<?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-2045699359835099507</id><updated>2012-01-16T12:31:18.764+08:00</updated><category term='animals'/><category term='Perak'/><category term='osmanthus'/><category term='eco-friendly'/><category term='CLIPS'/><category term='electro.pup'/><category term='commercial'/><category term='SLR'/><category term='change'/><category term='Ipoh'/><category term='WCIT2008'/><category term='flower'/><category term='cookie'/><category term='stupidity'/><category term='chocolate chip'/><category term='Anne Rice'/><category term='futureme.org'/><category term='Hungry Jack&apos;s'/><category term='IKEA'/><category term='cultural'/><category term='Penang'/><category term='Chiam See'/><category term='McStupid'/><category term='family'/><category term='Law of Attraction'/><category term='video'/><category term='biscuits'/><category term='dresses'/><category term='blond'/><category term='Tommy Page'/><category term='work'/><category term='jell-o'/><category term='update'/><category term='rant'/><category term='superman'/><category term='confusion'/><category term='Mann'/><category term='growing up'/><category term='romance'/><category term='Andy Weldon'/><category term='Kaneshiro Takeshi'/><category term='forgetful'/><category term='malaysia'/><category term='accidents'/><category term='names'/><category term='birthday'/><category term='Sybil Kathigasu'/><category term='english'/><category term='Bersih 2.0'/><category term='photography'/><category term='KL'/><category term='Music'/><category term='random'/><category term='photoblog'/><category term='bravery'/><category term='dutch lop'/><category term='blast from the past'/><category term='dream'/><category term='malaysians'/><category term='ps I Love You'/><category term='Indonesian Music'/><category term='book'/><category term='fashion'/><category term='breakdown'/><category term='car registration'/><category term='Quad Burger'/><category term='KLPac'/><category term='puppy'/><category term='Bergdorf Blondes'/><category term='Andra and The Back Bone'/><category term='changing times'/><category term='Plum Sykes'/><category term='Sempurna'/><category term='writting letters'/><category term='food'/><category term='holidays'/><category term='rabbits'/><category term='chinese new year'/><category term='idiots'/><category term='Anniversary'/><category term='petrol hike'/><category term='weird'/><category term='fun'/><category term='dream intepretation'/><category term='stroke'/><category term='tea'/><category term='my Japanese side'/><category term='crappy'/><category term='love'/><category term='Cecilia Ahern'/><category term='Papan'/><category term='my Chinese side'/><category term='The Actor&apos;s Studio'/><category term='Pentax ME'/><title type='text'>you have got to be kidding me...</title><subtitle type='html'>Asian. In love. Happy. Bored with work. Easily entertained. Absolutely Fabulocisious. Terrified of the Unknown. Linguistically aroused.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonkalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2045699359835099507/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonkalicious.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2045699359835099507/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>the ~babygirl®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16007875717101192234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/SuG51tgy1FI/AAAAAAAAAP8/MGILIF99sD8/S220/8725_296116265127_709780127_9266367_2919191_n.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>349</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2045699359835099507.post-4565543139645074739</id><published>2011-11-15T17:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-15T17:51:28.250+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><title type='text'>Simply beautiful</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-szBXlNc8wcs/TsI1mLfpH-I/AAAAAAAACAs/KuR7AhstWts/s1600/article-2061395-0ECC5A4300000578-517_634x459.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="231" nda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-szBXlNc8wcs/TsI1mLfpH-I/AAAAAAAACAs/KuR7AhstWts/s320/article-2061395-0ECC5A4300000578-517_634x459.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;OMG seriously. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;p/s: in case you haven't noticed, I've got this thing for mermaid dresses. I think it's because I don't have the body for it... hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2045699359835099507-4565543139645074739?l=bonkalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonkalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/4565543139645074739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2045699359835099507&amp;postID=4565543139645074739&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2045699359835099507/posts/default/4565543139645074739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2045699359835099507/posts/default/4565543139645074739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonkalicious.blogspot.com/2011/11/simply-beautiful.html' title='Simply beautiful'/><author><name>the ~babygirl®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16007875717101192234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/SuG51tgy1FI/AAAAAAAAAP8/MGILIF99sD8/S220/8725_296116265127_709780127_9266367_2919191_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-szBXlNc8wcs/TsI1mLfpH-I/AAAAAAAACAs/KuR7AhstWts/s72-c/article-2061395-0ECC5A4300000578-517_634x459.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2045699359835099507.post-210230685784057854</id><published>2011-11-09T17:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-13T00:15:14.050+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='confusion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='growing up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='change'/><title type='text'>Same same different</title><content type='html'>I had lunch with my school mates today and within the first five minutes of the conversation I realized how I didn't share the same thoughts, ideas and character.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For instance, both of them claim to have some sort of female problems where it makes then hormonally imbalanced. Since I'm quite alright when it comes to that time of the month, I asked what happens when they're hormonally imbalanced...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They in turn looked at me seriously and rattled on about the typical hormonal symptoms of a woman going thru her menstrual cycle. But the way they were talking about it, the expressions, the earnesty in their voices... I couldn't tell if they were misinformed or if they really were going through some hormonal trouble. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then one of them started to tell us about how she met her new boyfriend. She said she was skeptical at first, so we asked her why? Regular question, no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Because I didn't want to date a whitey," &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stared at her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our other friend nodded sympathetically. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I asked gently (seeing that this seemed a bit of a sensitive thing to her) "Why don't you want to date a Caucasian?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh there are just too many differences. We don't speak the same language, we don't share the same culture... It's just different. It's just a lot of work. You wouldn't know..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a woman who is one day older than me and we've been friends since primary school. Yet she didn't seem to know that I dated an American for seven years. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh.... So you've always wanted to settle down with a nice Chinese man?" I asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She nodded. Apparently it took the poor dude about two months of courtship to convince her that it's okay to date a white guy. Hats off to you, mate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kept quiet while the two of them rambled on about how cultural differences can create strains on a relationship and a few other trivial things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must say I was quite taken back by that two hours I spent with them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought we lived in a glocal (portmanteau: global + local) world that every one of us were educated (one has a Masters Degree, works with a major oil company and earns a five-figure salary while the other has two degrees). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A world where every one of us had access to plenty of information. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A world where every one of us was aware and embraced the many colors of different cultures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately I was proven very wrong by people close to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to do a re-check. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2045699359835099507-210230685784057854?l=bonkalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonkalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/210230685784057854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2045699359835099507&amp;postID=210230685784057854&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2045699359835099507/posts/default/210230685784057854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2045699359835099507/posts/default/210230685784057854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonkalicious.blogspot.com/2011/11/same-same-different.html' title='Same same different'/><author><name>the ~babygirl®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16007875717101192234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/SuG51tgy1FI/AAAAAAAAAP8/MGILIF99sD8/S220/8725_296116265127_709780127_9266367_2919191_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2045699359835099507.post-4398739916232056325</id><published>2011-10-26T09:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-26T09:51:25.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dream wedding</title><content type='html'>No it's not what you're thinking...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dreamt last night about an impromptu wedding. It was all very sudden - for me but for everyone else it wasn't. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He showed me this dress and asked me to put it on. It was one of those British India kinda clothes. It was part of a set because then I noticed that he was wearing a similar outfit too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after a bit everyone was ushering me to go get ready. 'It starts at 7 and you've only got 30 mins to spare!! M someone called out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I rush to grab my dress, make up, perfume and ran out the door. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I realized - I have no make up artist, no photographer, no bridesmaids or maid of honor and probably no ring (I don't remember buying any).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I sat there wondering, my alarm woke me up and damnit it's a frickin public holiday today and instead of sleeping in, I'm up by 8!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s: this is not the first time I've dreamt of a wedding like his. Weird eh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2045699359835099507-4398739916232056325?l=bonkalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonkalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/4398739916232056325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2045699359835099507&amp;postID=4398739916232056325&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2045699359835099507/posts/default/4398739916232056325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2045699359835099507/posts/default/4398739916232056325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonkalicious.blogspot.com/2011/10/dream-wedding.html' title='Dream wedding'/><author><name>the ~babygirl®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16007875717101192234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/SuG51tgy1FI/AAAAAAAAAP8/MGILIF99sD8/S220/8725_296116265127_709780127_9266367_2919191_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2045699359835099507.post-994187370540199784</id><published>2011-10-18T17:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T17:52:46.304+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How far will you go...?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Earlier I had complained to the pup that I had to write an advertorial for a client. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;FYI advertorial = advertisement + editorial (meaning it's a paid written piece and not a paid space like an advertisement). &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Now with my job, I get a lot of advertorials to write and create, and don't get me wrong but most of them are pretty fun and challenging. I get to do some about cars, paint, toothpaste and the list goes on. The fun part is that you actually get to convey a lot more information than an advertisement to people. The scary part is, depending on which magazine it is, there is a certain percentage of people who ACTUALLY trust these advertorials.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Unfortunately, I was handed one that pretty much went against my principles of how children should be brought up on. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;I admit, I'm not a mother. I have no children, but I already know what rules my future children will have to abide to when it comes to respect, food and play. I have many nieces and nephews and I love them to bits, but I do disagree with some ways that my cousins bring them up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Anyways, back to my case - I had to write an advertorial for a fast food place who wants to encourage mothers and families to bring their children over for a meal because they use 100% quality ingredients. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;A key word I had to &lt;strong&gt;MAKE SURE&lt;/strong&gt; never appeared in the advertorial - "healthy". I could &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;It really really bugged the crap out of&amp;nbsp;me and it was one of my most challenging jobs ever because it was so hard to bring myself to actually write something convincing when I am totally against it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;It's like I'm telling people jumping off a building is fun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Writing that piece really made me question my principles and ethics in writing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Then it hit me... how far would you go, ethically in your work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly I went ahead because at the end of the day it's a job and I need my job. But I do cringe every time I see it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2045699359835099507-994187370540199784?l=bonkalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonkalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/994187370540199784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2045699359835099507&amp;postID=994187370540199784&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2045699359835099507/posts/default/994187370540199784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2045699359835099507/posts/default/994187370540199784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonkalicious.blogspot.com/2011/10/how-far-will-you-go.html' title='How far will you go...?'/><author><name>the ~babygirl®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16007875717101192234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/SuG51tgy1FI/AAAAAAAAAP8/MGILIF99sD8/S220/8725_296116265127_709780127_9266367_2919191_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2045699359835099507.post-3551986645739739429</id><published>2011-10-05T21:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T17:37:12.922+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='confusion'/><title type='text'>Let it be, let it be, let it be...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I have this bad habit... of letting things fester... of putting others before myself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;And then I get pissed about it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;But I don't say anything and let the feeling pass.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Well, &lt;strike&gt;sometimes&lt;/strike&gt; most times&amp;nbsp;I feel that there's no point getting all worked up about stuff like these.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'll get pissed. I'll say things I don't mean. I'll become this really angry little monster, which I don't enjoy... and for what? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Just to blow off a little steam?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Nah...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Earlier today, everything was pissing me off, up to a point where I just didn't want to look at anything. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So at the dinner table, I took my glasses off and just closed my eyes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The pup asked "Are you ok?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I gave the universal answer for 'leave me alone' "Yeah I'm fine, it's nothing."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;He pressed on for a bit and it got to a point where I almost screamed at him and then he shut up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;What was I so pissed off about?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Mom - for telling me that same problem she has over and over again. I've offered so many solutions that I want to bang my head on the wall.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Pup - for being so bloody dependant on me. We were hungry. He knew what to order. Instead, he chose to sit there and play some games while I finish my convo with mom on the phone. When I was done, he just smiled at me and I had to walk all the way to the stall to order food.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it hit me, why am I constantly putting everyone else before myself?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Why doesn't anyone do it for me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Not like it matters.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'll still end up moping and letting it fester until it passes...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2045699359835099507-3551986645739739429?l=bonkalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonkalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/3551986645739739429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2045699359835099507&amp;postID=3551986645739739429&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2045699359835099507/posts/default/3551986645739739429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2045699359835099507/posts/default/3551986645739739429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonkalicious.blogspot.com/2011/10/let-it-be-let-it-be-let-it-be.html' title='Let it be, let it be, let it be...'/><author><name>the ~babygirl®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16007875717101192234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/SuG51tgy1FI/AAAAAAAAAP8/MGILIF99sD8/S220/8725_296116265127_709780127_9266367_2919191_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2045699359835099507.post-4590710480749949061</id><published>2011-09-17T19:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-17T23:25:00.996+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='KLPac'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eco-friendly'/><title type='text'>Just a dream....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I was lucky enough to score two complimentary tickets to watch &lt;a href="http://www.klpac.org/?p=3261"&gt;Just A Dream&lt;/a&gt; at KLPac today with the pup.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Although it was a play targeted at children, we thought heck, why not? After all, we're both still kids trapped in an adult's body :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Of course, any sort of photography was not allowed during the show so I can't actually show you how awesome it was... so you'll just have to take my word for it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Now I haven't been to a play in ages, and from what I remember, most plays that I go to are targeted at adults and the trials and tribulations of adulthood... which IMHO - BORING!!! I mean it's bad enough that we go thru it daily... we don't need to be reminded about it in a play...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Just A Dream is a really simple play. Walter is this boy who doesn't think too much&amp;nbsp;about&amp;nbsp;recycling and litters quite a bit. One night he has this really long dream (or nightmare) about how terrible the world can become if we all littered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Comical. Interactive. Good ol' wholesome fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I'm definitely recommending this show to any one, because no matter how old you are, it brings out the child in you :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mF6CzTIKvCo/TnSlL9s_3ZI/AAAAAAAAB74/5fcWEqSUX7Q/s1600/0003.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mF6CzTIKvCo/TnSlL9s_3ZI/AAAAAAAAB74/5fcWEqSUX7Q/s320/0003.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;The stage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QYCox9kjbbw/TnSlJrO58-I/AAAAAAAAB70/zdhZ5hAKmsk/s1600/0002.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QYCox9kjbbw/TnSlJrO58-I/AAAAAAAAB70/zdhZ5hAKmsk/s320/0002.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Look at all the kids!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KVrSwtn8SNo/TnSlMXTr3vI/AAAAAAAAB78/4dmK7k2NrGc/s1600/0005.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KVrSwtn8SNo/TnSlMXTr3vI/AAAAAAAAB78/4dmK7k2NrGc/s320/0005.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;The pup and I, waiting for the show to start.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FGH0286WHvw/TnSlMwnnkuI/AAAAAAAAB8A/7XCXyijgz9Q/s1600/0007.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FGH0286WHvw/TnSlMwnnkuI/AAAAAAAAB8A/7XCXyijgz9Q/s320/0007.jpg" width="180" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Just A Dream plays at Pentas 1, KLPac, Sept 15-24.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Prices start from RM38 per child or adult&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Call 03-4047 9000/9010 or check out &lt;a href="http://www.klpac.org/"&gt;www.klpac.org&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2045699359835099507-4590710480749949061?l=bonkalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonkalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/4590710480749949061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2045699359835099507&amp;postID=4590710480749949061&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2045699359835099507/posts/default/4590710480749949061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2045699359835099507/posts/default/4590710480749949061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonkalicious.blogspot.com/2011/09/just-dream.html' title='Just a dream....'/><author><name>the ~babygirl®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16007875717101192234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/SuG51tgy1FI/AAAAAAAAAP8/MGILIF99sD8/S220/8725_296116265127_709780127_9266367_2919191_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mF6CzTIKvCo/TnSlL9s_3ZI/AAAAAAAAB74/5fcWEqSUX7Q/s72-c/0003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2045699359835099507.post-11416482626578567</id><published>2011-09-15T15:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-16T11:31:45.501+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='malaysia'/><title type='text'>Lagi Power, Lagi Best! Perodua Myvi 1.5L</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;For those who have been following, I'm sure you remember that I went to the&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://bonkalicious.blogspot.com/2011/06/perodua-myvi-lagi-best.html"&gt;Lagi Best&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;media preview and test drive of the new Myvi. So I was very surprised when I got another invitation just three months after to do it again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T0e-gTAItQU/TnKzl6vK9II/AAAAAAAAB5w/SCvY--Eufo4/s1600/0001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T0e-gTAItQU/TnKzl6vK9II/AAAAAAAAB5w/SCvY--Eufo4/s320/0001.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I'll be honest with you, this whole thing... really felt like deja vu to me....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rtH42pZlI44/TnKzmi7BfUI/AAAAAAAAB50/mitWPQqLOwQ/s1600/0002.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rtH42pZlI44/TnKzmi7BfUI/AAAAAAAAB50/mitWPQqLOwQ/s320/0002.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Same place. Similar signs. Same faces.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-roIQx7dVr8o/TnKznN-n-4I/AAAAAAAAB54/4VIRVdhpYqU/s1600/0003.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-roIQx7dVr8o/TnKznN-n-4I/AAAAAAAAB54/4VIRVdhpYqU/s320/0003.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Almost the same looking power point presentation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FsEHPjItfws/TnKznhJd1YI/AAAAAAAAB58/ap7yNz0dOjM/s1600/0004.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FsEHPjItfws/TnKznhJd1YI/AAAAAAAAB58/ap7yNz0dOjM/s320/0004.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;The new Myvis were parked at the same spot, with the same grey covers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZDYIST39kp8/TnKzo42xA2I/AAAAAAAAB6E/_pTTVpmjlLQ/s1600/0006.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZDYIST39kp8/TnKzo42xA2I/AAAAAAAAB6E/_pTTVpmjlLQ/s320/0006.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;And the same guys unveiled the cars....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TeHvlnzHihA/TnKzpai6UNI/AAAAAAAAB6I/Apdx6cHRCjo/s1600/0007.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TeHvlnzHihA/TnKzpai6UNI/AAAAAAAAB6I/Apdx6cHRCjo/s320/0007.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Ready...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gg_yOZowQBc/TnKzqPbZrfI/AAAAAAAAB6M/vmh4uOuQ9eg/s1600/0008.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gg_yOZowQBc/TnKzqPbZrfI/AAAAAAAAB6M/vmh4uOuQ9eg/s320/0008.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Set...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2hpal75SmXA/TnKzq7NFIjI/AAAAAAAAB6Q/iSDRzF_iLt0/s1600/0009.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2hpal75SmXA/TnKzq7NFIjI/AAAAAAAAB6Q/iSDRzF_iLt0/s320/0009.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;GO!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-248kHK9qfb4/TnKzuPW5XRI/AAAAAAAAB6k/kZDzhj0YflA/s1600/0014.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-248kHK9qfb4/TnKzuPW5XRI/AAAAAAAAB6k/kZDzhj0YflA/s320/0014.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;They even posed the same way...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FCwoUjkHexA/TnKzwg6eygI/AAAAAAAAB60/MIKZtmw7fBI/s1600/0018.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FCwoUjkHexA/TnKzwg6eygI/AAAAAAAAB60/MIKZtmw7fBI/s320/0018.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;This is the Myvi 1.5L Extreme. It's the sportier one compared to the two...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XqD-F65KaYg/TnKzxC7bX6I/AAAAAAAAB64/oRLQQgH1t-E/s1600/0019.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XqD-F65KaYg/TnKzxC7bX6I/AAAAAAAAB64/oRLQQgH1t-E/s320/0019.jpg" width="180" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;It's got a nice fancy spoiler...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gF2g91i_aJs/TnKz3YzFU5I/AAAAAAAAB7k/xa6gibGnWJo/s1600/0030.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gF2g91i_aJs/TnKz3YzFU5I/AAAAAAAAB7k/xa6gibGnWJo/s320/0030.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Love the wordings. Esp on white. Really does give it an edge, don't you think?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qBdlihxGtrE/TnKz3wPQmmI/AAAAAAAAB7o/jeyOzTXM7_A/s1600/0031.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qBdlihxGtrE/TnKz3wPQmmI/AAAAAAAAB7o/jeyOzTXM7_A/s320/0031.jpg" width="180" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;This is what it looks like from the front.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zveeX1D8X2s/TnKz4kOAs4I/AAAAAAAAB7s/htVc4lEA3ic/s1600/0032.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zveeX1D8X2s/TnKz4kOAs4I/AAAAAAAAB7s/htVc4lEA3ic/s320/0032.jpg" width="180" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;See the diff in the front design?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9AaXyu2Ve0Y/TnKz1an6hSI/AAAAAAAAB7U/8wO0SQWxDVw/s1600/0026.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9AaXyu2Ve0Y/TnKz1an6hSI/AAAAAAAAB7U/8wO0SQWxDVw/s320/0026.jpg" width="180" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Extreme's got a fiercer two toned 'face'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8wFhB3c5mao/TnKz2wmpv-I/AAAAAAAAB7g/x4U-B0Dy5vA/s1600/0029.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8wFhB3c5mao/TnKz2wmpv-I/AAAAAAAAB7g/x4U-B0Dy5vA/s320/0029.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;While the SE has a sleeker looking 'face'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;(sorry, diff colored car! I took these pix in the show canopy because there were just WAAAYYYY too many people at the unveiling spot)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Vwq7PX06M7Q/TnKz5OqJn3I/AAAAAAAAB7w/5uIFCq5esmA/s1600/0033.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Vwq7PX06M7Q/TnKz5OqJn3I/AAAAAAAAB7w/5uIFCq5esmA/s320/0033.jpg" width="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wicked 7-spoke alloy wheels.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not entirely gear head so I don't really understand when they said "Wicked". What's so wicked about this?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tjxYmu-2buQ/TnKzxoZswrI/AAAAAAAAB68/l0uTMysUAU4/s1600/0020.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tjxYmu-2buQ/TnKzxoZswrI/AAAAAAAAB68/l0uTMysUAU4/s320/0020.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&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;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Anyways, back to the whole deja vu thing... I had a feeling that it was going to be a very similar test drive....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vxiOTRW3TXU/TnKzyDXKfkI/AAAAAAAAB7A/RkaPNc4k5To/s1600/0021.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vxiOTRW3TXU/TnKzyDXKfkI/AAAAAAAAB7A/RkaPNc4k5To/s320/0021.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I sat down and was given a number...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eaBTXcYbdHE/TnKzy7zsmSI/AAAAAAAAB7E/7E-lTDoRU38/s1600/0022.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eaBTXcYbdHE/TnKzy7zsmSI/AAAAAAAAB7E/7E-lTDoRU38/s320/0022.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Then my Myvi arrived. I got the Extreme in the signature color - Majestic Yellow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5fjj20Glwi8/TnKzzjyl9OI/AAAAAAAAB7I/DBOzTo1vvyw/s1600/0023.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5fjj20Glwi8/TnKzzjyl9OI/AAAAAAAAB7I/DBOzTo1vvyw/s320/0023.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;As you can see I was quite eager to get into the car!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g6DFZfVcfhA/TnKz0IjHxPI/AAAAAAAAB7M/xKnzQpMN1PY/s1600/0024.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g6DFZfVcfhA/TnKz0IjHxPI/AAAAAAAAB7M/xKnzQpMN1PY/s320/0024.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;That's me behind the wheel before I started the journey...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;We got a longer track this time around. The last time we literally drove down the road and back (about 4km or so if I'm not mistaken) but this time, it was a much longer track. We actually got to go towards Dengkil and back, giving us ample time and space to actually test it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I must say. I'm quite impressed with it. Drives like a dream.&amp;nbsp;Manoeuvres&amp;nbsp;easily around corners, bends and parking spots. Pick up from a stand still was good. I actually liked how the Extreme performed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;For more information about these cars, check out &lt;a href="http://www.perodua.com.my/"&gt;www.perodua.com.my&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2045699359835099507-11416482626578567?l=bonkalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonkalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/11416482626578567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2045699359835099507&amp;postID=11416482626578567&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2045699359835099507/posts/default/11416482626578567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2045699359835099507/posts/default/11416482626578567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonkalicious.blogspot.com/2011/09/lagi-power-lagi-best-perodua-myvi-15l.html' title='Lagi Power, Lagi Best! Perodua Myvi 1.5L'/><author><name>the ~babygirl®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16007875717101192234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/SuG51tgy1FI/AAAAAAAAAP8/MGILIF99sD8/S220/8725_296116265127_709780127_9266367_2919191_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T0e-gTAItQU/TnKzl6vK9II/AAAAAAAAB5w/SCvY--Eufo4/s72-c/0001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>Exit Persiaran Tasik &amp;amp; Persiaran Tasik &amp;amp; Persiaran Multimedia, 63000 Cyberjaya, Selangor, Malaysia</georss:featurename><georss:point>2.9233685742899667 101.66672945022583</georss:point><georss:box>2.9213860742899667 101.66426195022584 2.9253510742899667 101.66919695022582</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2045699359835099507.post-8297640214248367359</id><published>2011-08-06T10:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-09T16:23:09.546+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='puppy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='change'/><title type='text'>We're moving</title><content type='html'>Yup. The lease on our place is coming closer to an end and our landlord has managed to sell the place so we won't be able to stay here anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We finally found a place and put the deposit on it last Friday... just waiting for the owner to sign the deal and confirm that we're moving there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm excited, nervous, anxious... everything rolled in one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Excited - because we've been eyeing this place for like forever... and to get a unit there at this price... is really a super good deal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nervous - there's a lot of packing and sorting to do... plus we'll definitely be spending a lot more this month with the deposits, paying the movers and cleaners...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anxious - I'm not sure how well this will work out. Reason is, we live in a 2+1 bedroom apartment which is roughly 1,200sqf. Now we're moving into a studio unit that's 520sqf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;will&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;be&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ONE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BIG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ROOM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what I mean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I somehow get this feeling that I might crumble under the whole lack of space thing....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish us luck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2045699359835099507-8297640214248367359?l=bonkalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonkalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/8297640214248367359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2045699359835099507&amp;postID=8297640214248367359&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2045699359835099507/posts/default/8297640214248367359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2045699359835099507/posts/default/8297640214248367359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonkalicious.blogspot.com/2011/08/were-moving.html' title='We&apos;re moving'/><author><name>the ~babygirl®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16007875717101192234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/SuG51tgy1FI/AAAAAAAAAP8/MGILIF99sD8/S220/8725_296116265127_709780127_9266367_2919191_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2045699359835099507.post-7059317902460057824</id><published>2011-07-16T10:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-16T10:52:02.649+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blast from the past'/><title type='text'>MFEO (Made for each other)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Someone said that to me the other day "Oh for crying out loud, Colin and you are totally MFEO..." and I'm like "MFEO?" and he said "Yeah - made for each other."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Then I remembered the song by Kavana... :) here you go!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;p/s: cheesy 90s brit pop alert :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;iframe width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Ra1b1tcepTQ" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Kavana - MFEO&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 23px; "&gt;You know how I love to be with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 23px; "&gt;Girl you know that its true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 23px; "&gt;We go together so good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 23px; "&gt;When you touch me there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 23px; "&gt;When you kiss that way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 23px; "&gt;Baby you just take my breath away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 23px; "&gt;When you move in close&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 23px; "&gt;Your skin's on mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 23px; "&gt;Don't stop, 'cos we're doin' it right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 23px; "&gt;Chorus:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 23px; "&gt;You've turned me around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 23px; "&gt;I can't let you go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 23px; "&gt;I'll make you see we're MFEO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 23px; "&gt;No matter how long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 23px; "&gt;It takes me to show&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 23px; "&gt;You've gotta believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 23px; "&gt;We're MFEO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 23px; "&gt;I don't know how long I've tried to prove&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 23px; "&gt;That I'm the one for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 23px; "&gt;So don't play games with my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 23px; "&gt;When you touch me there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 23px; "&gt;When you kiss that way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 23px; "&gt;Baby you just take my breath away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 23px; "&gt;When you move in close&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 23px; "&gt;Feel your skin on mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 23px; "&gt;Don't stop, 'cos we're doin' it right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 23px; "&gt;Repeat Chorus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 23px; "&gt;Rap:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 23px; "&gt;Blue skies in your eyes I see the feeling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 23px; "&gt;Tell me this baby now do you get the meaning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 23px; "&gt;I love you love what you wanna do love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 23px; "&gt;Sure nuff sugar pie we can think it through love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 23px; "&gt;Bit of this with the touch of your behavior&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 23px; "&gt;You can be my cutie pie 'cos you got the flavour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 23px; "&gt;Straight up no lie if you never know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 23px; "&gt;We will forever be M.F.E.O.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 23px; "&gt;When you touch me there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 23px; "&gt;When you kiss that way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 23px; "&gt;Baby you just take my breath away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 23px; "&gt;When you move up close&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 23px; "&gt;Your skin's on mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 23px; "&gt;Don't stop, 'cos we're doin' it right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 23px; "&gt;Repeat chorus to fade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2045699359835099507-7059317902460057824?l=bonkalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonkalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/7059317902460057824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2045699359835099507&amp;postID=7059317902460057824&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2045699359835099507/posts/default/7059317902460057824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2045699359835099507/posts/default/7059317902460057824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonkalicious.blogspot.com/2011/07/mfeo-made-for-each-other.html' title='MFEO (Made for each other)'/><author><name>the ~babygirl®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16007875717101192234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/SuG51tgy1FI/AAAAAAAAAP8/MGILIF99sD8/S220/8725_296116265127_709780127_9266367_2919191_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/Ra1b1tcepTQ/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2045699359835099507.post-6276923627108101806</id><published>2011-07-14T23:21:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T15:13:45.052+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my Japanese side'/><title type='text'>Shigeri Kitsu - Melody of Four Seasons</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So I'm having some alone time and I'm so glad that I did! With the pup around, I barely get to go to any Japanese events because he doesn't understand the language, culture and he doesn't really enjoy the food either! Sad isn't it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But then again I get to enjoy my own world when he gets to enjoy his worlds.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyways, I booked a ticket to watch &lt;a href="http://www.shigeri.jp/"&gt;Shigeri Kitsu&lt;/a&gt;, a &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Min%27y%C5%8D"&gt;minyo&lt;/a&gt; artiste playing live at the Dewan Sivik MBPJ. To tell you the truth, I had never heard about her before this but I'd never pass on an opportunity to experience something like this! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JGhkNbtKhOE/Tiu8SQ3TkAI/AAAAAAAAB5s/3YmQC6blj-U/s1600/0001.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JGhkNbtKhOE/Tiu8SQ3TkAI/AAAAAAAAB5s/3YmQC6blj-U/s400/0001.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632802780907540482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Being totally unfamiliar with the roads, it took me a really long time to reach the venue. I mean seriously, there were no proper signs to show where the place really was.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-skLB0660s6M/Tiu8OQy7DcI/AAAAAAAAB5k/m0kpX3zdGGA/s1600/0002.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-skLB0660s6M/Tiu8OQy7DcI/AAAAAAAAB5k/m0kpX3zdGGA/s400/0002.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632802712169680322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We were greeted by these traditionally clothed mannequins at the reception.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xD-vG_2eQG8/Tiu8OLwcAJI/AAAAAAAAB5c/kTabMTyVTDg/s1600/0003.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xD-vG_2eQG8/Tiu8OLwcAJI/AAAAAAAAB5c/kTabMTyVTDg/s400/0003.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632802710817079442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Don't ask me why. I really didn't see the point in it. Initially I thought that it had something to do with what she would be wearing during the performance, but nope. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ymK_xAC8ifQ/Tiu8ODGfXpI/AAAAAAAAB5U/2XCBwBYUFvU/s1600/0004.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ymK_xAC8ifQ/Tiu8ODGfXpI/AAAAAAAAB5U/2XCBwBYUFvU/s400/0004.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632802708493655698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We were allowed to go in and grab our seats at about slightly past 8. The arena was free seating so I was pretty lucky that I got there early, I managed to grab an aisle seat, right in front of the stage.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V_vzuV7Llbw/Tiu8N9G1E_I/AAAAAAAAB5M/-My-G21jhak/s1600/0005.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V_vzuV7Llbw/Tiu8N9G1E_I/AAAAAAAAB5M/-My-G21jhak/s400/0005.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632802706884465650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The night started with the Dewan Budaya's cultural dance troupe doing a contemporary number. This was also something I didn't get. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Uf_dTC12V-k/Tiu8Nn9a4bI/AAAAAAAAB5E/Wue8jnqhawo/s1600/0019.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Uf_dTC12V-k/Tiu8Nn9a4bI/AAAAAAAAB5E/Wue8jnqhawo/s400/0019.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632802701207855538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Then they did a musical performance with some traditional instruments. This was pretty good :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VX3_fpqR6nQ/Tiu76ITG4ZI/AAAAAAAAB48/Dpsfu2kxxOM/s1600/0020.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 225px; height: 400px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VX3_fpqR6nQ/Tiu76ITG4ZI/AAAAAAAAB48/Dpsfu2kxxOM/s400/0020.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632802366291370386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Then they started to set up Shigeri-san's stage....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-D4H8Yx2lyDI/Tiu7587nABI/AAAAAAAAB40/wUPz4-zVbkc/s1600/0022.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-D4H8Yx2lyDI/Tiu7587nABI/AAAAAAAAB40/wUPz4-zVbkc/s400/0022.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632802363240022034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;She emerged from the darkness of the stage and into the spotlight. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xydi72j0HEo/Tiu751XK5_I/AAAAAAAAB4s/uCbqdSNV37k/s1600/0024.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xydi72j0HEo/Tiu751XK5_I/AAAAAAAAB4s/uCbqdSNV37k/s400/0024.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632802361208137714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Spring&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-i7wKdpkcGAY/Tiu75sbDQWI/AAAAAAAAB4k/vVKcwyFz-d8/s1600/0026.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-i7wKdpkcGAY/Tiu75sbDQWI/AAAAAAAAB4k/vVKcwyFz-d8/s400/0026.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632802358808494434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Summer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XzNVls3IlNg/Tiu75qNEilI/AAAAAAAAB4c/Ld5cnmwskww/s1600/0027.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XzNVls3IlNg/Tiu75qNEilI/AAAAAAAAB4c/Ld5cnmwskww/s400/0027.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632802358212987474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RvFD8VhH82U/Tiu7j9SET-I/AAAAAAAAB4U/eKmnw5daEVE/s1600/0029.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 225px; height: 400px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RvFD8VhH82U/Tiu7j9SET-I/AAAAAAAAB4U/eKmnw5daEVE/s400/0029.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632801985377095650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Autumn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5e9RVMwJOfM/Tiu7jui68zI/AAAAAAAAB4M/e2kZRcfJ_4k/s1600/0030.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5e9RVMwJOfM/Tiu7jui68zI/AAAAAAAAB4M/e2kZRcfJ_4k/s400/0030.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632801981421253426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zG2yxDjOkLk/Tiu7jn05AGI/AAAAAAAAB4E/tmIW9lMEyZg/s1600/0031.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zG2yxDjOkLk/Tiu7jn05AGI/AAAAAAAAB4E/tmIW9lMEyZg/s400/0031.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632801979617575010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Winter. This part, she hid in the corner plucking the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Shamisen"&gt;shamisen&lt;/a&gt; while the slide show went on and on with lots of gorgeous winter images.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XWM1UXEMV7g/Tiu7jQE1rRI/AAAAAAAAB38/4dof_WNbbGU/s1600/0033.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XWM1UXEMV7g/Tiu7jQE1rRI/AAAAAAAAB38/4dof_WNbbGU/s400/0033.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632801973242014994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And she finished off with the drums.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-l97acyFDsAs/Tiu7jErqeeI/AAAAAAAAB30/7Rk-KN8SHK8/s1600/0037.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-l97acyFDsAs/Tiu7jErqeeI/AAAAAAAAB30/7Rk-KN8SHK8/s400/0037.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632801970183633378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Shigeri-san then dedicated a song to the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/2011_T%C5%8Dhoku_earthquake_and_tsunami"&gt;quake&lt;/a&gt; that happened in Japan this year. It was upsetting to see so many lives, especially those of the fishing communities, wiped out. Just. Like. That.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wTZxUq1VY4c/Tiu7Qi2nLqI/AAAAAAAAB3s/IbN8QB2d22Q/s1600/0039.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wTZxUq1VY4c/Tiu7Qi2nLqI/AAAAAAAAB3s/IbN8QB2d22Q/s400/0039.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632801651865104034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Then she played a few more traditional numbers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3ka1FEv-IhE/Tiu7QiutAyI/AAAAAAAAB3k/w9sRf1YFklE/s1600/0041.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3ka1FEv-IhE/Tiu7QiutAyI/AAAAAAAAB3k/w9sRf1YFklE/s400/0041.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632801651831931682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lc6fp6FFDQE/Tiu7QRZBD6I/AAAAAAAAB3c/PAQcRECMZFE/s1600/0042.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lc6fp6FFDQE/Tiu7QRZBD6I/AAAAAAAAB3c/PAQcRECMZFE/s400/0042.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632801647177568162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This... by far... was her best performance the entire night IMHO. There was so much vigour, control and passion in this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PEODQZoeqvs/Tiu7QfDtaBI/AAAAAAAAB3U/xnhY09mXHgM/s1600/0047.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PEODQZoeqvs/Tiu7QfDtaBI/AAAAAAAAB3U/xnhY09mXHgM/s400/0047.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632801650846296082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-D-p1eikhwP8/Tiu7QIj5r1I/AAAAAAAAB3M/KDEBhjFVyJ4/s1600/0048.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-D-p1eikhwP8/Tiu7QIj5r1I/AAAAAAAAB3M/KDEBhjFVyJ4/s400/0048.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632801644807302994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Look at her go!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pDHkrhTmuNk/Tiu67sMpNII/AAAAAAAAB3E/RWLmgB5rmM0/s1600/0051.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pDHkrhTmuNk/Tiu67sMpNII/AAAAAAAAB3E/RWLmgB5rmM0/s400/0051.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632801293596177538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mPDD1GDZCS4/Tiu67hNHQGI/AAAAAAAAB28/KKw3BfSCfRw/s1600/0052.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mPDD1GDZCS4/Tiu67hNHQGI/AAAAAAAAB28/KKw3BfSCfRw/s400/0052.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632801290645356642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-M55p9md18EI/Tiu67RxVGKI/AAAAAAAAB20/MzlKOOhyoT0/s1600/0055.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-M55p9md18EI/Tiu67RxVGKI/AAAAAAAAB20/MzlKOOhyoT0/s400/0055.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632801286502291618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Towards the end of her last song, the local musical troup troops out clapping in tune to the rhythm...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WJBaPu-aw-M/Tiu67e0vR7I/AAAAAAAAB2s/OuO-P1FFylE/s1600/0057.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WJBaPu-aw-M/Tiu67e0vR7I/AAAAAAAAB2s/OuO-P1FFylE/s400/0057.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632801290006251442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Then we realized that there was a surprise for her! I didn't manage to catch the first slide which said "Today is her birthday."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IKiMiHHIK_g/Tiu67E4eqBI/AAAAAAAAB2k/1ueYK1BF3E8/s1600/0063.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IKiMiHHIK_g/Tiu67E4eqBI/AAAAAAAAB2k/1ueYK1BF3E8/s400/0063.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632801283042617362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And they pushed a cake out from the side :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QtaNaIn6W9E/Tiu6kG2bKgI/AAAAAAAAB2c/D5xgDnhP9ec/s1600/0065.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QtaNaIn6W9E/Tiu6kG2bKgI/AAAAAAAAB2c/D5xgDnhP9ec/s400/0065.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632800888433879554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0yf1rh-_7EA/Tiu6j2EbPRI/AAAAAAAAB2U/dCSGG16gMY4/s1600/0067.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0yf1rh-_7EA/Tiu6j2EbPRI/AAAAAAAAB2U/dCSGG16gMY4/s400/0067.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632800883929201938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dRZP4kZnpDM/Tiu6j3crAWI/AAAAAAAAB2M/B6nzgsERzqY/s1600/0070.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dRZP4kZnpDM/Tiu6j3crAWI/AAAAAAAAB2M/B6nzgsERzqY/s400/0070.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632800884299333986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GMixNCkI7aw/Tiu6jgWr_bI/AAAAAAAAB2E/T0UzIuI-rRY/s1600/0072.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GMixNCkI7aw/Tiu6jgWr_bI/AAAAAAAAB2E/T0UzIuI-rRY/s400/0072.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632800878100217266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bUlFw_XUwvE/Tiu6je8HbbI/AAAAAAAAB18/v0U34jr7pog/s1600/0079.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bUlFw_XUwvE/Tiu6je8HbbI/AAAAAAAAB18/v0U34jr7pog/s400/0079.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632800877720333746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Me and Shigeri Kitsu. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The performance was amazing. The vocal control and dedication she has in perfecting her craft is really incredible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But to be honest, after a while, it got a little boring - partly because it was a one (wo)man show but kudos to her for a fantastic performance!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2045699359835099507-6276923627108101806?l=bonkalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonkalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/6276923627108101806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2045699359835099507&amp;postID=6276923627108101806&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2045699359835099507/posts/default/6276923627108101806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2045699359835099507/posts/default/6276923627108101806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonkalicious.blogspot.com/2011/07/shigeri-kitsu-melody-of-four-seasons.html' title='Shigeri Kitsu - Melody of Four Seasons'/><author><name>the ~babygirl®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16007875717101192234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/SuG51tgy1FI/AAAAAAAAAP8/MGILIF99sD8/S220/8725_296116265127_709780127_9266367_2919191_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JGhkNbtKhOE/Tiu8SQ3TkAI/AAAAAAAAB5s/3YmQC6blj-U/s72-c/0001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2045699359835099507.post-3686189808217346641</id><published>2011-07-12T14:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-12T17:04:49.709+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Planning a long weekend of my own :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The pup's leaving for Melbourne later today... I'm kinda upset about not having him around for the next five days but I'm also kinda happy because now I have time on my own to do whatever I want!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I've also gotten my leave approved for Thurs and Fri :P so I'm really gonna have a nice long weekend! Definitely going to take the opportunity to catch up with rest and just lazing around at home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So food wise - I've kinda planned out. Since it's four nights I'll have gyoza, somen (with wakame) in a dashi broth, and maybe a veggie pasta. Oh and I'll definitely be making my usual oats so that I can have something healthy for breakfast or as a snack throughout the day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Activities - I'll definitely need to do some laundry... maybe I'll wash the car... have a Charmed marathon... do some gardening... and I have a couple of errands to run... so I should be quite busy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Domesticated, no?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2045699359835099507-3686189808217346641?l=bonkalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonkalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/3686189808217346641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2045699359835099507&amp;postID=3686189808217346641&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2045699359835099507/posts/default/3686189808217346641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2045699359835099507/posts/default/3686189808217346641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonkalicious.blogspot.com/2011/07/planning-long-weekend-of-my-own.html' title='Planning a long weekend of my own :)'/><author><name>the ~babygirl®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16007875717101192234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/SuG51tgy1FI/AAAAAAAAAP8/MGILIF99sD8/S220/8725_296116265127_709780127_9266367_2919191_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2045699359835099507.post-6287865439639362093</id><published>2011-07-10T03:10:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-10T12:19:02.333+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bersih 2.0'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='malaysians'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='change'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='malaysia'/><title type='text'>A personal experience - Bersih 2.0</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Hi... the pup and I just came back from the rally and are super exhausted from all that running around but just had to share this. This will be a quick pictorial post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px; " &gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Will write a full account tmr :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hI9-LLIdeEM/ThiuAE2wFkI/AAAAAAAAB1s/gX7n9QlEeLE/s1600/0001.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hI9-LLIdeEM/ThiuAE2wFkI/AAAAAAAAB1s/gX7n9QlEeLE/s400/0001.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627439050726053442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;11.30am - Arriving at Masjid Jamek LRT station area. Cops were station at every entry/exit of the station and well over the streets of the area. The entire section of Jln Tun Perak there was cordoned off. No vehicles in or out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1aCuMV8F3wo/Thit6AbHGbI/AAAAAAAAB1k/MnyhaxKEnAs/s1600/0002.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1aCuMV8F3wo/Thit6AbHGbI/AAAAAAAAB1k/MnyhaxKEnAs/s400/0002.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627438946457164210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;They had already started to check the bags of those who seemed suspicious. But at this point, they weren't at their rudest behaviors.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-G9W8JLx7nh4/Thit5renQFI/AAAAAAAAB1c/ZOu7Z_uBQ0g/s1600/0005.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-G9W8JLx7nh4/Thit5renQFI/AAAAAAAAB1c/ZOu7Z_uBQ0g/s400/0005.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627438940834709586" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;12.38pm - things started to tense up a bit. Not too sure what was going on, but we sought refuge on Burger King's second floor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0MaXCO8hdRQ/Thit5Ps1cPI/AAAAAAAAB1U/oAHyrJKq-XU/s1600/0007.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0MaXCO8hdRQ/Thit5Ps1cPI/AAAAAAAAB1U/oAHyrJKq-XU/s400/0007.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627438933378167026" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;From up there, we noticed there were a lot of rakyat who were pretty in much in the dark and looked super confused at the whole conundrum going on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1hE6SeF9F_o/Thit5M2gDMI/AAAAAAAAB1M/8jfXhD6aY4I/s1600/0008.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1hE6SeF9F_o/Thit5M2gDMI/AAAAAAAAB1M/8jfXhD6aY4I/s400/0008.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627438932613401794" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Some cops were just chilling out at the sidelines....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_A5RtvlmISs/Thit4yDfsPI/AAAAAAAAB1E/Hcc-IpJac9U/s1600/0010.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_A5RtvlmISs/Thit4yDfsPI/AAAAAAAAB1E/Hcc-IpJac9U/s400/0010.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627438925420146930" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Some helped out tourists who were a little lost...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Zy7ae0DcNUs/ThitrGRfz1I/AAAAAAAAB04/YReHSpbFj54/s1600/0017.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Zy7ae0DcNUs/ThitrGRfz1I/AAAAAAAAB04/YReHSpbFj54/s400/0017.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627438690329415506" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;12.52pm - The cops start to disperse the crowd. Everyone starts running&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sCoH5vyhqvg/ThitrN4es8I/AAAAAAAAB0w/_xsTLJRroTk/s1600/0020.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sCoH5vyhqvg/ThitrN4es8I/AAAAAAAAB0w/_xsTLJRroTk/s400/0020.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627438692371968962" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Most people were chased off this street and into the little alleys surrounding the area.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6DGzpcKdCBY/ThitqlIsiOI/AAAAAAAAB0o/V_xFDZtHGUc/s1600/0024.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6DGzpcKdCBY/ThitqlIsiOI/AAAAAAAAB0o/V_xFDZtHGUc/s400/0024.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627438681434130658" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;By this time, most shops had already locked down their premises. We were locked inside Burger King.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vP4XW9WLauk/ThitpolVTbI/AAAAAAAAB0g/LIX8TbaxnPU/s1600/0025.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vP4XW9WLauk/ThitpolVTbI/AAAAAAAAB0g/LIX8TbaxnPU/s400/0025.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627438665179680178" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Then all of a sudden, a convoy of three vehicles appeared on the street. We could only assume that this was the reason why the streets were cleared off?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SAb1pRNuqi0/ThitpTaSFjI/AAAAAAAAB0Y/QceRID98eUk/s1600/0028.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SAb1pRNuqi0/ThitpTaSFjI/AAAAAAAAB0Y/QceRID98eUk/s400/0028.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627438659496187442" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;1.02pm - A group of lawyers (we later learnt there were some from the Bar Council) appeared on scene.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ticx_rdCFMk/ThitaK7RWrI/AAAAAAAAB0Q/pH7xP0DSXrA/s1600/0029.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ticx_rdCFMk/ThitaK7RWrI/AAAAAAAAB0Q/pH7xP0DSXrA/s400/0029.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627438399520594610" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;1.15pm - The journos and photogs start running down this street (towards Sogo, I think. I confess I was a little confused on which street was which, so if I am wrong with the street names or directions, please correct me. Thank you)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-31Sa3A8o-zQ/ThitaH0cXfI/AAAAAAAAB0I/lAuZn4f9jmo/s1600/0031.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-31Sa3A8o-zQ/ThitaH0cXfI/AAAAAAAAB0I/lAuZn4f9jmo/s400/0031.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627438398686649842" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IhPswLOJT3Q/ThitZ-eWo6I/AAAAAAAAB0A/NNDspAMHeCQ/s1600/0033.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &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/-IhPswLOJT3Q/ThitZ-eWo6I/AAAAAAAAB0A/NNDspAMHeCQ/s400/0033.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627438396178080674" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;1.30pm - The FRUs created a formation in front of us at Burger King&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pyuE2yJw_cU/ThitZc5TIiI/AAAAAAAABz4/P2q03zB5l5s/s1600/0034.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pyuE2yJw_cU/ThitZc5TIiI/AAAAAAAABz4/P2q03zB5l5s/s400/0034.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627438387164291618" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;They created a small barricade in the middle of Jln Tun Perak....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U9OqHdoESo0/ThitZJOMOVI/AAAAAAAABzw/tXtH4W0GbXU/s1600/0036.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U9OqHdoESo0/ThitZJOMOVI/AAAAAAAABzw/tXtH4W0GbXU/s400/0036.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627438381883210066" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;... and their commander was standing in a truck with a huge bell (I call him the clanger) and instructs them by going *clang clang clang*...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cdODNa64OtY/ThitI0HDRNI/AAAAAAAABzo/9t8Z2c5Whec/s1600/0037.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cdODNa64OtY/ThitI0HDRNI/AAAAAAAABzo/9t8Z2c5Whec/s400/0037.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627438101338211538" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;... then they ran to change to formation on the other side of the street....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gauMavqupr8/ThitIvUK6lI/AAAAAAAABzg/5nWjS5cNM3w/s1600/0038.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gauMavqupr8/ThitIvUK6lI/AAAAAAAABzg/5nWjS5cNM3w/s400/0038.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627438100051061330" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Tadaa! I really wonder what was the point though....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-opmptjGr1G4/ThitIS0wVcI/AAAAAAAABzY/89RVPj2MBhs/s1600/0039.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-opmptjGr1G4/ThitIS0wVcI/AAAAAAAABzY/89RVPj2MBhs/s400/0039.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627438092403103170" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Then all their trucks came as back up....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PNRKHoKYZ-A/ThitIA9HUqI/AAAAAAAABzQ/jpb5STirB2g/s1600/0042.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PNRKHoKYZ-A/ThitIA9HUqI/AAAAAAAABzQ/jpb5STirB2g/s400/0042.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627438087606325922" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Something's going on down the street from us (Petaling St and Puduraya). Everyone starts heading over...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9Kcl0fsn1wo/ThitIP3EWbI/AAAAAAAABzI/IMLfovvdElw/s1600/0043.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9Kcl0fsn1wo/ThitIP3EWbI/AAAAAAAABzI/IMLfovvdElw/s400/0043.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627438091607497138" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NK_Vx8DH0vA/ThisjrxObLI/AAAAAAAABzA/EOaU5jBAoDc/s1600/0045.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NK_Vx8DH0vA/ThisjrxObLI/AAAAAAAABzA/EOaU5jBAoDc/s400/0045.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627437463444024498" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Cops had these HUGE zip tie thingies which they use as handcuffs instead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Qltn305KePk/ThisjUzpORI/AAAAAAAABy4/1ECCCIvJezU/s1600/0047.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Qltn305KePk/ThisjUzpORI/AAAAAAAABy4/1ECCCIvJezU/s400/0047.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627437457280153874" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;2.00pm - The police arrested an Indian man. He wore a Bersih 2.0 t-shirt under his white shirt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-a8RH53R7AqE/Thisjf8XvbI/AAAAAAAAByw/1OfpvsIgpLY/s1600/0048.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-a8RH53R7AqE/Thisjf8XvbI/AAAAAAAAByw/1OfpvsIgpLY/s400/0048.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627437460269546930" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Interesting that they needed six cops to "arrest" this man. He wasn't even struggling or thrashing around. He barely resisted...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Oak_1oT3rrM/ThisivZcZxI/AAAAAAAAByo/2AUWSDpT95g/s1600/0050.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Oak_1oT3rrM/ThisivZcZxI/AAAAAAAAByo/2AUWSDpT95g/s400/0050.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627437447238149906" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;But as usual our cops were rough on him and the papz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KSLUaffFdi8/ThisigfnmgI/AAAAAAAAByg/ovLV5nEvvi8/s1600/0052.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KSLUaffFdi8/ThisigfnmgI/AAAAAAAAByg/ovLV5nEvvi8/s400/0052.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627437443237517826" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DciX9Rv3-oc/ThisNOSbBAI/AAAAAAAAByY/oQvDl6-hM84/s1600/0055.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DciX9Rv3-oc/ThisNOSbBAI/AAAAAAAAByY/oQvDl6-hM84/s400/0055.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627437077573075970" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;2.35pm - I finally managed to make my way out from Burger King. The rain had just started then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UsqPH0-sZOU/ThisM1gp_9I/AAAAAAAAByQ/o78ApJdpW6w/s1600/0058.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UsqPH0-sZOU/ThisM1gp_9I/AAAAAAAAByQ/o78ApJdpW6w/s400/0058.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627437070921891794" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;More things seemed to be happening down the streets. All the trucks rushed down town.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nTL3ebcO4eE/ThisM2V2YcI/AAAAAAAAByI/qHYSItQcNok/s1600/0065.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nTL3ebcO4eE/ThisM2V2YcI/AAAAAAAAByI/qHYSItQcNok/s400/0065.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627437071145001410" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;2.38pm - The cops arrest more people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EiFT21ys7KM/ThisMs2lZSI/AAAAAAAAByA/FGq_wWATyb8/s1600/0066.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EiFT21ys7KM/ThisMs2lZSI/AAAAAAAAByA/FGq_wWATyb8/s400/0066.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627437068597945634" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1wyxMveyiG0/ThisMY2OzII/AAAAAAAABx4/UT6EVb1M0pQ/s1600/0067.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1wyxMveyiG0/ThisMY2OzII/AAAAAAAABx4/UT6EVb1M0pQ/s400/0067.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627437063227755650" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;2.47pm - We could hear the Bersih 2.0 rally march past us from BK. The pup and I just ran out to join them. This time it was really pouring down on us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jdUrtXTifqk/Thir5PiY-XI/AAAAAAAABxw/u2gep2A8v9A/s1600/0069.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jdUrtXTifqk/Thir5PiY-XI/AAAAAAAABxw/u2gep2A8v9A/s400/0069.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627436734311102834" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4vFO6moMHmA/Thir465MgYI/AAAAAAAABxo/vseiedNkw8o/s1600/0070.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4vFO6moMHmA/Thir465MgYI/AAAAAAAABxo/vseiedNkw8o/s400/0070.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627436728769610114" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Rain pelted down but it did nothing to dampen our determination and spirit!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;iframe width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/IlXxefOD5RM" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fSyiPEyDWgs/Thir4cK_gdI/AAAAAAAABxg/ECSIpUeyX_k/s1600/0071.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fSyiPEyDWgs/Thir4cK_gdI/AAAAAAAABxg/ECSIpUeyX_k/s400/0071.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627436720522756562" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d0PoevB2J-o/Thir4A6NDPI/AAAAAAAABxY/B6Dcs7MjND8/s1600/0072.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &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/-d0PoevB2J-o/Thir4A6NDPI/AAAAAAAABxY/B6Dcs7MjND8/s400/0072.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627436713204583666" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;3.05pm - We walk towards a t-junction at the end of the road only to meet up with another large group.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vpD7yFSs-7k/Thir4OoDaLI/AAAAAAAABxQ/y4Tx4Vksurc/s1600/0075.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vpD7yFSs-7k/Thir4OoDaLI/AAAAAAAABxQ/y4Tx4Vksurc/s400/0075.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627436716886550706" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p0P0aCzr7j0/ThirlaOoH4I/AAAAAAAABxI/8Lok_B3_508/s1600/0077.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &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/-p0P0aCzr7j0/ThirlaOoH4I/AAAAAAAABxI/8Lok_B3_508/s400/0077.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627436393583615874" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sD9nEEVxakA/ThirlMPVqpI/AAAAAAAABxA/EbY6wHdN2fw/s1600/0080.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &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/-sD9nEEVxakA/ThirlMPVqpI/AAAAAAAABxA/EbY6wHdN2fw/s400/0080.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627436389828504210" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Not too long after this, the FRUs came to break the group up. We regrouped few minutes later only to have them back us up into a road and gas us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;iframe width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/OUmapyIRuKY" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;We were quite lucky that we came prepared with gas masks. The tear gas stung us faces for a bit and made breathing difficult but I really pity the others around us who only had a hand towel around their faces for protection. We could hear them coughing and hacking profusely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;The &lt;a href="http://stjohnkl.net/"&gt;St John's Cathedral &lt;/a&gt;was just there, so the pup and I sought refuge in the compound. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oWPLxLZQ-fI/Thirkzn6KPI/AAAAAAAABw4/Y-KoiUdRvdI/s1600/0081.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &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/-oWPLxLZQ-fI/Thirkzn6KPI/AAAAAAAABw4/Y-KoiUdRvdI/s400/0081.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627436383220672754" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;In the whole process of running for my life, I broke my watch :( One of my favorites too :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;At about 4.00pm we decided that we would walk down the street with our new friends and hopefully regroup with some of the Bersih 2.0 rally-ers. And just around the corner, we saw them coming, and in an even larger group!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;iframe width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/SEgBJtYVvYw" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fn2wi7j5gLE/ThirktFyqiI/AAAAAAAABww/_scfDwstFkg/s1600/0086.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fn2wi7j5gLE/ThirktFyqiI/AAAAAAAABww/_scfDwstFkg/s400/0086.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627436381466962466" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;4.04pm - we walked down Jln HS Lee and Jln Gereja towards Jln Ampang and we bumped into this gentleman IN A NECK BRACE! Mad respect!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Salut!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;4.16pm - We walked down Jln Ampang and finally reached the Jln Sultan Ismail intersection.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;iframe width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/T5gPdNh0Wes" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lOfa5165UDQ/ThirkIjJ8CI/AAAAAAAABwo/St9Uq3KoUF4/s1600/0087.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lOfa5165UDQ/ThirkIjJ8CI/AAAAAAAABwo/St9Uq3KoUF4/s400/0087.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627436371658010658" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;We ploughed on through the streets of KL....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kK16a6_OyOg/ThiqoI5IxCI/AAAAAAAABwg/AxmntKV5LHI/s1600/0091.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kK16a6_OyOg/ThiqoI5IxCI/AAAAAAAABwg/AxmntKV5LHI/s400/0091.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627435340958057506" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;This is the amount of people behind us. I can't even begin to tell how many were in front of us!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4nyp7Zw3i30/ThklkM9d4ZI/AAAAAAAAB10/-FBtAxB1OQk/s1600/0093.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4nyp7Zw3i30/ThklkM9d4ZI/AAAAAAAAB10/-FBtAxB1OQk/s400/0093.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627570513260700050" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;4.27pm - Power to the rakyat!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;We sat for a bit, then some in the group burst out in song - the national anthem!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;iframe width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/R8Lj8SAWiNA" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;To sing Negaraku along side my brothers and sisters in a fight, was exhilarating I tell you. Goosebumps and so much pride in me. I never felt THAT proud to be Malaysian.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uK1mzsICzq8/Thiqn-1KdeI/AAAAAAAABwY/VxfX0-IyZDw/s1600/0094.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &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/-uK1mzsICzq8/Thiqn-1KdeI/AAAAAAAABwY/VxfX0-IyZDw/s400/0094.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627435338257036770" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CGqgJ1XPhGk/ThiqnQJuIOI/AAAAAAAABwQ/_lPezQFbumo/s1600/0100.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CGqgJ1XPhGk/ThiqnQJuIOI/AAAAAAAABwQ/_lPezQFbumo/s400/0100.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627435325726793954" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DuRfXbNBM0A/ThiqnOHDggI/AAAAAAAABwI/D60PS0dppXg/s1600/0102.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DuRfXbNBM0A/ThiqnOHDggI/AAAAAAAABwI/D60PS0dppXg/s400/0102.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627435325178741250" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hodInreqsvE/ThiqnMnL03I/AAAAAAAABwA/2EZiM4zL1zs/s1600/0103.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hodInreqsvE/ThiqnMnL03I/AAAAAAAABwA/2EZiM4zL1zs/s400/0103.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627435324776633202" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-orLhnjv8pK8/ThionQhD_lI/AAAAAAAABv4/Lrgf-vZkCu8/s1600/0106.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-orLhnjv8pK8/ThionQhD_lI/AAAAAAAABv4/Lrgf-vZkCu8/s400/0106.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627433126801440338" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mwz-BzoRFJE/ThioncHsFqI/AAAAAAAABvw/sRiO-Rt1moE/s1600/0109.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &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/-mwz-BzoRFJE/ThioncHsFqI/AAAAAAAABvw/sRiO-Rt1moE/s400/0109.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627433129916241570" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5ZofWfN06hw/Thiom8F8JPI/AAAAAAAABvo/QLnKiI_MoRs/s1600/0110.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5ZofWfN06hw/Thiom8F8JPI/AAAAAAAABvo/QLnKiI_MoRs/s400/0110.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627433121318970610" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lcTbNl60XTU/ThiomktT0yI/AAAAAAAABvg/a7kgfEhcns4/s1600/0111.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lcTbNl60XTU/ThiomktT0yI/AAAAAAAABvg/a7kgfEhcns4/s400/0111.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627433115041649442" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;4.43pm - This was when the last fight came. A police chopper hovered dangerously low above us. Initially we thought it was just trying to drown out the speeches but little did we know was, it was a distraction because less than a minute after that, we heard screams from the right (Jln Ampang) and saw FRUs on foot and in trucks charging at us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;YES. Charging at us!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j4_cdUltviM/ThiomgwIebI/AAAAAAAABvY/yW--jf3cWuc/s1600/0112.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j4_cdUltviM/ThiomgwIebI/AAAAAAAABvY/yW--jf3cWuc/s400/0112.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627433113979746738" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;4.45pm - We ran towards KLCC only to find that it was locked down. And guess who else was rallying with us? &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Anonymous_(group)"&gt;Anonymous&lt;/a&gt; :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;The FRUs really came down hard on us this time. We had no choice but to run for our lives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;We were on the inside, slightly safer than those who were still on the streets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;iframe width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Ayih2qBWBtM" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;But the cops showed no mercy. I later found out that it was during this time that the late Baharuddin Ahmad was suffering respiratory complications due to the tear gas bombs that were sent flying his way. Rest in peace, fellow warrior. You will not beforgotten!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Anyways, the pup and I laid low in the park and quickly changed our clothes at the public restroom while plotting a way to get home. We hung out at the park for easily 45 minutes but when we slowly left, we noticed that there were still cops surrounding the perimeter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WNwMjt1JIvs/ThioVOGuwzI/AAAAAAAABvQ/v3P7BKKIoOA/s1600/0113.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WNwMjt1JIvs/ThioVOGuwzI/AAAAAAAABvQ/v3P7BKKIoOA/s400/0113.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627432816916480818" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;5.41pm - We made back to Jln Ampang and saw Mounted Police. I wonder why did they need them for...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--RKAg-wCRGk/ThioU0ZWd7I/AAAAAAAABvI/wrHpQ2cCxxI/s1600/0115.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &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/--RKAg-wCRGk/ThioU0ZWd7I/AAAAAAAABvI/wrHpQ2cCxxI/s400/0115.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627432810015258546" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;All the cops were still there....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aJpofiR2zt4/ThioU2Tv5kI/AAAAAAAABvA/mLORoept9Qs/s1600/0117.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aJpofiR2zt4/ThioU2Tv5kI/AAAAAAAABvA/mLORoept9Qs/s400/0117.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627432810528630338" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bVt_-bMzrxA/ThioUgYDkLI/AAAAAAAABu4/xDid4dRzUI0/s1600/0118.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &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/-bVt_-bMzrxA/ThioUgYDkLI/AAAAAAAABu4/xDid4dRzUI0/s400/0118.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627432804641116338" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;And KLCC was still experiencing a lock down. There was still no going in or out and rumors were, the LRT station downstairs had ceased operations. (this just means that the LRT lines are still running but no one gets in or out of the KLCC stop).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xd6aQmyk6XM/ThioUbBy23I/AAAAAAAABuw/IeL7bFaCbvw/s1600/0119.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xd6aQmyk6XM/ThioUbBy23I/AAAAAAAABuw/IeL7bFaCbvw/s400/0119.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627432803205569394" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;After a while, KLCC's doors opened again and we went in thankfully... had to wait for over an hour for them to reactivate the LRT lines for KLCC.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;The pup and I finally got home at about 7pm...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;Gassed, stomped on, pushed around and all that shit... we're still standing tall. We're still standing proud.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;If you've read this, please help spread the word.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;Thank you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;To all my brothers and sisters whom we had the privilege of walking alongside in the rally today - thank you for being a part of this, thank you for being the caring Malaysian we know and love, thank you for being selfless, thank you. The pup and I are truly humbled and honored to have walked along with you today on this momentous day. We marched peacefully, with love and patriotism. For liberty and democracy. This is the truth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2045699359835099507-6287865439639362093?l=bonkalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonkalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/6287865439639362093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2045699359835099507&amp;postID=6287865439639362093&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2045699359835099507/posts/default/6287865439639362093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2045699359835099507/posts/default/6287865439639362093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonkalicious.blogspot.com/2011/07/personal-experience-bersih-20.html' title='A personal experience - Bersih 2.0'/><author><name>the ~babygirl®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16007875717101192234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/SuG51tgy1FI/AAAAAAAAAP8/MGILIF99sD8/S220/8725_296116265127_709780127_9266367_2919191_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hI9-LLIdeEM/ThiuAE2wFkI/AAAAAAAAB1s/gX7n9QlEeLE/s72-c/0001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2045699359835099507.post-4924349733995955555</id><published>2011-07-09T07:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-09T07:41:34.846+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='malaysia'/><title type='text'>July 9, 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today my friends, will be a momentous day for Malaysia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-e3Euwzt0A6A/TheS1mh4bjI/AAAAAAAABug/0JbyDv0Nzco/s400/203601_118201311597100_3204753_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627127708996103730" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 253px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fellow Malaysians from all over the nation will be joining forces at Stadium Merdeka at 2pm (+8GMT) in a call for clean and clear elections.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;This call consists of 8 points&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Clean the electoral roll&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Reform postal ballot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Use of indelible ink&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Minimum 21 days campaign period&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Free &amp;amp; fair access to all media&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Strengthen public institutions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Stop corruption&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Stop dirty politics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm heading there to walk with my fellow Malaysians. Will you be there?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s: for those who are in the dark, read up about it &lt;a href="http://bersih.org/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; or type Bersih 2.0 in the Google search bar. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2045699359835099507-4924349733995955555?l=bonkalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonkalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/4924349733995955555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2045699359835099507&amp;postID=4924349733995955555&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2045699359835099507/posts/default/4924349733995955555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2045699359835099507/posts/default/4924349733995955555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonkalicious.blogspot.com/2011/07/july-9-2011.html' title='July 9, 2011'/><author><name>the ~babygirl®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16007875717101192234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/SuG51tgy1FI/AAAAAAAAAP8/MGILIF99sD8/S220/8725_296116265127_709780127_9266367_2919191_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-e3Euwzt0A6A/TheS1mh4bjI/AAAAAAAABug/0JbyDv0Nzco/s72-c/203601_118201311597100_3204753_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2045699359835099507.post-3398949110735956219</id><published>2011-07-07T14:02:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-09T08:28:12.181+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='growing up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dresses'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dream'/><title type='text'>Princess weddings....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I confess... I've ALWAYS wanted to be a Disney princess when I was growing up. The lovely dresses, the great ending, a Prince Charming, oh the list goes on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I remember when I was quite young, probably around 3 or 4 years old (I know this for a fact because my dad was still alive then - he passed away 2 weeks before my 5th birthday), I used to be obsessed with Snow White. I would even pick a flower from the garden, then lie down, and place it on my hands, which were neatly folded on my chest. So either mom or dad would have to kiss me to wake me up!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My grandmother even made me a "wedding" dress - complete with veil and bouquet :) my cousins and I would take turns playing bride &amp;amp; bridesmaid.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Getting married has always been a dream of mine - but then again which girl doesn't have a wedding dream.... right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So when I came across &lt;a href="http://www.alfredangelo.com/disney/"&gt;Alfred Angelo's Disney collection&lt;/a&gt;, I was estatic!!! This makes me REALLY REALLY want one for my wedding!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Okay, enough talk - it's picture time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My top 3 choices are........ *DRUM ROLL*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-D9SFQCz8zac/ThVPUVLS6cI/AAAAAAAABuY/kO4tgKooA9c/s1600/Ariel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; width: 400px; display: block; height: 276px; cursor: pointer; " id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626490520169802178" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-D9SFQCz8zac/ThVPUVLS6cI/AAAAAAAABuY/kO4tgKooA9c/s400/Ariel.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Princess Ariel from &lt;a href="http://disneydvd.disney.go.com/the-little-mermaid-platinum-edition.html"&gt;The Little Mermaid&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Although I do know that I will never be able to pull of a mermaid dress. I don't have the body shape for it. Ahhhh but a girl can dream, can't she? :)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HY3TKuOSp_c/ThVPUDbPmcI/AAAAAAAABuQ/LmuW2kQHUE0/s1600/Ariel_front.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; width: 304px; display: block; height: 400px; cursor: pointer; " id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626490515404855746" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HY3TKuOSp_c/ThVPUDbPmcI/AAAAAAAABuQ/LmuW2kQHUE0/s400/Ariel_front.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Front&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Wz5y1yDoFcU/ThVPT6qqumI/AAAAAAAABuI/qnB1Jp4V50w/s1600/Ariel_back.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; width: 302px; display: block; height: 400px; cursor: pointer; " id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626490513053629026" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Wz5y1yDoFcU/ThVPT6qqumI/AAAAAAAABuI/qnB1Jp4V50w/s400/Ariel_back.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Back &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;All that detail in the folds at the back, simple gorgeous, no?&lt;/i&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 href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HxNCQludj2k/ThVPDk3YRQI/AAAAAAAABuA/_HBVP9VDLXk/s1600/Aurora.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; width: 400px; display: block; height: 274px; cursor: pointer; " id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626490232323458306" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HxNCQludj2k/ThVPDk3YRQI/AAAAAAAABuA/_HBVP9VDLXk/s400/Aurora.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Princess Aurora from &lt;a href="http://disneydvd.disney.go.com/sleeping-beauty-50th-anniversary-platinum-edition.html"&gt;Sleeping Beauty&lt;/a&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;i&gt;This was more of because I loved Aurora's voice and the fact that she had 3 fairy god mothers, of which, two kept changing the colour of her dress!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r0erMD92JXA/ThVPDZHjIzI/AAAAAAAABt4/nJ5eUd4fEvw/s1600/Aurora_front.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; width: 303px; display: block; height: 400px; cursor: pointer; " id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626490229170053938" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r0erMD92JXA/ThVPDZHjIzI/AAAAAAAABt4/nJ5eUd4fEvw/s400/Aurora_front.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Front&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ouvbUig07qQ/ThVPDCqpcEI/AAAAAAAABtw/5Y_wiZJBrdg/s1600/Aurora_back.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; width: 302px; display: block; height: 400px; cursor: pointer; " id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626490223143252034" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ouvbUig07qQ/ThVPDCqpcEI/AAAAAAAABtw/5Y_wiZJBrdg/s400/Aurora_back.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Back&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t2vcwb-R3GA/ThVNnqI8USI/AAAAAAAABto/QiVqqNZw1Gc/s1600/Belle1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 283px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626488653191336226" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t2vcwb-R3GA/ThVNnqI8USI/AAAAAAAABto/QiVqqNZw1Gc/s400/Belle1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Belle from &lt;a href="http://disneydvd.disney.go.com/beauty-and-the-beast.html"&gt;Beauty and the Beast&lt;/a&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 href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cc4-xyfOjH8/ThVNnayXQ9I/AAAAAAAABtg/73t1fi3QFhM/s1600/Belle2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 264px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626488649070101458" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cc4-xyfOjH8/ThVNnayXQ9I/AAAAAAAABtg/73t1fi3QFhM/s400/Belle2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here's another shot :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;This by far is my favourite dress! It looks almost exactly like Belle's dress except that it's white... and it's real! I would seriously love to wear this to my wedding! OMG OMG OMG I'm fantasizing already :P shhhhhh don't tell the pup!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4VN4IfOQiq4/ThVMwT__70I/AAAAAAAABtY/X4kM-GzDFu8/s1600/Belle_front.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 303px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626487702355439426" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4VN4IfOQiq4/ThVMwT__70I/AAAAAAAABtY/X4kM-GzDFu8/s400/Belle_front.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Front&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ahat4CBcpak/ThVMlbizRqI/AAAAAAAABtQ/uU_mr6ycQW0/s1600/Belle_front_with_shrug.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 304px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626487515401897634" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ahat4CBcpak/ThVMlbizRqI/AAAAAAAABtQ/uU_mr6ycQW0/s400/Belle_front_with_shrug.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is the fun part. See that shrug? It's detachable. So you can have two looks with one simple manoeuvres Alfred's such a genius&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 href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Mi_kwIyY1Ag/ThVMlF8uuvI/AAAAAAAABtI/XHJ7L1m1tmI/s1600/Belle_front_withoutshrug.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 302px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626487509605071602" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Mi_kwIyY1Ag/ThVMlF8uuvI/AAAAAAAABtI/XHJ7L1m1tmI/s400/Belle_front_withoutshrug.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;See? Perfect looks for the ceremony and the luncheon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Okay, we've seen my top three choices, here is the rest of Alfred's collection. Enjoy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ub0s7Dbe-YI/ThVMfVb10WI/AAAAAAAABtA/YkV8m4m9pm4/s1600/Cinderella.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; width: 400px; display: block; height: 266px; cursor: pointer; " id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626487410682876258" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ub0s7Dbe-YI/ThVMfVb10WI/AAAAAAAABtA/YkV8m4m9pm4/s400/Cinderella.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cinderella from &lt;a href="http://disneydvd.disney.go.com/cinderella-special-edition.html"&gt;Cinderella&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZpHh7rL9-a8/ThVMfC667NI/AAAAAAAABs4/bOArWIbBmHg/s1600/Cinderella_front.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; width: 305px; display: block; height: 400px; cursor: pointer; " id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626487405712960722" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZpHh7rL9-a8/ThVMfC667NI/AAAAAAAABs4/bOArWIbBmHg/s400/Cinderella_front.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Front&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-a2VJKuXIL78/ThVMSintbzI/AAAAAAAABsw/LbVYP3JqR_s/s1600/Jasmine.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; width: 400px; display: block; height: 264px; cursor: pointer; " id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626487190884020018" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-a2VJKuXIL78/ThVMSintbzI/AAAAAAAABsw/LbVYP3JqR_s/s400/Jasmine.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Princess Jasmine from &lt;a href="http://disneydvd.disney.go.com/aladdin-special-edition.html"&gt;Aladdin&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-C_mx82Xq53M/ThVMSUhp4KI/AAAAAAAABso/lRELHEm_mjo/s1600/Jasmine_front.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; width: 300px; display: block; height: 400px; cursor: pointer; " id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626487187100524706" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-C_mx82Xq53M/ThVMSUhp4KI/AAAAAAAABso/lRELHEm_mjo/s400/Jasmine_front.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Front&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BfuLAz3MWhQ/ThVMR5FA1jI/AAAAAAAABsg/1qdTPstCkV4/s1600/Jasmine_back.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; width: 302px; display: block; height: 400px; cursor: pointer; " id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626487179732637234" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BfuLAz3MWhQ/ThVMR5FA1jI/AAAAAAAABsg/1qdTPstCkV4/s400/Jasmine_back.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Back&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kXx3bGJAjrk/ThVMRi0pV3I/AAAAAAAABsY/3S6Fn_Nwzqs/s1600/Snow_White.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; width: 400px; display: block; height: 284px; cursor: pointer; " id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626487173758408562" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kXx3bGJAjrk/ThVMRi0pV3I/AAAAAAAABsY/3S6Fn_Nwzqs/s400/Snow_White.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Snow White from &lt;a href="http://disneydvd.disney.go.com/snow-white-and-the-seven-dwarfs.html"&gt;Snow White and the Seven Dwarves&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eIIV4G3kxpc/ThVMDTsS7QI/AAAAAAAABsQ/4WT3vnfWvr8/s1600/Snow_White_front.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; width: 303px; display: block; height: 400px; cursor: pointer; " id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626486929178684674" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eIIV4G3kxpc/ThVMDTsS7QI/AAAAAAAABsQ/4WT3vnfWvr8/s400/Snow_White_front.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Front&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qY26d1YVoH0/ThVMDLByllI/AAAAAAAABsI/oAUw2jW_be0/s1600/Snow_White_back.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; width: 303px; display: block; height: 400px; cursor: pointer; " id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626486926852920914" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qY26d1YVoH0/ThVMDLByllI/AAAAAAAABsI/oAUw2jW_be0/s400/Snow_White_back.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Back&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ljg0IVdUub0/ThVMC0ml9pI/AAAAAAAABsA/Ss-HMCCeJ88/s1600/Tiana.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; width: 277px; display: block; height: 400px; cursor: pointer; " id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626486920833267346" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ljg0IVdUub0/ThVMC0ml9pI/AAAAAAAABsA/Ss-HMCCeJ88/s400/Tiana.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tiana from &lt;a href="http://disneydvd.disney.go.com/the-princess-and-the-frog.html"&gt;Princess and the Frog&lt;/a&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FKk1iEEneQk/ThVMCqA2dAI/AAAAAAAABr4/v8qjkVHM6OY/s1600/Tiana_front.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; width: 303px; display: block; height: 400px; cursor: pointer; " id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626486917990609922" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FKk1iEEneQk/ThVMCqA2dAI/AAAAAAAABr4/v8qjkVHM6OY/s400/Tiana_front.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Front&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lADgfPp4bRU/ThVMCdhMROI/AAAAAAAABrw/IJ4DTNBm6VU/s1600/Tiana_back.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; width: 303px; display: block; height: 400px; cursor: pointer; " id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626486914636596450" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lADgfPp4bRU/ThVMCdhMROI/AAAAAAAABrw/IJ4DTNBm6VU/s400/Tiana_back.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Back&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;i&gt;All images taken from &lt;a href="http://www.alfredangelo.com/disney/"&gt;www.alfredangelo.com/disney/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2045699359835099507-3398949110735956219?l=bonkalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonkalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/3398949110735956219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2045699359835099507&amp;postID=3398949110735956219&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2045699359835099507/posts/default/3398949110735956219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2045699359835099507/posts/default/3398949110735956219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonkalicious.blogspot.com/2011/07/princess-weddings.html' title='Princess weddings....'/><author><name>the ~babygirl®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16007875717101192234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/SuG51tgy1FI/AAAAAAAAAP8/MGILIF99sD8/S220/8725_296116265127_709780127_9266367_2919191_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-D9SFQCz8zac/ThVPUVLS6cI/AAAAAAAABuY/kO4tgKooA9c/s72-c/Ariel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2045699359835099507.post-3121811452120331521</id><published>2011-07-03T04:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-09T07:49:18.763+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dream intepretation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dream'/><title type='text'>Are these signs?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I believe dreams are either a way for us to work out our frustrations or just a sign that things are going to happen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I just woke up from a weird one&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;- proposed to by prince harry (very young one albeit) but gorgeous ring and it was a fun proposal in front of everyone. he was wearing a grey suit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;- change scene - was at some conference, dropped pup off earlier while i went to finish up work&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;- as I was leaving the hotel, the pup leaned over the railing at the restaurant to watch as I walked towards the carpark. We gave each other flying kisses as I disappeared.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;- was going to go get lunch but it was raining madness so I got really wet. Wearing white working shirt and had really lustrous hair&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;- gave up in the end and drove back to the hotel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;- there was a road block of some sort but i managed to avoid it (reality check: we just saw a road block heading towards the NKVE from the LDP today)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;- somehow i had to wear pants back on because i had taken them off earlier (rain) and i bumped in to four people who supposedly are people i work with - they said they'd gotten the presentation done, all I had to do was read through and get rid of items from it. I felt rather pissed at them for some matter so I gave them the finger and went into the hotel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;- the room door was unlocked so I walked right in only to see someone (who is supposedly my mom) making out with another dude.... AND the pup naked in bed with another woman. I turn green with rage - scream and slapped him but he didn't wake up, so I dragged him out of bed to the bathroom and amazingly picked him up with one hand and splashed his face with water, with my other hand. He woke up and was VERY surprised to see me. I was incoherent then, was just screaming at him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;- as usual he kept apologizing and when I noticed her standing there (she had time to fully dress). she was plain looking and I distinctively remembered her horrid eyeshadow and slit eyes. I was so mad, I grabbed her by the hair at the back of her head and demanded the pup to tell me why.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;- it somehow links back to the first dream. apparently he married her too... and it was tiring for him to constantly wlait for me as I work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I woke up at 4.30am&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I apologize for a really random post as my eyes and brains are struggling to type...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2045699359835099507-3121811452120331521?l=bonkalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonkalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/3121811452120331521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2045699359835099507&amp;postID=3121811452120331521&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2045699359835099507/posts/default/3121811452120331521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2045699359835099507/posts/default/3121811452120331521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonkalicious.blogspot.com/2011/07/are-these-signs.html' title='Are these signs?'/><author><name>the ~babygirl®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16007875717101192234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/SuG51tgy1FI/AAAAAAAAAP8/MGILIF99sD8/S220/8725_296116265127_709780127_9266367_2919191_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2045699359835099507.post-7018559967773189111</id><published>2011-07-01T15:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-03T04:39:16.053+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='growing up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weird'/><title type='text'>And the ugly monster rears its head again</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;For those who have been reading... you would've noticed that I've got this huge issue about insecurity - especially when it comes to the pup and a particular bitch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Then I came across &lt;a href="http://xiaxue.blogspot.com/"&gt;Xiaxue&lt;/a&gt;'s blog about &lt;a href="http://xiaxue.blogspot.com/2011/06/trust.html"&gt;Trust&lt;/a&gt; which is something I totally agree with.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This is a confession that I'm not entirely proud of and I will insist that I did it out of necessity. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;When we first started our relationship, things were going perfect. I was still in Ipoh and he was studying in PJ. He'd come back EVERY chance he could - even if it was a weekday just to hang out. We would webcam almost 24/7 - except when I was at work or he was in class. Then one day that particular bitch came into our lives. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Since then, I had never been able to trust him fully. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Even today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1. Call him to see where he is&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Nah, I don't do that. Partly because the pup is a bit of a loner sometimes and seeing that we're both from the same group of friends, we pretty much hangout with the same crowd (unless if I'm having a girly night out). Although there was a time where I had this thing installed on our cell phones so that I could see where he was. It really did come in handy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;2. Keeping tabs&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Not the best thing to really be doing, I'll tell you. But I've managed to keep tabs on what he does - I'm not going to tell you what it is but Xiaxue mentioned it a few times. And with him not knowing that I was actually keeping tabs was helpful because I could help prevent shit from happening.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Believe me, this has happened twice okay. And I can't begin to tell you how heart-breaking and distressing it is to know that someone you thought wouldn't break your heart - and he does it. And it wasn't even accidental.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;3. Fresh bait&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yeah I'm pretty sure he won't go for fresh bait. This is because, from past experience, he goes for ex-gfs/flings. Why? I guess because it's easier - there's no need for a courtship and the whole get to know each other. You can just hop into bed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So yes, I'm not worried about new people that he meets. Just his history - that's all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In a way I'm not too worried because the pup and I are so connected - I can feel when shit is going to hit the ceiling - so I can always do something to stop it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So no, even with all that we've been through, I still don't and won't trust him fully because it's true - trust has to be earned over time and unfortunately he knowingly broke it hoping I wouldn't find out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's strange isn't it... with all these stuff that's going on I somehow know that it's worth fighting for... :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yes I know I'm weird &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2045699359835099507-7018559967773189111?l=bonkalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonkalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/7018559967773189111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2045699359835099507&amp;postID=7018559967773189111&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2045699359835099507/posts/default/7018559967773189111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2045699359835099507/posts/default/7018559967773189111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonkalicious.blogspot.com/2011/07/and-ugly-monster-rears-its-head-again.html' title='And the ugly monster rears its head again'/><author><name>the ~babygirl®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16007875717101192234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/SuG51tgy1FI/AAAAAAAAAP8/MGILIF99sD8/S220/8725_296116265127_709780127_9266367_2919191_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2045699359835099507.post-4579629962495267057</id><published>2011-06-29T12:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-02T09:55:40.997+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='puppy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dream'/><title type='text'>Please don't disappear...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I think I've been watching one too many episodes of &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0158552/"&gt;Charmed&lt;/a&gt;... I've just finished Season 5 where &lt;a href="http://www.tv.com/charmed/oh-my-goddess-2/episode/237366/recap.html?tag=episode_recap;recap"&gt;Leo's become an Elder&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It's true what they say about Pisceans - that feelings define them. I am often overwhelmed by emotions that most people think I'm making it up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;But yeah back to Charmed... Leo has just been bumped up from just being the girls' white lighter and into an Elder. Not a bad thing really, except that he and Piper just had a kid - baby Wyatt. Plus, things have finally started to go really well for Piper and Leo (finally!)... so now Piper has to deal with the fact that she has no husband and is a single mom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;In my dream last night, I dreamt that somehow or rather, the pup had left. And it was &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;heart-wrenching&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It wasn't like he died... or he decided to end this but more of... he had just left. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So I was left to deal with all his stuff (which I was told by many that I should just leave it and move on because he's not coming back).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I'm probably stressing out that I'll be alone for about five days when he heads over to Melbourne in mid-July...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I don't know...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I'm just stressing...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2045699359835099507-4579629962495267057?l=bonkalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonkalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/4579629962495267057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2045699359835099507&amp;postID=4579629962495267057&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2045699359835099507/posts/default/4579629962495267057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2045699359835099507/posts/default/4579629962495267057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonkalicious.blogspot.com/2011/06/please-dont-disappear.html' title='Please don&apos;t disappear...'/><author><name>the ~babygirl®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16007875717101192234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/SuG51tgy1FI/AAAAAAAAAP8/MGILIF99sD8/S220/8725_296116265127_709780127_9266367_2919191_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2045699359835099507.post-6307057562923088777</id><published>2011-06-25T20:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-25T20:31:16.791+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='puppy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anniversary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>1000 days of puppy &amp; bunny madness!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-u7UgKEspdoY/TgXUrq8wiVI/AAAAAAAABrk/uCXdqA4KWk8/s1600/1000.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 308px; height: 195px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-u7UgKEspdoY/TgXUrq8wiVI/AAAAAAAABrk/uCXdqA4KWk8/s400/1000.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622133556570523986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Love you so much! &amp;lt;3&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's to another few thousands :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2045699359835099507-6307057562923088777?l=bonkalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonkalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/6307057562923088777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2045699359835099507&amp;postID=6307057562923088777&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2045699359835099507/posts/default/6307057562923088777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2045699359835099507/posts/default/6307057562923088777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonkalicious.blogspot.com/2011/06/1000-days-of-puppy-bunny-madness.html' title='1000 days of puppy &amp; bunny madness!!!'/><author><name>the ~babygirl®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16007875717101192234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/SuG51tgy1FI/AAAAAAAAAP8/MGILIF99sD8/S220/8725_296116265127_709780127_9266367_2919191_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-u7UgKEspdoY/TgXUrq8wiVI/AAAAAAAABrk/uCXdqA4KWk8/s72-c/1000.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2045699359835099507.post-1512535989697659964</id><published>2011-06-24T22:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-24T22:13:41.287+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='puppy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anniversary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>We're almost there....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oeEeNuNdXkg/TgSZI9PzczI/AAAAAAAABkk/qpiO7vhxWOg/s1600/almost%2Bthere.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 306px; height: 193px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oeEeNuNdXkg/TgSZI9PzczI/AAAAAAAABkk/qpiO7vhxWOg/s400/almost%2Bthere.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621786614024074034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Wow... 999 days already... I know that the last few months, the relationship between the pup and I have been more of like a married couple instead of boyfriend-girlfriend... but looking back at it, I don't think I would want it any differently....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I know I've been counting down for a bit for this... it's really a big milestone (particularly for me) and I'd love for tomorrow to be a super special day...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Unfortunately, we both have work commitments during the day - I've just moved offices so this weekend we're going in and out of the office getting things unpacked and straightened out. He's having a recording session with his old college mate Rina, who btw has great vocals and she looks bloody adorable! Check out her &lt;a href="http://www.reverbnation.com/rina"&gt;reverbnation&lt;/a&gt; or &lt;a href="http://triplejeng.wordpress.com/"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt; to find out more about her!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So we're just going to go out for dinner instead :) Please pray that we won't be too tired at the end of the day and end up ordering in!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2045699359835099507-1512535989697659964?l=bonkalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonkalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/1512535989697659964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2045699359835099507&amp;postID=1512535989697659964&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2045699359835099507/posts/default/1512535989697659964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2045699359835099507/posts/default/1512535989697659964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonkalicious.blogspot.com/2011/06/were-almost-there.html' title='We&apos;re almost there....'/><author><name>the ~babygirl®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16007875717101192234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/SuG51tgy1FI/AAAAAAAAAP8/MGILIF99sD8/S220/8725_296116265127_709780127_9266367_2919191_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oeEeNuNdXkg/TgSZI9PzczI/AAAAAAAABkk/qpiO7vhxWOg/s72-c/almost%2Bthere.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2045699359835099507.post-1521471867416007492</id><published>2011-06-17T19:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-18T19:58:44.829+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='malaysia'/><title type='text'>Perodua Myvi.... Lagi Best!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Last month I got the chance to test drive the new Myvi :) It was a lot of fun and I wish I could.... but I wasn't allowed to post anything up until they launched yesterday at the PWTC.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyways, here are some pix that I took that day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vOV8w571-D8/TfyOAUSEVqI/AAAAAAAABgc/Gh0oVX20emo/s1600/0001.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vOV8w571-D8/TfyOAUSEVqI/AAAAAAAABgc/Gh0oVX20emo/s400/0001.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619522571147171490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;See... Media Test Drive/Preview Event! I'm part of the cool crowd :P Hahaha just kidding. Most media work ahead of time so a lot of companies give us sneak peeks so that we can time the publicity and the launch at the same time :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hjbfxhjcFoE/TfyPLpPPlzI/AAAAAAAABgs/ncvKCi5Q3aI/s1600/0003.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hjbfxhjcFoE/TfyPLpPPlzI/AAAAAAAABgs/ncvKCi5Q3aI/s400/0003.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619523865262659378" style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Here we go... the unveiling of the new Perodua Myvi!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;1....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3r5yWcM7en8/TfyPbh3zH4I/AAAAAAAABg0/tpA7U-e-zQA/s1600/0004.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3r5yWcM7en8/TfyPbh3zH4I/AAAAAAAABg0/tpA7U-e-zQA/s400/0004.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619524138163183490" style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;2.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KXlNtDweJr8/TfyN-4-7gzI/AAAAAAAABgU/hVkzcTAFqYA/s1600/0007.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KXlNtDweJr8/TfyN-4-7gzI/AAAAAAAABgU/hVkzcTAFqYA/s400/0007.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619522546639274802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;3!!! Tadaa!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It looks pretty cool right? So much sleeker than the older version. I like how the new curves and bold lines makes it look so much more dynamic...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RrxAttIuUZ4/TfyN9SQM0qI/AAAAAAAABgM/ijnJS3BC2-A/s1600/0010.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RrxAttIuUZ4/TfyN9SQM0qI/AAAAAAAABgM/ijnJS3BC2-A/s400/0010.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619522519062860450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Test drive time! I picked a manual transmission to try out. It was pretty good, except that it's a new car, so the clutch was a little stiff.... but yeah smooth drive and it's got plenty of interior space... perfect for people like me! (you should see the back seat and boot of my car right now, it's FILLED with stuff!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cFO65PWVncs/TfyN72aF7lI/AAAAAAAABgE/2oKdSQD_p9Q/s1600/0012.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cFO65PWVncs/TfyN72aF7lI/AAAAAAAABgE/2oKdSQD_p9Q/s400/0012.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619522494408289874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The Perodua Myvi Elegance model (highest of its range) comes with a multi tasking touch screen multimedia system! It's a radio, GPS, DVD player and also works as a hands free profile. Yup you can use it as your phone as well! Just plug it in and tap on the screen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Unfortunately, the DVD player is fitted at the front, so according to the rules of the Traffic Department (JPJ), it will only work with the hand brake is pulled!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;You know what else is great about this system? It plays MP3 and WMA formats... and is compatible with USB and Bluetooth devices! All it needs now is an iPhone/iPod dock :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jA_CmMcj4lg/TfyN6g8XyLI/AAAAAAAABf8/mMVlG09VjP0/s1600/0013.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jA_CmMcj4lg/TfyN6g8XyLI/AAAAAAAABf8/mMVlG09VjP0/s400/0013.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619522471466617010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The new Perodua Myvi comes in six colors.... but it's brand new feature color is &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mystical Purple&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. It's pretty nice... and from some angles it comes off very dark... almost like a black but not really black.... if you know what I mean.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-44uCBOx0g8w/TfyNSMiOQzI/AAAAAAAABf0/6iyu8D4RRXw/s1600/0014.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 225px; height: 400px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-44uCBOx0g8w/TfyNSMiOQzI/AAAAAAAABf0/6iyu8D4RRXw/s400/0014.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619521778793464626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;That's how spacious the boot is. It actually goes in a bit deeper but with so many people around, I couldn't climb in to show you :) But yeah this is my basic 'measurement' for how big a boot is. If I can sit comfortably in it... then it's good enough for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Plus, the back seats fold 60/40 if you need more cargo space. (60/40 means the back seats are divided into a one and two-seater so you can pull either the one-seater down or the two-seater down or both!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VwTaoAV5FDg/TfyNQJuYklI/AAAAAAAABfs/ZalHcvQls8M/s1600/0016.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VwTaoAV5FDg/TfyNQJuYklI/AAAAAAAABfs/ZalHcvQls8M/s400/0016.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619521743679427154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The engine. I saw a lot of people taking pix of it so I did it too but I have no idea what I'm looking at... hahaha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TuAZ0K4vI3Y/TfyNOox1cgI/AAAAAAAABfk/s8aWOuydbxQ/s1600/0017.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TuAZ0K4vI3Y/TfyNOox1cgI/AAAAAAAABfk/s8aWOuydbxQ/s400/0017.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619521717655663106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;That's me at the wheel :) This is that &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Mystical Purple&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; that I was talking about. Quite nice, right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DlxWeCfpoW8/TfyNMHmCanI/AAAAAAAABfU/gzfTu-lufLA/s1600/0021.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 225px; height: 400px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DlxWeCfpoW8/TfyNMHmCanI/AAAAAAAABfU/gzfTu-lufLA/s400/0021.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619521674388073074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;How could I pass on a cam-whore opportunity? :)&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/2045699359835099507-1521471867416007492?l=bonkalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonkalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/1521471867416007492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2045699359835099507&amp;postID=1521471867416007492&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2045699359835099507/posts/default/1521471867416007492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2045699359835099507/posts/default/1521471867416007492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonkalicious.blogspot.com/2011/06/perodua-myvi-lagi-best.html' title='Perodua Myvi.... Lagi Best!'/><author><name>the ~babygirl®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16007875717101192234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/SuG51tgy1FI/AAAAAAAAAP8/MGILIF99sD8/S220/8725_296116265127_709780127_9266367_2919191_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vOV8w571-D8/TfyOAUSEVqI/AAAAAAAABgc/Gh0oVX20emo/s72-c/0001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2045699359835099507.post-7067810897091794163</id><published>2011-06-16T07:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-16T07:35:29.373+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='puppy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anniversary'/><title type='text'>9 days to go</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3wmIkgQ6bms/TflBhvmrNvI/AAAAAAAABfM/PVRClwGXid0/s1600/days.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 309px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3wmIkgQ6bms/TflBhvmrNvI/AAAAAAAABfM/PVRClwGXid0/s400/days.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618594058091575026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;This is so cool.... can you imagine? Almost 1000 days and still going on strong. I'm more psyched about this than hitting the 3 year mark :P&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/2045699359835099507-7067810897091794163?l=bonkalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonkalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/7067810897091794163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2045699359835099507&amp;postID=7067810897091794163&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2045699359835099507/posts/default/7067810897091794163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2045699359835099507/posts/default/7067810897091794163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonkalicious.blogspot.com/2011/06/9-days-to-go.html' title='9 days to go'/><author><name>the ~babygirl®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16007875717101192234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/SuG51tgy1FI/AAAAAAAAAP8/MGILIF99sD8/S220/8725_296116265127_709780127_9266367_2919191_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3wmIkgQ6bms/TflBhvmrNvI/AAAAAAAABfM/PVRClwGXid0/s72-c/days.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2045699359835099507.post-8157670968663586580</id><published>2011-06-12T09:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-12T10:08:22.041+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Oh no... no H2O :(</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dZsA2-FkEzg/TfQcoHVhWnI/AAAAAAAABfE/Lpe9hSXfkCA/s1600/108226850.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dZsA2-FkEzg/TfQcoHVhWnI/AAAAAAAABfE/Lpe9hSXfkCA/s400/108226850.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617146110727510642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I've been waking up rather early on weekends for the past month or so. It's either stress or my body clock just got used to it... I'm usually up by about 6.30 &amp;gt;.&amp;lt; which annoys the crap outta me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Today I woke up because the pup got up to go to the bathroom.... I gazed at the clock 9.30 and snuggled back under the covers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Then...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Errrrrrrr.... hunnnneeeeeee!!!!" the pup calls from the bathroom. "The tap's not working...."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;*sigh* stupid construction works.... please give us our water supply back!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2045699359835099507-8157670968663586580?l=bonkalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonkalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/8157670968663586580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2045699359835099507&amp;postID=8157670968663586580&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2045699359835099507/posts/default/8157670968663586580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2045699359835099507/posts/default/8157670968663586580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonkalicious.blogspot.com/2011/06/oh-no-no-h2o.html' title='Oh no... no H2O :('/><author><name>the ~babygirl®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16007875717101192234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/SuG51tgy1FI/AAAAAAAAAP8/MGILIF99sD8/S220/8725_296116265127_709780127_9266367_2919191_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dZsA2-FkEzg/TfQcoHVhWnI/AAAAAAAABfE/Lpe9hSXfkCA/s72-c/108226850.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2045699359835099507.post-2697000316204696399</id><published>2011-06-10T23:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-12T23:29:12.454+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><title type='text'>how appropriate</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;You know there are days when you really just don't feel like doing anything? And you know when it gets worse when there's actually a song about it that you can sing-a-long?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;iframe width="560" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/fLexgOxsZu0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Happy Friday peeps!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;p/s: Just in case you guys want to sing-a-long :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Bruno Mars - The Lazy Song&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif; font-size: 17px; line-height: 27px; "&gt;Today I Don't Feel Like Doing Anything&lt;br /&gt;I Just Wanna Lay In My Bed&lt;br /&gt;Don't Feel Like Pickin' Up My Phone&lt;br /&gt;So Leave A Message At The Tone&lt;br /&gt;'Cause Today I swear I'm Not Doin' Anythin'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm Gonna Kick My Feet Up&lt;br /&gt;Then Stare At The Fan&lt;br /&gt;Turn The TV On&lt;br /&gt;Throw My Hand In My Pants&lt;br /&gt;Nobody's Gon' Tell Me I Can't&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll Be Lounging On The Couch, Jus' Chillin In My Snuggie&lt;br /&gt;Click To MTV So They Can Teach Me Howda Dougie&lt;br /&gt;Cause In My Castle I'm The Freakin' Man&lt;br /&gt;Oh Oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I Said It&lt;br /&gt;I Said It&lt;br /&gt;I Said It 'Cause I Can&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I Don't Feel Like Doing Anything&lt;br /&gt;I Just Wanna Lay In My Bed&lt;br /&gt;Don't Feel Like Pickin' Up My Phone&lt;br /&gt;So Leave A Message At The Tone&lt;br /&gt;'Cause Today I Swear I'm Not Doin' Anythin'&lt;br /&gt;Nothin' At All&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woo Hoo Ooh&lt;br /&gt;Woo Hoo Ooh Ooooh Ooh Ooh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothin' At All&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woo Hoo Ooh&lt;br /&gt;Woo Hoo Ooh Ooooh Ooh Ooh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I'll Wake Up Do Some P90X&lt;br /&gt;Meet A Really Nice Girl Have Some Really Nice Sex&lt;br /&gt;She's Gonna Scream Out "This Is Great!" (Oh My God! This Is Great!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Might Mess Around, and Get My Collage Degree&lt;br /&gt;I Bet My Old Man Would Be So Prouda Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;But Sorry Pops You'll Just Have To Wait&lt;br /&gt;Oh Oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I Said It&lt;br /&gt;I Said It&lt;br /&gt;I Said It 'Cause I Can&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I Don't Feel Like Doing Anything&lt;br /&gt;I Just Wanna Lay In My Bed&lt;br /&gt;Don't Feel Like Pickin' Up My Phone&lt;br /&gt;So Leave A Message At The Tone&lt;br /&gt;'Cause Today I swear I'm Not Doin' Anythin'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No I Ain't Gonna Comb My Hair&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I Ain't Goin' Anywhere&lt;br /&gt;No No No No No No No No No&lt;br /&gt;Ohhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll Just Strut In My Birthday Suit&lt;br /&gt;And Let Everything Hang Loose&lt;br /&gt;Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah&lt;br /&gt;Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I Said It&lt;br /&gt;I Said It&lt;br /&gt;I Said It 'Cause I Can&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I Don't Feel Like Doing Anything&lt;br /&gt;I Just Wanna Lay In My Bed&lt;br /&gt;Don't Feel Like Pickin' Up My Phone&lt;br /&gt;So Leave A Message At The Tone&lt;br /&gt;'Cause Today I swear I'm Not Doin' Anythin'&lt;br /&gt;Nothin' At All&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woo Hoo Ooh&lt;br /&gt;Woo Hoo Ooh Ooooh Ooh Ooh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothin' At All&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woo Hoo Ooh&lt;br /&gt;Woo Hoo Ooh Ooooh Ooh Ooh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2045699359835099507-2697000316204696399?l=bonkalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonkalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/2697000316204696399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2045699359835099507&amp;postID=2697000316204696399&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2045699359835099507/posts/default/2697000316204696399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2045699359835099507/posts/default/2697000316204696399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonkalicious.blogspot.com/2011/06/how-appropriate.html' title='how appropriate'/><author><name>the ~babygirl®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16007875717101192234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/SuG51tgy1FI/AAAAAAAAAP8/MGILIF99sD8/S220/8725_296116265127_709780127_9266367_2919191_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/fLexgOxsZu0/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2045699359835099507.post-1448812054832930387</id><published>2011-06-04T16:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-04T16:28:35.085+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='confusion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='changing times'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='growing up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><title type='text'>It's June....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Time really flies. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I've gotta tell you, 2011 has really been a harrowing year for me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;First the puppy fell down; then his mom decided to cut him off completely since Christmas last year, making our financial situation &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;really really&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; rocky; work has begun to pile up and I'm beginning to wonder if I made the right move, so it's been pretty much downhill this whole year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I've just gotten a tip off that an international hotel resort about 15 mins away from home is looking to hire someone for their PR side. I know I stopped working in the corp world because I couldn't take the mundane-ness of it, but seriously, I think I have to be a bit more practical these days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I think I made a bad move - career wise. I had always wanted to be a writer - for as long as I can remember. Then when this opportunity came along, I jumped at it. But now I'm thinking that it's not that all worth it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Why?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;a) I'm write and do stuff that I don't like, don't believe in or are against my principles because these people are clients. It really makes me think why am I doing this? I've just begun to realize that, at the end of the day, it's not that much about the writing but about how much money they can get from the writing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;b) It's not a job that pays well. I know I get quite a fair bit of free things, like trips or products but those stuff do not help to pay the bills - especially not with the financial situation I've been in for the past 6 months...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Oh well, I just wanted to rant.... sorry about this!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2045699359835099507-1448812054832930387?l=bonkalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonkalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/1448812054832930387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2045699359835099507&amp;postID=1448812054832930387&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2045699359835099507/posts/default/1448812054832930387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2045699359835099507/posts/default/1448812054832930387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonkalicious.blogspot.com/2011/06/its-june.html' title='It&apos;s June....'/><author><name>the ~babygirl®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16007875717101192234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/SuG51tgy1FI/AAAAAAAAAP8/MGILIF99sD8/S220/8725_296116265127_709780127_9266367_2919191_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2045699359835099507.post-4722027118981900398</id><published>2011-05-25T22:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-04T22:33:10.305+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flower'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eco-friendly'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Trying to be as eco-friendly as possible</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I've been writing a bit about being friendly to the environment for a while now and especially after the &lt;a href="http://bonkalicious.blogspot.com/2011/03/earth-hour.html"&gt;Earth Hour rant&lt;/a&gt;, I wanted to show everyone that being environmentally friendly is not that all difficult. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I know it does take a little going out of your regular way but it's really quite worth it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TDGAmC8FSIA/Teo--_cZZyI/AAAAAAAABe8/TZgzDETL6vI/s400/0001.jpg" style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px; " border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614369137374095138" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I know this is a tad unsightly but here's how I collect plastics and paper at home. The plastics need a bit more work though. I make sure they're all clean and empty before putting them in the pile. Let's face it, the people at the recycling plant already have the painstaking job of trying to read which category it falls into, let alone needing to clean it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kNpXEEmTvz0/Teo--lXD6BI/AAAAAAAABe0/RJ1UZp5kwfw/s400/0002.jpg" style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614369130372392978" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;For fertilizer, I usually take the odds and ends of veggies, chop them up into smaller pieces and dunk them into the blender. I'll add in some water that I've used to wash/soak veggies in earlier so that it blends smoother...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uXqiTaTXyOo/Teo--YoxAQI/AAAAAAAABes/rnVTrjUU3nY/s400/0003.jpg" style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614369126956990722" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It really does kinda look like some regular smoothie :P and truth be told, it doesn't smell that all bad!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lC92AT6Ha4I/Teo--f-bVEI/AAAAAAAABek/XhLnUUFd7uc/s400/0004.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614369128926893122" style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dilute the mixture with more water and pour it over my plants like you're watering them like normal. The blended mixture makes it easier for it to disintegrate and it's a lot better than dunking the odds and ends, and waiting for it to decay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;How else do you try to be eco-friendly? Do share some ideas :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2045699359835099507-4722027118981900398?l=bonkalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonkalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/4722027118981900398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2045699359835099507&amp;postID=4722027118981900398&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2045699359835099507/posts/default/4722027118981900398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2045699359835099507/posts/default/4722027118981900398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonkalicious.blogspot.com/2011/05/trying-to-be-as-eco-friendly-as.html' title='Trying to be as eco-friendly as possible'/><author><name>the ~babygirl®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16007875717101192234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/SuG51tgy1FI/AAAAAAAAAP8/MGILIF99sD8/S220/8725_296116265127_709780127_9266367_2919191_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TDGAmC8FSIA/Teo--_cZZyI/AAAAAAAABe8/TZgzDETL6vI/s72-c/0001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2045699359835099507.post-8262266861864166668</id><published>2011-05-20T18:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-20T18:04:06.364+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='update'/><title type='text'>A month flies by...</title><content type='html'>Doesn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been so busy at work the last four weeks that I haven't had the time to blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AT ALL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways just logged in for a bit to let you all know I'm still alive... not necessarily kicking but seriously bogged down with a million things to do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just this month alone I've conducted three photoshoots and two interviews... and I have two more shoots at the end of the month (which also means I have to go get my product loans done in time too!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck peeps!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2045699359835099507-8262266861864166668?l=bonkalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonkalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/8262266861864166668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2045699359835099507&amp;postID=8262266861864166668&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2045699359835099507/posts/default/8262266861864166668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2045699359835099507/posts/default/8262266861864166668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonkalicious.blogspot.com/2011/05/month-flies-by.html' title='A month flies by...'/><author><name>the ~babygirl®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16007875717101192234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/SuG51tgy1FI/AAAAAAAAAP8/MGILIF99sD8/S220/8725_296116265127_709780127_9266367_2919191_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2045699359835099507.post-1089367630595717432</id><published>2011-05-08T17:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-25T20:23:34.595+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Review: Samsung ST700</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I got the Samsung ST700 to try out a few days ago and I felt compelled to write about it. One of Samsung's flagship touch screen interface and dual LCD screen, I was pretty impressed when I heard about it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The LCD screen in front was create to make self-portraits MUCH easier for all cam-whores. I mean, let's face it, how many times have you tried to take a shot of yourself, flip the camera around to check the image and think "Oh crap, I'm a little off centre/I kinda blinked/I looked a little to the side."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KFHb8hPMJYU/TgW-msOPQPI/AAAAAAAABrc/Ks63E_D4dVQ/s1600/0029.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KFHb8hPMJYU/TgW-msOPQPI/AAAAAAAABrc/Ks63E_D4dVQ/s400/0029.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622109281757118706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I was SO excited when I got the box! But my doubts started to kick in when I saw 16 megapixels. I mean seriously, 16 megapixels on a point and shoot is really a bit too much... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-k_-FmghBJwU/TgW-mWFZMpI/AAAAAAAABrM/l6XUNYDBVSw/s1600/0031.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-k_-FmghBJwU/TgW-mWFZMpI/AAAAAAAABrM/l6XUNYDBVSw/s400/0031.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622109275814441618" style="text-align: justify; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;This is what it looks like in front. It's really sleek and I love that burgundy red. It's got that posh feel to it, don't you think? Besides, burgundy red sure beats the regular black colored cameras eh? :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;*Also comes in Rose Gold, Silver and Black&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3IUqrbt9f6Y/TgW-Zlof6qI/AAAAAAAABq8/YhChjR1oTwY/s400/0034.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622109056649915042" style="text-align: justify; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pretty neat huh? It actually fits in the palm of my hand!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Gu5ctb_nNn8/TgW-mX9FWNI/AAAAAAAABrE/xQ_Siusz5JM/s1600/0032.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Gu5ctb_nNn8/TgW-mX9FWNI/AAAAAAAABrE/xQ_Siusz5JM/s400/0032.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622109276316457170" style="text-align: justify; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;It's got a full 3" touch screen interface so the whole camera has like three buttons only. Power. Replay. And I can't remember what the last one did :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WphSRXLdSks/TgW-mmReqPI/AAAAAAAABrU/_VOlZswgy0I/s1600/0030.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WphSRXLdSks/TgW-mmReqPI/AAAAAAAABrU/_VOlZswgy0I/s400/0030.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622109280160098546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I love the cable. It's a USB 2.0 to 20 pin connector. It's so much easier to connect to my netbook to upload images...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jPXkt5JLyf4/TgW9_lKjZiI/AAAAAAAABqM/hAnPtzRCIbE/s400/0040.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622108609847715362" style="text-align: justify; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Just plug the thinner end into the camera and the regular sized USB into your netbook and you're ready to transfer!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-I-EQlOIfcl8/TgW-ZQRIRcI/AAAAAAAABq0/JKygvnzyXTs/s1600/0035.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-I-EQlOIfcl8/TgW-ZQRIRcI/AAAAAAAABq0/JKygvnzyXTs/s400/0035.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622109050914751938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It comes with a little stylus for the touch screen. Much as they try, Samsung still hasn't nailed that smoothness the Apple products have. I somehow found using this a little cumbersome. I mean, to have to whip that out to start poking at the screen? Nah, I used my fingers mostly but it didn't respond as fast and smooth as I'd like... At times it was rather laggy too...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EVX0HsM2Z5s/TgW-ZBC6K0I/AAAAAAAABqs/uiN5vfBvHHc/s1600/0036.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EVX0HsM2Z5s/TgW-ZBC6K0I/AAAAAAAABqs/uiN5vfBvHHc/s400/0036.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622109046828575554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But besides that whole laggy-ish touch screen thing, it does come with a whole bunch of cool applications in it.... here's the first page....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zx2h91CcJ9c/TgW-ZA_6RfI/AAAAAAAABqk/IwjuiqkfiCk/s1600/0037.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zx2h91CcJ9c/TgW-ZA_6RfI/AAAAAAAABqk/IwjuiqkfiCk/s400/0037.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622109046815999474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And the second page....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I tried the &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Vignetting&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; application and this is what I got&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t7IYHN6y65U/TgW8J77jM6I/AAAAAAAABnM/dJBJKbJleyE/s1600/0080.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t7IYHN6y65U/TgW8J77jM6I/AAAAAAAABnM/dJBJKbJleyE/s400/0080.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622106588734239650" style="text-align: justify; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 225px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ExilqOe10kE/TgW7vZv77OI/AAAAAAAABnE/NH1SfDqy-Eg/s1600/0083.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ExilqOe10kE/TgW7vZv77OI/AAAAAAAABnE/NH1SfDqy-Eg/s400/0083.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622106132882124002" style="text-align: justify; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 225px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the Photo Editor function was pretty cool too. It makes it so much easier to take cool pix without having to know how to do it technically....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JuL5vDMIF8s/TgW7vEJzX4I/AAAAAAAABm8/CPMCyy7xHcw/s1600/0084.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JuL5vDMIF8s/TgW7vEJzX4I/AAAAAAAABm8/CPMCyy7xHcw/s400/0084.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622106127085035394" style="text-align: justify; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;Miniature effect&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tfSDqHRiQDM/TgW7vLr5rGI/AAAAAAAABm0/U1zp6uc6tCc/s1600/0085.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tfSDqHRiQDM/TgW7vLr5rGI/AAAAAAAABm0/U1zp6uc6tCc/s400/0085.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622106129107102818" style="text-align: justify; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;Half tone dot effect&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZlVbGjDBOEs/TgW7ux8O66I/AAAAAAAABms/iHMpWNnSClg/s1600/0086.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZlVbGjDBOEs/TgW7ux8O66I/AAAAAAAABms/iHMpWNnSClg/s400/0086.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622106122196282274" style="text-align: justify; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;Fog effect&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cipHvGtkA6M/TgW7u8JqriI/AAAAAAAABmk/ecP1tYdyx2I/s1600/0087.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cipHvGtkA6M/TgW7u8JqriI/AAAAAAAABmk/ecP1tYdyx2I/s400/0087.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622106124936982050" style="text-align: justify; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;Old Film I effect&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HC_JG9NzsHQ/TgWmjoOt6HI/AAAAAAAABmU/2bibjGCtXcE/s1600/0088.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HC_JG9NzsHQ/TgWmjoOt6HI/AAAAAAAABmU/2bibjGCtXcE/s400/0088.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622082840866711666" style="text-align: justify; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;Old Film II effect&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hg6AvU2a64o/TgWmjmceG5I/AAAAAAAABmM/q8i4rBK_twY/s1600/0089.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hg6AvU2a64o/TgWmjmceG5I/AAAAAAAABmM/q8i4rBK_twY/s400/0089.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622082840387525522" style="text-align: justify; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soft tone effect&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yvKUqsvMpW8/TgWmjYXzXyI/AAAAAAAABmE/4lo6lASRm8s/s1600/0090.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yvKUqsvMpW8/TgWmjYXzXyI/AAAAAAAABmE/4lo6lASRm8s/s400/0090.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622082836609851170" style="text-align: justify; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sketch effect&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mMCLiMJAHFA/TgWmjHsFxkI/AAAAAAAABl8/aE5gd21TwH0/s1600/0091.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mMCLiMJAHFA/TgWmjHsFxkI/AAAAAAAABl8/aE5gd21TwH0/s400/0091.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622082832131540546" style="text-align: justify; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;Fish eye effect&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yFPm4DRZLYc/TgWmPoSl0XI/AAAAAAAABl0/r83eT19uv0s/s1600/0092.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yFPm4DRZLYc/TgWmPoSl0XI/AAAAAAAABl0/r83eT19uv0s/s400/0092.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622082497285575026" style="text-align: justify; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Classic effect&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-L-GUHf4TWig/TgWmPScN2JI/AAAAAAAABls/qCIfCpIT08o/s1600/0093.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-L-GUHf4TWig/TgWmPScN2JI/AAAAAAAABls/qCIfCpIT08o/s400/0093.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622082491420366994" style="text-align: justify; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;Black &amp;amp; White effect&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-n8H_S8z4hp0/TgWmPQLID3I/AAAAAAAABlk/CdPGObRFjC0/s1600/0094.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-n8H_S8z4hp0/TgWmPQLID3I/AAAAAAAABlk/CdPGObRFjC0/s400/0094.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622082490811813746" style="text-align: justify; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;Retro effect *I love this one! It makes my pix look like I took them in the 80s!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZnFxoE8ugXA/TgWmPGwBxeI/AAAAAAAABlc/wbHlmqJoV9w/s1600/0095.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZnFxoE8ugXA/TgWmPGwBxeI/AAAAAAAABlc/wbHlmqJoV9w/s400/0095.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622082488282236386" style="text-align: justify; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Negative effect&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1TYOZz27H7o/TgW-Y226MQI/AAAAAAAABqc/K8OPtViRsBE/s1600/0038.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1TYOZz27H7o/TgW-Y226MQI/AAAAAAAABqc/K8OPtViRsBE/s400/0038.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622109044093890818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The third page.... and I didn't take a pic of the last page because it was a photobook thing...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zpAg4tiUOxc/TgW-AFt5L5I/AAAAAAAABqU/XFNqMTpwvH0/s1600/0039.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zpAg4tiUOxc/TgW-AFt5L5I/AAAAAAAABqU/XFNqMTpwvH0/s400/0039.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622108618585878418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But look how cool!!! It's got this whole pre-set templates in the Magic Frame application that you can just use for fun pix! Look what I did :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lAGdouCR1HA/TgWmPH6MS2I/AAAAAAAABlU/w-n10wsq9u4/s1600/0096.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lAGdouCR1HA/TgWmPH6MS2I/AAAAAAAABlU/w-n10wsq9u4/s400/0096.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622082488593304418" style="text-align: justify; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 225px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6Tj6wTusUy0/TgWlwyvxiCI/AAAAAAAABlM/9N71WBS_ZIs/s1600/0097.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6Tj6wTusUy0/TgWlwyvxiCI/AAAAAAAABlM/9N71WBS_ZIs/s400/0097.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622081967516387362" style="text-align: justify; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 225px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DlmE6SRd2bQ/TgWlwn-YQWI/AAAAAAAABlE/6p6FRK5ZXS4/s1600/0098.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DlmE6SRd2bQ/TgWlwn-YQWI/AAAAAAAABlE/6p6FRK5ZXS4/s400/0098.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622081964624855394" style="text-align: justify; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xLY7FyKczOc/TgWlwTD4hUI/AAAAAAAABk8/uUAEFILcC_g/s1600/0101.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xLY7FyKczOc/TgWlwTD4hUI/AAAAAAAABk8/uUAEFILcC_g/s400/0101.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622081959010796866" style="text-align: justify; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8GJncBImSz8/TgWlwMeBIOI/AAAAAAAABk0/jzGjoR6DBg4/s1600/0102.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8GJncBImSz8/TgWlwMeBIOI/AAAAAAAABk0/jzGjoR6DBg4/s400/0102.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622081957241364706" style="text-align: justify; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It even has a beauty shot application and I thought okay.... let's see how it worked!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sXCSAdZk5aU/TgWlwGqBkgI/AAAAAAAABks/UR00H5yFgwc/s1600/0103.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sXCSAdZk5aU/TgWlwGqBkgI/AAAAAAAABks/UR00H5yFgwc/s400/0103.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622081955681112578" style="text-align: justify; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 225px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Pretty good eh? My skin looks so much smoother and softer... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ypUBZw6z4o8/TgW9_XsXKAI/AAAAAAAABqE/w36kAHEWpX0/s1600/0042.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ypUBZw6z4o8/TgW9_XsXKAI/AAAAAAAABqE/w36kAHEWpX0/s400/0042.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622108606231422978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;That's what you look like taking a self portrait :P or at least that's what I look like taking a self portrait. It's really fun... and SO much more easier...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;THE REAL TEST&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This is when I pitted the ST700 against my LX3. To be fair, I set them both on Auto and just snapped away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The first image of each set is from the ST700 and second from my LX3. You be the judge :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7kdSMC7ULlM/TgW9sdXODuI/AAAAAAAABps/QJpVNdWfjRk/s1600/0044.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7kdSMC7ULlM/TgW9sdXODuI/AAAAAAAABps/QJpVNdWfjRk/s400/0044.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622108281335844578" style="text-align: justify; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NAPoavi8YDw/TgW9_AlZ5EI/AAAAAAAABp0/bQTaztSq8g4/s1600/0001.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NAPoavi8YDw/TgW9_AlZ5EI/AAAAAAAABp0/bQTaztSq8g4/s400/0001.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622108600028226626" style="text-align: justify; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nasi Kandar from Original Kayu at Aman Suria. I noticed that the colors on the ST700 seemed a little "washed out" while the colors on the LX3 popped a bit more for this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HSi2OV3Kaao/TgW9rjOEigI/AAAAAAAABpc/6uMw04sTImw/s1600/0045.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 225px; height: 400px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HSi2OV3Kaao/TgW9rjOEigI/AAAAAAAABpc/6uMw04sTImw/s400/0045.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622108265728215554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CT_0elGnOGM/TgW9rQroNQI/AAAAAAAABpU/s8fCS8IaIdY/s1600/0003.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 225px; height: 400px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CT_0elGnOGM/TgW9rQroNQI/AAAAAAAABpU/s8fCS8IaIdY/s400/0003.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622108260751914242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Not that much different for the teh 'o' ais limau though :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OdagbjcpEA0/TgW9eC8pG4I/AAAAAAAABpM/U_n8WW2_-B8/s1600/0046.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OdagbjcpEA0/TgW9eC8pG4I/AAAAAAAABpM/U_n8WW2_-B8/s400/0046.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622108033726880642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xzXpbqPMcCc/TgW9d7fItYI/AAAAAAAABpE/Hh_qElRL1p0/s1600/0004.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xzXpbqPMcCc/TgW9d7fItYI/AAAAAAAABpE/Hh_qElRL1p0/s400/0004.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622108031724074370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I find the second image a bit more appetizing...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eltWWzk_XAY/TgW81rQdR7I/AAAAAAAABos/tecd6xhLvXE/s1600/0047.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eltWWzk_XAY/TgW81rQdR7I/AAAAAAAABos/tecd6xhLvXE/s400/0047.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622107340172773298" style="text-align: justify; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-P0pEnvt3DtI/TgW81dXT2vI/AAAAAAAABok/rP3fFNekn9s/s1600/0005.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-P0pEnvt3DtI/TgW81dXT2vI/AAAAAAAABok/rP3fFNekn9s/s400/0005.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622107336443419378" style="text-align: justify; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we went to the Indie Aid Japan at Laundry, The Curve.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CsbyLwdkihE/TgW9dgJrGuI/AAAAAAAABo8/t76MohkETn0/s1600/0058.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CsbyLwdkihE/TgW9dgJrGuI/AAAAAAAABo8/t76MohkETn0/s400/0058.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622108024386296546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1pd5K75I3kc/TgW9dZmD9xI/AAAAAAAABo0/typjwaIs6z8/s1600/0019.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1pd5K75I3kc/TgW9dZmD9xI/AAAAAAAABo0/typjwaIs6z8/s400/0019.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622108022626318098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And saw&lt;a href="http://yat.ch/yunor/"&gt; Azmyl Yunor&lt;/a&gt; perform. Damn he's good! I loved how easy going his demeanour was and it really reflected on his performance. I totally grooved along to his entire performance! Two thumbs up!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q7GD6y35BdU/TgW81GWG1pI/AAAAAAAABoc/pF_2jZF-pF8/s1600/0056.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q7GD6y35BdU/TgW81GWG1pI/AAAAAAAABoc/pF_2jZF-pF8/s400/0056.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622107330264356498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-p1x_0fbUdLY/TgW81Hzf5UI/AAAAAAAABoU/3vhVXI9wG3Q/s1600/0015.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-p1x_0fbUdLY/TgW81Hzf5UI/AAAAAAAABoU/3vhVXI9wG3Q/s400/0015.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622107330656068930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The event leaflet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8ld3hz5iR4g/TgW8ld7pqvI/AAAAAAAABoM/A3T8X19vH4I/s1600/0049.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8ld3hz5iR4g/TgW8ld7pqvI/AAAAAAAABoM/A3T8X19vH4I/s400/0049.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622107061717936882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-olxyPYd64Zc/TgW8lKfU5RI/AAAAAAAABoE/yH63jGHfYH4/s1600/0007.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-olxyPYd64Zc/TgW8lKfU5RI/AAAAAAAABoE/yH63jGHfYH4/s400/0007.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622107056498861330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;One of the many fab bands setting up...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dyIOE1rrO-E/TgW8lOT1rnI/AAAAAAAABn8/YuIZn-y-1dk/s1600/0054.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dyIOE1rrO-E/TgW8lOT1rnI/AAAAAAAABn8/YuIZn-y-1dk/s400/0054.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622107057524420210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vZPdb4KVXd0/TgW8k21qbuI/AAAAAAAABn0/qsOU1xdnceI/s1600/0013.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vZPdb4KVXd0/TgW8k21qbuI/AAAAAAAABn0/qsOU1xdnceI/s400/0013.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622107051223838434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I miss these tags :) Reminds me of the time Shi Mann and I went to Sunway Lagoon and rode the Skyflyer 8 times in a row and got so high that we totally forgot to take them off...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kr65RG3MWp8/TgW8K3uK7nI/AAAAAAAABns/pmHVjQ5RxXs/s1600/0063.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kr65RG3MWp8/TgW8K3uK7nI/AAAAAAAABns/pmHVjQ5RxXs/s400/0063.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622106604784250482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ReM1aSmiUPA/TgW8KQxtOOI/AAAAAAAABnk/WBQq71IVnf0/s1600/0024.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ReM1aSmiUPA/TgW8KQxtOOI/AAAAAAAABnk/WBQq71IVnf0/s400/0024.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622106594330097890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And Lab the Rat performing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pros:&lt;/b&gt; Lots of fun pre-set applications and settings. Gives you really cool results every time. Small in size and quite light, fits pretty much into any pocket!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cons:&lt;/b&gt; Images come out a bit washed out (compared to the LX3). Touch screen interface is a bit laggy and the stylus doesn't really help that much either. Doesn't work that all well in low light conditions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Would I recommend it?&lt;/b&gt; In and all, I'd say it's a great point and shoot for those who don't like to don't want to figure out the technicalities in trying to get that particular "look".  Plus at RM1,149 it's not a bad buy. But seriously, I doubt guys would get as much fun out of this as the girls.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2045699359835099507-1089367630595717432?l=bonkalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonkalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/1089367630595717432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2045699359835099507&amp;postID=1089367630595717432&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2045699359835099507/posts/default/1089367630595717432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2045699359835099507/posts/default/1089367630595717432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonkalicious.blogspot.com/2011/05/review-samsung-st700.html' title='Review: Samsung ST700'/><author><name>the ~babygirl®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16007875717101192234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/SuG51tgy1FI/AAAAAAAAAP8/MGILIF99sD8/S220/8725_296116265127_709780127_9266367_2919191_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KFHb8hPMJYU/TgW-msOPQPI/AAAAAAAABrc/Ks63E_D4dVQ/s72-c/0029.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2045699359835099507.post-689156424102293742</id><published>2011-04-22T15:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-22T16:26:33.057+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Eukanuba Launches Online Search for Extrodinary Dogs!</title><content type='html'>Now this is definitely a show I can watch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you know that dogs can see in the dark, hear things from 420m away, run over 72/kmph, pull over eight times their own body weight?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, dogs are indeed very extraordinary! (existing dog lovers - I'm sure you can attest to this.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, to celebrate this, Eukanuba is set to launch the global premiere of its TV series Eukanuba Extraordinary Dogs. Each episode will focus on fascinating aspects of the dog's life, exploring the wonderful world of man's best friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This show premieres on Saturday, April 23 (that's tomorrow) at 1.50pm on the National Geographic Channel (Astro Ch 553) and will run for 13 episodes, ending on July 16.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus, Eukanuba will launch its &lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/EukanubaAsia"&gt;official facebook page&lt;/a&gt; on Monday, April 25 for dog lovers across Asia to share their stories about extraordinary dogs. Plus, they'll also host an online campaign to find their next extraordinary dog to star in an upcomingo Eukanuba campaign. How cool is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish my dogs were still alive though. I'd very much love to enter them for the campaign!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How extraordinary were they?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it's not like they jumped thru hoops of fire or became CIA agents. They were extraordinary because they were such unique characters. Plus they lived such long and healthy lives with us...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both of them lived for a super long time - &lt;a href="http://bonkalicious.blogspot.com/2009/04/keeping-it-sane.html"&gt;Ben&lt;/a&gt; for 15 and &lt;a href="http://bonkalicious.blogspot.com/2011/01/bo-girl.html"&gt;Bo&lt;/a&gt; for 17 human years (the average median of a dog's lifespan is about 10-13 years but of course this varies by breeds). That's pretty old for a dog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were extraordinary because they were my best friends :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you got a pet story to share? Please do!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2045699359835099507-689156424102293742?l=bonkalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonkalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/689156424102293742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2045699359835099507&amp;postID=689156424102293742&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2045699359835099507/posts/default/689156424102293742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2045699359835099507/posts/default/689156424102293742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonkalicious.blogspot.com/2011/04/eukanuba-launches-online-search-for.html' title='Eukanuba Launches Online Search for Extrodinary Dogs!'/><author><name>the ~babygirl®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16007875717101192234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/SuG51tgy1FI/AAAAAAAAAP8/MGILIF99sD8/S220/8725_296116265127_709780127_9266367_2919191_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2045699359835099507.post-4824843724780978231</id><published>2011-04-21T10:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-22T11:15:49.176+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rabbits'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dresses'/><title type='text'>Marchesa for Playboy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LeP7ENGjQr4/TbDudqHQ5kI/AAAAAAAABdY/iAdtRmOYq-E/s1600/article-0-0BB99F7C00000578-20_468x581.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 322px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598236530109900354" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LeP7ENGjQr4/TbDudqHQ5kI/AAAAAAAABdY/iAdtRmOYq-E/s400/article-0-0BB99F7C00000578-20_468x581.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've already expressed my love for Marchesa designs in an earlier &lt;a href="http://bonkalicious.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-want-to-be-living-work-of-art.html"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://bonkalicious.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-got-my-bunny-ears.html"&gt;bunny ears&lt;/a&gt;.... OMG OMG OMG to see collaborative work with these two are simply magnificent!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;OMG OMG OMG I'm so excited that I'm actually speechless! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Image taken from &lt;a href="http://www.dailymail.co.uk/femail/article-1379291/Marchesa-designs-Playboy-Bunny-costume-ahead-London-club-opening.html"&gt;this story&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2045699359835099507-4824843724780978231?l=bonkalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonkalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/4824843724780978231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2045699359835099507&amp;postID=4824843724780978231&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2045699359835099507/posts/default/4824843724780978231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2045699359835099507/posts/default/4824843724780978231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonkalicious.blogspot.com/2011/04/marchesa-for-playboy.html' title='Marchesa for Playboy!'/><author><name>the ~babygirl®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16007875717101192234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/SuG51tgy1FI/AAAAAAAAAP8/MGILIF99sD8/S220/8725_296116265127_709780127_9266367_2919191_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LeP7ENGjQr4/TbDudqHQ5kI/AAAAAAAABdY/iAdtRmOYq-E/s72-c/article-0-0BB99F7C00000578-20_468x581.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2045699359835099507.post-4070551716851223185</id><published>2011-04-20T16:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-20T16:11:38.081+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><title type='text'>Double bleh</title><content type='html'>Remember when I blogged about how much I &lt;a href="http://bonkalicious.blogspot.com/2011/03/bleh.html"&gt;don't like blogging from the office &lt;/a&gt;(but just can't help it at times)?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first blog post of the week &lt;a href="http://bonkalicious.blogspot.com/2011/04/free-your-mind.html"&gt;Free Your Mind&lt;/a&gt; just makes me even more irked...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, seriously? Why does my alignment run like that??? I don't get it. I really don't. I have no problems with getting it right with my own netbook but it's just the office desktop that messes everything up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anyone knows how to troubleshoot this, I would really appreciate some help/advise/suggestions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2045699359835099507-4070551716851223185?l=bonkalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonkalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/4070551716851223185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2045699359835099507&amp;postID=4070551716851223185&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2045699359835099507/posts/default/4070551716851223185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2045699359835099507/posts/default/4070551716851223185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonkalicious.blogspot.com/2011/04/double-bleh.html' title='Double bleh'/><author><name>the ~babygirl®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16007875717101192234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/SuG51tgy1FI/AAAAAAAAAP8/MGILIF99sD8/S220/8725_296116265127_709780127_9266367_2919191_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2045699359835099507.post-2131482809250877335</id><published>2011-04-19T09:25:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-19T10:05:16.652+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='puppy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>Indie Aid Japan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;In the spirit of helping, come support Indie Aid Asia and help raise more funds for Japan!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.popfolio.net/indieaidasia"&gt;Indie Aid Japan&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is a 28 track, digital download compilation album. It's a collaborative effort between artists - some who are accomplished and award winning, the others who are bedroom and garage musicians from all around the world to help the tsunami victims of Japan!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It only costs USD6 (that's roughly 20MYR) which is WAY cheaper than a regular CD... plus you'll really be helping out these indie artists in getting their sound out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh and if you're feeling generous, you can donate more too! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If not, you could always just take a listen - it's free anyways... and then help spread the news!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;p/s: puppy's track is listed there too!!! Let me know if you can spot it :P&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 333px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597100614265646258" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dXEoc3YKLIA/TazlWp1srLI/AAAAAAAABdQ/ejQZs5KJ8U4/s400/indieaid.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2045699359835099507-2131482809250877335?l=bonkalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonkalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/2131482809250877335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2045699359835099507&amp;postID=2131482809250877335&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2045699359835099507/posts/default/2131482809250877335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2045699359835099507/posts/default/2131482809250877335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonkalicious.blogspot.com/2011/04/indie-aid-japan.html' title='Indie Aid Japan'/><author><name>the ~babygirl®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16007875717101192234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/SuG51tgy1FI/AAAAAAAAAP8/MGILIF99sD8/S220/8725_296116265127_709780127_9266367_2919191_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dXEoc3YKLIA/TazlWp1srLI/AAAAAAAABdQ/ejQZs5KJ8U4/s72-c/indieaid.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2045699359835099507.post-3216273193702038896</id><published>2011-04-18T14:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-19T13:03:54.258+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Free your mind</title><content type='html'>I was scouring webpage after webpage looking for an inspiration to write (for work of course) and instead I found inspiration to write something here :P Found this website which has &lt;a href="http://www.marcandangel.com/2009/01/13/50-questions-that-will-free-your-mind/"&gt;50 questions That Will Free Your Mind&lt;/a&gt;... and as I read thru the first few ones, I thought "&lt;em&gt;Oooohhh blogpost!!! Blogpost!!!"&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Yeah, so anyways... here's my take on the questions... &lt;strong&gt;1. How old would you be if you didn't know how old you are?&lt;/strong&gt; Seriously, in the last few months... I've had so many things on my mind, I had to actually sit back to figure out how old I am. But I guess I'd have to say mid-20s. I really don't feel like I'm about to hit the big three-o. &lt;strong&gt;2. Which is worse, failing or never trying?&lt;/strong&gt; Never trying. I hate the feeling of knowing that I never tried. At least if I failed, I know it's something I'm not capable of... but to go through life thinking "What if..." just kills me &lt;strong&gt;3. If life is so short, why do we do so many things we don't like and like so many things we don't do?&lt;/strong&gt; Society and peer pressure. We do what society says we should do or else we're outcasts or weird or eccentric. &lt;strong&gt;4. When it's all said and done, will you have said more than you've done?&lt;/strong&gt; Yes that's for sure. Much as I'd like to take action, I talk and think more than I actually do. Shameful, really. &lt;strong&gt;5. What is the one thing you'd most like to change about the world?&lt;/strong&gt; You know, I'm not too sure. There are just so many things - but I guess patience? &lt;strong&gt;6. If happiness was the national currency, what kind of work would make your rich?&lt;/strong&gt; Smiles and hugs!!! &lt;strong&gt;7. Are you doing what you believe in, or are you settling for what you're doing?&lt;/strong&gt; When I first switched jobs, I thought I was doing what I believed in. I thought I was done chasing my career dream, that I've landed my dream job. Yeah... only to realize I didn't and now I'm doing it because I said I'd commit myself to it. &lt;strong&gt;8. If the average human life span was 40 years, how would you live your life differently?&lt;/strong&gt; If that were true, I'd want to quit my job and just backpack across the world! So much to see, learn and experience and so little time. &lt;strong&gt;9. To what degree have you actually controlled the course your life has taken?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Not much. I'm not a very aggressive kind of person. I've pretty much lived my life the way it's been planned out in the past. I didn't move to the city for college because mom wanted me nearby. I went to university in Australia because mom wanted me to (I wanted Canada - and the shitty thing was, BOTH universities accepted and exempted me for 2 years on their degree programs. Canada was 4 years in total, Australia was 3. You do the math). I'm working because society says this is what you should do after completing your tertiary studies.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The only things I control the course of my life is via my vices/indulgences/whatever you call it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10. Are you more worried about doing things right, or doing the right things?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;I'm more worried about doing the right thing. Because most times it's the more difficult and challenging choice to make. &lt;strong&gt;11. You're having lunch with three people you respect and admire. They all start criticizing a close friend of yours, not knowing she is your friend. The criticism is distasteful and unjustified. What do you do?&lt;/strong&gt; Been there, done that. Depending on who all these people are... but to be safe I've had people bash up my best friend in front of me... and my best friend talking shit about my boyfriend. Most times, I'll leave them to it and dont' add on anything. After all, it is their opinion, and everyone's entitled to a few, aren't they? I mean, to me - it sometimes doesn't really matter because I know that person and in situations like these, mostly likely I know that person MUCH better than they do... so just smile and drink your coffee. &lt;strong&gt;12. If you could offer a newborn child only one piece of advice, what would it be?&lt;/strong&gt; Sleep more. &lt;strong&gt;13. Would you break the law to save a loved one?&lt;/strong&gt; Depends on what the loved one did... &lt;strong&gt;14. Have you ever seen insanity where you later saw creativity?&lt;/strong&gt; All the time... I am after all sharing my life with an insanely creative person &lt;strong&gt;15. What's something you know you do differently than most people?&lt;/strong&gt; Live life? &lt;strong&gt;16. How come the things that make you happy don't make everyone happy?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Because I'm able to find joy in the simplest things? Because I'm not as materialistic as most other women?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;17. What one thing have you not done that you really want to do? What's holding you back?&lt;/strong&gt; Bungee jump. Fear holds me back. &lt;strong&gt;18. Are you holding onto something you need to let go of?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yes... but I'm not entirely sure what it is... still trying to figure it out.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;19. If you had to move to a state or country besides the one you currently live in, where would you move and why?&lt;/strong&gt; Well the pup and I have been in discussions about moving to Melbourne but that's still in planning and will take a while before we really see any results from there. &lt;strong&gt;20. Do you push the elevator button more than once? Do you really believe it makes the elevator go faster?&lt;/strong&gt; To close the doors, yes. Other than that - sometimes... if the elevator takes too long... I do it mostly out of boredom though... &lt;strong&gt;21. Would you rather be a worried genius or a joyful simpleton?&lt;/strong&gt; Joyful simpleton. I love not having anything much to worry about. Makes life so much more worth living! &lt;strong&gt;22. Why are you, you?&lt;/strong&gt; Because I am not you or anyone else for that matter. &lt;strong&gt;23. Have you been the kind of friend you want as a friend?&lt;/strong&gt; Depending on which friend you're talking about :P &lt;strong&gt;24. Which is worse, when a good friend moves away, or losing touch with a good friend who lives right near you?&lt;/strong&gt; The latter. Both my best friends live in different countries and despite the time differences and work schedules, we still make time to talk all the time... &lt;strong&gt;25. What are you most grateful for?&lt;/strong&gt; The people in my life - past, present and future. Without them, I would never be who I am and the person I will become. &lt;strong&gt;26. Would you rather lose all of your old memories, or never be able to make new ones?&lt;/strong&gt; Hmmm... I'm not that all sure really. &lt;strong&gt;27. Is it possible to know the truth without challenging it first?&lt;/strong&gt; Gee this is deep... I guess it depends on the situation, really... &lt;strong&gt;28. Has your greatest fear ever come true?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;*sigh*&lt;/em&gt; which greatest fear? If you're talking about something that I worry about before turning 30 then yes. If not then my greatest fear before I hit 40 has not happened yet... &lt;em&gt;phew!&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;29. Do you remember that time 5 years ago when you were extremely upset? Does it really matter now?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Okay... five years ago I was 24. What happened at 24.... well I was leaving Australia to come back to Malaysia and it was really upsetting because I had to leave my sister (from other parents) behind. We had lived our lives together, literally 24/7 since we were 16... and for the first time in my life I had to really be on my own.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I remember waking up the next day in Malaysia and I cried. I cried because I was alone. I cried because I couldn't go online to talk to her. I cried because I hadn't gotten a cell phone yet so I couldn't call or text her. I cried.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;So yes, I remember that time 5 years ago when I was exteremly upset and yes it still does matter. She's still in Australia and I'm still in Malaysia. We haven't physically seen each other for about 4 years now and I miss her like crazy!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;30. What is your happiest childhood memory? What makes it so special?&lt;/strong&gt; Hanging out with my grandfather. I'm about two or three years old... he's sitting in his usual chair and I'm standing on his feet. We used to play the "swings" where I stand on his feet and he lifts his legs up straight and I go from standing straight to "flying". It's special because it's one of the few memories I actually have of my childhood. I don't remember much as a child. &lt;strong&gt;31. At what time in your recent past have you felt most passionate and alive?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;When I was in university - living on my own (well not really on my own because I had my sister with me) in a foreign country and really standing on my two feet.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I loved being responsible for myself. I loved making decisions for myself. I loved seeing how well I lived my life there.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;32. If not now, then when?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hopefully I'll be able to do that again in less than five years time. Fingers crossed!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;33. If you haven't achieved it yet, what do you have to lose?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;I don't know... my pride? My dignity? My sanity? &lt;strong&gt;34. Have you ever been with someone, said nothing and walked away feeling like you've just had the best conversation ever?&lt;/strong&gt; Yes :) Well not really best conversation ever... but just the best time fo my life... &lt;strong&gt;35. Why do religions that support love cause so many wars?&lt;/strong&gt; Where there's black, there's white. Where there's good, there's evil. Where there's love, there's war. &lt;strong&gt;36. Is it possible to know, without a doubt, what is good and what is evil?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I guess. Most times it's a gut instinct. Other times it's just something you have to know over time and experiences.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;37. If you just won a million dollars, would you quit your job?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;In a heartbeat, yes! &lt;strong&gt;38. Would you rather have less work to do, or more work you actually enjoy doing?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;More of what I enjoy doing. I really don't mind work... I just don't like it when I'm doing something that doesn't matter to me or that are against what I believe in. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;39. Do you feel like you've lived this day a hundred times before?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh yes, definitely. I feel like I'm living this hour over and over again.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;40. When was the last time you marched into the dark with only the soft glow of an idea you strongly believed in?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;I'd say about 1 1/2 to 2 years ago... I remember being very upset with someone and thought that it might be the end of the road. Then a flicker of hope (&lt;em&gt;yeah okay I know it's such a bloody cliche&lt;/em&gt;) came and showed me the way. &lt;strong&gt;41. If you knew that everyone you know was going to die tomorrow, who would you visit today?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I really shouldn't answer this. I don't even know why I'm thinking of him.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;42. Would you be willing to reduce your life expectancy by 10 years to become extremely attractive or famous?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Well if the average human life expentancy is 40... sure why not? &lt;strong&gt;43. What is the difference between being alive and truly living?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I think being alive, is just really feeling thankful. Truly living is appreciation for everything.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;44. When is it time to stop calculating risk and rewards and just go ahead and do what you know is right?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Hahaha it's gotta be a gut feeling you get to know when. No one can tell you when. It's like jumping off the diving board. The coach or mom or dad or your teammates can scream at you "JUMP NOW!!!" but if you don't feel it, don't do it. Simple as that. &lt;strong&gt;45. If we learn from our mistakes, why are we always so afraid to make a mistake?&lt;/strong&gt; Because much as we CAN learn, mistakes are usually costly. &lt;strong&gt;46. What would you differently if you knew nobody would judge you?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'd love not wear as much clothes. I'd be a hippie if I could! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;47. When was the last time you noticed the sound of your own breathing?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;At work, never. At home - usually when I'm in bed, awake in the mornings.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;48. What do you love? Have any of your recent actions open expressed this love?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I love dogs, bunnies, guinea pigs - basically cute furry little animals. I love playing the piano. I love dancing ballet. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;For the first one, well I have two guinea piggies so yeah I feed them, make sure they get good quality food, talk to them that sorta thing. I love giving them little treats - like a slice of green apple once in a while (especially when I'm prepping some Bircher muesli) or a teensy bit of screwpine leaf or a nice cold piece of Romaine lettuce when I come home from work.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Piano and ballet - I wish I could express myself thru these two but unfortunately with time and financial constraints, I'm not able to. They're in my future plans though! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;49. In 5 years from now, will you remember what you did yesterday? What about the day before that? Or the day before that?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Maybe. Because yesterday I rushed home from work to play &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bomberman_(video_game)"&gt;Bomberman&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Super_Mario_Bros."&gt;Super Mario Bros&lt;/a&gt;. Puppy installed these old skool games on the pc outside and I'm going nuts over it! &lt;strong&gt;50. Decisions are being made right now. The question is: Are you making them for yourself or are you letting others make them for you?&lt;/strong&gt; Unfortunately I'm letting other make them for me. I'm in a phase where I just want to sit and let them worry about everything. I'll just do what I'm being told.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2045699359835099507-3216273193702038896?l=bonkalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonkalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/3216273193702038896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2045699359835099507&amp;postID=3216273193702038896&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2045699359835099507/posts/default/3216273193702038896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2045699359835099507/posts/default/3216273193702038896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonkalicious.blogspot.com/2011/04/free-your-mind.html' title='Free your mind'/><author><name>the ~babygirl®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16007875717101192234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/SuG51tgy1FI/AAAAAAAAAP8/MGILIF99sD8/S220/8725_296116265127_709780127_9266367_2919191_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2045699359835099507.post-7784386769967317805</id><published>2011-04-12T12:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-12T12:12:17.065+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='forgetful'/><title type='text'>Such a spaz</title><content type='html'>I just realized that I've received quite a number of comments over the past years and never replied. Such a n00b. :( To those whom I've never replied, I'm terribly sorry! I've set the notifications to be sent to my email now so I'll always know... so keep 'em coming!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2045699359835099507-7784386769967317805?l=bonkalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonkalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/7784386769967317805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2045699359835099507&amp;postID=7784386769967317805&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2045699359835099507/posts/default/7784386769967317805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2045699359835099507/posts/default/7784386769967317805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonkalicious.blogspot.com/2011/04/such-spaz.html' title='Such a spaz'/><author><name>the ~babygirl®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16007875717101192234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/SuG51tgy1FI/AAAAAAAAAP8/MGILIF99sD8/S220/8725_296116265127_709780127_9266367_2919191_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2045699359835099507.post-6788985121991147757</id><published>2011-04-10T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T00:43:23.916+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='puppy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><title type='text'>New beginning</title><content type='html'>Puppy starts his new job tomorrow....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That means a lot of new adjustments to our lives - which I'm half looking forward to and half dreading....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That also means that the kids have to eat brekkie before we leave the house instead of around noon... and dinner will be the usual time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's all good :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're off to a new start in our lives and it's a great thing to be having!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2045699359835099507-6788985121991147757?l=bonkalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonkalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/6788985121991147757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2045699359835099507&amp;postID=6788985121991147757&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2045699359835099507/posts/default/6788985121991147757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2045699359835099507/posts/default/6788985121991147757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonkalicious.blogspot.com/2011/04/new-beginning.html' title='New beginning'/><author><name>the ~babygirl®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16007875717101192234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/SuG51tgy1FI/AAAAAAAAAP8/MGILIF99sD8/S220/8725_296116265127_709780127_9266367_2919191_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2045699359835099507.post-8235586161190951521</id><published>2011-04-08T16:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-08T16:58:57.838+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>My next new kitchen toy...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;... will be a butter curler!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 378px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593134509931132450" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xwtWSESCtfU/TZ7OM_1sdiI/AAAAAAAABdI/vPiHQoeEHtA/s400/990%2Bwww.cookinstyle.co.uk.jpg" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Imagine all that pretty butter curls sitting on my table at brekkie!!! :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;*wriggling toes in anticipation and excitement!!!*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2045699359835099507-8235586161190951521?l=bonkalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonkalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/8235586161190951521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2045699359835099507&amp;postID=8235586161190951521&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2045699359835099507/posts/default/8235586161190951521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2045699359835099507/posts/default/8235586161190951521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonkalicious.blogspot.com/2011/04/my-next-new-kitchen-toy.html' title='My next new kitchen toy...'/><author><name>the ~babygirl®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16007875717101192234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/SuG51tgy1FI/AAAAAAAAAP8/MGILIF99sD8/S220/8725_296116265127_709780127_9266367_2919191_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xwtWSESCtfU/TZ7OM_1sdiI/AAAAAAAABdI/vPiHQoeEHtA/s72-c/990%2Bwww.cookinstyle.co.uk.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2045699359835099507.post-1998375480176798914</id><published>2011-04-07T16:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-07T16:58:18.379+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Maybank's new security feature</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;For the past month, every time I log into my Maybank online account, I was prompted with a pop-up saying that they'll be upgrading their security services.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last week when I logged in, I was greeted with a notification asking if I'd like to upgrade now, so I clicked yes. It brought me to a page with about 25 images or so and asked me to choose one. It was quite weird... so I randomly clicked a white flower.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then they asked me for a security phrase. So I typed in "Take your pants off and jacket". After that, there were the usual three security questions that only I would know the answer yadda 3x.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that whole process I was thinking "Wow they really went through quite a bit eh?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah... right...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because now EVERY TIME I log in... Maybank displays that for the whole damn world to see.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 466px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 388px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592762258923791698" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mHGiN4qTvp4/TZ17pIxdJVI/AAAAAAAABdA/fyifSDpnIOs/s400/jacket.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I mean seriously??? If I were to be prompted "Please choose an image/type in your secret phrase to confirm your identity." I wouldn't be as pissed...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Geez... it's not like it's even a trick question... at least they could show me the wrong image/phrase...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;So much for "better security"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bah!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2045699359835099507-1998375480176798914?l=bonkalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonkalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/1998375480176798914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2045699359835099507&amp;postID=1998375480176798914&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2045699359835099507/posts/default/1998375480176798914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2045699359835099507/posts/default/1998375480176798914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonkalicious.blogspot.com/2011/04/maybanks-new-security-feature.html' title='Maybank&apos;s new security feature'/><author><name>the ~babygirl®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16007875717101192234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/SuG51tgy1FI/AAAAAAAAAP8/MGILIF99sD8/S220/8725_296116265127_709780127_9266367_2919191_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mHGiN4qTvp4/TZ17pIxdJVI/AAAAAAAABdA/fyifSDpnIOs/s72-c/jacket.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2045699359835099507.post-6543145768132553782</id><published>2011-03-28T17:31:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-28T18:03:25.467+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='growing up'/><title type='text'>What's your secret ambition?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I remember asking a friend this sometime earlier in the year, and she answered excitedly "A storm chaser!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I'm like "Really? A storm chaser?" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;She nodded really enthusiastically.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then she asked me... what was mine... and the first thing that came to mind was a giraffe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;O_o &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Coming from you, I somehow don't find it that all surprising," she said. "But think about it... it could be a good driver/motivator..." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I did... It took me a while... but I think I know what I secretly would love to do but I know I cannot. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 276px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589061814901222194" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-U3X_kwK_P_s/TZBWG8jjKzI/AAAAAAAABcY/pfjHGu5qpIc/s400/ballerina.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yes, a prima ballerina. And to dance the role of the Swan Queen no doubt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 340px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589061819525375954" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Y5HTtX5dUzE/TZBWHNyCJ9I/AAAAAAAABco/XTkm_7daWag/s400/ballerina13637.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been obsessed with ballet since I was young. Mom never let me go for classes. She was afraid that I'd walk like a duck (that's how she described turned out legs). Instead, she plopped me down for piano lessons, which I did like.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589061819858587474" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7bleGssTcHw/TZBWHPBej1I/AAAAAAAABcg/kLTnr4sDP9g/s400/98188090.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I finally got my chance to dance... when I turned 18. A little late by then, and I will admit, it was a little embarassing to be joining the five year old class, but still, I enjoyed myself thoroughly. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I took on the Cecchetti method, which apparently a bit more rigid in terms of training. It was said that Ceccheti had mentioned "It is more important to get it right once than to do it a dozen times carelessly."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I loved learning about the positions for my hands and feet, how to do a plie properly, working on my posture and techniques at the barre, learning new French words... it was a dream.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Classes went on for about 18 months till I had to call it quits. My teacher had decided to get married and take a hiatus and I couldn't find another teacher. Plus, it was getting expensive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589061823561872706" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1cT-FA5Zx_Q/TZBWHc0aNUI/AAAAAAAABcw/cMgLV59M3V0/s400/104196193.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But the feeling of tying on your ballet slippers, are just magical.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wish I had enough time and dedication to go all the way. I'd really love to go &lt;em&gt;en pointe&lt;/em&gt;. I've tried wearing pointe shoes and standing... it really is difficult and four out of five times, my calves cramped up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589061827804656242" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bPw54bY_x5Q/TZBWHsn98nI/AAAAAAAABc4/3gutELS6Oqo/s400/72884731.jpg" /&gt;So one thing I've learnt about ballet is that, it takes a lot of energy and skill to look that graceful. I thought it was easy... but it sure as hell wasn't.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Given a chance, I would say yes to ballet classes again in a heartbeat (granted that I have the time and money to spare).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So yes, my secret ambition is to dance! What's yours?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2045699359835099507-6543145768132553782?l=bonkalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonkalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/6543145768132553782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2045699359835099507&amp;postID=6543145768132553782&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2045699359835099507/posts/default/6543145768132553782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2045699359835099507/posts/default/6543145768132553782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonkalicious.blogspot.com/2011/03/whats-your-secret-ambition.html' title='What&apos;s your secret ambition?'/><author><name>the ~babygirl®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16007875717101192234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/SuG51tgy1FI/AAAAAAAAAP8/MGILIF99sD8/S220/8725_296116265127_709780127_9266367_2919191_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-U3X_kwK_P_s/TZBWG8jjKzI/AAAAAAAABcY/pfjHGu5qpIc/s72-c/ballerina.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2045699359835099507.post-2745135370364084142</id><published>2011-03-26T16:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-28T17:29:29.037+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='changing times'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='growing up'/><title type='text'>Earth Hour</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;You know how the hype about saving Mother Nature has taken over our lives by storm in recent years? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;While I think it's a noble effort to TRY to get people to help conserve energy through &lt;a href="http://earthhour.org/"&gt;Earth Hour &lt;/a&gt;(held traditionally on the last Saturday of each March from 8.30pm-9.30pm local time), I think it's just a bunch of &lt;strong&gt;fluff&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes. You. Heard. Me. Right. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;FLUFF &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you really want to help save Mother Nature and conserve energy, ONE hour per person in ONE year isn't making that much of a difference. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This whole Earth Hour thingie, is just so that posers can feel good about themselves.... like they've done something. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Think about it. Most people are doing it to be cool and go around telling others "&lt;em&gt;Hey I turned off all the electrical appliances in my home for one hour during Earth Hour, did you?&lt;/em&gt;" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You think I'm being cocky, I know... but seriously... think about it... participating in Earth Hour only is like going on a crash diet. And &lt;u&gt;we all know&lt;/u&gt; that's not the best way to lose weight. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you really want to help save Mother Nature and conserve energy, try reducing your carbon foot print on a daily basis. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Be a localvore!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Try to eat foods that are available locally as much as possible. The more imported your foods are, the higher the carbon foot print. Of course the occassional indulgence is allowed but, really... keep it occassional. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You could also try to grown your own stuff. With living space constraints, it's not really possible to plant enough fruits/veg to sustain you (and your family), but it still helps a bit. Plus, at least you'll know the quality of the fruit/veg that you'll be eating! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-J99FWMC7jGY/TZBK-B3HKwI/AAAAAAAABbg/4y7kdJQHQQY/s1600/110215222.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 231px; HEIGHT: 181px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589049567078722306" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-J99FWMC7jGY/TZBK-B3HKwI/AAAAAAAABbg/4y7kdJQHQQY/s400/110215222.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1vfOhdqtP0M/TZBK-Z6NYMI/AAAAAAAABbo/efywvLWnJMo/s1600/110215234.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 346px; HEIGHT: 179px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589049573534163138" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1vfOhdqtP0M/TZBK-Z6NYMI/AAAAAAAABbo/efywvLWnJMo/s400/110215234.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Save electricity!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Use energy saving bulbs and remember to turn lights and switches off whenever not in use. This can really make a difference in your electricity bill &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zGolSuFdWmw/TZBLX5nIpLI/AAAAAAAABbw/XvZQKV3S1ns/s1600/74395888.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 115px; HEIGHT: 243px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589050011540825266" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zGolSuFdWmw/TZBLX5nIpLI/AAAAAAAABbw/XvZQKV3S1ns/s400/74395888.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You should also check your electrical appliances at home. Some might be old, second-hand or even hand me downs. Not that there's anything wrong with that, but sometimes these older ones tend to lose their efficiency and consume more energy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Travel more carbon foot print friendly!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Carpool if you can. Most people think it's not cool to carpool any more and that being able to travel by yourself in your own car is some sort of luxury. QUIT that thought! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589051608849642802" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_wTvZkuE2rs/TZBM04DO9TI/AAAAAAAABb4/UkJ7EKNzW04/s400/100614780.jpg" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you can, try to take public transportation as well. It takes a longer time but hey at least it's cheaper than driving and you'll never have to worry about parking... right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If it's close enough, walk! A little exercise will help lift your spirits and keep you healthy too :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589052889823173666" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vnquIuj6SJg/TZBN_cDH3CI/AAAAAAAABcA/JDopi_ZmAbc/s400/71667303.jpg" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh and if you really don't need to, don't fly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Recycle!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is really simple, but it can get a little time consuming. Separate your trash daily - plastics, paper, glass, aluminium... that sorta thing. And make sure if it was a container, like a juice bottle or a soda can, rinse it out first. If it was a pizza box, throw the inner piece away but recycle the outer box.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 259px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589054553205591682" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ehU1A7QzUAs/TZBPgQoZToI/AAAAAAAABcI/0VcvHeYnKH0/s400/93192083.jpg" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bring your own shopping bags. Now this is not an excuse that Malaysia has just implemented this new "fad" and all that nonsense. I've been personally doing this for six years now and believe me, it was bloody difficult getting the cashiers at the supermarkets to let me use my bags and not plastic bags. Plus, these days, all the shopping bags come foldable/collapsible so they're really compact and will fit in your handbag.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Personally, I carry two shopping bags with me on a daily basis. This is just in case I need to do some shopping, I'll have no excuse.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You can also recycle your old bits of fruits and veg into compost. It's really easy to do and it's great for your garden!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Remember, a little goes a long way!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you want to know what your carbon foot print is here or tips on how to reduce it... click &lt;a href="http://www.carbonfootprint.com/calculator.aspx"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's mine. I'll be entirely honest, I wasn't sure how much electricity we use at home because I don't have the bill with me... so it was an estimate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 561px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 663px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589056128246901410" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FB6GUBcsuRk/TZBQ78HgaqI/AAAAAAAABcQ/qTEne0l5LS0/s400/carbon.JPG" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So at the end of this all... NO I will not be taking part in Earth Hour. I believe in doing things in the long run. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Note: All images taken from &lt;a href="http://www.gettyimages.com/"&gt;Getty&lt;/a&gt; except for the print screen of my carbon foot print.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&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/2045699359835099507-2745135370364084142?l=bonkalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonkalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/2745135370364084142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2045699359835099507&amp;postID=2745135370364084142&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2045699359835099507/posts/default/2745135370364084142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2045699359835099507/posts/default/2745135370364084142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonkalicious.blogspot.com/2011/03/earth-hour.html' title='Earth Hour'/><author><name>the ~babygirl®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16007875717101192234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/SuG51tgy1FI/AAAAAAAAAP8/MGILIF99sD8/S220/8725_296116265127_709780127_9266367_2919191_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-J99FWMC7jGY/TZBK-B3HKwI/AAAAAAAABbg/4y7kdJQHQQY/s72-c/110215222.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2045699359835099507.post-9077714204328443582</id><published>2011-03-25T12:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-25T17:13:18.084+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='puppy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><title type='text'>He got it!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gpKrmITzyZw/TYxcT_SWlLI/AAAAAAAABbI/m8gU8qlxOAo/s1600/102556729.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587942736135623858" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gpKrmITzyZw/TYxcT_SWlLI/AAAAAAAABbI/m8gU8qlxOAo/s400/102556729.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; No that's not him... that's just some random guy in a pic I got from &lt;a href="http://www.gettyimages.com/"&gt;Getty&lt;/a&gt; (thanks!) &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways yeah... puppy GOT THE JOB!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The dude was so impressed with him, he offered the pup the job on the spot :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This calls for a celebration!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2045699359835099507-9077714204328443582?l=bonkalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonkalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/9077714204328443582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2045699359835099507&amp;postID=9077714204328443582&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2045699359835099507/posts/default/9077714204328443582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2045699359835099507/posts/default/9077714204328443582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonkalicious.blogspot.com/2011/03/he-got-it.html' title='He got it!!!'/><author><name>the ~babygirl®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16007875717101192234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/SuG51tgy1FI/AAAAAAAAAP8/MGILIF99sD8/S220/8725_296116265127_709780127_9266367_2919191_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gpKrmITzyZw/TYxcT_SWlLI/AAAAAAAABbI/m8gU8qlxOAo/s72-c/102556729.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2045699359835099507.post-6319282272945169377</id><published>2011-03-24T17:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-24T17:22:55.262+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>I like!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MnIRswo7RPs/TYsLgBMxOEI/AAAAAAAABbA/CMSf-qss8l8/s1600/dior.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587572407388944450" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MnIRswo7RPs/TYsLgBMxOEI/AAAAAAAABbA/CMSf-qss8l8/s400/dior.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Christian Dior AW2011/12&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 269px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587572406862223378" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Kx0oEOeUqCM/TYsLf_PMGBI/AAAAAAAABaw/Mkn2cyTvyEI/s400/vuitton.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Louis Vuitton (worn by Kate Moss) AW2011/12&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 283px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587572404016439154" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UXBwpUdmX7s/TYsLf0os33I/AAAAAAAABa4/ubGbgfcSDvc/s400/georgina%2Bgoodman%2B-%2Bkate%2527s%2Bslippers.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And last but not least, Georgina Goodman's sketch for the Royal Wedding.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2045699359835099507-6319282272945169377?l=bonkalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonkalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/6319282272945169377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2045699359835099507&amp;postID=6319282272945169377&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2045699359835099507/posts/default/6319282272945169377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2045699359835099507/posts/default/6319282272945169377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonkalicious.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-like.html' title='I like!!!!'/><author><name>the ~babygirl®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16007875717101192234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/SuG51tgy1FI/AAAAAAAAAP8/MGILIF99sD8/S220/8725_296116265127_709780127_9266367_2919191_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MnIRswo7RPs/TYsLgBMxOEI/AAAAAAAABbA/CMSf-qss8l8/s72-c/dior.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2045699359835099507.post-2190535522099586212</id><published>2011-03-23T11:19:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-23T11:45:13.673+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><title type='text'>bleh</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sometimes I really hate blogging from the office... well not that I'm supposed to but it's a good outlet for me to express myself....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Why?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I cannot cut/copy and paste ANYTHING here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So I can't show excerpts, I can't embed videos.... I can only type and attach images... which sometimes just irks me like crazy....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Oh and the alignment stuff here goes nuts too... some days it looks fine... other days, no matter how I format it, it just doesn't want to listen to me.... (this post will likely look like I have no idea where the "Enter" button is)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So yeah... that's the reason why I haven't been posting as often (as I should or as I like).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2045699359835099507-2190535522099586212?l=bonkalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonkalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/2190535522099586212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2045699359835099507&amp;postID=2190535522099586212&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2045699359835099507/posts/default/2190535522099586212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2045699359835099507/posts/default/2190535522099586212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonkalicious.blogspot.com/2011/03/bleh.html' title='bleh'/><author><name>the ~babygirl®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16007875717101192234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/SuG51tgy1FI/AAAAAAAAAP8/MGILIF99sD8/S220/8725_296116265127_709780127_9266367_2919191_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2045699359835099507.post-3475731067999555906</id><published>2011-03-21T15:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-21T15:06:37.289+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='puppy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Cross yer fingers, matey!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Tpy2RQep1yY/TYb4zXyWGPI/AAAAAAAABaY/0wKiRPmRnks/s1600/audio-engineering-projects-1_1-800X800.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586425949241874674" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Tpy2RQep1yY/TYb4zXyWGPI/AAAAAAAABaY/0wKiRPmRnks/s400/audio-engineering-projects-1_1-800X800.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pup's got a call for an interview - sound effects with a gaming company...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fingers crossed everyone :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Image taken from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://i.ehow.co.uk/images/a06/cu/d9/audio-engineering-projects-1.1-800X800.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2045699359835099507-3475731067999555906?l=bonkalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonkalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/3475731067999555906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2045699359835099507&amp;postID=3475731067999555906&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2045699359835099507/posts/default/3475731067999555906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2045699359835099507/posts/default/3475731067999555906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonkalicious.blogspot.com/2011/03/cross-yer-fingers-matey.html' title='Cross yer fingers, matey!'/><author><name>the ~babygirl®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16007875717101192234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/SuG51tgy1FI/AAAAAAAAAP8/MGILIF99sD8/S220/8725_296116265127_709780127_9266367_2919191_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Tpy2RQep1yY/TYb4zXyWGPI/AAAAAAAABaY/0wKiRPmRnks/s72-c/audio-engineering-projects-1_1-800X800.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2045699359835099507.post-4235138483469918696</id><published>2011-03-19T22:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-21T16:41:12.635+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>yummy burgers!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We just came back from dinner with mum at Carl's Jr. You know times have changed when you as the child, brings mum out for a burger meal and she's all excited about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;p/s: mum was excited about this because there is no Carl's Jr in Ipoh and her only burger choices are McDonald's and Burger King.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The puppy chose to have the Portobello Mushroom burger....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 190px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586428443404108258" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eYAKQ3O2c0o/TYb7EjQ9geI/AAAAAAAABao/pzIDfFJ8AOM/s400/porto.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While mum and I shared the Guacamole Bacon Burger.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 190px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586428441730586626" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ACrfoD5W55Q/TYb7EdB9mAI/AAAAAAAABag/8CrSP6xJHRk/s400/guaca.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It was absolutely yummers!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Since mum's enjoying eating burgers... the next time she comes by for a visit... I'm taking her to The Daily Grind for a Lamburghini!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2045699359835099507-4235138483469918696?l=bonkalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonkalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/4235138483469918696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2045699359835099507&amp;postID=4235138483469918696&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2045699359835099507/posts/default/4235138483469918696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2045699359835099507/posts/default/4235138483469918696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonkalicious.blogspot.com/2011/03/yummy-burgers.html' title='yummy burgers!!!'/><author><name>the ~babygirl®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16007875717101192234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/SuG51tgy1FI/AAAAAAAAAP8/MGILIF99sD8/S220/8725_296116265127_709780127_9266367_2919191_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eYAKQ3O2c0o/TYb7EjQ9geI/AAAAAAAABao/pzIDfFJ8AOM/s72-c/porto.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2045699359835099507.post-8541977069840501277</id><published>2011-03-18T14:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-18T15:44:18.467+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Lesser of two evils</title><content type='html'>I was just thinking about it in the washroom today... which is worse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Using toilet paper to dry your hands&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;or&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Using a dryer to dry your hands&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think about it for a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Paper = Dead trees&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dryer = Energy consumption&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a random thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Friday peeps!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and btw, mum's on her way down for the weekend :) I'll have to sneak out of the office in a bit to go pick her up though... still wondering if I should say anything or just go out....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still thinking...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2045699359835099507-8541977069840501277?l=bonkalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonkalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/8541977069840501277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2045699359835099507&amp;postID=8541977069840501277&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2045699359835099507/posts/default/8541977069840501277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2045699359835099507/posts/default/8541977069840501277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonkalicious.blogspot.com/2011/03/lesser-of-two-evils.html' title='Lesser of two evils'/><author><name>the ~babygirl®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16007875717101192234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/SuG51tgy1FI/AAAAAAAAAP8/MGILIF99sD8/S220/8725_296116265127_709780127_9266367_2919191_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2045699359835099507.post-219454567927889147</id><published>2011-03-14T14:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T17:20:52.640+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weird'/><title type='text'>I did, didn't I?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I got a call today from an agency asking me what time will I be arriving for their event. Which made me uber confuzzled &lt;-- see? I love using this portmanteau!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The dude kept insisting that I RSVPed for the event and it's going to happen tonight at 6.30 and if I'd be there and I'm like "What the hell kind of event is this???"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So after a few more mins of wrestling information out of him, he told me to go check out &lt;a href="http://www.tvrsvp.com/"&gt;this website&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;*lightbulb* I asked "Would I be able to get a copy of the RSVP that I sent over?" because heck, I wanted to see proof!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;THEN he tells me "Oh it was sent by post..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm like "Dude I haven't stepped into a post office in ages... I'm pretty sure I didn't RSVP..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Yeah but I have your name in my database... it says you RSVPed 9.03am on February 25th..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So for a moment, I thought okay... maybe I did RSVP for it... so I said I'll take a look at the website and asked if he could call back in an hour's time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 362px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583862884501646802" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UqYMXkXcKXg/TX3dtXk1bdI/AAAAAAAABaQ/3sYGAzIcS4E/s400/mediaprima.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Looked at it... SO not my thing. He's so gonna get it when he calls back&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2045699359835099507-219454567927889147?l=bonkalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonkalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/219454567927889147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2045699359835099507&amp;postID=219454567927889147&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2045699359835099507/posts/default/219454567927889147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2045699359835099507/posts/default/219454567927889147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonkalicious.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-did-didnt-i.html' title='I did, didn&apos;t I?'/><author><name>the ~babygirl®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16007875717101192234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/SuG51tgy1FI/AAAAAAAAAP8/MGILIF99sD8/S220/8725_296116265127_709780127_9266367_2919191_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UqYMXkXcKXg/TX3dtXk1bdI/AAAAAAAABaQ/3sYGAzIcS4E/s72-c/mediaprima.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2045699359835099507.post-2362771808464217868</id><published>2011-03-10T16:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-24T17:12:25.812+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>What ticks you?</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;1. When people who live or work on the 2nd floor take the damned lift.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walk dammit, WALK! You're only ONE flight of stairs away... heck, my old work place was three storeys high and I used to walk up and down every day IN MY FRICKIN' HEELS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every time I'm in the lift and it hits the 2nd floor, I always feel like saying "Dude, you're one floor away... take the stairs,"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay fine, if you've got some health condition or are pregnant... but the other people... geez!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;2. Female drivers who think they're great drivers&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really do. It's a known fact that generally women have a poorer sense of estimation and accuracy when it comes to driving. There are some women who are good drivers and a handful that are great drivers. Other than that, you other women out there fall under bad drivers who probably don't even realize it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do I say that? I've been in SO many scenarios where either I'm with someone who is like that... or I'm driving behind someone like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eg: I'm in the car with a colleague. She gets in, doesn't put on her seat belt and places her left elbow on the arm rest and speeds off. Alternates stepping on the accelerator/brakes as she pleases (mostly because she's going too fast and ends up tailgating someone for most of the journey). Doesn't use the indicator when she switches lanes or turns at corners. Texts while driving - Okay fine I admit, I do this too, but at least I keep my eyes on the road enough to not sway out to the other lane every 5 seconds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah so that's what ticked me off today :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about you? What ticks you off?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2045699359835099507-2362771808464217868?l=bonkalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonkalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/2362771808464217868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2045699359835099507&amp;postID=2362771808464217868&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2045699359835099507/posts/default/2362771808464217868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2045699359835099507/posts/default/2362771808464217868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonkalicious.blogspot.com/2011/03/what-ticks-you.html' title='What ticks you?'/><author><name>the ~babygirl®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16007875717101192234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/SuG51tgy1FI/AAAAAAAAAP8/MGILIF99sD8/S220/8725_296116265127_709780127_9266367_2919191_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2045699359835099507.post-6062428227493233752</id><published>2011-02-27T09:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-27T09:55:15.136+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='puppy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dream intepretation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dream'/><title type='text'>:(</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I haven't had a horrid dream in a really long time and I really hate it when I wake up in tears...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just now I woke up from a dream where reality was just so weird and unusual, but normal at the same time, it made me uber confuzzled (learnt this new word from Mann. It's a portmanteau of confused and puzzled. Cool eh?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah so in my dream, puppy broke up with me and asked me to move out. But since he knows its hard for me to just find a place, he said I could stay here till then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it was just so weird coming home to see him at his desk playing some game or mastering some track, knowing that he heard me coming in and he didn't even flinch a muscle (this is of course a metaphor because if you're playing games or mastering a track, you'd be flinching plenty of muscles). There was no more welcoming hug, there was no more "How was your day bunny?" and there was no more kiss on the forehead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead I walked past the room door, looked in and said "Hi, I'm home..." and all I got was a grunt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways I checked &lt;a href="http://www.dreammoods.com"&gt;the dream dictionary&lt;/a&gt; and in a dream, if your boyfriend says he doesn't love you any more, that's just your own insecurities in a relationship. Either that or both of you are just going through a relationship cycle/new level where you might feel left out or you don't really get what he's really going through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a dream to have right before my birthday... :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;w00t?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&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/2045699359835099507-6062428227493233752?l=bonkalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonkalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/6062428227493233752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2045699359835099507&amp;postID=6062428227493233752&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2045699359835099507/posts/default/6062428227493233752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2045699359835099507/posts/default/6062428227493233752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonkalicious.blogspot.com/2011/02/blog-post.html' title=':('/><author><name>the ~babygirl®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16007875717101192234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/SuG51tgy1FI/AAAAAAAAAP8/MGILIF99sD8/S220/8725_296116265127_709780127_9266367_2919191_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2045699359835099507.post-2020645758565450696</id><published>2011-02-24T23:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-27T11:27:38.923+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='puppy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='growing up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>the best thing...</title><content type='html'>That he's said to me so far was "Thank you bunny... you're my Sharon Osbourne."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*beam*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2045699359835099507-2020645758565450696?l=bonkalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonkalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/2020645758565450696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2045699359835099507&amp;postID=2020645758565450696&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2045699359835099507/posts/default/2020645758565450696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2045699359835099507/posts/default/2020645758565450696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonkalicious.blogspot.com/2011/02/best-thing.html' title='the best thing...'/><author><name>the ~babygirl®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16007875717101192234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/SuG51tgy1FI/AAAAAAAAAP8/MGILIF99sD8/S220/8725_296116265127_709780127_9266367_2919191_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2045699359835099507.post-3327324522209106622</id><published>2011-02-21T10:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-23T11:01:46.932+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='changing times'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='growing up'/><title type='text'>Wishlist update!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-H1uc1eJ72Nk/TWR2tCitTrI/AAAAAAAABaI/SJaKNlqyXvs/s1600/schoenhut-44-key-baby-grand-piano.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 280px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 280px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576712754740154034" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-H1uc1eJ72Nk/TWR2tCitTrI/AAAAAAAABaI/SJaKNlqyXvs/s400/schoenhut-44-key-baby-grand-piano.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Okay I want one of these babies...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ambitious? Yes and no :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't really played a piano in over 15 years. Yes I'm not kidding, and yes I do miss playing the piano &lt;em&gt;terribly&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jDjNAkgpnXc/TWR2s-rd_hI/AAAAAAAABaA/6PjaiKYaF0I/s1600/piano_keys.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576712753703157266" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jDjNAkgpnXc/TWR2s-rd_hI/AAAAAAAABaA/6PjaiKYaF0I/s400/piano_keys.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Xwn34Vrg2fA/TWR2smwvc6I/AAAAAAAABZ4/XuC60DaiTNw/s1600/1207809768960jpg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 355px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576712747282822050" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Xwn34Vrg2fA/TWR2smwvc6I/AAAAAAAABZ4/XuC60DaiTNw/s400/1207809768960jpg.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This would be cool eh? A nice white baby sitting by the large French windows over looking the garden :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2045699359835099507-3327324522209106622?l=bonkalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonkalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/3327324522209106622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2045699359835099507&amp;postID=3327324522209106622&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2045699359835099507/posts/default/3327324522209106622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2045699359835099507/posts/default/3327324522209106622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonkalicious.blogspot.com/2011/02/wishlist-update.html' title='Wishlist update!'/><author><name>the ~babygirl®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16007875717101192234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/SuG51tgy1FI/AAAAAAAAAP8/MGILIF99sD8/S220/8725_296116265127_709780127_9266367_2919191_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-H1uc1eJ72Nk/TWR2tCitTrI/AAAAAAAABaI/SJaKNlqyXvs/s72-c/schoenhut-44-key-baby-grand-piano.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2045699359835099507.post-6785685145000956544</id><published>2011-02-20T22:20:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-20T23:14:23.478+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='changing times'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='growing up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><title type='text'>Eight days more</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yup. Eight days more till I turn 29.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really feel that all different. But then there's one whole week to go... ask me again when it's Wednesday or even Saturday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, it's time to compile my wish list again. I had one written up &lt;a href="http://bonkalicious.blogspot.com/2010/06/my-new-wishlist.html"&gt;last June&lt;/a&gt; and here comes the updated one (again)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has become increasingly difficult for me to compile as I have begun to desire less material belongings in the past few months. It could be partly because I know I want things that I cannot afford, and also I know the people around me won't be able to afford giving them to me any more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I guess it's not that all a bad thing, right? Like, it allows me to immerse myself into things that are more important to the psyche :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. LX-5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I have this insatiable appetite for Lumixes. I started with the LX1 in 2006... and haven't looked back. I have yet to find any other point and shoots/non-DSLRs that can match the Lumix range so far...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the down side, apparently it's only a slight improvement compared to my LX3, so it's not really that all worth it for an upgrade for me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9D2q6FnSlU0/TWEkdsM1BMI/AAAAAAAABYw/-RzlpdM_TRE/s1600/Lumix_LX5_%2526_LX3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 347px; height: 261px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9D2q6FnSlU0/TWEkdsM1BMI/AAAAAAAABYw/-RzlpdM_TRE/s400/Lumix_LX5_%2526_LX3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575777906161157314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;But look at this baby!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ByhVLGt7cNU/TWEkdUEBMXI/AAAAAAAABYo/y281gLDC77o/s1600/panasonic_lumix_lx5-529x400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 265px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ByhVLGt7cNU/TWEkdUEBMXI/AAAAAAAABYo/y281gLDC77o/s400/panasonic_lumix_lx5-529x400.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575777899681755506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some links &lt;a href="http://asia.cnet.com/reviews/digitalcameras/0,39001469,62201687,00.htm"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.radiantlite.com/2010/07/panasonic-lx5-vs-panasonic-lx3.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; if you're interested :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay... now to move on to the next one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. Victoria's Secret Pure Seduction Collection&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--HwFKRhk9pQ/TWEp52Ty4KI/AAAAAAAABY4/87TxWQM1NSk/s1600/pureseduction.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 251px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--HwFKRhk9pQ/TWEp52Ty4KI/AAAAAAAABY4/87TxWQM1NSk/s400/pureseduction.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575783887469207714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I don't think I'm ever going to want to stop using this collection. Or at least until they stop production of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3. Dresses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still want more dresses. It doesn't help that my part-time maid knicked three of my fave dresses and no one at home realized until much later. I of course had no inkling of it at all since I was at work... How she sneaked three dresses out.... baffles the shit outta me.&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/-72MBn31WiRc/TWEuQuSx1CI/AAAAAAAABZg/JWuvvFQN7dY/s1600/97613288.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 144px; height: 215px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-72MBn31WiRc/TWEuQuSx1CI/AAAAAAAABZg/JWuvvFQN7dY/s400/97613288.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575788678500963362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8VsCofdT7gM/TWEuQbU38kI/AAAAAAAABZY/1p62jQRVumY/s1600/93909071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 143px; height: 216px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8VsCofdT7gM/TWEuQbU38kI/AAAAAAAABZY/1p62jQRVumY/s400/93909071.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575788673409479234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eGiTfqZA5Qc/TWEuh4HhnxI/AAAAAAAABZw/h2ogD4YZJlo/s1600/200469019-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 144px; height: 216px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eGiTfqZA5Qc/TWEuh4HhnxI/AAAAAAAABZw/h2ogD4YZJlo/s400/200469019-001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575788973195894546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XmINz5snN0c/TWEuQOUmjrI/AAAAAAAABZI/ElSpgVdwnns/s1600/90908386.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 138px; height: 206px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XmINz5snN0c/TWEuQOUmjrI/AAAAAAAABZI/ElSpgVdwnns/s400/90908386.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575788669918678706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1D7YfRd0YJ8/TWEuP0sf3HI/AAAAAAAABZA/cpWPEnpDpZs/s1600/85650599.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 138px; height: 206px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1D7YfRd0YJ8/TWEuP0sf3HI/AAAAAAAABZA/cpWPEnpDpZs/s400/85650599.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575788663039581298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-x87Xl-yC0AA/TWEuQTL1B1I/AAAAAAAABZQ/O_4z_YK4New/s1600/90908389.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 140px; height: 208px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-x87Xl-yC0AA/TWEuQTL1B1I/AAAAAAAABZQ/O_4z_YK4New/s400/90908389.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575788671224055634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2045699359835099507-6785685145000956544?l=bonkalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonkalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/6785685145000956544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2045699359835099507&amp;postID=6785685145000956544&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2045699359835099507/posts/default/6785685145000956544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2045699359835099507/posts/default/6785685145000956544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonkalicious.blogspot.com/2011/02/eight-days-more.html' title='Eight days more'/><author><name>the ~babygirl®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16007875717101192234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/SuG51tgy1FI/AAAAAAAAAP8/MGILIF99sD8/S220/8725_296116265127_709780127_9266367_2919191_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9D2q6FnSlU0/TWEkdsM1BMI/AAAAAAAABYw/-RzlpdM_TRE/s72-c/Lumix_LX5_%2526_LX3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2045699359835099507.post-2202056541857798833</id><published>2011-02-02T17:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-12T17:24:31.007+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chiam See'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my Chinese side'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Penang'/><title type='text'>Chiam See No 14</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"It seems that you have some worry in your mind. Whatever business you are going to do now will not flourish. If you are in trouble, do not worry too much, because you have bad luck now. You will become rich and prosperous in the next few years. You have no hope in love now and should not make love during this time otherwise you will lose your favorite things. A sick person in your family will get well soon. Your debtors are faithful to you. Your luck in other things is no good."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;*Sigh* as if having the feeling of impending dread and doom the last few weeks wasn't bad enough, I get this as my fortune...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, it's said and done. Plus, I can't have great fortune told all the time right? There's always gotta be some good and some bad, so I'm just gonna go with the flow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2045699359835099507-2202056541857798833?l=bonkalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonkalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/2202056541857798833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2045699359835099507&amp;postID=2202056541857798833&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2045699359835099507/posts/default/2202056541857798833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2045699359835099507/posts/default/2202056541857798833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonkalicious.blogspot.com/2011/02/chiam-see-no-14.html' title='Chiam See No 14'/><author><name>the ~babygirl®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16007875717101192234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/SuG51tgy1FI/AAAAAAAAAP8/MGILIF99sD8/S220/8725_296116265127_709780127_9266367_2919191_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2045699359835099507.post-75317707634149326</id><published>2011-01-27T18:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-29T19:46:19.321+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photoblog'/><title type='text'>The Body Shop Heroes of the Earth Launch, Subak.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I was pretty excited about this I must say - mainly because it was held at &lt;a href="http://www.subak.com.my/"&gt;Subak&lt;/a&gt; which I've always wanted to go, but never managed to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The place was kinda hard to get to... but it was well worth it.&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/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TUPuZ0-rOII/AAAAAAAABYc/8J8JpQFumJM/s1600/0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TUPuZ0-rOII/AAAAAAAABYc/8J8JpQFumJM/s400/0001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567555691845728386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The welcoming banner... as you can see, the place is pretty tucked into the foothills and is very much inspired by nature&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TUPuZyXqtHI/AAAAAAAABYU/kgtj2YGzBcc/s1600/0002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TUPuZyXqtHI/AAAAAAAABYU/kgtj2YGzBcc/s400/0002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567555691145245810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Their cool display. They actually transported an actual rain shower over just for this! The Earth Lovers Shower Gels are finally 100% biodegradable which is great news for the environment! Now you can even take these on camping trips with you to shower and not worry about polluting the soil or water!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They come in seven gorgeous smells - Apricot &amp;amp; Basil, Cucumber &amp;amp; Mint, Watermelon &amp;amp; Eucalyptus, Fig &amp;amp; Rosemary, Lemon &amp;amp; Thyme, Pear &amp;amp; Lemongrass and Aloe Vera for Sensitive Skin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TUPuMwZfQlI/AAAAAAAABYM/6ae2XXLmPjo/s1600/0003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TUPuMwZfQlI/AAAAAAAABYM/6ae2XXLmPjo/s400/0003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567555467277714002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A guessing game. Every table had a basket with some of the ingredients as well as unmarked bottles of the body gel range. We were required to rely on our sense of smell to identify which was which... unfortunately for the people at The Body Shop, they didn't cover up the ingredient list at the back, so it was pretty easy for us :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TUPuMzhS-xI/AAAAAAAABYE/10C6t5U9GB4/s1600/0005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 225px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TUPuMzhS-xI/AAAAAAAABYE/10C6t5U9GB4/s400/0005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567555468115770130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TUPt_Nc7JCI/AAAAAAAABXk/laEvXZ8fpqU/s1600/0009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 225px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TUPt_Nc7JCI/AAAAAAAABXk/laEvXZ8fpqU/s400/0009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567555234558583842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TUPt-LEvaCI/AAAAAAAABXM/Y4Wq0Y4A7Eg/s1600/0012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 225px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TUPt-LEvaCI/AAAAAAAABXM/Y4Wq0Y4A7Eg/s400/0012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567555216740411426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TUPt-uKi23I/AAAAAAAABXU/DtA_kQV3ep8/s1600/0011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 225px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TUPt-uKi23I/AAAAAAAABXU/DtA_kQV3ep8/s400/0011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567555226159995762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TUPuMuPwbcI/AAAAAAAABX8/N0SmNKKSLS4/s1600/0006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 260px; height: 146px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TUPuMuPwbcI/AAAAAAAABX8/N0SmNKKSLS4/s400/0006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567555466700025282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TUPuMXdHF9I/AAAAAAAABXs/gz_cSoUIQpY/s1600/0008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 259px; height: 145px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TUPuMXdHF9I/AAAAAAAABXs/gz_cSoUIQpY/s400/0008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567555460582021074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TUPuMYo7zmI/AAAAAAAABX0/zcwVEFxxe4M/s1600/0007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TUPuMYo7zmI/AAAAAAAABX0/zcwVEFxxe4M/s400/0007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567555460900048482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You can see why I fell in love with the place.... it's SO inspired by nature, it's actually got water running down from the hillside filling up the pond and instead of completely clearing the land to build the place, they built the place around the land.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TUPt-kybH_I/AAAAAAAABXc/K2q2t54V0jw/s1600/0010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 225px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TUPt-kybH_I/AAAAAAAABXc/K2q2t54V0jw/s400/0010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567555223642906610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Body Shop's Citronella candle. These candles are made from 100% vegetable wax which is safer for both the consumer and the environment. This is the one where each one sold, contributes to raising funds for Sisters in Islam. There are a few more. Check out The Body Shop's Candles of Conscience campaign &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://www.thebodyshop.com.my/candles-conscience"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TUPt91IqNNI/AAAAAAAABXE/sxSUTsLal3A/s1600/0013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 225px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TUPt91IqNNI/AAAAAAAABXE/sxSUTsLal3A/s400/0013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567555210851267794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A close up of the display. Of course the fruits and vegetables that were used for the body gels were on display too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TUPtyUTbwoI/AAAAAAAABW0/9MzFdec5gUk/s1600/0015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 182px; height: 322px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TUPtyUTbwoI/AAAAAAAABW0/9MzFdec5gUk/s400/0015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567555013059527298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TUPtyBQsu9I/AAAAAAAABWs/_2IgpSBaxtE/s1600/0017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 182px; height: 323px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TUPtyBQsu9I/AAAAAAAABWs/_2IgpSBaxtE/s400/0017.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567555007947783122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TUPtx5aZQnI/AAAAAAAABWk/_ztx2OyKH6A/s1600/0018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 182px; height: 322px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TUPtx5aZQnI/AAAAAAAABWk/_ztx2OyKH6A/s400/0018.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567555005840966258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get those creative juices flowing and make your own juice! You know when I first heard of this, I though we get to really make our own... turns out a guy will make it for you, you just tell him which ingredients you want &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*facepalm*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(L-R) Oranges, apples, lemons, watermelon, celery and mint, take your pick; mine was a apple, celery and mint which wasn't that all good, but heck, it's real fruit juice so I have no complaints and Steph's watermelon, apple, lemon and mint.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TUPtx2JpKDI/AAAAAAAABWc/hDSW3lyMEek/s1600/0019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 248px; height: 139px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TUPtx2JpKDI/AAAAAAAABWc/hDSW3lyMEek/s400/0019.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567555004965398578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TUPtAM540sI/AAAAAAAABU0/OTzqkBkjF70/s1600/0032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 247px; height: 138px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TUPtAM540sI/AAAAAAAABU0/OTzqkBkjF70/s400/0032.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567554152079872706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pick your plant and be your own gardener!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TUPtOO2GW5I/AAAAAAAABVk/TK0nPCZNH1g/s1600/0026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 225px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TUPtOO2GW5I/AAAAAAAABVk/TK0nPCZNH1g/s400/0026.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567554393119021970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TUPtyklCzFI/AAAAAAAABW8/F_fqZO5XJRI/s1600/0014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 225px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TUPtyklCzFI/AAAAAAAABW8/F_fqZO5XJRI/s400/0014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567555017428356178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They had sweet basil, rosemary and mint.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TUPtlgoPrcI/AAAAAAAABWM/OTehz5c3Y9s/s1600/0021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 157px; height: 88px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TUPtlgoPrcI/AAAAAAAABWM/OTehz5c3Y9s/s400/0021.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567554793029742018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TUPtlUVMfnI/AAAAAAAABWE/__m4k4GJzns/s1600/0022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 154px; height: 86px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TUPtlUVMfnI/AAAAAAAABWE/__m4k4GJzns/s400/0022.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567554789728616050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TUPtlXVVzxI/AAAAAAAABV8/mRQePUi5U-Y/s1600/0023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 151px; height: 85px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TUPtlXVVzxI/AAAAAAAABV8/mRQePUi5U-Y/s400/0023.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567554790534532882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TUPtlCabwLI/AAAAAAAABV0/g2E_jUWDhn0/s1600/0024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 158px; height: 87px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TUPtlCabwLI/AAAAAAAABV0/g2E_jUWDhn0/s400/0024.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567554784918749362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TUPtON48NlI/AAAAAAAABVs/dseJ-DM9G3g/s1600/0025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 154px; height: 86px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TUPtON48NlI/AAAAAAAABVs/dseJ-DM9G3g/s400/0025.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567554392862504530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And if you didn't know how to do it... they had staff on hand to help or show you the right way to do it as well as offer advice you on how to take care of the plant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TUPtNlehBkI/AAAAAAAABVc/MURrCIy_3Uo/s1600/0027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 174px; height: 309px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TUPtNlehBkI/AAAAAAAABVc/MURrCIy_3Uo/s400/0027.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567554382014252610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TUPtNVHqrQI/AAAAAAAABVU/XxmAuJSNW-U/s1600/0028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 174px; height: 307px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TUPtNVHqrQI/AAAAAAAABVU/XxmAuJSNW-U/s400/0028.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567554377623448834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TUPtNP0BWNI/AAAAAAAABVM/ob2qxhypT90/s1600/0029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 172px; height: 307px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TUPtNP0BWNI/AAAAAAAABVM/ob2qxhypT90/s400/0029.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567554376198871250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;While waiting for my turn, I saw these! I haven't seen these items in real life! For the life of me, I can't remember what it's called, but the one on the left is some sort of mortar &amp;amp; pestle, but instead of pounding the ingredients, they're rolled across the 'board'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The next one, is a grinder. I'm sure they use it for other stuff as well but I've seen it more commonly for soy - to make soy milk or tofu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TUPtAXU5f4I/AAAAAAAABVE/t331WsxzFs8/s1600/0030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 225px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TUPtAXU5f4I/AAAAAAAABVE/t331WsxzFs8/s400/0030.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567554154877517698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TUPtAJgpU2I/AAAAAAAABU8/fgPCbrzZyWY/s1600/0031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 225px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TUPtAJgpU2I/AAAAAAAABU8/fgPCbrzZyWY/s400/0031.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567554151168693090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Anida, who had the patience in the world to neatly transplant her mint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TUPs_p0eO9I/AAAAAAAABUs/dEiZqsLSItQ/s1600/0033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TUPs_p0eO9I/AAAAAAAABUs/dEiZqsLSItQ/s400/0033.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567554142661917650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My rosemary and Steph's mint. I walked past the planting area and saw that there were extra plants so I asked if I could get another and they said yes... so now I have a rosemary and mint! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TUPs_hNOo4I/AAAAAAAABUk/T82P6GoLNAw/s1600/0034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TUPs_hNOo4I/AAAAAAAABUk/T82P6GoLNAw/s400/0034.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567554140349834114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh, and remember that guessing game (that we pretty much cheated on)? Well we won it! So each member of the team won a complimentary The Body Shop Shampoo set.&lt;/span&gt;&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/2045699359835099507-75317707634149326?l=bonkalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonkalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/75317707634149326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2045699359835099507&amp;postID=75317707634149326&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2045699359835099507/posts/default/75317707634149326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2045699359835099507/posts/default/75317707634149326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonkalicious.blogspot.com/2011/01/body-shop-heroes-of-earth-launch-subak.html' title='The Body Shop Heroes of the Earth Launch, Subak.'/><author><name>the ~babygirl®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16007875717101192234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/SuG51tgy1FI/AAAAAAAAAP8/MGILIF99sD8/S220/8725_296116265127_709780127_9266367_2919191_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TUPuZ0-rOII/AAAAAAAABYc/8J8JpQFumJM/s72-c/0001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2045699359835099507.post-7616025768774170495</id><published>2011-01-25T17:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T17:27:16.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm what...?</title><content type='html'>Yeah. For the first time in my life, I'm dog-less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, it sounds trivial. But I've never lived without a dog in my life before and the reality of it sounds kinda weird... and scary at the same time...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2045699359835099507-7616025768774170495?l=bonkalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonkalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/7616025768774170495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2045699359835099507&amp;postID=7616025768774170495&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2045699359835099507/posts/default/7616025768774170495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2045699359835099507/posts/default/7616025768774170495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonkalicious.blogspot.com/2011/01/im-what.html' title='I&apos;m what...?'/><author><name>the ~babygirl®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16007875717101192234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/SuG51tgy1FI/AAAAAAAAAP8/MGILIF99sD8/S220/8725_296116265127_709780127_9266367_2919191_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2045699359835099507.post-4404573453678497232</id><published>2011-01-24T21:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T00:43:00.014+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photoblog'/><title type='text'>Bo girl :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TT2la-_pLuI/AAAAAAAABT8/ErE8-l0c5Jk/s1600/IMGA5161.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TT2la-_pLuI/AAAAAAAABT8/ErE8-l0c5Jk/s400/IMGA5161.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565786597504921314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Mum called earlier. Bo left us. we knew this day was going to happen.  She's lived a healthy 17 years with us and I really couldn't ask for  more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I lost my pet dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I lost my (almost)  life long companion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I lost my best friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I  lost Bo to heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm pretty sure she's up there hanging out  with Ben and just chilling out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She deserves it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bo, I'm  sorry I wasn't there. I'm sorry things had to be this way. I want you to  know that I loved you with all my heart.&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/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TT2gSzBfBOI/AAAAAAAABTc/MS9xJ541zYU/s1600/P1050754.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 303px; height: 227px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TT2gSzBfBOI/AAAAAAAABTc/MS9xJ541zYU/s400/P1050754.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565780959294325986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TT2gSZYjnbI/AAAAAAAABTU/TqB1PpSa6V0/s1600/P1050752.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 226px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TT2gSZYjnbI/AAAAAAAABTU/TqB1PpSa6V0/s400/P1050752.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565780952411774386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My little girl, when she was about 6-9 months old. She was always the bully at home despite her tiny size.&lt;/span&gt;&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TT2gTRtJt3I/AAAAAAAABTs/kPcUyepy4uU/s1600/IMGA5088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 307px; height: 230px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TT2gTRtJt3I/AAAAAAAABTs/kPcUyepy4uU/s400/IMGA5088.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565780967530542962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TT2gTkUIN1I/AAAAAAAABT0/_Feh-4iHCyM/s1600/IMGA5093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 307px; height: 229px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TT2gTkUIN1I/AAAAAAAABT0/_Feh-4iHCyM/s400/IMGA5093.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565780972525860690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;She always came up to me for cuddles no matter what I was doing. Bo also loved to try digging a hole next to the palm tree and sit there on a warm sunny day :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&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/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TT2lcS-i3DI/AAAAAAAABUc/ACSuhJVGuAU/s1600/P1020278.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 318px; height: 239px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TT2lcS-i3DI/AAAAAAAABUc/ACSuhJVGuAU/s400/P1020278.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565786620048890930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TT2lb9vQLQI/AAAAAAAABUU/m-LShqHkLaU/s1600/P1020293.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 314px; height: 236px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TT2lb9vQLQI/AAAAAAAABUU/m-LShqHkLaU/s400/P1020293.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565786614347607298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TT2lbimLyuI/AAAAAAAABUM/F-VBuKHAccU/s1600/P1000730.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 319px; height: 179px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TT2lbimLyuI/AAAAAAAABUM/F-VBuKHAccU/s400/P1000730.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565786607061813986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TT2lbW6hDNI/AAAAAAAABUE/VGepqEUrNY4/s1600/P1000701.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 317px; height: 178px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TT2lbW6hDNI/AAAAAAAABUE/VGepqEUrNY4/s400/P1000701.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565786603925867730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bo loved me so much, she'd let me do almost anything to her... like hold her snout... or her tail... which was pretty sweet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many things have happened since you came in my life that I can't even begin to summarize it at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you :)&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/2045699359835099507-4404573453678497232?l=bonkalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonkalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/4404573453678497232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2045699359835099507&amp;postID=4404573453678497232&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2045699359835099507/posts/default/4404573453678497232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2045699359835099507/posts/default/4404573453678497232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonkalicious.blogspot.com/2011/01/bo-girl.html' title='Bo girl :)'/><author><name>the ~babygirl®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16007875717101192234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/SuG51tgy1FI/AAAAAAAAAP8/MGILIF99sD8/S220/8725_296116265127_709780127_9266367_2919191_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TT2la-_pLuI/AAAAAAAABT8/ErE8-l0c5Jk/s72-c/IMGA5161.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2045699359835099507.post-7214121059401799825</id><published>2011-01-21T12:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-21T12:35:37.554+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>You think you know, you have no idea</title><content type='html'>I loved that line from Mtv Diary. It was one of those early reality-ish documentary type tv shows about celebs and how their lives are. It was pretty much a-day-in-the-life-of-(insert pop star's name here) and I liked how that at that time, they were showing us that being a celeb isn't that all as glam as we'd like it to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which brings me to this article I read online today. &lt;a href="http://health.ninemsn.com.au/menshealth/sexandrelationships/8198609/what-she-might-be-hiding-from-you"&gt;What she might be hiding from you&lt;/a&gt;. I like to perceive myself as a private person, sharing what I only want to share, portraying the side I want people to see and obviously being someone I'm not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not entire proud to say this, but I will admit I am guilty of six (out of the 10 points mentioned in the article) and I'm pretty sure many of you out there are too!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2045699359835099507-7214121059401799825?l=bonkalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonkalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/7214121059401799825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2045699359835099507&amp;postID=7214121059401799825&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2045699359835099507/posts/default/7214121059401799825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2045699359835099507/posts/default/7214121059401799825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonkalicious.blogspot.com/2011/01/you-think-you-know-you-have-no-idea.html' title='You think you know, you have no idea'/><author><name>the ~babygirl®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16007875717101192234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/SuG51tgy1FI/AAAAAAAAAP8/MGILIF99sD8/S220/8725_296116265127_709780127_9266367_2919191_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2045699359835099507.post-2070739347922580925</id><published>2011-01-19T16:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-30T16:24:24.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seriously?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I get very annoyed, when people ask me "So you guys are getting serious..." with some sort of self pride/doubt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Scenario 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm out with a group of old school mates one night and there was this one girl, we haven't met since we last left school (we were 17. We're now 29.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as usual we talked about what we were doing and who we're seeing and what our future plans are, so I told her that the puppy and I were planning on a migration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And she smiles at me like she knows better and says "So you guys ARE serious..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Scenario 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my best friend, whom I've known since I was 13, and she knew the moment the puppy and I got together because she was there. We were talking about our CNY plans when she mentioned she's going over to her boyfriend's home town so I said "Wow... that's nice..." and she mentioned that it's not the first time that she's gone back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So then I said "Yeah, I'll have to go over this year..." and she goes "OMG so you guys are serious!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously... WTF?!?!&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/2045699359835099507-2070739347922580925?l=bonkalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonkalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/2070739347922580925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2045699359835099507&amp;postID=2070739347922580925&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2045699359835099507/posts/default/2070739347922580925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2045699359835099507/posts/default/2070739347922580925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonkalicious.blogspot.com/2011/01/seriously.html' title='Seriously?'/><author><name>the ~babygirl®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16007875717101192234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/SuG51tgy1FI/AAAAAAAAAP8/MGILIF99sD8/S220/8725_296116265127_709780127_9266367_2919191_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2045699359835099507.post-3917483463621024403</id><published>2011-01-18T05:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-18T18:03:02.746+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weird'/><title type='text'>It's been a while</title><content type='html'>It really has been a while since I've dreamt of her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning was no different. She was flirting with my man as usual and for once I actually confronted her in her face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She shrugged it off - it was as though she doesn't care. I know I might be biased but I'm quite sure she doesn't care. I can't help feeling that way, not after everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, so I asked why does she have to do this? Doesn't she feel any remorse or pity or guilt? Doesn't she worry that karma will come and bite her back in the ass and do the same to her what she's doing to me? What did I ever do to her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was as if she didn't hear me or refused to hear me. All she did was stare as I rambled and smiled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dissatisfied, that was what I was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew I would never get an answer out of her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe she doesn't know the answer herself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, the dream scene changed... I was talking to this python who apparently was kinda getting ambushed by two other snakes on either side. Instead of attacking them, he looked at me sheepishly and just sank its teeth in my foot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weird night...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2045699359835099507-3917483463621024403?l=bonkalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonkalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/3917483463621024403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2045699359835099507&amp;postID=3917483463621024403&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2045699359835099507/posts/default/3917483463621024403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2045699359835099507/posts/default/3917483463621024403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonkalicious.blogspot.com/2011/01/its-been-while.html' title='It&apos;s been a while'/><author><name>the ~babygirl®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16007875717101192234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/SuG51tgy1FI/AAAAAAAAAP8/MGILIF99sD8/S220/8725_296116265127_709780127_9266367_2919191_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2045699359835099507.post-1290367314087041254</id><published>2011-01-17T10:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-17T10:38:28.648+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='change'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animals'/><title type='text'>Jumble Sale!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TTOqGZYfVRI/AAAAAAAABTM/duVBj_je5eE/s1600/JumbleSaleFlyer_23Jan2011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562976991602234642" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TTOqGZYfVRI/AAAAAAAABTM/duVBj_je5eE/s400/JumbleSaleFlyer_23Jan2011.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hey peeps. Come join the SPCA jumble sale this Sunday January 23! There'll be lots to buy and it's all for a good cause!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Head on over to the SPCA Selangor at Jalan Kerja Air Lama, 68000 Ampang Jaya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click here for the &lt;a href="http://www.spca.org.my/v51/index.php"&gt;website&lt;/a&gt; and here for a &lt;a href="http://www.spca.org.my/v51/data/images/spca_location.gif"&gt;map&lt;/a&gt; on how to get there!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2045699359835099507-1290367314087041254?l=bonkalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonkalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/1290367314087041254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2045699359835099507&amp;postID=1290367314087041254&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2045699359835099507/posts/default/1290367314087041254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2045699359835099507/posts/default/1290367314087041254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonkalicious.blogspot.com/2011/01/hey-peeps.html' title='Jumble Sale!!!'/><author><name>the ~babygirl®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16007875717101192234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/SuG51tgy1FI/AAAAAAAAAP8/MGILIF99sD8/S220/8725_296116265127_709780127_9266367_2919191_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TTOqGZYfVRI/AAAAAAAABTM/duVBj_je5eE/s72-c/JumbleSaleFlyer_23Jan2011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2045699359835099507.post-8100882253566461035</id><published>2011-01-14T11:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T11:38:17.522+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Is it just me?</title><content type='html'>It's weird, well not really weird, really. It's just the way it is sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Beware rant post below.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Depending on your thoughts and openness to things, you will get what I mean and if you don't, I don't blame you. But feel free to comment. I'd like to hear what other people think.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm talking about the age old question "So when are you getting married?". I've oddly been asked that question by four people this month, and it's only the 14th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the last person who asked the question said "Every other female around your age can't wait to get married. Are you even female? Plus, you've been dating for quite a while now, so don't be surprised if a 5th or 6th person asks you that same question again later..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Note: It probably is just an Asian thing, but the moment you start dating someone for about at least 6 months, EVERYONE will start to ask when are you getting married. Some mean it as a joke but most people are just curious. I think it's some sort of gage to see how serious the both of you are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I told him the same thing I blogged about earlier &lt;a href="http://bonkalicious.blogspot.com/2010/12/okay-youre-married.html"&gt;referencing Johnny Depp&lt;/a&gt; about marriage which I really do agree with - and he calls me weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Okay I'm weird. Then YOU define marriage and let's have a little debate."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well, marriage is more like a secure thing, you know? It's like, it doesn't matter how long you've been together, but when shit happens, everything ends and you're back at square one. So marriage is at least a more secure commitment, or so I feel."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Note: Most people I know have the same idea - get married so that your partner will not run away from you. Another idea - get pregnant so that the guy will marry you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you see what kind of imbeciles I deal with on a daily basis? And I'm pretty sure a lot of other people I know will agree with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've personally seen many family members and friends who have been together forever and get married, and they're like the most loving couple in the world that every time they come around, you just need the vomit bucket passed over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But shit happens and now they're in limbo think about whether or not they should stay together for the sake of the marriage, for the sake of the children... but what happened for the sake of yourselves?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Call me selfish. But I don't believe in "securing" someone legally just so that if he/she wants to break up with me it's harder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again I will stress my point as I have in my earlier blogs - get married because you want to spend the rest of your life with the love of your life. DON'T effing get married just because everyone else is doing it, you want some sort of social status elevation, peer and family pressure because you'd be better of jumping off a cliff with the lemmings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me, if shit hits the ceiling - own up, clean up the mess and if you need to, just stand up and walk away.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2045699359835099507-8100882253566461035?l=bonkalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonkalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/8100882253566461035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2045699359835099507&amp;postID=8100882253566461035&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2045699359835099507/posts/default/8100882253566461035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2045699359835099507/posts/default/8100882253566461035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonkalicious.blogspot.com/2011/01/is-it-just-me.html' title='Is it just me?'/><author><name>the ~babygirl®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16007875717101192234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/SuG51tgy1FI/AAAAAAAAAP8/MGILIF99sD8/S220/8725_296116265127_709780127_9266367_2919191_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2045699359835099507.post-3650946621222405126</id><published>2011-01-12T12:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-13T12:45:57.288+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='malaysians'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='malaysia'/><title type='text'>Control Animal Homelessness!</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow (13th Jan) at noon, PETA (People for the Ethical Treatment of Animals) will be handing out leaflets dressed as giant condoms and holding heart-shaped signs to help Malaysians brush up on their ABCs - Animal Birth Control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Join them and help spread the word. It's in front of Gloria Jeans on Bukit Bintang near the intersection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd go if I could but well, obviously I can't. But it's something I campaign for too - responsible pet ownership. I think it's irresponsible to allow your pets to breed &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;IF&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; you don't have a backup plan for the babies. You know why? Because these little fellas are often abandoned at a vet's clinic, an animal shelter &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;IN HOPE&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to get a good owner or even worse, left on the streets to fend for themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much as your pet may seem as 'human' as possible, they're still animals at the end of the day. Spaying or neutering not only prevents unnecessary baby animals but it's also healthier for your pet. Because after the procedure, they have a reduced risk of developing reproductive cancers AND they won't go around accidentally contracting some sort of animal STDs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laugh, I know it's funny, but it does happen and don't come crying when it does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prevention is better than cure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For more info, check of &lt;a href="http://www.petaasiapacific.com/"&gt;PETA Asia Pacific&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2045699359835099507-3650946621222405126?l=bonkalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonkalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/3650946621222405126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2045699359835099507&amp;postID=3650946621222405126&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2045699359835099507/posts/default/3650946621222405126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2045699359835099507/posts/default/3650946621222405126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonkalicious.blogspot.com/2011/01/control-animal-homelessness.html' title='Control Animal Homelessness!'/><author><name>the ~babygirl®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16007875717101192234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/SuG51tgy1FI/AAAAAAAAAP8/MGILIF99sD8/S220/8725_296116265127_709780127_9266367_2919191_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2045699359835099507.post-158143813958541386</id><published>2011-01-11T17:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-29T18:13:03.799+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photoblog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Ice cream for lunch, anyone?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Walls launched their new selection -&lt;a style="" href="http://www.walls.com.my/walls-selection-gold-series.htm"&gt; Gold Series&lt;/a&gt; ice cream today at the Equatorial, Kuala Lumpur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TTAA_PndTFI/AAAAAAAABR8/GGKD4sR9cVY/s1600/Picture.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 400px; height: 266px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561946626326350930" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TTAA_PndTFI/AAAAAAAABR8/GGKD4sR9cVY/s400/Picture.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Concocted by three culinary experts from the Philippines, they created a gorgeous flavor each - Hazelnut Brownie, Chocolate Truffles and Berry Strawberry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TTAA_8Beu0I/AAAAAAAABSM/w6UBs0csZS4/s1600/Picture.6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 400px; height: 266px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561946638246656834" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TTAA_8Beu0I/AAAAAAAABSM/w6UBs0csZS4/s400/Picture.6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it wasn't any ordinary launch... instead of the usual thingamajizz with launches, Walls came up with the ingenious idea of approaching Executive Chef Anthony Edington from The Chalet, Equatorial to come up with delicious dishes infused with the ice cream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TTAA-79mdmI/AAAAAAAABR0/eu5rVwhJA6Y/s1600/Picture%2B1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 400px; height: 283px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561946621050517090" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TTAA-79mdmI/AAAAAAAABR0/eu5rVwhJA6Y/s400/Picture%2B1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But of course there's the obligatory shot. (L-R) Guy from Walls (Can't remember his name sorry!!!); Hugo Verkuil of Unilever, Malaysia and Executive Chef Anthony Edington&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the results?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A full blown four-course meal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TTADA_6hGmI/AAAAAAAABS8/O1-UAJc2Ecw/s1600/Mesclun%2Bsalad%2Bwith%2Bdried%2Bfruit%2Band%2BBerry%2BStrawberry%2Bvinaigrette.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 178px; height: 118px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561948855494318690" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TTADA_6hGmI/AAAAAAAABS8/O1-UAJc2Ecw/s400/Mesclun%2Bsalad%2Bwith%2Bdried%2Bfruit%2Band%2BBerry%2BStrawberry%2Bvinaigrette.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TTADAYMWWxI/AAAAAAAABS0/L9TVH_nJPkk/s1600/Melon%2Bsoup%2Bwith%2BBerry%2BStrawberry%2Bemulsion.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 174px; height: 116px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561948844831693586" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TTADAYMWWxI/AAAAAAAABS0/L9TVH_nJPkk/s400/Melon%2Bsoup%2Bwith%2BBerry%2BStrawberry%2Bemulsion.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TTACfshhP9I/AAAAAAAABSc/vyiHo6S-bPA/s1600/Chicken%2BMole%2Bwith%2BFoie%2BGras%2BChocolate%2BTruffles.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 172px; height: 115px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561948283353513938" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TTACfshhP9I/AAAAAAAABSc/vyiHo6S-bPA/s400/Chicken%2BMole%2Bwith%2BFoie%2BGras%2BChocolate%2BTruffles.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(L-R) Mescun salad with dried fruits served with a Berry Strawberry vinaigrette, Australian rock melon soup with a Berry Strawberry emulsion and Chicken Mole (made with Chocolate Truffles)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note, the chicken was done &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sous-vide"&gt;sous-vide&lt;/a&gt; and then pan-fried to get that gorgeous golden skin. To be honest, it was the first time I tried anything that was done sous-vide and I've gotta say, the title sounds a shit load fancier than anything. But it was nice and juicy on the inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TTADAHlTepI/AAAAAAAABSs/2m0GChf0irA/s1600/Deep%2Bfried%2BHazlenut%2BBrownie%2Bice-cream%2Bwith%2Bcocoa%2Bpowder.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 178px; height: 118px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561948840372959890" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TTADAHlTepI/AAAAAAAABSs/2m0GChf0irA/s400/Deep%2Bfried%2BHazlenut%2BBrownie%2Bice-cream%2Bwith%2Bcocoa%2Bpowder.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TTACKhnuLYI/AAAAAAAABSU/CAJwqqBO_l4/s1600/Berry%2BStrawberry%2BTuile%2Bwith%2BCreme%2BAnglaise.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 178px; height: 118px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561948288290858866" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TTACf-6rJ3I/AAAAAAAABSk/7XlcfiEqnRs/s400/Chocolate%2Bdipped%2Bice-cream%2Bsandwich%2Bwith%2BChocolate%2BTruffle.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 177px; height: 118px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561947919649484162" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TTACKhnuLYI/AAAAAAAABSU/CAJwqqBO_l4/s400/Berry%2BStrawberry%2BTuile%2Bwith%2BCreme%2BAnglaise.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Desserts (L-R) - Deep-fried Hazelnut Brownies ice cream dusted with cocoa powder, Chocolate Truffles ice cream sandwich dipped in chocolate and Berry Strawberry Tuile with cream anglaise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;My verdict?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was okay. I have to say I am much pickier when it comes to ice cream and while the creativity did intrigue me, taste wise, the food wasn't anything much to shout about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then again, that's just me. Go try it for yourself at the Equatorial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Images all courtesy of Walls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2045699359835099507-158143813958541386?l=bonkalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonkalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/158143813958541386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2045699359835099507&amp;postID=158143813958541386&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2045699359835099507/posts/default/158143813958541386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2045699359835099507/posts/default/158143813958541386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonkalicious.blogspot.com/2011/01/ice-cream-for-lunch-anyone.html' title='Ice cream for lunch, anyone?'/><author><name>the ~babygirl®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16007875717101192234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/SuG51tgy1FI/AAAAAAAAAP8/MGILIF99sD8/S220/8725_296116265127_709780127_9266367_2919191_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TTAA_PndTFI/AAAAAAAABR8/GGKD4sR9cVY/s72-c/Picture.2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2045699359835099507.post-3951275414029562400</id><published>2011-01-09T16:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-15T08:19:02.494+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='puppy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weird'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Split personalities</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TTDnd0G107I/AAAAAAAABTE/cWRHcnBi81k/s1600/miso.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 350px; height: 350px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TTDnd0G107I/AAAAAAAABTE/cWRHcnBi81k/s400/miso.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562200039192122290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Puppy and I were out grocery shopping when I saw a HUGE tub of miso paste and picked it up. In my defense, I've never seen such a huge tub before and I was kinda excited thinking of all the stuff I can cook with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He smirked while I was in my little reverie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What?" I said defensively.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Nothing, it's just that when you see something Japanese, you go 'Uwaaaa' exactly like a Japanese... but when you see Chinese stuff, you go 'Wah!' like a Chinese... and I thought that was pretty interesting..."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2045699359835099507-3951275414029562400?l=bonkalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonkalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/3951275414029562400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2045699359835099507&amp;postID=3951275414029562400&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2045699359835099507/posts/default/3951275414029562400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2045699359835099507/posts/default/3951275414029562400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonkalicious.blogspot.com/2011/01/split-personalities.html' title='Split personalities'/><author><name>the ~babygirl®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16007875717101192234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/SuG51tgy1FI/AAAAAAAAAP8/MGILIF99sD8/S220/8725_296116265127_709780127_9266367_2919191_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TTDnd0G107I/AAAAAAAABTE/cWRHcnBi81k/s72-c/miso.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2045699359835099507.post-8173456871543338820</id><published>2011-01-08T19:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T19:13:14.071+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='puppy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bravery'/><title type='text'>Getting it off!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TSmX1wPfjKI/AAAAAAAABRc/-myldGm3658/s1600/0003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TSmX1wPfjKI/AAAAAAAABRc/-myldGm3658/s400/0003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560142164704332962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Puppy got his stitches off! But the damn doctor didn't do a good job suturing him up. Bleh. But it's okay, it's a war scar under his chin... it's not that all visible :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just glad that he's got his appetite back, and is back on solid food because I am SO bloody tired of making mushy food all week long!&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/2045699359835099507-8173456871543338820?l=bonkalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonkalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/8173456871543338820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2045699359835099507&amp;postID=8173456871543338820&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2045699359835099507/posts/default/8173456871543338820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2045699359835099507/posts/default/8173456871543338820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonkalicious.blogspot.com/2011/01/getting-it-off.html' title='Getting it off!'/><author><name>the ~babygirl®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16007875717101192234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/SuG51tgy1FI/AAAAAAAAAP8/MGILIF99sD8/S220/8725_296116265127_709780127_9266367_2919191_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TSmX1wPfjKI/AAAAAAAABRc/-myldGm3658/s72-c/0003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2045699359835099507.post-1638810250134878371</id><published>2011-01-06T16:51:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T19:09:02.631+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='puppy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>疲れちゃった</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TSmWtiphkMI/AAAAAAAABRU/4bKhxX9INOU/s1600/103213384.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TSmWtiphkMI/AAAAAAAABRU/4bKhxX9INOU/s400/103213384.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560140924104839362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm tired&lt;/strong&gt;....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;of doing this on my own&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;of trying to stay calm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;of being the stronger one&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;of rushing from home to work and from work back home&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;of putting on Mary-Fucking-Sunshine face 24/7&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want my life back... I know it's not fair to be whining at this point in time... and technically it's only been six days... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Six days of living with the puppy but not really having the puppy is torture&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Six days of watching him suffer in silence is not my cup of tea&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Six days of staying cheerful and supportive even though I'm worried is taking a toll&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know he doesn't want to have to depend on me for a lot of things, but it's just that circumstances won't allow him to do quite a bit of stuff on his own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But seriously, it's not like you're completely bedridden...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just tired of all this... I want my life back...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want my puppy back&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/2045699359835099507-1638810250134878371?l=bonkalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonkalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/1638810250134878371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2045699359835099507&amp;postID=1638810250134878371&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2045699359835099507/posts/default/1638810250134878371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2045699359835099507/posts/default/1638810250134878371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonkalicious.blogspot.com/2011/01/blog-post.html' title='疲れちゃった'/><author><name>the ~babygirl®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16007875717101192234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/SuG51tgy1FI/AAAAAAAAAP8/MGILIF99sD8/S220/8725_296116265127_709780127_9266367_2919191_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TSmWtiphkMI/AAAAAAAABRU/4bKhxX9INOU/s72-c/103213384.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2045699359835099507.post-5725035921075489765</id><published>2011-01-03T21:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T22:22:08.701+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='puppy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photoblog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Attempt 2 - Pureed food</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TSHa1ntfFaI/AAAAAAAABRM/ky7tecd_Km4/s1600/P1070709.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TSHa1ntfFaI/AAAAAAAABRM/ky7tecd_Km4/s400/P1070709.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557964029879588258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today's menu was much more of a success! I made meatballs with a roasted tomato &amp;amp; garlic soup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course for the puppy, everything was whizzed up, and you know what the best part is? He loved it and finished it all up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so glad that he's starting to get back his appetite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna make more stuff for him to eat so that he can regain more strength and heal faster!!! :)&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/2045699359835099507-5725035921075489765?l=bonkalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonkalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/5725035921075489765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2045699359835099507&amp;postID=5725035921075489765&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2045699359835099507/posts/default/5725035921075489765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2045699359835099507/posts/default/5725035921075489765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonkalicious.blogspot.com/2011/01/attempt-2-pureed-food.html' title='Attempt 2 - Pureed food'/><author><name>the ~babygirl®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16007875717101192234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/SuG51tgy1FI/AAAAAAAAAP8/MGILIF99sD8/S220/8725_296116265127_709780127_9266367_2919191_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TSHa1ntfFaI/AAAAAAAABRM/ky7tecd_Km4/s72-c/P1070709.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2045699359835099507.post-8851493750049564590</id><published>2011-01-02T22:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T22:16:06.520+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='puppy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photoblog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Attempt 1 - Pureed food</title><content type='html'>Since the pup's got six stitches and can barely move his jaw, it's baby food time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TSHZdOuIyuI/AAAAAAAABRE/Mt0MlhXhShI/s1600/P1070691.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TSHZdOuIyuI/AAAAAAAABRE/Mt0MlhXhShI/s400/P1070691.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557962511342947042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I know this looks kinda disgusting, but it tastes pretty good. I made a veggie soup with a chicken broth base. There are potatoes, carrots, onions, broccoli and celery which I mashed up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I took the chicken pieces and whizzed them up in a blender with a dash of rice porridge (didn't take a pic though) so it's a wholesome meal with meat, carbs and veg!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2045699359835099507-8851493750049564590?l=bonkalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonkalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/8851493750049564590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2045699359835099507&amp;postID=8851493750049564590&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2045699359835099507/posts/default/8851493750049564590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2045699359835099507/posts/default/8851493750049564590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonkalicious.blogspot.com/2011/01/attempt-1-pureed-food.html' title='Attempt 1 - Pureed food'/><author><name>the ~babygirl®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16007875717101192234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/SuG51tgy1FI/AAAAAAAAAP8/MGILIF99sD8/S220/8725_296116265127_709780127_9266367_2919191_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TSHZdOuIyuI/AAAAAAAABRE/Mt0MlhXhShI/s72-c/P1070691.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2045699359835099507.post-4918072429458993758</id><published>2011-01-01T23:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T15:12:30.269+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='puppy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bravery'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photoblog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>What's the worst that can happen?</title><content type='html'>Happy New Year peeps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember when I asked the pup what's the worst that could happen after our neverending fevers?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CAUTION: NOT FOR THE FAINT-HEARTED. IMAGE OF FLESH WOUND AHEAD. PROCEED AT YOUR OWN RISK ONLY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Don't say I didn't warn you. I know some people who cannot look at wounds... they get all disgusted, nauseated, weak in the knees, feel faint or all of the above.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TSFwLZzTw7I/AAAAAAAABQ8/VC6tIgDt1aY/s1600/P1070669.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557846756358865842" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TSFwLZzTw7I/AAAAAAAABQ8/VC6tIgDt1aY/s400/P1070669.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I always kinda knew that he had a blood pressure problem, but it was today that I realized how severe it was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pup was having a bit of a confrontation with our housemate. Long story cut short - he got drunk on NYE, came home kicking up a fuss while his friend was trying to get him to just go back to the bedroom. Cops came in the end to arrest him for being a public nuisance. Pup wanted to just tell him off - drink all you want, please don't make a mess in my house... and come home drunk stealing my ciggies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was napping at that point and I heard a loud crash. Thirty seconds later, I heard a bunch of frantic knocks on my bedroom door and a voice "Can you please come out? He's fainted..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was pretty drowsy at that time and just nodded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walked into the bathroom to freshen up and I heard the pup's voice in the next room. He was going on about "Yeah I'm alright, just that I've been battling a fever so I'm not feeling very well..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I thought he was alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next thing I know, I see him standing at our room door looking very dazed. His hand was cupping his chin slightly and he mumbled "Hun... I fainted and hit the floor..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw blood on his chin and ran to get some tissues to help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He walked towards the wall and just slowly sank to the floor mumbling "I think I'm feeling faint again."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's when I got a clear look of his wound - a 2"x1" gash that split his chin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I flipped out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank goodness my first instinct was to run to the kitchen to get a ziplock bag full of ice for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was unstable and still quite pale. I had no choice, I knew I couldn't handle this on my own. The two guys were there, but I knew it was my responsibility. They've caused enough trouble (on my end, or so I felt) and I really didn't want them involved any more. I called an ambulance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the first time in about 10 years or so that I carried out a full conversation in Malay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took them 20 minutes to get here and pick him up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told the pup that I'll meet him there and they wheeled him out on a gurney.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ran downstairs to get into my car and saw the ambulance pulling out from the porch and on its way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's when I broke down. I don't think I have ever been this scared in my entire life. I was hyperventilating and tears just kept falling down. It lasted a good half hour for me to compose myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally got to the hospital (without getting lost, thank goodness) and took me 15 minutes to figure out the car parking system, another 10 minutes to figure out where to go and another 15 minutes to find him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I was nervous. Maybe I was just too irrational at that point but seriously... these people need to learn how to lay hospital plans out properly! Geez!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I finally found him. Sitting forlornly in a wheel chair inside the consultation hall. Sat with him throughout the entire procedure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557846312399135410" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TSFvxj7D4rI/AAAAAAAABQ0/USerSiDnhuo/s400/P1070670.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I took another pic of his wound while waiting for the stitching doctor. It's so scary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Registration and waiting for his turn - 30mins&lt;br /&gt;2. Doctor to assess what's wrong and to prescribe a medical solution - 20 mins&lt;br /&gt;3. Tetanus jab - 2 mins&lt;br /&gt;4. Nurse to send him to get his stitches - never happened.&lt;br /&gt;5. Me to wheel him to get his stitches - 5 mins (it was a very winding maze inside)&lt;br /&gt;6. Waiting to get his stitches - 10 mins (turns out the doc wasn't in - yet!)&lt;br /&gt;7. Getting his stitches done - 20 mins&lt;br /&gt;8. Getting his antibiotics &amp;amp; pain killers - 20 mins (because after you give the pharmacist the prescription, you have to walk all the way back to the registration area to pay... and then all the way back again to get the meds)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We finally got home at about 9pm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So yeah, lesson learned today is... to keep my bloody mouth shut!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2045699359835099507-4918072429458993758?l=bonkalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonkalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/4918072429458993758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2045699359835099507&amp;postID=4918072429458993758&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2045699359835099507/posts/default/4918072429458993758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2045699359835099507/posts/default/4918072429458993758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonkalicious.blogspot.com/2011/01/whats-worst-that-can-happen.html' title='What&apos;s the worst that can happen?'/><author><name>the ~babygirl®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16007875717101192234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/SuG51tgy1FI/AAAAAAAAAP8/MGILIF99sD8/S220/8725_296116265127_709780127_9266367_2919191_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TSFwLZzTw7I/AAAAAAAABQ8/VC6tIgDt1aY/s72-c/P1070669.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2045699359835099507.post-7138160065823351225</id><published>2010-12-31T23:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T10:55:11.880+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='growing up'/><title type='text'>Bye bye 2010</title><content type='html'>It's been a great year... and I'm riding the year end out with a non-stop light fever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;W00t! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've even infected the puppy with it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Double w00t!&lt;/em&gt; :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, as I told him earlier in the day, what's the worst that can happen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll just wait for the fireworks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year y'all!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2045699359835099507-7138160065823351225?l=bonkalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonkalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/7138160065823351225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2045699359835099507&amp;postID=7138160065823351225&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2045699359835099507/posts/default/7138160065823351225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2045699359835099507/posts/default/7138160065823351225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonkalicious.blogspot.com/2010/12/bye-bye-2010.html' title='Bye bye 2010'/><author><name>the ~babygirl®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16007875717101192234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/SuG51tgy1FI/AAAAAAAAAP8/MGILIF99sD8/S220/8725_296116265127_709780127_9266367_2919191_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2045699359835099507.post-7414195578635386916</id><published>2010-12-29T17:33:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T19:34:40.703+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='growing up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photoblog'/><title type='text'>What's your dream car?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had a conversation with someone today and hearing that she's quite the gearhead, I asked her what her dream car was...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;She casually said "LP640 Versace Edition." and flashed me a wink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; display: block; height: 250px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556035700117185282" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TRsBCDjfowI/AAAAAAAABP0/OW_NgIPupUw/s400/1lamborghinimurcielagolp640versace.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;See... ask any other regular girl and I believe you'll be faced with a lot of... more cosmetic choices instead of performance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Personally, I would've chosen a Reventon (but mostly because I like the name... I'm not really a Lamborghini fan to begin with)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, the beauty of the LP640 Versace Edition is that there are only 20 in the world. First revealed at the Paris 2006 Motor Show, these little babies feature a two-tone black and white trim with custom Versace leather on the interior and of course let's not forget the Gianni Versace logo :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, it's a powerful car PLUS it looks sexy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that got me thinking, what is my dream car?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've listed down three.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Mazda Miata aka MX-5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TRsBC20RpPI/AAAAAAAABQM/0DzP3D3rqh8/s1600/miatamatte.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; display: block; height: 261px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556035713877779698" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TRsBC20RpPI/AAAAAAAABQM/0DzP3D3rqh8/s400/miatamatte.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This little baby is one of the world's best selling roadsters, and can you blame it? Look at how sleek and HAPPY it is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a front engine, rear wheel drive with a lightweight concept makes handling a dream and superb for drifting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This version I have here is the MX-5 Black and Matte Special Edition in celebration of the Miata's 20th anniversary of being in the French Market.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Infiniti G35&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TRsBCvMuyCI/AAAAAAAABQE/HRLvn81cREQ/s1600/infinitiG35.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 380px; display: block; height: 285px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556035711832868898" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TRsBCvMuyCI/AAAAAAAABQE/HRLvn81cREQ/s400/infinitiG35.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my second choice of a dream car. I know, there are newer versions but this is the one that I think is sleekest. Also a front engine, rear view drive... this serves more as a family/daily car that I'd like to drive around. And yes, the coupe not the sedan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. TVR Chimaera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; display: block; height: 266px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556035704531663810" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TRsBCT__O8I/AAAAAAAABP8/oYx4gd-COM8/s400/1995-tvr-chimaera-12_460x0w.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least, I had recently discovered the joy of the TVRs... and the Chimaera in particular. As you can see my taste in cars are very similar in terms of looks as well as performance and handling. And unfortunately discontinued :P&lt;br /&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/2045699359835099507-7414195578635386916?l=bonkalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonkalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/7414195578635386916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2045699359835099507&amp;postID=7414195578635386916&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2045699359835099507/posts/default/7414195578635386916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2045699359835099507/posts/default/7414195578635386916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonkalicious.blogspot.com/2010/12/whats-your-dream-car.html' title='What&apos;s your dream car?'/><author><name>the ~babygirl®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16007875717101192234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/SuG51tgy1FI/AAAAAAAAAP8/MGILIF99sD8/S220/8725_296116265127_709780127_9266367_2919191_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TRsBCDjfowI/AAAAAAAABP0/OW_NgIPupUw/s72-c/1lamborghinimurcielagolp640versace.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2045699359835099507.post-8829114879619103077</id><published>2010-12-26T19:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-26T19:40:45.927+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='growing up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='change'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>bling bling</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TRcpkGYxV_I/AAAAAAAABNI/f8gBWPORwEk/s1600/Diamond-Engagement-Ring.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 369px; height: 307px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TRcpkGYxV_I/AAAAAAAABNI/f8gBWPORwEk/s400/Diamond-Engagement-Ring.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554954365551335410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So another cousin broke the news, her boyfriend popped the question during the Christmas holidays...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I have two weddings to attend next year... two who btw are younger than me :P no, no that's not resentment or bitterness, just a dash of disbelief, really...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But do I wish it was my turn? Oh of course... which girl doesn't?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it's my turn, it won't be a big do. Much as I am a romantic, a big hoo-hah is just too much work and too much effort for a party - yes, P-A-R-T-Y. You heard right. Because to me, it's the marriage... not the wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For all you know, I might just have a super simple ceremony with immediate family only - then break the news to the rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until then... I'll just keep focusing on the big picture :) we've got A LOT ahead of us!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2045699359835099507-8829114879619103077?l=bonkalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonkalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/8829114879619103077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2045699359835099507&amp;postID=8829114879619103077&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2045699359835099507/posts/default/8829114879619103077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2045699359835099507/posts/default/8829114879619103077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonkalicious.blogspot.com/2010/12/bling-bling.html' title='bling bling'/><author><name>the ~babygirl®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16007875717101192234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/SuG51tgy1FI/AAAAAAAAAP8/MGILIF99sD8/S220/8725_296116265127_709780127_9266367_2919191_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TRcpkGYxV_I/AAAAAAAABNI/f8gBWPORwEk/s72-c/Diamond-Engagement-Ring.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2045699359835099507.post-9095146851630453448</id><published>2010-12-25T00:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-26T21:15:13.768+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ipoh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photoblog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Christmas Eve Dinner</title><content type='html'>Went over to the puppy's for Christmas Eve dinner and same as every year, I head over there in the arvo to help out&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/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TRctSBib05I/AAAAAAAABNQ/yT__y5EcHrk/s1600/0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 275px; height: 206px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TRctSBib05I/AAAAAAAABNQ/yT__y5EcHrk/s400/0001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554958453058556818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TRctSa2petI/AAAAAAAABNo/hvO923hcxK4/s1600/0004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 272px; height: 205px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TRctSa2petI/AAAAAAAABNo/hvO923hcxK4/s400/0004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554958459854224082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TRctSHyyCpI/AAAAAAAABNY/L7oDgTFuVhk/s1600/0002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 274px; height: 205px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TRctSHyyCpI/AAAAAAAABNY/L7oDgTFuVhk/s400/0002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554958454737734290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TRctSYDRoYI/AAAAAAAABNg/tbrAb7gW2to/s1600/0003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 275px; height: 205px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TRctSYDRoYI/AAAAAAAABNg/tbrAb7gW2to/s400/0003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554958459101880706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So the bunny and big bro toiled over peeling, chopping, slicing and dicing......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TRctsH8CgnI/AAAAAAAABN4/KoeMqGbNQOc/s1600/0006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 242px; height: 322px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TRctsH8CgnI/AAAAAAAABN4/KoeMqGbNQOc/s400/0006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554958901453161074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TRct3Ft38OI/AAAAAAAABOg/CqjoGKun74Q/s1600/0011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 241px; height: 322px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TRct3Ft38OI/AAAAAAAABOg/CqjoGKun74Q/s400/0011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554959089835438306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The extra tough pumpkin that took me forever to slice.... even Mr Kitchen man took his tools off to a corner to hide!&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/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TRctsOIJh_I/AAAAAAAABOA/aqugfE1JEbA/s1600/0007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 272px; height: 204px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TRctsOIJh_I/AAAAAAAABOA/aqugfE1JEbA/s400/0007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554958903114565618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TRctsUIf6PI/AAAAAAAABOI/IQXKdQMx_u0/s1600/0008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 269px; height: 203px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TRctsUIf6PI/AAAAAAAABOI/IQXKdQMx_u0/s400/0008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554958904726644978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anyways, as I was saying, while we were toiling away, the puppy was doing this 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/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TRctsYwuE-I/AAAAAAAABOQ/xbMBHIqthbQ/s1600/0009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 270px; height: 203px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TRctsYwuE-I/AAAAAAAABOQ/xbMBHIqthbQ/s400/0009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554958905969087458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TRctsolexiI/AAAAAAAABOY/6V0kpkqQTK8/s1600/0010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 271px; height: 203px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TRctsolexiI/AAAAAAAABOY/6V0kpkqQTK8/s400/0010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554958910216914466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TRct3Zdm_1I/AAAAAAAABOo/qmI0jv9tJJ4/s1600/0012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 271px; height: 201px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TRct3Zdm_1I/AAAAAAAABOo/qmI0jv9tJJ4/s400/0012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554959095135928146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TRct3kkLYvI/AAAAAAAABOw/eXu9E2fX9C8/s1600/0013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 271px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TRct3kkLYvI/AAAAAAAABOw/eXu9E2fX9C8/s400/0013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554959098116268786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Clockwise Top L-R: Stuffed turkey with bacon strips, honey glazed ham with pineapples, pigs in a blanket and oven roasted brussel sprouts with beets)&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/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TRct3ysRzsI/AAAAAAAABO4/B1__0rY1zF0/s1600/0015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TRct3ysRzsI/AAAAAAAABO4/B1__0rY1zF0/s400/0015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554959101908340418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole works. A table for fourteen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TRct38zns4I/AAAAAAAABPA/JJ9RE9M4SJY/s1600/0018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TRct38zns4I/AAAAAAAABPA/JJ9RE9M4SJY/s400/0018.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554959104623489922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Someone picked this up and said 'OMG you have a Jewish drink???'&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/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TRcuOv75WgI/AAAAAAAABPI/INuVV4vOF8U/s1600/0020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TRcuOv75WgI/AAAAAAAABPI/INuVV4vOF8U/s400/0020.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554959496305531394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anne who showed us a magic trick earlier decided to test out our IQs. Needless to say, we ALL failed miserably :P&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/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TRcuOmadezI/AAAAAAAABPQ/SLo232PLTms/s1600/0021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 322px; height: 181px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TRcuOmadezI/AAAAAAAABPQ/SLo232PLTms/s400/0021.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554959493749373746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TRcuO3nPTlI/AAAAAAAABPY/Ju--3POViqo/s1600/0022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 151px; height: 269px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TRcuO3nPTlI/AAAAAAAABPY/Ju--3POViqo/s400/0022.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554959498366373458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And right after that.... SCRABBLE time!!! iStyle :P&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/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TRcuO-nybcI/AAAAAAAABPg/TzYuIJZDgrA/s1600/0023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TRcuO-nybcI/AAAAAAAABPg/TzYuIJZDgrA/s400/0023.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554959500247723458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at the amount of Apple products these people have&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/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TRcuPLDJR4I/AAAAAAAABPo/MKnEbtWdp5s/s1600/0019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 225px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TRcuPLDJR4I/AAAAAAAABPo/MKnEbtWdp5s/s400/0019.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554959503583692674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even the dogs were bloody content after the whole meal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; everybody!!!&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/2045699359835099507-9095146851630453448?l=bonkalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonkalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/9095146851630453448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2045699359835099507&amp;postID=9095146851630453448&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2045699359835099507/posts/default/9095146851630453448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2045699359835099507/posts/default/9095146851630453448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonkalicious.blogspot.com/2010/12/christmas-eve-dinner.html' title='Christmas Eve Dinner'/><author><name>the ~babygirl®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16007875717101192234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/SuG51tgy1FI/AAAAAAAAAP8/MGILIF99sD8/S220/8725_296116265127_709780127_9266367_2919191_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TRctSBib05I/AAAAAAAABNQ/yT__y5EcHrk/s72-c/0001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2045699359835099507.post-9035452914730609095</id><published>2010-12-21T21:06:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T23:29:10.484+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photoblog'/><title type='text'>Shepherd's Pie : FAIL! Christmas Party : HELL YEAH!!!!</title><content type='html'>Had the team Christmas lunch at Delicious, 1 Utama today. Everyone was going  with the pastas and I thought, okay let's see how their Shepherd's Pie  fares...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TRCm-nzjQMI/AAAAAAAABME/A3_OJI8W1e0/s1600/P1070617.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TRCm-nzjQMI/AAAAAAAABME/A3_OJI8W1e0/s400/P1070617.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553121935315124418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;FAIL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The mash potato top with cheese was soft and sticky.&lt;br /&gt;2. The meat inside was all soupy.&lt;br /&gt;3. It was a tad over cooked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bleh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand... it was a pretty good lunch. My editor had this Q&amp;amp;A sesh (trivia about the magazine) and if you got them right, you'll score some pretty cool gifts!&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/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TRCy36zfi4I/AAAAAAAABMM/5FVaKepOkX8/s1600/P1070612.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 225px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TRCy36zfi4I/AAAAAAAABMM/5FVaKepOkX8/s400/P1070612.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553135014295604098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Rachel (Advertising Manager) scored the first gift - OPI Bring on the bling laquer with matching 2-in-1 lip gloss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TRCy4WBIQTI/AAAAAAAABMU/-O7NeVvxVAo/s1600/P1070613.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 225px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TRCy4WBIQTI/AAAAAAAABMU/-O7NeVvxVAo/s400/P1070613.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553135021600555314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Janice (Sales &amp;amp; Marketing Executive) got Yves Rocher Olive Oil cream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TRCy4vR7T8I/AAAAAAAABMc/okVq9FzfO5k/s1600/P1070615.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 225px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TRCy4vR7T8I/AAAAAAAABMc/okVq9FzfO5k/s400/P1070615.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553135028381896642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Serena (Sub-editor) got a combo pack with La Mer!!! SO NOT FAIR *hmmph*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TRCy46nBwXI/AAAAAAAABMk/vLrjYc6pnNI/s1600/P1070616.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 225px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TRCy46nBwXI/AAAAAAAABMk/vLrjYc6pnNI/s400/P1070616.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553135031423189362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This is my combo pack of Anna Sui, Sothys, GA, and Body Shop cosmetics :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TRCy5QQYjoI/AAAAAAAABMs/egKTcUiPvNM/s1600/P1070618.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TRCy5QQYjoI/AAAAAAAABMs/egKTcUiPvNM/s400/P1070618.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553135037233794690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Janice &amp;amp; I teamed up to get this OPI Burlesque set... w00t! I took the two red-ish ones because she didn't like them...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TRDHKyQ_MzI/AAAAAAAABM8/QkWNLPSx5Ms/s1600/P1070619.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TRDHKyQ_MzI/AAAAAAAABM8/QkWNLPSx5Ms/s400/P1070619.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553157328653464370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And a Chanel blush...&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/2045699359835099507-9035452914730609095?l=bonkalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonkalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/9035452914730609095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2045699359835099507&amp;postID=9035452914730609095&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2045699359835099507/posts/default/9035452914730609095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2045699359835099507/posts/default/9035452914730609095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonkalicious.blogspot.com/2010/12/shepherds-pie-fail.html' title='Shepherd&apos;s Pie : FAIL! Christmas Party : HELL YEAH!!!!'/><author><name>the ~babygirl®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16007875717101192234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/SuG51tgy1FI/AAAAAAAAAP8/MGILIF99sD8/S220/8725_296116265127_709780127_9266367_2919191_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TRCm-nzjQMI/AAAAAAAABME/A3_OJI8W1e0/s72-c/P1070617.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2045699359835099507.post-6308858450791576510</id><published>2010-12-20T16:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-20T16:20:06.435+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photoblog'/><title type='text'>I want to be a living work of art...</title><content type='html'>Okay see... working in a women's magazine has definitely got its perks! First of all, not only do I get free products (fine, most of the time they're samples, but still....); reading gossip online is "research" and last but not least, I LOVE DRESSES!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at these Marchesa gowns!!! *swoon*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TQ8QoLTrMfI/AAAAAAAABL8/BJXxrqqQtL0/s1600/marchesa%2Bss11_1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 274px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552675147987235314" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TQ8QoLTrMfI/AAAAAAAABL8/BJXxrqqQtL0/s400/marchesa%2Bss11_1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TQ8Qn951oLI/AAAAAAAABL0/dTRDVzOtkYE/s1600/marchesa%2Bss11.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 272px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552675144389206194" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TQ8Qn951oLI/AAAAAAAABL0/dTRDVzOtkYE/s400/marchesa%2Bss11.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2045699359835099507-6308858450791576510?l=bonkalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonkalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/6308858450791576510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2045699359835099507&amp;postID=6308858450791576510&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2045699359835099507/posts/default/6308858450791576510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2045699359835099507/posts/default/6308858450791576510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonkalicious.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-want-to-be-living-work-of-art.html' title='I want to be a living work of art...'/><author><name>the ~babygirl®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16007875717101192234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/SuG51tgy1FI/AAAAAAAAAP8/MGILIF99sD8/S220/8725_296116265127_709780127_9266367_2919191_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TQ8QoLTrMfI/AAAAAAAABL8/BJXxrqqQtL0/s72-c/marchesa%2Bss11_1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2045699359835099507.post-7891871595611241074</id><published>2010-12-18T16:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T23:23:24.795+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='growing up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Baby Cherrie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TRDD714VjqI/AAAAAAAABM0/l3RQGXM7-L8/s1600/P1070598.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TRDD714VjqI/AAAAAAAABM0/l3RQGXM7-L8/s400/P1070598.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553153773390892706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look how grown up she looks now! I still can't believe that my cousin Nick has a kid... and you know what's so funny about that? She looks EXACTLY like him as a baby!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2045699359835099507-7891871595611241074?l=bonkalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonkalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/7891871595611241074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2045699359835099507&amp;postID=7891871595611241074&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2045699359835099507/posts/default/7891871595611241074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2045699359835099507/posts/default/7891871595611241074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonkalicious.blogspot.com/2010/12/baby-cherrie.html' title='Baby Cherrie'/><author><name>the ~babygirl®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16007875717101192234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/SuG51tgy1FI/AAAAAAAAAP8/MGILIF99sD8/S220/8725_296116265127_709780127_9266367_2919191_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TRDD714VjqI/AAAAAAAABM0/l3RQGXM7-L8/s72-c/P1070598.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2045699359835099507.post-1536396295980274506</id><published>2010-12-17T10:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-17T17:44:46.585+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photoblog'/><title type='text'>Happy birthday Starbucks!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TQsu87XAPKI/AAAAAAAABLs/T0HTnhDoXm4/s1600/0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551582589925473442" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TQsu87XAPKI/AAAAAAAABLs/T0HTnhDoXm4/s400/0001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; In conjunction with their 12th anniversary, and as a token &lt;a href="http://www.starbucks.com.my/"&gt;Starbucks&lt;/a&gt; gave away free cups of freshly brewed coffee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was also this little donation bag at the cashier - for the life of me I can't remember what it was for... but since I was getting a free cup of coffee... might as well do some charity :)&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/2045699359835099507-1536396295980274506?l=bonkalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonkalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/1536396295980274506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2045699359835099507&amp;postID=1536396295980274506&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2045699359835099507/posts/default/1536396295980274506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2045699359835099507/posts/default/1536396295980274506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonkalicious.blogspot.com/2010/12/starbucks-rawks.html' title='Happy birthday Starbucks!!!'/><author><name>the ~babygirl®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16007875717101192234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/SuG51tgy1FI/AAAAAAAAAP8/MGILIF99sD8/S220/8725_296116265127_709780127_9266367_2919191_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KBFYvoTrRb4/TQsu87XAPKI/AAAAAAAABLs/T0HTnhDoXm4/s72-c/0001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2045699359835099507.post-2243604297058937829</id><published>2010-12-15T12:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-17T17:32:21.443+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='puppy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='growing up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>You can't fight the tears that ain't coming</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mqqQLQN1MNk?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/mqqQLQN1MNk?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm pretty sure every other person says this, but I really love this song. Every time I hear it, I feel this sort of connection and emotions that I can't explain. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Goo Goo Dolls - Iris&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And I'd give up forever to touch you&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I know that you feel me somehow&lt;br /&gt;You're the closest to heaven that I'll ever be&lt;br /&gt;And I don't want to go home right now&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And all I can taste is this moment&lt;br /&gt;And all I can breathe is your life&lt;br /&gt;'Cause sooner or later it's over&lt;br /&gt;I just don't wnat to miss you tonight&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And I don't want the world to see me&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I don't think that they'd understand&lt;br /&gt;When everything's made to be broken&lt;br /&gt;I just want you to know who I am&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And you can't fight the tears that ain't coming&lt;br /&gt;Or the moment of trut in your lies&lt;br /&gt;When everything feels like the movies&lt;br /&gt;Yeah you bleed just to know you're alive&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And I don't want the world to see me&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I don't think that they'd understand&lt;br /&gt;When everything's made to be broken&lt;br /&gt;I just wnat you to know who I am&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And I don't want the world to see me&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I don't think that they'd understand&lt;br /&gt;When everything's made to be broken&lt;br /&gt;I just want you to know who I am&lt;br /&gt;I just want you to know who I am&lt;br /&gt;I just want you to know who I am&lt;br /&gt;I just want you to know who I am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2045699359835099507-2243604297058937829?l=bonkalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonkalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/2243604297058937829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2045699359835099507&amp;postID=2243604297058937829&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='ap
