<?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-13962823</id><updated>2011-04-22T11:27:18.787+08:00</updated><title type='text'>carmen's jots</title><subtitle type='html'>i have selective amnesia...

i need a blog to tell me what i did...

i am proud...

i need a blog to record my milestones...

hah!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Carmen L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09761941861339629502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>178</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13962823.post-114042957714421718</id><published>2006-02-20T17:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-20T17:59:37.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Lo and behold...the bigger, better, cooler, funkier, neater, bluer blog...&lt;a href="http://www.carmenjotshere.wordpress.com"&gt;my new blog at Wordpress&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Some things there still need to be fine tuned like my flickr badge, my shoutbox and some buttons...hopefully will be done soon!&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/13962823-114042957714421718?l=carmenjotshere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/feeds/114042957714421718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13962823&amp;postID=114042957714421718&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/114042957714421718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/114042957714421718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/2006/02/lo-and-behold.html' title=''/><author><name>Carmen L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09761941861339629502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13962823.post-114036106045006959</id><published>2006-02-19T22:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-19T22:57:40.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back back back</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm back from Singapore!  Thank you Khai Yeh, Khai Ma, cuz Khai, cuz Hsiao Chee and hubby for everything!  I have really enjoyed my stay with you all.  Will dearly miss you all very much...can't wait for my next visit! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13962823-114036106045006959?l=carmenjotshere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/feeds/114036106045006959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13962823&amp;postID=114036106045006959&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/114036106045006959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/114036106045006959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/2006/02/back-back-back.html' title='Back back back'/><author><name>Carmen L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09761941861339629502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13962823.post-113971468336059616</id><published>2006-02-12T11:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T11:24:43.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Greetings</title><content type='html'>Hello...I'm in Singapore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13962823-113971468336059616?l=carmenjotshere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/feeds/113971468336059616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13962823&amp;postID=113971468336059616&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/113971468336059616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/113971468336059616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/2006/02/greetings.html' title='Greetings'/><author><name>Carmen L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09761941861339629502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13962823.post-113950343324672991</id><published>2006-02-09T23:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-10T00:50:58.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The V day</title><content type='html'>I just came back from The Curve.  Today was a happy day for me...I got to meet up with my SAM classmates and my ex-classmates all on the SAME day.  Was in One Utama to meet up with Cheng Chuan, Chris, Denise, Shoe, Heng, Mun Hoe, Lee Er and WeiWen.  Had lunch at Sri Melaka (the bill was paid by Cheng Chuan...tq tq tq!),&lt;s&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt; played &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;watched foosball (the guys tried bash each other up ...total noobies), watched Big Momma's House 2, sat down at A&amp;W to chit chat and catch up with each other.  Well, i was totally entertained by them telling abt accidents that they've got themselves into (Cheng Chuan was very proud of the legacy he left behind at Taylor's which I didn't know until now) ...harhar, some things never change.  For instance, Cheng Chuan is still the pervert who checks out girls 360 degrees and totally loves the idea of GSC having reflective tiles (for what...i just let you figure out), Shoe being the Mr. Gelabah...who sneezes rice out of his nose (ew...), Chris and Denise being lovey dovey, whispering to each other and giggling afterwards, Mun Hoe with his cranky phone, WeiWen being Mr.Posh Rockstar with the wavy long hair, Lee Er being pretty with her long hair and Heng well, still a smoker like Cheng Chuan.  It seems as if it were just yesterday that we all graduated from SAM and went to the SAM prom and all...how happy times fly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next stop was The Curve to meet up with my ex-Mawarians.  It was actually meant as a farewell thingy for both Yoong Xiong and Michelle who will be going off to Australia real soon. (YX on Feb 14 and Michelle on Feb 15)  There were altogether 7 of us, YX, Michelle, Simon, Leonard, Colin, Vishnu and me.  I took a cab from OU and was there early...so I decided to walk around.  Instincts led me to Borders Bookstore (or rather my geekiness and love for books did, keke) and I totally loved the lounge music they were playing, comfy chairs and warm lightings so, I got a book (Forecast for Sagittarians, Year 2006) and propped onto a chair, started reading to kill time.  YX and Michelle were there after I flipped through a few pages and were surprised that I was there (no one told me that we were supposed to meet there...hmmm, my instincts have finally brought me to the right place at the right time? Lol)  Met up with the rest and we had dinner at Thai Express...nothing compared to Singapore's (the food taste better there).  We all took tons of wuliao pics there (to be posted once YX sends them to me...wont' be so soon. Haha)  Took more pics at the concourse area where the CNY deco were set up.  Walked a bit more and then headed home.  Well, that's for just the girls (Michelle and me) cos the boys were off to SS2 to do...guess what?  Well, none other than play Dota at Horus itself!  Ah, Dota and boys...it's a complicated relationship, Dota is the mistress to guys in relationships and lovers to those single.  They cannot be separated...they are intertwined until something BIGGER and BETTER come out...WoW is suppose?  Well, they are not my cup of tea, I don't get it so, I don't bother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm...Valentine's day is coming.&lt;br /&gt;What plans have you little girls and guys planned for your loved ones?&lt;br /&gt;For me...since I'm flying solo, it's going to be another passing day.  Never recall that Valentine's in my previous years being special...so no expectations for this year as well.  But to all of you out there celebrating this day...Happy Valentine's Day in advance and hope that both parties cherish the true meaning of this day.&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"The romantic festival of Valentine's Day is said to have         originated in pagan times in Rome when people celebrated annual &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.stvalentinesday.org/february-fertility-festivals.html"&gt;fertility           festival&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; called Feast of Lupercalia in mid-February. A unique         custom of the festival was the mating of young boys and girls for a year         through a lottery system. Quite often the couple would fall in love and         marry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        Strongly associated with the festival of Valentine's Day are the         &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.stvalentinesday.org/legends-of-st-valentines-day.html"&gt;legends&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; of         three or more Saint Valentine of Rome. One of the most popular legends         says, Valentine or Valentinus lived in Rome when the country was under         the reign of Emperor Claudius II. It is said that Claudius engaged Rome         in several unpopular and bloody campaigns. To maintain a strong army,         Claudius continuously needed to recruit soldiers. But to his         disappointment Claudius found that most men were unwilling to join army         because of their strong attachment with their wives and their families.         To get rid of the problem, Claudius banned all marriages and engagements         in Rome. A romantic at heart priest, Valentine, secretly arranged         marriages of young boys and girls and defied this unjustified and         callous order of Claudius. When the Emperor discovered this defiance, he         put Valentine behind bars and he was finally executed on February 14,         about 270 AD. For his great service, Valentine was named a saint after         his death.&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;        By Middle Ages, Saint Valentine became the patron saint of love and         lovers in England and France. In 498 AD, when Pope Gelasius decided to         put an end to pagan celebration of Feast of Lupercalia, he declared that         14th February be celebrated as St Valentine's Day.&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;        Some scholars however, say, romance was linked with Valentine's         Day because of the popular belief in England and France during the         Middle Ages that birds began to start looking for their mate from 14th         February."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Source: &lt;a href="http://www.stvalentinesday.org/valentines-day.html"&gt;http://www.stvalentinesday.org/valentines-day.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;So, St. Valentine died because he supported love and romance...hmmm.&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/13962823-113950343324672991?l=carmenjotshere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/feeds/113950343324672991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13962823&amp;postID=113950343324672991&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/113950343324672991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/113950343324672991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/2006/02/v-day.html' title='The V day'/><author><name>Carmen L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09761941861339629502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13962823.post-113924332074657742</id><published>2006-02-07T00:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-07T00:34:31.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"I am too free" post 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Alright...I'm unemployed for almost two weeks already.  So what do I do everyday?  Of course, I wake up at noon...so that's half the day gone.  I'll log on and read the news, blogs and surf for abt an hour or two.  Then do some house chores...like today, I hand washed my clothes because I have nothing better to do.  When I'm done, I would go for a walk or a jog.  Come home for dinner, bathe and go online and chat until the wee hours in the morning.  Then I'll hit the sack and it goes on again and again.  So as you can see, I'm a predictable and routine person.  There was a time that I wished so badly that my life would be F-U-N as in it would be full of quirks and randomities, hanging out with ppl u know...things that a normal teen would be doing.  Nah, that was the old me...that was what I used to wish for.  Alright...I've come in terms with myself.  NO, i won't be like those Fun bubblegummers i see....and I'm different and I like it that way now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, on to soemthing else...solitaire.  I've been playing hellalot of it nowadays since I've got so much time to kill.  Solitaire and Spider Solitaire is like playing happy family...just that it's a solo  thingy...not a group activity.  I shall start with Solitaire.  It consists of one complete deck of cards, yes, diamonds, spades, hearts and clubs.  There is a certain arrangement of cards and the objective is to compile all cards back into their respective kinds.  So it's the King, Queen, Jack, 10, 9, 8...all the way to Ace.  For Spider Solitaire, one is to compile cards (all spades) in the order of King...all the way to Ace.  So you see the connection between Happy Family and Solitaire now?  Oh wait, there's one difference...at the end of each Solitaire/Spider Solitaire session, the window "deal again?" would pop out.  Gosh I'm too free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5509/1248/1600/Large%20GA715%20Deck%20of%20cards%20Great%20American.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5509/1248/320/Large%20GA715%20Deck%20of%20cards%20Great%20American.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13962823-113924332074657742?l=carmenjotshere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/feeds/113924332074657742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13962823&amp;postID=113924332074657742&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/113924332074657742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/113924332074657742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-am-too-free-post-3.html' title='&quot;I am too free&quot; post 3'/><author><name>Carmen L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09761941861339629502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13962823.post-113922961811801527</id><published>2006-02-06T20:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-06T20:40:18.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I wish I could take pics with my brain</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Just came back from jogging in Taman Aman...ah the weather was nice.  It was about to rain, a bit of drizzle but it was gone a little while later, so cooling and relaxing.  The park is beautiful...it was as if it was autumn...trees were yellowish redish orangish in colour, happy kids running around and playing on the swings and slides, old men and women taking evening walks with their grandchildren, teenagers playing  basketball, oh i could go on and on.  Sadly, I didn't bring my camera along (who brings one while jogging anyway?)...if not I could go snapetty snap snap.  It's bulky to put in my pants and far too valuable if I get robbed/if I accidentally drop it.   Hmmm, wouldn't it be nice if I could develop the sights locked up in my brain?  There would be mugshots of people I see here and there, pics of plants, pics of animals/insects etc etc.  Man, then I would need extra storage...lol.&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/13962823-113922961811801527?l=carmenjotshere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/feeds/113922961811801527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13962823&amp;postID=113922961811801527&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/113922961811801527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/113922961811801527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-wish-i-could-take-pics-with-my-brain.html' title='I wish I could take pics with my brain'/><author><name>Carmen L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09761941861339629502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13962823.post-113888217985857142</id><published>2006-02-02T20:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-02T20:09:39.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Season of farewells</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The time has come again...time to wave my hands saying goodbyes to my friends who are leaving for Australia. It kinda sucks to see people come and people go. (not that i want to go to Australia very much)  Well, every meeting has a farewell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So long ppl...do take care in Australia, have loads of fun and all the best!&lt;br /&gt;Huggles and kisses to all of you!&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/13962823-113888217985857142?l=carmenjotshere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/feeds/113888217985857142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13962823&amp;postID=113888217985857142&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/113888217985857142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/113888217985857142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/2006/02/season-of-farewells.html' title='Season of farewells'/><author><name>Carmen L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09761941861339629502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13962823.post-113881272671581707</id><published>2006-02-02T00:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-02T00:52:06.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why are Petronas TV adverts soooooo emo one?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/w/Petronas---Chinese-New-Year-2005-Grandma?v=8ut7EEWaUxs&amp;search=petronas"&gt;CNY 2005 &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/w/Petronas---Merdeka-2002-Letchumi-%26-Rokiah?v=ObFL-pw80O4&amp;amp;search=petronas"&gt;National Day 2002&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/w/Petronas-tv-advertisement-Hari-Raya-1998-Forgiving?v=Wn1EXteV6ho&amp;search=petronas"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raya 1998&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/w/Petronas---Deepavali-2000-I-See?v=Jbl_orZBkHE&amp;amp;search=petronas"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deepavali 2000&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and of course not to forget CNY 2006&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13962823-113881272671581707?l=carmenjotshere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/feeds/113881272671581707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13962823&amp;postID=113881272671581707&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/113881272671581707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/113881272671581707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/2006/02/why-are-petronas-tv-adverts-soooooo.html' title='Why are Petronas TV adverts soooooo emo one?'/><author><name>Carmen L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09761941861339629502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13962823.post-113876342800079973</id><published>2006-02-01T11:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-01T11:12:25.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am Miss Huggable 2006</title><content type='html'>You can now give ME hugs thru MY blog.  Just click on the link below this pic&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5509/1248/1600/count_hugs.cgi.0.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 184px; height: 32px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5509/1248/320/count_hugs.cgi.0.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I will receive a HUG. Heehee...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13962823-113876342800079973?l=carmenjotshere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/feeds/113876342800079973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13962823&amp;postID=113876342800079973&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/113876342800079973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/113876342800079973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-am-miss-huggable-2006.html' title='I am Miss Huggable 2006'/><author><name>Carmen L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09761941861339629502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13962823.post-113872379981694058</id><published>2006-02-01T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-01T00:12:32.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lala-is-me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hmmm...I've been working with &lt;a href="http://mikexmichelle.blogspot.com/"&gt;Michelle&lt;/a&gt; for almost a month...and i guess seeing her day in day out and listening to jay chou's songs on students' handphones has resulted in me being lala.  Harhar.  I just downloaded November Chopin...watched Jay Chou's two videos and listened to all of his songs.  OMG what is happening?&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/13962823-113872379981694058?l=carmenjotshere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/feeds/113872379981694058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13962823&amp;postID=113872379981694058&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/113872379981694058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/113872379981694058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/2006/02/lala-is-me.html' title='Lala-is-me'/><author><name>Carmen L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09761941861339629502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13962823.post-113871749251027415</id><published>2006-01-31T21:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-31T22:39:00.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Ties</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;OK time to ramble abt CNY...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The family woke up at the break of dawn to beat the rush at the temples.  We left for Kuan Inn Teng Temple and the Siamese temple near Bukit Gasing after my sis and I pai-nian with our parents.  It feels so nice to receive ang pows from my parents and of course, relatives who are everywhere else but in PJ...*ka Ching*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After going to the temples, we had breakfast at Sri Gangka at SS2. Had nice oily chicken murtabak and teh halia.  Headed home and Mom fried nian kao...something that she doesn't like doing cos it's super oily and usually the nian kao will get charred too fast.  Then we headed off to po po's house.  We pai nian there, received ang pows and the feast of kuih kapit, kuih bangkit, chiku, peanut biscuits and all sorts of CNY goodies began!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While enjoying the food and watching TV, a group of people whom I've not met before were knocking at the gate.  There were altogether...one old grandmama, two moms, two dads and a whole bunch of kids. Being brought up as kids with good manners...we greeted them...plainly as aunties and uncles without knowing who is who.  Then I got a clue...someone mentioned "Tzat Kam Yau" and I got the ties all figured out...There in front of me was my po po's brother's wife and her entire brood...they are my mom's cousins, nephews and nieces and they are my...erm...aunties and uncles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We went back to our house to wait for my cousin and his family.  Cuz Aaron brought his daughter, my niece, Shania.  This girl is super mischievous...she smiles a lot, laughs a lot but when I take pictures of her...she just acts smug....grrrr.  But I was good...heehee, I took videos of her. Harhar.  Before she left, she saw Mr. Peekaboo and her mom, Sharon taught her how to say "c-a-t".  She got the hang of it tho gibberishly and went "cat cat cat cat cat cat cat" at super fast pace with fists in the air!  Mr. Peekaboo was of course...not interested and yawned.  My dad's brother came as well but just for a short while as he followed my cousin to my aunt's place at Cheras.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5509/1248/1600/DSCN2081.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5509/1248/320/DSCN2081.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;"Gu-gu, I don't like taking pictures"&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://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5509/1248/1600/DSCN2088.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5509/1248/320/DSCN2088.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"I told you i don't like you taking my pictures...!!! I took off my headband and I will punch Mr. Penguin to show my rage grrr!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the day went by quietly but sweatily as it was SUPER hot.  We had dinner at home because none of the restaurants were opened and even if they are...they would charge exorbitant prices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being Chinese we observe the tradition of not washing our hair on the first day of CNY.  With all the dust collected from temples and sweat from rushing from one place to another, my sis and I had a hard time sitting still cos our scalp itched like mad.  We can't sleep peacefully because of that. Argh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was how the first day of CNY came and went.&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/13962823-113871749251027415?l=carmenjotshere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/feeds/113871749251027415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13962823&amp;postID=113871749251027415&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/113871749251027415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/113871749251027415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/2006/01/family-ties.html' title='Family Ties'/><author><name>Carmen L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09761941861339629502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13962823.post-113843166428441310</id><published>2006-01-28T14:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-28T15:04:59.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Xin Nian Kuai Le!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;May all of you have a great wang wang year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Gong Xi Fa Cai!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5509/1248/1600/Dog%20greeting%20card.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5509/1248/400/Dog%20greeting%20card.jpg" alt="" 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/13962823-113843166428441310?l=carmenjotshere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/feeds/113843166428441310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13962823&amp;postID=113843166428441310&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/113843166428441310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/113843166428441310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/2006/01/xin-nian-kuai-le.html' title='Xin Nian Kuai Le!'/><author><name>Carmen L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09761941861339629502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13962823.post-113843053599117162</id><published>2006-01-28T14:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-28T14:42:16.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SOS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I stupidly deleted my whole photo album when I reformatted my computer late last year...yes yes, I didn't do any back ups...=P.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I need to transfer photos from my iPod photo to my PC but I can't because transfers are only meant to be in one way, from PC to iPod.  Any computer whiz out there that can help me?&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/13962823-113843053599117162?l=carmenjotshere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/feeds/113843053599117162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13962823&amp;postID=113843053599117162&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/113843053599117162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/113843053599117162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/2006/01/sos.html' title='SOS'/><author><name>Carmen L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09761941861339629502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13962823.post-113839436551002159</id><published>2006-01-28T04:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-28T04:39:25.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flickr</title><content type='html'>This is a test post from &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/r/testpost"&gt;&lt;img alt="flickr" src="http://www.flickr.com/images/flickr_logo_blog.gif" width="41" height="18" border="0" align="absmiddle" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, a fancy photo sharing thing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13962823-113839436551002159?l=carmenjotshere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/feeds/113839436551002159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13962823&amp;postID=113839436551002159&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/113839436551002159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/113839436551002159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/2006/01/flickr.html' title='Flickr'/><author><name>Carmen L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09761941861339629502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13962823.post-113839308568965982</id><published>2006-01-28T04:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-28T04:30:14.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"I am too free" post 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5509/1248/1600/friends.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5509/1248/400/friends.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Venn Diagram of Friends...LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5509/1248/1600/friends.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13962823-113839308568965982?l=carmenjotshere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/feeds/113839308568965982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13962823&amp;postID=113839308568965982&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/113839308568965982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/113839308568965982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-am-too-free-post-2.html' title='&quot;I am too free&quot; post 2'/><author><name>Carmen L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09761941861339629502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13962823.post-113819898001178316</id><published>2006-01-25T21:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-25T22:42:50.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"I am too free" post 1</title><content type='html'>Was back to work today after taking a day off because I was sick...*cough* *cough*&lt;br /&gt;The day went by pretty slowly...slower than usual, time just seem to stay still when I check my watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I had some admin things that I had to do but at times, I needed the calculator or had to check with Winnie about the figures and she was either busy or using the ONLY calculator we have in the office.  So, when I was done it was almost one hour plus...just for counting monthly intakes!  Since there weren't calls I had to make/papers to photocopy/brochures to be packed for sending, I sat at my cosy corner (or rather Jonathan's place) and started daydreaming.  I will write about what I daydreamed but daydreams being daydreams, mine was very wu liao...&lt;br /&gt;I'm sitting at some high class coffee shop with a big cup of steaming coffee on the table and me on the phone.  I was in a black long-sleeved turtleneck  with black pants and a cream beret on my bob hair.  I was slim(cheers!)...no flabby arms (double cheers!).  I looked very posh and had a cigaretter holder propped between my index and middle finger of my right hand and a mobile phone on the other (my trusty razr).  I spoke to the phone and I also had a french accent so, I pronouced F*** it as Fooooooook it. (sorry for being rude) OK...was too carried away by my daydream =P.   Suddenly Winnie look to me and asked me..."Ei, you have nothing to do now hor?  Come, I give you a list...you call them up ok?"  *poof*  My daydream vanished and there I was...back to the phone.  Told you it was super wu liao.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5509/1248/1600/ist1_1099676_cafe_girl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 85px; height: 123px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5509/1248/320/ist1_1099676_cafe_girl.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;not as what i described but the closest i could get&lt;br /&gt;www.istockphoto.com&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/13962823-113819898001178316?l=carmenjotshere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/feeds/113819898001178316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13962823&amp;postID=113819898001178316&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/113819898001178316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/113819898001178316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-am-too-free-post-1.html' title='&quot;I am too free&quot; post 1'/><author><name>Carmen L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09761941861339629502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13962823.post-113794213543561176</id><published>2006-01-22T22:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-22T23:15:00.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One month in KL</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;this week marks the 4th and final week i'll be working in KL...I'M LEAVING KL FOR GOOD.  No more blaring, scorching afternoons without shady areas to hide, no more smoke and fumes to line my already sickly lungs, no more crazy bus drivers honking like nobody's business...&lt;br /&gt;In this one month, I have discovered 30 things (of course, these are from my point of view...i'm generalising.  besides, i was at the dodgy end of KL...puduraya area.):-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;KL food doesn't taste half as good as PJ's.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;KL food is expensive.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;KL's char koey teow should be given thumb's down.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;KL is full of con men.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;KL ruins 6 months of biotherm treated skin...even tho with full UV protection and an umbrella.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;One auntie that sells ice kacang who doesn't know what atapchi is.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Char siew so and siew pow are tasteless KL.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;There are big ass buns (edible ones of course...what were u thinking of???!!) sold in Tang City Food Court...smallest ones are yours for RM10.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The la-la-iest place 0ne would ever find in KL is C U There Cafe...do go there and see it for urself.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Clothes in KL are cheap...some look decently pretty.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;There are two watson's facing each other but are across the road...the same goes for 7-11.  Why?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The streets are always wet in the morning.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;One month of walking to and fro from Pasar Seni to my workplace cost me 2 pairs of shoes...*sob* *sob*&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;One will spend as much as one earns when food costs so much (averagely...i say abt Rm 5-10?)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ice Fire Polo Bun sold in Old Town Kopitiam in Petaling Street does not contain any ice/fire/anything that lives up to the whacky oomphy name...it's just buttermilk bun...plain as old jane.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;One can get loads of plastic flowers from everywhere in Petaling Street (3 for RM10)...ask Michelle.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;McD's in KL doesn't taste as good as any outlet in PJ.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Starbucks in KL doesn't taste as good as any outlet in PJ.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A&amp;W in Bangunan Cahaya Suria looks very sad.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The guards in Mydin requires every Tom, Dick and Harry to tie their bags up in their plastic bags with a plastic grip.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Buses endanger one's life by stopping way pass the line and block the little green man and his little timer so one will not know when is it safe to cross.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sunflower bakery sells huge egg tarts...yummy.  But the place needs to be refurbished...seriously.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;There's a Meidiya in KL...yay! ( I have affection for Meidiya...What? Cannot meh?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;People sell pirated DVDs without stalls.  They walk around showing their catologues that are up-to-date and comprehensive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;One can find RM35 Omega watches...prices are negotiable.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Puduraya is NEVER a good place for lunch...(we were adventurous then...ok? but now we know)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;One should not wear red and black together unless one wants to be mistakened as a prostitute...Michelle say wan.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bintang Walk is just down Jalan Pudu...somewhere ard there la...My dad said.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It's better to walk to my workplace through Petaling Street rather than following the main roads...less cars, more colours, healthier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;One could get a swollen eye after being exposed to dirt and dust for nearly a month.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Conclusion:  I'm not meant for KL.  I love PJ.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13962823-113794213543561176?l=carmenjotshere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/feeds/113794213543561176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13962823&amp;postID=113794213543561176&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/113794213543561176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/113794213543561176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/2006/01/one-month-in-kl.html' title='One month in KL'/><author><name>Carmen L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09761941861339629502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13962823.post-113794005633730957</id><published>2006-01-22T22:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-22T23:10:41.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spoilt child</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Was helping my mom up with spring cleaning to welcome the new year...as usual we cleaned the kitchen bla bla bla.  so it was my mom, sis and me going wishy washy around the house.  we were about to attack the car porch with foam and all...so we asked dad to reverse his car.  hahaa...the waja's battery conked out...with the car alarm gone haywire and blaring at our ears, the peaceful household was shakened and everyone was flustered even the cat.  (we have hands to cover our ears but the poor cat can't cover his with his paws...lol).  so mission:car porch was abolished.  we all decided to rest and clean up after calling it a day for all the cleaning.  later we decided to have lunch at good ol' ho weng kee at ss2.  it has been donnkey years since we patronized the shop.  we had wan tan noodles with sui kau and washed the sumptious lunch with ice-cold super sweet and tangy lo hong ko.  since it is a sunday and dad doesn't have to pay for the parking, we decided to go about ss2 to do some shopping...(we could've left some stuff out for cny)  we ended up with ONE pomfret from a seafood shop and FOUR pairs of shoes from jukebox.  the shoes are crazily cheap there...10 a pair.  well, we picked the least a lian shoes that were there...haha.  when i got home, i realised something...i never bought shoes that didn't come in a box...hmmmm....perhaps i am a spoilt brat?&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/13962823-113794005633730957?l=carmenjotshere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/feeds/113794005633730957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13962823&amp;postID=113794005633730957&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/113794005633730957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/113794005633730957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/2006/01/spoilt-child.html' title='Spoilt child'/><author><name>Carmen L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09761941861339629502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13962823.post-113773999121348715</id><published>2006-01-20T14:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-20T14:57:51.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Carmen adores....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"  &gt;INCUBUS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5509/1248/1600/Incubus--C10026470.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5509/1248/320/Incubus--C10026470.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just aboslutely love their songs lately...esp this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wish You Were Here&lt;/strong&gt;                             &lt;p class="headertext"&gt;I dig my toes into the sand&lt;br /&gt;                             The ocean looks like a thousand diamonds strewn                                across a blue blanket&lt;br /&gt;                             I lean against the wind&lt;br /&gt;                             Pretend that I am weightless&lt;br /&gt;                             And in this moment I am happy...happy&lt;br /&gt;                           &lt;br /&gt;                             I wish you were here&lt;br /&gt;                           &lt;br /&gt;                             I lay my head on to the sand&lt;br /&gt;                             The sky resembles a backlit canopy with holes punched                                in it&lt;br /&gt;                             I'm counting UFO's&lt;br /&gt;                             I signal them with my lighter&lt;br /&gt;                             And in this moment I am happy...happy&lt;br /&gt;                           &lt;br /&gt;                             I wish you were here&lt;br /&gt;                           &lt;br /&gt;                             The world's a roller coaster and I am not strapped                                in&lt;br /&gt;                             Maybe I should hold with care but my hands are busy                                in the air&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="headertext"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;pic courtesy of http://images.art.com/images/-/Unknown/Incubus--C10026470.jpeg&lt;br /&gt;lyrics courtesy of http://incubus-online-view.com/iframe/mv.php#3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13962823-113773999121348715?l=carmenjotshere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/feeds/113773999121348715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13962823&amp;postID=113773999121348715&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/113773999121348715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/113773999121348715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/2006/01/carmen-adores.html' title='Carmen adores....'/><author><name>Carmen L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09761941861339629502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13962823.post-113773509489066422</id><published>2006-01-20T13:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-20T15:27:45.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ms.Wholesome</title><content type='html'>what's with ppl who design jeans/pants nowadays?  why is it that when i try on a pair of jeans/pants they either --&gt; a) fit my legs and all but not my butt or b) fit my butt and not my waist?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after trying to shop for a pair or two nice jeans/pants and using my amazing deductive powers, all women in malaysia have a) sticks as legs and b) pancakes as bums.  and the thing is that those women who fall into categories a) and b) are the minority because i still see many women with big butts and thighs.  what is wrong with having big bums?  should we just go to tailors and have our pants customed made?  it's like segregating the bun bums and pancake bums.  bun bums go to the tailors...dun go to shopping centres because they have no jeans fitting our bums...they will overflow  and the pancake bums come come come to shopping centres cos they sell sizes 1,3 and 5...all nice for bumless pppl like u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so should big bummers like me skulk ard when we buy pants and say "aww, the design of the pants is not nice...i dun think i want it anymore" when the pants can't fit us?&lt;br /&gt;and be embarrassed and tell ourselves that we will stop eating chocos to lose the butt...but the fact is that it's there because we are born with it?&lt;br /&gt;why can't ppl make jeans like they used to last time?&lt;br /&gt;how can we be comfortable in our own skin and accept our flaws when the society only like stick like zombies and not plump robust wholesome ppl?&lt;br /&gt;why is that zombies are happy that they are zombies and wholesome ppl want it so much to be zombies?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5509/1248/1600/crc%20zombie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 165px; height: 240px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5509/1248/320/crc%20zombie.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;mr.skinny bone zombie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5509/1248/1600/WomanPlaceInUnion.1.jpg"&gt;      &lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 193px; height: 241px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5509/1248/320/WomanPlaceInUnion.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                  ms. healthy and robust&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just a piece of my mind...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5509/1248/1600/WomanPlaceInUnion.1.jpg"&gt;          &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                  &lt;br /&gt;pics courtesy of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zombie:  http://www.crcentertainment.com/crc%20zombie.jpg&lt;br /&gt;ms.h&amp;r:    http://www.csea9200.com/images/WomanPlaceInUnion.jpg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13962823-113773509489066422?l=carmenjotshere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/feeds/113773509489066422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13962823&amp;postID=113773509489066422&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/113773509489066422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/113773509489066422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/2006/01/mswholesome.html' title='Ms.Wholesome'/><author><name>Carmen L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09761941861339629502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13962823.post-113758561608915350</id><published>2006-01-18T19:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-20T15:30:43.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling bitchy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The receptionist didn't come to work today...so my colleague told me to fill in for her since most of the enquiries have been attended to and all that is left is sorting them out.  Haven't done things like this in my entire life before...but i thought well ok nothing to lose anyway...just give it a try.  IT'S A CRAPPY JOB...THE PHONE IS SMELLY, THE PLACE I SIT IN IS SMELLY, AND BITCHES CALL IN ALL THE TIME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Since ppl are being bitchy to me today...i shall bitch about them...here.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5509/1248/1600/bchyhoop.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5509/1248/320/bchyhoop.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;http://www.pridedepot.com/images/bchyhoop.gif&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Characters have been renamed to protect their identity...not that I care.  Just for the fun of it...to give a little taste of mystery. wahaha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright...let's start...a male bitch whom I shall name as Mr. AF (arrogant fartface).  I greet him with a smiling face and wished him good morning.  He asked me where his class would be at 10...Well, for a start, I don't know his name at that time and this arrogant fartface expects me to know when I haven't seen him before.  The stupid timetable was stupidly stupid cos someone printed black fonts on grey background which makes it stupidly difficult to read.  I had a incoming phone call so I asked him to go through the list himself..."i didn't wear my glasses.  I can't read it".  Alright point taken, i searched thru the list..." can't find it" said I after squinting thru the list.  "NO...THAT MEANS YOU DIDN'T GO THROUGH THE LIST PROPERLY!  GO THROUGH AGAIN!" says fartface.  FINE ARROGANT FARTFACE...I WILL GO THROUGH THE LIST...that's what i wanted to shout at him but I didn't cos i worked there...and they pay me to look and sound cheery.  I found it at last, informed Mr.AF...and was glad that he was gone.  Let him be in a lift with someone who will fart in his face!  Wahahahhahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next was a bitch who called in to find my colleague who was in a meeting.  she knew i wasn't the receptionist...she knew i was new to handling ppl like her.  here was the conversation.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Hello ******** College.  How may I help you?&lt;br /&gt;Bitch: May I speak to Winnie please?&lt;br /&gt;Me: She's in a meeting right now.  Can you call back later?&lt;br /&gt;B: Who are you?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Erm, I'm Carmen.&lt;br /&gt;B: Where's Lisa?&lt;br /&gt;Me: She is on MC today.  I'm filling in for her today.&lt;br /&gt;B: Lemme tell you something.  YOU NEVER TELL PEOPLE TO CALL BACK.  YOU ASK SOMEONE TO CALL HIM/HER BACK.  DO YOU GET IT? (high volume)&lt;br /&gt;Me: (stunned) oh ok.&lt;br /&gt;B: Just tell Winnie that Ms. Bitch called her.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Ok. (still stunned)&lt;br /&gt;*dial tone*&lt;br /&gt;Me: (still stunned)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ei...wtf la bloody woman...we work in the same building, we are colleagues tho I thank God that I didn't see your face...can't you just be courteous?  People who call from outside ******** have more manners than you.  What is your problem?  So smart, you call her handphone la call me for what. Yea, I learned that one should ask someone to return call instead of asking the caller to call back later...with someone shouting that in my ear.  hmmmm wonder if i  could get claims for going to the doctor and complain abt post trauma deafness.  If she calls again...I'll make my voice hoarse and start talking like a horny man to scare her...."Hello sexy...been waiting for your call the whole day.  Let's meet at the fire escape during your lunchtime"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13962823-113758561608915350?l=carmenjotshere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/feeds/113758561608915350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13962823&amp;postID=113758561608915350&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/113758561608915350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/113758561608915350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/2006/01/feeling-bitchy.html' title='Feeling bitchy'/><author><name>Carmen L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09761941861339629502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13962823.post-113751269310499277</id><published>2006-01-17T23:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-17T23:44:53.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Never again</title><content type='html'>U are an idiot...and i'm a bigger idiot to let you step over my head and take me for granted.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, i was wrong...you were never a friend.  Go back and be your pathetic self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't let you step over my head again...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13962823-113751269310499277?l=carmenjotshere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/feeds/113751269310499277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13962823&amp;postID=113751269310499277&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/113751269310499277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/113751269310499277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/2006/01/never-again.html' title='Never again'/><author><name>Carmen L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09761941861339629502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13962823.post-113730212629253776</id><published>2006-01-15T12:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-20T15:54:45.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A delayed post</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hello ppl...welcome to  year 2006 (a late one but better late than never).  Been busy working lately thus explaining the laziness to blog.  It's been quite some time since i last blogged so I figured i should put something up...for the sake of month January.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have not been blogging as frequently as i used to because i can't seem to get my thoughts collected...I start a post with a sentence and I dunno what else to put in.  I think that there's no point having a sentence as a post right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see what has happened since NYD.  Hmmm...work resumed on the 3rd. watched pride and prejudice with michelle and her friend, jonathan on the 5th  after work...the show wasn't my cup of tea...draggy and long-winded.  was practically crying out loud for the show to end.  moreover, the seats were very uncomfortable and it was freezing cold.  Oh yes...Thursday the 5th was All Con day...the three of us just got conned the whole day in KL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5509/1248/1600/pplarge.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5509/1248/320/pplarge.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;EWWWWWWWW..........&lt;br /&gt;http://www.kkwavefront.org/images/pplarge.JPG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Then came the long weekend holiday due to Awal Muharram.  Back to work on the 11th...nothing much happened other than calling ppl up and counselling walk-ins.  I even went to work on saturday...cos i have no life. period.  Got my first paycheck on the 12th...weeeeee...the days of calling and getting hung up by ppl have paid up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This would do for now...Just summed half the month in the post.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13962823-113730212629253776?l=carmenjotshere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/feeds/113730212629253776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13962823&amp;postID=113730212629253776&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/113730212629253776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/113730212629253776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/2006/01/delayed-post_15.html' title='A delayed post'/><author><name>Carmen L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09761941861339629502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13962823.post-113587201350954554</id><published>2005-12-29T23:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-18T20:52:02.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TMNet is cruel.  Very cruel</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Damn streamyx...&lt;br /&gt;Thunder struck the phone line and they went to fix the phone line and spoilt the streamyx line.&lt;br /&gt;I made a report...&lt;br /&gt;AND THEY MADE ME TROUBLESHOOT THE MODEM COUNTLESS TIMES when the problem is the line they kacau-ed outside my house.&lt;br /&gt;Great lo... no connection for 5 days.&lt;br /&gt;Holidays u know...internet is very important to kill time and they CUT US OFF FOR 5 DAYS!&lt;br /&gt;My parents pay $88 a month...!!!&lt;br /&gt;So HORRIJIBER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, i have started working...*tada*.  yes, lazy Carmen L is a telemarketeer for ******** College in KL.  U want to know what i do?  I get a list everyday and I have to call up strangers and irritate them by being extremely polite and enthusiastic.  Haha...the job pays $5 an hour and it's a 9-5 job, 5 and 1/2 days per week.  ok la...the pay is reasonable but lunch in KL is pretty expensive so it takes up 2 hours of my pay...:(  The place is crazily cold...the a/c is centralized thus cannot be adjusted so the place is so cold, it's a penguin's wonderland.  it's also drying for my skin...three days of work and my skin feels flaky already...mad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will update on Christmas stuff later...dun have the photos yet.&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/13962823-113587201350954554?l=carmenjotshere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/feeds/113587201350954554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13962823&amp;postID=113587201350954554&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/113587201350954554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/113587201350954554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/2005/12/tmnet-is-cruel-very-cruel.html' title='TMNet is cruel.  Very cruel'/><author><name>Carmen L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09761941861339629502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13962823.post-113544702926689656</id><published>2005-12-25T01:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-20T15:34:59.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ho ho ho</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5509/1248/1600/img_winter.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5509/1248/320/img_winter.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas ye all!&lt;br /&gt;Happy holidays!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13962823-113544702926689656?l=carmenjotshere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/feeds/113544702926689656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13962823&amp;postID=113544702926689656&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/113544702926689656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/113544702926689656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/2005/12/ho-ho-ho.html' title='Ho ho ho'/><author><name>Carmen L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09761941861339629502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13962823.post-113507731457292746</id><published>2005-12-20T18:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-20T15:33:37.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My G-strings...it's a sign.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5509/1248/1600/CG12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5509/1248/320/CG12.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;http://www.musicroom.com/images/catalogue/fullsize/CG12.jpg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;haha...not my G-string G string..it's my guitar strings.   Was learning how to play tabs...had a little hiccups here and everywhere so i decided to ask my friend, YK abt how on earth ppl stretch their fingers across the frets...cos i found it uber difficult and no matter how i tried, the notes sound funny.  then he asked me whether my guitar was tuned...i did, kinda...heehee, i did it online, see INTERGENET DAMN POWER HOR...tune guitar oso can one.  However, it was far from being tuned as i found out that when I play the E string (open), it should sound like plucking the B string on the 5th fret.  They sound totally different...so the strings are not tuned properly....must tune lo.  I was turning the knob of my B-string so that it will sound like my E-string when i play it on the 5th fret...suddenly, *#PRACK!#*.  The string broke...well, me being me when i'm startled, I shouted F***!  Bad thing to do...my dad was just outside. *rolls eyes* heehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, it's a sign that my guitar string broke.  They are at least 10 years...time up.  I shall look for a guitar shop and buy strings, ask them to tune my guitar...and get lessons as well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only thing is...work starts next week.  Sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13962823-113507731457292746?l=carmenjotshere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/feeds/113507731457292746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13962823&amp;postID=113507731457292746&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/113507731457292746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/113507731457292746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/2005/12/my-g-stringsits-sign.html' title='My G-strings...it&apos;s a sign.'/><author><name>Carmen L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09761941861339629502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13962823.post-113491672398801370</id><published>2005-12-18T22:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-18T22:38:44.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Being 19 and my reflections on the past 19 yrs.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yes the awful truth has hit me...i'm finally into my last year of being a teenager.  I'm 19.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5509/1248/1600/48581-19-21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5509/1248/320/48581-19-21.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Now...i want to be young again...haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Palatino Linotype&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;A birthday is like every other passing day for me.  I'm extremely happy and grateful that my family go through so much of trouble to make my birthday seem special and I would do the same for them too.  So, how did I spend my 19th birthday?  Woke up and received a beautiful card that my sis made for me.  With the card was a landyard made out of beads spelling my name...very thoughtful since I wanted something to hang on my pencil case.  Had a breakfast of roti canai and thosai at a place called Yussuff's opposite Maybank Seapark.  Birthday wishes came from relatives and friends thru smses.  (thank you very much...I'm so happy because you all remembered)  Spent time playing around with my laptop.  Went out to buy a birthday cake with my parents (blueberry chocolate cake, yum yum). Bought a huge apple to share with my sis. Helped my mom prepare my birthday dinner (am really touched because my mom cooked up a feast of yee mee, fried prawns dribbled with black sweet sause, vege, friend wantons and meatballs and lotus root soup...trust me, it wasn't easy!).  The whole family ate till our hearts content!  Rested a little while before cutting the cake...made a wish that consists of three wishes...sounds weird and greedy.  Didn't eat the cake because was super super full.  The night ended with reading book 6 of the Lemony Snicket's series and 46 Coldplay songs playing over and over again...harhar...bliss?  As midnight passed, had an enjoyable time chit chatting with dearest sis...was so nice trying to corrupt her young innocent mind with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;s style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;fowl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; foul words that she has not heard before.  She's making great progress with me as her tutor and kenny sia's blog as her reference.  way to go sis!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&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/13962823-113491672398801370?l=carmenjotshere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/feeds/113491672398801370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13962823&amp;postID=113491672398801370&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/113491672398801370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/113491672398801370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/2005/12/being-19-and-my-reflections-on-past-19.html' title='Being 19 and my reflections on the past 19 yrs.'/><author><name>Carmen L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09761941861339629502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13962823.post-113432039783079027</id><published>2005-12-12T00:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-12T00:59:57.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts</title><content type='html'>What does it mean if someone whom u have not thought of for months and months automatically pops into ur head when u need to feel secure? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*wonders*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;any ideas?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13962823-113432039783079027?l=carmenjotshere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/feeds/113432039783079027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13962823&amp;postID=113432039783079027&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/113432039783079027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/113432039783079027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/2005/12/thoughts.html' title='Thoughts'/><author><name>Carmen L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09761941861339629502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13962823.post-113427742823122698</id><published>2005-12-11T12:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-11T13:03:48.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is my 150th post...shall reflect on the hols</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hello people...haven't been blogging lately and most of my last posts were less than nothing posts...hehe, was thinking of filling in the space. (duh of me...harhar)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, i've hit into the 1st month of my end-year hols.  So what have i done during this one month ?  Alright, let's see...started a crazy reading relay and read quite a number of books (thus explains the tired eyes and worsening eye sight), blogging crappy posts (*sniggers*), blog surfing and discovered interesting blogs esp. from singapore (xiaxue, blinkymummy...etc), got into a mini home detox programme and got rash on my arms and back (argh!), watching movies (with my one and only loyal company who has been promoted to be my best friend, my lil' sis.  Last two movies watched together back-to-back, Zathura and Chronicles of Narnia...at student price of course!), reformating my computer (because it was full of MatLab junk...people, you would totally understand how irritating to see those files cos they bring back unhappy memories of the boring lectures and dreaded lecturers and tutors), cleaned my room (at last...done in 3 phases because i was too lazy and sometimes i get distracted by some junk and start reminiscing the past), jogging and more jogging (not as often as before cos my knee is cranky). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*to be continued...going out to meet mike now*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13962823-113427742823122698?l=carmenjotshere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/feeds/113427742823122698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13962823&amp;postID=113427742823122698&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/113427742823122698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/113427742823122698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/2005/12/this-is-my-150th-postshall-reflect-on.html' title='This is my 150th post...shall reflect on the hols'/><author><name>Carmen L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09761941861339629502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13962823.post-113371473274773167</id><published>2005-12-05T00:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-05T00:49:21.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Early bird gets the worm</title><content type='html'>is it time for my new year's resolutions yet?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13962823-113371473274773167?l=carmenjotshere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/feeds/113371473274773167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13962823&amp;postID=113371473274773167&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/113371473274773167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/113371473274773167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/2005/12/early-bird-gets-worm.html' title='Early bird gets the worm'/><author><name>Carmen L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09761941861339629502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13962823.post-113328618858613861</id><published>2005-11-30T01:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-30T01:43:08.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Check this out...hilarious</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.endofworld.net/"&gt;END OF THE WORLD&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13962823-113328618858613861?l=carmenjotshere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/feeds/113328618858613861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13962823&amp;postID=113328618858613861&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/113328618858613861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/113328618858613861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/2005/11/check-this-outhilarious.html' title='Check this out...hilarious'/><author><name>Carmen L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09761941861339629502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13962823.post-113292173912057027</id><published>2005-11-25T20:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-25T20:31:02.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates...HOLIDAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;it has been 3 weeks into my 4 months of holidays. So far, nothing extravagant has happened. Well, sad to say that i prefer going to uni than to have holidays...at least i'll meet ppl and talk in uni. The holidays have been like a reading rally for me...Chronicles of Narnia, Lemony Snicket's, Deception Point, Digital Fortress and tons of magazines. Yes yes, lotsa reading...morphing into a BIGGER nerd now...wahahaaha. Nobody calls, nobody smses...yes, i have disappeared from the face of this world and now reside in a faraway planet called Carmenopiter. It is 900 million light years away from earth and i supposed that's why there's no signal from maxis thus no msgs/calls. Sometimes i take my galactic cruiser and traverse the Milky Way to get back to earth to catch a movie. Of late, I have watched Corpse Bride, Chicken Little and Harry Potter [twice] (once when it just opened and the second time for the sake of my sister). I haven't been shopping as well cos I have run out of Earth money since the holidays started. I will have to wait for $$$ to come when I work for you Earthlings during my 4 month break. If you ppl know of any vacancies available, do give me a tinkle. O darn, sigh...i forgot, there's no signal to Carmenopiter so you can't contact me...so, erm...just use telepathy. I'll be there before u can even say A-choo.  Cheerios ppl!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13962823-113292173912057027?l=carmenjotshere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/feeds/113292173912057027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13962823&amp;postID=113292173912057027&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/113292173912057027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/113292173912057027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/2005/11/updatesholiday.html' title='Updates...HOLIDAY'/><author><name>Carmen L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09761941861339629502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13962823.post-113274715943092507</id><published>2005-11-23T19:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-23T19:59:19.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/1/7312/640/18-10-05_1643.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:4px solid #660066; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/1/7312/320/18-10-05_1643.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More clouds...looks so puffy and squishy and cottony and ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 8pt;'&gt;Posted by &lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;Picasa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13962823-113274715943092507?l=carmenjotshere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/feeds/113274715943092507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13962823&amp;postID=113274715943092507&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/113274715943092507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/113274715943092507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/2005/11/more-clouds.html' title=''/><author><name>Carmen L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09761941861339629502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13962823.post-113274713174639083</id><published>2005-11-23T19:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-23T19:58:51.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/1/7312/640/18-10-05_1704.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:4px solid #660066; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/1/7312/320/18-10-05_1704.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could've been a prettier pic if I used my digicam instead of the camera phone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 8pt;'&gt;Posted by &lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;Picasa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13962823-113274713174639083?l=carmenjotshere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/feeds/113274713174639083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13962823&amp;postID=113274713174639083&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/113274713174639083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/113274713174639083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/2005/11/couldve-been-prettier-pic-if-i-used-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Carmen L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09761941861339629502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13962823.post-113274711253943383</id><published>2005-11-23T19:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-23T19:58:32.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/1/7312/640/18-10-05_1702.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:4px solid #660066; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/1/7312/320/18-10-05_1702.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like the clouds minus the huge metal structure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 8pt;'&gt;Posted by &lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;Picasa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13962823-113274711253943383?l=carmenjotshere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/feeds/113274711253943383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13962823&amp;postID=113274711253943383&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/113274711253943383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/113274711253943383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/2005/11/i-like-clouds-minus-huge-metal.html' title=''/><author><name>Carmen L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09761941861339629502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13962823.post-113274706607116139</id><published>2005-11-23T19:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-23T19:57:46.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/1/7312/640/18-10-05_1659.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:4px solid #660066; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/1/7312/320/18-10-05_1659.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A flower in someone's garden&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 8pt;'&gt;Posted by &lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;Picasa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13962823-113274706607116139?l=carmenjotshere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/feeds/113274706607116139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13962823&amp;postID=113274706607116139&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/113274706607116139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/113274706607116139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/2005/11/flower-in-someones-gardenposted-by.html' title=''/><author><name>Carmen L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09761941861339629502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13962823.post-113274703874637922</id><published>2005-11-23T19:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-23T19:57:18.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/1/7312/640/13-11-05_1632.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:4px solid #660066; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/1/7312/320/13-11-05_1632.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Periwinkles in my garden&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 8pt;'&gt;Posted by &lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;Picasa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13962823-113274703874637922?l=carmenjotshere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/feeds/113274703874637922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13962823&amp;postID=113274703874637922&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/113274703874637922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/113274703874637922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/2005/11/periwinkles-in-my-gardenposted-by.html' title=''/><author><name>Carmen L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09761941861339629502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13962823.post-113274701243309402</id><published>2005-11-23T19:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-23T19:56:52.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/1/7312/640/11-11-05_1412.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:4px solid #660066; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/1/7312/320/11-11-05_1412.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More pretty stuff hanging ard in KLCC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 8pt;'&gt;Posted by &lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;Picasa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13962823-113274701243309402?l=carmenjotshere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/feeds/113274701243309402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13962823&amp;postID=113274701243309402&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/113274701243309402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/113274701243309402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/2005/11/more-pretty-stuff-hanging-ard-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Carmen L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09761941861339629502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13962823.post-113274698957807749</id><published>2005-11-23T19:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-23T19:56:29.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/1/7312/640/11-11-05_1411.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:4px solid #660066; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/1/7312/320/11-11-05_1411.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty stuff hanging in KLCC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 8pt;'&gt;Posted by &lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;Picasa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13962823-113274698957807749?l=carmenjotshere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/feeds/113274698957807749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13962823&amp;postID=113274698957807749&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/113274698957807749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/113274698957807749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/2005/11/pretty-stuff-hanging-in-klccposted-by.html' title=''/><author><name>Carmen L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09761941861339629502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13962823.post-113274698824879041</id><published>2005-11-23T19:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-23T19:56:28.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/1/7312/640/04-11-05_2201.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:4px solid #660066; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/1/7312/320/04-11-05_2201.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A pic of the traffic from Camp 5 site&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 8pt;'&gt;Posted by &lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;Picasa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13962823-113274698824879041?l=carmenjotshere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/feeds/113274698824879041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13962823&amp;postID=113274698824879041&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/113274698824879041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/113274698824879041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/2005/11/pic-of-traffic-from-camp-5-siteposted.html' title=''/><author><name>Carmen L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09761941861339629502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13962823.post-113274692749624353</id><published>2005-11-23T19:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-23T19:55:27.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/1/7312/640/16-10-05_1103.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:4px solid #660066; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/1/7312/320/16-10-05_1103.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There...I told u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 8pt;'&gt;Posted by &lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;Picasa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13962823-113274692749624353?l=carmenjotshere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/feeds/113274692749624353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13962823&amp;postID=113274692749624353&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/113274692749624353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/113274692749624353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/2005/11/there.html' title=''/><author><name>Carmen L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09761941861339629502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13962823.post-113274691026847741</id><published>2005-11-23T19:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-23T19:55:10.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/1/7312/640/13-11-05_1631.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:4px solid #660066; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/1/7312/320/13-11-05_1631.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peekaboo posing...he's not sleeping actually&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 8pt;'&gt;Posted by &lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;Picasa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13962823-113274691026847741?l=carmenjotshere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/feeds/113274691026847741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13962823&amp;postID=113274691026847741&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/113274691026847741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/113274691026847741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/2005/11/peekaboo-posing.html' title=''/><author><name>Carmen L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09761941861339629502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13962823.post-113274688136839849</id><published>2005-11-23T19:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-23T19:54:41.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/1/7312/640/11-10-05_1858.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:4px solid #660066; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/1/7312/320/11-10-05_1858.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sis and I posing in the Ship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 8pt;'&gt;Posted by &lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;Picasa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13962823-113274688136839849?l=carmenjotshere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/feeds/113274688136839849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13962823&amp;postID=113274688136839849&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/113274688136839849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/113274688136839849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/2005/11/my-sis-and-i-posing-in-ship.html' title=''/><author><name>Carmen L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09761941861339629502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13962823.post-113274685418754041</id><published>2005-11-23T19:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-23T19:54:14.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/1/7312/640/11-10-05_1857.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:4px solid #660066; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/1/7312/320/11-10-05_1857.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom and Dad posing in The Ship (way back last month, i think)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 8pt;'&gt;Posted by &lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;Picasa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13962823-113274685418754041?l=carmenjotshere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/feeds/113274685418754041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13962823&amp;postID=113274685418754041&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/113274685418754041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/113274685418754041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/2005/11/mom-and-dad-posing-in-ship-way-back.html' title=''/><author><name>Carmen L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09761941861339629502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13962823.post-113274681189654147</id><published>2005-11-23T19:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-23T19:53:31.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/1/7312/640/09-11-05_1519.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:4px solid #660066; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/1/7312/320/09-11-05_1519.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another successful attempt by Su Lyn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 8pt;'&gt;Posted by &lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;Picasa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13962823-113274681189654147?l=carmenjotshere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/feeds/113274681189654147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13962823&amp;postID=113274681189654147&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/113274681189654147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/113274681189654147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/2005/11/another-successful-attempt-by-su.html' title=''/><author><name>Carmen L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09761941861339629502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13962823.post-113274678995061420</id><published>2005-11-23T19:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-23T19:53:09.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/1/7312/640/09-11-05_1518.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:4px solid #660066; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/1/7312/320/09-11-05_1518.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try doing this...balance a ten cent coin on the groove of ur knuckle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 8pt;'&gt;Posted by &lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;Picasa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13962823-113274678995061420?l=carmenjotshere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/feeds/113274678995061420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13962823&amp;postID=113274678995061420&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/113274678995061420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/113274678995061420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/2005/11/try-doing-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Carmen L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09761941861339629502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13962823.post-113274674326679090</id><published>2005-11-23T19:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-23T19:52:23.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/1/7312/640/09-11-05_1507.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:4px solid #660066; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/1/7312/320/09-11-05_1507.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C/W from left: Classic Cheese Cake, Chocolate Mud Cake and Hot Choco&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 8pt;'&gt;Posted by &lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;Picasa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13962823-113274674326679090?l=carmenjotshere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/feeds/113274674326679090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13962823&amp;postID=113274674326679090&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/113274674326679090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/113274674326679090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/2005/11/cw-from-left-classic-cheese-cake.html' title=''/><author><name>Carmen L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09761941861339629502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13962823.post-113274669636453884</id><published>2005-11-23T19:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-23T19:51:36.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/1/7312/640/09-11-05_1506.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:4px solid #660066; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/1/7312/320/09-11-05_1506.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Su Lyn posing in Secret Recipe with her marvellous glass of hot chocolate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 8pt;'&gt;Posted by &lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;Picasa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13962823-113274669636453884?l=carmenjotshere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/feeds/113274669636453884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13962823&amp;postID=113274669636453884&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/113274669636453884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/113274669636453884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/2005/11/su-lyn-posing-in-secret-recipe-with.html' title=''/><author><name>Carmen L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09761941861339629502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13962823.post-113274664942373271</id><published>2005-11-23T19:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-23T19:50:53.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/1/7312/640/04-11-05_0909.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:4px solid #660066; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/1/7312/320/04-11-05_0909.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grandpa posing in Yoke Woo Hin...the place that serves horrible Dim Sum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 8pt;'&gt;Posted by &lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;Picasa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13962823-113274664942373271?l=carmenjotshere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/feeds/113274664942373271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13962823&amp;postID=113274664942373271&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/113274664942373271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/113274664942373271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/2005/11/grandpa-posing-in-yoke-woo-hin.html' title=''/><author><name>Carmen L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09761941861339629502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13962823.post-113247361521046666</id><published>2005-11-20T15:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-23T20:07:25.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I SWEAR...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I will bring a camera wherever i go...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, who knows where i can get a cheap Lomo/Holga camera in PJ/KL?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what...I wish i am a superhuman with a high-tech camera embedded in my head.  Wherever I go, I see so many interesting things that I really want to capture in a photo...but sadly, I am always caught without a camera cos I'm not used to carrying it...U know la, if i put it in a bag, ppl will snatch my bag...then I will struggle to keep my bag, then I fall down and hit my head and bleed on the road while ppl just watch the blood get drained from my body and there's no sensible soul who will dial the ambulance. Ok, ok...bs-ing and exaggerating liao...hehe.  Ok la, will make a habit to bring a cam la. &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/13962823-113247361521046666?l=carmenjotshere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/feeds/113247361521046666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13962823&amp;postID=113247361521046666&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/113247361521046666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/113247361521046666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/2005/11/i-swear.html' title='I SWEAR...'/><author><name>Carmen L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09761941861339629502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13962823.post-113189691699178990</id><published>2005-11-13T23:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-13T23:59:17.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Like the nightmare wasn't enough</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My eyes were tired from reading the pages of Lemony Snicket's A Series Of Unfortunate Events so, I rested them by looking at the corner of my room. To my surprise, a pair of beady eyes stared right back at me! It was a bloody sparrow perched on top of my Scrabble box above my wardrobe and it gave me that irritating bird neck twitch while looking back at me. Omg...it gave me such a fright that I screamed. The bloody brown sparrow sensed the rising excitement and fluttered across the room and flew out when I opened the door. How it got in the room in the first place still I do not know. Probably it went thru the little decorative holes on the walls which many old houses in Sea Park still have. So back to the sparrow's adventure...it flew out to the living room and somehow disorientated and couldn't find its way out. It settled on the dusty curtain railings. I shooed it off using a feather duster only to find it to sit in the hole on the wall of my room...ARGH! It took rounds off poking the feather duster on its tail feathers to get the now very stubborn bird out of the hole. It did came out and tried to find its way outside but instead of flying out thru the space of the open grill, it banged on the top of glass door. *Bang*Bang*Bang* And finally the brown feathery thing released itself from the wrath of the Leong household. It found its family and lived happily ever after.&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/13962823-113189691699178990?l=carmenjotshere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/feeds/113189691699178990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13962823&amp;postID=113189691699178990&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/113189691699178990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/113189691699178990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/2005/11/like-nightmare-wasnt-enough.html' title='Like the nightmare wasn&apos;t enough'/><author><name>Carmen L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09761941861339629502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13962823.post-113184615593369461</id><published>2005-11-13T09:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-13T09:42:35.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nightmare...terribly petrified.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Never had a nightmare this bad before...it's like, whoa, beyond words.  I dreamt that I failed my paper...30/80 and 0/20, monash took away my scholarship, dead kittens all over my house and the person that cared dearly for didn't want to see or talk to me...all rolled into one!  I think cried when I woke up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13962823-113184615593369461?l=carmenjotshere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/feeds/113184615593369461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13962823&amp;postID=113184615593369461&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/113184615593369461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/113184615593369461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/2005/11/nightmareterribly-petrified.html' title='Nightmare...terribly petrified.'/><author><name>Carmen L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09761941861339629502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13962823.post-113164304193418086</id><published>2005-11-11T01:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-14T00:00:27.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Books</title><content type='html'>What I've read the past two weeks:-&lt;br /&gt;- Memoirs of a Geisha by Arthur Golden&lt;br /&gt;- A Fortune Teller Told Me by Tiziano Terzani&lt;br /&gt;- The World's Greatest Psychics and Mystics by Margeret Nicholas&lt;br /&gt;- My Uncle Ostwald by Roald Dahl&lt;br /&gt;- Lemony Snicket's A Series Of Unfortunate Events*&lt;br /&gt;- Detective Conan Ed. 2 and 3*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I plan to read this holiday:-&lt;br /&gt;- Chronicles of Narnia by C.S Lewis&lt;br /&gt;- Lord of the Rings (Part 2 and 3) by J.R.R. Tolkien&lt;br /&gt;- Jonathan Strange and Mr. Norrell by Susanna Clarke&lt;br /&gt;- Stephen King's books&lt;br /&gt;- Anne Rice's books&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to be updated..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13962823-113164304193418086?l=carmenjotshere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/feeds/113164304193418086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13962823&amp;postID=113164304193418086&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/113164304193418086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/113164304193418086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/2005/11/books.html' title='Books'/><author><name>Carmen L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09761941861339629502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13962823.post-113164198101492036</id><published>2005-11-11T01:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-11T00:59:41.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmm...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Highlights:-&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 36pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: -18pt; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;(1)&lt;span style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span dir="ltr"&gt;Went to watch Chicken Little with Yinn, Irwin and Julian last Friday.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Was a superbly funny show… cos it was a parody of War of The Worlds.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;No, don’t worry, for those who have not seen the show, the little yellow chicken did not die.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The aliens that invaded earth had metallic tentacles and they do vaporize humans, I mean ducks, chickens, turkeys etc but they happened to be &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;small &lt;/span&gt;furry animals driving those big ugly machines. So you can kind of picture how the show was.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Hehe…&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Anyways, as you PJ people know, OU will soon open a new rock climbing area called Camp 5 (I heard) that charges super exorbitant annual membership fees (RM700 per annum *chokes*). &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Soon meant before end of August, soon meant end of September but it’s now mid-November but the place is still under construction…lol.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Well, we found ourselves sneaking into the rock climbing place and saw the boulders, walls and all. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;We even crept up and we could see the traffic flow and it was well, I wouldn’t say absolutely beautiful but cool cos we kinda trespassed a restricted area. (not kinda, we DID) While feasting our eyes with the view and the touching the boulders etc, we heard shuffling of feet and mumbles downstairs… and we were like “Uh Oh…die!”&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;So we tipped toe to move ard and hoped that no one would come up to find us.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Luckily, the shuffling and mumbles were gone and we quickly went out of the place.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Hah, don’t think that will pump adrenalin in anyone but it was something new…I’M A REBEL?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;When I told my parents abt that, they were pretty much…SHOCKED.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;“When people close an area for renovation, don’t go in there.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It’s dangerous, you wouldn’t know what’s in there!” says mom and dad in unison.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Of course I know that is for my good…but I mean, who doesn’t have a tinge of curiosity that drives them to do something dumb?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 36pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: -18pt; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;(2)&lt;span style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span dir="ltr"&gt;Sat for my last paper on Wednesday.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Well, the paper was…ok la.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I doubted myself after I got my third test paper of that unit back and I had to ask simple simple questions while attempting the past yrs but I overcome the whole self-doubt thingy and faced the paper. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Hmm…no regrets I should say.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Wanted to follow Yuen Shin, Yoong Kang et al to go happy happy after the LAST paper but the whole big group didn’t know where to head to so I joined Su Lyn and Ling Ying to MidValley to do some window shopping.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We lunched at Little Penang Café and proceeded to wander aimlessly in the humongous mall.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We decided to become tai-tais and indulged ourselves with Chocolate Mud Cake and some cheese cake with a wonderful fancy name which I happen to forget.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Truly guilty but worth every bit of it.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Well, that wasn’t much of a pig out but…I left MidValley with a tummy upset.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I suppose that my tummy was agitated cos I had a late lunch and it was a spicy bowl of Penang Hokkien Prawn Noodles. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;It was just great, the timing couldn’t be better…the exams are finally done with and I’m in agony at home clutching my tummy as the acids whip out a tornado.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 36pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: -18pt; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;(3)&lt;span style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span dir="ltr"&gt;Watched Corpse Bride with Teggy Tegs and my sis today in Sunway Pyramid.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Teggy Tegs is Terence, haha, my fellow ex-schoolmate.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;My sis and I planned to take the Putra bus to Sunway from Kelana Jaya…and after all these while, the bloody bus system is still bloody screwed up!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I reached the station at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:time minute="0" hour="14"&gt;2pm&lt;/st1:time&gt; and 45 minutes flew by but we were still not in friggin’ Sunway!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The best part was there were 2, I repeat 2 900-B buses stopped at the front of the station but they apparently had engine problems and 2 900-As zoomed past us not to mention another 900-C…Sigh.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;In the end we took the taxi…Taxi drivers are bloodsuckers.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;“Sunway Pyramid ah, 10 ringgit.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Kalau ikut meter tambah 2 ringgit,” said the bloodsucking driver.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We had no choice well, fine… knowing how unreliable Putra line is and since we were late already. We reached the cinema just in time to catch the 3.10 show with 5 minutes to spare.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;No snacks for us as there was a long queue of students at the snack bar…(stupid kids)&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The show was absolutely wonderful…I downloaded the soundtrack before this and was totally addicted to the Piano Duet…man, Danny Elfman is the best!&lt;span style=""&gt;  Everything abt the show was good except that there was this idiot who I think watched the show already and mumbles abt the next action and all.  Like that wasn't enough, he sniffled throughout the show.  I can tolerate sniffling, I know how it feels when one has sinus problems but his was superly irritating...he breaths thru his nose and it sounded as if he snorted and had some fit behind me.  like he was some asthmatic patient.  Didn't complain of course, I'm very considerate one...hehe. &lt;/span&gt;Grabbed a bite after the show and did a little shopping.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Was sorry to drag Tegs along cos my sis and I shopped for hair clips and rubber bands…lol!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I was overcharged for the items that I bought and pointed out to the cashier that she made a mistake…after much hassle, she had to re-scan the items I bought and printed another receipt for me.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This time, I found myself undercharged…decided not to do anything.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Not because I’m a cheapo…I don’t want the poor lady to go through all the trouble again!&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 36pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: -18pt; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;(4)&lt;span style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span dir="ltr"&gt;My grandpapa recovered from his bout of fever and my mom, the filial daughter took him out to have breakfast at his favourite restaurant in KL last Saturday.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The place was Yoke Woo Hin along the busy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:street&gt;&lt;st1:address&gt;Petaling Street&lt;/st1:address&gt;&lt;/st1:Street&gt;.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Well, my grandpa goes there every two days and yes, he’s got lots of friends there.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The moment he stepped in, he was greeted by his old pals…”Kam Ko, lei jo la?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Ho fan di mei?” (Kam Ko, u are here! Are u better?)&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Whoa…I didn’t know he was THAT popular.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;My grandpa tells us that the place serves good food but OMG…NO.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They had ppl pushing trolleys carrying dim sums but they were of the same kind…Fishballs, fishballs and more fishballs!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Furthermore, by coincidence or some sort, whatever that we order was not available…i.e. Chi Mei Pau (Big Pau), Har Kau (prawn dumplings) and Char Siew Sow (something with pork la…).&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The place is SUPER old that everyone who works there are so ancient. I’m not saying that old ppl can’t work…but they look so fragile while they push the trolleys and I worry if they fall (not that I want them to) Well, the place isn’t very hygienic either; my mom told me that they used to wash pork and veggies OUTSIDE the TOILET back at her time.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;My uncle told me they still do…ewwwwww, why tell me AFTER I ate?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  * have taken pics but couldn' post them up yet cos having problems uploading photos from my phone.  Will post ASAP...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13962823-113164198101492036?l=carmenjotshere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/feeds/113164198101492036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13962823&amp;postID=113164198101492036&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/113164198101492036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/113164198101492036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/2005/11/hmm.html' title='Hmm...'/><author><name>Carmen L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09761941861339629502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13962823.post-113084344754196210</id><published>2005-11-01T18:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-01T19:10:47.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Appreciating one's looks</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I was chatting with Su ann this afternoon when she suddenly asked me that if i were to undergo plastic surgery, which part of my face would i alter?  Well, ever since i was young i have been teased for my erm, flat nose.  My cuz once said that god forgot to put baking powder on my nose...thus it is flat. Funny now cos it was meant as a joke but it was really tough to accept it when i was younger.  When I was younger, yes I wish I could have a prettier nose...to escape from the teases. That was then, I was vain and i am still vain now but i don't think that i would do anything to my face cos, i'm happy with my looks.  We have had our faces ever since we were little tiny teeny embryos and we should appreciate that we have all eyes, ears, nose and mouth.  I know some of you would be like "ya ya yada yada yada" But that's what i've learnt.&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/13962823-113084344754196210?l=carmenjotshere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/feeds/113084344754196210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13962823&amp;postID=113084344754196210&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/113084344754196210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/113084344754196210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/2005/11/appreciating-ones-looks.html' title='Appreciating one&apos;s looks'/><author><name>Carmen L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09761941861339629502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13962823.post-113076274644175924</id><published>2005-10-31T20:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-31T20:48:32.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Cleaning brings surprises...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Today is spring cleaning day in my house...somehow, everyone was in the mood to clean something. Anyways, it all started with my dear sis. I woke up and found her clearing her shelves of her books accumulated since F1. She had neatly stacked the books and notes and tied them using rafia. Well, i intended to clean my room yesterday but didn't manage to do so cos i slept half the day off. As i was going to start cleaning my room, my uncle came over to do spring cleaning with his floppies. hahar...who still uses floppies? He wanted to print some stuff also but couldn't cos i forgot to install the printer driver after i reformated the hard drive. Once he went home, I began removing the books and junk from my shelves and wiped them. While i was cleaning my room, my dad decided he should get busy too by clearing the clutter on the table in the living room...lol! I admit i get distracted easily...if i find some junk lying ard like photos, bags, etc i will play ard with them before putting them back to place. While I was clearing my drawers, I was surprised to find a stack of photos placed in an envelope. Those photos were taken when i was in Primary 6...my class trip to malacca, canteen day and my sis's b'day pic. It was amusing to find things like this lying ard...just brings me back to my primary school yrs. Apart from the photos, I found a Pierre Cardin pen which i didn't know I even had. I took some time to recall how the pen got here...aha, it was a present from my godfather when i went to visit him during my hols. Well, the pen was pretty nice, so i took some time off to practice signing my name on scrap paper...important ma, since i'm 18, should get one complicated stylo-milo signature. I found my old spectacles that i used to have...one green one (Form4-5), one blue one (Form5-SAM) and a purple one (SAM). Judging by how the specs look like, i can say that i'm one clumsy bum...they had missing parts! Then i found letters that were unsent because I either forgot or didn't have the guts to send. Last but not least, I found a mini blue teddy which, belonged to my nephew, Yih Hang and was "abducted" by my mom by mistake...distracted as usual, i stuck the teddy on white paper using sticky tack and took mugshots of it...wahahahaha. By the time i finished clearing the drawers and table it was pretty late in the evening. Swept the dusty floor, vaccummed the nooks and crannies and finished with mopping the floor. Tada! Sparkling Clean! I'll leave the wardrobe for tmr...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;                                          Dear blue teddy looking cute with his pink bow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5509/1248/1600/DSCN0235.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5509/1248/320/DSCN0235.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;*Hsiao Chee che che...does ur son still remember his toy? if he does, i'll keep it...if he doesn't, then i'll make dear teddy my keychain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13962823-113076274644175924?l=carmenjotshere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/feeds/113076274644175924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13962823&amp;postID=113076274644175924&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/113076274644175924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/113076274644175924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/2005/10/spring-cleaning-brings-surprises.html' title='Spring Cleaning brings surprises...'/><author><name>Carmen L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09761941861339629502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13962823.post-113059784473268944</id><published>2005-10-29T22:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-29T22:57:24.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'>There are always first times...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I've won a Biotherm Hamper worth RM500 today!  My first time in lucky draw...and i've won!  wooooopeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee....i'm so happy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Went shopping in OU today.  My mom bought me some cosmetics from Biotherm (cos my skin needs serious help) and after bargaining a long time, my mom settled for the bill and i got a chance to try my luck with the lucky draw wheel.  The promoter cheekily said "spin harder ar!" and so i did...and got myself a RM500 hamper!  When the arrow pointed at the "hamper" sign on the board, the lady screamed with excitement...and I blur as ever was stunned, not knowing what was happening.  Then i was read the board and went "ooo...i've won the hamper". lol!  Never believed in such things... always thought that these things would not happen to a person like me.  I guess wearing red for past two days during my papers did do its charm...keke.  Didn't buy much other than the cosmetics mom got me and a wallet from momoe (this was necessary cos the sides of my wallet were peeling and looking pretty crappy)...everything was super expensive and i always thought that...hmmm, these things looks pretty simple and worth less than its price, perhaps i could sew one and it would be much cheaper.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Visited my grandpa after shopping.  He had gone to Fujian for a short holiday with his old buddies.  Little did i know that he fell sick while he was in China...poor old man.  He got nagged by my mom and uncle.  Well, travelling was my grandpa's...erm, what should i say, passion?  He loved doing it.  He's gone to Europe, China, Australia, Sabah, here there everywhere and age has caught up with him but he doesn't seem to like it.  He had actually planned to go to Kuantan with his friends next month but my uncle issued the red light...NO NO NO!!! He should be at home recuperating instead of over-exerting himself with the long hours of bus rides to and fro and not to mention lots of walking.  I sure hope he'll recover soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13962823-113059784473268944?l=carmenjotshere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/feeds/113059784473268944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13962823&amp;postID=113059784473268944&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/113059784473268944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/113059784473268944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/2005/10/there-are-always-first-times.html' title='There are always first times...'/><author><name>Carmen L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09761941861339629502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13962823.post-113051404772762619</id><published>2005-10-28T23:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-28T23:40:47.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll stop complaining...</title><content type='html'>yeap i will...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13962823-113051404772762619?l=carmenjotshere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/feeds/113051404772762619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13962823&amp;postID=113051404772762619&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/113051404772762619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/113051404772762619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/2005/10/ill-stop-complaining.html' title='I&apos;ll stop complaining...'/><author><name>Carmen L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09761941861339629502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13962823.post-113038678983590691</id><published>2005-10-27T11:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-27T12:19:49.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is my 120th post</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yeap...long winded me has posted the 120th post since June 2005.  From the boring imageless black b/g blog (which my mom hated cos she said it was difficult to read) to the ultra girly pink blog with a chatbox and tonnes of pictures to share with the ppl that i know...boy so much has changed.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This week was indeed a long one...3 papers in 2 days!  I had to regurgitate what i've studied for the past 3 months...yes it's still study and vomit concept even in uni.  The first paper i had to sit for was ENG1060 (computing for engineers)...do take a look at yoong kang's blog to see the irony in the paper.  There i found out that the ladies is a great place to get ideas to solve questions when u are lost.  Next was ENG1030 (electrical systems)...i kena con by the 7 marks question....argh!  I sat for the ENG1050(engineering materials) yesterday and ...i have nothing to say abt it...like was most dota-ers would say...gg ade. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Right now, i have a tonne of mixed feelings all rolled into one.  i am relieved that i have only one paper to go, happy that my holidays (3 months) are approaching, worried because i dunno whether i can retain my scholarship (very very), bored because i am free for the next two weeks before i have to sit for the last paper, tired because of the nights i spent on studying and worrying abt the exams and i can go on...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13962823-113038678983590691?l=carmenjotshere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/feeds/113038678983590691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13962823&amp;postID=113038678983590691&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/113038678983590691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/113038678983590691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/2005/10/this-is-my-120th-post.html' title='This is my 120th post'/><author><name>Carmen L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09761941861339629502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13962823.post-112972141669034199</id><published>2005-10-19T19:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-20T16:12:07.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'>More ramblings...(in random order)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;went to uni today at abt 2-ish to attend structures cos there was a presentation to do, yeah for the 3rd bridge project. this time around, only 2 members were required to do the presentation so, my group made ryan and angelo donut our reps cos they did a superb job the last time. both of them were nervous because they found out last minute that they were given marks for presenting the contents...all the while, we thought that we were given marks for the contents of the presentation. nevertheless, ryan charmed the crowd and jen nee with his excellent PR skills and urm,tee yen was trying to be funny by making silly comments on the slides like.."ooo, that's new", "erm, our slides practically says everything" etc *smacks head*. overall, it was alright la...judging by the fact that both of them didn't know abt the marks scheme.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;well, i'm evil...i admit haha! tee yen got a msg from halim in the lecture hall and i volunteered to help him reply his msg cos he was busy doing electrical stuff. surprisingly, he let me...and guess what i did...? i typed what tee yen asked me too but i added a line "i love u" before i sent it. tee yen was so kan cheong and called halim to explain...hahaha, but halim didn't know what was going on cos he hasn't received the msg yet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;when i went home, it was raining torrents outside. met billie, su lin, sue-ann and yong hsin while waiting for my dad to pick me up. yong hsin was asking su lin to keep his laptop cos he was addicted to DOTA even tho D-day was approaching real soon (next week). it was really amusing cos su lin said no then billie offered but yong hsin was changed his mind cos billie stayed kinda far from uni...and when he really wants to use his laptop, he would be in deep trouble...haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;anyways, i didn't know who used my name on my chatbox and said "yahoo! time to eat nasi lemak!" didn't know abt it until colin asked me why i talked abt nasi lemak suddenly...and i was like "huh, what are u talking about?" i went to my bloggie and saw the chatbox and was even more puzzled. quite funny la...just out of the blue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;there was so much going on in campus yesterday...the sun was having some hip hop challenge thing and brought along a huge bunch of noise making punks and deejays to monash uni, there was a blood drive at the foyer, there was some booth selling contact lens and spectacles and another booth selling samsung phones and LCD monitors. all of these when we were supposed to be cooped up at home preparing for our finals! i met dennis while waiting for my group mates in the foyer...he followed his dad to monash cos his dad was in charge of the sun thingy. it has been hell long of a time since i saw him...he studies in MMU and is sooooo busy when i call him out. he didn't change much...still the same old dennis who sat next to me in 5 Mawar...haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;aih, i miss 5 Mawar out of a sudden...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5509/1248/400/0081.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;L-R &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3rd row: wei hao, vish, colin, jian liang, leonard, ccy, si, heng wai, nabil, kin hoe, dennis, kuo meng&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2nd row: kean sheng, lee ling, yee sim, sheen yee, yuen teng, melissa, qian hui, hui ching, me, michelle, munz, kin seng&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1st row: su ying, mursyidah, jess, shau fun, huey yng, sush, hong ling, sarah, jun may, bhavani, yee san&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;seating: jo ann, sara, fui chin, yoong xiong, puan fee, sin yi, su yi, peng chuan and last but not least, dinesh.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13962823-112972141669034199?l=carmenjotshere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/feeds/112972141669034199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13962823&amp;postID=112972141669034199&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/112972141669034199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/112972141669034199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/2005/10/more-ramblingsin-random-order.html' title='More ramblings...(in random order)'/><author><name>Carmen L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09761941861339629502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13962823.post-112963314194163935</id><published>2005-10-18T18:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-18T19:00:18.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Happy but stressed...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;how's that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;anyways...decided to revamp my bloggie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;all pink now...girl power, yaya..haha (konon)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;anyways...the holidays countdown has begun...Yay! 25 days more...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;*the only stars that i could reach are just starfish on the beach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13962823-112963314194163935?l=carmenjotshere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/feeds/112963314194163935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13962823&amp;postID=112963314194163935&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/112963314194163935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/112963314194163935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/2005/10/today.html' title='Today'/><author><name>Carmen L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09761941861339629502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13962823.post-112922285961243538</id><published>2005-10-14T00:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-14T01:00:59.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yea yea...i regret it...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Should have started studying earlier...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;11 days and counting...to the finals...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;one word...diela!&lt;/span&gt;&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/13962823-112922285961243538?l=carmenjotshere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/feeds/112922285961243538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13962823&amp;postID=112922285961243538&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/112922285961243538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/112922285961243538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/2005/10/yea-yeai-regret-it.html' title='Yea yea...i regret it...'/><author><name>Carmen L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09761941861339629502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13962823.post-112861167769113991</id><published>2005-10-06T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-06T23:14:37.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exam timetable for Sem 2, 2005</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Just a reminder to myself and my fellow engineering ppl...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;MONDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;24 October 2005&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;8.30 a.m. Computing...this sucks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;1.30 p.m. Electrical&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;(WHY ON EARTH ARE THESE TWO PAPERS PLACED ON THE SAME DAY!!!! WHICH NITWIT DID THIS?!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;WEDNESDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;26 October 2005&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;8.30 a.m. Materials&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;WEDNESDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;9 November 2005&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;8.30 a.m. Structures&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;(WHICH OTHER NITWIT PLACED A GOOD TWO WEEKS IN BETWEEN BEFORE THE LAST PAPER???!!!  WHY WHY WHY!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;GOOD LUCK TO ALL...and myself...cos i really really need it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;*Been praying real hard...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13962823-112861167769113991?l=carmenjotshere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/feeds/112861167769113991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13962823&amp;postID=112861167769113991&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/112861167769113991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/112861167769113991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/2005/10/exam-timetable-for-sem-2-2005.html' title='Exam timetable for Sem 2, 2005'/><author><name>Carmen L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09761941861339629502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13962823.post-112861123261450511</id><published>2005-10-06T22:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-17T19:07:12.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Laporan Untuk Hari Ini</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;this is going to be a super long post...so beware.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;TIME IS PRECIOUS INDEED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,255,51)"&gt;19 days till the finals.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,255,51)"&gt;6 weeks till freedom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,255,51)"&gt;2 days before the week ends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,255,51)"&gt;sigh...tickety tock, tickety tock...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,255,51)"&gt;time is passing by real fast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,255,51)"&gt;I'm supposed to switch into the NERD mode by now somehow, the dial got faulty and I'm still in the HOLIDAY mode.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,255,51)"&gt;NERD mode = start studying at 8 p.m. and end at 12 a.m etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,255,51)"&gt;HOLIDAY mode = start studying at 10 p.m. and end at 12 a.m...or rather not hit the books at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,255,51)"&gt;all. extra time would be spent on stoning and msn-ing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;DISEASES IN CAMPUS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,102,204)"&gt;well, i sat for my structures test today...for once, i was over-confident. and yes, pride comes before a fall...i did badly. i just knew it....i have a gut feeling about it. man...this sucks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,102,204)"&gt;PETS is spreading in the campus. btw, PETS stands for Pre Exam Tension Syndrome. It has two categories...one for students, PETSS and the other for lecturers, PETSL. PETSS can be seen as students struggle to complete projects and what not that are due DAYS before the exam while trying to retain what they have read to sit for the papers. PETSL can be seen in lecturers who get emo half way thru lectures...and storm out of the hall.. like today. who, i shall not name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,102,204)"&gt;The other disease that have become an epidemic in campus is the flu. Each lecture is like an ochestra of sneezes, coughs, weezes, sniffles, snuffles etc. It goes in tune you know, first the back row, then the middle row and followed by the front row...ahhh, talk abt music. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;FOOD AND HYGIENE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;i went to the Pink shop yesterday with ling ying, su lyn and jolene...and we had the OPPORTUNITY to sit right at the back of the shop, just in front of the kitchen. Guess what we saw...silhouettes of cockroaches on the window ledge of the kitchen...how ugghhhhh! There was a bucket of ikan bilis next to the ledge...I swear, i will never eat nasi lemak there again...anything but that! I decided to try out the nasi lemak in Medan today...the shop has an interesting name..."Liku Liku" sounds like some mahjong game man. Anyways, as I was fumbling for coins in my wallet, I kinda accidentally dropped a 20 cent coin into the sambal. I THINK the lady saw it...but she didn't do anything...haha, the funny thing was, the guy beside me was like "Tambah lagi sambal..tambah..tambah" lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;DRIVING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,0)"&gt;been driving TO uni lately (NOT back from uni). Ok la..but my dad is still like "Pls tap the break!" "Are you comfortable with the speed, slow down ok?" "Corner coming up, slow down ar" "Car coming...wait wait" "Junction now...must be very careful, anytime got car one" Annoying as it may be...these will be memories that i will cherish when I'm older...perhaps, I'll turn out like my dad when i have my own children who want to drive. Haha...then they will have the time of their lives! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;PMR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,204,255)"&gt;I know, I know...PMR is none of my business...just putting it in for the fun of it. My sis is sitting for her PMR now (GOOD LUCK AND JIA YOU!)...I don't recall being as tensed as she was...as far as I remember, PMR was the least stressful exam i've ever had. She had tonnes of tuition...fyi, she has tuition every monday,tuesday,thursday,friday and sunday!!! Omygawd...i think i would have gone mad before PMR if i had so much of tuition! I suppose times have changed...ppl are getting more exam minded these days. In fact, everything is driven by exams...u have to sit for exams to get to high school, uni and even work! btw, my sis had a two hour break before her next paper...guess what, her friends came over and ordered McD's for lunch...KIDS NOWADAYS!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;MOTOROLA RZR V3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,204,51)"&gt;Been having fun with my phone lately...snapping pics at random and recording silly videos with it. Been pissing my sis off by making her my "model" for my pics. Took pics and videos while she was studying...while scolding me...what fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,204,51)"&gt;The phone is still new...so I'm taking super good care of it by sticking a screen protector on the screen on the cover but sadly, the darn protector peeled out by itself...so louyah one! weiwen was telling me that i have to use it with style...there's a way to flip the cover open etc...haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;ROCK CLIMBING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went rock climbing with Irwin and Yinn the other day in Kepong. It's a new place called DeltaRovers near Yinn's house. The routes are freaking hard(national climbers train here wor)...even harder for me cos I've not done it for months! I prefer the rock climbing place in Summit cos i find the routes easier...and the place is more brightly lit. The charges are more or less the same...I paid RM8 the other day cos I shared shoes with Yinn. Usually it'll be RM15 in summit. The guy manning the place was Francis...he set the routes in Summit before joining DeltaRovers. Friendly guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://planet.time.net.my/KLCC/drover/index.htm"&gt;http://planet.time.net.my/KLCC/drover/index.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;check out the site to find out abt the location.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;BEING LONG WINDED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,153,51)"&gt;Yeah yeah...enuff for now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/13962823-112861123261450511?l=carmenjotshere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/feeds/112861123261450511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13962823&amp;postID=112861123261450511&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/112861123261450511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/112861123261450511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/2005/10/laporan-untuk-hari-ini.html' title='Laporan Untuk Hari Ini'/><author><name>Carmen L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09761941861339629502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13962823.post-112835316964084198</id><published>2005-10-03T23:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-03T23:26:09.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A fickle minded me...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;In mechatronics.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Out electrical.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;I hope that's my final decision.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;For now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Maybe...&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/13962823-112835316964084198?l=carmenjotshere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/feeds/112835316964084198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13962823&amp;postID=112835316964084198&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/112835316964084198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/112835316964084198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/2005/10/fickle-minded-me.html' title='A fickle minded me...'/><author><name>Carmen L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09761941861339629502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13962823.post-112816643890292611</id><published>2005-10-01T19:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-01T19:37:41.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the hols are officially over...the exam countdown starts</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;One week...that was it. Gosh, i wish that the hols were longer. Not enough of rest!!!&lt;br /&gt;So, it's only 3 weeks away from my finals...and after that...3 months of hollies!!!&lt;br /&gt;yay!&lt;br /&gt;well, that's the only motivation for me now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;*sniffles* i think i caught the flu bug...blowing my nose by the second.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;anyways, i found out that cuz khai bought the same phone as i did!  my,my, what a coincidence!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;haha...well, both of us are trying to learn how to use our phones...how jakuny!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13962823-112816643890292611?l=carmenjotshere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/feeds/112816643890292611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13962823&amp;postID=112816643890292611&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/112816643890292611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/112816643890292611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/2005/10/hols-are-officially-overthe-exam.html' title='the hols are officially over...the exam countdown starts'/><author><name>Carmen L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09761941861339629502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13962823.post-112788686290411756</id><published>2005-09-28T13:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-28T13:54:22.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beamingz...</title><content type='html'>Haha...I am elated!  I drove to campus today of course with my dad beside me.   It's a good start...tho, it was a year and a half late.  Smooth sailing there. (yes, one way only, dad said he'll let me rest. lol!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, i got my phone.  Which model, i shall not tell...hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;Yay!  thanks mom and dad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13962823-112788686290411756?l=carmenjotshere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/feeds/112788686290411756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13962823&amp;postID=112788686290411756&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/112788686290411756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/112788686290411756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/2005/09/beamingz.html' title='Beamingz...'/><author><name>Carmen L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09761941861339629502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13962823.post-112764671256948878</id><published>2005-09-25T19:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-25T19:26:57.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Phone? Ebay?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Hmmmz...i was planning to buy a new phone...which model, I shan't tell lest u ppl will say that i'm a brat! (esp cuz khai) So, just for the fun of it...i went to ebay malaysia to check it out. To my surprise, some of the units sold were much much cheaper than market price...way cheaper. I was thinking...why would they be selling it cheaper? It comes in the full set with warranty and all the accessories. Man, it's a real good deal! But...it sounds too fishy...doesn't make sense. Yeah yeah, i'm a jakun...not internet savvy enough... i don't really fancy internet transactions, they're too risky. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Anyways, i'm so shocked that Daniel won...why? Man, i voted for Nita...(more than once) and she didn't win..sighs...what happened la malaysians?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;btw...i still want to go shoe shopping...badly *hint* *hint*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13962823-112764671256948878?l=carmenjotshere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/feeds/112764671256948878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13962823&amp;postID=112764671256948878&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/112764671256948878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/112764671256948878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/2005/09/new-phone-ebay.html' title='New Phone? Ebay?'/><author><name>Carmen L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09761941861339629502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13962823.post-112752820657136552</id><published>2005-09-24T09:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-24T10:31:15.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hols are in...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;The hols are in...man, at last! I've just finished my Materials assignment...and I am practically free for the week! The main activity that I'll be doing throughout this whole week is to recharge myself...through lotsa lotsa zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz! For a start, I've slept practically half the day off till i woke up with a headache yesterday. I've finished reading Hareee Potteerrrr yesterday as well (thanks cuz Khai for the book). I wouldn't say I totally enjoyed it...rather monotonous and detailed for me. The only parts that were interesting were those with Albus Dumbledore taking Harry through the Pensieve to look at the memories of other people. The whole love thingy in the story just suggests that "it's complicated" for those teeny boppers in the story. Shouldn't delve deeper into the plot lest I'll be hit on the head for spoiling the fun of those who have not read it yet. I think "The Goblet Of Fire" was the best Harry Potter book I've read so far... absolutely loved it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;I was watching the Malaysian Idol finale yesterday with my sis...it was the first time i watched it for this season. I don't know why but I just couldn't be bothered to follow the other episodes...too much of bad singing and crying. Well, personally, I think Nita rawcks...she's got lotsa girl power! Judging by yesterday's performance, it was clear cut that Nita should win. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I've done my part to vote...hehe.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Btw, Daniel sounds like a girl. Simon said that he won't support neither...cos he thinks that Daniel sucks (agree!) and Nita looks like one kind (wth?!!). She's ok looking la...lots of spunk. My mom thinks that she looks like a younger version of Francis Yip which, I think is true to a certain extent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Since I had all the time i wanted after completing my assignments, I went surfing on the net to check out the local bands. I've been wanting to do so for the longest time but didn't have the time to do it. I admit that i've been very biased of the local bands cos I think that they are wannabes (I seriously can't stand those who try to be like Linkin Park and end up like some freaks screaming). Anyways,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.i-bands.net/"&gt;http://www.i-bands.net/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; is a good place to start.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well, they have the talent but lack of publicity. Well, it's not a thing for students in KL to drive around looking for gigs to go to firstly because there's the trouble to get transportation back and forth. (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;For me, if i had the car (which in a million years know i wouldn't), I would call my friends out and go for such gigs! I totally missed out on the Jazz Fest last month because of this) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Secondly, it's usually hard to get the dates unless u surf online for it (which i did). This would of course be different in places like Singapore and Melbourne. The thing about local bands is that they are new...thus they are experimental and fresh. That's the thing that I like...who wants ppl who sound like rock stars wannabes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;I think that's all for this post till i get more stuff to blab about.  btw, i want go shoe shopping!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13962823-112752820657136552?l=carmenjotshere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/feeds/112752820657136552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13962823&amp;postID=112752820657136552&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/112752820657136552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/112752820657136552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/2005/09/hols-are-in.html' title='Hols are in...'/><author><name>Carmen L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09761941861339629502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13962823.post-112732027129384442</id><published>2005-09-22T00:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-22T00:31:11.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I love Mr. A-Z</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I love Jason Mraz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Getting crazy and whimsicaly these days...&lt;/span&gt;&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/13962823-112732027129384442?l=carmenjotshere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/feeds/112732027129384442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13962823&amp;postID=112732027129384442&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/112732027129384442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/112732027129384442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/2005/09/i-love-mr-z.html' title='I love Mr. A-Z'/><author><name>Carmen L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09761941861339629502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13962823.post-112731620744159201</id><published>2005-09-21T23:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-21T23:23:27.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yet another project completed</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;My group and I have been slaving lately to complete our paper bridge.  Yes, we are using newspaper to make bridges in engineering!  We've been rolling, folding, drilling(u can drill holes thru newspaper rods...haha), glueing, drying and weighing...our bridge was finally done!  It wasn't as visually attractive as other groups (some spray-painted theirs) but it was quite sturdy cos it took abt 24 kgs to cause the bridge to deflect by 6.5mm.  However, the bridge could only withstand abt 48kgs before it 'fractured'.  Shu Fenn's bridge could take up to 138kgs...omygawd!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Well, our group did our best...tho it was rather last minute and despite most of us being sick half the time.  Here are some pics of our bridge...they are jumbled up cos i am too blur to use hello picasa...lol.&lt;/span&gt;&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/13962823-112731620744159201?l=carmenjotshere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/feeds/112731620744159201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13962823&amp;postID=112731620744159201&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/112731620744159201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/112731620744159201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/2005/09/yet-another-project-completed.html' title='Yet another project completed'/><author><name>Carmen L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09761941861339629502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13962823.post-112731516752020348</id><published>2005-09-21T23:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-21T23:06:07.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/1/7312/640/DSCN0109.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:4px solid #660066; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/1/7312/320/DSCN0109.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another group's bridge...it supported the weight of two persons...amazing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 8pt;'&gt;Posted by &lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;Picasa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13962823-112731516752020348?l=carmenjotshere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/feeds/112731516752020348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13962823&amp;postID=112731516752020348&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/112731516752020348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/112731516752020348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/2005/09/another-groups-bridge.html' title=''/><author><name>Carmen L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09761941861339629502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13962823.post-112731497878821305</id><published>2005-09-21T23:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-21T23:02:58.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/1/7312/640/DSCN0113.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:4px solid #660066; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/1/7312/320/DSCN0113.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more weights&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 8pt;'&gt;Posted by &lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;Picasa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13962823-112731497878821305?l=carmenjotshere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/feeds/112731497878821305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13962823&amp;postID=112731497878821305&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/112731497878821305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/112731497878821305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/2005/09/more-weightsposted-by-picasa.html' title=''/><author><name>Carmen L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09761941861339629502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13962823.post-112731496707157279</id><published>2005-09-21T23:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-21T23:02:47.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/1/7312/640/DSCN0112.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:4px solid #660066; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/1/7312/320/DSCN0112.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;placing weights on the bridge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 8pt;'&gt;Posted by &lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;Picasa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13962823-112731496707157279?l=carmenjotshere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/feeds/112731496707157279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13962823&amp;postID=112731496707157279&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/112731496707157279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/112731496707157279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/2005/09/placing-weights-on-bridge.html' title=''/><author><name>Carmen L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09761941861339629502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13962823.post-112731495289543336</id><published>2005-09-21T23:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-21T23:02:32.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/1/7312/640/DSCN0108.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:4px solid #660066; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/1/7312/320/DSCN0108.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jen nee giving marks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 8pt;'&gt;Posted by &lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;Picasa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13962823-112731495289543336?l=carmenjotshere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/feeds/112731495289543336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13962823&amp;postID=112731495289543336&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/112731495289543336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/112731495289543336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/2005/09/jen-nee-giving-marksposted-by-picasa.html' title=''/><author><name>Carmen L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09761941861339629502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13962823.post-112731493785738028</id><published>2005-09-21T23:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-21T23:02:17.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/1/7312/640/DSCN0107.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:4px solid #660066; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/1/7312/320/DSCN0107.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bridge pageant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 8pt;'&gt;Posted by &lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;Picasa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13962823-112731493785738028?l=carmenjotshere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/feeds/112731493785738028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13962823&amp;postID=112731493785738028&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/112731493785738028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/112731493785738028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/2005/09/bridge-pageantposted-by-picasa.html' title=''/><author><name>Carmen L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09761941861339629502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13962823.post-112731491371165211</id><published>2005-09-21T23:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-21T23:01:53.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/1/7312/640/DSCN0103.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:4px solid #660066; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/1/7312/320/DSCN0103.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the bridge on the scales...just for the fun of it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 8pt;'&gt;Posted by &lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;Picasa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13962823-112731491371165211?l=carmenjotshere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/feeds/112731491371165211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13962823&amp;postID=112731491371165211&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/112731491371165211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/112731491371165211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/2005/09/bridge-on-scales.html' title=''/><author><name>Carmen L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09761941861339629502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13962823.post-112731489339442695</id><published>2005-09-21T23:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-21T23:01:33.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/1/7312/640/DSCN0102.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:4px solid #660066; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/1/7312/320/DSCN0102.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a blurer pic of the senget bridge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 8pt;'&gt;Posted by &lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;Picasa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13962823-112731489339442695?l=carmenjotshere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/feeds/112731489339442695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13962823&amp;postID=112731489339442695&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/112731489339442695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/112731489339442695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/2005/09/blurer-pic-of-senget-bridgeposted-by.html' title=''/><author><name>Carmen L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09761941861339629502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13962823.post-112731487938226313</id><published>2005-09-21T23:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-21T23:01:19.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/1/7312/640/DSCN0096.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:4px solid #660066; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/1/7312/320/DSCN0096.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the senget bridge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 8pt;'&gt;Posted by &lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;Picasa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13962823-112731487938226313?l=carmenjotshere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/feeds/112731487938226313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13962823&amp;postID=112731487938226313&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/112731487938226313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/112731487938226313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/2005/09/senget-bridgeposted-by-picasa.html' title=''/><author><name>Carmen L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09761941861339629502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13962823.post-112731989054287232</id><published>2005-09-20T23:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-22T00:24:50.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ICC 2005 - Kuala Selangor</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well, as I've mentioned in my earlier post, I signed up for ICC 2005 and was posted to Kuala Selangor to clean up the mangrove swamps.  The day started with the fellow MNS members congregating at the foyer.  As usual, we were scheduled to leave at 7.30 a.m. but some members were late and we only left at 8 a.m.  The society booked two buses to ferry 40 odd members.  The two buses weren't as grand as the ones we took to Gua Tempurung...keke.  We had a Bas Persiaran back then but this time, we took Bas Pekerja.  I didn't mind...as long as the ac was there.  We were each given a bottle of water and a bun before we left.  I wolfed mine down because I didn't get to eat breakfast (I woke up late).  The journey to Kuala Selangor was abt an hour and a half, we didn't make any stops in btw.  I had a good chat with Amanda in the bus.  It was great to know abt her doggies (she loves her two doggies)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;We reached Kuala Selangor abt 10-ish and we had to pick our boots and gloves.  I tried on the boots and it felt rather queer cos I've not worn a pair before and they smell rather rubbery-stinko.  The gloves and boots were slicky inside...felt funny when i walk.  Soon after, we were gathered at the entrance and separated into groups of ten.  A guide gave us a little briefing to tell us where we were supposed to go to and when he was done, he thanked us for lending a hand to clean up the mangroves.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I was in Group 2 and was supposed to clean up the mid-section of the boardwalk.  Armed with black garbage bags, data card and a pen, Amanda, Beryl and I started combing the place.  We found rather funny items in that area i.e.  a bottle of talcum(full), tons of shoes, a dress and a bicycle helmet (how on earth did it get there?!!) The work was labourious...we collected two bags and found out only ten minutes has just passed.  It took forever before we were told we could call it a day.  The hard work didn't stop there because we had to carry whatever we collected first to the lake where we stopped to wash our boots and gloves and then to the main entrance.  The journey to the main entrance was totally torturing...imagine walking with two heavy bags under the hot sun!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;When we finally got to the main entrance, we were happy to hear the ice-cream man ringing his bell.  Thirsty and hot we marched to him to buy ice-creams to quench our thirst and to beat the heat.  Well, he's a blood-sucker...his ice-creams had limited flavours and were superly over-priced!  God...if I was not desperate...I swear I wouldn't have bought the freaking yam flavoured ice-cream.  I was surprised to see some going back for a second helping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;We left Taman Alam abt late 2-ish but not before a group pic.  Everyone was exhausted to the max and were sleeping soundly in the bus on the way back to Monash campus.  I was slept through as well and I kinda missed two calls from my mom who was in penang...keke!  We reached Sunway at 5 p.m and I went home shortly after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;It was a tiring day but the rewards were great because it was happy to know that I've done my part to keep Mother Nature clean.  However, the junk that we collected was just a fraction of what there really is cos we couldn't go further into the mangrove swamp lest we get lost.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I slept even more after I bathed and ate...woke up with a sore back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Here are some pics that were taken in Kuala Selangor...(courtesy of Amanda)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13962823-112731989054287232?l=carmenjotshere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/feeds/112731989054287232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13962823&amp;postID=112731989054287232&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/112731989054287232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/112731989054287232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/2005/09/icc-2005-kuala-selangor.html' title='ICC 2005 - Kuala Selangor'/><author><name>Carmen L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09761941861339629502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13962823.post-112731787617250168</id><published>2005-09-20T23:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-21T23:54:16.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/1/7312/640/2474.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 4px solid rgb(102, 0, 102); margin: 2px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/1/7312/320/2474.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the most rewarding moment of the day...sitting by the lake washing our boots and gloves while enjoying the gentle breeze kiss our scorching cheeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8;"&gt;Posted by &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;Picasa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13962823-112731787617250168?l=carmenjotshere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/feeds/112731787617250168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13962823&amp;postID=112731787617250168&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/112731787617250168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/112731787617250168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/2005/09/most-rewarding-moment-of-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Carmen L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09761941861339629502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13962823.post-112731789764722534</id><published>2005-09-20T23:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-21T23:53:17.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/1/7312/640/d663.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 4px solid rgb(102, 0, 102); margin: 2px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/1/7312/320/d663.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the lake...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8;"&gt;Posted by &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;Picasa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13962823-112731789764722534?l=carmenjotshere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/feeds/112731789764722534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13962823&amp;postID=112731789764722534&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/112731789764722534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/112731789764722534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/2005/09/lake.html' title=''/><author><name>Carmen L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09761941861339629502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13962823.post-112731780143450158</id><published>2005-09-20T23:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-21T23:55:12.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/1/7312/640/47a3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 4px solid rgb(102, 0, 102); margin: 2px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/1/7312/320/47a3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another rubbish collection spot. we have to lug the bags to the main entrance under the hot sun...totally...ouch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8;"&gt;Posted by &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;Picasa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13962823-112731780143450158?l=carmenjotshere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/feeds/112731780143450158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13962823&amp;postID=112731780143450158&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/112731780143450158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/112731780143450158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/2005/09/another-rubbish-collection-spot.html' title=''/><author><name>Carmen L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09761941861339629502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13962823.post-112731775705296215</id><published>2005-09-20T23:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-21T23:55:24.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/1/7312/640/d79a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 4px solid rgb(102, 0, 102); margin: 2px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/1/7312/320/d79a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rubbish collection centre...so ugly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8;"&gt;Posted by &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;Picasa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13962823-112731775705296215?l=carmenjotshere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/feeds/112731775705296215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13962823&amp;postID=112731775705296215&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/112731775705296215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/112731775705296215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/2005/09/rubbish-collection-centre.html' title=''/><author><name>Carmen L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09761941861339629502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13962823.post-112731770491278318</id><published>2005-09-20T23:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-21T23:55:59.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/1/7312/640/3eb3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 4px solid rgb(102, 0, 102); margin: 2px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/1/7312/320/3eb3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;clean..clean..clean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8;"&gt;Posted by &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;Picasa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13962823-112731770491278318?l=carmenjotshere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/feeds/112731770491278318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13962823&amp;postID=112731770491278318&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/112731770491278318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/112731770491278318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/2005/09/clean.html' title=''/><author><name>Carmen L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09761941861339629502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13962823.post-112731772559706176</id><published>2005-09-20T23:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-21T23:55:43.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/1/7312/640/ded0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 4px solid rgb(102, 0, 102); margin: 2px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/1/7312/320/ded0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all cleaned&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8;"&gt;Posted by &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;Picasa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13962823-112731772559706176?l=carmenjotshere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/feeds/112731772559706176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13962823&amp;postID=112731772559706176&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/112731772559706176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/112731772559706176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/2005/09/all-cleaned-posted-by-picasa.html' title=''/><author><name>Carmen L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09761941861339629502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13962823.post-112731769364299159</id><published>2005-09-20T23:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-21T23:54:56.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/1/7312/640/294b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 4px solid rgb(102, 0, 102); margin: 2px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/1/7312/320/294b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright...the marshy spot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8;"&gt;Posted by &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;Picasa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13962823-112731769364299159?l=carmenjotshere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/feeds/112731769364299159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13962823&amp;postID=112731769364299159&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/112731769364299159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/112731769364299159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/2005/09/alright.html' title=''/><author><name>Carmen L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09761941861339629502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13962823.post-112731650043320024</id><published>2005-09-20T23:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-21T23:54:01.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/1/7312/640/IMG_3378.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 4px solid rgb(102, 0, 102); margin: 2px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/1/7312/320/IMG_3378.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ICC 2005 at Taman Alam Kuala Selangor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8;"&gt;Posted by &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;Picasa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13962823-112731650043320024?l=carmenjotshere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/feeds/112731650043320024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13962823&amp;postID=112731650043320024&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/112731650043320024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/112731650043320024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/2005/09/icc-2005-at-taman-alam-kuala-selangor.html' title=''/><author><name>Carmen L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09761941861339629502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13962823.post-112721611446233365</id><published>2005-09-20T19:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-20T19:35:14.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dead..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Electrical sucks...and i'm majoring in it next year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I have nothing else to say...&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/13962823-112721611446233365?l=carmenjotshere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/feeds/112721611446233365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13962823&amp;postID=112721611446233365&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/112721611446233365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/112721611446233365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/2005/09/dead.html' title='Dead..'/><author><name>Carmen L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09761941861339629502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13962823.post-112680200182645468</id><published>2005-09-15T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-16T00:33:21.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random ramblings...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Taking a breather from electrical work right now...sighs, it's so sucky cos i got rusty from all the stupid nodal and mesh analysis and I have to go through the past examples to do the new questions...nuff bout work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Will be going to Kuala Selangor this Saturday for the International Coastal Cleanup (ICC) thingy.  It's an annual event held by the Ocean Conservancy... and this year marks its 20th anniversary.  Basically, we provide the manpower to comb the coastal areas (ie Kuala Selangor) and clear rubbish in the areas.  Main concerns are plastic bags because they trap fishes and they die of suffocation.  There was something from the coastal cleanup site(refer below) that I found interesting...the amount of cigarette filters collected in ICC 2004 was enough to link the earth and moon twice!  Just imagine how many filters have been floating in the ocean?  We've been told that we might stumble upon syringes therefore, we have to be very careful just in case they might be infected.  Going to the swampy and marshy areas means that there would be lots of mosquitoes...well, i'd be ready for that...haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Many people take nature for granted (me inclusive) and it's time for them to do their part to conserve nature.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;below are the links to coastal cleanup and ocean conservancy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;do take time to check the sites out and see how u can support.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.coastalcleanup.org/pub1/index.cfm"&gt;http://www.coastalcleanup.org/pub1/index.cfm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.oceanconservancy.org/site/PageServer?pagename=abt_mission"&gt;http://www.oceanconservancy.org/site/PageServer?pagename=abt_mission&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;*darn it...the power supply just went off...how am i going to roll newspapers for my bridge and study for electrical now?!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/13962823-112680200182645468?l=carmenjotshere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/feeds/112680200182645468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13962823&amp;postID=112680200182645468&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/112680200182645468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/112680200182645468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/2005/09/random-ramblings.html' title='Random ramblings...'/><author><name>Carmen L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09761941861339629502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13962823.post-112660921114575016</id><published>2005-09-13T18:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-13T19:09:20.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting sick..of ...erm...boys</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well, as all of u know already...I am in the engineering faculty. I am surrounded by guys...lotsa them. The ratio of girls to guys in the engineering faculty in my sem was one girl to eight guys. Wow, some of u might say. Carmen u are so lucky...so many guys! That was what I thought at first but somehow, after days...months and close to a year now...i think i'm so wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel under-appreciated. It's just their little mannerisms that pisses me off...their insensitivity, their ego, the way they talk...I'm like ONE OF THE GUYS...so sorry, I'd like to be a girl. Hanging out with girls is better anytime...lunches with guys for example would be followed by dota forums which, I am totally not interested in. I will be in my own world while they'll be talking abt blue server, the best weapon, the best character lalala god knows what. I can't change them...I don't have the right to do so...I rather stick to girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I am making a generalisation here based on what i've seen...to those really sweet gentlemen out there...my apologies to u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13962823-112660921114575016?l=carmenjotshere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/feeds/112660921114575016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13962823&amp;postID=112660921114575016&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/112660921114575016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/112660921114575016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/2005/09/getting-sickof-ermboys.html' title='Getting sick..of ...erm...boys'/><author><name>Carmen L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09761941861339629502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13962823.post-112643987982310850</id><published>2005-09-11T19:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-12T17:53:38.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Girl Vs. Cat</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;I couldn't take it anymore...peekaboo's fur is getting more greyish eversince the haze. I had to wash him by hook or by crook...something that he and I don't enjoy. Why do cats hate water...Why do they run when u wash them?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;It's like a war between woman and cat...come near me and i'll dig my sharp claws on u *meow!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Below is the sequence of what happens when i bathe the cat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;Ok, so i get a bottle of ca&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;t shampoo. I read the instructions and it says "Lather on fur and leave it for 5 minutes". Alright, so I did as required with some difficulty but alas, i managed. The next thing i know, my cat sat himself down licking his tummy! His tongue was frothy and blue-ish. Omygawd..."Peekaboo, what on earth are u doing? Why do u do that?!!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;I run to him pick himself up as he struggles to free himself. Was very tempted to dip him into a bucket of water that was nearby to wash him clean once and for all but that will just create more chaos and scratches...so, I won't risk it. Takes wet cloth to clean off the shampoo on cat. Why can't he just sit still?!! Another 10 minutes passes by and cat is finally clean but the end is far from over...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Cat is wet...therefore needs some drying else will die of hypothermia. Turns on hairdryer...the whirring sound of it scares the hell out of cat and cat arches back to get ready for some serious fight with his new enemy, the hairdryer. So, the hairdryer won't do the trick...get some old towel and rubs him dry. Looks like a big fat orange furball when cat was dried. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Time to comb his coat of fur...using a toothbrush ( I can't afford those fancy looking brushes for my cat, improvisation will do) Loose fur gets tangled on toothbrush, clears fur on toothbrush...(looks like brown cotton candy...thanks, but no thanks). Phone rings, left toothbrush and cat outside...Comes back in a jiffy to find cat licking the toothbrush and relishing his cotton candy. Oh God...! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Peekaboo...please, keep urself clean...please please please.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5509/1248/1600/DSCN0010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5509/1248/320/DSCN0010.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13962823-112643987982310850?l=carmenjotshere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/feeds/112643987982310850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13962823&amp;postID=112643987982310850&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/112643987982310850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/112643987982310850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/2005/09/girl-vs-cat.html' title='Girl Vs. Cat'/><author><name>Carmen L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09761941861339629502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13962823.post-112610640375613243</id><published>2005-09-07T23:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-07T23:50:32.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Packing my emotions</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Was very upset yesterday because of my tutor. (shouldn't elaborate cos he's a total idiot!) It took that to trigger all the emotions i have bottled up in me for so long... i just broke down and sobbed till i slept. I hate going thru that...putting myself down and separating myself from others. I could go on for days like that but i prefer not to...i'm not totally into feeling sad for so long. I just realised that i had something wrong in me...i realised suddenly that i've been crying more often than usual...as in twice a week...i was shocked to realise that fact. Was i going crazy? Was i depressed? i didn't know why i'm so upset...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I was thinking that there is a limit to how much a person can laugh...once u pass the limit, everything goes downhill...was i using laughter to hide what i feel? but what's bothering me so badly? I really don't know...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Life is empty for me...i wake up every morning...go thru the same routine of going to uni, attending classes, coming home exhausted, doing work, reading, sleep. it's meaningless...it's so &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;DEAD&lt;/span&gt;. There should be more to life than this...i know studies should be my top priority now but to do that every that to hold on to the scholarship is not what i want... i want to enjoy life. i don't want uni to suck the life out of me. i guess i lost track of &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BIG&lt;/span&gt; picture, the picture of my life...the road that i'm taking.  i totally lost it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;well, everything's not totally lost...at least i still have my family and friends. Thanks to them, i picked myself up from the glum and dark dungeon that i fell into. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;*happiness is just a state of mind, it's up to u to feel happy*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13962823-112610640375613243?l=carmenjotshere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/feeds/112610640375613243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13962823&amp;postID=112610640375613243&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/112610640375613243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/112610640375613243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/2005/09/packing-my-emotions.html' title='Packing my emotions'/><author><name>Carmen L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09761941861339629502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13962823.post-112592925786588867</id><published>2005-09-05T21:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-05T22:07:37.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sea of RED...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;speaking of coincidence, there were loads of people wearing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;red&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;today in class (including me...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;it could be that it is a monday today...everyone needed something to boost morale or some sort (because of the freaking material test i suppose) and i heard somewhere that wearing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;red&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; i&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;s good to bring up vitality and energy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;brings me back to the days in taylor's cos there was one time SAM students were encouraged to wear the same colour code in conjunction to the national day celebration...it was blue on monday, yellow on tuesday, red on wednesday, white on thursday and national costume on friday.  it was really awesome standing at the guardhouse and watch the people turn into a sea of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;RED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;... woah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;darn materials sucked the life of me...took my weekend...TOTALLY.  i'm sooooo tired cos i only got home at 8 plus. (the test was at 6!)  well, he was le&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;nient...he let us pair up to do the test so in the end, we passed up one paper per pair...weeeee.  i paired up with su lin and we had a fun time beating around the bush...our answers were so long-winded and i wonder lee would get bengang from reading our bs that he will tear the paper.  haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;one thorn pulled out, many more to go...really have to catch up with electrical cos i've been sooooo slacking these few days (not my fault, she's so freaking boring and her writing is so darn &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;smalllllllllll&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;...not to forget, i have a presentation this wednesday followed by a computing test on thursday.  just when i thought i could relax this weekend and join yinn to some rugby game in Kelana Jaya...i found out i have another Structures test next thursday...argh, i just did one LAST week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;i am so numbed by work already man...they just come...i just take it...dunno whether i can last till the end of the sem...haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13962823-112592925786588867?l=carmenjotshere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/feeds/112592925786588867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13962823&amp;postID=112592925786588867&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/112592925786588867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/112592925786588867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/2005/09/sea-of-red.html' title='Sea of RED...'/><author><name>Carmen L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09761941861339629502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13962823.post-112577097305032380</id><published>2005-09-04T02:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-04T02:09:33.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm sad...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I've put on weight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;i'm sad...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;i'm vain...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;i'm hopeless...&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/13962823-112577097305032380?l=carmenjotshere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/feeds/112577097305032380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13962823&amp;postID=112577097305032380&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/112577097305032380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/112577097305032380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/2005/09/im-sad.html' title='I&apos;m sad...'/><author><name>Carmen L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09761941861339629502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13962823.post-112574936015669665</id><published>2005-09-03T19:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-05T23:03:54.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update For This Week</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Monday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;-went to uni reluctantly. started to hate going to uni on mondays. got to know that i have to sit for materials test on FRIDAY and there's tons to study for it...was scared to death. how i dread materials. Jeffrey a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;nnounced that there would be a replacement class for wed's structures..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;and of all days, it had to be on a saturday! I HATE MONDAYS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;-feeling relieved cos materials test was postponed to next monday. more time to study but it's just the same. Got to know that i have a computing test next thursday...pfft! Ter-scalded my finger while doing m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;y robot, was held back for almost an hour because of the robot. it was worth it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;.it's pretty cool cos it's light sensitive, it detects light and moves towards th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;direction. here  are some pics of it...&lt;br /&gt;                                   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Side view &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5509/1248/1600/DSCN2359.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5509/1248/320/DSCN2359.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;                                     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;a shacky rear view  &lt;/span&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;                                    &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5509/1248/1600/DSCN2358.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5509/1248/320/DSCN2358.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                             &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;another shaky front view&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5509/1248/1600/DSCN2356.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5509/1248/320/DSCN2356.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Wednesday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;-slept off the whole day...very tired these days...studied what i had to study...more tired after that...T_T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Thursday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;-classes as usual. sat for structures test...pretty gelabah...dropped my pencil and ruler one after another...had a bad feeling abt it. nonetheless, had fun with billie, sue ann, weiwen and chris at mcd's after electrical lecture. found out that my tutor lost my test paper...dunno what to do(was so upset that i cried, so emo la) went to swensen's in ss2 to meet &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;up with sara before she left for leeds next thursday. managed to meet up with su ying, racheal, her sis, christine and wei hao. went to pasar malam at cheow yang after that. felt better after that...happiness is a state of the mind...*chants*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5509/1248/1600/sy%20and%20hy2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5509/1248/320/sy%20and%20hy2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;                                   &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; su ying and i at swensen's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5509/1248/1600/all24.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5509/1248/320/all24.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                           &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; group pic, cw, bottom right: sara, su ying, wei hao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;                                            the poser, rachael and me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Friday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;-more reading for materials and computing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;-class at 10-12pm. Discussed on the finishing touches for the project. after that, i had superb chicken rice for lunch with family...what to say, i am contented! slept thru the afternoon...studied...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;*darn it...my camera ran out of battery...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;will put up the pics after i charge it. =P &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13962823-112574936015669665?l=carmenjotshere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/feeds/112574936015669665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13962823&amp;postID=112574936015669665&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/112574936015669665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/112574936015669665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/2005/09/update-for-this-week.html' title='Update For This Week'/><author><name>Carmen L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09761941861339629502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13962823.post-112519571855984433</id><published>2005-08-28T10:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-28T10:26:11.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why Oh Why...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Why is it that when i long for something, i really really want it but i have it in front of my face...i find that it's not what i wanted in the first place..?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;below are the common examples:-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;1) clothes - when i try them in the fitting room, they flatter my appearance but when i buy and wear them out...i look like a cow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;2) songs - i heard a song from somewhere, it sounds really good and i'm dying to listen to it. So, i will try to get them in the internet. After hours of d/l the album...they don't sound that good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;3) movies - i will anticipate for a movie that has been the talk of the town. I watch it and feel...bleh, the storyline sucks. Not my two cents worth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;4) Food - i have sudden crave for a certain food...blueberry cheesetart, curry noodles etc. when i finally get to taste them...they don't taste like what i have imagined they would taste like.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;i can go on...but i shan't to save myself from grabbing to "complain queen" trophy.&lt;/span&gt;&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/13962823-112519571855984433?l=carmenjotshere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/feeds/112519571855984433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13962823&amp;postID=112519571855984433&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/112519571855984433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/112519571855984433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/2005/08/why-oh-why.html' title='Why Oh Why...'/><author><name>Carmen L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09761941861339629502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13962823.post-112519520302738342</id><published>2005-08-26T10:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-28T10:13:23.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dearest Mommy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Happy Birthday to U!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I love u very much!&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/13962823-112519520302738342?l=carmenjotshere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/feeds/112519520302738342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13962823&amp;postID=112519520302738342&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/112519520302738342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/112519520302738342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/2005/08/dearest-mommy_26.html' title='Dearest Mommy'/><author><name>Carmen L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09761941861339629502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13962823.post-112519637246811727</id><published>2005-08-26T10:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-28T10:33:32.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/1/7312/640/DSCN0285.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 4px solid rgb(102, 0, 102); margin: 2px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/1/7312/320/DSCN0285.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dearest Mommy and Daddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8;"&gt;Posted by &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/" target="ext"&gt;Picasa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13962823-112519637246811727?l=carmenjotshere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/feeds/112519637246811727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13962823&amp;postID=112519637246811727&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/112519637246811727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/112519637246811727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/2005/08/dearest-mommy-and-daddy.html' title=''/><author><name>Carmen L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09761941861339629502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13962823.post-112479330824849191</id><published>2005-08-24T18:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-24T22:34:28.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random jottings..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Feeling so lazy...a bag of lazy bones.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Listening to damien rice's "BLower's Daughter" from the movie "Closer".  THe title sounds pretty vulgar...the song is depressing...in fact all his songs are depressing!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Work is piling up...so much to do...so many tests coming up...so many assignments to hand up...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;somehow, i can't find the enthusiasm and motivation to do them...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;gah...feel as i'm wasting the money that my parents use to pay for my uni fees...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;feeling shitty...must be damien rice.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13962823-112479330824849191?l=carmenjotshere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/feeds/112479330824849191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13962823&amp;postID=112479330824849191&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/112479330824849191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13962823/posts/default/112479330824849191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carmenjotshere.blogspot.com/2005/08/random-jottings.html' title='Random jottings..'/><author><name>Carmen L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09761941861339629502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
