytale.&lt;br /&gt;I now understand when people say don't get tied down.&lt;br /&gt;At least not at this age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a grown up game, not meant for me yet.&lt;br /&gt;Til then, I'll wait and enjoy life now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330641852120779507-469588393579884339?l=offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/469588393579884339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SyXNWTHzZeI/AAAAAAAABCQ/-zH7Tj0YJT4/S220/Carmen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330641852120779507.post-986661381699607518</id><published>2009-06-30T20:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T22:06:26.941+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everybody Sing A Song</title><content type='html'>KDUDA! KDUDA 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, its an interschool debate challenge organised by KDU's Debate Association.&lt;br /&gt;This also happens to be a competition where I put alot of hope and dreams and effort in.&lt;br /&gt;Ultimately, because of one person.&lt;br /&gt;If you're close to me, you'll probably know who is she.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, its a woman =.= A woman I don't like.&lt;br /&gt;A woman who looked down on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, it started out shaky.&lt;br /&gt;With rigorous trainings everyday during school hours, and even after school, we did our best and practiced for four days straight. As the days go by, there was this certain tension, pressure in the air. Every day, I would be talking to my teammates or my coach on debate. We worked hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want full details on the debate, head over to &lt;a href="http://wenmining.wordpress.com/"&gt;WenMin's&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Cause I so lazy lah. LOL&lt;br /&gt;Basically, I managed to achieve something I wouldn't have even imagined.&lt;br /&gt;And I just want to make a thank you speech here on my blog.&lt;br /&gt;For every single  individual who helped, contributed, adviced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, thank you to all my seniors, and all the debating people.&lt;br /&gt;You guys are like super role models.&lt;br /&gt;The people we all look up to (: thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also want to thank my teammates yo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://wenmining.files.wordpress.com/2009/06/img_0026.jpg?w=225&amp;amp;h=300"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 225px; height: 300px;" src="http://wenmining.files.wordpress.com/2009/06/img_0026.jpg?w=225&amp;amp;h=300" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Rachel Gan&lt;br /&gt;The whip. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://wenmining.files.wordpress.com/2009/06/img_00251.jpg?w=225&amp;amp;h=300"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 225px; height: 300px;" src="http://wenmining.files.wordpress.com/2009/06/img_00251.jpg?w=225&amp;amp;h=300" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;WenMin.&lt;br /&gt;The studious 2nd speaker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://wenmining.files.wordpress.com/2009/06/img_0011.jpg?w=300&amp;amp;h=225"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 225px;" src="http://wenmining.files.wordpress.com/2009/06/img_0011.jpg?w=300&amp;amp;h=225" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My awzum team, with an adjudicator for one of the rounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I also want to thank lah Lim Yuli Tweety.&lt;br /&gt;For being somehow there always during debate.&lt;br /&gt;During the good and bad times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I0ii5w6F1l0/SknnlMFOorI/AAAAAAAABu4/27s9nhYC0eU/s320/DSC03666.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I0ii5w6F1l0/SknnlMFOorI/AAAAAAAABu4/27s9nhYC0eU/s320/DSC03666.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost lastly.&lt;br /&gt;Must thank lah the awzum CHS coach.&lt;br /&gt;With all his intense training, even though he could be in Kolkata.&lt;br /&gt;Must give him credit.&lt;br /&gt;Ian Beh, we all thank you.&lt;br /&gt;I thank you.&lt;br /&gt;Like I said, you'll always be the best coach I had, and will ever have.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;And like Peter and James also!&lt;br /&gt;BUT I DON'T HAVE PICTURE T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://wenmining.files.wordpress.com/2009/06/img_01111.jpg?w=225&amp;amp;h=300"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 225px; height: 300px;" src="http://wenmining.files.wordpress.com/2009/06/img_01111.jpg?w=225&amp;amp;h=300" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Of course, lastly.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, lady.&lt;br /&gt;I hope you like me more now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330641852120779507-986661381699607518?l=offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/986661381699607518/comments/default' title='Post 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url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I0ii5w6F1l0/SknnlMFOorI/AAAAAAAABu4/27s9nhYC0eU/s72-c/DSC03666.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330641852120779507.post-4214080593873622974</id><published>2009-06-22T22:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T22:38:17.817+08:00</updated><title type='text'>She Uses Black Magic</title><content type='html'>Exams are over.&lt;br /&gt;For now (: Wah so happy.&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday, WENMIN!&lt;br /&gt;Brought her to try the mixed berries meringue in Alexis, Bangsar today.&lt;br /&gt;Awzum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came back.&lt;br /&gt;Too lazy to do anything,&lt;br /&gt;except watch Leverage.&lt;br /&gt;AWZUM SHOW.&lt;br /&gt;Very interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I played this Facebook game.&lt;br /&gt;Typing Maniac.&lt;br /&gt;WAH LAGI AWZUM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's awzum.&lt;br /&gt;Despite people not always being nice. :(&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.&lt;div 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Magic'/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02529678866197428876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SyXNWTHzZeI/AAAAAAAABCQ/-zH7Tj0YJT4/S220/Carmen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330641852120779507.post-5404246022944913692</id><published>2009-06-18T23:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T23:37:54.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Onions.</title><content type='html'>Ah, of Onion News and McDonalds.&lt;br /&gt;:) Such a wonderful way to destress.&lt;br /&gt;Especially after a horrible exam paper.&lt;br /&gt;Namely, Additional Mathematics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm consoling myself with what my classmate said.&lt;br /&gt;'It's normal to get a single digit mark for addmath second term.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Treated myself to fried chicken and french fries.&lt;br /&gt;I try to enjoy life, even when Chinese is tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;And that sort of spells doom.  :) :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Busy Saturday ahead, then its Dad's Day.&lt;br /&gt;Then its Monday.&lt;br /&gt;Oh I love this upcoming Monday :)&lt;br /&gt;Sweet smell of examinations ending. How awesome.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330641852120779507-5404246022944913692?l=offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/5404246022944913692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330641852120779507&amp;postID=5404246022944913692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/5404246022944913692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/5404246022944913692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/2009/06/onions.html' title='Onions.'/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02529678866197428876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SyXNWTHzZeI/AAAAAAAABCQ/-zH7Tj0YJT4/S220/Carmen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330641852120779507.post-397808338337797337</id><published>2009-06-13T18:05:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T22:25:28.195+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Sweet Things in Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SjN_g7FtAMI/AAAAAAAAA7c/YHRHGxVkYFM/s1600-h/37.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SjN_g7FtAMI/AAAAAAAAA7c/YHRHGxVkYFM/s400/37.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346757386213064898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;... are meant to be savoured. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;SINGAPORE PART 2&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, after an interesting first day which included shopping, bungee jumping, eating, and a little drinking, came the second day. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Rachel, WenMin, Kim and I took the MRT to Harbour Front. From there we proceeded to Sentosa by shuttle bus ($3).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SjODciScGdI/AAAAAAAAA7k/O6fOFmcSI2c/s1600-h/11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SjODciScGdI/AAAAAAAAA7k/O6fOFmcSI2c/s400/11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346761708882631122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We were at the Sentosa Shuttle Station, doing the customary 'pose with the bus stop sign' before proceeding to Sentosa. We went for the Extreme Log Ride, The Luge and Skyride, some airbrush tattoo thing (which I now realise, is a conjob) . Yeah basically, we tried out 3 things only. Because Sentosa is a crazy expensive place!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and halfway through, we met ChenLynn who was in this shuttle bus to go meet the pink dolphins. Surprising though, meeting her there, cause we couldn't keep in contact with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SjODc9J5SgI/AAAAAAAAA7s/n2lef9wvVXM/s1600-h/12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SjODc9J5SgI/AAAAAAAAA7s/n2lef9wvVXM/s400/12.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346761716094552578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SjODc2LulSI/AAAAAAAAA70/S5v-_ZLJYpw/s1600-h/13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SjODc2LulSI/AAAAAAAAA70/S5v-_ZLJYpw/s400/13.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346761714223191330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SjODdELosTI/AAAAAAAAA78/mykHp9WphmQ/s1600-h/14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SjODdELosTI/AAAAAAAAA78/mykHp9WphmQ/s400/14.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346761717980901682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;After spending about $30 plus, we headed to Siloso Beach. Wanted to try out the Flying Trapeze but the place was booked for some kid's birthday. :( Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siloso Beach  is pretty decent actually. Picturesque, with coconut trees and white sand and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SjOJFE70XeI/AAAAAAAAA8E/X7-NS-fXD_w/s1600-h/17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SjOJFE70XeI/AAAAAAAAA8E/X7-NS-fXD_w/s400/17.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346767902935899618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, what can 4 girls do on a beautiful beach? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SjOJFrGpmeI/AAAAAAAAA8U/EvpesVmCJJ4/s1600-h/16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SjOJFrGpmeI/AAAAAAAAA8U/EvpesVmCJJ4/s400/16.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346767913181878754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SjOJFghBKpI/AAAAAAAAA8c/huOG-5Gdi1Y/s1600-h/18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SjOJFghBKpI/AAAAAAAAA8c/huOG-5Gdi1Y/s400/18.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346767910339685010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;WenMin spotted a crab! O.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SjOJFVuushI/AAAAAAAAA8M/MwAPKU52TJI/s1600-h/15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SjOJFVuushI/AAAAAAAAA8M/MwAPKU52TJI/s400/15.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346767907444404754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kimberly auditioning for Baywatch ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SjjM2Ab0njI/AAAAAAAAA8s/YBmwOh5Oo4I/s1600-h/20.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SjjM2Ab0njI/AAAAAAAAA8s/YBmwOh5Oo4I/s400/20.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348249785704160818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Imagine me asking 'why is the sand sandy?'&lt;br /&gt;Then look at my expression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SjjM3KFqH2I/AAAAAAAAA9M/hiiQjeBuaK0/s1600-h/26.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SjjM3KFqH2I/AAAAAAAAA9M/hiiQjeBuaK0/s400/26.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348249805475422050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Some sort of painfully constipated jump.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SjjM28lZ4nI/AAAAAAAAA9E/ha4ovlDLU_8/s1600-h/28.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SjjM28lZ4nI/AAAAAAAAA9E/ha4ovlDLU_8/s400/28.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348249801850479218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Don't like Rachel. &gt;=/&lt;br /&gt;She always jumps the nicest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SjjM23AzSoI/AAAAAAAAA88/fX-aayxfxgg/s1600-h/25.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SjjM23AzSoI/AAAAAAAAA88/fX-aayxfxgg/s400/25.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348249800354777730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;HAHA WEN MIN HAHA I'm a rockstar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SjjM2rcgbFI/AAAAAAAAA80/uRXTUtIc2M8/s1600-h/22.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SjjM2rcgbFI/AAAAAAAAA80/uRXTUtIc2M8/s400/22.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348249797249756242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Baywatch babe and I!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/Sj-TCm5ZvrI/AAAAAAAAA94/l39RKVhOozA/s1600-h/38.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/Sj-TCm5ZvrI/AAAAAAAAA94/l39RKVhOozA/s400/38.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350156555349769906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;we have this thing for jump shots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/Sj-TCCeCzrI/AAAAAAAAA9o/t-l5v1A5NCw/s1600-h/34.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/Sj-TCCeCzrI/AAAAAAAAA9o/t-l5v1A5NCw/s400/34.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350156545571344050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Starfish jump by Kim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/Sj-TBxs5K4I/AAAAAAAAA9g/Ww6VjTygE8o/s1600-h/33.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/Sj-TBxs5K4I/AAAAAAAAA9g/Ww6VjTygE8o/s400/33.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350156541070224258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;SEE WHAT I MEAN? WENMIN BIAS. TAKE SO NICE FOR HER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/Sj-TB5vwFhI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/6pZMPzc-2ns/s1600-h/29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/Sj-TB5vwFhI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/6pZMPzc-2ns/s400/29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350156543229695506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/Sj-T4WgleHI/AAAAAAAAA-o/-KTDBeGp9aU/s1600-h/36.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/Sj-T4WgleHI/AAAAAAAAA-o/-KTDBeGp9aU/s400/36.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350157478663649394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeap. Left Sentosa at about 8 plus.&lt;br /&gt;Ate at a simple Japanese restaurant in Vivo City.&lt;br /&gt;Went back to Kim's house after that (:&lt;br /&gt;That wraps up day 2.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330641852120779507-397808338337797337?l=offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/397808338337797337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330641852120779507&amp;postID=397808338337797337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/397808338337797337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/397808338337797337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/2009/06/sweet-things-in-life.html' title='The Sweet Things in Life'/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02529678866197428876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SyXNWTHzZeI/AAAAAAAABCQ/-zH7Tj0YJT4/S220/Carmen.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SjN_g7FtAMI/AAAAAAAAA7c/YHRHGxVkYFM/s72-c/37.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330641852120779507.post-3098226162072258220</id><published>2009-06-12T18:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T18:21:57.729+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Someone Hates Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SjIsD5txphI/AAAAAAAAA7U/DpgkMP_7QcA/s1600-h/3+Years.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 234px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SjIsD5txphI/AAAAAAAAA7U/DpgkMP_7QcA/s400/3+Years.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346384153186248210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click to enlarge and you'll understand my misery.&lt;br /&gt;Someone hates me.&lt;br /&gt;I know it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;3 YEARS?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T______T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By that time, Sims4 would be out already.&lt;br /&gt;Oh leave me alone to rot and die.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330641852120779507-3098226162072258220?l=offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/3098226162072258220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330641852120779507&amp;postID=3098226162072258220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/3098226162072258220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/3098226162072258220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/2009/06/someone-hates-me.html' title='Someone Hates Me'/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02529678866197428876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SyXNWTHzZeI/AAAAAAAABCQ/-zH7Tj0YJT4/S220/Carmen.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SjIsD5txphI/AAAAAAAAA7U/DpgkMP_7QcA/s72-c/3+Years.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330641852120779507.post-7892963293328696783</id><published>2009-06-12T10:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T10:47:52.969+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Testing</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;… Windows Live Writer.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330641852120779507-7892963293328696783?l=offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/7892963293328696783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330641852120779507&amp;postID=7892963293328696783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/7892963293328696783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/7892963293328696783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/2009/06/testing.html' title='Testing'/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02529678866197428876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SyXNWTHzZeI/AAAAAAAABCQ/-zH7Tj0YJT4/S220/Carmen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330641852120779507.post-7369676783927298037</id><published>2009-06-12T10:16:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T10:37:20.798+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Singapore: Part One</title><content type='html'>Can’t believe I found this interesting thing after so long. My  connection can go fry itself like a sunny side up for all I care, if it  continues to disconnect every 5 seconds. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SERIOUSLY!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Anyway, Wen Min has uploaded some of Singapore’s photos! All  photos credits to WenMin and her awesome Canon.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Shall let the pictures bercakap-cakap (:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SjG8nEIziAI/AAAAAAAAA6U/VNtjhCsyrRg/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SjG8nEIziAI/AAAAAAAAA6U/VNtjhCsyrRg/s400/1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346261611977082882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;First day in Singapore. Headed to Din Tai Fung, Paragon for  lunch. Bill was on PoPo, Kim’s grandmother :) Later headed to this shop called  Tango Mango (again, if not mistaken), bought souvenirs here. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="file:///C:/Documents%20and%20Settings/Carmen%20Chua%20Shar%20Min/Local%20Settings/Temp/WindowsLiveWriter-429641856/supfiles3B5C3F4/25.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SjG8nUIik3I/AAAAAAAAA6c/SvXGLzKz0ag/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SjG8nUIik3I/AAAAAAAAA6c/SvXGLzKz0ag/s400/2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346261616270938994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Outside Paragon. :D We just like to have fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SjG8nnXSAQI/AAAAAAAAA6k/tHVO5by3Vlo/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SjG8nnXSAQI/AAAAAAAAA6k/tHVO5by3Vlo/s400/3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346261621433041154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;At Clark Quay. As you can observe in the picture, the four  girls show clear happiness through their smiles and are in a euphoric state of  mind. Why? Just check out the shopping bags. As I say this, emphasize on Rachel  Gan.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SjG8nhmOBLI/AAAAAAAAA6s/rBQ-A1DMer4/s1600-h/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SjG8nhmOBLI/AAAAAAAAA6s/rBQ-A1DMer4/s400/4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346261619885081778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Clark Quay in the early evening. Malaysia should so have a  place like this. Exciting ambience, fancy bars and restaurants, hot Caucasians.  :D What’s there not to like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SjG8n_O0iZI/AAAAAAAAA60/OlO8bgJdZQE/s1600-h/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SjG8n_O0iZI/AAAAAAAAA60/OlO8bgJdZQE/s400/5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346261627840006546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;At a mall toilet by Clark Quay. Usual girls doing their usual thing (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SjG-r80NQMI/AAAAAAAAA68/Ib2sMhN6WLQ/s1600-h/6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SjG-r80NQMI/AAAAAAAAA68/Ib2sMhN6WLQ/s400/6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346263894934241474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;G-Max Bungy. Awzum ride. A must-try if you visit Singapore, or I won’t  befriend you =.= It is THAT awzum. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Anyway I sat the bungy with Rachel. And this funny thing happened.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 255);"&gt;Carmen&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 255);"&gt;Rachel&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 196, 0);"&gt;Bungy  Operator&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(74, 206, 36);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(74, 206, 36);"&gt;So, do you guys want a surprise launch or a  countdown?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 255);"&gt;Countdown, pleaseee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 255);"&gt;Why countdown? No fun. Surprise!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;Countdown T__T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;Surprise!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;COOUNTDOOWWWNNN!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 255);font-size:6;" &gt;Sur….&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;*Bungy launches up in air. =.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SjG-r_cC6EI/AAAAAAAAA7E/RyDM6ISNtsc/s1600-h/7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SjG-r_cC6EI/AAAAAAAAA7E/RyDM6ISNtsc/s400/7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346263895638206530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Headed over to IndoChine: The Forbidden City in Clark Quay  after the Bungy Ride. Restaurant and Bar with nice ambience, fancy deco. 3 of us  skipped dinner and opted for a round of drinks and dessert (Mango Sticky Rice)  while Kim had KueyTeow. &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;… and that’s what we did for the first day. (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330641852120779507-7369676783927298037?l=offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/7369676783927298037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330641852120779507&amp;postID=7369676783927298037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/7369676783927298037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/7369676783927298037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/2009/06/singapore-part-one.html' title='Singapore: Part One'/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02529678866197428876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SyXNWTHzZeI/AAAAAAAABCQ/-zH7Tj0YJT4/S220/Carmen.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SjG8nEIziAI/AAAAAAAAA6U/VNtjhCsyrRg/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330641852120779507.post-8340369212666500200</id><published>2009-06-10T17:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T17:42:21.669+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Piece of Ritz Biscuit</title><content type='html'>Hello!&lt;br /&gt;Next poll is up!&lt;br /&gt;Street smart as in, well.&lt;br /&gt;I know how to prevent myself from getting kidnapped, or raped, or stalked, or murdered and stuff like that. I know what's a dangerous situation, and I won't put myself in situations that will harm myself. I know how to deal with scary people who look like they're gonna do something to you. That kind of thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, came back from SuperCamp last week. A day after that, left for Singapore the LionCity. I'm currently waiting for pictures from Rachel and WenMin so I can elaborate more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the holidays are over. I guess I have to start studying. But... Wait a minute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.resmusica.com/images/david_garrett.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 360px;" src="http://www.resmusica.com/images/david_garrett.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is David Garrett.&lt;br /&gt;He is very sexy.&lt;br /&gt;So sexy, he persuaded Rachel, Kim and I to buy his album.&lt;br /&gt;Out of thousands of other pop albums in That Cd Shop.&lt;br /&gt;I bought a violin album =_______=&lt;br /&gt;This proves he got power lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GBZ61uWv_qA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GBZ61uWv_qA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sexy right!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330641852120779507-8340369212666500200?l=offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/8340369212666500200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330641852120779507&amp;postID=8340369212666500200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/8340369212666500200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/8340369212666500200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/2009/06/last-piece-of-ritz-biscuit.html' title='Last Piece of Ritz Biscuit'/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02529678866197428876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SyXNWTHzZeI/AAAAAAAABCQ/-zH7Tj0YJT4/S220/Carmen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330641852120779507.post-6564777567250182719</id><published>2009-05-27T21:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T21:19:15.307+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Truth Hurts, The Lies 're Worse</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You can't play on broken strings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You can't feel anything,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that your heart does not want to feel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Broken Strings, by &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;James Morrison &amp;amp; Nelly Furtado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great song.&lt;br /&gt;Awesome lyrics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Its the last chance to feel again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;James Morrison is a genius.&lt;br /&gt;I bet he knew how to cope with exam stress.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330641852120779507-6564777567250182719?l=offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/6564777567250182719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330641852120779507&amp;postID=6564777567250182719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/6564777567250182719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/6564777567250182719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/2009/05/truth-hurts-lies-re-worse.html' title='The Truth Hurts, The Lies &apos;re Worse'/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02529678866197428876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SyXNWTHzZeI/AAAAAAAABCQ/-zH7Tj0YJT4/S220/Carmen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330641852120779507.post-8164859872344956345</id><published>2009-05-26T23:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T23:34:52.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Obstacles We Don't Foresee</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Have faith.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330641852120779507-8164859872344956345?l=offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/8164859872344956345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330641852120779507&amp;postID=8164859872344956345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/8164859872344956345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/8164859872344956345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/2009/05/obstacles-we-dont-foresee.html' title='Obstacles We Don&apos;t Foresee'/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02529678866197428876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SyXNWTHzZeI/AAAAAAAABCQ/-zH7Tj0YJT4/S220/Carmen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330641852120779507.post-7037336186346901177</id><published>2009-05-25T00:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T00:42:46.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Under Pressure</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ujk9GTedwW8/R-4n2QI0KXI/AAAAAAAAH_Q/dgsMaaJOCtY/s400/SSCS_Picture_of_Dead_Seals_01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ujk9GTedwW8/R-4n2QI0KXI/AAAAAAAAH_Q/dgsMaaJOCtY/s400/SSCS_Picture_of_Dead_Seals_01.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Okay.&lt;br /&gt;Take a look at the picture.&lt;br /&gt;Grossed out? Disgusted? Feel like killing those people who did that?&lt;br /&gt;Well, the picture is just one side of the story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the killing of seals, an annual event in Canada.&lt;br /&gt;Animal rights organisations protest over this event every year too. Why?&lt;br /&gt;Okay, not ALL animal rights organisations. Lets take PETA.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, PETA the organisation that encourages people to protest on the streets naked.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, that PETA.&lt;br /&gt;PETA says its  cruel to skin the seals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why don't they go protest not to skin cows? Not to break chicken necks?&lt;br /&gt;300,000 seals get mauled every year,&lt;br /&gt;but seals in the Canadian coast are overpopulated.&lt;br /&gt;If seals are going to be extinct, fine protest for all I care.&lt;br /&gt;But the very fact is, seals are overpopulated.&lt;br /&gt;Seals are eating up so many fishes that the fishermen have nothing to fish =.=&lt;br /&gt;The way chickens and cows and pigs are slaughtered are way worse than this.&lt;br /&gt;Thats why I say its not cruel to kill seals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One reason people protest is because seals are cute. Kawaii. QQ. Comel.&lt;br /&gt;Just because seals are cute doesn't mean its cruel to kill them.&lt;br /&gt;Its just the human nature that thinks cute animals should not be killed.&lt;br /&gt;Although I agree that the pictures are just toooo cute,&lt;br /&gt;that you don't really want to kill them :/&lt;br /&gt;For example,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lemurking.files.wordpress.com/2009/04/baby-seal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 336px; height: 261px;" src="http://lemurking.files.wordpress.com/2009/04/baby-seal.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rmv8_LME73o/SWViHhT3tZI/AAAAAAAABuQ/tTPXF3E55r8/s400/purplefrog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rmv8_LME73o/SWViHhT3tZI/AAAAAAAABuQ/tTPXF3E55r8/s400/purplefrog.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which of those two would you rather see killed?&lt;br /&gt;The bottom is actually the Purple Frog. An endangered species.&lt;br /&gt;Its 5% of the seal population.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And which one would you kill?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. I'm also doing this to prove I'm not a bimbo lah. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330641852120779507-7037336186346901177?l=offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/7037336186346901177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330641852120779507&amp;postID=7037336186346901177' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/7037336186346901177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/7037336186346901177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/2009/05/under-pressure.html' title='Under Pressure'/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02529678866197428876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SyXNWTHzZeI/AAAAAAAABCQ/-zH7Tj0YJT4/S220/Carmen.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ujk9GTedwW8/R-4n2QI0KXI/AAAAAAAAH_Q/dgsMaaJOCtY/s72-c/SSCS_Picture_of_Dead_Seals_01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330641852120779507.post-651829567304923629</id><published>2009-05-22T22:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T23:58:39.991+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Self Discovery Mission</title><content type='html'>Hello people!&lt;br /&gt;I'm not in the most comfortable mood right now.&lt;br /&gt;In fact, I have this swollen gum at the back of my mouth.&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere  around the last tooth T.T&lt;br /&gt;AND IT JUST STARTED BLEEDING T.T&lt;br /&gt;Anyone experienced this before? Help me.&lt;br /&gt;It hurts too. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,&lt;br /&gt;Refer to the title of my post.&lt;br /&gt;Yes that's right,&lt;br /&gt;I'm embarking on a &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;mission&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Event: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carmen's Self-Discovery Mission&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Participants: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone who reads this blog on purpose or stumbled upon it. Please participate if and only if &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;you know me&lt;/span&gt;. Not necessarily personally, but you have heard of me before or seen me before, at the very least. Cause I can't have people who don't know me do this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Purpose of this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Carmen is a tad bit blur about herself. She just wants to know herself in the perspective of others, ie. what other people think of her. By the end of this whole mission, she hopes to get to know herself better, keep up her good features and fix her flaws (hope there's not too many though =.= )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;How is this Going to Work:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, Carmen is going to put up a new poll at the side of this blog every two weeks or so and pose a question. You guys just have to look at the question, evaluate her and vote. This is where the 'must at least seen or heard of me' part comes in. Carmen can't possibly have you judge her if you don't know her right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;A Few Gentle Reminders:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carmen would really, reaaalllly appreciate every honest answer. Don't lah purposely click some other stupid answer just because you hate her or something okay! T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;'Is Carmen a vegetable?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't lah click&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;YES.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T____T Unless you really think I'm a vegetable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway, this whole mission is suppose to help me improve myself as an individual, as a team player, as a partner, as a daughter, as a sister, as a classmate, as a debater, as an Interactor... You get the drill. So please, answer truthfully  and nothing else but the truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;How Long is This Going To Last?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I hope to achieve all the answers I want to get by the end of this year. At the end of this year, I'll compile all the questions I've asked and see how I fare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, deal? Do me a favour and collect karma? =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, first question.&lt;br /&gt;Quite infamous one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;'IS CARMEN A BIMBO?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note the question properly okay. I asked, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;am I a bimbo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Not &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;'do I look like a bimbo?'&lt;/span&gt; As in, do I really act like one, sound like one? Just because I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;look&lt;/span&gt; bimbo doesn't mean I am one, so there's a clear difference between those two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those that still don't know whats a bimbo... I am too lazy to explain so &lt;a href="http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/2009/02/tolerate.html"&gt;click here. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get your definitions clear first okay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you very much for your kind attention, you will be blessed with happiness and 7 kids for voting on the right side of this blog. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330641852120779507-651829567304923629?l=offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/651829567304923629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330641852120779507&amp;postID=651829567304923629' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/651829567304923629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/651829567304923629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/2009/05/self-discovery-mission.html' title='Self Discovery Mission'/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02529678866197428876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SyXNWTHzZeI/AAAAAAAABCQ/-zH7Tj0YJT4/S220/Carmen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330641852120779507.post-4848700965060630980</id><published>2009-05-20T00:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T00:52:53.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everybody Wants The Truth, But The Truth Isn't Even Real.</title><content type='html'>The only thing worse than;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a. Being born in a war-torn country&lt;br /&gt;b. Being force fed vegetables for life&lt;br /&gt;c. Being murdered with a chainsaw&lt;br /&gt;d. NOT being murdered by the Yakuza&lt;br /&gt;e. Being bedridden but unable to die&lt;br /&gt;f. The feeling of breaking up&lt;br /&gt;g. The feeling upon finding out the person you love cheated on you&lt;br /&gt;h. Being raped&lt;br /&gt;i. Recieving an accusation/insult&lt;br /&gt;j. Not getting what I want (I AM spoilt after all)&lt;br /&gt;k. Not standing up for myself&lt;br /&gt;l. Losing friends&lt;br /&gt;m. Losing tickets to a concert =____=&lt;br /&gt;n. Getting disowned by my parents for getting bad results&lt;br /&gt;o. Being broke and then seeing something I want to eat. T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... is having a &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;mosquito bite&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;... ON THE SOLE OF MY RIGHT FEET.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;T____T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Side note for today:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realise I am so capable of flinging all my emotions out when compromised, without a care in the world. Being a normal human, I'd blame this on something else but not myself. This time, I'll blame it on low emotional quotient. I'm sorry to Zean, Prashanth, David and all the affected rest of the lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330641852120779507-4848700965060630980?l=offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/4848700965060630980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330641852120779507&amp;postID=4848700965060630980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/4848700965060630980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/4848700965060630980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/2009/05/everybody-wants-truth-but-truth-isnt.html' title='Everybody Wants The Truth, But The Truth Isn&apos;t Even Real.'/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02529678866197428876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SyXNWTHzZeI/AAAAAAAABCQ/-zH7Tj0YJT4/S220/Carmen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330641852120779507.post-8657591296946572423</id><published>2009-05-17T17:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T18:06:03.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Want To Smell Like Roses, Not a Baseball Team</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Hello!&lt;br /&gt;Had a blast last night, and still having!&lt;br /&gt;First and foremost, since I didn't do so during the actual date.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY SMASHIN' SWEET SEXY SIXTEEN KLOTHILDA LIM!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D Oh man, it actually rhymes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awzumm.&lt;br /&gt;Her gathering was no less awzumm too (:&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for dinner, Klot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh.&lt;br /&gt;I figured an all time trick for lazy bummers like me already!&lt;br /&gt;So if you're as lazy as me, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ATTENTION OKAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, its not my trick.&lt;br /&gt;My &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;friend who shall not be named&lt;/span&gt; taught me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very awzumm one ok.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, don't freak out.&lt;br /&gt;But I'm so lazy, I haven't washed my school shoes for at least,&lt;br /&gt;2 to 3 months already?&lt;br /&gt;At least 2 months.&lt;br /&gt;I know =____________________=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So feel free to use your imagination.&lt;br /&gt;Imagine how dirty my shoes are =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't stand going to school another Monday with dirty school shoes again,&lt;br /&gt;so I did the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;unthinkable&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;The&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; forbidden&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;deadly&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Insane&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;I skipped the washing, and proceeded to whitening the shoe straight away.&lt;br /&gt;And it actually turns out white!&lt;br /&gt;As if I just washed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.myairshoes.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/07/nike-air-ultra-force-01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 375px; height: 279px;" src="http://www.myairshoes.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/07/nike-air-ultra-force-01.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Now it looks like that.&lt;br /&gt;REALLY!&lt;br /&gt;Even whiter than after washing! :D&lt;br /&gt;I confirm saw it shining lehh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha and then right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Mum&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Dad &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;*whitening shoe happily*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Eh look, your daughter crazy one! You see what's she doing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;*peers inside washroom*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eh dear, I did that too when I was young!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;*silence* *hopeless sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;HAHAHAHAHHAAHHAHAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i30.twenga.com/3/tp/95/92/8256167566488239592vb.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 290px; height: 290px;" src="http://i30.twenga.com/3/tp/95/92/8256167566488239592vb.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;OH HAIL AWZUMM SHOE WHITENER!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330641852120779507-8657591296946572423?l=offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/8657591296946572423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330641852120779507&amp;postID=8657591296946572423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/8657591296946572423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/8657591296946572423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-want-to-smell-like-roses-not-baseball.html' title='I Want To Smell Like Roses, Not a Baseball Team'/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02529678866197428876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SyXNWTHzZeI/AAAAAAAABCQ/-zH7Tj0YJT4/S220/Carmen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330641852120779507.post-9185676566925170071</id><published>2009-05-15T09:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T10:02:26.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Attack of the Zombie Trainee Teachers</title><content type='html'>There's a batch of trainee teachers in school lately.&lt;br /&gt;I think they're doing their Practical exam or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not being mean, I know they're inexperienced but.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;HELLO MY MIDTERMS ARE COMING!&lt;br /&gt;IF THEY CONTINUE TEACHING,&lt;br /&gt;MY MIDTERMS ARE SCREWED!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I understand that they're new and they don't know how to teach.&lt;br /&gt;I actually pity them cause they get bullied alot.&lt;br /&gt;Like in my class =___=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She punished JesCee by asking her to clap her hands for a minute.&lt;br /&gt;For those of you who know Jess.&lt;br /&gt;Obviously, she went and happily clap.&lt;br /&gt;Made the teacher so pissed,&lt;br /&gt;I confirm got smoke come out of her ear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.fotosearch.com/bthumb/BLD/BLD016/jlhh_021906_2335b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 170px; height: 113px;" src="http://www.fotosearch.com/bthumb/BLD/BLD016/jlhh_021906_2335b.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yes, like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And HAHAHAHAHA Klothie's story.&lt;br /&gt;Our trainee teacher misunderstood her.&lt;br /&gt;Klothie was shaking her head,&lt;br /&gt;because she was playing with Michelle.&lt;br /&gt;And the teacher went and thought she didn't understand Math.&lt;br /&gt;=____________= made her come out and do math.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most humiliating incident yet?&lt;br /&gt;Happened to Michelle and I.&lt;br /&gt;In Chemistry yesterday, (another trainee)&lt;br /&gt;I was braiding Michelle's hair =.= for the fun of it.&lt;br /&gt;The teacher tried to put on a scary look,&lt;br /&gt;and asked "what are you two doing?"&lt;br /&gt;We stoned and stared at each other =______=&lt;br /&gt;and everyone else was laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually now, thinking of it, I have no idea what was so funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These teachers right.&lt;br /&gt;They TRY to be scary, but fail.&lt;br /&gt;Their wannabe scariness makes them seem funny and loser-ish.&lt;br /&gt;Sad teachers.&lt;br /&gt;I pray for them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330641852120779507-9185676566925170071?l=offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/9185676566925170071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330641852120779507&amp;postID=9185676566925170071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/9185676566925170071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/9185676566925170071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/2009/05/attack-of-zombie-trainee-teachers.html' title='Attack of the Zombie Trainee Teachers'/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02529678866197428876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SyXNWTHzZeI/AAAAAAAABCQ/-zH7Tj0YJT4/S220/Carmen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330641852120779507.post-6720176348899754374</id><published>2009-05-13T23:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T09:50:46.637+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Motion</title><content type='html'>Ever felt like you got punched in the guts repeatedly, til your lungs burst, bones break, ligaments torn, teeth came out, eyeballs popped out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.bewell.com/uploadedimages/users/13070/SadFace.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 317px; height: 300px;" src="http://www.bewell.com/uploadedimages/users/13070/SadFace.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not stopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;Until I'm the best.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I will prove you wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure my team thinks so too. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330641852120779507-6720176348899754374?l=offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/6720176348899754374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330641852120779507&amp;postID=6720176348899754374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/6720176348899754374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/6720176348899754374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/2009/05/motion.html' title='The Motion'/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02529678866197428876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SyXNWTHzZeI/AAAAAAAABCQ/-zH7Tj0YJT4/S220/Carmen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330641852120779507.post-6691244172219121004</id><published>2009-05-11T01:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T01:41:03.845+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Covalent Bonds</title><content type='html'>So right.&lt;br /&gt;I'm up again at 1.22am copying Chemistry notes.&lt;br /&gt;Life is wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to list a few things I want to do by the end of this year.&lt;br /&gt;Okay here goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Carmen's List&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. Join a cooking class perhaps during the Nov/Dec holidays.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Basically, I just want to join this to prove to myself and my family members and well, basically everyone who looks down on me that I can cook. The worse part of this, is after going to the class and I still fail to cook up a mediocre dish. That would be downright humiliating. Good part of this though, I successfully learn to whip a few dishes out. And who knows? I might be some star chef some day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. Go on retail therapy due to depression&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Yeah, believe it or not, no I've never been shopping just to cure sadnness. I want to see how it feels like. For example, spending big bucks on a few dresses and shoes after failing Chemistry, or blow dying my hair for no apparent reason just because I have a guy dilemma. That kind of thing you know!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;3. Get a few strikes in bowling lah, c'mon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Is it just me or my hand's natural curve lines won't balance out the aerodynamics of wind at an angle of 278 degrees with a magnitude of 136w/mph? =.= I made that up. Its just that I can't get strikes in bowling lah, and you know. The feeling of striking would be awsum!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;4. Go diving in Sipadan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;I have no idea how long I've been ranting about this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;I want to go to Sipadan!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;I want to go diving in Sipadan!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;I've been saying this for a year already at least.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;5. Bake a cake for someone I care for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;And obviously the cake will taste nice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;I'm just putting my oven to good use here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;6. Meet a hot guy with either the name &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sebastian&lt;/span&gt; or&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Nathaniel&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Just seeing how far this list can take me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;=.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;7. Balance my whole life out properly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;That includes church, school, family, activities and everything in between.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeap thats my list, for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330641852120779507-6691244172219121004?l=offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/6691244172219121004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330641852120779507&amp;postID=6691244172219121004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/6691244172219121004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/6691244172219121004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/2009/05/covalent-bonds.html' title='Covalent Bonds'/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02529678866197428876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SyXNWTHzZeI/AAAAAAAABCQ/-zH7Tj0YJT4/S220/Carmen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330641852120779507.post-3581286362910099718</id><published>2009-05-10T14:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T23:36:34.728+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fearless</title><content type='html'>Hello!&lt;br /&gt;Loads of things have been happening lately.&lt;br /&gt;I feel somewhat depressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Midterms in a few weeks, and well.&lt;br /&gt;Every typical teenager will tell you,&lt;br /&gt;no I have not taken out my books yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, that's me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Some editing here// You know right, when i say 'yeah, that's me' up there right. I wasn't referring myself to Taylor Swift in the picture below ok =.= apparently JiaLing thought I was saying that. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NO!&lt;/span&gt; I perasan also put Jessica Alba or something lah ok, Taylor too skinny. I just put her there for fun, because I just heard her song and I thought it was quite nice.&lt;/span&gt; (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.starpulse.com/Photos/Previews/Taylor-Swift-b01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 241px; height: 361px;" src="http://images.starpulse.com/Photos/Previews/Taylor-Swift-b01.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Okay lah.&lt;br /&gt;I shall try doing something productive today.&lt;br /&gt;So enjoy a picture of Taylor Swift.&lt;br /&gt;=____________=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330641852120779507-3581286362910099718?l=offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/3581286362910099718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330641852120779507&amp;postID=3581286362910099718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/3581286362910099718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/3581286362910099718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/2009/05/fearless.html' title='Fearless'/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02529678866197428876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SyXNWTHzZeI/AAAAAAAABCQ/-zH7Tj0YJT4/S220/Carmen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330641852120779507.post-5126653143391540502</id><published>2009-05-09T23:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T00:10:33.124+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So, Stop and Listen to MY Post.</title><content type='html'>Since you wanted it this way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You took away your rights to beg.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not doing this because I'm traumatised.&lt;br /&gt;I'm far from it because I felt nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm doing it because I'm alert now.&lt;br /&gt;I see things clearly now.&lt;br /&gt;I understand the consequences of not doing it.&lt;br /&gt;I know I need to exercise my right.&lt;br /&gt;I have to stand up for my own because if I don't,&lt;br /&gt;no one will and you'll get your way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I wouldn't want to be blamed for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and :)&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Aliens&lt;/span&gt; got back their throne.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330641852120779507-5126653143391540502?l=offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/5126653143391540502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330641852120779507&amp;postID=5126653143391540502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/5126653143391540502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/5126653143391540502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/2009/05/so-stop-and-listen-to-my-post.html' title='So, Stop and Listen to MY Post.'/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02529678866197428876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SyXNWTHzZeI/AAAAAAAABCQ/-zH7Tj0YJT4/S220/Carmen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330641852120779507.post-7555203939115452309</id><published>2009-05-03T19:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T22:16:02.277+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Charlie the Unicorn</title><content type='html'>If I can't have you, I don't want nobody, baby.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;BeeGees&lt;/span&gt;, or if you prefer, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Adam Lambert&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, hopefully for now.&lt;br /&gt;Everything will be less hectic.&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing much for this week,&lt;br /&gt;except for &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;SportsDay&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Initially wanted to join marching too,&lt;br /&gt;but turns out I'm human.&lt;br /&gt;I have to learn to tone down, to be in the background.&lt;br /&gt;Not to get involved in every single thing.&lt;br /&gt;I have to patch up friendships, relationships, my whole life.&lt;br /&gt;I've missed out, and now its time to find some things back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't get me wrong, this isn't an emotional post.&lt;br /&gt;Its a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;determined &lt;/span&gt;post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right, on to other things on my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First watch this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Q5im0Ssyyus&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Q5im0Ssyyus&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This.&lt;br /&gt;Introduced by a friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then along came &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;KahJo&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Complaining about some cooking competition thing.&lt;br /&gt;He named his dish &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;Erotic Chicken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=_____________=&lt;br /&gt;I don't blame him for not winning.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, Jo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fong Kah Jo CHS says:&lt;br /&gt;but sumth similiar to erotic chicken 1&lt;br /&gt;its lyk a combo set&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;! Carmendash- says:&lt;br /&gt;die lah&lt;br /&gt;i got nightmare d&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fong Kah Jo CHS says:&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;! Carmendash- says:&lt;br /&gt;after the chicken stand up and haunt me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fong Kah Jo CHS says:&lt;br /&gt;suddenly the chicken take 1 knife&lt;br /&gt;den&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;carrrmeeeeennnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;carmeeeeeeeeeeeen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;lets go to chicken moun'ain!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;! Carmendash- says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fong Kah Jo CHS says:&lt;br /&gt;my chicken arh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that is the end of Charlie the Unicorn, Kah Jo's erotic chicken and the start of all my nightmares. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, no nightmare yet. Chinese homework first.&lt;br /&gt;Worse than nightmares.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330641852120779507-7555203939115452309?l=offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/7555203939115452309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330641852120779507&amp;postID=7555203939115452309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/7555203939115452309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/7555203939115452309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/2009/05/charlie-unicorn.html' title='Charlie the Unicorn'/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02529678866197428876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SyXNWTHzZeI/AAAAAAAABCQ/-zH7Tj0YJT4/S220/Carmen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330641852120779507.post-2237976779543162584</id><published>2009-04-23T03:15:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T03:49:06.551+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What Can You Do With Imagination?</title><content type='html'>At &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;3.16am&lt;/span&gt; I am all out of inspiration,&lt;br /&gt;and so I shall resort to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;googling&lt;/span&gt; quotes,&lt;br /&gt;and putting it as my title.&lt;br /&gt;Okay lets see what I found.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh lets choose a category (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Imagination&lt;/span&gt; LOL okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay okay, this one so cool, you'll &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;freeze&lt;/span&gt; man.&lt;br /&gt;HEHE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" class="body"&gt;Imagination rules the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-Napoleon Bonaparte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D Chunted or what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" class="body"&gt;The man who has no imagination has no wings.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="bodybold"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;- Mohamad Ali&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One last one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" class="body"&gt;You can't wait for inspiration. You have to go after it with a club.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Jack London&lt;/span&gt; rocks lah. Whoever that is. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note,&lt;br /&gt;I don't want a big bungalow to live in when I grow up.&lt;br /&gt;:) I just want a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;penthouse&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to talk about today,&lt;br /&gt;so I'll let the pictures speak for themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;OH MY GOODNESS THAT LINE IS SO CLICHE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Change!&lt;br /&gt;My pictures will start blabbering (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/Se9yjTOPsII/AAAAAAAAA40/854BGlhCj3Y/s1600-h/Image005k.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/Se9yjTOPsII/AAAAAAAAA40/854BGlhCj3Y/s400/Image005k.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327602834983596162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;O.O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; at the fact there are people who buy apples for an impractical price of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;three bucks&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Not that I'm unhappy they bought it! :D&lt;br /&gt;I'm actually glad there are crazy people like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/Se9xcVoWwdI/AAAAAAAAA4U/TK3NQHIjAhc/s1600-h/Image014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/Se9xcVoWwdI/AAAAAAAAA4U/TK3NQHIjAhc/s400/Image014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327601615859270098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well, humans and plants. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/Se9xcI9s8XI/AAAAAAAAA4M/sSIwDMBjDgk/s1600-h/Klcc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/Se9xcI9s8XI/AAAAAAAAA4M/sSIwDMBjDgk/s400/Klcc.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327601612459143538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the minimum view I want from my future penthouse.&lt;br /&gt;Or somewhere equivalent to this.&lt;br /&gt;oh, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cantik&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/Se9xcNVJNSI/AAAAAAAAA4E/Rc2-tXyuhDw/s1600-h/Image013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/Se9xcNVJNSI/AAAAAAAAA4E/Rc2-tXyuhDw/s400/Image013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327601613631206690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Earth Day! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/Se9yNeXB0LI/AAAAAAAAA4s/7kblLH32RK4/s1600-h/Image002k.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/Se9yNeXB0LI/AAAAAAAAA4s/7kblLH32RK4/s400/Image002k.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327602460016103602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh and lastly right, whoever can guess this location.&lt;br /&gt;Gets a pack of instant noodles from me, FOR FREE :D&lt;br /&gt;Okay ?&lt;br /&gt;You have time starting from now until the next time I blog.&lt;br /&gt;So, if you see me, tell me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330641852120779507-2237976779543162584?l=offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/2237976779543162584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330641852120779507&amp;postID=2237976779543162584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/2237976779543162584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/2237976779543162584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/2009/04/what-can-you-do-with-imagination.html' title='What Can You Do With Imagination?'/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02529678866197428876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SyXNWTHzZeI/AAAAAAAABCQ/-zH7Tj0YJT4/S220/Carmen.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/Se9yjTOPsII/AAAAAAAAA40/854BGlhCj3Y/s72-c/Image005k.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330641852120779507.post-4989809643854602900</id><published>2009-04-19T23:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T00:01:23.625+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Yakuza Says It All.</title><content type='html'>Well, in &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Shinjuku Incident&lt;/span&gt; anyway.&lt;br /&gt;I think its an awesome show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Gory&lt;/span&gt;, but not too gory.&lt;br /&gt;And the Yakuza totally rock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jackie Chan was so-so lah in the movie, like whatever lah.&lt;br /&gt;But I like &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Daniel Wu&lt;/span&gt;. Sexy.&lt;br /&gt;And I like the Yakuza. Yakuza Yakuza Yakuza.&lt;br /&gt;Chun-ted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me show you Daniel Wu in the movie.&lt;br /&gt;Quite interesting, his style there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i1.sinaimg.cn/ent/m/c/2009-03-17/U2507P28T3D2423914F326DT20090317103901.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 470px; height: 310px;" src="http://i1.sinaimg.cn/ent/m/c/2009-03-17/U2507P28T3D2423914F326DT20090317103901.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There you go!&lt;br /&gt;This was his post-trauma look.&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to spoil anything for Pei, so yeap.&lt;br /&gt;Enough about Shinjuku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, the Yakuza rock!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;Young Enterprise Production Session.&lt;br /&gt;Wasn't bad lah, I think I did my part.&lt;br /&gt;Apples are fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SetJpTVdc4I/AAAAAAAAA3E/xyZdPTL6BFY/s1600-h/6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SetJpTVdc4I/AAAAAAAAA3E/xyZdPTL6BFY/s400/6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326431958209491842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SetJo_fci9I/AAAAAAAAA28/7GaR0MhcU38/s1600-h/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SetJo_fci9I/AAAAAAAAA28/7GaR0MhcU38/s400/5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326431952882666450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SetJoxvTflI/AAAAAAAAA20/IYfwAhFs5c4/s1600-h/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SetJoxvTflI/AAAAAAAAA20/IYfwAhFs5c4/s400/4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326431949191085650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lousy pictures.&lt;br /&gt;But what can you expect coming from a 2 megapixel phone?&lt;br /&gt;Interact project to Old Folks' Home in the afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;Had a genuinely fun time there, actually.&lt;br /&gt;Surprisingly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are the odds for me this week?&lt;br /&gt;For everything.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330641852120779507-4989809643854602900?l=offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/4989809643854602900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330641852120779507&amp;postID=4989809643854602900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/4989809643854602900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/4989809643854602900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/2009/04/yakuza-says-it-all.html' title='The Yakuza Says It All.'/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02529678866197428876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SyXNWTHzZeI/AAAAAAAABCQ/-zH7Tj0YJT4/S220/Carmen.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SetJpTVdc4I/AAAAAAAAA3E/xyZdPTL6BFY/s72-c/6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330641852120779507.post-5647970135281636023</id><published>2009-04-16T00:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T02:33:59.669+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Like Gum , Sticky and Elastic.</title><content type='html'>I personally think,&lt;br /&gt;30 years later when I look back,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Form 4&lt;/span&gt; will definitely be the most memorable year.&lt;br /&gt;When I say memorable, there's good and bad in it.&lt;br /&gt;Whatever it is, I &lt;u&gt;definitely&lt;/u&gt; will appreciate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Form Four isn't like the past few years.&lt;br /&gt;Its &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;less relaxing&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;more tense&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;fast paced&lt;/span&gt; (in fact so fast if you can't run, you'll get left behind).&lt;br /&gt;Typical student life?&lt;br /&gt;Behind the scenes, there's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;alot &lt;/span&gt;more to it.&lt;br /&gt;(Okay I'll be straightforward &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;cause I feel very the somehow passionate about this issue today, 12.28 am to be exact.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's alot of &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;gossip&lt;/span&gt; first of all.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not proud, but I admit I do indulge in gossiping along with friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Gossip&lt;/span&gt;, you don't know whether its the truth or not.&lt;br /&gt;But when you &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;gossip&lt;/span&gt;, you really find &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;pleasure&lt;/span&gt; in doing so.&lt;br /&gt;In fact, there are times you find it very hard to control.&lt;br /&gt;Its like a drug actually.&lt;br /&gt;It&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; is&lt;/span&gt; bad, for the party being talked about.&lt;br /&gt;To all the people who start to judge me right this instant,&lt;br /&gt;you can think however you want.&lt;br /&gt;But &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;gossip&lt;/span&gt;ing is an integral part of a girl's life.&lt;br /&gt;In high school, there's&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; no way&lt;/span&gt; you can escape it, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;however hard you try&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;In fact, I've come to terms a long long time ago.&lt;br /&gt;There WILL be people who gossip about me.&lt;br /&gt;And I definitely WILL gossip about people.&lt;br /&gt;Its not nice to be talked about in a bad way honestly, but its not under anyone's control.&lt;br /&gt;Not to say I don't mind being gossiped about, I've just (hopefully) come to terms with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;activities&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Really tiring in fact.&lt;br /&gt;This is where the term&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; 'fast paced and tensed'&lt;/span&gt; comes in.&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea since when I put myself in so many activities.&lt;br /&gt;They just somehow land in front of your face and go, 'pick me up and start doing it'.&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, I have &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Debate,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Ye,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Librarian's Board,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;GFC&lt;/span&gt; and a few more all thrust in front of me.&lt;br /&gt;In April there are 30 days, and out of these 30, I'm not in school for 11 days.&lt;br /&gt;There's no time to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;breathe&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;And 2nd terms are in May.&lt;br /&gt;I am so amazing I amaze myself. (joke okay?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;peer pressure&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I know everyone faces peer pressure.&lt;br /&gt;And some people will start saying 'so what? I face it too =.='&lt;br /&gt;But the thing is.&lt;br /&gt;I have to live up to the expectations of my parents,&lt;br /&gt;and at the same time maintain friendship with certain people I treasure.&lt;br /&gt;I have some really well off friends, and I'm not slumdog poor, but in that aspect, I lose to most of my friends.&lt;br /&gt;I have some genius friends, and although I don't consider myself below average, I&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; still&lt;/span&gt; lose to most of my friends.&lt;br /&gt;I have some extrovert friends, and I can talk to people, but I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;still&lt;/span&gt; lose out to alot of my friends.&lt;br /&gt;I have sporty friends, I don't suck in sports, but I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;still&lt;/span&gt; lose to quite a number of friends.&lt;br /&gt;Conclusion, &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;I can say I'm just average, with a scary number of people ahead of me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fourthly, friends.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not a social butterfly or anything, really.&lt;br /&gt;In Form Four, I guess I know more people compared to the years before.&lt;br /&gt;(Aiyah this is quite stupid. Where got people know lesser people while growing older? =.=)&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I have normal hi-bye friends, good friends, and&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; two closest girlfriends&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;There's also crushes and boyfriends and matters of the opposite gender but thats not my focus now.&lt;br /&gt;Today I want to talk about my two really closest friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;Chenlynn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ja58fUmcwL4/Sddn_BQGLyI/AAAAAAAABks/SntU6ru6JRs/s200/IMG_5297.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ja58fUmcwL4/Sddn_BQGLyI/AAAAAAAABks/SntU6ru6JRs/s200/IMG_5297.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SeYinoXtETI/AAAAAAAAA2k/fgm-ALq3RPY/s1600-h/Image007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SeYinoXtETI/AAAAAAAAA2k/fgm-ALq3RPY/s400/Image007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324981673659273522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I lived for 16 years, then it might seem like I've known her for a relatively short time.&lt;br /&gt;One quarter of my life. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Four years&lt;/span&gt;, to be exact.&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I tell her alot of things.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I don't think she realises it though.&lt;br /&gt;She's the type of friend I tell more emotional stuff to, the one I rant to.&lt;br /&gt;She's one person for girls to admire. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Tall, thin,  pretty, smart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We don't really agree on alot of things.&lt;br /&gt;Starting from unimportant things such as taste in guys ie. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Wang Leehom =.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's surprisingly not the hardworking type.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I do think it's unfair because I think I work and study harder than her but she still ends up in better, if not around the same, conditions.&lt;br /&gt;I also think she's very &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;awesome&lt;/span&gt;. :D&lt;br /&gt;After being friends with her for four years,&lt;br /&gt;I can safely say she's random, high, and one heck of a friend.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes though, even if we both don't mention anything, there's a dissatisfied feeling about each other that I think both of us know but are just not willing to confront.&lt;br /&gt;Its happening these days, probably over a few matters.&lt;br /&gt;But thats really unimportant,&lt;br /&gt;because I sincerely think at the end of the day,&lt;br /&gt;we'll still be the best of friends. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;Rachel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z_-pdu3tVuI/Sb9QOuCnGoI/AAAAAAAAALw/88-dC-BPpQM/s400/jason+mraz+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z_-pdu3tVuI/Sb9QOuCnGoI/AAAAAAAAALw/88-dC-BPpQM/s400/jason+mraz+004.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SeYinj6dMWI/AAAAAAAAA2s/p8-KT-8MYSw/s1600-h/Image011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SeYinj6dMWI/AAAAAAAAA2s/p8-KT-8MYSw/s400/Image011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324981672462856546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's the longest friend I've ever met.&lt;br /&gt;11 years and still on.&lt;br /&gt;I only became close to her in Form One but that doesn't matter.&lt;br /&gt;She's the most &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;carefree, outgoing, happy&lt;/span&gt; girl I think I will ever know my entire life.&lt;br /&gt;If all you emo people want to envy someone, she's that someone.&lt;br /&gt;She never gets upset over tiny matters and hardly gets angry over anyone for a long period of time.&lt;br /&gt;In my 11 years of knowing her, unlike normal best friends, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;we have NEVER argued&lt;/span&gt; =.=&lt;br /&gt;She has a life motto: live life to the fullest, because life's too short.&lt;br /&gt;Thats why I can say she's my &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;spontaneous&lt;/span&gt; partner.&lt;br /&gt;We talk alot, about fashion to guys to food to school to our future to... everything.&lt;br /&gt;We do alot of things in common. ie. joining the same clubs.&lt;br /&gt;We even have a common goal for our future education (actually, more of she inspired me to go for it =.=)&lt;br /&gt;I'm really glad I have such a friend who waits with me almost every evening for transport.&lt;br /&gt;There's not much to describe her, because you have to know her your ownself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sincerely &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; my two close friends.&lt;br /&gt;With this, refer to the post title.&lt;br /&gt;Thats what I think friends are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight, or rather, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;good morning&lt;/span&gt;. (2.33am)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330641852120779507-5647970135281636023?l=offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/5647970135281636023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330641852120779507&amp;postID=5647970135281636023' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/5647970135281636023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/5647970135281636023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/2009/04/like-gum-sticky-and-elastic.html' title='Like Gum , Sticky and Elastic.'/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02529678866197428876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SyXNWTHzZeI/AAAAAAAABCQ/-zH7Tj0YJT4/S220/Carmen.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ja58fUmcwL4/Sddn_BQGLyI/AAAAAAAABks/SntU6ru6JRs/s72-c/IMG_5297.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330641852120779507.post-3596228519253717380</id><published>2009-04-14T23:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T01:20:42.638+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Opinions are words, and words matter.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;I still think its not a wise decision,&lt;br /&gt;but its your choice, and yours only.&lt;br /&gt;You made it, we witnessed it, whatever happens you deal with it.&lt;br /&gt;Don't run away.&lt;br /&gt;That's one piece of good advice, in my opinion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hence, blog title.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to things today.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, people who know me well will know I can be very spontaneous in certain situations.&lt;br /&gt;If you gave me a parashoot to jump down from some cliff, I'd do it.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, so today Rachel and I had to go to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Help&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;It was Rachel's virgin LRT ride =______=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;'eh got aircon one ar?'&lt;/span&gt; Rachel Gan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Landed in some, interesting part of Bangsar.&lt;br /&gt;Kinda reminded me of the freaky Sentul walk from ICC last time.&lt;br /&gt;Just not as bad.&lt;br /&gt;Found a nice Chinese uncle working at Shell, asked him randomly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;'you dong xi chi mar zhe li?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there anything to eat around here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, he pointed in one direction and we followed. Soon after, we found a mamak stall. Got some foodies to eat, and drank some weird concoction of a drink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay lah, I very the no oomph to go on explaining every single detail of my journey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, we tried to get on the &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;T643 &lt;/span&gt;or was it T645? bus but failed. I don't know whats up with bus drivers who on all the lights inside the bus, the engine is definitely roaring, there's soot coming out from its rear ends, but the feller isn't in the bus. =____= confirm got problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then hailed a cab to &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;DamansaraH&lt;/span&gt;. My sense of direction also confirm got problem. I somehow asked the taxi to stop at the gigantic carpark, so us two weak, meek girls had to brace the harsh weather conditions (no lah, just a little rain, but I like to dramatise ar.) to get to the main campus. Finally got there all cold and shivery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to say, Help is cool lor.&lt;br /&gt;Looks like some high tech hospital.&lt;br /&gt;Seems well facilitated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;debate&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Not too bad.&lt;br /&gt;Got McD chocolate sundae.&lt;br /&gt;Went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;Chinese tuition.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Felt really lethargic then.&lt;br /&gt;Until the teacher came up with some interesting optical illusion thing.&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I love &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;msn&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330641852120779507-3596228519253717380?l=offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/3596228519253717380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330641852120779507&amp;postID=3596228519253717380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/3596228519253717380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/3596228519253717380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/2009/04/opinions-are-words-and-words-matter.html' title='Opinions are words, and words matter.'/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02529678866197428876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SyXNWTHzZeI/AAAAAAAABCQ/-zH7Tj0YJT4/S220/Carmen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330641852120779507.post-2106182123719718918</id><published>2009-04-02T23:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T23:29:53.084+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So, I'm Sailing.</title><content type='html'>Wooh!&lt;br /&gt;Today was, productive =D&lt;br /&gt;Better than yesterday for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really tired.&lt;br /&gt;I've not been going to class for four days in a row.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been nothing but demanding lately to all my friends.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry. Really, to all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. One more line before I end.&lt;br /&gt;I've got soul, but I'm not a soldier LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330641852120779507-2106182123719718918?l=offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/2106182123719718918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330641852120779507&amp;postID=2106182123719718918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/2106182123719718918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/2106182123719718918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/2009/04/so-im-sailing.html' title='So, I&apos;m Sailing.'/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02529678866197428876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SyXNWTHzZeI/AAAAAAAABCQ/-zH7Tj0YJT4/S220/Carmen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330641852120779507.post-1472156430947918109</id><published>2009-04-01T22:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T22:53:40.867+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You Know It's The Worse April Fools ever...</title><content type='html'>... when there's no joke about anything.&lt;br /&gt;Just plain, realistic, painful truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevermind, there's still tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;And if tomorrow doesn't work out,&lt;br /&gt;Well, next April Fool's then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) Thank you I say.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330641852120779507-1472156430947918109?l=offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/1472156430947918109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330641852120779507&amp;postID=1472156430947918109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/1472156430947918109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/1472156430947918109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/2009/04/you-know-its-worse-april-fools-ever.html' title='You Know It&apos;s The Worse April Fools ever...'/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02529678866197428876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SyXNWTHzZeI/AAAAAAAABCQ/-zH7Tj0YJT4/S220/Carmen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330641852120779507.post-9201129102798741869</id><published>2009-03-26T23:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T23:43:19.112+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Broken Straws</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Hello people who actually read.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Hello to those who don't read this too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't care if you don't read because I just want to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;express&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never been more busy in my life &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lor&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Starting from tomorrow... Correction.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; NOW &lt;/span&gt;actually.&lt;br /&gt;I have &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;debate practices &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;a school event on &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;stupid Addmath tuition on &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sunday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;2 Moral assignments due &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Monday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;a Chemistry folio due &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tuesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;photoshoot duty on &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tuesday&lt;/span&gt; as well&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;debate tournament on &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wednesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;YE meetings on&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Thursday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Sukan Tara on &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Friday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;and lastly a secret agenda yet to be revealed on &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Friday&lt;/span&gt; too&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW ON EARTH CAN MY ONE WEEK BE PACKED? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no understanding for this current situation I'm in.&lt;br /&gt;This seriously sukks to the maximum.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330641852120779507-9201129102798741869?l=offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/9201129102798741869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330641852120779507&amp;postID=9201129102798741869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/9201129102798741869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/9201129102798741869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/2009/03/broken-straws.html' title='Broken Straws'/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02529678866197428876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SyXNWTHzZeI/AAAAAAAABCQ/-zH7Tj0YJT4/S220/Carmen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330641852120779507.post-5468485202236852377</id><published>2009-03-25T23:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T00:32:36.524+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Want To Ride....</title><content type='html'>MY BICYCLE! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Bicycle Race&lt;/span&gt; by &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Queen&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha a song from the 80's I assume but awesome nevertheless.&lt;br /&gt;Man, I like &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Freddie Mercury&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/7/79/FreddieMercurySinging21978.jpg/220px-FreddieMercurySinging21978.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 220px; height: 321px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/7/79/FreddieMercurySinging21978.jpg/220px-FreddieMercurySinging21978.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh, today right.&lt;br /&gt;I have this sudden urge to change my blogskin.&lt;br /&gt;Because a friend said its getting boring =.=&lt;br /&gt;Yealah I take people's comments very seriously one lah.&lt;br /&gt;But its so hard to find a nice blogskin nowadays. Like, seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it ain't the words being so &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;juuper&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;tiny&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;it would be too jumbled up for my taste,&lt;br /&gt;or just too simple it won't work out well.&lt;br /&gt;I like &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;quirky stuff&lt;/span&gt; you know,&lt;br /&gt;not the ordinary. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'm a weird girl just like that =D&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe I'm just really &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;grateful&lt;/span&gt; today.&lt;br /&gt;For everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, the days coming are bound to be interesting.&lt;br /&gt;The coming weeks I mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Results,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;my life as a probationer,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;debates,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;auditions,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;events&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;, Freddie Mercury.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's definitely something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh before I go right, I'm so sien I just have to blog.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna name my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;top 10&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;most romantic songs a guy can sing to a girl ever&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;MY top 10 ok, not anybody else's.&lt;br /&gt;Don't scold me if half of the list is Jason Mraz. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Number 10: Hero by Enrique Iglesias.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Number 9: I'm Yours by the one and only Jason Mraz lah duh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Number 8: I'll Be Waiting by Lenny Kravitz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Number 7: She's So High by Kurt Nielsen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Number 6: Fall For You by Secondhand Serenade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Number 5: The Man Who Can't Be Moved by The Script&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Number 4: She Will Be Loved by Maroon 5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Number 3: Last Train Home by Ryan Star&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Number 2: You and I Both by Jason Mraz. (: (: (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Number 1: HAHA NOT JASON MRAZ. No one, NO ONE can beat this song. I don't like the song because of the singer or whatever. Its because of the lyrics. I don't care man, whoever I marry must sing this song to me first &gt;&lt; Its the most romantic, meaningful lyrics on earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*drum roll, thunder and whatever other lousy effects*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Everything&lt;/span&gt; by Michael Buble!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best Romantic Song sung by a guy. Everrr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330641852120779507-5468485202236852377?l=offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/5468485202236852377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330641852120779507&amp;postID=5468485202236852377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/5468485202236852377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/5468485202236852377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-want-to-ride.html' title='I Want To Ride....'/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02529678866197428876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SyXNWTHzZeI/AAAAAAAABCQ/-zH7Tj0YJT4/S220/Carmen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330641852120779507.post-2000497856524297608</id><published>2009-03-22T21:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T21:49:47.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Knuckles Hurt.</title><content type='html'>Additional Mathematics and Moral exams tomorrow but I somehow just don't have proper motivation to study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I did what I was told to study for Moral.&lt;br /&gt;Or so I hope.&lt;br /&gt;I just don't have the spirit to really, really memorize those values.&lt;br /&gt;Sukkerzzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did some addmath practice on Saturday and I hope it helps.&lt;br /&gt;Not planning to do anymore because it sukks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_____________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well now I'm feeling a little, high.&lt;br /&gt;But I've no one to share this exhilarating feeling with.&lt;br /&gt;How dull.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330641852120779507-2000497856524297608?l=offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/2000497856524297608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330641852120779507&amp;postID=2000497856524297608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/2000497856524297608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/2000497856524297608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/2009/03/knuckles-hurt.html' title='Knuckles Hurt.'/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02529678866197428876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SyXNWTHzZeI/AAAAAAAABCQ/-zH7Tj0YJT4/S220/Carmen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330641852120779507.post-2727733394109776282</id><published>2009-03-20T22:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T23:06:39.741+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What floats on water? A DUCK =D</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://thechocolatetakesover.files.wordpress.com/2009/03/img_0914.jpg?w=225&amp;amp;h=300"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 233px; height: 312px;" src="http://thechocolatetakesover.files.wordpress.com/2009/03/img_0914.jpg?w=225&amp;amp;h=300" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://thechocolatetakesover.files.wordpress.com/2009/03/img_0937.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 314px; height: 450px;" src="http://thechocolatetakesover.files.wordpress.com/2009/03/img_0937.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://thechocolatetakesover.files.wordpress.com/2009/03/img_09001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 420px; height: 314px;" src="http://thechocolatetakesover.files.wordpress.com/2009/03/img_09001.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://thechocolatetakesover.files.wordpress.com/2009/03/img_0897.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 420px; height: 314px;" src="http://thechocolatetakesover.files.wordpress.com/2009/03/img_0897.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hold a dark secret.&lt;br /&gt;No one knows, but let me tell you.&lt;br /&gt;I've been a pirate for 7 years and 3 months.&lt;br /&gt;Throughout this 7 years and 3 months,&lt;br /&gt;I have travelled across oceans and seas,&lt;br /&gt;kidnapped rich tourists and extorting cash from them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. My day was interesting.&lt;br /&gt;Believe it or not.&lt;br /&gt;Pei brainwashed me.&lt;br /&gt;And she didn't believe she did =.=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330641852120779507-2727733394109776282?l=offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/2727733394109776282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330641852120779507&amp;postID=2727733394109776282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/2727733394109776282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/2727733394109776282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/2009/03/what-floats-on-water-duck-d.html' title='What floats on water? A DUCK =D'/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02529678866197428876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SyXNWTHzZeI/AAAAAAAABCQ/-zH7Tj0YJT4/S220/Carmen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330641852120779507.post-2977760225429009610</id><published>2009-03-20T20:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T20:49:05.118+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Read and die.</title><content type='html'>For that time of my life, I hated it.&lt;br /&gt;I hated that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;thing&lt;/span&gt; in me.&lt;br /&gt;I hated, everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to wake up every night, with perspiration on my forehead.&lt;br /&gt;The beads of sweat wouldn't trickle down though.&lt;br /&gt;They would lie still, not moving.&lt;br /&gt;As if time had stopped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, now I know.&lt;br /&gt;That night, time did not stop.&lt;br /&gt;It was merely me, lying so still. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Afraid&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Afraid of what was becoming of me.&lt;br /&gt;How foolish, when I think about it now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know more things now. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A lot more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though sometimes I still feel soulless, empty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lonely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were born that way.&lt;br /&gt;We were not given any choice.&lt;br /&gt;Some who tried to defy themselves, either lost control of themselves or lost the will to live.&lt;br /&gt;Some who trapped themselves with the emotion called love, were sentenced to the Lair.&lt;br /&gt;I know, because I've seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did only one thing, one job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And one more thing.&lt;br /&gt;We were hidden.&lt;br /&gt;Unknown.&lt;br /&gt;In the shadows.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330641852120779507-2977760225429009610?l=offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/2977760225429009610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330641852120779507&amp;postID=2977760225429009610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/2977760225429009610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/2977760225429009610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/2009/03/read-and-die.html' title='Read and die.'/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02529678866197428876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SyXNWTHzZeI/AAAAAAAABCQ/-zH7Tj0YJT4/S220/Carmen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330641852120779507.post-5056378188394091438</id><published>2009-03-18T23:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T23:36:26.934+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sway; Swaying, Swayed.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You mean so much to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330641852120779507-5056378188394091438?l=offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/5056378188394091438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330641852120779507&amp;postID=5056378188394091438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/5056378188394091438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/5056378188394091438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/2009/03/sway-swaying-swayed.html' title='Sway; Swaying, Swayed.'/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02529678866197428876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SyXNWTHzZeI/AAAAAAAABCQ/-zH7Tj0YJT4/S220/Carmen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330641852120779507.post-4633627541838884229</id><published>2009-03-17T17:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T17:23:56.188+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All The Details In The Fabric</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bl142w.blu142.mail.live.com/att/GetAttachment.aspx?tnail=1&amp;amp;messageId=f1785161-4d58-400e-ab5f-73c8d6da7170&amp;amp;Aux=40%7C0%7C8CB750AC58A8900%7C"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 375px;" src="http://bl142w.blu142.mail.live.com/att/GetAttachment.aspx?tnail=1&amp;amp;messageId=f1785161-4d58-400e-ab5f-73c8d6da7170&amp;amp;Aux=40%7C0%7C8CB750AC58A8900%7C" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;OMG.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this like the cutest fish on earth,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;or what?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blooooooooooooo. Bloop!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330641852120779507-4633627541838884229?l=offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/4633627541838884229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330641852120779507&amp;postID=4633627541838884229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/4633627541838884229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/4633627541838884229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/2009/03/all-details-in-fabric.html' title='All The Details In The Fabric'/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02529678866197428876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SyXNWTHzZeI/AAAAAAAABCQ/-zH7Tj0YJT4/S220/Carmen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330641852120779507.post-8705006867921858922</id><published>2009-03-17T11:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T11:57:39.012+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Temporary Insanity</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.rasamalaysia.com/uploaded_images/tropika_nasi_lemak.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 538px; height: 405px;" src="http://www.rasamalaysia.com/uploaded_images/tropika_nasi_lemak.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;WOOHOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nasi lemak&lt;/span&gt; for breakfast baby!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Was a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;little &lt;/span&gt;high last night.&lt;br /&gt;Was insulting people like crazy.&lt;br /&gt;Well, the high doesn't seem to be going away :D&lt;br /&gt;Sorry though, to everyone I laughed at last night =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Woooooooooooohooooooooo! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Nasi lemak!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets do the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;nasi lemak dance&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;I say &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;cha cha&lt;/span&gt; you say&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; ooh la la&lt;/span&gt;! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Cha cha&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;ooh la la&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Cha cha&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;ooh la la&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Cha cha &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;ooh la la&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330641852120779507-8705006867921858922?l=offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/8705006867921858922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330641852120779507&amp;postID=8705006867921858922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/8705006867921858922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/8705006867921858922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/2009/03/temporary-insanity.html' title='Temporary Insanity'/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02529678866197428876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SyXNWTHzZeI/AAAAAAAABCQ/-zH7Tj0YJT4/S220/Carmen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330641852120779507.post-6164535684137677589</id><published>2009-03-15T23:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T23:47:51.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All Night Long</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2272/1789741756_df34efa2e3.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 500px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2272/1789741756_df34efa2e3.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Distance.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder.&lt;br /&gt;Does it make &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;his&lt;/span&gt; heart grow fonder?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg it rhymes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330641852120779507-6164535684137677589?l=offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/6164535684137677589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330641852120779507&amp;postID=6164535684137677589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/6164535684137677589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/6164535684137677589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/2009/03/all-night-long.html' title='All Night Long'/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02529678866197428876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SyXNWTHzZeI/AAAAAAAABCQ/-zH7Tj0YJT4/S220/Carmen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330641852120779507.post-3307730921895054832</id><published>2009-03-14T22:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T23:28:17.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Obscenity</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/194/493056206_60332acd43.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 337px;" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/194/493056206_60332acd43.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm.&lt;br /&gt;Today is not a happy day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Grr. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid Torres.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry Yuli, but &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;stupid Torres.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway today was ICC.&lt;br /&gt;My first =D&lt;br /&gt;And the first time I put myself in such a spontaneous dangerous situation.&lt;br /&gt;Never again I will risk my life like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was, however.&lt;br /&gt;Not the first time I went to an event without the ticket.&lt;br /&gt;This time I did not lose it.&lt;br /&gt;I knew clearly where was it.&lt;br /&gt;Its in my file which is in my bag which is in my school's library which was locked before we came back from MidValley on Friday. =) See?&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it ironic?&lt;br /&gt;Life is too short, so we should just try everything before we die.&lt;br /&gt;Yet sometimes because life is too short,&lt;br /&gt;we stay on the safe side and not try anything.&lt;br /&gt;Hm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, at least that's something for me to ponder tonight before I sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was once I was hooked on Everything by Michael Buble.&lt;br /&gt;I think its back.&lt;br /&gt;Its the best love song any guy can ever sing.&lt;br /&gt;Best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grr. This post lacks life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330641852120779507-3307730921895054832?l=offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/3307730921895054832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330641852120779507&amp;postID=3307730921895054832' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/3307730921895054832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/3307730921895054832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/2009/03/obscenity.html' title='The Obscenity'/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02529678866197428876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SyXNWTHzZeI/AAAAAAAABCQ/-zH7Tj0YJT4/S220/Carmen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330641852120779507.post-3489003701430383680</id><published>2009-03-13T23:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T23:34:08.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Black or White!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i37.photobucket.com/albums/e68/owl4ever/starmo/adam-lambert-satisfaction.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 435px; height: 653px;" src="http://i37.photobucket.com/albums/e68/owl4ever/starmo/adam-lambert-satisfaction.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;I SERIOUSLY DO NOT CARE EVEN IF HE'S GAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DO NOT CARE ABOUT HIS GAY PICTURES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;I DO NOT CARE ABOUT HIS GAY CLOTHING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DO NOT CARE ABOUT HIS GAY EYELINER AND HAIR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is so &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;gay hot&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;So so so so so &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sooooo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;u style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;gay hot&lt;/u&gt; man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He can sing super super well,&lt;br /&gt;and where got gays so sexy one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;HOW CAN GAYS ATTRACT A GIRL LIKE ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I so super don't care even if he's gay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.broadway.tv/blog/wp-content/uploads/2009/03/adam-lambert.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 293px; height: 400px;" src="http://www.broadway.tv/blog/wp-content/uploads/2009/03/adam-lambert.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;Adam Lambert &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love love love you! =D&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/330641852120779507-3489003701430383680?l=offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/3489003701430383680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330641852120779507&amp;postID=3489003701430383680' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/3489003701430383680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/3489003701430383680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/2009/03/black-or-white.html' title='Black or White!'/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02529678866197428876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SyXNWTHzZeI/AAAAAAAABCQ/-zH7Tj0YJT4/S220/Carmen.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i37.photobucket.com/albums/e68/owl4ever/starmo/th_adam-lambert-satisfaction.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330641852120779507.post-305910118469462222</id><published>2009-03-08T23:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T23:10:03.032+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Swim Swim</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KahJo. says:&lt;br /&gt;in muscle cell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KahJo. says:&lt;br /&gt;wad is found abundantly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KahJo. says:&lt;br /&gt;r u searching text book?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;! Carmenbanbanbandung! says:&lt;br /&gt;no lah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;! Carmenbanbanbandung! says:&lt;br /&gt;wait ah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;! Carmenbanbanbandung! says:&lt;br /&gt;muscle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;! Carmenbanbanbandung! says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;mitochondria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; ah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;! Carmenbanbanbandung! says:&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KahJo. says:&lt;br /&gt;OMG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KahJo. says:&lt;br /&gt;so smart!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;! Carmenbanbanbandung! says:&lt;br /&gt;really ah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;! Carmenbanbanbandung! says:&lt;br /&gt;i know &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;mitochondria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; give energy for sperm to move&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;! Carmenbanbanbandung! says:&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;! Carmenbanbanbandung! says:&lt;br /&gt;THE WHOLE TEXTBOOK I KNOW ONLY &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;MITOCHONDRIA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;! Carmenbanbanbandung! says:&lt;br /&gt;because it helps sperms to move&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;! Carmenbanbanbandung! says:&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KahJo. says:&lt;br /&gt;LOL!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;! Carmenbanbanbandung! says:&lt;br /&gt;so &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;mitochondria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; is like, super important&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KahJo. says:&lt;br /&gt;swt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;! Carmenbanbanbandung! says:&lt;br /&gt;because if got no &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;mitochondria&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;! Carmenbanbanbandung! says:&lt;br /&gt;got no sperm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;! Carmenbanbanbandung! says:&lt;br /&gt;no sperm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;! Carmenbanbanbandung! says:&lt;br /&gt;no baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;! Carmenbanbanbandung! says:&lt;br /&gt;no baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KahJo. says:&lt;br /&gt;WTF!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;! Carmenbanbanbandung! says:&lt;br /&gt;population decrease&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;! Carmenbanbanbandung! says:&lt;br /&gt;population decrease&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;! Carmenbanbanbandung! says:&lt;br /&gt;all old people left&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;! Carmenbanbanbandung! says:&lt;br /&gt;then everybody die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;! Carmenbanbanbandung! says:&lt;br /&gt;MUAHAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KahJo. says:&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;! Carmenbanbanbandung! says:&lt;br /&gt;so &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;mitochondria &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;very important&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeap, mitochondria very very important :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330641852120779507-305910118469462222?l=offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/305910118469462222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330641852120779507&amp;postID=305910118469462222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/305910118469462222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/305910118469462222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/2009/03/swim-swim.html' title='Swim Swim'/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02529678866197428876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SyXNWTHzZeI/AAAAAAAABCQ/-zH7Tj0YJT4/S220/Carmen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330641852120779507.post-250094830017660455</id><published>2009-03-08T18:24:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T19:37:56.715+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Upside DownTurned Boat</title><content type='html'>Taking shots from the plane can be really interesting.&lt;br /&gt;Especially on very clear days.&lt;br /&gt;Today was one.&lt;br /&gt;It was so clear I could see land and sea &lt;em&gt;all the way through&lt;/em&gt; from Indonesia to KL.&lt;br /&gt;Well, lets see what I did in Bandung.&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;did quite some interesting things out there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;#1 I had my virgin volcano experience. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The weather and scenery there was interesting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the volcano sucked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SbOik-Y6UzI/AAAAAAAAA2c/LSnxqOCVvek/s1600-h/IMG_1623.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310767141706421042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 453px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 324px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SbOik-Y6UzI/AAAAAAAAA2c/LSnxqOCVvek/s400/IMG_1623.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is the &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Stupid Tangkuban Perahu Volcano.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The volcano got asap.&lt;br /&gt;I call it stupid because I couldn't see the volcano at all, excluding this 5 seconds.&lt;br /&gt;Stupid mist, stupid crater.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SbOikQOnggI/AAAAAAAAA2U/76n3Eg1mj78/s1600-h/IMG_1640.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310767129315213826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SbOikQOnggI/AAAAAAAAA2U/76n3Eg1mj78/s400/IMG_1640.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It was cold.&lt;br /&gt;And i was wearing shorts, omg shorts.&lt;br /&gt;It was like Genting ok! Bordering Cameron!&lt;br /&gt;But the scenery super cool right?&lt;br /&gt;The trees look like props in a horror movie!&lt;br /&gt;Boo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SbOikG_-3BI/AAAAAAAAA2M/k3_DiDr0gGw/s1600-h/IMG_1633.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310767126837910546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SbOikG_-3BI/AAAAAAAAA2M/k3_DiDr0gGw/s400/IMG_1633.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Fat brotherrr. Cold omg the cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SbOijkcfuSI/AAAAAAAAA2E/0spjo7JR40M/s1600-h/IMG_1612.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310767117562263842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 315px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 406px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SbOijkcfuSI/AAAAAAAAA2E/0spjo7JR40M/s400/IMG_1612.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Oh and the coolest picture ever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I didn't edit, or use those special effect thingies in the camera.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The picture just turned out super cool, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and mysterious,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and foggy. =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I like.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Omg I wanted to blog everything, but I just realised exams in 2 more days =(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry Pei, I can't show you my Colour Accent pics =(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay byebye? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330641852120779507-250094830017660455?l=offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/250094830017660455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330641852120779507&amp;postID=250094830017660455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/250094830017660455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330641852120779507/posts/default/250094830017660455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://offancylifestylesandchocolates.blogspot.com/2009/03/bullet-shots-from-plane.html' title='Upside DownTurned Boat'/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02529678866197428876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SyXNWTHzZeI/AAAAAAAABCQ/-zH7Tj0YJT4/S220/Carmen.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k85D5rto5fc/SbOik-Y6UzI/AAAAAAAAA2c/LSnxqOCVvek/s72-c/IMG_1623.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
