<?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-3819550596753023603</id><updated>2012-01-21T05:56:09.543+08:00</updated><category term='m I complainin o WAT ? ? ?'/><category term='personal someone'/><category term='my blogs in frenster'/><category term='goin on . . .'/><title type='text'>Annie's life n d road she's leading on...</title><subtitle type='html'>30's is not much longer than I can feel. Life is not too difficult and much beautiful than I expected. I hope when I read this back, I remember how I work my way thro thick and thin in my life and goin on.....</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Annie &amp;amp; Im Choosing Now</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17103650964673144097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XdcN97ES2fg/Txniuqk_2aI/AAAAAAAABnM/2jmO1znnQtg/s220/Photo1855.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>109</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3819550596753023603.post-5809990647339588590</id><published>2010-01-01T16:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T17:04:33.413+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goin on . . .'/><title type='text'>This is post #117 and the last one.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It is already 2010 year and this will be my last post relatingly to 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a new blog and it's called &lt;a href="http://ayyfinyear2010.blogspot.com/"&gt;Annie YF Yap in year 2010 - sharing with you.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I will not do any more posting in this blog after this and 2010 year relatingly will be in the above blog add which I just gave you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for following me all the while. You will see more of me in 2010 (I hope to show you all).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's to wish you all a challenging and fruitfull year with bless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3819550596753023603-5809990647339588590?l=annieyyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/feeds/5809990647339588590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3819550596753023603&amp;postID=5809990647339588590' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/5809990647339588590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/5809990647339588590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/2010/01/this-is-post-117-and-last-one.html' title='This is post #117 and the last one.'/><author><name>Annie &amp;amp; Im Choosing Now</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17103650964673144097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XdcN97ES2fg/Txniuqk_2aI/AAAAAAAABnM/2jmO1znnQtg/s220/Photo1855.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3819550596753023603.post-1936068305372111298</id><published>2009-12-30T23:26:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T01:31:38.199+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goin on . . .'/><title type='text'>Last Wednesday in 2009</title><content type='html'>I suppose the next Wednesday will be in 2010. Yeah, Im rite! Silly, everyone knows it!!!! Silly girl ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week, I had to work till 6pm and start backend work afterward. Well, I never brag about it nor do I hate it because I knew it's a routine. When it's a routine, I didnt mind at all. Of course... I'll get back the OT claim. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventhrough I had like almost 2 hours extra this week but the works seems to know the way and follow me right until 6pm and on. I was a little surprise that I found more and more till I think my working hours end at 6pm and it wasn't even enough to clear the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow marks the last day for 2009 and everyone bragging about their resolution. I actually wasn't really sure what resolution means and I 'guess' it means the things you want to do or accomplish in a new year. That sounds a lot like a project?? Or maybe workload. hahahaha..... couldn't get away from work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/SzuOVVUTRII/AAAAAAAAAjk/_6abhv9sd-c/s1600-h/DSC00088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/SzuOVVUTRII/AAAAAAAAAjk/_6abhv9sd-c/s400/DSC00088.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421083073621214338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;Work! Work! Work!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya.... I almost forgat. I got a very very so long due post for Andrew and me. It's our one hour day trip to Crocodile farm in Sandakan, Sabah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me post one pic for you all to see first then the rest you will have to look for &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/home.php?#/profile.php?ref=profile&amp;amp;id=100000559381342"&gt;Andrew&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3819550596753023603-1936068305372111298?l=annieyyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/feeds/1936068305372111298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3819550596753023603&amp;postID=1936068305372111298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/1936068305372111298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/1936068305372111298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/2009/12/last-wednesday-in-2009.html' title='Last Wednesday in 2009'/><author><name>Annie &amp;amp; Im Choosing Now</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17103650964673144097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XdcN97ES2fg/Txniuqk_2aI/AAAAAAAABnM/2jmO1znnQtg/s220/Photo1855.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/SzuOVVUTRII/AAAAAAAAAjk/_6abhv9sd-c/s72-c/DSC00088.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3819550596753023603.post-1388673051152527229</id><published>2009-12-27T09:10:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T00:04:10.302+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goin on . . .'/><title type='text'>My overdue Winter Solstics post</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I had nothing to say because this has been so very long overdue post for my 2009 WS. Actually nothing much can I say because I still work that day and I can say not much customers came and even agents are on the festive mood. :D So, I got a great deal of load times for filing :( and filing :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Anyway, I had nice 'tong yuen' this year. I ate some got filling of choco (surprised? pls not! those sells like hot cakes), peanuts and even Gula Melaka. It's an ingredient made from coconut. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Anyway, I want to show you what I had eaten in the day Chinese said 'bigger' than CNY. &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/_3XC_FTktpe4/Szd7QBkp0SI/AAAAAAAAAjU/crMw8AIBWrs/s1600-h/DSC00262.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/Szd7QBkp0SI/AAAAAAAAAjU/crMw8AIBWrs/s400/DSC00262.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419936191793975586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;OK, the one in the blue plastic container is those made from flour but has not yet ready for consume. The one inside both pink color container (square &amp;amp; circle) are ready for me. :D&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/_3XC_FTktpe4/Szd7P8-7RUI/AAAAAAAAAjM/EviLaIcjnwE/s1600-h/DSC00264.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/Szd7P8-7RUI/AAAAAAAAAjM/EviLaIcjnwE/s400/DSC00264.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419936190561994050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Either you see them as fishball or kuih makmur. I see them as kuih Makmur. Anyway, each and everyone of them has a filing inside. Either it's a choco, peanut or Gula Melaka. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/_3XC_FTktpe4/Szd7PjjI27I/AAAAAAAAAjE/nrnV4G7otPg/s1600-h/DSC00266.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/Szd7PjjI27I/AAAAAAAAAjE/nrnV4G7otPg/s400/DSC00266.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419936183734557618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;This is the sweet gravy (or rather soup) which my sis put in pandan leaf and carrot in slices. Anyway, I still prefer mom's one which is plainly just pandan leaves and rock sugar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/_3XC_FTktpe4/Szd7PABnh3I/AAAAAAAAAi8/jvAPJNrMfmo/s1600-h/DSC00270.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/Szd7PABnh3I/AAAAAAAAAi8/jvAPJNrMfmo/s400/DSC00270.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419936174198720370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;The end result is this. Voila. Ready for everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;I found out that childrens and adult also had a heart for this little sweet desert. It means something actually the Chinese people. 'Tong Yuen' has actually means to gather in a family and may the whole family members able to gather year again and again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about you? Does this remind you of something? Or anything?&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/3819550596753023603-1388673051152527229?l=annieyyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/feeds/1388673051152527229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3819550596753023603&amp;postID=1388673051152527229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/1388673051152527229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/1388673051152527229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-overdue-winter-solstics-post.html' title='My overdue Winter Solstics post'/><author><name>Annie &amp;amp; Im Choosing Now</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17103650964673144097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XdcN97ES2fg/Txniuqk_2aI/AAAAAAAABnM/2jmO1znnQtg/s220/Photo1855.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/Szd7QBkp0SI/AAAAAAAAAjU/crMw8AIBWrs/s72-c/DSC00262.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3819550596753023603.post-8214890066775880679</id><published>2009-12-26T10:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T10:22:11.092+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goin on . . .'/><title type='text'>Im not away but just laid back</title><content type='html'>Hi everyone,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good Morning, fresh start after X'mas. I hope most of you are not drunk enough to skip work today but those who aint then good! Get a great sleep and wake up more fresh but don't over do it cos you'll be very, very regret waking up in the pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) No point cos too many time wasted.&lt;br /&gt;2) Makes you more lazy and abit twist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, still got three albums to follow up and post to upload.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you people awhile later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3819550596753023603-8214890066775880679?l=annieyyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/feeds/8214890066775880679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3819550596753023603&amp;postID=8214890066775880679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/8214890066775880679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/8214890066775880679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/2009/12/im-not-away-but-just-laid-back.html' title='Im not away but just laid back'/><author><name>Annie &amp;amp; Im Choosing Now</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17103650964673144097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XdcN97ES2fg/Txniuqk_2aI/AAAAAAAABnM/2jmO1znnQtg/s220/Photo1855.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3819550596753023603.post-7217465946754709446</id><published>2009-12-21T00:22:00.030+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T23:56:37.661+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goin on . . .'/><title type='text'>Steamboat at my house 191209</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Stanley just got back from Aus and we had throwed a small steamboat dinner for him and us (of cos) as a gathering for some nice chat at nite time. Along the invitess are Kenny Liew, sis's husband, Chuen, Andrew, bro in law's sis, Stanley's bro, kervin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fyi, we are having vegetarian's steamboat and to most of you.... we do have alot of foods as below. Even the whole table couldn't take all the foods that we prepared. I had to put noodles and vermicelle on another table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/Sy5ZxgImA0I/AAAAAAAAAiU/MDvu096oDUM/s1600-h/DSC00214.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/Sy5ZxgImA0I/AAAAAAAAAiU/MDvu096oDUM/s400/DSC00214.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417366108747727682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/Sy5ZoglWFmI/AAAAAAAAAiM/813QBB_9kUY/s1600-h/DSC00220.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/Sy5ZoglWFmI/AAAAAAAAAiM/813QBB_9kUY/s400/DSC00220.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417365954249496162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/Sy5ZoWS_jNI/AAAAAAAAAiE/zXe0IxfdPGA/s1600-h/DSC00221.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/Sy5ZoWS_jNI/AAAAAAAAAiE/zXe0IxfdPGA/s400/DSC00221.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417365951488167122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/Sy5ZN7WnR8I/AAAAAAAAAh8/g_Jz4qrZbM4/s1600-h/DSC00223.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/Sy5ZN7WnR8I/AAAAAAAAAh8/g_Jz4qrZbM4/s400/DSC00223.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417365497578997698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/Sy5ZNu-og_I/AAAAAAAAAh0/XdbIB9Zou44/s1600-h/DSC00224.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/Sy5ZNu-og_I/AAAAAAAAAh0/XdbIB9Zou44/s400/DSC00224.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417365494257189874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/Sy5Y_20BdfI/AAAAAAAAAhs/K1GXLOY6Kmg/s1600-h/DSC00225.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/Sy5Y_20BdfI/AAAAAAAAAhs/K1GXLOY6Kmg/s400/DSC00225.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417365255842002418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/_3XC_FTktpe4/Sy5Y_QGknuI/AAAAAAAAAhk/LdaTNVy07zM/s1600-h/DSC00235.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/Sy5Y_QGknuI/AAAAAAAAAhk/LdaTNVy07zM/s400/DSC00235.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417365245450821346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Just count on the varieties of vegies that we had. If you could finish this, it would be a miracle. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/Sy5XuiVih9I/AAAAAAAAAhc/rFMLQctZvgI/s1600-h/DSC00234.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/Sy5XuiVih9I/AAAAAAAAAhc/rFMLQctZvgI/s400/DSC00234.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417363858776033234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/Sy5XuQz6fSI/AAAAAAAAAhU/cbXImym7pLM/s1600-h/DSC00227.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/Sy5XuQz6fSI/AAAAAAAAAhU/cbXImym7pLM/s400/DSC00227.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417363854071594274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/Sy5XXUGgNGI/AAAAAAAAAhM/XLpEqEjHuaA/s1600-h/DSC00226.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/Sy5XXUGgNGI/AAAAAAAAAhM/XLpEqEjHuaA/s400/DSC00226.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417363459817878626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/_3XC_FTktpe4/Sy5XC8kXDiI/AAAAAAAAAhE/pPogbIlpvM0/s1600-h/DSC00228.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/Sy5XC8kXDiI/AAAAAAAAAhE/pPogbIlpvM0/s400/DSC00228.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417363109903273506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Some of you might got attracted to this and even think this is our local food called 'wo tiap'. Kinda similar but no meat and still taste good. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/Sy5WF-J4PyI/AAAAAAAAAg8/a2dWJteu4Vc/s1600-h/DSC00229.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/Sy5WF-J4PyI/AAAAAAAAAg8/a2dWJteu4Vc/s400/DSC00229.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417362062357053218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/Sy5WFmU_oyI/AAAAAAAAAg0/FtrWeavqaYg/s1600-h/DSC00230.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/Sy5WFmU_oyI/AAAAAAAAAg0/FtrWeavqaYg/s400/DSC00230.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417362055961223970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/Sy5V8qRKopI/AAAAAAAAAgs/LYQIIVuchKY/s1600-h/DSC00231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/Sy5V8qRKopI/AAAAAAAAAgs/LYQIIVuchKY/s400/DSC00231.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417361902400086674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/Sy5V8R1A_BI/AAAAAAAAAgk/qhycqAt3vCg/s1600-h/DSC00232.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/Sy5V8R1A_BI/AAAAAAAAAgk/qhycqAt3vCg/s400/DSC00232.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417361895839562770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/_3XC_FTktpe4/Sy5Vk9o6V4I/AAAAAAAAAgc/2kw3ThMqkEs/s1600-h/DSC00236.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/Sy5Vk9o6V4I/AAAAAAAAAgc/2kw3ThMqkEs/s400/DSC00236.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417361495283095426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We had chillies in soy sauce, tomyam sauce and bbq sauce. Who said steamboat time cannot have bbq sauce. Maybe you never taste it before. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/Sy5RK2qtRQI/AAAAAAAAAgU/aNg2RQ5DO-A/s1600-h/DSC00237.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/Sy5RK2qtRQI/AAAAAAAAAgU/aNg2RQ5DO-A/s400/DSC00237.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417356648688469250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/_3XC_FTktpe4/Sy5RKm2HqOI/AAAAAAAAAgM/7tXqua4bM3A/s1600-h/DSC00215.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/Sy5RKm2HqOI/AAAAAAAAAgM/7tXqua4bM3A/s400/DSC00215.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417356644441368802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;For dessert, ice cream! Who can stand what it gives to you. :D A big smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/Sy5RKUjJolI/AAAAAAAAAgE/s3KvkwSmUOc/s1600-h/DSC00216.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/Sy5RKUjJolI/AAAAAAAAAgE/s3KvkwSmUOc/s400/DSC00216.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417356639529968210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/Sy5Q3wl6AmI/AAAAAAAAAf8/GulMRzCJH98/s1600-h/DSC00217.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/Sy5Q3wl6AmI/AAAAAAAAAf8/GulMRzCJH98/s400/DSC00217.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417356320640205410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/Sy5Q3rTmybI/AAAAAAAAAf0/2PzT0OTmlHk/s1600-h/DSC00218.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/Sy5Q3rTmybI/AAAAAAAAAf0/2PzT0OTmlHk/s400/DSC00218.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417356319221270962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/Sy5Q3E0ef8I/AAAAAAAAAfs/rE8YYX-4LD4/s1600-h/DSC00219.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/Sy5Q3E0ef8I/AAAAAAAAAfs/rE8YYX-4LD4/s400/DSC00219.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417356308890156994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We had a fine night that day and sorry for the delaying post because there are alot to be done and once settle for those, we all get very tired and sleep like a baby. Anyway, sometimes sticking to home with a bunch of friends is much, much ideal than staying out late at nite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3819550596753023603-7217465946754709446?l=annieyyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/feeds/7217465946754709446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3819550596753023603&amp;postID=7217465946754709446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/7217465946754709446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/7217465946754709446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/2009/12/steamboat-at-my-house-191209.html' title='Steamboat at my house 191209'/><author><name>Annie &amp;amp; Im Choosing Now</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17103650964673144097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XdcN97ES2fg/Txniuqk_2aI/AAAAAAAABnM/2jmO1znnQtg/s220/Photo1855.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/Sy5ZxgImA0I/AAAAAAAAAiU/MDvu096oDUM/s72-c/DSC00214.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3819550596753023603.post-7458918614845982055</id><published>2009-12-19T00:21:00.025+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T01:06:31.836+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal someone'/><title type='text'>Amanda Wonderful Day...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;Amanda's day was on Nov 18th, 2009. Once again Im the companion for her (previously I was also for her sister). Im actually glad that I was given the honor to accompany her all the way. Of course, different religion does have different tradition and I must say it's one of the best way to get to know how was an event been arrange and organised that day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;Actually I wanted to post more pics but I am not sure if she would like what I do so I only pick certain pics which did represent the whole thing except I didnt post in the groom pics. Sorry, but just to keep it safe here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/SyuxKupW7WI/AAAAAAAAAfk/sDaY0YKKg4A/s1600-h/DSC04367.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/SyuxKupW7WI/AAAAAAAAAfk/sDaY0YKKg4A/s400/DSC04367.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416617774721461602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Her shoes in my B&amp;amp;W style.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/_3XC_FTktpe4/Syuvp5gCG0I/AAAAAAAAAfU/fwEP7qhPj1A/s1600-h/DSC04373.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/Syuvp5gCG0I/AAAAAAAAAfU/fwEP7qhPj1A/s400/DSC04373.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416616111187827522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;Solarized pic (for the first time in public). Looks nice to me. &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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/Syuvpq6lQRI/AAAAAAAAAfM/de-SneWkhEc/s1600-h/DSC04382.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/Syuvpq6lQRI/AAAAAAAAAfM/de-SneWkhEc/s400/DSC04382.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416616107272651026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;The bride Amanda, my sis and me. She looks just as lovely as she was.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/_3XC_FTktpe4/SyuvZjF_xdI/AAAAAAAAAfE/k0ql-xL2kQU/s1600-h/DSC04396.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/SyuvZjF_xdI/AAAAAAAAAfE/k0ql-xL2kQU/s400/DSC04396.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416615830295135698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;The groom came bringing her a bunch of fresh roses and they are just so beautiful. &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/_3XC_FTktpe4/SyuvZZC4K0I/AAAAAAAAAe8/B23eu8Vddfo/s1600-h/DSC04398.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/SyuvZZC4K0I/AAAAAAAAAe8/B23eu8Vddfo/s400/DSC04398.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416615827597699906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;Here are two of the photographers and the guy in red t-shirt, he's a pro. Apart from that, me and my sis are part-time or no-pro photographer also. :D&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/_3XC_FTktpe4/Syuu1sBja4I/AAAAAAAAAe0/e9iAPow74XI/s1600-h/DSC04402.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/Syuu1sBja4I/AAAAAAAAAe0/e9iAPow74XI/s400/DSC04402.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416615214217128834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;This is so nice. Im not sure if those is real but they are beautifully arranged. &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/_3XC_FTktpe4/Syuu1WMojuI/AAAAAAAAAes/vzGhvnpzxfE/s1600-h/DSC04401.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/Syuu1WMojuI/AAAAAAAAAes/vzGhvnpzxfE/s400/DSC04401.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416615208358022882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;Our very own MyVi and this groom actually came with a group of MyVi team. All 8 MyVi. Glam babe. &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/_3XC_FTktpe4/SyutplZ34eI/AAAAAAAAAek/BkZZK5SYacE/s1600-h/Image004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/SyutplZ34eI/AAAAAAAAAek/BkZZK5SYacE/s400/Image004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416613906770026978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;The back car shot. &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/_3XC_FTktpe4/Syus-vv_ZxI/AAAAAAAAAec/-6hZ3S5B004/s1600-h/DSC04414.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/Syus-vv_ZxI/AAAAAAAAAec/-6hZ3S5B004/s400/DSC04414.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416613170812774162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;This is Aston and I wanted to intro about him long time ago but I do not had any excuse so by this wonderful happened, I post in a pic of him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;I didnt really take any leave that day. I applied two hours leave from DC and promised to be back before 10am. I did!. She doesnt seems to like my idea of leaving for two hours because she rather I take leave appropriately. She was just very concern about me. Thanks DC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up nice.... Sammy's Wonderful Day in Kota Kinabalu cum a short trip to 1Borneo for the first time. Coming very soon. :D&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/3819550596753023603-7458918614845982055?l=annieyyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/feeds/7458918614845982055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3819550596753023603&amp;postID=7458918614845982055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/7458918614845982055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/7458918614845982055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/2009/12/amanda-wonderful-day.html' title='Amanda Wonderful Day...'/><author><name>Annie &amp;amp; Im Choosing Now</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17103650964673144097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XdcN97ES2fg/Txniuqk_2aI/AAAAAAAABnM/2jmO1znnQtg/s220/Photo1855.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/SyuxKupW7WI/AAAAAAAAAfk/sDaY0YKKg4A/s72-c/DSC04367.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3819550596753023603.post-540625910100407286</id><published>2009-12-16T23:24:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T00:12:22.336+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goin on . . .'/><title type='text'>Some daily happening around me....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I was playing with my Wonder810i when I come across Andrew's new toy N1661. Not just any simple frontface but his face was included inside. Take a look at below.&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/SykDgwbKFKI/AAAAAAAAAeU/fmGBa0KcYs8/s1600-h/DSC04525.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/SykDgwbKFKI/AAAAAAAAAeU/fmGBa0KcYs8/s400/DSC04525.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415863888179238050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Looks more like a hp sticker to me. :D It has become my Wonder810i wallpaper. &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/_3XC_FTktpe4/SykBe-WYFYI/AAAAAAAAAeM/9BgGNKtty30/s1600-h/DSC04526.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/SykBe-WYFYI/AAAAAAAAAeM/9BgGNKtty30/s400/DSC04526.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415861658534286722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Here is his new toy. One of his actually. More news about our toys coming out and Im really proud that I Wonder810i a companion. Widzy180! &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/_3XC_FTktpe4/SykA8V4-k1I/AAAAAAAAAeE/JVheedF8EF4/s1600-h/DSC04521.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/SykA8V4-k1I/AAAAAAAAAeE/JVheedF8EF4/s400/DSC04521.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415861063558009682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Then I turn to play with our ring. This is a couplet. Which we brought for us in two different occasion and location. Still my wonder810i did the marvel job. &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/_3XC_FTktpe4/SykA8L31nkI/AAAAAAAAAd8/bmUrZ5hitNw/s1600-h/DSC04520.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/SykA8L31nkI/AAAAAAAAAd8/bmUrZ5hitNw/s400/DSC04520.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415861060868873794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I like this the best because I just like it. No wonder photographer's job is so complicated and time-consume. I took about 20 pics only to choose two pieces. Not to say anything about editing yet. &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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/Syj9FJb_ZQI/AAAAAAAAAdU/zx6Wf6KkthI/s1600-h/Image004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/Syj9FJb_ZQI/AAAAAAAAAdU/zx6Wf6KkthI/s400/Image004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415856816787514626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Next up, someone's wedding :D &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/3819550596753023603-540625910100407286?l=annieyyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/feeds/540625910100407286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3819550596753023603&amp;postID=540625910100407286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/540625910100407286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/540625910100407286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/2009/12/some-daily-happening-around-me.html' title='Some daily happening around me....'/><author><name>Annie &amp;amp; Im Choosing Now</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17103650964673144097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XdcN97ES2fg/Txniuqk_2aI/AAAAAAAABnM/2jmO1znnQtg/s220/Photo1855.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/SykDgwbKFKI/AAAAAAAAAeU/fmGBa0KcYs8/s72-c/DSC04525.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3819550596753023603.post-6674857166109683167</id><published>2009-12-12T11:39:00.020+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T14:26:35.972+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal someone'/><title type='text'>Abang's birthday on 03rd Dec 2009.</title><content type='html'>Hehehe.... sorry ya.... very late posting and makes it long overdue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not interesting liao kan???? No la, still very interesting if I say so. Yes! Still very berry interesting there :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got here.... a few overdue posts and some nice pics attached.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, 1st up... my abang bigday. hehehee..... enjoy the pics k?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;hAppy bIgdAy aBaNg !!!&lt;/span&gt;&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/_3XC_FTktpe4/SyMxmrgLBkI/AAAAAAAAAc4/ZkGOLxowcww/s1600-h/1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/SyMxmrgLBkI/AAAAAAAAAc4/ZkGOLxowcww/s400/1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414225717611923010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We start off with our 1st pic right after we had our table and it's actually really nice because it oversees every little table there and even inside it. Oh ya.... did you people had any idea where we are??? You see that handsome guy there? I bet he wasn't from among us in Sandakan. Nice place. If you still don't, keep guessing. &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/_3XC_FTktpe4/SyMxmCoeuvI/AAAAAAAAAcw/GCrf-AvMdMg/s1600-h/2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/SyMxmCoeuvI/AAAAAAAAAcw/GCrf-AvMdMg/s400/2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414225706640915186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Andrew wasn't surprise actually because i told him i want to try out the new outlet there. The latest branch from the ever famous &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;NR&lt;/span&gt;. He just mentioned "It's my treat (i knew he don't mean it. hahahahaaaaa..)." So, he ordered the new intro &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ICE CUPPACINO&lt;/span&gt;. Did I spell it correctly? Never mind. &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/_3XC_FTktpe4/SyMxcaJ14-I/AAAAAAAAAco/WEJRLwUZjCs/s1600-h/3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/SyMxcaJ14-I/AAAAAAAAAco/WEJRLwUZjCs/s400/3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414225541156168674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My ICE LEMON TEA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/_3XC_FTktpe4/SyMxcGh3tXI/AAAAAAAAAcg/WjoaYX3iSwY/s1600-h/4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/SyMxcGh3tXI/AAAAAAAAAcg/WjoaYX3iSwY/s400/4.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414225535888242034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Now this is interested. I had order CHOCOLATE BANANA cake. Looks really nice. Match it up with my drink :D&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/SyMxb9lFUFI/AAAAAAAAAcY/45dra0oUxHU/s1600-h/5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/SyMxb9lFUFI/AAAAAAAAAcY/45dra0oUxHU/s400/5.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414225533485797458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I did the ordered through the counter in the outlet and when it comes, Andrew look at me with his forehead sulk. He asked "What's this?" I simply just reply in my manner "A big curry puff." hahahaaa... He actually believed that. &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/_3XC_FTktpe4/SyMw0F57nXI/AAAAAAAAAcA/xiFL1t1UsmI/s1600-h/6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 282px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/SyMw0F57nXI/AAAAAAAAAcA/xiFL1t1UsmI/s400/6.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414224848525958514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Then Andrew was like &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;what ever! I'll eat it anyway. Cos it's for free.&lt;/span&gt; Looks to me he wanted to say can I have it now? can I have it now? can I? can I?&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/_3XC_FTktpe4/SyMvt4GK-vI/AAAAAAAAAbo/geKG4sBIEDM/s1600-h/7.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/SyMvt4GK-vI/AAAAAAAAAbo/geKG4sBIEDM/s400/7.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414223642228357874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This looks alittle anxious. Do you still need to take pics? &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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/SyMvtYWjLHI/AAAAAAAAAbg/cTk6aJENiDw/s1600-h/8.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/SyMvtYWjLHI/AAAAAAAAAbg/cTk6aJENiDw/s400/8.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414223633707117682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Le the means begin. Let him have it! Everything :D&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/SyMvjp85kYI/AAAAAAAAAbY/nD_Lz6C-j5c/s1600-h/9.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/SyMvjp85kYI/AAAAAAAAAbY/nD_Lz6C-j5c/s400/9.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414223466632679810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;From him too. Spaghetti. With meatballs. 1st look, he wasn't sure if he want to have it but no choice. He had too. &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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/SyMvjUPHUbI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/-eVIiqcA4f4/s1600-h/10.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/SyMvjUPHUbI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/-eVIiqcA4f4/s400/10.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414223460803498418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;There it goes. Our ending with a face looks so full that we hardly want to walk away but we had too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok folks. That's all. It's a wrapped and last but not least :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.secretrecipe.com.my/"&gt;happy birthday abang :D I love you&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(click on the above to check out where we are.)&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/3819550596753023603-6674857166109683167?l=annieyyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/feeds/6674857166109683167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3819550596753023603&amp;postID=6674857166109683167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/6674857166109683167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/6674857166109683167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/2009/12/abangs-birthday-on-03rd-dec-2009.html' title='Abang&apos;s birthday on 03rd Dec 2009.'/><author><name>Annie &amp;amp; Im Choosing Now</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17103650964673144097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XdcN97ES2fg/Txniuqk_2aI/AAAAAAAABnM/2jmO1znnQtg/s220/Photo1855.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/SyMxmrgLBkI/AAAAAAAAAc4/ZkGOLxowcww/s72-c/1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3819550596753023603.post-6014983181800654507</id><published>2009-12-06T10:27:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T10:49:00.713+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goin on . . .'/><title type='text'>X'mas day counting...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;19 days and counting down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love christmas and it's my most relaxing time of the whole year. I really wish the whole December is Christmas day! But then.... it wont mean alot or anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all wait for that special one day to come and it had be just one day so that everyone is counting excitingly. I am defintely the one so excited and so depressing to know that X'mas is still so far away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahhaaa.... I got 17 presents under my wonderful christmas tree. Thank guys. Thank you so much. Thanks dear... love you muack. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait to see snow... (I dream of it). Can't wait to see people playing with the SnowMan. Can't wait to greet everyone &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Merry Christmas.&lt;/span&gt; It's going to be a good day. I know :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;P/S : Red looks more like x'mas time.&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/3819550596753023603-6014983181800654507?l=annieyyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/feeds/6014983181800654507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3819550596753023603&amp;postID=6014983181800654507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/6014983181800654507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/6014983181800654507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/2009/12/xmas-day-counting.html' title='X&apos;mas day counting...'/><author><name>Annie &amp;amp; Im Choosing Now</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17103650964673144097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XdcN97ES2fg/Txniuqk_2aI/AAAAAAAABnM/2jmO1znnQtg/s220/Photo1855.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3819550596753023603.post-9070444303924474843</id><published>2009-12-03T02:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T23:25:25.180+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal someone'/><title type='text'>Happy birthday my dear</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Today's is 3rd of Dec and is a bigday for Andrew Chan and PeiYee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish them both a merry merry X'mas time birthday and a wonderful starting of all over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have fun you two :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3819550596753023603-9070444303924474843?l=annieyyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/feeds/9070444303924474843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3819550596753023603&amp;postID=9070444303924474843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/9070444303924474843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/9070444303924474843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/2009/12/happy-brithday-my-dear.html' title='Happy birthday my dear'/><author><name>Annie &amp;amp; Im Choosing Now</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17103650964673144097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XdcN97ES2fg/Txniuqk_2aI/AAAAAAAABnM/2jmO1znnQtg/s220/Photo1855.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3819550596753023603.post-8877719699110947620</id><published>2009-11-29T07:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T07:52:18.898+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='m I complainin o WAT ? ? ?'/><title type='text'>29th Nov 2009.</title><content type='html'>That's mean another one more day to wrap up November 2009. There's an extra time of working tomorrow but it was expected almost everytime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still got three album in fb, three post in blogspot, a X'mas tree and a pile of files needs to be file up. That someday is really a headache.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, have a nice and productive everyday pals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3819550596753023603-8877719699110947620?l=annieyyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/feeds/8877719699110947620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3819550596753023603&amp;postID=8877719699110947620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/8877719699110947620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/8877719699110947620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/2009/11/29th-nov-2009.html' title='29th Nov 2009.'/><author><name>Annie &amp;amp; Im Choosing Now</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17103650964673144097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XdcN97ES2fg/Txniuqk_2aI/AAAAAAAABnM/2jmO1znnQtg/s220/Photo1855.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3819550596753023603.post-2108263706851660251</id><published>2009-11-27T11:04:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T11:47:59.014+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goin on . . .'/><title type='text'>35 days and decreasing happily... :D</title><content type='html'>I just love the days passing by. Oh ya, it shorten my days to finish my &lt;a href="http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/2009/11/10-months-and-decreasing-each-days.html"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;assignment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; if you knew what Im talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, just can't wait for the new year to come. 2010. It will definitely be mine and a good one too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it's a new year, there will be a new blog up but ... please don't expect me to decor it like something very fancy - fancier... I hardly knew why should I spend that much time just to get the appearance look so glam or blink or shine or anything.... So long there are followers whom understand what I am expressing about, that should all be fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have I mentioned I actually just got back (wrong explanation. Im home about an hour or almost)? Andrew and I went out for breakfast on the Friday morning which is very very quiet and peaceful. Met a few of his very long time friends. Counting in are Ah Leong and family (wife - Ah Yin and two precious princess), Ah Ka and family (wife - Mei Fung and their prince) and Ah Fatt (sorry gals. He is not available at all hahahaaa....).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The two person breakfast turns into a group of all ages breakfast and we had it in Indah. Honestly, it's been very very long I last had breakfast like this and I do felt alittle not so comfortable because I look at myself like an idiot because well.... hmmm, I really really hardly had the bond of friendship with them like Andrew had. So, thorough the whole time I kept my mouth shut just to avoid &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;cold jokes&lt;/span&gt; (Im good at those wakwakwak...).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's actually nobody's problem just me, myself and I problem. hahahaha.... Creator of non-stop imaginaries. It's the first time I had friends whom brought their families members out and eventually enjoy together. This should goes on and on and on for many many years to come. Let the whole families get to knew each other and get close up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the meantime, I had already made request to ship back to earth soon. Hopefully the result came before X'mas so I can gear full speed ahead to reach earth right that beautiful moments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Approval to permanently stay in Earth for my onward monitoring &amp;amp; supervising works still wait. Rather than had me always ship to and from here. Im alittle tired. If I can show them I really work much better in here then they might change their prespective of my placement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still waiting. . . . .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3819550596753023603-2108263706851660251?l=annieyyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/feeds/2108263706851660251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3819550596753023603&amp;postID=2108263706851660251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/2108263706851660251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/2108263706851660251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/2009/11/35-days-and-decreasing-happily-d.html' title='35 days and decreasing happily... :D'/><author><name>Annie &amp;amp; Im Choosing Now</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17103650964673144097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XdcN97ES2fg/Txniuqk_2aI/AAAAAAAABnM/2jmO1znnQtg/s220/Photo1855.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3819550596753023603.post-1817902411406267376</id><published>2009-11-27T10:34:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T10:39:41.043+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goin on . . .'/><title type='text'>Hello Malaysia :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;First of all,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;Selamat Hari Raya Haji  to each and everyone of our muslim friends around the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;Happy holiday Malaysian.... it's such a quiet rest and peaceful day today :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;3rd,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;Happy Thanksgiving around the world. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;Enjoy your day :D&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/3819550596753023603-1817902411406267376?l=annieyyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/feeds/1817902411406267376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3819550596753023603&amp;postID=1817902411406267376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/1817902411406267376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/1817902411406267376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/2009/11/hello-malaysia-d.html' title='Hello Malaysia :D'/><author><name>Annie &amp;amp; Im Choosing Now</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17103650964673144097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XdcN97ES2fg/Txniuqk_2aI/AAAAAAAABnM/2jmO1znnQtg/s220/Photo1855.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3819550596753023603.post-8006960313997717078</id><published>2009-11-26T23:14:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T00:01:09.093+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goin on . . .'/><title type='text'>I regret a movie I watched. :(</title><content type='html'>Have you ever felt regret right after about 10 minutes a movie you are watching started and you wanted to walk out from the cinema?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever felt you can't take it anymore on what the screen showing that you want to shouted &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'stop showing me this f**k phenomenon' &lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever felt like so hopelessly helpless looking at the movie that you want to just close your eyes and praying the next minute you open it, it's the end of the movie?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I felt regret. Yes, I can't take it anymore. Yes, I am so hopelessly helpless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's what I felt during and after I watched 2012. I hate myself for so eagerly wanted to go and watch it. I hate myself having the very good seats with Andrew right in the middle of the theatre. I hate myself looking at how people die and it runs from the beginning till the end of the movie. I hate seeing how people says goodbye in such a cruel way. Or worst... not even get to say goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew I am the type of running away from crisis or matters. I do not intend to and I am really pushing myself to walk to it but to 2012.... !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am just so so so depressed seeing people dying just like that. All ages of people. All type, races, status and nobody escaped it. I realized that it was us, human that separate every little things. It was us, human whom see the difference in each others. God, disasters or animals never see things like us. That's when it's something comes naturally, it strike randomly or picks on each and everyone of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I did realized after this movie is that WE CAN'T STOP, DELAY OR CONTROL DISASTER. As what we are doing now contributing to what will happen in the future, try look from the mother nature's way. Will it be our lose if we not do it? If no, then why should we do it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another message I think I captured is if we can treat each other as much respect and care as we are to our loved one, then we will have no regret when &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;the time&lt;/span&gt; has come. There will be no shedding tears and no broken heart when &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;it&lt;/span&gt; comes. If not care, as least respect each other. Say the things you once had in mind. Say it now before anything. People whom think too much to say what they want to say for so long is going to regret at the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be not that person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, that movie 'hit' me so hard that i don't really enjoy watching movie like that. The effect was so obvious and good but to look at all those dying people, I would give 2012 a second thought. Sorry to say so but it's from my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my opinion (you may disagree...), it's a very good effect &amp;amp; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'impact'&lt;/span&gt; movie but not my type.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3819550596753023603-8006960313997717078?l=annieyyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/feeds/8006960313997717078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3819550596753023603&amp;postID=8006960313997717078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/8006960313997717078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/8006960313997717078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-regret-movie-i-watched.html' title='I regret a movie I watched. :('/><author><name>Annie &amp;amp; Im Choosing Now</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17103650964673144097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XdcN97ES2fg/Txniuqk_2aI/AAAAAAAABnM/2jmO1znnQtg/s220/Photo1855.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3819550596753023603.post-3596062281803203517</id><published>2009-11-24T01:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T01:17:10.029+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal someone'/><title type='text'>Alfred Kong's birthday :D</title><content type='html'>Yesterday (23/11) was Alfred Kong's birthday. The little mummy just wish her baby a very blessing birthday. Now my turn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fat Yee2 wish you all the blessing in Fat Yee2's life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;hAppy bIrthdAy lil guy Alfred Kong :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: sorry for the late one but never too late for blessing rite? ;) Sen2, you take good care there in someone's land.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3819550596753023603-3596062281803203517?l=annieyyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/feeds/3596062281803203517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3819550596753023603&amp;postID=3596062281803203517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/3596062281803203517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/3596062281803203517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/2009/11/alfred-kongs-birthday-d.html' title='Alfred Kong&apos;s birthday :D'/><author><name>Annie &amp;amp; Im Choosing Now</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17103650964673144097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XdcN97ES2fg/Txniuqk_2aI/AAAAAAAABnM/2jmO1znnQtg/s220/Photo1855.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3819550596753023603.post-451991445989692177</id><published>2009-11-24T00:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T01:09:32.858+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goin on . . .'/><title type='text'>All those details in our life...</title><content type='html'>2nd nite after I got back and Im still not really so sure if I run on the road I use to go on. I had no idea why. I felt I kinda still floating around without any direction as todate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this point of time, I don't think I can put any plan ahead of what is the next minute spend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andrew's phone is dead. it went totally just upside down then only stripes. I changed my Wonder810i (bye bye baby) with him. Tomorrow need to bring his phone to repair shop. Again, he complained that my streamyx line sucks! Yeah, I knew. So what you expect me to do??? Throw away the modem or burn it??!! Please be tolerate guy! I had enough of your complaining already and I aint not gonna do anything at all. You can just make yourself comfortable keep blah-ing yourself there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew there are pics waiting for uploading, blogs waiting for posting but I really don't had the feel to do it. I am not sure what is the result if I insist to do so because it will / might 'wreck' it. I don't want to do that. Maybe some times onward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I better get to my bed. Good nite.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3819550596753023603-451991445989692177?l=annieyyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/feeds/451991445989692177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3819550596753023603&amp;postID=451991445989692177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/451991445989692177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/451991445989692177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/2009/11/all-those-details-in-our-life.html' title='All those details in our life...'/><author><name>Annie &amp;amp; Im Choosing Now</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17103650964673144097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XdcN97ES2fg/Txniuqk_2aI/AAAAAAAABnM/2jmO1znnQtg/s220/Photo1855.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3819550596753023603.post-1613386978966627571</id><published>2009-11-22T23:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T23:19:19.783+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goin on . . .'/><title type='text'>Wrapping up 2009.</title><content type='html'>I just got back from BKI just now about 9pm. Am there for a fren's wedding (posting up the pics in alittle later time). Sorry for no earlier notification or annoucement because year end are definitely the busiest time around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is my last trip. Then this wrapped up 2009 for me. I had no more trip for 2009. Then the latest update shows 1st trip in 2010 will be 16th Jan. Company's trip. 3D 2N.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im really tired then. Here's just post in a short informing saying "Im back again."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take good care everyone and enjoy your time everywhere and anywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good nite.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3819550596753023603-1613386978966627571?l=annieyyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/feeds/1613386978966627571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3819550596753023603&amp;postID=1613386978966627571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/1613386978966627571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/1613386978966627571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/2009/11/wrapping-up-2009.html' title='Wrapping up 2009.'/><author><name>Annie &amp;amp; Im Choosing Now</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17103650964673144097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XdcN97ES2fg/Txniuqk_2aI/AAAAAAAABnM/2jmO1znnQtg/s220/Photo1855.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3819550596753023603.post-1581760687685905512</id><published>2009-11-17T23:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T23:48:38.901+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goin on . . .'/><title type='text'>WTH am I worrying about???</title><content type='html'>yeah true!! It will only stressing up my mind and stirring up my feels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I use to have a very good and calm mood but only because of 3 things then it looks like the end of the world to me!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DOES IT WORTH, STUPID???? &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;(This is solely meant to marah the stupid monkey like me!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean yeah, it's only 3 things and if I had calm down myself fully, those three things would have settle in no time. You heard me! In no time!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, Ok. Now I know I only got three things to settle. Tomorrow everything will come to a finale. Just calm down and settle the things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am going to talk to MV and MC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good nite everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3819550596753023603-1581760687685905512?l=annieyyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/feeds/1581760687685905512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3819550596753023603&amp;postID=1581760687685905512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/1581760687685905512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/1581760687685905512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/2009/11/wth-am-i-worrying-about.html' title='WTH am I worrying about???'/><author><name>Annie &amp;amp; Im Choosing Now</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17103650964673144097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XdcN97ES2fg/Txniuqk_2aI/AAAAAAAABnM/2jmO1znnQtg/s220/Photo1855.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3819550596753023603.post-1749207016494678843</id><published>2009-11-17T23:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T23:10:38.389+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='m I complainin o WAT ? ? ?'/><title type='text'>IM CHANGING ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;AND THAT IS BAD NEWS ! ! ! !  !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3819550596753023603-1749207016494678843?l=annieyyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/feeds/1749207016494678843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3819550596753023603&amp;postID=1749207016494678843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/1749207016494678843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/1749207016494678843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/2009/11/im-changing.html' title='IM CHANGING ...'/><author><name>Annie &amp;amp; Im Choosing Now</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17103650964673144097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XdcN97ES2fg/Txniuqk_2aI/AAAAAAAABnM/2jmO1znnQtg/s220/Photo1855.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3819550596753023603.post-2728277757206773552</id><published>2009-11-17T01:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T02:15:12.916+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal someone'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goin on . . .'/><title type='text'>10 months and decreasing each day</title><content type='html'>I had a list of 5 very important and meaningful things to do from now on. Be it personal or exposure wise, I need to make and get it done the best way ever created.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I already made a schedule for things to get done. I got :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 months - for financial &amp;amp; resources research, creating models &amp;amp; samples.&lt;br /&gt;2 months - for approval and modification.&lt;br /&gt;1 month -  for approved and finalizing.&lt;br /&gt;1 month - for preparation.&lt;br /&gt;1 month - for distribution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I can't get 5 months things done, then all my works will drag. S**t, it means I will have to get myself a back up plan in case everything is not going my way. More nasty thing is that i have to do X2 for all of the above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly the view of the project become very wide that I can't even see the completeness of the whole project. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calm down. Calm down. Right now, the thing is I need a very detail schedule instead of just a to do list that I had made. Checklist, checklist, I need checklist!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully next year's in-store trainings and AwayDay won't stop me or decrease my will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, right now Im going into research first. Wish me luck. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take good care everyone. God bless you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good nite.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3819550596753023603-2728277757206773552?l=annieyyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/feeds/2728277757206773552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3819550596753023603&amp;postID=2728277757206773552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/2728277757206773552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/2728277757206773552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/2009/11/10-months-and-decreasing-each-days.html' title='10 months and decreasing each day'/><author><name>Annie &amp;amp; Im Choosing Now</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17103650964673144097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XdcN97ES2fg/Txniuqk_2aI/AAAAAAAABnM/2jmO1znnQtg/s220/Photo1855.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3819550596753023603.post-527102882394474127</id><published>2009-11-15T23:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T00:32:20.930+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal someone'/><title type='text'>Just the passing Sunday times...</title><content type='html'>It's raining here at this time and I was alittle surprised since it doesn't have that particular sign when we left Andrew's house just now about 8pm++.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It went so heavy that I hardly able to speak softly.  Luckily shouting is still far from it. Or else, people would have thought we are in a 'war' now. hehehehe....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andrew is now fast asleep in the couch and I bet he was really tired. He slept like it wasn't raining at all. He used to say that the last thing he want to hear when he sleep is the sound of the fan moving. Now is raining man! How could he just slept like that like he haven't heard a thing.... That could only means he was really tired. I wanted him to go home but letting him off in this kinda weather? Sorry, just couldn't do it. It was like risking his life in this heavy rain and not knowing when it will soon stop. So, better ask him to sleep here first while waiting for the heavy pour down to stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next week is rather busier. I mean not my co or my own business but a help for a fren. I don't know if I should regard this as this. I mean it don't sound ok to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks like the rain gone lighter alrite but then my tummy produces sound heavier now. I was alittle hungry and so does Andrew. The one thing was he said we shouldn't have eat alot at nite.  I agreed (thro I don't agree). Anyway, Im too lazy to cook anything now. I just wanna get sleepy and slept on another chair which is just close enough to face Andrew. hehehee....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good nite dearly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good nite everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3819550596753023603-527102882394474127?l=annieyyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/feeds/527102882394474127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3819550596753023603&amp;postID=527102882394474127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/527102882394474127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/527102882394474127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/2009/11/just-passing-sunday-times.html' title='Just the passing Sunday times...'/><author><name>Annie &amp;amp; Im Choosing Now</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17103650964673144097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XdcN97ES2fg/Txniuqk_2aI/AAAAAAAABnM/2jmO1znnQtg/s220/Photo1855.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3819550596753023603.post-7928546365695799562</id><published>2009-11-13T22:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T22:22:44.578+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goin on . . .'/><title type='text'>Im back, alone and d*** bad feel :(</title><content type='html'>Hi guys,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi gals,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just to not spoil ur 'somehow' perfect night, Im gonna leave here blank. take good care.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3819550596753023603-7928546365695799562?l=annieyyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/feeds/7928546365695799562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3819550596753023603&amp;postID=7928546365695799562' title='205 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/7928546365695799562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/7928546365695799562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/2009/11/im-back-alone-and-d-bad-feel.html' title='Im back, alone and d*** bad feel :('/><author><name>Annie &amp;amp; Im Choosing Now</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17103650964673144097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XdcN97ES2fg/Txniuqk_2aI/AAAAAAAABnM/2jmO1znnQtg/s220/Photo1855.jpg'/></author><thr:total>205</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3819550596753023603.post-358869763468941801</id><published>2009-11-13T01:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T01:43:22.963+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goin on . . .'/><title type='text'>Funny things does happen.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's alittle funny how things could happen. This minute we are all just like a family and the next we hardly talk to each other but the funny part is on the next day, we are friends again! So ridiculous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then come the more ridiculous part is you don't even know what is the cause for not talking at all. The come the incredible ridiculous is you also didn't even know why you can be friends again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This whole chapter repeated by itself auto type. It's like you can predict what happen next after a few times things happen. By then you most probably telling yourself &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;it's ok, it will be ok again very soon.&lt;/span&gt; Anyway, Im getting more and more tired about this whole scenario. Wish, I really wish eveything will just not repeat again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kinda stuck in between confuse to help and confuse to not help. No doubt it will not harm at all but Im on the waiting list and sitted very tightly at last... ooopppsss... no! I am actually the temporary found one. Do you get what I mean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It means I am totally not the choice. Not even on the waiting list. My name is not even in the mind. Im not in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'if'&lt;/span&gt; listing. No back up for me. My situation is "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hey look! She is there....! No orange, well at least got a 'kat' la. Grab her."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaa..... funny enough but true. Anyway, the above are true statement. Sometimes Rachel and I couldnt help laughing ourselves out when I mentioned our 'particular' case. :D&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/3819550596753023603-358869763468941801?l=annieyyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/feeds/358869763468941801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3819550596753023603&amp;postID=358869763468941801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/358869763468941801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/358869763468941801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/2009/11/funny-things-does-happen.html' title='Funny things does happen.'/><author><name>Annie &amp;amp; Im Choosing Now</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17103650964673144097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XdcN97ES2fg/Txniuqk_2aI/AAAAAAAABnM/2jmO1znnQtg/s220/Photo1855.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3819550596753023603.post-3352879619145585936</id><published>2009-11-11T08:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T08:13:02.454+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='m I complainin o WAT ? ? ?'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goin on . . .'/><title type='text'>Back and still delaying ... till now.</title><content type='html'>I'm so sorry for those delaying blogs. Those blogs about :&lt;br /&gt;1) My co trip in PullMan,&lt;br /&gt;2) My facebook not-update&lt;br /&gt;3) onward updates...&lt;br /&gt;4) The Malam Pelangi...&lt;br /&gt;wuuu....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am terribly sorry for those delaying one. As I had mentioned, Sis already shortlisted herself (ONLY!) in the morning session right before off to work. Then Andrew said "I am your master." to my pc in the afternoon AND night (from the minute we went home till the minute he left my home). By the time he left, it's about coming to midnight. I had no choice but to struggle between staying away and craving to my bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;torture! torture! torture! mentally torture....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't write alot now cos I am not here for this cause. I got pretty much other things to settle. So, astala vista... (do they spell it like that)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whattheheck...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good day everyone and have a nice one. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3819550596753023603-3352879619145585936?l=annieyyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/feeds/3352879619145585936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3819550596753023603&amp;postID=3352879619145585936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/3352879619145585936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/3352879619145585936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/2009/11/back-and-still-delaying-till-now.html' title='Back and still delaying ... till now.'/><author><name>Annie &amp;amp; Im Choosing Now</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17103650964673144097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XdcN97ES2fg/Txniuqk_2aI/AAAAAAAABnM/2jmO1znnQtg/s220/Photo1855.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3819550596753023603.post-2866785809116793278</id><published>2009-11-03T20:29:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T01:18:09.124+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='m I complainin o WAT ? ? ?'/><title type='text'>Alone, free and easy... AGAIN!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Yeap&lt;/span&gt;... alone again and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;freeeeeeeee&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;easyyyyy&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;You should once in a while let yourself be alone but it's nothing about &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;pitting&lt;/span&gt; yourself because you are alone. &lt;/span&gt;It's about have your own time and do the things you always wanted to do when you think you got your 'alone time'. Now when you got one, fully utilise it. Make the very second useful. You'll be glad you actually even had the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;sightliest&lt;/span&gt; time of your own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for me, when &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; alone, I do what I do the best. Songs and songs and songs!!! Everything about songs. I will listen (stupid! everyone also listen to songs &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;lah&lt;/span&gt;!!!), then make my own arrangement and re-arrange again and even make my own video and make my own photo clips. I once test a video on my sis and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;JF&lt;/span&gt;. They are good and my sis like it. :D I am then so proud of myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Too bad... just too bad... I cant stick to one thing for long. I cant even convince myself that everything that I touches are fun to be with. Therefore I pronounce at that particular time... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; not pro at any way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TM line is NON STOP killing my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;EQ&lt;/span&gt;. It keeps giving hard time and make me stand like an idiot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;THE ABOVE  POST IS WRITTEN SOME TIME IN 8.PM. PLEASE REFER BELOW FOR FURTHER BLOG-IN. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's now 1.01am. :D &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Gooooooooooooooooood&lt;/span&gt; morning everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Yeap&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; staying awake again in this late hour but I cant help wanted to use my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;pc&lt;/span&gt;. U know what, sis is dominating it in early morning. Then Andrew take his turn. Sometimes in the afternoon and most of the time in the evening. I can only use it after them so this hour now that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; using is worth every second I wanted to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U know what, i really had the time of my life just now. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;wasn't&lt;/span&gt; doing anything &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;practically&lt;/span&gt; and had no plan to work on something useful too. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; just sitting in front of my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;pc&lt;/span&gt; and type, type, type and listen, listen, listen. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;hehehe&lt;/span&gt;.... That's how my few hours gone. I simply adore lazy times like this. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;little&lt;/span&gt; (just a tiny bit) update here. Will be taking off on this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Friday&lt;/span&gt;, 06&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; Nov 09. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;Coming&lt;/span&gt; back right on time for Monday work and then it all start again. 5 days non stop and 2 day non stop. If u get what I mean, 5 days of mental concentration and 2 days on physical concentration. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;hahahaa&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;, got to stop now. Assigned a tiny assignment. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take good care everyone.&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/3819550596753023603-2866785809116793278?l=annieyyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/feeds/2866785809116793278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3819550596753023603&amp;postID=2866785809116793278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/2866785809116793278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/2866785809116793278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/2009/11/alone-free-and-easy-again.html' title='Alone, free and easy... AGAIN!!!'/><author><name>Annie &amp;amp; Im Choosing Now</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17103650964673144097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XdcN97ES2fg/Txniuqk_2aI/AAAAAAAABnM/2jmO1znnQtg/s220/Photo1855.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3819550596753023603.post-1270061968785511258</id><published>2009-11-01T23:21:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T23:52:50.143+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goin on . . .'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/Su2rgKBwZLI/AAAAAAAAAbI/udvUiu_3tyw/s1600-h/Copy+of+sis+flower+IV.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 365px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/Su2rgKBwZLI/AAAAAAAAAbI/udvUiu_3tyw/s400/Copy+of+sis+flower+IV.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399160097222976690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I skipped the title and start off with the body. That mean's I actually do not know what will be the subject for this post here. I wanted to write everything and many things. I wanna post up so many pics that I took randomly, happily and sillier-ly (they had this word?? Im surprised!!!)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is something interesting i wanna share with you all. As you can see in the above. It's one style for the bridemaids. I had no idea why they don had one for the 'groom-maids' but Im sure no guys are willing to wear one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/Su2q7GDeE8I/AAAAAAAAAbA/k_1zULAIUuI/s1600-h/Copy+of+sis+flower+III.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 247px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/Su2q7GDeE8I/AAAAAAAAAbA/k_1zULAIUuI/s400/Copy+of+sis+flower+III.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399159460501263298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/Su2qlEXGclI/AAAAAAAAAa4/S9ns73LtGSM/s1600-h/Copy+of+sis+flower+V.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 399px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/Su2qlEXGclI/AAAAAAAAAa4/S9ns73LtGSM/s400/Copy+of+sis+flower+V.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399159082089607762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I don want to write alot today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a wonderful net discovery everyone :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3819550596753023603-1270061968785511258?l=annieyyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/feeds/1270061968785511258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3819550596753023603&amp;postID=1270061968785511258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/1270061968785511258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/1270061968785511258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-skipped-title-and-start-off-with-body.html' title=''/><author><name>Annie &amp;amp; Im Choosing Now</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17103650964673144097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XdcN97ES2fg/Txniuqk_2aI/AAAAAAAABnM/2jmO1znnQtg/s220/Photo1855.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/Su2rgKBwZLI/AAAAAAAAAbI/udvUiu_3tyw/s72-c/Copy+of+sis+flower+IV.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3819550596753023603.post-6196005256557334847</id><published>2009-10-30T00:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T00:49:55.724+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goin on . . .'/><title type='text'>End of Oct ... Halloween .... PICAD ... weddings again.... X'mas :D</title><content type='html'>Those the above are the major event running in my head as at now. Today is my bro's birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hAppy bIrthdAy bro.... Hope you had a nice one there with sis. :D In case if you people eat cake again, please do me a favor. Cake are meant for eating. Not throwing around and smashing people's face like you people had during sis birthday. So, please please please do me that favor. Save some for me. In case you're afraid they expire, eat them. However, when I come over next month, I'm gonna do my claiming with you anyway. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halloween trick or treat aint that popular in Asian. Maybe because it wasn't one major event that celebrate every year by us. I would really like to see how a major Halloween party is organise. How a trick or treat is run whole nite. Must be fun to see little kids running from house to house in their tiny custom, knocking's people's door asking to be treat nicely or else somebody will get the trick. Or else get real scare by the teenagers wearing their really eerie and nasty customs. hahahaaa... I would scare too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PICAD will be held in PullMan, Putrajaya. I'll be flying over on 06th Nov. Landing myself in KLIA. Then will be heading to the destination with my colls. Trips like this are really tiring. I hope I won't sleep in the mid of the event. It's the last PICAd for this year. I bet alot of review are need to be discuss and re-plan. Wish me luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wedding again. I heard there are about 5 wedding dinners in Nov. I wonder how many I kena. So far, confirm one in BKI. So, I will be flying over to be 'ji mui'. Hmmm... let just wait for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X'mas! X'mas! X'mas! :D I love X'mas. I love everything about it. I like to feel the snow and I want to got snowgliding. When will be it? X'ms also means it's almost end of 2009. 2010 will follow up no matter you like or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alittle sleepy now. Better stop here now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good nite everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3819550596753023603-6196005256557334847?l=annieyyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/feeds/6196005256557334847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3819550596753023603&amp;postID=6196005256557334847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/6196005256557334847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/6196005256557334847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/2009/10/end-of-oct-halloween-picad-weddings.html' title='End of Oct ... Halloween .... PICAD ... weddings again.... X&apos;mas :D'/><author><name>Annie &amp;amp; Im Choosing Now</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17103650964673144097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XdcN97ES2fg/Txniuqk_2aI/AAAAAAAABnM/2jmO1znnQtg/s220/Photo1855.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3819550596753023603.post-3554942893370974058</id><published>2009-10-27T23:35:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T00:16:31.687+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goin on . . .'/><title type='text'>Im back and Weddings ...</title><content type='html'>I just got back from yet another schoolmate's wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulation to SuVun and Lenny. hehehehe..... There goes the bachelor and up come another sweet couple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He held his wedding dinner at his home. So big enough for everyone and I bet more comfortable. I love home dinner... it always makes you are you :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best part it, you don't have to look at your watch and says " Oh, just look at the time and blah blah blah.... "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too bad Hugh wasnt around. He was suppose to come back but maybe some sort of matter hold him back. Anyway, he will call tomorrow to wish SuVun congratulation. :D Love it when old pal still stick together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im still in the mid of fb and blogspot. It's already two hours Im on these two pages. Dont I ever felt bored? If you are in my shoes, you wont feel a damn thing too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a few days of line down, i suddenly dont have much to say. I felt like very silent. I felt like.... just cakap alittle would do la. Maybe I need time to warm up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok la, i stop here for now and will come back (even if I had to force myself) more later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See ya all. Sweet dreams.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3819550596753023603-3554942893370974058?l=annieyyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/feeds/3554942893370974058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3819550596753023603&amp;postID=3554942893370974058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/3554942893370974058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/3554942893370974058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/2009/10/im-back-and-weddings.html' title='Im back and Weddings ...'/><author><name>Annie &amp;amp; Im Choosing Now</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17103650964673144097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XdcN97ES2fg/Txniuqk_2aI/AAAAAAAABnM/2jmO1znnQtg/s220/Photo1855.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3819550596753023603.post-4046580580524632520</id><published>2009-10-19T23:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T23:53:21.364+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal someone'/><title type='text'>This is baby Taz.</title><content type='html'>Introducing to you my baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Baby Taz&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;... :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/StyK_iZNt-I/AAAAAAAAAao/ZYpiI0ON2ZU/s1600-h/140209.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/StyK_iZNt-I/AAAAAAAAAao/ZYpiI0ON2ZU/s400/140209.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394339277851965410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3819550596753023603-4046580580524632520?l=annieyyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/feeds/4046580580524632520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3819550596753023603&amp;postID=4046580580524632520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/4046580580524632520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/4046580580524632520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/2009/10/this-is-baby-taz.html' title='This is baby Taz.'/><author><name>Annie &amp;amp; Im Choosing Now</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17103650964673144097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XdcN97ES2fg/Txniuqk_2aI/AAAAAAAABnM/2jmO1znnQtg/s220/Photo1855.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/StyK_iZNt-I/AAAAAAAAAao/ZYpiI0ON2ZU/s72-c/140209.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3819550596753023603.post-6633831694565707821</id><published>2009-10-18T00:18:00.025+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T01:10:34.570+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal someone'/><title type='text'>Ladies &amp; Gentlemen, Esther babe !!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ladies and gentlemen, may I introduce you to :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ESTHER BABE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Men &amp;amp; I make a short visit to Esther babe and her granny. It's been more than half a year and I bet she must be growing up so fast. She got abit skinny no doubt but she is just as adorable as we saw her back few months again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Workloads and special events along the time prevent us from making any visit to her and when we arrive, we thought she had already not remembering us. Guess what! She remembered and all smiley once we start playing with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take a look at the below pics which Men and I captured during out visit. I post in only a few since there are alot but it doest show our trip worth every second of it. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/Stn2gzzk47I/AAAAAAAAAag/HXRH5nY-gwE/s1600-h/Esther+171009+29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/Stn2gzzk47I/AAAAAAAAAag/HXRH5nY-gwE/s400/Esther+171009+29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393613072275661746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Our chubby lil Esther.&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/Stn2Cqx333I/AAAAAAAAAaY/hSbFNkXuOAs/s1600-h/Esther+171009+22.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/Stn2Cqx333I/AAAAAAAAAaY/hSbFNkXuOAs/s400/Esther+171009+22.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393612554456522610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;smiley pretty.. :D&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/Stn1LMbN69I/AAAAAAAAAaQ/ThqJb3bg0FM/s1600-h/Esther+171009+30.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/Stn1LMbN69I/AAAAAAAAAaQ/ThqJb3bg0FM/s400/Esther+171009+30.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393611601415629778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Funny face...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/Stn0cnqMsRI/AAAAAAAAAaI/vH7nD-6J7xg/s1600-h/Esther+171009+50.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/Stn0cnqMsRI/AAAAAAAAAaI/vH7nD-6J7xg/s400/Esther+171009+50.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393610801272369426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What are you looking at?! &lt;/span&gt;If she can talk, maybe this is what she'll say.&lt;/span&gt; :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/Stnzqsa_WYI/AAAAAAAAAaA/K7Ohf2GBQwU/s1600-h/Esther+171009+5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/Stnzqsa_WYI/AAAAAAAAAaA/K7Ohf2GBQwU/s400/Esther+171009+5.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393609943557298562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;That girlie smile :D&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/Stny0PsZgaI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/hl1JUDL7iUU/s1600-h/Esther+171009+19.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/Stny0PsZgaI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/hl1JUDL7iUU/s400/Esther+171009+19.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393609008132751778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;She had that bright round eyes so envy-making to me. &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/_3XC_FTktpe4/StnxOELksyI/AAAAAAAAAZo/VIMqFDNMiW0/s1600-h/Esther+171009+10.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/StnxOELksyI/AAAAAAAAAZo/VIMqFDNMiW0/s400/Esther+171009+10.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393607252695626530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I love seeing Men and Esther in this pic. Men looks very loving to babies. Should makes a very good mummy. &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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/Stnwjg5HxYI/AAAAAAAAAZg/J-X19LSP3oo/s1600-h/Esther+171009+15.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/Stnwjg5HxYI/AAAAAAAAAZg/J-X19LSP3oo/s400/Esther+171009+15.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393606521668486530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This is my favorite pic. Shows alittle peep and naturally pictured. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;After that, Men &amp;amp; I went to D'Venice and we had a girl to girl talk. It's been awhile since Men and I had that kind of talk. Nothing prevent us b'cos it's just events takes up our time along the way. She is still the same Men I knew all the while. I had lot of free time to myself today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andrew stayed at home the whole day today. I told him Im goin out to see Esther with Men and it's just the two of us. He agreed so I went out. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I respect those people who can arrange their time between relationship and friendship. As for me, I failed. Repeatedly! **sob sob**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3819550596753023603-6633831694565707821?l=annieyyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/feeds/6633831694565707821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3819550596753023603&amp;postID=6633831694565707821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/6633831694565707821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/6633831694565707821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/2009/10/ladies-gentlemen-esther-babe.html' title='Ladies &amp; Gentlemen, Esther babe !!!'/><author><name>Annie &amp;amp; Im Choosing Now</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17103650964673144097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XdcN97ES2fg/Txniuqk_2aI/AAAAAAAABnM/2jmO1znnQtg/s220/Photo1855.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/Stn2gzzk47I/AAAAAAAAAag/HXRH5nY-gwE/s72-c/Esther+171009+29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3819550596753023603.post-8570065508916007721</id><published>2009-10-14T23:31:00.032+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T00:18:29.920+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goin on . . .'/><title type='text'>Recap of my Kuching trip on 10/10/2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I went on a short meeting in Kch with all my EM colls. We had abt 16 people all together. The trip was nice since there aint any delay on any of my flights (SDK - BKI - KCH - BKI - SDK). Although it's pretty rush and a whole lots of tiredness but no doubt I felt appreciated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meeting started at 9am and some this, some that, .... alittle here and alittle there. Update, update &amp;amp; update!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's alittle of the 'big' view from my Wonder810 'eye' :D Enjoy..... &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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/StXzFBp_xgI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/EpOIAedV4oc/s1600-h/meeting+%27steal%27+session.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/StXzFBp_xgI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/EpOIAedV4oc/s400/meeting+%27steal%27+session.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392483396515513858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Lunchtime wit McD. heheheee... craving for that. Am wishing that I can own one of the glass on promo now but couldnt recall what kind of promo is that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/StXy4cXJg5I/AAAAAAAAAZI/WzT1N4UR790/s1600-h/the+SugarBun+ice+cream+crave.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 178px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/StXy4cXJg5I/AAAAAAAAAZI/WzT1N4UR790/s400/the+SugarBun+ice+cream+crave.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392483180345918354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You wont believe how tall is this soft ice cream. Rough measure of 20cm. Yeah! u heard me. 20 cm!!! It's available in SugarBun, The Spring, Kuching. Go grab them. gegegegeee....&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/_3XC_FTktpe4/StXyqIUuL1I/AAAAAAAAAZA/x73Vo1NqMLs/s1600-h/Promenade+plain+porridge.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/StXyqIUuL1I/AAAAAAAAAZA/x73Vo1NqMLs/s400/Promenade+plain+porridge.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392482934448861010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Plain porridge in Promenade Hotel, BKI. U'll probably ask what's special abt it? It's just nice for me. I put in salted egg, salted vege, alittle soya soy, sesame oil and voila!!! Nice :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I grab a few of the pics below after I had my breakfast (the plain porridge). I walked to Jalan Gaya. Suddenly wanna get back the feel of walking down the street where I used to walk alot a few years back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/_3XC_FTktpe4/StXybTZcbVI/AAAAAAAAAY4/llpdN3fJOy0/s1600-h/participant+marathon.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/StXybTZcbVI/AAAAAAAAAY4/llpdN3fJOy0/s400/participant+marathon.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392482679723421010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Co-incidently on 11/10/2009, it's .... marathon. heehe.... i don recall what's the name of the marathon event. &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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/StXyBT_QvEI/AAAAAAAAAYw/DUBjPCGIfPI/s1600-h/participant+marathon+II.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/StXyBT_QvEI/AAAAAAAAAYw/DUBjPCGIfPI/s400/participant+marathon+II.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392482233205439554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I bet it's a long one. This is the road in front of The Bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/_3XC_FTktpe4/StXxhNpb33I/AAAAAAAAAYo/TPTA3zwdcN0/s1600-h/policemen+on+duty.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/StXxhNpb33I/AAAAAAAAAYo/TPTA3zwdcN0/s400/policemen+on+duty.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392481681747468146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Our policemen are working to make sure the event goes smoothly. I actually had a long walk to Jalan Gaya. &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/_3XC_FTktpe4/StXw7EbvhZI/AAAAAAAAAYg/5xhYGOq9p4s/s1600-h/my+fav+piece.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/StXw7EbvhZI/AAAAAAAAAYg/5xhYGOq9p4s/s400/my+fav+piece.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392481026439087506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I saw this piece of t-shirt and I kinda love it. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I am Orang Utan. &lt;/span&gt;hahaha... indeed!&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/_3XC_FTktpe4/StXwVDvaf_I/AAAAAAAAAYY/RxD4TLBEHqU/s1600-h/part+of+the+item+on+sell.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/StXwVDvaf_I/AAAAAAAAAYY/RxD4TLBEHqU/s400/part+of+the+item+on+sell.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392480373418131442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;One of the 'stall' there. Selling ... hmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/_3XC_FTktpe4/StXwB-sTgcI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/tc9ETpUrc8E/s1600-h/part+of+the+road.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/StXwB-sTgcI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/tc9ETpUrc8E/s400/part+of+the+road.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392480045645398466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I walk till the end of the road and it's crowded. The length is like three blocks. Cooooool but tiring. &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/_3XC_FTktpe4/StXvcRd2d3I/AAAAAAAAAYI/650bszmVQLA/s1600-h/crowded+ppl.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/StXvcRd2d3I/AAAAAAAAAYI/650bszmVQLA/s400/crowded+ppl.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392479397850019698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;See? I told u it's crowded. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I met up with my old coll, Adel and we had talks in the hotel and to a restaurant then she sent me to airport. She brings along her baby girl. She's so adorable. Always wanna laugh. Very very adorable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came back and feeling so much tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again next month 1st week, out for a short 3D2N again. Wait till then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good nite everyone. Im missing my time in BKI already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, fyi. I may not be able to attend Sabahan Blogger's Gathering on 31/10/2009. Schedule change prioritization. *sigh*....&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/3819550596753023603-8570065508916007721?l=annieyyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/feeds/8570065508916007721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3819550596753023603&amp;postID=8570065508916007721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/8570065508916007721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/8570065508916007721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/2009/10/recap-of-my-kuching-trip-on-10102009.html' title='Recap of my Kuching trip on 10/10/2009'/><author><name>Annie &amp;amp; Im Choosing Now</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17103650964673144097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XdcN97ES2fg/Txniuqk_2aI/AAAAAAAABnM/2jmO1znnQtg/s220/Photo1855.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/StXzFBp_xgI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/EpOIAedV4oc/s72-c/meeting+%27steal%27+session.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3819550596753023603.post-3953907345800141676</id><published>2009-10-14T00:42:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T01:23:47.213+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goin on . . .'/><title type='text'>Wed, 12.55am</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;Streamyx line is down again and as according to the cust rep in 100, 77 ppl more are affected. Poor me! Poor, poor, poor me!!! :( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;Why am I one of the lucky 8 and now lucky 77??? Can they just leave me away... says like... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;she had already 'kena'  lucky 8 that day so now we leave her alone. &lt;/span&gt;That day kena and now kena some more. Haiiii.... susahnye. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;If things like this happen continously till 1st yr anniversary then I will have to discontinue the service and change to other option. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;I was just scrolling on the news feed in FaceBook and come across alot of advertisement by Icebar @ 1Borneo. I can imagine a very cool place with lots of pretty faces and a hunky guys. Then there are these DJ Ken, DJ Nikki, DJ Nuold, DJ Jermy &amp;amp; DJ Jerone. I had no idea who was who but surely it's gonna be a non-stop party all nice long opening. If Im there, I will sure gonna have a peep from the far. hehheee.... sesak bah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;Oh ya... just wanna post this to inform everyone of u. Congratulation to Sying for graduating on Master course. ooopsss... sorry not sure what kinda course was you taken. hehehe... Anyway, times really flies and there you are graduating after a few hard year works. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;Also congratulation to Howard Chan (Sandakan) on the occasion of his marriage on 13/10/2009. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;Another congratulation words goes to LSuVun on his marriage on the coming 28/10/2009 in Sandakan. He and his bride will then fly back to S'pore afterward. Anyway, glad to know and experiencing more and more couples are tying the knots. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;Office nothing much and fyi, I'll be flying again to KUL on 1st week of Nov. Nice! Then I use up the voucher that I got from my co dinner (annual dinner - and I won parkson voucher) Can go and select one nice handbag already :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;There are some interesting pics I took while in Kch and Bki. Wish I can post it up here soonest possible but I havent really re-arrange and edit. So I may need times like... days!!! Ohhh... what a lame excuse! :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;Anyway, it's already 1.19am and I really need to off to bed. Next day morning sure kena marah lagi because I bangun and I just sit there on my bed. Rough abt 15 mins then I start to move very very slowly to get myself ready. Sure kena nie if I dont wake up earlier. haiii... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;Good nite every one. &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/3819550596753023603-3953907345800141676?l=annieyyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/feeds/3953907345800141676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3819550596753023603&amp;postID=3953907345800141676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/3953907345800141676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/3953907345800141676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/2009/10/wed-1255am.html' title='Wed, 12.55am'/><author><name>Annie &amp;amp; Im Choosing Now</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17103650964673144097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XdcN97ES2fg/Txniuqk_2aI/AAAAAAAABnM/2jmO1znnQtg/s220/Photo1855.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3819550596753023603.post-3149075336753755272</id><published>2009-10-12T00:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T00:04:57.097+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goin on . . .'/><title type='text'>Home's bed is always the best.</title><content type='html'>Im back and I wanna sleep the day &amp;amp; nite away. very very tired indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I just wanna update u all that Im back and will be very very busy. In fact, I havent got good sleep because many many problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got some interesting happening wanted to share and SugarBun soft ice cream is really worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See ya all. Good nite.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3819550596753023603-3149075336753755272?l=annieyyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/feeds/3149075336753755272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3819550596753023603&amp;postID=3149075336753755272' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/3149075336753755272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/3149075336753755272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/2009/10/homes-bed-is-always-best.html' title='Home&apos;s bed is always the best.'/><author><name>Annie &amp;amp; Im Choosing Now</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17103650964673144097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XdcN97ES2fg/Txniuqk_2aI/AAAAAAAABnM/2jmO1znnQtg/s220/Photo1855.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3819550596753023603.post-7545579317837661554</id><published>2009-10-09T00:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T01:07:16.243+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goin on . . .'/><title type='text'>09/10/2009, 12.25am - routine happening ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;How many pieces of clothes will you bring for a 3D2N outstation?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last minute bagpacking is always my choice. I hate having to pack early (before a week) because I still need to use those daily usage items everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Im now here... packing my bagpack and ready to fly tomorrow. Ok, come back to our Q above... how many of you bring more than 3 pieces upper and bottom? 3 pcs for upper and 3 pcs for bottom? What abt bra(s) and undies? 3 pcs each as well? sweater anyone? ok, 7 pcs already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make up? shampoo (in case u don trust shampoo in hotel), bath gel, toothpaste, toothbrush, lotion, toner, essence, mask, night cream, UV spf... then conditioner, wat else? for ladies... maybe hygiene washgel, perfume, ... how many bottle are there already? will one pcs luggage do u a favor now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im flying tomorrow and really, I had only one bagpack. everything very minimal. all small bottle and the fact is I only bring one long pant, one khaki, &amp;amp; 2 pcs of shirt. Still got more space to do other ppl's favor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im sleepy already. Tak sempat to plant some plant into my farm town and farm ville. Consider holiday la..... yippie.... :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait till i come back then will sure share some or any interesting happenin g in my trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye bye everyone (it's an advance first).&lt;br /&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/3819550596753023603-7545579317837661554?l=annieyyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/feeds/7545579317837661554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3819550596753023603&amp;postID=7545579317837661554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/7545579317837661554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/7545579317837661554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/2009/10/09102009-1225am-routine-happening.html' title='09/10/2009, 12.25am - routine happening ...'/><author><name>Annie &amp;amp; Im Choosing Now</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17103650964673144097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XdcN97ES2fg/Txniuqk_2aI/AAAAAAAABnM/2jmO1znnQtg/s220/Photo1855.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3819550596753023603.post-7178554733116352288</id><published>2009-10-08T01:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T01:57:05.860+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goin on . . .'/><title type='text'>Year end updates...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Im flying on fri nite at 7.20pm flight. It's a SDK - BKI - KCH - BKI - SDK trip for 3D2N. Tired? Get used to already. This time I'll make it more relaxing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Getting back to BKI abit earlier and get a good nite rest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;or...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;2nd option, call McKensy and head to IceBar. Get low, spin it around, shake that booty and drink the nite away. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yeap, wake up around 8am the next day. Take my breakfast and walk around for a while.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;or....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;wake up around almost 11am... in a rush (not even bath or maybe wash my face or worst brush my teeth) then put on clothes and headed to airport. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyway, whichever is the choice, there goes my Sat &amp;amp; Sun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Come back and another two more days then YingMei wed on wednesday. Congratulation :D Im attending it with AdelG and Sharon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;31/10 is the Sabahan Bloggers Gathering. yeah, yeah !!!! Still no idea abt the mask. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tell you more later ... Sleepy now and if I don go, then I don know what wrote here... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Good nite there :D&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/3819550596753023603-7178554733116352288?l=annieyyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/feeds/7178554733116352288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3819550596753023603&amp;postID=7178554733116352288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/7178554733116352288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/7178554733116352288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/2009/10/year-end-updates.html' title='Year end updates...'/><author><name>Annie &amp;amp; Im Choosing Now</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17103650964673144097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XdcN97ES2fg/Txniuqk_2aI/AAAAAAAABnM/2jmO1znnQtg/s220/Photo1855.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3819550596753023603.post-987595349204163006</id><published>2009-10-05T23:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T23:28:07.877+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goin on . . .'/><title type='text'>Modern Curry House</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Today's lunch was in Modern Curry House. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Some of u may already been there but i guess majority only heard the name. It's located in the new shoplot area in mile 4. Just next to Yu Yuan Secondary School. Yeah, u heard me. In the shoplot area just next to the school. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Apparently, that's the only shop open for business so far. Other still vacant and some under renovation. With it's corner location (with a lot of parking space), it sure attract lots of people's attention. If u go along the new road from Tinosan / Casa San Uno / Taman Bunga Matahari to Bandar Indah (vice verse) then u'll sure see the shop. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I had the opportunity to visit the shop today since Andrew is craving for indian food today. He just wanna try out how was the food while I wanna see how's the environment. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sun today was really hot and it's like burning into ur skin if u stand under the sun for more than .... 2 mins. Really.... !!! We got inside the shop and it looks pretty clean. A few table was occupied and next to the counter (just at the right side of the entrance) was the long .. what they call that... the place where u placed food for display and cover it with swing glasses. Nice! Much clean. Andrew couldnt help himself with the curry lamb and I was beverage only. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The wall decor is alittle diff than other similar shop. It's has this flower pattern in brown and white color makes it look like 3D. Like u can touch it. The ceiling was painted white with diff shape of light. Nice comby. They had this big wall fan and that's a really relief to people like me and Andrew whom sweat alot. We had about an hour there look and exchanging opinion about the shop. When u sit down, u don feel hot and there are alot of variety on the display as well written on the wall. Price are pretty reasonable. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I remembered passing by the new road once at nite where I saw the shop was all bright and look so big. Actually the sq feet are all the same. My guess is sooner or later the place whill fill with lots of people at nite since the location is good too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Try a visit one time and maybe we share the same opinion. &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/3819550596753023603-987595349204163006?l=annieyyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/feeds/987595349204163006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3819550596753023603&amp;postID=987595349204163006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/987595349204163006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/987595349204163006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/2009/10/modern-curry-house.html' title='Modern Curry House'/><author><name>Annie &amp;amp; Im Choosing Now</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17103650964673144097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XdcN97ES2fg/Txniuqk_2aI/AAAAAAAABnM/2jmO1znnQtg/s220/Photo1855.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3819550596753023603.post-8987838539513089489</id><published>2009-10-03T19:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T19:20:05.703+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goin on . . .'/><title type='text'>Have fun everyone.... enjoy ur tanglung time heheh...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy MoonCake festival everyone :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Line are ok liao. Miracle-ly... I stay home almost d whole day. Nowhere to go and Andrew is working so I just stick at home make agar-agar and boil Rebina. It's almost like the one that you brought from supermarket except this one you need to boil it yourself abt 1 hr ++. The result is . . . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/SscxUWb4kOI/AAAAAAAAAYA/Pby7v5GQFrM/s1600-h/rebina+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/SscxUWb4kOI/AAAAAAAAAYA/Pby7v5GQFrM/s400/rebina+2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388329704861765858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a bottle of good sweet &amp;amp; sour Rebina. Refreshing :D&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/_3XC_FTktpe4/SscxCObtenI/AAAAAAAAAXw/r91w-DJXkNI/s1600-h/chocolate+mooncake+2009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/SscxCObtenI/AAAAAAAAAXw/r91w-DJXkNI/s400/chocolate+mooncake+2009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388329393475910258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Let me introduce u to jelly mooncake. I brought it from Ngee Lee in Tanah Merah. Most of u would probably knew the shop. It's my 3rd yr purchase. I like the above alot. It's chocolate flavor. Other availabilities are carrot, yam, cuppocino, durian, red dates, corn... don remember ....&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/Sscw15z1k5I/AAAAAAAAAXo/_jukudvF7c8/s1600-h/1st+jelly+3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/Sscw15z1k5I/AAAAAAAAAXo/_jukudvF7c8/s400/1st+jelly+3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388329181781529490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My creation. Egg agar-agar. hehehe..... Inspire by Andrew's mom. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/Sscw1SfER4I/AAAAAAAAAXg/iLEsCcLt88E/s1600-h/1st+jelly.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/Sscw1SfER4I/AAAAAAAAAXg/iLEsCcLt88E/s400/1st+jelly.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388329171225429890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Got to run now. Got a small potluck to nite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have fun everyone.... :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3819550596753023603-8987838539513089489?l=annieyyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/feeds/8987838539513089489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3819550596753023603&amp;postID=8987838539513089489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/8987838539513089489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/8987838539513089489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/2009/10/happy-mooncake-festical-everyone-d-line.html' title='Have fun everyone.... enjoy ur tanglung time heheh...'/><author><name>Annie &amp;amp; Im Choosing Now</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17103650964673144097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XdcN97ES2fg/Txniuqk_2aI/AAAAAAAABnM/2jmO1znnQtg/s220/Photo1855.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/SscxUWb4kOI/AAAAAAAAAYA/Pby7v5GQFrM/s72-c/rebina+2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3819550596753023603.post-1512627218975151781</id><published>2009-10-03T01:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T01:36:45.468+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goin on . . .'/><title type='text'>Line's down ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;U must be wondering why I said line's down when I can still type this blog. Nope... Im not outside in d WiFi zone and I still havent got a laptop yet. Nope... I didnt fill this in office (please look at d time, 1.32am) ... Cant guess.... hahahaha.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Im at home using 1315 line. They (TM) called it EzyNet. Charge u 4 cents per minute when u online. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;TM called me saying it's one of their port that is having problem and 8 ppl are affected. So lucky, Im 1 of d 8. hahhah..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Till I come back wit something 4 u ppl to read abt.... do take care of urself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy MoonCake festival .... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Have a wonderful relaxing time... :D&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/3819550596753023603-1512627218975151781?l=annieyyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/feeds/1512627218975151781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3819550596753023603&amp;postID=1512627218975151781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/1512627218975151781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/1512627218975151781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/2009/10/lines-down.html' title='Line&apos;s down ...'/><author><name>Annie &amp;amp; Im Choosing Now</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17103650964673144097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XdcN97ES2fg/Txniuqk_2aI/AAAAAAAABnM/2jmO1znnQtg/s220/Photo1855.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3819550596753023603.post-7608121750189827600</id><published>2009-09-30T00:46:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T00:59:18.185+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goin on . . .'/><title type='text'>Yoga back....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I finally started my Yoga classes back after 'un-officially' off for abt two weeks. I've been busy. Really... Just something to deal with and something to work with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then... I attended the not my classes. It was 'advance' class. Im just intermediate. Do u know what does it means? Im goin to do pose or do poses which meant for advance class students.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alot of poses are so new and as I look at it, I knew I cant do it. I never even attend one of the class before and it's so difficult even just looking at it. Abit regret because i end up feeling abit pain in my neck and shoulders. Arrhh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Planned to attend again on 6pm class tomorrow but .... I actually got wedding dinner (again!) at 7pm. No energy lo. So, better now. Some more, Im only off from work at 5.30pm tomorrow (due to month-end).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's wednesday and I wonder if Andrew would like to go for a movie. I love too but he's always stick to home... frankly speaking... Im kinda bore abt it. How can I make him go ah.... It's ok, homey type is as well better than always not seen at home. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's almost one now. I better off to bed. My hair are not so damp already. ouchhh... I still feel my shoulders abit pain there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good nite everyone... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/3819550596753023603-7608121750189827600?l=annieyyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/feeds/7608121750189827600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3819550596753023603&amp;postID=7608121750189827600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/7608121750189827600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/7608121750189827600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/2009/09/yoga-back.html' title='Yoga back....'/><author><name>Annie &amp;amp; Im Choosing Now</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17103650964673144097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XdcN97ES2fg/Txniuqk_2aI/AAAAAAAABnM/2jmO1znnQtg/s220/Photo1855.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3819550596753023603.post-3212687859496225893</id><published>2009-09-28T23:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T23:32:02.620+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goin on . . .'/><title type='text'>Back home on the 3rd day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I was in SuMen's house for a light lunch (it's actually very very heavy thro). As to chinese tradition, d daughter will come home on the 3rd day after married. I had no idea what was it abt but I suppose it's a tradition after all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;SuMen's mom cooked up a few plate of large meats and vegie. Fish, chicken, duck and even pork. Then she had mixture of vegie and some tea-eggs. That was really nice. I like that. Apart of it, there are rice and fried kueh teow. I had just the right amount of food + one can of 100. Thanks Men and ur family for the delightful meals and wonderful 'treatment' all the time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Im ready to check out SuMen's posting in fb. She mentioned she pick out 100++ of pics to post it there. I hope some of my shoot got pick out. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Alittle tired. Guess after I harvest my farm then Im headed to my bed soonest. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Good nite everyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3819550596753023603-3212687859496225893?l=annieyyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/feeds/3212687859496225893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3819550596753023603&amp;postID=3212687859496225893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/3212687859496225893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/3212687859496225893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/2009/09/back-home-on-3rd-day.html' title='Back home on the 3rd day'/><author><name>Annie &amp;amp; Im Choosing Now</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17103650964673144097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XdcN97ES2fg/Txniuqk_2aI/AAAAAAAABnM/2jmO1znnQtg/s220/Photo1855.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3819550596753023603.post-5462886928293864994</id><published>2009-09-27T22:03:00.038+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T23:56:40.059+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goin on . . .'/><title type='text'>A not-so-pro &amp; not-even-pro photographer</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I jz finished one &amp;amp; a half day bz-ing in SuMen's house. Her sis, SuWei got married on 26/09/2009. I was appointed the photographer ... home photographer I mean. heheheheee..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;They got one pro cam-er and it's a lady. She was holding a SLR cam and it was really damn heavy from the way I can see it. She even carried a bag. I bet that bag is full of the cam acces. I finally compile all the pics and 4 ur info, I shoot 483 pieces of photos and 14 videos. Damn happy to do so. There are times the pro camer felt so pissed at me for 'menghalang' her view and I even pissed the pro camer in the bridal shop too. Let me show u some of the pics from my Wonder810i. All these are 'uncensors' one.&lt;br /&gt;I was supposed to let SuMen had the honor displaying all pics but of the all the pics, I wanted to post up abit for the updates. Hope this explain abit before you ppl can catch up with her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/Sr-FIuUlr4I/AAAAAAAAAXY/rak6hRwPz9I/s1600-h/DSC03499.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386170064278237058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/Sr-FIuUlr4I/AAAAAAAAAXY/rak6hRwPz9I/s400/DSC03499.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Our equipment for the big day. This was use to 'record' as much details as possible. Lucky 4 us all, some 'heng dai' bring viewcam &amp;amp; SLR too. So, whatever we missed out... it was covered back. Thank God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/Sr-CcOH6NfI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/3NinY8br-6o/s1600-h/DSC03478.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386167100697622002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/Sr-CcOH6NfI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/3NinY8br-6o/s400/DSC03478.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; This is us. Starting up wit day 1 (25/09/2009) nite time. It's 'hoi mun chu' nite. I wonder what they call it in english. I was invited to be the great 'kuli' or their so-called 'ah sei'. I glad. Fung is my partner of the big event. All smiley and enjoyin our time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/Sr-B8ikVjEI/AAAAAAAAAWw/vyx1M7Zf9gw/s1600-h/DSC03483.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386166556429749314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/Sr-B8ikVjEI/AAAAAAAAAWw/vyx1M7Zf9gw/s400/DSC03483.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Aha, this is the 'tong yuen'. A must on the nite before the big event. This one u see here is with sweet gravy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/Sr-BpIqGE5I/AAAAAAAAAWo/_ThflW7sMus/s1600-h/DSC03501.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386166223057064850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/Sr-BpIqGE5I/AAAAAAAAAWo/_ThflW7sMus/s400/DSC03501.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Anther pot of 'tong yuen'. This is soup flavor. Wit some mixture of meat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/Sr-BAq00FrI/AAAAAAAAAWY/uSDyKKGS8rc/s1600-h/DSC03530.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386165527854192306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/Sr-BAq00FrI/AAAAAAAAAWY/uSDyKKGS8rc/s400/DSC03530.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; This is one very nice chinese character. It's called 'Hei' and means good event. You'll see this word especially during chinese wedding. Anyone can guess who's shoulder is this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/Sr-BARQk0KI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/fnRgY-ixjA8/s1600-h/DSC03527.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386165520991309986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/Sr-BARQk0KI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/fnRgY-ixjA8/s400/DSC03527.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Nice is it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/Sr-Azuu3xMI/AAAAAAAAAWI/ZS0oL23m-YU/s1600-h/DSC03546.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386165305564710082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/Sr-Azuu3xMI/AAAAAAAAAWI/ZS0oL23m-YU/s400/DSC03546.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; On d morning in SuMen's house. Co-incidencely, we all wear purple color shirt and khaki. hahahah... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/Sr-AXJqGumI/AAAAAAAAAWA/wn2YwMX6kZQ/s1600-h/DSC03604.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386164814576269922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/Sr-AXJqGumI/AAAAAAAAAWA/wn2YwMX6kZQ/s400/DSC03604.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; This is the bridegroom and bride and the family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/Sr9_Y_7cc6I/AAAAAAAAAVo/jtkBbQd4fG4/s1600-h/DSC03623.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386163746812752802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/Sr9_Y_7cc6I/AAAAAAAAAVo/jtkBbQd4fG4/s400/DSC03623.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Another happy couple look. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/Sr9_ZTw23II/AAAAAAAAAVw/wGEt2cxRwsc/s1600-h/DSC03856.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386163752137055362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/Sr9_ZTw23II/AAAAAAAAAVw/wGEt2cxRwsc/s400/DSC03856.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; The wedding reception anouncement. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/Sr9-omcUUrI/AAAAAAAAAVI/3ZQoGToCI0w/s1600-h/DSC03842.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386162915337589426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/Sr9-omcUUrI/AAAAAAAAAVI/3ZQoGToCI0w/s400/DSC03842.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; D LCD projector specially to display the video made and put in a piece of the video during day time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/Sr9-V1m3bgI/AAAAAAAAAVA/0w57cUWplws/s1600-h/DSC03839.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386162592990850562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/Sr9-V1m3bgI/AAAAAAAAAVA/0w57cUWplws/s400/DSC03839.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; D wedding gift. Wrap nicely. A sweet inside. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/Sr9-IjqT3_I/AAAAAAAAAUw/yl1vQ0j4A2E/s1600-h/DSC03871.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386162364835160050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/Sr9-IjqT3_I/AAAAAAAAAUw/yl1vQ0j4A2E/s400/DSC03871.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; This kid worth all the attention I shower her with. Fyi, she knew song by Raymond Lam Fung.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/Sr99Lf4QiEI/AAAAAAAAAUo/rTESFXzGNQc/s1600-h/DSC03888.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386161315847899202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/Sr99Lf4QiEI/AAAAAAAAAUo/rTESFXzGNQc/s400/DSC03888.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; This is PitLing. SuMen's 'U' fren and boy... they are close.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/Sr96Ux-no-I/AAAAAAAAAUg/m3qd92zHlK8/s1600-h/DSC03784.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386158176790356962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/Sr96Ux-no-I/AAAAAAAAAUg/m3qd92zHlK8/s400/DSC03784.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Then I had Vic and PitLing on the cam. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/Sr96AVQLLiI/AAAAAAAAAUY/m0w8pQ_DXtQ/s1600-h/DSC03807.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386157825481977378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/Sr96AVQLLiI/AAAAAAAAAUY/m0w8pQ_DXtQ/s400/DSC03807.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; LOOK!!!! This is really SuMen. Believe it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/Sr95x_eLEqI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/tIOwaRDCpIw/s1600-h/DSC03795.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386157579116941986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/Sr95x_eLEqI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/tIOwaRDCpIw/s400/DSC03795.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This is already during final. We can get outselves shoot and as we like.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/Sr925YTb7jI/AAAAAAAAAUA/z-icf5zMVWI/s1600-h/DSC03799.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386154407506996786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/Sr925YTb7jI/AAAAAAAAAUA/z-icf5zMVWI/s400/DSC03799.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; They said Im incredible because I can cam-wu like all the people into my W810i exactly like i want. This is a pic I tried on 5 ppl. Next stop, 6 and more. Proud of my W810i again :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;After all the effort put in, the tiredness and everything worth all the time and my strenght. Im glad I had this, my 1st time and glad to tell my pals Im ready to shoot your big day too NO CHARGES. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Good nite everyone. &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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3819550596753023603-5462886928293864994?l=annieyyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/feeds/5462886928293864994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3819550596753023603&amp;postID=5462886928293864994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/5462886928293864994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/5462886928293864994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/2009/09/not-so-pro-not-even-pro-photographer.html' title='A not-so-pro &amp; not-even-pro photographer'/><author><name>Annie &amp;amp; Im Choosing Now</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17103650964673144097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XdcN97ES2fg/Txniuqk_2aI/AAAAAAAABnM/2jmO1znnQtg/s220/Photo1855.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/Sr-FIuUlr4I/AAAAAAAAAXY/rak6hRwPz9I/s72-c/DSC03499.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3819550596753023603.post-8638221233227922702</id><published>2009-09-23T22:52:00.051+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T01:02:33.711+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goin on . . .'/><title type='text'>220909 - Part 1 Act 'kidly' in RDC.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It's been awhile since the last time I went to mile 14. This time everything changes even the road lead in. I drive in wit Andrew, his mom and Tai E. We were actually lookin forward to Crocodile farm but upon passing it, people were like too many around and it sure difficult to find a parking space not to mention a good one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyway, we headed to Sepilok first as an alternative. Arriving in Sepilok, there aint much cars around and that sure feels like not a good smell. At the information counter, it was closed and the schedule was 9.00am - 11.00am &amp;amp; 2.00pm - 3.30pm. Time was only half passed 12noon. So, what else?! We thought exploring RDC will be an alternative to spend the less-than-2-hours there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;People aint alot as well but instead of myself jz typing this time, I'll 'show' u all. Follow d pics below and you'll see my trail around it. Unfortunately, I didnt see any birds around but hey, it's not the end cos I still got another two more walkway and trails next trip.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Been a Malaysian, I say u got to see and feel the place there. People from around the world travel all the way to our place just to see something we got to see most of the time and how could we not treasure it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Come along I'll show you here :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/SrpJ1nq6SRI/AAAAAAAAATw/d8xmG9YUn9A/s1600-h/andrew,+aunt+&amp;amp;+tai+E.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384697490005707026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/SrpJ1nq6SRI/AAAAAAAAATw/d8xmG9YUn9A/s320/andrew,+aunt+%26+tai+E.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; As you can see, the rest of the members from this trip. Andrew, aunt and Tai E. Walking up the RDC information counter. We're abt to explore it. Fyi, the entrance fee is RM 5.00 for a Malaysia adult and half for a Malaysia kid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/SrpJ1BH1_FI/AAAAAAAAATo/90PzIMdc2MU/s1600-h/d+contennial+time+capsule+statue.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384697479658077266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/SrpJ1BH1_FI/AAAAAAAAATo/90PzIMdc2MU/s320/d+contennial+time+capsule+statue.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I do not know what was buried under it but I definitely knew that I wont be around by the time it is dig up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/SrpJXscijMI/AAAAAAAAATQ/s0vceknnc8g/s1600-h/annie+&amp;amp;+d+start+board.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384696975891532994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/SrpJXscijMI/AAAAAAAAATQ/s0vceknnc8g/s320/annie+%26+d+start+board.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ok, we paid out entrance fee already and let's pose wit the nearby 'thing' as a starting pics. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/SrpI84RhU-I/AAAAAAAAATI/UPxBTd7wnHM/s1600-h/cement+starting.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384696515210073058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/SrpI84RhU-I/AAAAAAAAATI/UPxBTd7wnHM/s320/cement+starting.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;As a starting up, we are goin to walk passed this cement walkway first but not long before then... we'll know we'll come to no more cement. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/SrpI8TbSdLI/AAAAAAAAATA/-q4bualA5wQ/s1600-h/rocky+trail.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384696505318929586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/SrpI8TbSdLI/AAAAAAAAATA/-q4bualA5wQ/s320/rocky+trail.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Then next up the rocky trail.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/SrpHc5lTpWI/AAAAAAAAAS4/ANAaterP2DM/s1600-h/d+prove.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384694866294056290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/SrpHc5lTpWI/AAAAAAAAAS4/ANAaterP2DM/s320/d+prove.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; It was not long before we met the Hornbill Tower and this is our prove we are at the peak of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/SrpHcdvQXZI/AAAAAAAAASw/AaRqAcCAMfY/s1600-h/finally+up+on+Hornbill+tower.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384694858819591570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/SrpHcdvQXZI/AAAAAAAAASw/AaRqAcCAMfY/s320/finally+up+on+Hornbill+tower.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Exhausted but glad that we made it. B'cos the tower stairs was actually 'twist' up ... some may experiencing dizziness by the time they are up there. One of them is me. hehehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/SrpHCiqlH7I/AAAAAAAAASY/dU1D2OQUPRE/s1600-h/view+from+d+top.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384694413465558962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/SrpHCiqlH7I/AAAAAAAAASY/dU1D2OQUPRE/s320/view+from+d+top.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;There are some view from the above.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/SrpHDhwk5UI/AAAAAAAAASo/T3nbl_a6S_c/s1600-h/pic+from+d+top.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384694430402143554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/SrpHDhwk5UI/AAAAAAAAASo/T3nbl_a6S_c/s320/pic+from+d+top.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Looking down in d middle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/SrpHDDvdwfI/AAAAAAAAASg/65YP3bXgl9Q/s1600-h/view+from+d+top+(2).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384694422344417778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/SrpHDDvdwfI/AAAAAAAAASg/65YP3bXgl9Q/s320/view+from+d+top+(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Another view from d above.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/SrpG0_9hHfI/AAAAAAAAASQ/bza14Hvh2p4/s1600-h/Bristlehead+tower+(2).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384694180811447794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/SrpG0_9hHfI/AAAAAAAAASQ/bza14Hvh2p4/s320/Bristlehead+tower+(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Here's the Bristlehead Tower.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/SrpGok-BEcI/AAAAAAAAASI/LbKckKv-lDY/s1600-h/andrew+and+Hornbill+tower.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384693967407354306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/SrpGok-BEcI/AAAAAAAAASI/LbKckKv-lDY/s320/andrew+and+Hornbill+tower.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Andrew posed with Hornbill Tower before we came to Bristlehead Tower.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/SrpGnzPZm3I/AAAAAAAAAR4/4Edc0yMDWPc/s1600-h/andrew+goin+up.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384693954058492786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/SrpGnzPZm3I/AAAAAAAAAR4/4Edc0yMDWPc/s320/andrew+goin+up.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Andrew ready to go up ANOTHER tower!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/SrpGbK10qEI/AAAAAAAAARw/WyoCfEpYa5c/s1600-h/andrew+on+d+link+2+another+tower+(2).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384693737055365186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/SrpGbK10qEI/AAAAAAAAARw/WyoCfEpYa5c/s320/andrew+on+d+link+2+another+tower+(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Finally reached d mid way and we came to the 'linked bridge' to another tower on the other side. I didnt get to knew the name. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/SrpGSTq50NI/AAAAAAAAARo/tMiYTN8gD-w/s1600-h/d+link-bridge.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384693584806662354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/SrpGSTq50NI/AAAAAAAAARo/tMiYTN8gD-w/s320/d+link-bridge.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;If u look very carefully, the walkway was not solely cover with wood but only solid metal. That means u can look down and scare yourself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/SrpGJJGRiII/AAAAAAAAARg/49WljOQTLc4/s1600-h/annie+on+d+link+2+another+tower.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384693427349850242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/SrpGJJGRiII/AAAAAAAAARg/49WljOQTLc4/s320/annie+on+d+link+2+another+tower.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Seriously, Im afraid of height and that's why u'll see me taking pic on the part where covered with woods.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/SrpGAtxtqaI/AAAAAAAAARY/sY_DJUxVsXw/s1600-h/another+tower.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384693282576902562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/SrpGAtxtqaI/AAAAAAAAARY/sY_DJUxVsXw/s320/another+tower.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This is the 3rd tower that I mentioned but I dont get the name. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/SrpFoDmVJ6I/AAAAAAAAARI/KURPfbk0LNI/s1600-h/Abang+arrived+in+suspension+bridge.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384692858938009506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/SrpFoDmVJ6I/AAAAAAAAARI/KURPfbk0LNI/s320/Abang+arrived+in+suspension+bridge.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;After u came down from Bristlehead Tower and turn left, you'll came to a suspension bridge on ur right. This is where Andrew posed in this pic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/SrpFJa6pYjI/AAAAAAAAAQw/EyWt4EgCX8U/s1600-h/annie+before+crossing+over.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384692332621292082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/SrpFJa6pYjI/AAAAAAAAAQw/EyWt4EgCX8U/s320/annie+before+crossing+over.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Aha, me wit my smiley face before crossing over. Andrew was alittle naughty that I had to kneed down suddenly on the bridge in the middle of the pond. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/SrpFIzF8gPI/AAAAAAAAAQo/1FIoPWflVBw/s1600-h/annie+comin+to+end+bridge.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384692321931264242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/SrpFIzF8gPI/AAAAAAAAAQo/1FIoPWflVBw/s320/annie+comin+to+end+bridge.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I finally get to d land safe and sound. We had quite some laugh there. I admit it was fun to feel and act young again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/SrpDBHyVmqI/AAAAAAAAAOw/W77AApTVZ2s/s1600-h/comin+back+up.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384689991023958690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/SrpDBHyVmqI/AAAAAAAAAOw/W77AApTVZ2s/s320/comin+back+up.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hurrah... we came back almost to the starting checkpoint. Remember this rocky trail? After this is the cement starting. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/Sro7_r52_xI/AAAAAAAAALg/aZyi0ePk0L8/s1600-h/andrew+return+to+checkpoint.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384682269778050834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/Sro7_r52_xI/AAAAAAAAALg/aZyi0ePk0L8/s320/andrew+return+to+checkpoint.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ok Andrew. Good job. Good job. :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I had quite alot of fun there and Im so glad that I got the opportunity to get out of my daily routine and act and laught just like a kid. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You should try too :D&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&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/3819550596753023603-8638221233227922702?l=annieyyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/feeds/8638221233227922702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3819550596753023603&amp;postID=8638221233227922702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/8638221233227922702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/8638221233227922702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/2009/09/220909-part-1-act-kidly-in-rdc.html' title='220909 - Part 1 Act &apos;kidly&apos; in RDC.'/><author><name>Annie &amp;amp; Im Choosing Now</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17103650964673144097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XdcN97ES2fg/Txniuqk_2aI/AAAAAAAABnM/2jmO1znnQtg/s220/Photo1855.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/SrpJ1nq6SRI/AAAAAAAAATw/d8xmG9YUn9A/s72-c/andrew,+aunt+%26+tai+E.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3819550596753023603.post-1763647937861042250</id><published>2009-09-23T01:25:00.027+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T01:20:24.737+08:00</updated><title type='text'>220909 - Part 2 Im coming 2 c u....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;As a good starting here, let me introduce u to d driver, myself &amp;amp; my passenger, Andrew (this is before we fetch aunt &amp;amp; Tai E).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Waking up as usual around 6am++ (eventhough I tried so hard) i never get to sleep later than 10am. So, got a nice plan there to take a day tour to a famous place in Sandakan. Sepilok. To most of u, maybe u don see anything fun wit neither the name or d place. Since I've been very long (indeed) not been there, why not once in a while?! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ok, d rest are all history below. Follow me k?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/SroZD97hjnI/AAAAAAAAALA/gt8KcppDroA/s1600-h/dear+andrew+&amp;amp;+me.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384643860429377138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/SroZD97hjnI/AAAAAAAAALA/gt8KcppDroA/s400/dear+andrew+%26+me.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;All smile up  for the planned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/SroY0ln93HI/AAAAAAAAAK4/OXVrAr303kU/s1600-h/monkey(s)+(5).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384643596206857330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/SroY0ln93HI/AAAAAAAAAK4/OXVrAr303kU/s400/monkey(s)+(5).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Upon arrival, not much car can be seen and these monkeys are extremely hypo-active.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/SroYmslQ6yI/AAAAAAAAAKw/VMWnX9z92ag/s1600-h/in+front+of+d+sign+(2).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384643357556402978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/SroYmslQ6yI/AAAAAAAAAKw/VMWnX9z92ag/s400/in+front+of+d+sign+(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Hehe... posing in front if the sign to show our satisfaction. Oh ya, d mid one is Tai E &amp;amp; on her left side is aunt. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/SroWbVbIDHI/AAAAAAAAAKY/OKRru3Ob58A/s1600-h/lots+of+ppl+inside+feeding+platform+(5).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384640963338046578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/SroWbVbIDHI/AAAAAAAAAKY/OKRru3Ob58A/s400/lots+of+ppl+inside+feeding+platform+(5).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Feeding time is 3.00pm and we actually got back from RDC to catch them in action. I mentioned RDC in my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/2009/09/220909-part-1-act-kidly-in-rdc.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;previous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/SroUTM-ZriI/AAAAAAAAAKI/HdLwNhPXpC0/s1600-h/lots+of+ppl+inside+feeding+platform+(3).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384638624607874594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/SroUTM-ZriI/AAAAAAAAAKI/HdLwNhPXpC0/s400/lots+of+ppl+inside+feeding+platform+(3).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;People are alot by the time we got in and fyi, entrance fee is RM 5.00 for Malaysian adult and half for Malaysia kid. It's not expensive... another reason to go and visit them again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/SroTGo5HNVI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/ZAqIGEbAKnA/s1600-h/annie+during+feeding+time.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384637309251958098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/SroTGo5HNVI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/ZAqIGEbAKnA/s400/annie+during+feeding+time.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;See? They are already busy chewing their foods. Bananas, watermelon, papaya and alot more. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/SroSti6VSmI/AAAAAAAAAJg/uFU8Yr4XJpI/s1600-h/andrew+during+feeding+time.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384636878149732962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/SroSti6VSmI/AAAAAAAAAJg/uFU8Yr4XJpI/s400/andrew+during+feeding+time.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Andrew get's to pose too. I tried to prove to him that Im a better pic shooter than him. :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/SroSub-ahDI/AAAAAAAAAJw/eSJWFs_FWwY/s1600-h/Tai+E+&amp;amp;+aunt.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384636893467673650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/SroSub-ahDI/AAAAAAAAAJw/eSJWFs_FWwY/s400/Tai+E+%26+aunt.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Hahah... everybody's happy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/SroSLhygqAI/AAAAAAAAAJY/X8uCpJkwynE/s1600-h/orang+utan+in+feeding+time+(19).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384636293732935682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/SroSLhygqAI/AAAAAAAAAJY/X8uCpJkwynE/s400/orang+utan+in+feeding+time+(19).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The ranger went to and ready to feed them their lunch. Wit him on his hand is the 'Silence please' sign.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/SroSLGXXD4I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/WKXvpDU6g2A/s1600-h/orang+utan+in+feeding+time+(18).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384636286371303298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/SroSLGXXD4I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/WKXvpDU6g2A/s400/orang+utan+in+feeding+time+(18).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; A firm sign show to each &amp;amp; every audience there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/SroRWZPm7-I/AAAAAAAAAJI/QF6_pq4x6M8/s1600-h/trail+out+after+feeding+time+(2).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384635380905996258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/SroRWZPm7-I/AAAAAAAAAJI/QF6_pq4x6M8/s400/trail+out+after+feeding+time+(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ok, shows over. Everyone back and out pls. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/SroJNR7wcbI/AAAAAAAAAI4/hNFR_pLINx8/s1600-h/finally+back+at+kit+home+(2).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384626428231840178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/SroJNR7wcbI/AAAAAAAAAI4/hNFR_pLINx8/s400/finally+back+at+kit+home+(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Im home in Andrew's house. Tired but interesting. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Come on, take my advice. Go somewhere like RDC &amp;amp; Sepilok and relax k? U don have to go too far to relax or feel that you are on holiday. It's how u feel that makes everything special in ur heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3819550596753023603-1763647937861042250?l=annieyyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/feeds/1763647937861042250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3819550596753023603&amp;postID=1763647937861042250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/1763647937861042250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/1763647937861042250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/2009/09/220909-part-2-im-coming-2-c-u.html' title='220909 - Part 2 Im coming 2 c u....'/><author><name>Annie &amp;amp; Im Choosing Now</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17103650964673144097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XdcN97ES2fg/Txniuqk_2aI/AAAAAAAABnM/2jmO1znnQtg/s220/Photo1855.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/SroZD97hjnI/AAAAAAAAALA/gt8KcppDroA/s72-c/dear+andrew+%26+me.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3819550596753023603.post-3750194957156175279</id><published>2009-09-19T07:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T07:48:10.902+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goin on . . .'/><title type='text'>Holiday, holiday, holiday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Selamat Hari Raya Aidilfitri &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;amp; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy Holiday everyone. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;:D&lt;/strong&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/3819550596753023603-3750194957156175279?l=annieyyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/feeds/3750194957156175279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3819550596753023603&amp;postID=3750194957156175279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/3750194957156175279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/3750194957156175279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/2009/09/holiday-holiday-holiday.html' title='Holiday, holiday, holiday'/><author><name>Annie &amp;amp; Im Choosing Now</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17103650964673144097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XdcN97ES2fg/Txniuqk_2aI/AAAAAAAABnM/2jmO1znnQtg/s220/Photo1855.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3819550596753023603.post-3110960184928248712</id><published>2009-09-19T01:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T02:00:58.980+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goin on . . .'/><title type='text'>Link between human...</title><content type='html'>Today ... i mean yesterday marks the last day b4 im officially off from work 4 four (4) days. Four tremendously bored day. How could I let myself be?! How could this happen like usual does. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually had a perfectly well planned time ahead but ..... I cancelled each &amp;amp; everything of it. Haiiiii I hate myself! I should be enjoyin it but I make myself ruinin it. Haiiiii... I benci myself alot!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, Andrew took me to his fren's bigday dinner at his home. He's a married guy with two pretty princess. His wife is no bad at all. I was alittle b&amp;amp;s but i just hold on because it's the 1st time i get to meet his frens and if no good impression was given, I rather give no impression at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met back an ex-coll of mine during the time I was working in D'Image as a partime girl. hehehe... Her name is Tia and she looks just as lovely as she was before. We had a short talk because there really aint nothing much to be mention abt. Anyway, I was really glad I met her back. It comes to a co-incidence that she is the lovely wife of a relatives of Andrew. Their reception is on 26th Sept 2009. Good for them. Congratulation :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess after all Im in Andrew's fren's home, I really think I didnt did anything wrong and really hope to give no negative impression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, this is a short one here. I need my bed NOW!!!!! good nite everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3819550596753023603-3110960184928248712?l=annieyyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/feeds/3110960184928248712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3819550596753023603&amp;postID=3110960184928248712' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/3110960184928248712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/3110960184928248712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/2009/09/link-between-human.html' title='Link between human...'/><author><name>Annie &amp;amp; Im Choosing Now</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17103650964673144097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XdcN97ES2fg/Txniuqk_2aI/AAAAAAAABnM/2jmO1znnQtg/s220/Photo1855.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3819550596753023603.post-5251952613940014828</id><published>2009-09-16T10:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T11:06:30.238+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goin on . . .'/><title type='text'>Free &amp; Easy</title><content type='html'>Working during holiday is always nice and more nicer you are alone. I always felt that's ease me alot because no time limit (I just go to and from whenever I prefer and suit) and no people-pressure. Not that they always give me pressure but I dont have to think and always be alert if someone will come and I had to assist them. Whenever I think I need a 15 mins break to walk around or abt, then Im free to do so. If I had to take a nap (that's how I rejuvenate back) then I can just nap and set my alarm to 10 - 20 mins. I wake up feeling good (mentally) again and continue my hardwork here. It's all just a way to get back from down and continue on. :D I like dat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had some good time last nite in 123. It's been very, very long since the last time I went there. Like a year or so. Been there wit Nat &amp;amp; Andrew. Sharon joined in alittle later but we all had some good laugh abt how we are last time in 123. They kept saying I hugged that dustbin and it was so disgusting. yuck :(.... Did I? I think so. I remembered I vomitted alot on the basin and if I ever hug (that they said it was dustbin) I must be doin myself and 123 a favor to not dirtier their place. I was good but never mind. We all laughed the hell out and San Miguel just suit me. It was light and very clear. Opposited to Andrew and Nat, they said it will not harm at all. No taste at all. Well, I had two and alittle 'wing-wing' there. hahahahaa....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I only wanna update you abt how's my nite but I don end it good. :( I confessed to Andrew and we had a confused ending before he headed home. He asked me to express so I confessed and I make a request. I wonder why he kept asking 'y'! I just wanna confessed or rather say everything because he want me to but later he was confused and made me confused some more. haiiii.... told you my expression was rather below 0 (zero).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to sambung my work. Talk to you later. Bye. Happy holiday Sabah :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3819550596753023603-5251952613940014828?l=annieyyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/feeds/5251952613940014828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3819550596753023603&amp;postID=5251952613940014828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/5251952613940014828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/5251952613940014828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/2009/09/free-easy.html' title='Free &amp; Easy'/><author><name>Annie &amp;amp; Im Choosing Now</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17103650964673144097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XdcN97ES2fg/Txniuqk_2aI/AAAAAAAABnM/2jmO1znnQtg/s220/Photo1855.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3819550596753023603.post-425131801215448100</id><published>2009-09-15T00:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T00:46:46.749+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goin on . . .'/><title type='text'>Summary of my two (2) days .....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sat was nice. Just good enough as I didnt have to rush for any kind of activities or arrangement because there aint any at all... hehehehee.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I always love having no plan for that day. Maybe some will actually think, how bore or maybe how 'wu liao' but for me... if I got no plan that day, I can actually do something suddenly and I dont have to think how good if I can do so. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I went downtown wit my mom. Accompanied her to buy our ingredient for steamboat-at-home for the nite. Then fetch Andrew's mom to Tmn Tyng after sent my mom home. :D Both mom always served well. Collect my sis from work in noon time (I actually dumped her car there for her to drive home). heheheh.... did I come to a stage using very foul words. I apologized. I should say fetch my sis but I left her to drive home herself. Andrew picked me up after he finished with his car problem.  U should really see how his car looks like now but that doesnt come between us. :) Steamboat was just good for everyone and it end about 1 and half hour. Andrew as usual just stay at my home and I am as usual as well. Facing my pc non-stop till abt mid nite. Then everyone left and went to bed. So, Sat was just nice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sun was ... just so so! Breakfast wit mom and sis and I was in Andrew's house for the rest till nite time. I went home abt 9pm ++. Still, no matter what time I went home... I stil slept after mid nite. I guess that was routine already. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;That's a wrap for it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;How abt urs? Did you had a great time as i had. I hope so. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Good nite everyone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3819550596753023603-425131801215448100?l=annieyyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/feeds/425131801215448100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3819550596753023603&amp;postID=425131801215448100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/425131801215448100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/425131801215448100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/2009/09/summary-of-my-two-2-days.html' title='Summary of my two (2) days .....'/><author><name>Annie &amp;amp; Im Choosing Now</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17103650964673144097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XdcN97ES2fg/Txniuqk_2aI/AAAAAAAABnM/2jmO1znnQtg/s220/Photo1855.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3819550596753023603.post-2295517344889708540</id><published>2009-09-12T13:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T14:31:05.571+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal someone'/><title type='text'>From CSI with love....</title><content type='html'>Have you people ever watch &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;CSI&lt;/span&gt;? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;CSI&lt;/span&gt; - LA, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;CSI&lt;/span&gt; - NY &amp;amp; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;CSI&lt;/span&gt; Miami??? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; a big fan of this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;tv&lt;/span&gt; series. I love the stories and I love those characters inside. The storyline was great and the good guys always get the justice served but that it should be. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Dont&lt;/span&gt; good guys always win??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, out of the crime scene and the murder, the suspicious and bad guys, there are lots of love and romantic scenes and my favourite very much loving couple. I personally love Danny and Lindsay from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;CSI&lt;/span&gt; NY. After i found these two clips from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;youtube&lt;/span&gt;, it has increase my favorite rating over more than 100%. I love them even more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's why I need to definitely share them with everyone of you. I hope you had the best time like I had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=d8K3hR9hr3M"&gt;'&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;NGCMLFY&lt;/span&gt;' &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;em&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=z2pHHYk0pN0&amp;amp;feature=fvw"&gt;'&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;IBHS&lt;/span&gt;'&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/em&gt;You may found &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; of the scene which are the same between two of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;mv&lt;/span&gt; but who cares. I only watch the clips twice but listen to the songs dozens of times. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all, who can resist the temptation of the nice classic. I'll just leave spaces for your opinion in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note : These two clips belong to CBS Corporation.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3819550596753023603-2295517344889708540?l=annieyyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/feeds/2295517344889708540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3819550596753023603&amp;postID=2295517344889708540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/2295517344889708540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/2295517344889708540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/2009/09/from-csi-with-love.html' title='From CSI with love....'/><author><name>Annie &amp;amp; Im Choosing Now</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17103650964673144097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XdcN97ES2fg/Txniuqk_2aI/AAAAAAAABnM/2jmO1znnQtg/s220/Photo1855.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3819550596753023603.post-7385605651745699221</id><published>2009-09-11T23:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T00:10:56.056+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal someone'/><title type='text'>Nothing's Gonna Change My Love For You</title><content type='html'>If I had to live my life without you near me&lt;br /&gt;The days would all be empty&lt;br /&gt;The night would seems so long&lt;br /&gt;With you I see forever oh so clearly&lt;br /&gt;I might had been in love before&lt;br /&gt;But it never felt this strong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our drems are young and we both know&lt;br /&gt;They'll take us where we want to go&lt;br /&gt;Hold me now&lt;br /&gt;Touch me now&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to live without you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing's gonna change my love for you&lt;br /&gt;You ought to know by now how much I love you&lt;br /&gt;One thing you can be sure of&lt;br /&gt;I'll never ask for more than your love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing's gonna change my love for you&lt;br /&gt;You ought to know by now how much I love you&lt;br /&gt;The world may change my whole life through&lt;br /&gt;But nothing's gonna change my love for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the road ahead is not so easy&lt;br /&gt;Our love will lead the way for us&lt;br /&gt;Just like a guiding star&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there for you if you should need me&lt;br /&gt;You don't have to change a thing&lt;br /&gt;I love you just the way you are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So come with me and share the view&lt;br /&gt;I'll help you see forever too&lt;br /&gt;Hold me now&lt;br /&gt;Touch me now&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to live without you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing's gonna change my love for you&lt;br /&gt;You ought to know by now how much I love you&lt;br /&gt;One thing you can be sure of&lt;br /&gt;I'll never ask for more than your love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing's gonna change my love for you&lt;br /&gt;You ought to know by now how much I love you&lt;br /&gt;The world may change my whole life through&lt;br /&gt;But nothing's gonna change my love for ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing's gonna change my love for you&lt;br /&gt;You ought to know by now how much I love you&lt;br /&gt;One thing you can be sure of&lt;br /&gt;I'll never ask for more than your love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing's gonna change my love for you&lt;br /&gt;You ought to know by now how much I love you&lt;br /&gt;The world may change my whole life through&lt;br /&gt;But nothing's gonna change my love for you ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is so 'lum' that I need to post it's lyrics. Watch the &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4DSR9IqZVsc&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;video&lt;/a&gt; as well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3819550596753023603-7385605651745699221?l=annieyyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/feeds/7385605651745699221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3819550596753023603&amp;postID=7385605651745699221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/7385605651745699221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/7385605651745699221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/2009/09/nothings-gonna-change-my-love-for-you.html' title='Nothing&apos;s Gonna Change My Love For You'/><author><name>Annie &amp;amp; Im Choosing Now</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17103650964673144097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XdcN97ES2fg/Txniuqk_2aI/AAAAAAAABnM/2jmO1znnQtg/s220/Photo1855.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3819550596753023603.post-3565043148879790716</id><published>2009-09-11T20:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T20:43:39.388+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goin on . . .'/><title type='text'>Blog on...</title><content type='html'>I tried to remember how do I start out bloggin. Yeah, in friendster.com. At dat time, I had no idea what does blog means but I guess it's like writing a diary for the public to see. Since I like to write what's on my mind, I guess no difference between in book or on the net. So, then i post alot of blogs inside friendster. I post it like every other nite. I wrote alot of things but mainly are my personal life. How I get in a relationship and breaking up and how's life in family and as well myself.&lt;br /&gt;Then friendster's blog site seems to create alot of havoc and I had lost my interest in writing there. Somehow Im still very eager to write alot of things. Like whatever happen in my life... that very minute, I wanna spread it out. I go around the net finding some place where I can pen down my mind. Then I came across gmail's blog. There's where it continues.&lt;br /&gt;Im glad I did it. Im so glad I did it. Because when I read back, I knew i gone thro things I don remember now. Like people I knew, things i do, happening that blast my life and whole lots that I cant explain.&lt;br /&gt;Im 29 this year and when I step into 30 next year, I told myself I wanna had the whole year to myself. I wanna make myself feeling good every single second. shopping, travelling, relaxing, lazi-ing, and everything I wanna do so long but no chance.&lt;br /&gt;3 months to the next year. Better plan for some eve excitement.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3819550596753023603-3565043148879790716?l=annieyyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/feeds/3565043148879790716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3819550596753023603&amp;postID=3565043148879790716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/3565043148879790716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/3565043148879790716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-on.html' title='Blog on...'/><author><name>Annie &amp;amp; Im Choosing Now</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17103650964673144097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XdcN97ES2fg/Txniuqk_2aI/AAAAAAAABnM/2jmO1znnQtg/s220/Photo1855.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3819550596753023603.post-2897391970104848762</id><published>2009-09-11T02:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T02:42:39.460+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goin on . . .'/><title type='text'>Congratulation :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;If my mom caught me still bloggin here, I'll be a piece of deadmeat by the time sunrise. So, I better make this fast and simple. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Yeah, 36 newly wed couples and I wish to extend my heartful congratulation and deepest blessing to each one individually. Anyhow, I aint know most of them so this is just a simple open greeting. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Anyway, i personally would like to mention a few names here whom I knew out of 72 of them. They are : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;1) Vivian and OnSoon. Out you go from the single club and &lt;em&gt;'registered' &lt;/em&gt;into the couple association. hahahahaa.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2) Mimi and Wai. Hey there lil one, I am truly happy for you.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;3) Willie and his lovely wife (he didnt mentioned it in his pics). Wi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;llie, I never knew you are one of the blesses one. Anyway, congratulation! You are officially out of bachelor title. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Now everything will needs to end with an extra alphabet (s). Guys will have extra helping hand with washing, cooking and thinking. Girls will be given extra washing, cooking and thinking.... but those are not important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;As the saying goes &lt;em&gt;'two heads are better than one'&lt;/em&gt; .... Im sure you'll find much, much more happier than before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Lastly again, gong xi, gong xi :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Good nite everyone. Sweet dream.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;P/S : If any of you happen to come across &lt;strong&gt;youtube&lt;/strong&gt;, go find &lt;u&gt;Khalil Fung - Nothing's Gonna Change My Love For You&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;u&gt;.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;em&gt; I saw it from fb post by Freda (thanks babe). It is so so good. You've got to listen to his singing. So 'lum'. Too bad Andrew dont sing eng. :(&lt;/em&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/3819550596753023603-2897391970104848762?l=annieyyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/feeds/2897391970104848762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3819550596753023603&amp;postID=2897391970104848762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/2897391970104848762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/2897391970104848762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/2009/09/congratulation.html' title='Congratulation :)'/><author><name>Annie &amp;amp; Im Choosing Now</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17103650964673144097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XdcN97ES2fg/Txniuqk_2aI/AAAAAAAABnM/2jmO1znnQtg/s220/Photo1855.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3819550596753023603.post-6620485393313378510</id><published>2009-09-09T23:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T00:02:34.655+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='m I complainin o WAT ? ? ?'/><title type='text'>???</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;I just wanna come here and stared at my screen with my mind completely blank. My eyes are getting much swollen resulting from too much &lt;em&gt;water drops &lt;/em&gt;drip out of it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; getting much and much harder to think rationally. I knew every action of mind now will resulting me in such a great regret afterward. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Life could be a little simple &lt;/em&gt;I think if we are to act rational &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;everytime&lt;/span&gt;. However God doesn't create &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;everyone's&lt;/span&gt; the same because that's the way to learn understanding and accepting, &lt;em&gt;I think.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;God, if you hear me... I had the most worst day in my life till now.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/em&gt;Seems like triple 9 doesn't applied to me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;afterall&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;I hope my eyes doesn't swell because I still need to work in a few hours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Good &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;nite&lt;/span&gt; everyone.&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/3819550596753023603-6620485393313378510?l=annieyyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/feeds/6620485393313378510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3819550596753023603&amp;postID=6620485393313378510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/6620485393313378510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/6620485393313378510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-post.html' title='???'/><author><name>Annie &amp;amp; Im Choosing Now</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17103650964673144097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XdcN97ES2fg/Txniuqk_2aI/AAAAAAAABnM/2jmO1znnQtg/s220/Photo1855.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3819550596753023603.post-9217395891330473918</id><published>2009-09-06T09:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T09:37:37.096+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goin on . . .'/><title type='text'>Sunday morning...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;It is always good to have a day when you don have to think what will you need to plan for the next second. That's how i feel abt sunday. Every sunday :) Glad to had one every 6 days. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;As usual, I woke up very very early in the am. Says abt ... 6.30am. What d heck am I doin early this time around? Most of my pals and even Andrew is still sound asleep on their bed dream away happily. Yeah, why don u tell me why d heck is that happen!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Anyway, dat doesnt matter b'cos it doesnt anyway. Heheehehee... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;It's 9.17am now and I just started away with this small intro of my sunday morning. Still not sure what kind of content will I need to post out but I ... ehmm oh ya, in a short while (after the morning shower) I'll be heading back to my 2nd home. if u know what I mean... trust me! U won wanna know at all.... &lt;em&gt;hehehee....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I got like :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;1) Last yr packing needed some fine touch up... I had it done like 5/10 and it's another half way to the finishing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;2) The arrangement of forms and broch(s). This has always gets me thinking. Squeezing here, pressing alittle there, hiding some part up there and 'bungkus' some more down in and viola! Everywhere are papers. Papers, papers papers!!!! Still more to come... trust me again you won wanna land in my situation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;3) Reports, reports, reports! Deadline! Deadline! Deadline! Small one, big case, little amount huge figure and etc etc etc .... u know what this means? The range of kinds of reports are from as tiny and little as normal (urgencies) to as important as your kind of performance appraisal. Then do you think I should let anything effect my income and my effort? NOTHING GONNA GET IN THE WAY!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;4) 3 are enough k? How long do u expect me to write on? Come on, I mean this is not a complain list or dat sort of something. It serves as a reminder to an OL k? So, stop hoping to read something that you think you can spread out and makes other interested in it and gets me into trouble. Why do some people think like dat ah???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I think I just heard my washing machine send out signal saying &lt;em&gt;'hey, Im done with your thing inside my mouth. Now get rid of them!'&lt;/em&gt; Thanks machine :) Im coming. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Bye everyone, take good care of your healthy and practice good hygiene.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;P/S : Btw, i 'painted' all words blue b'cos it's been some times that I didnt do dat. Feels good. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3819550596753023603-9217395891330473918?l=annieyyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/feeds/9217395891330473918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3819550596753023603&amp;postID=9217395891330473918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/9217395891330473918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/9217395891330473918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/2009/09/sunday-morning.html' title='Sunday morning...'/><author><name>Annie &amp;amp; Im Choosing Now</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17103650964673144097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XdcN97ES2fg/Txniuqk_2aI/AAAAAAAABnM/2jmO1znnQtg/s220/Photo1855.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3819550596753023603.post-190028099640098980</id><published>2009-09-03T00:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T01:51:58.707+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goin on . . .'/><title type='text'>Im in! Im in! Im really in!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/Sp6q-nSFkqI/AAAAAAAAAIg/yw2rzhltwUI/s1600-h/confirmation+of+reg.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376922997800407714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 307px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/Sp6q-nSFkqI/AAAAAAAAAIg/yw2rzhltwUI/s400/confirmation+of+reg.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/Sp6qrp2LMtI/AAAAAAAAAIY/1em_EQ2u_08/s1600-h/confirmation+of+reg.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Yahoooooooooooo&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Yahooooooooooooo&lt;/span&gt;.................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Gues&lt;/span&gt; what? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; registered and it's my first time. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;goin&lt;/span&gt; to attend the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Sabah&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Bloggers&lt;/span&gt; Gathering in Imperial International Hotel, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Kota&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Kinabalu&lt;/span&gt; on 31st Oct 2009. Time as at 6.30pm till 10.00pm. What do you say? I hardly knew anyone of the blogger in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Sabah&lt;/span&gt; (except &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Jacq&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; WC which I recently &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;just&lt;/span&gt; bumped back) then I request to join the gathering. Someone must have say &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; crazy or stupid or ... whatever! Say what you want but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;goin&lt;/span&gt; anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Althought&lt;/span&gt; I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; manage to get in top 50 (they get to go in for F.O.C) but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;anyway&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; still very, very happy to received &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Jacq's&lt;/span&gt; reply. Thanks &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Jacq&lt;/span&gt;. As at now there are 64 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;bloggers&lt;/span&gt; attending the gathering and I also hope the number will keep counting. As I read from the site, they organised it every year and I get to join it this year. How lucky ... I mean I really want it. But now... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; having difficulties. The line just get no better. The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;PPP&lt;/span&gt; line 'gone'! I cant access into any &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;webpages&lt;/span&gt; further than what &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; current standing here. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;Aarrhhh&lt;/span&gt;... what a waste .. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; typing this very precious piece which I need to upload &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;Jacq&lt;/span&gt; confirmation of my registration.&lt;br /&gt;- 12.51am. -&lt;br /&gt;That is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;abt&lt;/span&gt; 10 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;mins&lt;/span&gt; after the should-not-happen interruption, i finally get back my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;PPP&lt;/span&gt; line. Do you... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;haiiii&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;pls&lt;/span&gt; don make me say this anymore... ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Anyway, forget those things. I had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;doin&lt;/span&gt; these few days. I mean these one two days. I manage to check out a few of those top &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;bloggers&lt;/span&gt; from around Malaysia here. Namely ... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;hmm&lt;/span&gt;.. I don remembered their name but check out their &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;blogsite&lt;/span&gt;. So long like you are typing in every single day. Interesting. Like &lt;a href="http://www.kennysia.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;kennysia&lt;/span&gt;.com&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.nicolekiss.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;nicolekiss&lt;/span&gt;.com&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.redmummy.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;redmummy&lt;/span&gt;.com&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.fourfeetnine.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43"&gt;fourfeetnine&lt;/span&gt;.com&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.sixthseal.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44"&gt;sixthseal&lt;/span&gt;.com&lt;/a&gt;. They are just a few from 7 people who will be shown in Project Alpha. If &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_45"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_46"&gt;goin&lt;/span&gt; to put in a comparison between theirs and mine, it's like you need to go more than the other half of the world to find me. :( sob sob....&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'll just be me and continue with what will be me. Whatever I said. It's a Halloween Costume party and everyone is invited to wear a costume or at least a mask. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_47"&gt;hmm&lt;/span&gt;.. how should I wear?? What should I use instead? Maybe these types! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/Sp6p4vUd_-I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/G3cp243ITrA/s1600-h/face+mask.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376921797367037922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 105px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/Sp6p4vUd_-I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/G3cp243ITrA/s400/face+mask.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_48"&gt;hahahaa&lt;/span&gt;.... don worry. I knew which one. Don worry too much k? ;) Anyway, I do not know what should i do other than always check out AA to see if they come out with yet another offer or not. Then I need to make a quick move on grabbing those &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_49"&gt;airticket&lt;/span&gt;. Maybe I should take bus and book Andrew's seat as well. He'll keep me company and maybe we can go together. I'll ask &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_50"&gt;Jacq&lt;/span&gt;. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_51"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; know yet if he (whom is not a blogger) could join in.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I think this blog will need to end here. I can hardly open my eyes now. They two &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_52"&gt;pandai&lt;/span&gt;2 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_53"&gt;tutup&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_54"&gt;sendiri&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_55"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; willingly let this happen. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Anyway &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_56"&gt;Sabahan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_57"&gt;bloggers&lt;/span&gt;, if ya wanna join in the fun, make sure you check out this &lt;a href="http://www.caneeliea.com/"&gt;page&lt;/a&gt; as it will lead to the registration of registry. To you all &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_58"&gt;Sabahan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_59"&gt;bloggers&lt;/span&gt; out there, here is just a piece of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_60"&gt;infos&lt;/span&gt; that maybe you had missed out. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Good &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_61"&gt;nite&lt;/span&gt; everyone. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- signing out at 1.48am -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3819550596753023603-190028099640098980?l=annieyyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/feeds/190028099640098980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3819550596753023603&amp;postID=190028099640098980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/190028099640098980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/190028099640098980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/2009/09/im-in-im-in-im-really-in.html' title='Im in! Im in! Im really in!!!'/><author><name>Annie &amp;amp; Im Choosing Now</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17103650964673144097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XdcN97ES2fg/Txniuqk_2aI/AAAAAAAABnM/2jmO1znnQtg/s220/Photo1855.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/Sp6q-nSFkqI/AAAAAAAAAIg/yw2rzhltwUI/s72-c/confirmation+of+reg.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3819550596753023603.post-8945495303630760871</id><published>2009-08-31T07:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T08:24:44.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy birthday Malaysia :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Happy holiday everyone :D&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 glad to know it's a holiday on our national day. Apart of get-the-rest day, I also entitled for  get-to-do-what-I-wanna-do day. So, very very syok lo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sis has off wit her beloved for a Isuzu marching parade (do u get what I mean ah?). Why? Because he drives a Isuzu D-Cab. Nice :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Mom's off with a few frens to do what they wanna do. Well, it's just like every other time that they had those planning of doin something they do together. Im not surprise because 'aunt-es' nowadays got more and more activities (healthy activities like joggin together, shopping together, visiting sick people, yum cha... etc... etc... etc..) much more than we mid-adult do (do you get what i mean ah?). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Im in front of my pc at home. Surprise u? Don be cos in a short while I'll be ready for my office. Surprise? Pls don be. It's like my second home and &lt;em&gt;you'll always go back home rite? &lt;/em&gt;That's what i do and proud to still do it :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Im wondering what other pals are doin in this holiday. A coll of mine has took off to Lahad Datu. She might come back in the evening. Yesterday afternoon another went off to Tawau and I think she is comin back today. Am not sure what is the time. So, it's just me and me alone here. What's men doin now ah?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;See ya all later ... have a really good holiday today :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3819550596753023603-8945495303630760871?l=annieyyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/feeds/8945495303630760871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3819550596753023603&amp;postID=8945495303630760871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/8945495303630760871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/8945495303630760871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/2009/08/happy-birthday-malaysia-d.html' title='Happy birthday Malaysia :D'/><author><name>Annie &amp;amp; Im Choosing Now</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17103650964673144097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XdcN97ES2fg/Txniuqk_2aI/AAAAAAAABnM/2jmO1znnQtg/s220/Photo1855.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3819550596753023603.post-1322379877560036481</id><published>2009-08-28T00:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T11:34:53.838+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goin on . . .'/><title type='text'>Sabahan Bloggers Gathering :D</title><content type='html'>Yahoooo....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im just scanning thro a few's frens blogs when I came across this ad from JacQ's (Rid's wifey) page. I wonder how good is the gathering? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Top 50 bloggers whom register with JacQ get to go in free! So good! I wanna try go there but I had no frens. Never mind, Rid will be goin definitely. So, why not!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;em&gt;the above are written on ... hmmm... how long ah... oh ya! two nite ago :D sleepy lo so didnt finish and post it up).&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally manage to get the instruction written but the 'association' fulfill and am now waiting for Jacq's reply. Feels great to know that I can join ... if i can join! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully I can. Hopefully no planning will come place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im waiting :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3819550596753023603-1322379877560036481?l=annieyyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/feeds/1322379877560036481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3819550596753023603&amp;postID=1322379877560036481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/1322379877560036481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/1322379877560036481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/2009/08/sabahan-bloggers-gathering-d.html' title='Sabahan Bloggers Gathering :D'/><author><name>Annie &amp;amp; Im Choosing Now</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17103650964673144097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XdcN97ES2fg/Txniuqk_2aI/AAAAAAAABnM/2jmO1znnQtg/s220/Photo1855.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3819550596753023603.post-4550887240048624205</id><published>2009-08-26T19:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T23:43:51.092+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goin on . . .'/><title type='text'>peaceful days....</title><content type='html'>Today is yet another day I can breath out loud after working hours. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thumbs up :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last nite my right eyes upper lid feels like 'jumping' for overnite. Yeah, yeah, I know you must think what such a not so sense things in the world but try imagine that your eye upper lid feels like kena cucuk jarum. Like dat la. Like the urat tarik2 my eye. Aiyah... hard to explain la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Result for co Gap Analysis had came out today. I went down as usual (or I expected). 53 marks over 100. Hai.... I wonder how the clever person did so well and she's 86 over 100. She is really good. Every month's case study, she would never fail to score the top spot. She is so good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didnt manage to check out another two coll of mine. I bet they are doin good as well. Im always the last to get good result. Slow learner but Im consisten. Consisten in learning. Should have give myself a pat on the back. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SM asked if I was interested to go to kk this Sat wit her and VS. Of cos Im interested but Im cant leave my work should I be asking to do so. Then I cant confirm her on the attendance. I havent been seeing Dino for like ages. Since early of this year till now. She must have change abit liao. Like grow bigger? hehehehe... anyone reading this and knew her, don tell her pls. Thanks. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jess and I had lunch today. Feels like been so long we havent had the opportunity to sat down and talk for a while. She was like doesnt look like she is that healthy. Like she has been ill for sometimes. I knew there is something that she had been goin thro now but I wasnt the right person that she felt is the right time to tell or right person to tell. Then let her be. Push to know more or too much might cause her to felt really hurt. Im no that kind of person and as well I need to commit to my motto :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"&lt;em&gt;You had no right to talk about other people so dont talk about them!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started to like those phrase more and more. Because they remind me to always be cautious with people around and do not talk too much. Because talk too much means 'leak' too much. I tried not to be the one who leak out much no matter what I said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People respect me for they trust me and they think Im the positive effect for them. I am actually. Why disappoint them? Why disappoint myself instead? I am not goin to let myself say to myself that &lt;em&gt;Im regret&lt;/em&gt; ever, ever again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U'll be my witness. Tell me Im wrong but I will stay to my point and especially my motto. Good nite everyone. Take good care and practice daily good hygiene.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3819550596753023603-4550887240048624205?l=annieyyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/feeds/4550887240048624205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3819550596753023603&amp;postID=4550887240048624205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/4550887240048624205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/4550887240048624205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/2009/08/peaceful-days.html' title='peaceful days....'/><author><name>Annie &amp;amp; Im Choosing Now</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17103650964673144097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XdcN97ES2fg/Txniuqk_2aI/AAAAAAAABnM/2jmO1znnQtg/s220/Photo1855.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3819550596753023603.post-2730872538537351938</id><published>2009-08-24T20:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T20:31:58.794+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='m I complainin o WAT ? ? ?'/><title type='text'>It's just a line between +ve &amp; -ve</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I can be very emo. Very very emo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I received a thing today and from that second on I felt very very bad abt it. Then I understand that life is just a line between positive result or negative result. This is not all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The most important thing is will it hurt other ppl. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I learned from that very breath, human need to protect themselves more than animal do. Because when you don't you'll never be the same. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Nothing can describe how I really felt now. This is all that filled in my mind now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3819550596753023603-2730872538537351938?l=annieyyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/feeds/2730872538537351938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3819550596753023603&amp;postID=2730872538537351938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/2730872538537351938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/2730872538537351938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/2009/08/its-just-line-between-ve-ve.html' title='It&apos;s just a line between +ve &amp; -ve'/><author><name>Annie &amp;amp; Im Choosing Now</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17103650964673144097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XdcN97ES2fg/Txniuqk_2aI/AAAAAAAABnM/2jmO1znnQtg/s220/Photo1855.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3819550596753023603.post-1098589468167874001</id><published>2009-08-22T00:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T09:51:42.600+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goin on . . .'/><title type='text'>It's saturday again...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Feels like it's been so long that I had no Sat at all. I kep thinking when was the last time i had my sat. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Well, I was away on the last sat for an exam in Kch but im back very short time also. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;.... &lt;em&gt;the above are written on last nite since I was on facebook waiting for my plant ready to harvest.... then i felt sleepy and save it up.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;9.30am. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Im in front of my pc and had NOTHING in my mind to post into my blog. In fact, Im waiting for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;KitChai&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; in bitefight to finish his hunting. :D Ever wonder how I become so aggressive? Not really, AndrewK start it first then I lost it's life because I didnt take care of it. So, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;KitChai&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;  is the previous creation I had and I make an attempt to replace AndrewK's one. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I had breakfast with my mom and sis this morning and got back just now. When I was parking into the parking space, i heard this song which is really nice. Im searching for it now....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;AndrewK is still asleep at his home. He must be very tired yesterday. Anyway, time for Sat and Sun now is more flexible for me. I had the morning time to myself and stayin at home is more relaxing. Thumbs up for the time! :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Im still searching for the song. Not sure if the singer is the one on my screen now. Wait ya... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My sis is sitting there having the time of her life watching news on tv. To her, gettin control on the remote and flexible accessibility to her bed is like in heaven. hahaha.... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I had to stop here. I'll let you ppl if I got the right song. ... I'll get the right one anyway. :D See ya ppl. Take good care. Practice good hygiene and bye. :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3819550596753023603-1098589468167874001?l=annieyyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/feeds/1098589468167874001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3819550596753023603&amp;postID=1098589468167874001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/1098589468167874001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/1098589468167874001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/2009/08/its-saturday-again.html' title='It&apos;s saturday again...'/><author><name>Annie &amp;amp; Im Choosing Now</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17103650964673144097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XdcN97ES2fg/Txniuqk_2aI/AAAAAAAABnM/2jmO1znnQtg/s220/Photo1855.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3819550596753023603.post-2417282945723435030</id><published>2009-08-18T23:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T00:23:33.656+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal someone'/><title type='text'>The life goes on...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Im back from Kch for a few days now and so far everything is running just ok but cannot be too sure abt anything.&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 missed out Yoga classes abt 6 lesson. Mdm Chung told me I need to come back very very often to catch back on those lessons. Well, when i need to travel then I really had no choice but to let the class go. Now, that courses are over (finally), I need to get back on my track. Life is not for those easy one. Put in alittle more effort and the tree shall be healthy and fruitful.  :D &lt;em&gt;why I ever bother to think abt this??!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sometimes i think my &lt;em&gt;abang&lt;/em&gt; was too often in my house already. Like he stay in my house. I love him and that's no doubt abt it. But... kinda missed out from his frens already. Am i doin badly abt this? I mean did I handle it too bad?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;People said tie-ing too tight will indirectly make sure that person's gonna run away. Will wanna run away or even dying to run away. haiiiii.... Im not good ke la. I knew ke la. How leh.... ???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3819550596753023603-2417282945723435030?l=annieyyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/feeds/2417282945723435030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3819550596753023603&amp;postID=2417282945723435030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/2417282945723435030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/2417282945723435030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/2009/08/life-goes-on.html' title='The life goes on...'/><author><name>Annie &amp;amp; Im Choosing Now</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17103650964673144097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XdcN97ES2fg/Txniuqk_2aI/AAAAAAAABnM/2jmO1znnQtg/s220/Photo1855.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3819550596753023603.post-8256048030827520467</id><published>2009-08-17T00:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T01:45:25.261+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goin on . . .'/><title type='text'>Back from Kuching, Sarawak.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Last friday I went out from Sdk again!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This time Im heading toward Kch. Anyway, there aint no direct flight over to it so I stay a nite in KK. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I called Jelly to see if she's free to have a little chat at nite wit me in my room but due to some unforeseen decision, she wasnt able to do so. I wasnt angry or anything. In fact, I need her to be very honest with me because this will help and yes definitely make our frenship last longer. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Well, even Jelly wasnt able to accompany at nite, she took me to have our dinner and I was thrilled because she took the time to be with me and she said she rejected two frens to be with me. Such a fren i had there :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Jelly &amp;amp; i wasnt like any frens out there. Jelly is one of my long-distance fren and I had a few long-distance frens which I really like and Jelly is one of them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Then Im back to my room abt 10pm plus. With lots and lots of books on my bed, I slept just like that for the next 5 hours before I woke up (dragged myself up) and went for a short bathroom chorus. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;At abt 5.45am, I was already downstair having my breakfast. It's a real express one. 10 mins and I headed to KK LCC. Lilly sms me when I am havin b/fast. She's on the way. True enough, I met her in the airport and abt 10 mins Jenny arrived as well and all three of us boarding into departure hall waiting for departing to Kch. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This time we are goin as a students. Real workign student and I knew I will never be any good as previous test. Haiiii.... as if I felt abit 'sai hei' giving me so many good things. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The test went well for 4 hours and 10 mins. KH gave us another 10 mins because on and off she jumped in to give us 'bonus marks'. heheheheee.... It's actually some of the Qs never had it's answer written in the sheet. So we were granted bonus point for abt hmm.... 4 Qs.  :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I didnt manage to check in Kch - KK or even KK - Sdk. Anyway, I make it to the airport on time. Life is good if you dont ask too much because obviously it gives you alot but you just never noticed. You 'look' too far. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I once asked myself '&lt;em&gt;am I happy / content with the life I had?' &lt;/em&gt;Then again... Im thinking. I was reluctant to give a 'yes' to myself. I felt abt uneasy telling myself yes. Like I don feel what my mind want me to say. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So, I look in deeper into my life's aspects. My family, yeah! I feel good having my family members. My job, no problemo... Im happy I had this job. &lt;em&gt;'great job comes great responsibilities'.&lt;/em&gt;  I like how this sound in Spiderman. My frens, who cares. We all had our lives to lead on. My love, hmmm.... i don know. Sometimes you need to acept not only him but everyone and everything abt him. Im actually in the center of a difficult situation. It's kinda complicated. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Anyhow, tomorrow marks the beginning of a new working days again. Rather following everything exactly the same. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I'll see you ppl tomorrow. Good nite. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3819550596753023603-8256048030827520467?l=annieyyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/feeds/8256048030827520467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3819550596753023603&amp;postID=8256048030827520467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/8256048030827520467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/8256048030827520467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/2009/08/back-from-kuching-sarawak.html' title='Back from Kuching, Sarawak.'/><author><name>Annie &amp;amp; Im Choosing Now</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17103650964673144097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XdcN97ES2fg/Txniuqk_2aI/AAAAAAAABnM/2jmO1znnQtg/s220/Photo1855.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3819550596753023603.post-2678718440515093532</id><published>2009-08-03T23:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T23:55:01.605+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goin on . . .'/><title type='text'>Im here in my bro's home..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This week mark he last time I will ever need to travel to KL for a short course or training. Im actually glad because I dont have much time to pay more attention to my works seriously. I cant afford to still stay in RM400 stage. Two years and it's time to upgrade seriously. I hope it will help then.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;He had gone back into his odd action again. I felt alittle disappointed. Thro I should feel abit sad but the feel and smell of disappointing is all surrounding me that it's the only smell I ever sense ... more odd is I cant even smell my body odour. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I still wonder that trigger his 'maddness'. What happen inside his body that suddenly heat up and release the whole thing out. I really wonder why and how. Im so speechless after his first 'non-filteration' words. I fet like there is nothing I wanna talk abt anymore. I just wanna stay silent for the rest of the conversation. Im really so speechless.... Boy, am I felt really bad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I ended the phone call badly as well. Not even a bye was heard. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Frankly speaking, Im alittle tired abt it. Im mentally tired of thinking he will change his attitude and his bad behaviour. Im physically tired of looking at him and persuade myself that the guy I love so much will change for the sake of me. Persuade myself to think he will better or at least not anymore like he was now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Im tired already. I think maybe Im not fit for a relationship anymore. Im not anymore the type that can live with people anymore. I had problem maybe. Guess this is the sign to rest awhile. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Im tired. I'll rest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3819550596753023603-2678718440515093532?l=annieyyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/feeds/2678718440515093532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3819550596753023603&amp;postID=2678718440515093532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/2678718440515093532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/2678718440515093532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/2009/08/im-here-in-my-bros-home.html' title='Im here in my bro&apos;s home..'/><author><name>Annie &amp;amp; Im Choosing Now</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17103650964673144097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XdcN97ES2fg/Txniuqk_2aI/AAAAAAAABnM/2jmO1znnQtg/s220/Photo1855.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3819550596753023603.post-3483552435162363178</id><published>2009-07-24T00:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T00:43:18.746+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goin on . . .'/><title type='text'>A week but life still lead on</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It's been a week BHT had leave everyone with their own aim still holding strong. Some want justice and other just want to live a normal life they had before. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;CWS is one of them in the centre and desperately want to live her life on. Honestly I will not be able to hold on if it's for me. I will not be able to stand up again and face the days alone. I will not be as like her. Im praying for her. Yeah, Im praying everyday for her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Everyone needs alittle support every now and then. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Everyone needs a shoulder to lean on. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Everyone needs ears to listen to them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;CWS, please hold on. Please stay strong. Sometimes it's ok to cry and it's ok to cry for a few days and it's ok to cry so loud and so expressful. It's ok to do so. After you cry, please please please get on your feet and do the things you usually do. BHT will be looking on you. He will be much much sadden if you are sad. He will be much much hurt if you are hurt. Same, he'll be much much happy if only you are happy. If only you still can go on. Please go on your life. Please. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It is sad. I knew. I knew because I lost one before. I knew how it was. Believe me cos it happen in front of my eyes. I know how you do the usual things but he is not around. I knew how it feels to think he will come back but he won. I knew how you wish it was a dream and you'll wake up now. I knew how you still stare at his clothes, belonging and everything that belongs to him. I knew how you feel when you think of his voice and how he smile, laugh, frown and how his warm hands feels. I knew the feel. I just knew. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Im praying everyday for your and your child. Please stay strong. Remember you had those good sweet memories that stay forever in your mind. Tell him you won forget and you will live well. I pray for you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3819550596753023603-3483552435162363178?l=annieyyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/feeds/3483552435162363178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3819550596753023603&amp;postID=3483552435162363178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/3483552435162363178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/3483552435162363178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/2009/07/week-but-life-still-lead-on.html' title='A week but life still lead on'/><author><name>Annie &amp;amp; Im Choosing Now</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17103650964673144097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XdcN97ES2fg/Txniuqk_2aI/AAAAAAAABnM/2jmO1znnQtg/s220/Photo1855.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3819550596753023603.post-9038209770944943853</id><published>2009-07-21T00:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T00:22:39.263+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal someone'/><title type='text'>Im 29 and love by people around me...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Today's 8pm news (mandarin version) touches my heart so deep. It teaches me to think that in my life I should appreciate more works done, love more souls, care more feelings and do more that I should have done since at the beginning. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I won discuss with you what is the content of the news but to have two person together is definitely not an easy faith. It's a God's faith and to be able to get marry and be a loving couple is a deeper version of God's faith. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;During when we were kids, we would love the attention from someone different gender. It's because the caring and loving (we thought) will be much, much visible to us then the normal caring and loving we ever received from families and friends. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Then when we were teenagers, we still love the attention but more greedy. We would like to be able to shine like a star and at the same time able to 'show' people how we are care and love. Often this annoy our friends around us. This as well worries our family. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;By this time, it's time to meet the world, .... we still want the care and love but this time we want it our way. We want to have our career first and else thing all have to stay behind. we want to work and work and work so everything have to make way for our plan. This has put a big ignorance for the people around us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;There is a saying "When we look back, none of anything that we had till now are brought by money". I am so agree to it. To be able to have families members, to love by a strangers and care by frens are just one great big faith God had planned for us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;While nobody know how long this faith will last, keep appreciating, caring and loving all you had because when it is gone, it's gone. You won be able to cry it back, or beg it back, or caught it back or turn back the time. It's gone and it's gone. You'll only find piece of it in your memories. If you can only found it in your memories and think of it once in a while and crying regretting the wasted time you had already lost, I suggest you start now to change the way your once work on. You won have so much 10 years in your life to waste.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I would want to say Im sorry for the 'couple'. Im truly am. Girl, you need to be very tough. Please stay on and live on well. There is a little live there soon to be with you.&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/3819550596753023603-9038209770944943853?l=annieyyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/feeds/9038209770944943853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3819550596753023603&amp;postID=9038209770944943853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/9038209770944943853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/9038209770944943853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/2009/07/im-29-and-love-by-people-around-me.html' title='Im 29 and love by people around me...'/><author><name>Annie &amp;amp; Im Choosing Now</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17103650964673144097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XdcN97ES2fg/Txniuqk_2aI/AAAAAAAABnM/2jmO1znnQtg/s220/Photo1855.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3819550596753023603.post-9067344423320797103</id><published>2009-07-15T00:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T01:02:27.681+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goin on . . .'/><title type='text'>Jenny, where r u???</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I cant seems to find my idol site in facebook which is really a disappointing. I tried but it still don work. Then again, I might drop her an email and just wait for her reply. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ok, I'll do that. I'll do it now. Not much to say nowadays because my big plan needs to wait till next week. Wait till the big boss is back. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Sleepy now. Tomorrow will yet be another big and fine day. I hope...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Good nite everyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3819550596753023603-9067344423320797103?l=annieyyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/feeds/9067344423320797103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3819550596753023603&amp;postID=9067344423320797103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/9067344423320797103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/9067344423320797103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/2009/07/jenny-where-r-u.html' title='Jenny, where r u???'/><author><name>Annie &amp;amp; Im Choosing Now</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17103650964673144097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XdcN97ES2fg/Txniuqk_2aI/AAAAAAAABnM/2jmO1znnQtg/s220/Photo1855.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3819550596753023603.post-7582650084427485573</id><published>2009-07-13T23:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T23:22:10.201+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goin on . . .'/><title type='text'>Mission accomplished... ! ;)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/SltPqlIwSzI/AAAAAAAAAG8/oaQuoZp0HmE/s1600-h/DSC03190.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357963774629268274" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/SltPqlIwSzI/AAAAAAAAAG8/oaQuoZp0HmE/s200/DSC03190.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Autobot's mission accomplished. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;;D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This pic is the one &amp;amp; only pic I can share so far. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Revealing to you my 2nd succeed mission. Two of my big boss are here for a short but fulfilling visit. Sorry.. details of the visit are not allow to disclose but this visit will sure let me know that I had something which I really need to pay alot of attention. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyway, Im glad to see Doreen and SH. Hopefully for many, many days to come, I will always be in Sandakan when she comes around. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;good nite everyone :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&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/3819550596753023603-7582650084427485573?l=annieyyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/feeds/7582650084427485573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3819550596753023603&amp;postID=7582650084427485573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/7582650084427485573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/7582650084427485573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/2009/07/mission-accomplished.html' title='Mission accomplished... ! ;)'/><author><name>Annie &amp;amp; Im Choosing Now</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17103650964673144097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XdcN97ES2fg/Txniuqk_2aI/AAAAAAAABnM/2jmO1znnQtg/s220/Photo1855.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/SltPqlIwSzI/AAAAAAAAAG8/oaQuoZp0HmE/s72-c/DSC03190.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3819550596753023603.post-3734951026244196037</id><published>2009-07-12T23:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T00:41:14.818+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goin on . . .'/><title type='text'>A short trip to Kuching, Sarawak, Malaysia.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;I just got back from a very short trip to Kch. Stayed a nite in BKI on fri nite. This time I stayed alone because K.Zi will be on maternity leave soon and she is not allow to leave for long trip. So, Im alone lo but... I Not Stupid la. (remember this words).... I had Rachel came and overnite with me. She is abit thin. I mean thinner than the last time I saw her. That's alittle too bad. The more bad news was I didnt get the pics we took together from her phone. Too bad, too bad. Anyway, we'll get in touch again soon. Very soon. :)&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pics I took on the morning Im leaving Kch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/SloOgkG8p6I/AAAAAAAAAGs/wMM5AXfmjj0/s1600-h/DSC03112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357610659322046370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/SloOgkG8p6I/AAAAAAAAAGs/wMM5AXfmjj0/s320/DSC03112.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;The perfect view (in my opinion) to see those 'miaos'. They are actually in the mid of the main road of the town. Situated right in the triangle bricks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/SloKoCOxWzI/AAAAAAAAAGc/JBjFiXgbB20/s1600-h/DSC03115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357606389620497202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/SloKoCOxWzI/AAAAAAAAAGc/JBjFiXgbB20/s320/DSC03115.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Then, I saw McD in front of me. It's with a 2nd floor full glass length view. Just the perfect spot to catch some more pics before I leave and Im very eager to have that McEgg. I was hesitated to try any. I got the meal I want alright but I didnt get that nice spot. A bunch of kids took that place and it looks like a little play place for them. Walking down the stair looking abit disappointed but I had to accept it.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/SloKd7NNnLI/AAAAAAAAAGU/-kxBkOV_7uQ/s1600-h/DSC03119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357606215936220338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/SloKd7NNnLI/AAAAAAAAAGU/-kxBkOV_7uQ/s320/DSC03119.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt; Here I am looking the best with Ronald.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/SloKWY7yajI/AAAAAAAAAGM/h8F15_B410U/s1600-h/DSC03121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357606086477244978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/SloKWY7yajI/AAAAAAAAAGM/h8F15_B410U/s320/DSC03121.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; One of the view while Im in the taxi goin up airport.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/SloKEOGVBkI/AAAAAAAAAGE/wXt9Y8fbf_k/s1600-h/DSC03122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357605774331020866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/SloKEOGVBkI/AAAAAAAAAGE/wXt9Y8fbf_k/s320/DSC03122.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; One of Kch airport 'external' view.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/SloJ8GHQsaI/AAAAAAAAAF8/XC3ImAolJ1A/s1600-h/DSC03125.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357605634748494242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/SloJ8GHQsaI/AAAAAAAAAF8/XC3ImAolJ1A/s320/DSC03125.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Kch airport 'internal' view.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/SloI7FqiuwI/AAAAAAAAAFs/Y37PL-eZUSM/s1600-h/DSC03126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357604517936544514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/SloI7FqiuwI/AAAAAAAAAFs/Y37PL-eZUSM/s320/DSC03126.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;My luggage. Just a sling bag and a plastic bag. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/SloIn6Pp8EI/AAAAAAAAAFk/1xhx07Qt3iU/s1600-h/DSC03128.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357604188453466178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/SloIn6Pp8EI/AAAAAAAAAFk/1xhx07Qt3iU/s320/DSC03128.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; Newly renovated KKIA. Partial of it's external view. Just nice. I almost didnt recognize it as I didnt see anymore 'old' structure of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/SloH-HLebmI/AAAAAAAAAFc/I2MLE8oGjWU/s1600-h/DSC03131.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357603470371090018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/SloH-HLebmI/AAAAAAAAAFc/I2MLE8oGjWU/s200/DSC03131.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt; Taken in KKIA waiting for my flight at 1240. Im kinda chubby rite? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And finally, Sandakan ... Im back. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;P/S : Fyi, tomorrow mark the very important two event will take place. No disclosure. It will be reveal after the event. Wish me good luck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Good nite everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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/3819550596753023603-3734951026244196037?l=annieyyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/feeds/3734951026244196037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3819550596753023603&amp;postID=3734951026244196037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/3734951026244196037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/3734951026244196037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/2009/07/short-trip-to-kuching-sarawak-malaysia.html' title='A short trip to Kuching, Sarawak, Malaysia.'/><author><name>Annie &amp;amp; Im Choosing Now</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17103650964673144097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XdcN97ES2fg/Txniuqk_2aI/AAAAAAAABnM/2jmO1znnQtg/s220/Photo1855.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/SloOgkG8p6I/AAAAAAAAAGs/wMM5AXfmjj0/s72-c/DSC03112.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3819550596753023603.post-3457581309955135865</id><published>2009-07-08T00:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T00:29:18.521+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goin on . . .'/><title type='text'>Equal for blogspot &amp; blue..</title><content type='html'>Im just as loyal to blogspot as I am to &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;BLUE&lt;/span&gt; color. There is are NO specific reason to why i love blogspot so much. Maybe (it was in my mind all the time) this is how I can tell you what happened, happening and will happen to myself and the road Im leading. Very true and very honest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, Im not the type that can express my 'things' verbally. Never! Sometimes frens around me tend to get 'lost' in what I said. Some others interpreted wrongly and some even felt asleep listening to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could be this is the reason I started to write it out and keep myself holding to the title "Faithful Listener". Im not sure but I can tell you Im good at listening and often you don feel you cant tell me anything. Probably because I cant provide answers to the trouble or provide solutions for their problem. hahahaa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im sleepy now. Oh ya, today is not my day. I got hurt. U know what, always be careful when you play around with words. It could hurt invinsibly. Ok, let's not go so details. Imagine you help a fren and in return she said ahhmmm... things like she should have ask for other person's help instead of yours. I got stunned awhile because I never expected that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anway, it's a past and today is yet another fine day for me to create a history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good nite everyone... really need some rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya, this sun ... think Im goin to WYK to buy my Yoga mat. I did a very short Yoga exercise just now at home and without that mat, it's a No - No to almost every moves.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3819550596753023603-3457581309955135865?l=annieyyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/feeds/3457581309955135865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3819550596753023603&amp;postID=3457581309955135865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/3457581309955135865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/3457581309955135865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/2009/07/im-just-as-loyal-to-blogspot-as-i-am-to.html' title='Equal for blogspot &amp; blue..'/><author><name>Annie &amp;amp; Im Choosing Now</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17103650964673144097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XdcN97ES2fg/Txniuqk_2aI/AAAAAAAABnM/2jmO1znnQtg/s220/Photo1855.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3819550596753023603.post-4165006496070287612</id><published>2009-07-04T20:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T20:28:40.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I hate the fact I am</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I love how I can express it in written words. I can just almost write my feel. I can almost create a movie with my imagination. I can think of a beginning and how most of the stories end sadly. That's me. I just think things negatively. I can think of the heroine die or just makes people cry. I can think of how the hero create a bad image and just makes the people hate him and pity for the heroine. :D That's just me. Im so sorry but that's just me. Anyway, I still love how I think and how my imagination fall into people's heart and break them. I didnt mean to but that's just me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Today I make a silly mistake asking a stupid question. Thinking was actually out of the topic because emotion really controls everything. I said " Why didnt you listen to my call?" &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 didnt you just pick up the call? I called alot of times, don you know that?"&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 did you do that? Was there someone there for you? If you really don wanna pick up my calls then don pick up anymore ever!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;. . . . .  My W801i was slammed and shut off. I hated what I had done afterward but I didnt regret. hmm . . . . yeah! I didnt regret but I really hate it. Hate it because I will then turn it on again after a short while because Sharon's gonna call me abt 9pm. We got a date. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Oh boy... will tomorrow be the final day for a couple here? Then on Monday two more single is goin into SC (Single Club) again. Will tomorrow the judgement day? I had no idea but I had really mixture mind toward a new relationship. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;. . . Im not gonna say too much because I experienced a twist result after spilling out too many opinions and it turns out my fren says Im a really jerk or a complete face - changing guy. Damn it... I hate dat. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Tell me Im not wrong doin so because too many times will encourage negative future. That is why I always think of breaking up a relationship because I cant help myself always had a overwehelming imagination and did the stupid things I always did. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Don blame me. Im just me like that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3819550596753023603-4165006496070287612?l=annieyyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/feeds/4165006496070287612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3819550596753023603&amp;postID=4165006496070287612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/4165006496070287612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/4165006496070287612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-hate-fact-i-am.html' title='I hate the fact I am'/><author><name>Annie &amp;amp; Im Choosing Now</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17103650964673144097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XdcN97ES2fg/Txniuqk_2aI/AAAAAAAABnM/2jmO1znnQtg/s220/Photo1855.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3819550596753023603.post-6112503219927830683</id><published>2009-07-04T00:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T00:26:11.949+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Words are hard to express....</title><content type='html'>I tried very hard to arrange and re-arrange it again and again but I still failed to utter it out. I tried other ways for instead to 'indirectly' utter it but I still failed to take the first step. I end up feel very hurt and pain. Feels like .... I don wanna write anymore. I wanna take a break. I feel so hurt. Very very hurt indeed. teach me how to break up pls...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3819550596753023603-6112503219927830683?l=annieyyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/feeds/6112503219927830683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3819550596753023603&amp;postID=6112503219927830683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/6112503219927830683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/6112503219927830683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/2009/07/words-are-hard-to-express.html' title='Words are hard to express....'/><author><name>Annie &amp;amp; Im Choosing Now</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17103650964673144097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XdcN97ES2fg/Txniuqk_2aI/AAAAAAAABnM/2jmO1znnQtg/s220/Photo1855.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3819550596753023603.post-8043306393300785919</id><published>2009-06-21T19:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T20:36:12.266+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='m I complainin o WAT ? ? ?'/><title type='text'>My schedule up to now</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I've completed partial of what I've written for June 09. Another six more months to go before i hit the 30's opening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinda excited when to think about. Well, next week... Esther's mom is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;comin&lt;/span&gt; back again. On 23rd. Just for a short 3 days 2 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;nites&lt;/span&gt; stay with her baby. I never thought baby could be such an encouragement to do something so consistently. Anyway, it's good for KC. She need to consistently do what she is now practicing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then on 27&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;, it's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;PG's&lt;/span&gt; wedding day. She got a nice banquet waiting for us in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Sabah&lt;/span&gt; Hotel. Men will be fetching both PL and myself. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;havent&lt;/span&gt; got a nice cam but hopefully my SE W810i shot nicely &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;dat&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;nite&lt;/span&gt;. I wonder who will i meet that day too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kit will be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;goin&lt;/span&gt; for his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;fren's&lt;/span&gt; wed on 03rd Jul. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Dat's&lt;/span&gt; Mag's big day. I wonder how long had I not say birthday as birthday and keep relate it to big day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kit's sis went back here just d &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;wedn&lt;/span&gt; passed. Spent a few &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;nites&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;strollin&lt;/span&gt; around &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Sdk&lt;/span&gt; and back to her home to have a few good hours talks. I seen her like it was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;last&lt;/span&gt; year when she came back for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;CNY&lt;/span&gt; and spent &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;abt&lt;/span&gt; 7 days here and went back finally for her career. (I love saying this word).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her name is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Yiki&lt;/span&gt;. Kit's two cousins also came back already. Will probably be staying here for another one and half year. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;SYee&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;SJing&lt;/span&gt;. They both looks more like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;frens&lt;/span&gt; than sisters. Different characters and different looks. One talkative and one silencer. One elegant and one sporty type. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;hahahahaa&lt;/span&gt;.... Cant &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;describe&lt;/span&gt; more. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this point, I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; really mess with them &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt;. Maybe &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; still not so close to them. I kinda had the habit of knowing well before getting close. Anyone whom I get close with before I knew them well, will not last long. Anyhow, this kind of relationship is very rare in so far (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;pls&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;TW&lt;/span&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sen will be arrive back tomorrow morning. i heard it's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;goin&lt;/span&gt; to be a week here. Alfred, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;ur&lt;/span&gt; mommy is coming back !!!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;hurrayyyyy&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;yahooo&lt;/span&gt;...... Will he let me hold him then....???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I mentioned that I had my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;pc&lt;/span&gt; brainwash??? Which I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; meant that to happen but according to Bin, there are about 200++ of virus, wares and malicious inside my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;pc&lt;/span&gt; to which it could means like a huge ant nest. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;Waoooo&lt;/span&gt;... gruesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the only thing he can 'save' for me is the pics but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; of them got deleted. Which &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; not surprise. &lt;sob,&gt;.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to stop now. I need all those songs back. Which ever is are deleted, I need them back. sob &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;sob&lt;/span&gt; sob sob sob sob ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moral of this incident, always back up your files before the got 'brainwash'.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3819550596753023603-8043306393300785919?l=annieyyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/feeds/8043306393300785919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3819550596753023603&amp;postID=8043306393300785919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/8043306393300785919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/8043306393300785919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-schedule-up-to-now.html' title='My schedule up to now'/><author><name>Annie &amp;amp; Im Choosing Now</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17103650964673144097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XdcN97ES2fg/Txniuqk_2aI/AAAAAAAABnM/2jmO1znnQtg/s220/Photo1855.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3819550596753023603.post-4836068021215210743</id><published>2009-05-27T00:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T20:36:40.059+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goin on . . .'/><title type='text'>My pc is goin down very soon....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;After serving for almost 5 years, it' time to re-charge. He indeed need to rest and mentally-makeup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His lil son also been doin very good. Now both of them need to rest. First, Im bring them to a body check up. Im still thinking whom should I take them to. There are so many people out there that say they can provide the best but Im still very concern abt how they are treat at there. I want them to get the best pamper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still most of all, I need them to be at their best after a good spa and had enough rest. Hehe... Im still using their services as at now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope they can stand till before I make a move to Kul early of June 09. By the time I got back, I want to see them great and well. Ready to serve again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im tired now. Need to rest my own. :) Good nite everyone...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3819550596753023603-4836068021215210743?l=annieyyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/feeds/4836068021215210743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3819550596753023603&amp;postID=4836068021215210743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/4836068021215210743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/4836068021215210743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-pc-is-goin-down-very-soon.html' title='My pc is goin down very soon....'/><author><name>Annie &amp;amp; Im Choosing Now</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17103650964673144097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XdcN97ES2fg/Txniuqk_2aI/AAAAAAAABnM/2jmO1znnQtg/s220/Photo1855.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3819550596753023603.post-729246175461382961</id><published>2009-05-24T17:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T17:51:58.058+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goin on . . .'/><title type='text'>June - Dec 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sunday afternoon, such a fine but hot afternoon. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; ... yeah, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; here sitting &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;IFO&lt;/span&gt; my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;pc&lt;/span&gt; (almost malfunction... it's gonna be very soon). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Updating on the coming events will happen soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;June -&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;1) 5 days 4 nights training week (2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; week) in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Kul&lt;/span&gt;, HQ. 1st stop in H/Office then in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Menara&lt;/span&gt; MT. Most probably I'll be back on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;fri&lt;/span&gt; morning. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;2) 03&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;, wed dinner in Ocean King. Chow's wedding. Chow's schoolmate in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;SRKSS&lt;/span&gt; and classmate in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;SMTH&lt;/span&gt;. Looks like more than 20 years friends already. He is one of the many that married and live happily ever after.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;3) 27&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;PG's&lt;/span&gt; wed dinner in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Sabah&lt;/span&gt; Hotel. PG is my schoolmate in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;SMKSM&lt;/span&gt;. PG are one of those not-so-close but willingly share on the her daily life. Really happy for her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;4) 25&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;, my dad BIG day. If he would be here, then we might be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;goin&lt;/span&gt; out for dinner together. Or... I might be not here in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;SDK&lt;/span&gt;. I might be in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;S'wak&lt;/span&gt; or W/&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;M'sia&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;July -&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;1) &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Sis's&lt;/span&gt; double big day and mom big day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;2) 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; trip to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;Kch&lt;/span&gt; on 11&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;. Tiring but have too for the sake of my career. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;August -&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;1) Another 5 days 4 nights in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;Kul&lt;/span&gt;. Yes, training week on 1st week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;2) 2 days trip (3rd trip) to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;Kch&lt;/span&gt; on 22&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt;. Exam in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;kch&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;September -&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;1) REST!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;2) Finally REST!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;3) &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; finally REST!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;4) 15&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;, Elaine's big day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;October -&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;1) Finally &amp;amp; 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; trip to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;Kch&lt;/span&gt;. 10&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;2) After this trip, it's officially complete on company training and meeting trips in 2009.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;3) 24&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;, Sharon big day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;4) 30&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;bro's&lt;/span&gt; big day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;5) 31st, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;Sumen's&lt;/span&gt; big day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;November -&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;1) Sammy's wed on 21st in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;BKI&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;2) Johnny's wed on the SAME day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;3) AK &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;Wui's&lt;/span&gt; wed on the SAME day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;4) &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;hmmm&lt;/span&gt; . . . . I don remember lo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;December -&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;1) I don remember any particular things around here...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;2) &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;Hai&lt;/span&gt; . . . . don wanna think lo....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I'll update you all around every month should I remember... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;hahahaha&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/3819550596753023603-729246175461382961?l=annieyyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/feeds/729246175461382961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3819550596753023603&amp;postID=729246175461382961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/729246175461382961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/729246175461382961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/2009/05/june-dec-2009.html' title='June - Dec 2009'/><author><name>Annie &amp;amp; Im Choosing Now</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17103650964673144097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XdcN97ES2fg/Txniuqk_2aI/AAAAAAAABnM/2jmO1znnQtg/s220/Photo1855.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3819550596753023603.post-491235770244377374</id><published>2009-05-24T01:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T17:53:29.268+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='m I complainin o WAT ? ? ?'/><title type='text'>I start again...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Today is 23rd May 2009, Sunday morning.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sitting in front of my pc and did little bloggin. (Did I actually do that?) I don know but hell... who cares. I'm just someone who desperately wanna say something in my own way. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I guess Andrew is still busy with his PSP now sitting on his bed concentrating and trying damn hard to pass every level up and up and up... By now I should have noticed he did really like games more than he loves me. Not that I jealous but too much concentration = addicted! That's one big f*** in serious business. His addiction could come to worst = not going to work. Not going to bath or even eat! Now I wonder why in the 1st place I did so much for him. Then the phrase "Was it worth?" came to my mind. Then this big smile came to my face. Craving just the perfect picture that show happiness-not-guarantee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;21st was Jess big 20th day. Nic and I brought her just the perfect gift a sister can ever give. Something she likes and she will be able to use for a long, long time to come (if she takes good care of it).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/Shg0kS9GiHI/AAAAAAAAAEo/gL2U833NdAc/s1600-h/DSC02948.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339075156415776882" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/Shg0kS9GiHI/AAAAAAAAAEo/gL2U833NdAc/s200/DSC02948.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/Shg0ehO3ISI/AAAAAAAAAEg/kxipAkWBzao/s1600-h/DSC02949.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339075057169146146" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/Shg0ehO3ISI/AAAAAAAAAEg/kxipAkWBzao/s200/DSC02949.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/Shg0ZYkQjlI/AAAAAAAAAEY/bmNYeN_Irw0/s1600-h/DSC02950.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339074968943627858" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/Shg0ZYkQjlI/AAAAAAAAAEY/bmNYeN_Irw0/s200/DSC02950.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We brought her her favourite character, Hello Kitty lunchbox and non-slip mat. She definitely like the non-slip mat but lunchbox doesn't seems to take her heart. Kids will always be kids. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I just think life is very very short to worry too much abut physically. Everyone deserve pampers mentally. But nowadays people are thinking too much as to how to take good care of their physical. I felt the more we ever concern abut P, that's when the M decrease drastically. Somehow we lost the sense to think logically then we tend to take what we felt comfortable with ourselves. Even it's prohibited but laws ourselves or the country, we just want what we want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too bad. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3819550596753023603-491235770244377374?l=annieyyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/feeds/491235770244377374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3819550596753023603&amp;postID=491235770244377374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/491235770244377374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/491235770244377374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-start-again.html' title='I start again...'/><author><name>Annie &amp;amp; Im Choosing Now</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17103650964673144097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XdcN97ES2fg/Txniuqk_2aI/AAAAAAAABnM/2jmO1znnQtg/s220/Photo1855.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/Shg0kS9GiHI/AAAAAAAAAEo/gL2U833NdAc/s72-c/DSC02948.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3819550596753023603.post-6907048967467633273</id><published>2009-05-05T11:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T17:53:08.452+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goin on . . .'/><title type='text'>PuiGin's Wedding Website</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;I don know how u feel when you read my headline there but it's more than just read it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;In fact, I finished exploring and exploiting the whole pages. So nice. So nice!!! I don mean the concept created for it but for the type of ppl like me, I definitely will be talking abt pics. Those pics are different from most wed pics that I saw (don you ever, ever compare it with Jenny Sun's pics). Very simple and elegantly shown. I like how the whole environment makes everything so soft and fragile. It feels like so valuable that the moment you hold on to it, handle it with care or face the breakage consequences. PG was so elegantly shown where mostly her soft side well expose and the groom, Justin (it's the first time I saw him ... merely a face to face one) is so relaxingly simple but very well effected the whole moment. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;I like the idea of greeny, bluey and whitey blend up. Blend well enough to express the soft - gentle - everlasting feel for me. Im not sure do they really went into the jungle to capture the green light but if you could imagine in the midst of greeny environment with the soft shine from the sun (those ray... appear lightly but work) there's a lady dress is white, perfectly gentle looking the around and posing lightly. I cant express how much wonderful feels I had inside myself by looking at her wed pics. Let me remind you, those are wed pics and it is so everlasting feel. I might feel bore looking 3rd 4th or 5th time on wed pics but this will be more than my fingers can calculate. Ppl will be amazed at how soft wed pics can be with one creative mind. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;Still, I think she miss out one thing. I like Jenny's idea of capturing the wonderful rings of both bride and groom. This are everlasting too... They follow where the couple lead. If they think water and nature represent they love story, their wonderful made in heaven rings is also one of the elements hold their eternity. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;Cant wait to see her in person. So happy for her. Congratulation again PuiGin. &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/3819550596753023603-6907048967467633273?l=annieyyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/feeds/6907048967467633273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3819550596753023603&amp;postID=6907048967467633273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/6907048967467633273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/6907048967467633273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/2009/05/puigins-wedding-website.html' title='PuiGin&apos;s Wedding Website'/><author><name>Annie &amp;amp; Im Choosing Now</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17103650964673144097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XdcN97ES2fg/Txniuqk_2aI/AAAAAAAABnM/2jmO1znnQtg/s220/Photo1855.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3819550596753023603.post-1026485846555169575</id><published>2009-05-05T00:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T00:20:13.592+08:00</updated><title type='text'>D 1st e-post of my blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family:times new roman, new york, times, serif;font-size:12pt"&gt;&lt;DIV&gt;Testing! Testing! Hello? Hello?&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;If I got back to my blogpage and found this ... voila!&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;The magical will begin! hahahah....&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;Just wait... &lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;        &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3819550596753023603-1026485846555169575?l=annieyyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/feeds/1026485846555169575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3819550596753023603&amp;postID=1026485846555169575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/1026485846555169575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/1026485846555169575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/2009/05/d-1st-e-post-of-my-blog.html' title='D 1st e-post of my blog'/><author><name>Annie &amp;amp; Im Choosing Now</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17103650964673144097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XdcN97ES2fg/Txniuqk_2aI/AAAAAAAABnM/2jmO1znnQtg/s220/Photo1855.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3819550596753023603.post-8107865541850868965</id><published>2009-03-20T00:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T00:28:30.971+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goin on . . .'/><title type='text'>1201am, 20th Mar 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Happy 29th birthday Annie. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Im counting the days when I will finally reach 30 years old. Well, it's already less than 364 days and counting. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;I just got back from an early celebration with two of my 'good pals'. Good in this term is mean u can always have a comfort talk with them. They will always listen and say something back but bear in mind that each person will have a different view.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;They actually pour in a little celebration for me in a pub where we used to go alot in previous time. I got a mango pudding cake and a pair of silver earring which is very delightful. I mean, they are really so thoughtful. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Although the feeling to be back in the usual place are alot diff but I still see those good old familiar faces. Like Sean, Edward (it's been a very long time I didnt see this guy), Hiung, Jimmy, Dic and etc etc etc... These are the people around during my ups and downs (indirectly affected my life). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;In abt a few hours, I will have Nic, Jess and WY to celebrate my day with me. hehehe... I knew they did planned something on me but what was dat? Im not either know. Let it be. I wonder how many of my schoolpals will ever remember my day. I'll tell you ppl tomorrow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Rite now, Im glad to have be in 29 and Im proud of it. Next year, im make something different. Another way round. Instead of .... I will ......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;hahahahaa... don crack ur head think of the blank I left in above. You ppl will know next year or else where is the excitement!!??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Thanks again Vv and Nat. Thanks alot pals for remembering and make me realising that you ppl are still around after all this time. Thanks cant show alot but let me say THANK YOU again and again and again.&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/3819550596753023603-8107865541850868965?l=annieyyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/feeds/8107865541850868965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3819550596753023603&amp;postID=8107865541850868965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/8107865541850868965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/8107865541850868965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/2009/03/1201am-20th-mar-2009.html' title='1201am, 20th Mar 2009'/><author><name>Annie &amp;amp; Im Choosing Now</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17103650964673144097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XdcN97ES2fg/Txniuqk_2aI/AAAAAAAABnM/2jmO1znnQtg/s220/Photo1855.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3819550596753023603.post-4246157413175224118</id><published>2009-03-15T01:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T02:15:58.439+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goin on . . .'/><title type='text'>Travelling again next month...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I've been travelling twice in two month. Early of the month. Each time, I spent a week in KL and went back in d 2nd week. That's when I started to put myself completely into work. I mean, I havent got much time cos I'll be goin off again the next month and not return! Until the 2nd week again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;As far as I concerned, that's the arrangement put in for all new online staffs. TLK, THF, AM and I were the last batch under 'offline' into 'online' category. Else, every other had aready long been into there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I find it's another big responsibilities when you had the same responsibilities as the other branches. I mean, they look at you as if they look at the rest. They put hope into you like they put hope into the others. They depend on you the same style they depend on the other. They even EXPECT the same expectation they put into the others. Why wont I be surprise!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I came back on 10th Mar and been puttin my head and mind into work rite away. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I havent rest down and do my own stuffs or share the goin-on in KL. All I knew when Im back was to work reluctantly. People here expect me to show more dedication and commitment into my work. And I expect myself to transform my work into my career. How? I need to go thro wit it and then I'll tell you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I learned the same system but alot of other things which I can learn and spread abt the news. Alot more that I can answers when Qs popped in. Alot more that just a single Q when it comes. So much more than Im afraid that I held too much responsibilities that my quality of works start to drop slowly. That's a threat to me! Yeah, Im afraid it's totally true!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Next month Im goin off again to KL. This time personal matter. I'll be back for chinese Old Soul's day. I stay abt 5 days there but my leave is until 09th April 2009. Means, I still be able to do my own things despite Im back in Sdk already. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I need to take care my of loan. If possible, I will settle it by mid of 2010. Holding too much debts in hand will only be an obstacles when it comes to properties purchase one day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Today is already 15th and another 5 more days is my big day :D What should I give to myself? I accompanied Jess few days ago into a clothing shop and she was actually looking for a cigar box (metal type) for her bf. Im just duing, duin duin around. ahahahaha.... Then this dress draw to my eyes. Knee length dress with bareback. Ribbon tie around with full cover at the front. Very nice. Not very expensive cos it's almost the same price as my other dresses. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Should i buy it for myself? heheh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I'll think abt it. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Note : Baby Taz is doin ok. He's with me every nite now. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3819550596753023603-4246157413175224118?l=annieyyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/feeds/4246157413175224118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3819550596753023603&amp;postID=4246157413175224118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/4246157413175224118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/4246157413175224118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/2009/03/travelling-again-next-month.html' title='Travelling again next month...'/><author><name>Annie &amp;amp; Im Choosing Now</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17103650964673144097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XdcN97ES2fg/Txniuqk_2aI/AAAAAAAABnM/2jmO1znnQtg/s220/Photo1855.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3819550596753023603.post-4608074357146195665</id><published>2009-02-20T23:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T23:56:06.463+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal someone'/><title type='text'>My 2009 Valentine gift...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/SZ7QO7IRvEI/AAAAAAAAAD8/qACy834uYYE/s1600-h/DSC02919.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304906365898177602" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/SZ7QO7IRvEI/AAAAAAAAAD8/qACy834uYYE/s320/DSC02919.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello, this is Taz pillow. Kit brought this from SV for me insistently and there is left with 1. Then I hardly see any other Taz's items. I wonder why is it so popular-not!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/SZ7P7AKKZGI/AAAAAAAAAD0/BuwD8kFf3zs/s1600-h/DSC02917.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304906023650878562" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/SZ7P7AKKZGI/AAAAAAAAAD0/BuwD8kFf3zs/s320/DSC02917.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/SZ7PxGZ-0SI/AAAAAAAAADs/cY6Sv-eUHbQ/s1600-h/DSC02917.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This was given to me way back in January. My favourite. Did u see it? It got Taz inside. heheheee.... I wont wanna use it at all. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/SZ7PPLC_LJI/AAAAAAAAADk/q_KmrH0bpPQ/s1600-h/DSC02915.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304905270659329170" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/SZ7PPLC_LJI/AAAAAAAAADk/q_KmrH0bpPQ/s320/DSC02915.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Introducing... my baby Taz. Isnt he adorable. My val present presented to me as I step out from the departure hall. This one get my guy jealous. He said I was so into baby Taz that I hardly pay him any attention at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In return I gave Kit a card with notty2 words written inside. I mean, it wasnt I wrote it ... pre-written there.... so nice cos it's just like door knob hanger. I want him to use it every nite... hehehee.... "please do not disturb! naughtiness in progress.... " hahahahaa.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love him &amp;amp; I hate him... ;) Only he knew why. &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/3819550596753023603-4608074357146195665?l=annieyyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/feeds/4608074357146195665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3819550596753023603&amp;postID=4608074357146195665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/4608074357146195665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/4608074357146195665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-2009-valentine-gift.html' title='My 2009 Valentine gift...'/><author><name>Annie &amp;amp; Im Choosing Now</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17103650964673144097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XdcN97ES2fg/Txniuqk_2aI/AAAAAAAABnM/2jmO1znnQtg/s220/Photo1855.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/SZ7QO7IRvEI/AAAAAAAAAD8/qACy834uYYE/s72-c/DSC02919.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3819550596753023603.post-9019905456821040746</id><published>2009-02-18T00:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T00:57:52.167+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goin on . . .'/><title type='text'>It's goona be a very busy time ahead from now onward...</title><content type='html'>I just came back Kul on a week course and boy... u won got a clue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was awesomely busy and tired. I had no shopping done at all and I wasnt interested in anything other than the bridal fair exhibition. Well, get back to my course. It was a product knowledge course which is a onward learning process. I was back in Head Office every weekdays just like the usual working time and off as usual as well. Well, it was more or less like Im working anyway. The only differences is I was actually stationed in Concorde (which is nearer) than my home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about the bridau fair, those bridal gown was awesome and kinda make me wanna put them on. Really nice on the pics and those recent talk-about &lt;strong&gt;Gu photos&lt;/strong&gt;, they are really nice and kinda like forever-ever-after feel to me. Waooo... those are really interesting and beautiful. It was held for three days in Mid Valley. This is my second time in the exhibition hall and 1st time is the 'job-seeking' venture inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Im back and it's WAKE UP time! I still got about 12 days before i need to head back to Kul again for 2nd course cum annual dinner cum branch activities awayday. Hahaha.... a rushing schedule but I like it. Sounds challenging to me (I mean mentally) but dat way, I can manage my time perfect alittle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rite now here in SDK, I need to prepare for the awesome things to happen before any in Kul. pweeuu... :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3819550596753023603-9019905456821040746?l=annieyyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/feeds/9019905456821040746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3819550596753023603&amp;postID=9019905456821040746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/9019905456821040746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/9019905456821040746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/2009/02/its-goona-be-very-busy-time-ahead-from.html' title='It&apos;s goona be a very busy time ahead from now onward...'/><author><name>Annie &amp;amp; Im Choosing Now</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17103650964673144097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XdcN97ES2fg/Txniuqk_2aI/AAAAAAAABnM/2jmO1znnQtg/s220/Photo1855.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3819550596753023603.post-7305115897829183652</id><published>2009-02-05T01:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T01:45:21.296+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal someone'/><title type='text'>my latest updated blog site...</title><content type='html'>:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luv 'my' new look. Do u?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always never had much time until today which I purposely drag some times here after I finish some of my office works. Not been here for such a long time and kinda missing it already. Wonder how I can drop my time away so long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next week Im goin to my H/Office for a week training. Flying over on 08th and finish on 13th. But as according to calendar, Thaipusam is on 09th and that's mean Kul is on holiday. Will there be any training on that day? I havent a clue yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it will be a tiring and boring week. Tiring in the day and boring in the nite. hahahahaa.... never satisfied. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bang2 went to bed abt half past midnite. Tired I guess. He gain weight and so am I. I love him. so much.... love, love, love him so much.... hahahahaa.... when u r in my shoes, u'll feel how much u wanna say it. :) it makes me happy everytime I said it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE HIM.... :)&lt;br /&gt;. . . good nite everyone . . .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3819550596753023603-7305115897829183652?l=annieyyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/feeds/7305115897829183652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3819550596753023603&amp;postID=7305115897829183652' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/7305115897829183652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/7305115897829183652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-latest-updated-blog-site.html' title='my latest updated blog site...'/><author><name>Annie &amp;amp; Im Choosing Now</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17103650964673144097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XdcN97ES2fg/Txniuqk_2aI/AAAAAAAABnM/2jmO1znnQtg/s220/Photo1855.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3819550596753023603.post-3745879160504559216</id><published>2009-01-16T14:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T16:02:21.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Because you love him/her... then you are willing...</title><content type='html'>I've been very eager to sign in here and type my words but when Im here... I lost my direction. I lost what was it takes to give out. Suddenly i didnt know id writing it down was afterall a good idea. I just dont know.&lt;br /&gt;Dinner tonight at 7pm in SRC. HWC's wed. Yeah, dat old pal from SMTH. His wife is my junior from SMK SM. I hate telling myself everything will be alrite and we'll be as happy as last nite at his home. V curled up like little puppies laughing at each other non-stop. I hate the fact I had to face dat he wasnt as nice as I knew.&lt;br /&gt;I hate myself for willingly obey and accept him. I hate myself for loving him. I hate myself for forgiving him dat he hurts me again and again.&lt;br /&gt;All because I love him. How hurt is loving a person! How much love hurts u when u make one decision to keep loving dat person thro u know he's not rite.&lt;br /&gt;Blame myself for the bad some feeling I had for him. Why cant i fight back when he got angry? Why cant I shout back when he wanna shout? In fact, all I even think was am I not good enough? Where is the shortness?&lt;br /&gt;I hate myself for keep loving him....&lt;br /&gt;but, . . . I still love him :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3819550596753023603-3745879160504559216?l=annieyyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/feeds/3745879160504559216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3819550596753023603&amp;postID=3745879160504559216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/3745879160504559216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/3745879160504559216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/2009/01/because-you-love-himher-then-you-are.html' title='Because you love him/her... then you are willing...'/><author><name>Annie &amp;amp; Im Choosing Now</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17103650964673144097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XdcN97ES2fg/Txniuqk_2aI/AAAAAAAABnM/2jmO1znnQtg/s220/Photo1855.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3819550596753023603.post-2662566642403334860</id><published>2008-12-24T16:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T16:55:33.576+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal someone'/><title type='text'>... ... ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;"DON'T YOU THINK CALLING HERE SO MANY TIMES ARE SO NUISANCE.. ?!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How hurt is the heart compare to the flooding tears..... Im still working here. Then again, I need to hold it from falling out. How pain is ur heart can u say??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3819550596753023603-2662566642403334860?l=annieyyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/feeds/2662566642403334860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3819550596753023603&amp;postID=2662566642403334860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/2662566642403334860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/2662566642403334860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post.html' title='... ... ...'/><author><name>Annie &amp;amp; Im Choosing Now</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17103650964673144097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XdcN97ES2fg/Txniuqk_2aI/AAAAAAAABnM/2jmO1znnQtg/s220/Photo1855.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3819550596753023603.post-6728661436579031995</id><published>2008-11-25T09:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T09:42:34.384+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='m I complainin o WAT ? ? ?'/><title type='text'>Thinking of doin something for myself... when?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;There seems to be alot things which I wanna do but then I didnt take the time to realization doin it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;A lot of times I wanna stay by the beach (either in Manukan, Sipadan or even outside M'sia. U name it ... sure it looks beautiful) and do nothing while staring at the sea.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Stayin in David's B&amp;amp;B for a few days doin nothing but staring at the greeny field in Kundasang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Or just enjoy the chatty nite away with a couple of moderate pals in Laban Rata and stare at the starry, starry nite....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I just wanna feel cosy and warm free from hazardous surrounding with robotic things and lifeless items. Free from crowded places especially shopping centre. Especially historic places during especially peak times. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I had the intention to go up Genting because I never been there before. Not that I love the surrounding. I hardly love playing games alot. Guess Im a very laid-back person. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Thinking will always be thinking when I dont do it. i know it perfectly well. And. . . Im still only thinking. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3819550596753023603-6728661436579031995?l=annieyyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/feeds/6728661436579031995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3819550596753023603&amp;postID=6728661436579031995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/6728661436579031995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/6728661436579031995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/2008/11/thinking-of-doin-something-for-myself.html' title='Thinking of doin something for myself... when?'/><author><name>Annie &amp;amp; Im Choosing Now</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17103650964673144097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XdcN97ES2fg/Txniuqk_2aI/AAAAAAAABnM/2jmO1znnQtg/s220/Photo1855.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3819550596753023603.post-2792440500136189247</id><published>2008-11-14T11:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T11:21:36.953+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='m I complainin o WAT ? ? ?'/><title type='text'>I got shot ... 1 in a mil...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;How does it feels? . . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;1) Kinda confused cos it's not my error but not cust error either. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;2) Kinda mad cos I got the blamed but had to 'eat' it anyway. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;3) Kinda regret cos I may have careless on this matter. No doubt abt it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;4) Kinda small cos Im so powerless. I got upper and uppper authority.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;I didnt sleep well last nite cos my mind was full of how to fix this matter. I mean if it was me ... of cos I could be as mad as I can imagine and could be very, very much irritating. I don blame them for being so 'openly expressing'. I take whatever they say but never personally. It's rather a feedback showing where is the leaking of the best going. I may not be able to fix the leaking but i can prevent myself from going the same way and stepping into the leaked area. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;There is alot of prevention and the matter is all coming back to myself if I wanna take up the innitiative or not. It's not so hard. Practice make perfect. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;I always tell myself I need to adapt the life but never be a follower in problems or matter. I adapt to the culture but can always change myself to be better in among. Learn to follow the order and rules but never blindly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;I can tell myself a million or billion or trillion things but telling will never change a thing. The only thing matter is start pushing myself.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3819550596753023603-2792440500136189247?l=annieyyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/feeds/2792440500136189247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3819550596753023603&amp;postID=2792440500136189247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/2792440500136189247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/2792440500136189247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-got-shot-1-in-mil.html' title='I got shot ... 1 in a mil...'/><author><name>Annie &amp;amp; Im Choosing Now</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17103650964673144097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XdcN97ES2fg/Txniuqk_2aI/AAAAAAAABnM/2jmO1znnQtg/s220/Photo1855.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3819550596753023603.post-8232634771614228000</id><published>2008-11-13T14:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T11:09:21.466+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goin on . . .'/><title type='text'>Hugh, wer r u buddy???</title><content type='html'>Hugh!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where r u? Where are those pics u promise??? After u left us in here . . . and u forget abt ur promise? I should have knew this. How could u??? Come on buddy... spend some times on us k? Don just manage ur businesses. Take ur time to rest and those PICS.... Email them over SOONEST!!!! Knew u will not be free when u got back. Should have take things in my hand. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is this guy now? Restaurant, Laundry, the firm or d sundry..... Never mind. He grew up so much. Knew nothing is more important than family and business. I agreed and definitely support. Anyhow, I wish one day he'll bring his gf back. Regardless of races and religious. Im open to that. :) Happy for him actually.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3819550596753023603-8232634771614228000?l=annieyyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/feeds/8232634771614228000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3819550596753023603&amp;postID=8232634771614228000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/8232634771614228000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/8232634771614228000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/2008/11/hugh-where-r-u-where-are-those-pics-u.html' title='Hugh, wer r u buddy???'/><author><name>Annie &amp;amp; Im Choosing Now</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17103650964673144097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XdcN97ES2fg/Txniuqk_2aI/AAAAAAAABnM/2jmO1znnQtg/s220/Photo1855.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3819550596753023603.post-3270504164768747697</id><published>2008-10-28T17:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T11:23:13.450+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal someone'/><title type='text'>My first :) .....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;I thought he will never gave me one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Never cross my mind that he will really brought one but little disappointment there cos all he gave as a reason is "It's cheap ma!" Damn!!!! Wasn't that so ugly. ... What an ego guy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Anyway, he really mean to gave me then why not! After all, I really think all man should have gave one to the one he loves. Regardless of mother, aunt or just a close &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;fren&lt;/span&gt;. Don wait! By the time u really wanna gave then it might be too late. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;I haven't move the pic yet. It's still sit in my hp very neat and nice. Get me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;lookin&lt;/span&gt; always all the time when I'm free. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Let me describe a bit. It's more than a dozen with red and white in color. Really nice. All of them haven't bloom yet. Really nice but it won sit very long before they all become dry. :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;I cant stop laughing when he gave that to me. I'm so speechless and all I can do is only look at it and back to him and verse vice and still laughing non stop. I admit I'm little surprise and at the same time very happy that it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;happened&lt;/span&gt; to me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Hey.... I checked back this page and I didn't say what was it isn't it? It's roses. Wrapped nicely and beautifully as he presented to me. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Wait till u &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ppl&lt;/span&gt; see it when I post it up... :) Really nice :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3819550596753023603-3270504164768747697?l=annieyyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/feeds/3270504164768747697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3819550596753023603&amp;postID=3270504164768747697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/3270504164768747697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/3270504164768747697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-first.html' title='My first :) .....'/><author><name>Annie &amp;amp; Im Choosing Now</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17103650964673144097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XdcN97ES2fg/Txniuqk_2aI/AAAAAAAABnM/2jmO1znnQtg/s220/Photo1855.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3819550596753023603.post-1537910680741761784</id><published>2008-08-27T14:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T15:00:07.929+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal someone'/><title type='text'>Feeling can sometimes hard to tell...</title><content type='html'>Our relationship has been goin ups and downs and it's in fact a very normal reaction for the on-going days coming to a year full.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've been talking abt marriage, babies (lots of them... hahahahaaaa) and living together in a big group. I like the fact that he is very down to earth and that's really something I will see everyday on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can plan but everything is still up to God for arrangement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im... on the other hand... thinking of another someone. I don call that unfaithful but he keeps popping in my head. I found myself looking forward to see him during my lunchtime but ... I never seen him once at all. I found myself hoping he'll want to see me too but guess that never will never happen. I found myself daydream abt him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For god sake, I didnt do anything. I don had his contact number nor did I ever take any initiative to purposely look for him. I still love Kit. This guy, it's just someone I meet along my way. We'll soon reach a point where our direction are different. I dont want to change a thing at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faith will not lie. Things are meant to be at it's place at it's time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3819550596753023603-1537910680741761784?l=annieyyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/feeds/1537910680741761784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3819550596753023603&amp;postID=1537910680741761784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/1537910680741761784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/1537910680741761784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/2008/08/feeling-can-sometimes-hard-to-tell.html' title='Feeling can sometimes hard to tell...'/><author><name>Annie &amp;amp; Im Choosing Now</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17103650964673144097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XdcN97ES2fg/Txniuqk_2aI/AAAAAAAABnM/2jmO1znnQtg/s220/Photo1855.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3819550596753023603.post-2972736755834698571</id><published>2008-08-22T09:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T09:46:10.956+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goin on . . .'/><title type='text'>I thought Im good at managing stress.... :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330099;"&gt;I am definitely not. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330099;"&gt;This time it's so stress I wish I could :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330099;"&gt;1) Move out from my house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330099;"&gt;2) Resign.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330099;"&gt;3) Break off a relationship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330099;"&gt;4) Hide away. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;No wonder some people commit suicide. Stress can be a good killer after all.&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/3819550596753023603-2972736755834698571?l=annieyyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/feeds/2972736755834698571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3819550596753023603&amp;postID=2972736755834698571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/2972736755834698571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/2972736755834698571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-thought-im-good-at-managing-stress.html' title='I thought Im good at managing stress.... :)'/><author><name>Annie &amp;amp; Im Choosing Now</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17103650964673144097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XdcN97ES2fg/Txniuqk_2aI/AAAAAAAABnM/2jmO1znnQtg/s220/Photo1855.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3819550596753023603.post-2117733179752768823</id><published>2008-08-06T09:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T10:29:26.651+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goin on . . .'/><title type='text'>All the happy event along the year....</title><content type='html'>I gettin pretty excited abt the coming times. D soonest stop is KC's wed on Sept08. Wao... never see dat comin but dat is jz great. Awesome... now v r able to group together again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wonder who will attend . . . whoever that may be ... im sure v'll be excited 2 meet together again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kinda leftout alot from the previous me. Maybe it's due to my absence from Frenster all along the way. It's not that I don intend to go in but from the office, sure not! They 'make a wall' blocking all the external mailbox rite. Then, I need to go online from home but ... brag me... dat line at home, is drivin me crazy along the way. I really felt left all along. Some more, when I tried to post blogs up, it always replied the system somehow are not able to 'capture' my blogs and please try again later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bleeekkkk.... go to h***.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hugh said he'll be back soon. ehhmm... Im not suppose to disclose top secret. Jz soon. He is the only guy I ever talked abt my relationship. I guessed I talked too much abt it. Kinda felt like he will get bore but he just listen very patiencely. What a guy. Last nite, we did sms each other and Im jz update that he grad already and now working full time. hehehe... forgive me and my lacknesses. heheheee....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss all of them whom I knew long time ago... Ynee, Sying, Chan, ... Kien and d twin. I remember Kathy in Bintulu. Helen, the might lady in d big busy city of KL. Jen, d determining one in Kuantan. SuC, all alone in Sibu. KC... oh my god! I left him out most of the time. He is the guy whom lend me his hand in d time I need it. In returned, i left him out. So bad! Damn... how come Im dat **CK** person. I need to find him back. So, **it lo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alot more whom I wish I get to touch back with them. They are d person I grow up with. Oh ya, not to forget SVun and KenZ. Those macho guys in S'pore r definitely enjoyin themselves. Oh ya, AnthonyChang. My once very good pal. I still wonder how could v break it easily. I mean, yeah rite.. I could be wrong but he is not dat far from wrong either. Oh well, I need to find him back again. haiiii.. life is too short to drop anyone out. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you guys....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3819550596753023603-2117733179752768823?l=annieyyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/feeds/2117733179752768823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3819550596753023603&amp;postID=2117733179752768823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/2117733179752768823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/2117733179752768823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/2008/08/all-happy-event-along-year.html' title='All the happy event along the year....'/><author><name>Annie &amp;amp; Im Choosing Now</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17103650964673144097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XdcN97ES2fg/Txniuqk_2aI/AAAAAAAABnM/2jmO1znnQtg/s220/Photo1855.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3819550596753023603.post-3071077428555785010</id><published>2008-08-04T10:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T15:10:05.896+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal someone'/><title type='text'>Here we are ... still goin on...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/SJZxYd5nPMI/AAAAAAAAACY/cVbdNfjXjww/s1600-h/Abang+&amp;amp;+Me.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230492682394483906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/SJZxYd5nPMI/AAAAAAAAACY/cVbdNfjXjww/s320/Abang+%26+Me.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Still looking good and doin fine. I really love him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/SJZxGRJ-ZVI/AAAAAAAAACQ/DwR80OBvlSs/s1600-h/Abang+&amp;amp;+Me.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3819550596753023603-3071077428555785010?l=annieyyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/feeds/3071077428555785010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3819550596753023603&amp;postID=3071077428555785010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/3071077428555785010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/3071077428555785010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/2008/08/here-we-are-still-goin-on.html' title='Here we are ... still goin on...'/><author><name>Annie &amp;amp; Im Choosing Now</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17103650964673144097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XdcN97ES2fg/Txniuqk_2aI/AAAAAAAABnM/2jmO1znnQtg/s220/Photo1855.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/SJZxYd5nPMI/AAAAAAAAACY/cVbdNfjXjww/s72-c/Abang+%26+Me.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3819550596753023603.post-8641913467941715335</id><published>2008-06-09T13:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T11:23:48.570+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal someone'/><title type='text'>I went on a short trip to an Island !!! :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;I never dreamt of one before b'cos previous one wouldnt be so much fun &amp;amp; my new guy is much better. If you knew what I meant. . . . heheheee.... there were this bunch of us wandering around this 'Berhala Darat'. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;It's my first trip and Im pretty exciting abt it. V came to an island where there's nothing there except D rocks, sand and d sea. Yeap u heard me. It was real nice to have been wandering around there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;I went wit Kit, Shar, Tng, Dic, Ken and some bunch of water craze ppl. hehehe... Throwin each other into d sea and another one. That was crazy but it was real fun. D water was so damn salty but it was worth any single minute wit Kit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;I swan and play games on d beach.Tell you what, Dic got buried in d sand because he lost in d game of scissor, rock and ... what was d name ah? Nvm. V got him kinda 'exposed' hahahahaaa..... everyone was having this major fun when everything 'exposed'.... :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;I went home around 6pm++. It's nice been on an island and have to play whole day. Kit said hopefully next year we'll be goin to Selingan. Nice place. :) I wonder how crazy v can be then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3819550596753023603-8641913467941715335?l=annieyyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/feeds/8641913467941715335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3819550596753023603&amp;postID=8641913467941715335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/8641913467941715335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/8641913467941715335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-went-on-short-trip-to-island.html' title='I went on a short trip to an Island !!! :)'/><author><name>Annie &amp;amp; Im Choosing Now</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17103650964673144097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XdcN97ES2fg/Txniuqk_2aI/AAAAAAAABnM/2jmO1znnQtg/s220/Photo1855.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3819550596753023603.post-7893243188083482836</id><published>2008-06-05T09:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T09:22:48.846+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal someone'/><title type='text'>rElAtIOnshIp Is nOt As EAsy As U c....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333399;"&gt;He needs me and I wasnt there. When I found him, it was so much pain in my heart. He said I wasnt there for him and I was nowhere to be found. Seems to him I dont care abt him at all. I didnt talk abt anything and only told him when he asked. I didnt informed or notified him. I did nothing. He was so disappointed. I was so devastated. I tried to cover back but he said it happens and there is no use of cover anything back anymore. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333399;"&gt;There after, I cried the whole nite till dawn. Having only 2++ hours 2 sleep. What did I do? Be not able to be there for someone seems to be wrong to him. I felt so nowhere now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;:(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333399;"&gt;How come I got a feeling dat Im abt to lost that someone AGAIN!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3819550596753023603-7893243188083482836?l=annieyyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/feeds/7893243188083482836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3819550596753023603&amp;postID=7893243188083482836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/7893243188083482836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/7893243188083482836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/2008/06/relationship-is-not-as-easy-as-u-c.html' title='rElAtIOnshIp Is nOt As EAsy As U c....'/><author><name>Annie &amp;amp; Im Choosing Now</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17103650964673144097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XdcN97ES2fg/Txniuqk_2aI/AAAAAAAABnM/2jmO1znnQtg/s220/Photo1855.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3819550596753023603.post-2087114279012586340</id><published>2008-05-08T14:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T15:10:06.234+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Im finally back . . . (I hope...) :(</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/SCKj30V1neI/AAAAAAAAACE/DgdOGVqDD1M/s1600-h/From+915+IV.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197897099277344226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/SCKj30V1neI/AAAAAAAAACE/DgdOGVqDD1M/s320/From+915+IV.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; I like the view of the swimming pool. I (not to say too loud) often get the room rite in front. After my training or meeting, headed back to my room ... there I have it. Lookin out ... boring ... nothing to do after my dinner (instant noodle) ... hahahahaa ... Untill last month I was on a three days course in my h/office as usual but rite that sat ... is our annual dinner and Im needless 2 say ... doin my last min shopping in SW. Well ... not really. I've been to some other malls 2 but Im quite pickle @ some times. I got my dress (our theme is ... Lady In Red). ehhmmm... yeah sure RED! I wanted 2 match it with white cos I got a white shoes and some accesories in pearl-alike to match on. I just need 2 hv a white or pearly color purse. Still, I couldnt get any dress (that's what I planned to wear ... I don care if I had 2 walk a thousand mile 2 get a nicely match my figure dress in RED of cos. @ d end I only manage 2 buy myself a dress upper and lower part is black color and mid part is red with black stripe on. I don mind cos MC said it look nice on me. heheheee.... she's always a good supporter and a great 'discussor' (where dis this word come from?) too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/SCKi3EV1ncI/AAAAAAAAAB0/VhCKWpMb7FE/s1600-h/D+ladies+in+d+nite.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197895986880814530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/SCKi3EV1ncI/AAAAAAAAAB0/VhCKWpMb7FE/s320/D+ladies+in+d+nite.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This is my recent annual dinner in MO Hotel, KL. Nice ah? Pretty girls rite? hehehee... U just cant ask alot. These are part of my ES colls. They are real nice. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I still got alot to post in bt I didnt bring my all those pics are in my pc at home. Wait till I had time then I'll upload the rest of the news. pretty soon. :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;How's my relationship? Pretty nothing much to say... or u can say I don wanna talk abt. Life isnt always fair &amp;amp; smooth as we want it to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I been in lots of ups and downs that I so hate but i just butt my mouth up and cut the damn crib out. Never mind. How ppl treat u is not a matter because it is more important dat how u treat ppl. Don live urself in regret because u did something u never meant to at dat time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3819550596753023603-2087114279012586340?l=annieyyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/feeds/2087114279012586340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3819550596753023603&amp;postID=2087114279012586340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/2087114279012586340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/2087114279012586340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/2008/05/im-finally-back-i-hope.html' title='Im finally back . . . (I hope...) :('/><author><name>Annie &amp;amp; Im Choosing Now</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17103650964673144097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XdcN97ES2fg/Txniuqk_2aI/AAAAAAAABnM/2jmO1znnQtg/s220/Photo1855.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/SCKj30V1neI/AAAAAAAAACE/DgdOGVqDD1M/s72-c/From+915+IV.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3819550596753023603.post-4509531384991529987</id><published>2008-02-21T09:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T09:40:24.221+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='m I complainin o WAT ? ? ?'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today, ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt like I wish to die!!! I know! I know! This word sound so serious but I really felt that way. I had not in a point wanted to mati katak but this is 15th of Chinese Lunar calendar and I really felt that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't feel like Im ever welcome into this world and this is very hard for me. How can I ever say that Im OK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I better stop here or else this whole blog will turn into a non-stop complain blog of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish everyone out there a prosperous 15th day. Happy C-Val Day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3819550596753023603-4509531384991529987?l=annieyyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/feeds/4509531384991529987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3819550596753023603&amp;postID=4509531384991529987' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/4509531384991529987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/4509531384991529987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/2008/02/today.html' title=''/><author><name>Annie &amp;amp; Im Choosing Now</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17103650964673144097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XdcN97ES2fg/Txniuqk_2aI/AAAAAAAABnM/2jmO1znnQtg/s220/Photo1855.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3819550596753023603.post-657990850713619976</id><published>2007-11-24T17:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T01:00:23.481+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal someone'/><title type='text'>Im in a relationship now...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Ever wonder y im not around for d whole month. haha.... Im in a real relationship again. Yeah, 4 real. His name is Andrew. Chinese guy and same age as mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;V were actually schoolmate bt guess I kinda miss his face out. haha... I was surprised he noticed me. I was a perfect dat time and guessed Im not surprised those boys noticed me rather than I ever noticed them. Hehe.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;He is a DeeJay in a lounge, d one my pals frequently visited. Sometimes I joined and sometimes not. It's not abt goin in &amp;amp; drink ourselves to hell bt jz relaxin our mind &amp;amp; soul. When Nat, Sen &amp;amp; I got in, guess wat we do? V play games. D so-called airplane game. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;08th Dec mark our first month. Wonder wat should I do ah??? Wonder should I be there (in his workplace) and accompany him the whole nite. Dat would roughly about 3am and then Im home. Dat would roughly create dark eye shadow and puffy eyes. How ah??? Let me think abt it first&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Im leading a very normal life now. Wit an additional one beside me. Everyday I had a real concrete reason to stay at work till 7pm. 1st, finish most of my work. 2nd, am waiting for him. Fetching me home everyday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;V had very limited time bt very valuable one. So, we really treasure dat 1 hour. I luv chatting wit him in his van while he take me along fetching his workers to work. We had much laugh together and sometimes I jz luv to 'kenakan' him. Teasing words, jokes and even criticsm. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;One thing we luv doin is kissing each other when v seen each other. I luv dat and he luvs dat. Dat one hour talking in his van is jz nothing can ever replace. :) Sometimes I dont felt enough but guessed dat is better than none. Shouldnt have ask too much. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;All my frens and family members are quite worried abt my new relationship cos they saw how i fell down and crawled bc up again. Now Im in another one again and of cos they are very worried. Dat is why I cant let them down. Even if this dont work out fine as I think it should be, I must be able to take care of myself. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;I luv him and that's it. I won wanna say too much cos it only lead to disappointment. So, Im gonna be jz me and luv him for who he is like he luv me for who I am. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;May God bless. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3819550596753023603-657990850713619976?l=annieyyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/feeds/657990850713619976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3819550596753023603&amp;postID=657990850713619976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/657990850713619976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/657990850713619976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/2007/11/im-in-relationship-now.html' title='Im in a relationship now...'/><author><name>Annie &amp;amp; Im Choosing Now</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17103650964673144097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XdcN97ES2fg/Txniuqk_2aI/AAAAAAAABnM/2jmO1znnQtg/s220/Photo1855.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3819550596753023603.post-750419130271843812</id><published>2007-10-29T00:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T01:11:08.397+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal someone'/><title type='text'>1 thing I cant change abt myself . . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Daydream or wat I describe as imagining the impossible! hahahaaaa . . . U shd reli c hw I often sat down &amp;amp; look ahead. Yeah, my face is point at one direction bt my mind is actually wanderin around lookin 4 d things I wish it would happen. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Secretly I tell u wat. . . out of 10 things dat I dreamed abt, 9 of them never even exist. Dat's funny. Waste of time if u ask me. Still Im still doin d thing I said waste my time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Works are gettin much complicated. Jz one happened recently involved two parties and of cos there got to be a party created d spark and another felt the dust. Then another party innocently not knowing wat to do. Another party got the blame and look for the guilty one. Am I clear? Obviously I don really know how 2 explained bt it's abt com. At d end, I had to knee down &amp;amp; clear up the leftover. Hahahaaaa.... If 2 say r all this worth, I guess yes. Cos Im willin wit d endin. Tomorrow is another day which Im gonna look into another case. Pending case. Looking forward 2 solve it very soon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I've been thinkin abt . . . nah! Never mind. It's always abt human. It's always abt male. It's always abt how I wish things go my way. It's always I said Im not ready for another relationship yet bt I keep thinking abt one. Wat am I thinkin???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I don know if Im ready abt havin a new guy beside me bt I cant stop d feel of likin someone new. D only thing is I cant trust guy alittle more than jz fren. It won be fair consider he trust me and I don. I won want to give him d I-Don-Trust-You reason as breakin up. Cos even myself cant accept this reason. It's jz too lame. So, Im not goin 2 start one until I can really trust a guy on. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Am I thinkin too much??&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/3819550596753023603-750419130271843812?l=annieyyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/feeds/750419130271843812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3819550596753023603&amp;postID=750419130271843812' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/750419130271843812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/750419130271843812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/2007/10/1-thing-i-cant-change-abt-myself.html' title='1 thing I cant change abt myself . . .'/><author><name>Annie &amp;amp; Im Choosing Now</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17103650964673144097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XdcN97ES2fg/Txniuqk_2aI/AAAAAAAABnM/2jmO1znnQtg/s220/Photo1855.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3819550596753023603.post-2915183538808949710</id><published>2007-10-26T02:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T02:33:30.113+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='m I complainin o WAT ? ? ?'/><title type='text'>So frust.... so FRUST....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666600;"&gt;I got to find a way to upload those pics. Damn lots in my hp already. I cant wait to show them all. Such a great time together and such a nice smile on everyone's face. Still, I think I'll upload them in frenster first as I promised a few of my buddies that I'll keep them up to date. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666600;"&gt;So frust!!! Bluetooth, here I come to get u!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666600;"&gt;Good nite everyone. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3819550596753023603-2915183538808949710?l=annieyyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/feeds/2915183538808949710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3819550596753023603&amp;postID=2915183538808949710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/2915183538808949710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/2915183538808949710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/2007/10/so-frust-so-frust.html' title='So frust.... so FRUST....'/><author><name>Annie &amp;amp; Im Choosing Now</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17103650964673144097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XdcN97ES2fg/Txniuqk_2aI/AAAAAAAABnM/2jmO1znnQtg/s220/Photo1855.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3819550596753023603.post-7577084005343890671</id><published>2007-10-23T23:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T15:10:06.510+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goin on . . .'/><title type='text'>Im tired....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Im tired! Cant express how tired is tired !!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#993399;"&gt;Tomorrow mark another day to get tired and even more tired. I might only take Green Tea for lunch jz to save enough for the next plan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993399;"&gt;Lookin for dat nitemare is more important cos it’ Sharon’s big day. U think she will mind if I post our pic into blogspot? I don know bt for sure PY don like it. She warned me earlier that she don wanna see any of her pics in my frenster P&amp;amp;P photo (either public or private) section. Still, I did put some of them. Heheheeeee….. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/Rx4Zy5HChoI/AAAAAAAAAA8/-mQZ2mCY32Y/s1600-h/CY+Fui+&amp;amp;+Crystall.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124561788108703362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 221px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 154px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="202" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/Rx4Zy5HChoI/AAAAAAAAAA8/-mQZ2mCY32Y/s320/CY+Fui+%26+Crystall.JPG" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Two important occasion will take place tomorrow. Both are during nite time. 1st, Crystal and CYFui wed and 2nd, Sharon BIG day celebration.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124565627809466018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 253px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="253" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/Rx4dSZHChqI/AAAAAAAAABM/ez8zuo5pKwI/s320/Annie,+Sharon,+Ellen,+Crystal,+Sun+%26+Kenny.jpg" width="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Heheheee….. Im d so called co-host needs to make sure everything is goin smoothly. Haiii….. my bluetooth sucks. I really need to take a lot of pics. How leh???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Never mind la. I jz take whatever I can la. As long as I can take I jz take la. Heheheheee….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Keep u all post abt tomorrow nite event. Good nite.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/3819550596753023603-7577084005343890671?l=annieyyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/feeds/7577084005343890671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3819550596753023603&amp;postID=7577084005343890671' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/7577084005343890671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819550596753023603/posts/default/7577084005343890671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annieyyf.blogspot.com/2007/10/im-tired.html' title='Im tired....'/><author><name>Annie &amp;amp; Im Choosing Now</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17103650964673144097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XdcN97ES2fg/Txniuqk_2aI/AAAAAAAABnM/2jmO1znnQtg/s220/Photo1855.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XC_FTktpe4/Rx4Zy5HChoI/AAAAAAAAAA8/-mQZ2mCY32Y/s72-c/CY+Fui+%26+Crystall.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3819550596753023603.post-7086994789194986105</id><published>2007-10-21T09:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T09:18:25.539+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goin on . . .'/><title type='text'>20th Oct 2007, Sat.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Im jz home from my aunt’s place. This am she had a VIP all d way from Taipei. Ooohhhh…. She called last nite after Im off from work 2 c if I can help out wit d preparation and as well ‘entertain’ her guest. Ok! Y not?? @ dat time I was on my way to hand d ‘langsat’ for my ‘kai-ma’. I think she cant get along wit her own kids kua…! Later I had tea wit Nat in QQ. V had rojak &amp;amp; fries. Abt an hour chat abt everything. She told me d incident of meetin Sharon &amp;amp; Ken in DRM and hw they revealed d my-Ex when Ken happened 2 received a call from him. Wat u expect he called him for? Sort of a money matters lo. I don wanna talk abt it k? Not my matter anymore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyway, her guest was here actually wit a couple of frens and his name is Chang. Chang is a very outstanding man. As far as I can see, he don talk much. She was very nervous and kept thinking if she should do anymore thing as to prepare for him. Chang had been here in Sabah for a few days and he was in LDU and TWU for the past two days. Travelled from LDU to SDK by car has somehow makes him so tired. Maybe that is why he don talk much. A few of aunt’s frens are also present and they all knew Chang too. Chang must be someone to them cos his present really set them all awake. I jz did wat my aunt told me. I was d whole morning sat in d living room wit a fren, Ruru. If u checked my frenster, u’ll c her in my frenlist. Jz a 16 yo pretty lad. We had a sort of kiddy chat. Well, wat u expect? We r 11 yrs apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;She asked me if Im seeing someone now. Well, not at d meantime. Not for d time being. I wanted to set aside some time for my works and home. Next week, I have d world 4 myself cos I had it! Bc 2 her k? She asked if Im lookin 4 1 now or not. Without a 2nd thought, I told her NO. Dat’s frank words from me. I do not intend to look @ all. Guess Im kinda scared @ d time being. Im satisfied wit my life now. Wit frens and family members and my career. She asked me to revealed all my relationships history. Ohh…. Dat’s a long story kid! Hahaha… as a summary I told her those important notes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My 1st love was when Im 14 yo. Dat’s when I really date a guy and had our 1st kiss. I remembered it very well cos it’s my 1st time. 1st time holding hand and 1st time stayin late at nite lookin at each other without a words. We jz foolishly smiled and laughed at our stupidity act! Dat’s sweet! So sweet!!! Even v didn’t actually do anything. He stayed in his relative’s home at dat time cos he is actually on a vacation from JB. V met in a not-really-anything special time or place. I was sitting in my front yard bench wit his niece (biao mei), Sophia. He came up &amp;amp; talked to her. I was lookin (checkin him out actually) at him without a words. Smiling jz alittle bit and pretend I didn’t really take notes of him. In fact, my heart was pounding really heavy and I felt like if he ever talks to me, I know Im gonna blah out my nonsense! True!!! @ first, it’s really a crush. A crush dat I felt he is d one. I knew he only had two weeks holiday here and I don give a damn. I find every opportunity to get close to him. I mean……… Smile!! I guessed he thinks Im cute too as I heard from Sophia. Later, she introduced us up and it turns out we hit it rite dat time. Gagagagaaaa……. D 1st kiss was so sweet even it didn’t last any longer than 2 second. Like it’s jz a touch of lips. Oh my… , hard 2 expressed how it feels. Wait a minute, let me tell u how he looks like. Average body type. Im 5’2” and he is roughly like 5’5”. Small eyes like Japanese guy. Thick full lips (so sexy)! Also he had d hottest hair style at dat particular time. So hot like so girls wanna get him. Hahahaaaa…… D 1 thing he did really touches me is he asked his mom to let him stay in SDK jz b’cos he wanna b near 2 me. He’s willin 2 look 4 a job and stay a life here. Wat? A city guy stayin in this small town?? Mz b kiddin. He could hv worth double than wat he earn here. Dat is why Im so touch. Dat didn’t last long cos he finally back 2 JB after abt half a yr fling. I broke it off. Tear off every pieces of our photos together and I throw everything. Including d gold ring he gave me before he left. I didn’t really appreciate him. Stupid me! I didn’t think well. I should hv hand bc to him personally instead of throwing everything away. He didn’t did anything wrong. Nor did we had any intercourse. He is actually a good guy bt I realized it’s jz a crush. I couldn’t remember his eng name. D only thing me and my frens called him is Soon. Im still thinking of ‘him’. Dat’s another relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sart is another guy I had crush in. He is in d same school wit me. 4 d past 5 yrs. Jz neighboring classes. Then F4 &amp;amp; F5, v ended up in d same class which created my 2nd relationship history. Im not sure why he picked me. Wit his killing look, he could easily get any pretty girls he wants. If u wanna know how familiar his look is, then check out James JS Lee in my frenster list. Quite similar that dat. This relationship hurts me a lot. Leaving me wit a lot of ?????! I still wondered wat did I do! After we broke up ‘silently’, I haven’t really been myself 4 d past half a yr. Or till SPM. If u read my blog from my frenster one, u will definite knew Im talking abt him. D one I said I did my household chorus twice daily. My weight decreased slowly and a lot. D only answer I ever get from other frens was he got a new girl. I mean, u could easily tell me this! Why u pretend like nothing had ever happen. I’ll accept cos dat is ur decision. No need to hide from me. V r grown up. I wouldnt go suicide cos of u! Fcuk it! Still, I had d most unbelievable memories wit him. I guess not every girl got d chance to date school hottest guy! J&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;LC came 3rd when Im on a long relationship wit WY. I broke up wit WY cos of LC. I think he is better off wit me. Then we had some hot dates and great getting out! Some great partner to have. LC is an outstanding basketball player. He won d BEST PLAYER title for two consecutive yrs. I, personally adore basketball player although I admit they are abit of egoism. Wat attractive me abt them is how they hold the games in their strategy and winning it. LC is really an outstanding guy in terms of sport. WY kept comin bc to me and LC think sooner or later I will leave him so he broke it off. I still think y cant he wait? Or at least give me some time cos everyone needs time. Anyway, dat passed and sometime here in SDK, I do see him wit his new girl. Getting abit heavier bt still d same charmed guy. J&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I don wanna talk abt WY. I don wanna remember I knew him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;After I finished those points, Ruru asked how’s a guy Im lookin into. 1st, independent (on his own), 2nd, understanding (mentally), 3rd, honestly (no matter wat he does. V r grown up, remember?), 4th, respect (each other and all humans). This is how I put it together. When he is independent, means he don’t easily ask for help which I had total disagree with asking for help without actually trying first. Then we have to be very honest with each other in everything. When things turns rough cos we might hurt each other accidently, then the other part had to be honest with his or her feelings. Understand abt wat goes around comes around brings respect so in d future not d same mistake will happen. Respect each other spaces and freedom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I told her I hope d guy who’s comin up will not be around me! In fact, I hope he is not all time beside me. Means it’s OK to have a long-distance relationship. It could means he is working somewhere far away / in another country / could be damn busy wit his work bt still around same country with me. This way 1st, we have all d time to schedule and plan, 2nd, are more independent mentally, 3rd, freedom (hahahaaaa…) &amp;amp; 4th, when im on a holiday to his place, it would be totally for holiday and not partial this or that. So stupid having to be in d mid of holiday bt still d mind flew bc to work. Those are jz wat I wished for. Jz wait la. Why rush?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So d heck sleepy bt I still had sms wit one of my fren. Hehe….. both workaholic. Talking abt out ambitions and dreams and visions. Wanted to go out bt not really waiting for anyone. If they call bc, then Im out lo. I guesses 2 9 I’ll be at home. 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