<?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-17617037</id><updated>2011-04-21T22:03:02.581-07:00</updated><category term='Naga'/><title type='text'>An Awesome Place To Be</title><subtitle type='html'>... awesomely awesome ...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>kaling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715866404382760602</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>142</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17617037.post-3697282609014307229</id><published>2008-11-19T02:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T02:23:24.772-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Iced Coca Cola!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4OyCEDTeRmI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4OyCEDTeRmI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;CocaCola by &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Little Red&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;A little Aussie music always heals.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17617037-3697282609014307229?l=kalingrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/3697282609014307229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17617037&amp;postID=3697282609014307229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/3697282609014307229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/3697282609014307229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/2008/11/cocacola-by-little-red-little-aussie.html' title='Iced Coca Cola!'/><author><name>kaling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715866404382760602</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-17617037.post-5113593858805850092</id><published>2008-11-19T02:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T02:19:48.959-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughtless thoughts</title><content type='html'>I guess there comes a point in life where you start to realise that you have to live life for yourself and noone else.&lt;br /&gt;(is that a song lyric? sounds vaguely familiar)&lt;br /&gt;Worrying about what other people want, what other people expect and worst of all, what you THINK other people expect and want..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It'll all get you nowhere. Fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there a difference between being totally selfish and bitchy.. and just looking out for oneself?&lt;br /&gt;Maybe not, but sure feels like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hah.&lt;br /&gt;Living alone makes you introspective.&lt;br /&gt;How sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's random photos from the recent adventures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/SSPn5i8kfgI/AAAAAAAAAfk/nXbXdSKBLDk/s1600-h/P1040036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270310964773027330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/SSPn5i8kfgI/AAAAAAAAAfk/nXbXdSKBLDk/s400/P1040036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/SSPn5WQ1rQI/AAAAAAAAAfc/l6mFNypDlK4/s1600-h/P1040160.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270310961368378626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/SSPn5WQ1rQI/AAAAAAAAAfc/l6mFNypDlK4/s400/P1040160.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/SSPn5BxKsiI/AAAAAAAAAfU/OBFwzkkthZs/s1600-h/P1040060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270310955866829346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/SSPn5BxKsiI/AAAAAAAAAfU/OBFwzkkthZs/s400/P1040060.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/SSPn44JKuiI/AAAAAAAAAfM/vANluGaOcDA/s1600-h/P1040225.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270310953283140130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/SSPn44JKuiI/AAAAAAAAAfM/vANluGaOcDA/s400/P1040225.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/SSPn4qzQy2I/AAAAAAAAAfE/xltELDZ5K2w/s1600-h/P1040182.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270310949701602146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/SSPn4qzQy2I/AAAAAAAAAfE/xltELDZ5K2w/s400/P1040182.JPG" 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/17617037-5113593858805850092?l=kalingrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/5113593858805850092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17617037&amp;postID=5113593858805850092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/5113593858805850092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/5113593858805850092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/2008/11/thoughtless-thoughts.html' title='Thoughtless thoughts'/><author><name>kaling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715866404382760602</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/SSPn5i8kfgI/AAAAAAAAAfk/nXbXdSKBLDk/s72-c/P1040036.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17617037.post-3851533225101705431</id><published>2008-08-08T22:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T22:23:04.981-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ice Ice Baby</title><content type='html'>The day started off as a typically beautiful Australian day&lt;br /&gt;Bright blue skies, white fluffy clouds and the bright sun warming the pleasant winter day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1:30pm&lt;br /&gt;Was in class, enraptured by my Media War and Peace class.. (between staring at the walls and doodling in my book)&lt;br /&gt;Then.. ka-boom.. massive thunder and lightning.. unlike the type that you'd usually see in Aussie weather&lt;br /&gt;It was like some higher power was looking down at us saying &lt;em&gt;"Yep, they've had enough good weather... so... BOO!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked out of class, worried that I'd be SOAKED to the bone..&lt;br /&gt;And what do I see?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232381059173474594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/SJ0m2dmEYSI/AAAAAAAAAWM/-aEgEpRAujg/s400/07082008134.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ground was covered with white stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;"what the...."&lt;/span&gt; thought Me..&lt;br /&gt;Snow..??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was&lt;strong&gt; HAIL&lt;/strong&gt;..!!&lt;br /&gt;It got cold enough that it HAILED..&lt;br /&gt;It never hails in Wollongong..!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shocking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was ice everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232381039934003906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/SJ0m1V7BWsI/AAAAAAAAAV8/A784p6FsWec/s400/07082008132.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course, me in my flat shoes.. with no socks...&lt;br /&gt;I very quickly had ice in my shoes.&lt;br /&gt;And i couldn't feel my toes.&lt;br /&gt;But I was so excited that there was ice on the ground..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/SJ0m12RujhI/AAAAAAAAAWE/8XEJU6XHdkY/s1600-h/07082008133.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232381048619175442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/SJ0m12RujhI/AAAAAAAAAWE/8XEJU6XHdkY/s400/07082008133.jpg" 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/17617037-3851533225101705431?l=kalingrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/3851533225101705431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17617037&amp;postID=3851533225101705431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/3851533225101705431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/3851533225101705431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/2008/08/day-started-off-as-typically-beautiful.html' title='Ice Ice Baby'/><author><name>kaling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715866404382760602</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/SJ0m2dmEYSI/AAAAAAAAAWM/-aEgEpRAujg/s72-c/07082008134.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17617037.post-3497961184102165518</id><published>2008-07-27T06:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T22:04:54.512-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Winter Wonderland</title><content type='html'>Winter seems to breeze by when you have someone to cuddle up to in the cold &lt;div&gt;When a personal radiator will warm up your frozen fingers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When you sleep more soundly when you hear the breath of someone sleeping next to you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now winter feels like the cliche winter expression: &lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;frosty, windy, gloomy and cold.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A lonely picture I paint.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So emo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eiran hopped on a plane and spent a month with me over the winter uni holidays.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had a whole itinerary planned out, complete with lots of chill-out do-nothing days..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Waiting at the airport for someone was a new experience for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was a total &lt;em&gt;"Love Actually"&lt;/em&gt; moment..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I could see the camera expression as I waited.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Camera focuses on my eagerly searching self, while people around me are reunited with their loved ones&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tears, hugs, laughs.. the works.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Meanwhile, I still patiently, and then not-so-patiently, wait for my 'someone' to walk out of those gates.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But finally he walks out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227689865975915138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/SIx8PFFnYoI/AAAAAAAAAVU/YM3yZpH880c/s400/collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's good to have a low maintenance boyfriend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Most of the time we just spent sitting on the lawn at the Botanical Gardens, feeding the ducks and moorhens stale bread.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or sitting by the Harbour fishing with a $55 cheapo rod..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My birthday surprise for the boy was to take him to the top of the Sydney Harbour Bridge, thanks to the BridgeClimb Experience&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really recommend this to anyone that's visiting Sydney.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's so awesome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can't explain it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Climbing to the top of the Bridge, seeing the Sydney Opera House and the glory of Darling Harbour in the glow of the sunset,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Watching the blue blue sky fade into a mix of deep orange and blood red, then like fireflies, the night lights of Sydney City come alive, while comets of red light flash right underneath you as the cars of Sydney whizz back and forth on the Bridge.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sucks that they don't let you take any cameras on the Climb itself.&lt;br /&gt;Everywhere I looked just screamed "OMG, PHOTO OPP!".. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The few 'photos' that they take for you, to be sold to you at the end of the Climb were blurry and out of focus AND a total rip.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But thankfully I have the memories in my head.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227689874112733154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/SIx8PjZlX-I/AAAAAAAAAVc/NSZgZ2gJ8PM/s400/collage2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Grand Pacific Drive hugs the South Coast all the way from Sydney down to Wollongong&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We stopped at Bald Hill Lookout Point, where hanggliders take off from&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The view from there was amazing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And as we looked out towards the sea, Eiran's sharp eyes caught a glimpse of splashes in the water..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Dolphin! Dolphin!"&lt;/strong&gt; said I..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Nolah.. big fish..."&lt;/strong&gt; said Eiran..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"... must be a pretty damn big fish..."&lt;/strong&gt; thinks I..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They were whales!! Migrating down south to breed, they're fairly abundant at this time of year..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But still, how awesome is it to see migrating whales.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went on a whale watching cruise in Jervis Bay, which was awesome.. But more on that later.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For now, just enjoy pictures..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227689878562661666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/SIx8Pz-h5SI/AAAAAAAAAVk/xanJ1Y56AEc/s400/collage+.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227689887555090562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/SIx8QVefeII/AAAAAAAAAVs/fbBq8CIlV64/s400/collage3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227689895519176146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/SIx8QzJRxdI/AAAAAAAAAV0/PNXlLKZIAAQ/s400/collage4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17617037-3497961184102165518?l=kalingrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/3497961184102165518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17617037&amp;postID=3497961184102165518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/3497961184102165518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/3497961184102165518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/2008/07/winter-seems-to-breeze-by-when-you-have.html' title='Winter Wonderland'/><author><name>kaling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715866404382760602</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/SIx8PFFnYoI/AAAAAAAAAVU/YM3yZpH880c/s72-c/collage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17617037.post-765499215768971223</id><published>2008-07-26T01:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T06:51:20.957-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WebCamWhoring</title><content type='html'>Nyehehehe...&lt;br /&gt;Be warned when webcamming with me.&lt;br /&gt;I have PrintScreen trigger happy fingers.&lt;br /&gt;As Billie and SuLin have discovered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227232474692128578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/SIrcPZxpD0I/AAAAAAAAAVM/3T6RQ4YuJWI/s400/mouth+open.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bilz, SuLin n I were having the evergreen discussion about the incredibly miniscule mouth-size of mine.&lt;br /&gt;Yes lah, my mouth very small.&lt;br /&gt;Luckily my brain very big.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaha.. I can just see you rolling your eyes now, Billie..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then SuLin decided to whip out the sunglasses.&lt;br /&gt;*click*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227232470665731314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/SIrcPKxrHPI/AAAAAAAAAVE/F9W3Pxrogas/s400/sunnies.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17617037-765499215768971223?l=kalingrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/765499215768971223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17617037&amp;postID=765499215768971223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/765499215768971223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/765499215768971223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/2008/07/nyehehehe.html' title='WebCamWhoring'/><author><name>kaling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715866404382760602</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/SIrcPZxpD0I/AAAAAAAAAVM/3T6RQ4YuJWI/s72-c/mouth+open.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17617037.post-7221019085924176122</id><published>2008-06-22T05:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T05:54:57.919-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Look</title><content type='html'>Thought it was time for a change. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Actually, I was (or, am..) really bored at home.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So alternating between watching Rove interview Anne Hathaway and Steve Carrell,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And &lt;div&gt;I know it looks very messy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I gave up half-way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like almost every other endeavour I set out to do.. Half finished.updating the blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nvm lah. Can read, enough edi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So here's some random pics from what's been goin on this year so far.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214685139987686706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/SF5IgZh5ZTI/AAAAAAAAAUM/MdduxYPXD7M/s400/P1020152.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BEST &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;concert I've ever been to..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214685143018254546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/SF5Igk0cMNI/AAAAAAAAAUU/ZQuYgP9dyg8/s400/P1020262.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214685146497382770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/SF5Igxx7eXI/AAAAAAAAAUc/tlr6pKXPdm0/s400/P1020279.JPG" border="0" /&gt;And i'm not just saying that coz &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Dave Grohl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Taylor Hawkins&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; are &lt;strong&gt;awesomely awesome&lt;/strong&gt;. The concert was truly amazing..&lt;br /&gt;An extra stage descending from the ceiling where they play an acoustic set right in the middle of the moshpit..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Everlong&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Stacked Actors,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Times Like These&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Cold Day In The Sun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.. all my favourite songs..!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214685152775021698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/SF5IhJKopII/AAAAAAAAAUk/amk7ygKvw80/s400/16.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Geordie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;'s birthday night out in Wollongong Town.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214685158359057026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/SF5Ihd9-QoI/AAAAAAAAAUs/fGrAhP-d8Zc/s400/DSC09054.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Legendary. As usual.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214685861560774850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/SF5JKZmU8MI/AAAAAAAAAU8/CvdqALlP_Io/s400/DSC09124.JPG" border="0" /&gt;An awesome outing with CousinJoJo to the Hunter Valley,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Wine, Cheese.. and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Rob Thomas &amp;amp; Matchbox20&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; serenading us in the vineyard.. mmMMmm&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17617037-7221019085924176122?l=kalingrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/7221019085924176122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17617037&amp;postID=7221019085924176122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/7221019085924176122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/7221019085924176122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/2008/06/new-look.html' title='A New Look'/><author><name>kaling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715866404382760602</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/SF5IgZh5ZTI/AAAAAAAAAUM/MdduxYPXD7M/s72-c/P1020152.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17617037.post-156465980846666792</id><published>2008-06-13T05:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T06:04:49.589-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Horton the Awesome Pachyderm</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I meant what I said,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;And I said what I meant...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;An elephant is faithful.. One Hundred Percent!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Horton&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;note:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; "I need to get there asap!"... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hmmm.. wonder what 'asap' means.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Act Swiftly, Awesome Pachyderm..!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17617037-156465980846666792?l=kalingrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/156465980846666792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17617037&amp;postID=156465980846666792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/156465980846666792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/156465980846666792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-meant-what-i-said-and-i-said-what-i.html' title='Horton the Awesome Pachyderm'/><author><name>kaling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715866404382760602</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-17617037.post-5018664846448363562</id><published>2008-06-11T00:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T00:19:42.883-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.malaysianartistesforunity.info/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img title="free download" height="72" alt="free download" src="http://www.malaysianartistesforunity.info/wp-content/uploads/2008/05/mafu_banner.jpg" width="485" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Kinda strikes a resonating node in me..&lt;br /&gt;As cheesy as that may sound..&lt;br /&gt;But still.. living here in Australia, especially in a place that's not quite as urbanised as Sydney City.. you'd be amazed at how many "Wow, you speak really good ENGLISH".. or "So which part of China are you from..?".. you get the idea..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never thought myself to be patriotic, n what not..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Either way, check out the video.. spread the word..&lt;br /&gt;It's pretty cool..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's about time we broke the stereotype of Malaysian-made videos and songs.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/z8Wl3firJQk&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/z8Wl3firJQk&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17617037-5018664846448363562?l=kalingrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/5018664846448363562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17617037&amp;postID=5018664846448363562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/5018664846448363562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/5018664846448363562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/2008/06/kinda-strikes-resonating-node-in-me.html' title=''/><author><name>kaling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715866404382760602</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-17617037.post-829246404222875141</id><published>2008-05-13T07:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T07:08:23.680-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/SCmgoPVqE2I/AAAAAAAAATo/7VcPC2FiWV4/s1600-h/bilzbday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199863857948529506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/SCmgoPVqE2I/AAAAAAAAATo/7VcPC2FiWV4/s400/bilzbday.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/SCmgovVqE3I/AAAAAAAAATw/bdkB4_u7SHw/s1600-h/karbs+bday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199863866538464114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/SCmgovVqE3I/AAAAAAAAATw/bdkB4_u7SHw/s400/karbs+bday.jpg" 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/17617037-829246404222875141?l=kalingrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/829246404222875141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17617037&amp;postID=829246404222875141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/829246404222875141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/829246404222875141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/2008/05/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>kaling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715866404382760602</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/SCmgoPVqE2I/AAAAAAAAATo/7VcPC2FiWV4/s72-c/bilzbday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17617037.post-8459090593255516620</id><published>2008-05-01T06:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T06:22:26.407-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ah Flai&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and I am damn &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FLLAIII!!!&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17617037-8459090593255516620?l=kalingrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/8459090593255516620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17617037&amp;postID=8459090593255516620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/8459090593255516620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/8459090593255516620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-am-ah-flai.html' title=''/><author><name>kaling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715866404382760602</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-17617037.post-8940556268915229201</id><published>2008-04-30T21:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T21:56:43.487-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You see, wire telegraph is a kind of a very, very long cat. You pull his tail in New York and his head is meowing in Los Angeles. Do you understand this? And radio operates exactly the same way: you send signals here, they receive them there. The only difference is that there is no cat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Albert Einstein&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17617037-8940556268915229201?l=kalingrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/8940556268915229201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17617037&amp;postID=8940556268915229201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/8940556268915229201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/8940556268915229201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/2008/04/you-see-wire-telegraph-is-kind-of-very.html' title=''/><author><name>kaling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715866404382760602</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-17617037.post-322472177395116474</id><published>2008-04-27T06:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T06:51:41.601-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/SBSDJGVqDfI/AAAAAAAAATA/-q9ZKUTm-U4/s1600-h/6.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Brother went for Surf Lessons, when he was here back in February&lt;br /&gt;Got inspirsed by Li's Surf blogpost, so decided to put up some nice summer-y pictures, seeing as it's wet and miserable right now.&lt;br /&gt;I'm living vicariously through my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, i'm not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193919672334552498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/SBSCbGVqDbI/AAAAAAAAASg/Ktp_w3bXJVw/s400/3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;As I can remember it, the day was really sunny and bright.. duh, SUMMER in australia.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193919680924487106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/SBSCbmVqDcI/AAAAAAAAASo/X8z1863K_Xk/s400/4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193919689514421730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/SBSCcGVqDeI/AAAAAAAAAS4/QslG26g064Q/s400/6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193919685219454418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/SBSCb2VqDdI/AAAAAAAAASw/MyA8EIcLBL0/s400/5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/SBSDJmVqDhI/AAAAAAAAATQ/jTBgiRVSrxY/s1600-h/8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193920471198469650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/SBSDJmVqDhI/AAAAAAAAATQ/jTBgiRVSrxY/s400/8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So my brother suited up.. And got into the water.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193920466903502338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/SBSDJWVqDgI/AAAAAAAAATI/6T3JXKwZDjk/s400/7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;With not much success.. hahaAHAHhaa... can't you just see me by the sand, laughing my pants off.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/SBSDKGVqDiI/AAAAAAAAATY/uDaerp1A7fE/s1600-h/9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193920479788404258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/SBSDKGVqDiI/AAAAAAAAATY/uDaerp1A7fE/s400/9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/SBSDKWVqDjI/AAAAAAAAATg/rqMu2NKTH04/s1600-h/P1020118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193920484083371570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/SBSDKWVqDjI/AAAAAAAAATg/rqMu2NKTH04/s400/P1020118.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the day ended on a beautiful note.. Sunny skies.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/SBSCa2VqDaI/AAAAAAAAASY/I4KsCyuZ3mo/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193919668039585186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/SBSCa2VqDaI/AAAAAAAAASY/I4KsCyuZ3mo/s400/2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Oh and i have to mention,&lt;br /&gt;While we were waiting for my uncle to pick us up from the beach,&lt;br /&gt;My brother and I were fooling around,&lt;br /&gt;And he decided to give me a piggy back ride..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After some galloping around the playground, much to the delight of the little kiddies and the amusement of the grownups,&lt;br /&gt;My brother's surf-weary legs gave out..&lt;br /&gt;KERR-RASHH!!!&lt;br /&gt;Both of us stacked it, and got two brilliantly scraped knees for our troubles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, by then, we were so giddy on siao-ness,&lt;br /&gt;We just lay there giggling and laughing it up..&lt;br /&gt;The smallest little blonde girl walked up to us and asked..&lt;br /&gt;"Are you okay..??"&lt;br /&gt;While, a little boy in a pram, pushed by his mom, rolled past, snickering and pointing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, the inner child lives..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17617037-322472177395116474?l=kalingrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/322472177395116474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17617037&amp;postID=322472177395116474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/322472177395116474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/322472177395116474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/2008/04/brother-went-for-surf-lessons-when-he.html' title=''/><author><name>kaling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715866404382760602</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/SBSCbGVqDbI/AAAAAAAAASg/Ktp_w3bXJVw/s72-c/3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17617037.post-3048832469418933782</id><published>2008-04-04T04:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T04:16:51.267-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/R_YN-wlqFPI/AAAAAAAAASQ/CLnGkDE8qSE/s1600-h/P1010325.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185347392809604338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/R_YN-wlqFPI/AAAAAAAAASQ/CLnGkDE8qSE/s400/P1010325.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;Green.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185346774334313650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/R_YNawlqFLI/AAAAAAAAARw/M_ea2ySl0Xk/s400/tree2+(1+of+1).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185346787219215570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/R_YNbglqFNI/AAAAAAAAASA/aQlS9MDgsCQ/s400/frame+(1+of+1).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Me Likey &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Green&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185346782924248258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/R_YNbQlqFMI/AAAAAAAAAR4/e4xIzd_JdYQ/s400/tree3+(1+of+1).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17617037-3048832469418933782?l=kalingrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/3048832469418933782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17617037&amp;postID=3048832469418933782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/3048832469418933782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/3048832469418933782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/2008/04/green.html' title=''/><author><name>kaling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715866404382760602</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/R_YN-wlqFPI/AAAAAAAAASQ/CLnGkDE8qSE/s72-c/P1010325.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17617037.post-1020231159317789052</id><published>2008-03-28T04:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T05:33:39.808-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The best part about being back home is that you get to be together with the closest people in the world to your hearts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best part about being home is that&lt;strong&gt; you get to be with friends&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/R-zkvQlqFHI/AAAAAAAAARQ/T5GobvYDfaw/s1600-h/DSC08979.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182768771754497138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/R-zkvQlqFHI/AAAAAAAAARQ/T5GobvYDfaw/s400/DSC08979.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/R-zkvwlqFII/AAAAAAAAARY/wmLcDCglM_w/s1600-h/IMG_0586.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182768780344431746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/R-zkvwlqFII/AAAAAAAAARY/wmLcDCglM_w/s400/IMG_0586.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/R-zeMQlqFBI/AAAAAAAAAQg/jxo_6YiE7Bo/s1600-h/DSC08973.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182761573389308946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/R-zeMQlqFBI/AAAAAAAAAQg/jxo_6YiE7Bo/s400/DSC08973.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/R-zeOQlqFCI/AAAAAAAAAQo/DtsHiDFtvXc/s1600-h/DSC08974.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182761607749047330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/R-zeOQlqFCI/AAAAAAAAAQo/DtsHiDFtvXc/s400/DSC08974.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/R-zeOglqFDI/AAAAAAAAAQw/RRj8l2Hpdp4/s1600-h/DSC08975.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182761612044014642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/R-zeOglqFDI/AAAAAAAAAQw/RRj8l2Hpdp4/s400/DSC08975.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/R-zeQQlqFEI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/mNyCV-dwl0A/s1600-h/DSC08976.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182761642108785730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/R-zeQQlqFEI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/mNyCV-dwl0A/s400/DSC08976.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/R-zeRAlqFFI/AAAAAAAAARA/9eaMnNA8hQ4/s1600-h/DSC08977.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182761654993687634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/R-zeRAlqFFI/AAAAAAAAARA/9eaMnNA8hQ4/s400/DSC08977.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182768767459529826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/R-zkvAlqFGI/AAAAAAAAARI/lM-6Zr_b-bc/s400/DSC08978.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182768784639399058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/R-zkwAlqFJI/AAAAAAAAARg/n7ccgg_v5DU/s400/DSC08885.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182768788934366370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/R-zkwQlqFKI/AAAAAAAAARo/AIkUldq86X0/s400/DSC08877.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17617037-1020231159317789052?l=kalingrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/1020231159317789052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17617037&amp;postID=1020231159317789052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/1020231159317789052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/1020231159317789052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/2008/03/best-part-about-being-back-home-is-that.html' title=''/><author><name>kaling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715866404382760602</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/R-zkvQlqFHI/AAAAAAAAARQ/T5GobvYDfaw/s72-c/DSC08979.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17617037.post-4684608279397068797</id><published>2008-03-28T04:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T04:44:02.362-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ooooh....&lt;br /&gt;it's BEEN a while, hey..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nov 2007 to be exact.&lt;br /&gt;Wonder how many people still check into this little blog..&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't matter.&lt;br /&gt;Only the important people ought to be checking in anyway.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it's gonna be a short one, with heaps of pictures..&lt;br /&gt;Much has happened since Nov 2007&lt;br /&gt;Went back to KL for summer holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wan Tan Mee.. Curry Laksa.. Cantonese Fried Kway Teow..&lt;br /&gt;Bak Kut Teh.. Nasi Lemak.. Roti Canai..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the list goes on and on and on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas was one of the big reasons why summer back home was so awesome.&lt;br /&gt;Christmas is always awesome at my Godmother's place.&lt;br /&gt;Who would complain.&lt;br /&gt;Great food. Lots of presents.&lt;br /&gt;Good wine. Who needs more..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182756058651300802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/R-zZLQlqE8I/AAAAAAAAAP4/HJl3fF98ti0/s400/DSC08961.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Family..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182756075831170002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/R-zZMQlqE9I/AAAAAAAAAQA/0BqgwEING3Y/s400/DSC08963.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;The Extended Family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182756084421104610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/R-zZMwlqE-I/AAAAAAAAAQI/Zsn7lCt4gwM/s400/DSC08964.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Mommy and Daddy&lt;/span&gt;... awwww.... &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*gagggg*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and lastly... the entertainment of the night... :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182756097306006514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/R-zZNglqE_I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/iMB59X0Zlq8/s400/DSC08966.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182756105895941122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/R-zZOAlqFAI/AAAAAAAAAQY/teQTGAN78ko/s400/DSC08967.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17617037-4684608279397068797?l=kalingrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/4684608279397068797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17617037&amp;postID=4684608279397068797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/4684608279397068797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/4684608279397068797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/2008/03/ooooh.html' title=''/><author><name>kaling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715866404382760602</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/R-zZLQlqE8I/AAAAAAAAAP4/HJl3fF98ti0/s72-c/DSC08961.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17617037.post-3944680498974224293</id><published>2007-10-27T04:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-27T04:46:39.959-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b352/ngkaling14/myfamily-2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was watching Lilo &amp;amp; Stitch today.&lt;br /&gt;I love that movie.&lt;br /&gt;Still makes me teary-eyed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17617037-3944680498974224293?l=kalingrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/3944680498974224293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17617037&amp;postID=3944680498974224293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/3944680498974224293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/3944680498974224293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/2007/10/was-watching-lilo-stitch-today.html' title=''/><author><name>kaling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715866404382760602</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-17617037.post-3661886163313453882</id><published>2007-10-26T06:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T06:32:43.911-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Patience will reward with Brandon Boyd.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.soundwavefestival.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SoundWave Festival '08.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sydney Park, Alexandria.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's gonna be friggin' awesomely awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was Facebook-ing when I saw the &lt;em&gt;"Concerts near you"&lt;/em&gt; box in the Incubus iLike page.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Sydney and Melbourne"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&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;say WHAT!?&lt;strong&gt;?!?!!?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click.&lt;br /&gt;Soundwave Festival. What the frick is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rock Festival, which started out as an introductory rock concert for budding new rock groups.&lt;br /&gt;Which as evolved into a massive rock tour.&lt;br /&gt;And it hits Sydney February next year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;INCUBUS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is playing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;together with the likes of..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Offspring,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Coheed &amp;amp; Cambria,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Plain White T's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Cartel,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Jim Ward (of Sparta)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Red Jumpsuit Apparatus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can you say &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;OH MY GOD!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, i have registered for Early Bird tickets,&lt;br /&gt;And caught a cab home from work, instead of walking as i usually do&lt;br /&gt;Just so that I could get back home in time for 6pm, which was when the window opens for early bird tickets sales&lt;br /&gt;6 tickets, I do have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still don't know exactly who I'm going with,&lt;br /&gt;But I don't care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woohoo!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*Note: See &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Hilyah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for ultimate jealousness..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hily, I owe you one t-shirt, mopped with the drops of Brandon Boyd sweat, with his precious signature..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17617037-3661886163313453882?l=kalingrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/3661886163313453882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17617037&amp;postID=3661886163313453882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/3661886163313453882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/3661886163313453882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/2007/10/patience-will-reward-with-brandon-boyd.html' title=''/><author><name>kaling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715866404382760602</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-17617037.post-7150045382751969003</id><published>2007-10-14T03:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-14T04:20:50.373-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Hai, KawanKu Hily!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/RxH5KTalDVI/AAAAAAAAAPo/-GhfWDUc5hk/s1600-h/hily.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121148206702726482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/RxH5KTalDVI/AAAAAAAAAPo/-GhfWDUc5hk/s400/hily.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Alright that's as far as my malay goes..&lt;br /&gt;So..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Happy Birthday, Hily Billy..!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/RxH4vzalDQI/AAAAAAAAAPA/jq0WqvHqQWM/s1600-h/happy+birthday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121147751436193026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/RxH4vzalDQI/AAAAAAAAAPA/jq0WqvHqQWM/s400/happy+birthday.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Good times.. Good times..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/RxH4wjalDRI/AAAAAAAAAPI/24mP2Iu5gTQ/s1600-h/mamak+%2704.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121147764321094930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/RxH4wjalDRI/AAAAAAAAAPI/24mP2Iu5gTQ/s400/mamak+%2704.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Chilling out at the mamak, stuffy and humid as hell,&lt;br /&gt;Gossiping about the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Flower Power&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; chicks,&lt;br /&gt;Creating and re-creating our &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Top Ten list,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Mee Goreng and Nasi Tomato.. mmMmmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*when I found this photo, I started laughing to myself.. coz i remember exactly when this happened! haha.. tercelup your fingers into the chili!.. hilarious..&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/RxH4wzalDSI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/ZfRwUru41eI/s1600-h/school+of+rock+%2705.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121147768616062242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/RxH4wzalDSI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/ZfRwUru41eI/s400/school+of+rock+%2705.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Musical adventures of ICS Night '05, Halloween and School of Rock&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Sorry sorry, can I start again?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"...I'll be there in 30 mins"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two Steps Behind.. &lt;strong&gt;Little Wing&lt;/strong&gt;.. and our lyrical failure of Big Mistake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/RxH4xDalDTI/AAAAAAAAAPY/mz7XHC3Dd3U/s1600-h/chutney+rani+%2705.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121147772911029554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/RxH4xDalDTI/AAAAAAAAAPY/mz7XHC3Dd3U/s400/chutney+rani+%2705.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/RxH4yzalDUI/AAAAAAAAAPg/ME2xxlyE2LM/s1600-h/halloween+%2705.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121147802975800642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/RxH4yzalDUI/AAAAAAAAAPg/ME2xxlyE2LM/s400/halloween+%2705.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*oh man, remember that MASSIVE closet of costumes in the shop? and the Fake Boobs!!.. hahaha.. that was awesome.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/RxH3DjalDLI/AAAAAAAAAOY/QPkYIkL2cNc/s1600-h/trio+%2705.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121145891715353778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/RxH3DjalDLI/AAAAAAAAAOY/QPkYIkL2cNc/s400/trio+%2705.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i bet you forget that where we even took this photo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Radd's birthday, 2005..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Years and years ago.. hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/RxH3EDalDMI/AAAAAAAAAOg/r_zaZ5L2vfY/s1600-h/grr+team+%2705.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121145900305288386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/RxH3EDalDMI/AAAAAAAAAOg/r_zaZ5L2vfY/s400/grr+team+%2705.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ah yes.. our creative brain-child.. the Grrr Magazine..&lt;br /&gt;Or as Alison calls it.. the "Grrk" mag..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/RxH3EjalDNI/AAAAAAAAAOo/evkWBYAk3Ho/s1600-h/mascoly+%2706.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121145908895222994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/RxH3EjalDNI/AAAAAAAAAOo/evkWBYAk3Ho/s400/mascoly+%2706.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/RxH3FDalDOI/AAAAAAAAAOw/ESnzSV_2Prs/s1600-h/roleplay+%2706.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121145917485157602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/RxH3FDalDOI/AAAAAAAAAOw/ESnzSV_2Prs/s400/roleplay+%2706.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ah other random pics that I decided to throw in as well..&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, shall not be long til i return to the homeland..&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too bad I can't be there for the makan-makan sessions of your birthday,&lt;br /&gt;But we will definitely meet up to minumz when i get home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Happy Birthday, Hily!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/RxH3FjalDPI/AAAAAAAAAO4/-zueEt2--0w/s1600-h/doodles.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121145926075092210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/RxH3FjalDPI/AAAAAAAAAO4/-zueEt2--0w/s400/doodles.jpg" 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/17617037-7150045382751969003?l=kalingrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/7150045382751969003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17617037&amp;postID=7150045382751969003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/7150045382751969003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/7150045382751969003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/2007/10/hai-kawanku-hily-alright-thats-as-far.html' title=''/><author><name>kaling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715866404382760602</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/RxH5KTalDVI/AAAAAAAAAPo/-GhfWDUc5hk/s72-c/hily.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17617037.post-8166924354005504406</id><published>2007-09-30T00:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-30T02:07:55.930-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Callala Bay</title><content type='html'>Man, I haven't blogged in ages.&lt;br /&gt;I can't give the same ol' excuse that I haven't had the time, although i have been tied down between uni, working at the shop and handball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the handball season is officially over,&lt;br /&gt;Our team managed to secure second placing &lt;em&gt;(oh yeah!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;And it's mid-session break now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what's been going on with me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well..&lt;br /&gt;Over the mid-sess (pronounced mid-sesh), nine of us up and packed to Geordie's beach house down at &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Callala Bay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's name the people now and get it out of the way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Geordie, Ben, Ryan, Louise, Pip, Eric, Adam, Steve and me!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So three cars, packed to the MAX, puttered down the coast on the Sunday arvo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*note: I didn't pack THAT much.. despite what Ryan and Adam might say*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geordie, pulling executive powers of driver, made us listen to his music (consisting of "yo's", swear words, and very little else)&lt;br /&gt;I even burned a compilation of music for the trip.. titled &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;"The Awesomely Awesome Road Mix"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent the entire holiday just chilling out at the beach or in the house..&lt;br /&gt;Occasionally playing basketball and tennis..&lt;br /&gt;Occasionally having some alcohol to drink..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*mmmff*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who'm I kidding..&lt;br /&gt;We had alco every night..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey.. it's the holidays..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115905577707737778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/Rv9ZBIe1krI/AAAAAAAAAMI/YReIniRx66k/s400/adam.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weather was really good to us, and we had sunny days,&lt;br /&gt;Although the water was just a TAD bit cold..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Highlight of the whole trip:&lt;br /&gt;I saw &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Dolphins!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swimming in the water, I look up and see a fin..&lt;br /&gt;First thought that comes to my head: &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;"Shit..! Shark!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I mentally slapped myself and took a better look and saw many many fins.. and went &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"oooOOoh, Dolphins!!!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Noone believed that I saw the dolphins, and I had to clamber up onto &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Ben&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;'s tall tall shoulders to get a better look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hah!&lt;br /&gt;Doubt me!&lt;br /&gt;Damn you all..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/Rv9jWoe1k6I/AAAAAAAAAOA/Xx5GLTKqwyo/s1600-h/DSC08659.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115916942191203234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/Rv9jWoe1k6I/AAAAAAAAAOA/Xx5GLTKqwyo/s400/DSC08659.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/Rv9jXoe1k8I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/lMRYVYgPHHc/s1600-h/DSC08646.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115916959371072450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/Rv9jXoe1k8I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/lMRYVYgPHHc/s400/DSC08646.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; My protectors, the twin towers...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115905629247345346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/Rv9ZEIe1ksI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/AbTku31qr5Q/s400/friends.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/Rv9b3Ye1kwI/AAAAAAAAAMw/I9LPo-kLTDE/s1600-h/geord2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115908708738896642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/Rv9b3Ye1kwI/AAAAAAAAAMw/I9LPo-kLTDE/s400/geord2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/Rv9b34e1kxI/AAAAAAAAAM4/8JCK4hZTgoY/s1600-h/thumbs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115908717328831250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/Rv9b34e1kxI/AAAAAAAAAM4/8JCK4hZTgoY/s400/thumbs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/Rv9ZGYe1ktI/AAAAAAAAAMY/PJ9EUXGzA_s/s1600-h/pippa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115905667902051026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/Rv9ZGYe1ktI/AAAAAAAAAMY/PJ9EUXGzA_s/s400/pippa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/Rv9ZJYe1kuI/AAAAAAAAAMg/wghcz2pqwRI/s1600-h/adam2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115905719441658594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/Rv9ZJYe1kuI/AAAAAAAAAMg/wghcz2pqwRI/s400/adam2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/Rv9ZMYe1kvI/AAAAAAAAAMo/miWjJKRpJbs/s1600-h/ben2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115905770981266162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/Rv9ZMYe1kvI/AAAAAAAAAMo/miWjJKRpJbs/s400/ben2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then towards the night,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Pip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; showed us all her fire-making skills and built an awesome bonfire,&lt;br /&gt;While &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Geordie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; proved his chef skills on the bbq.&lt;br /&gt;Not to be beat, &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Adam&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;and I won the night of cuisine with our prowess at &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;s'more&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;-making.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;S'More&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, i hear?&lt;br /&gt;Stick a &lt;em&gt;nice fat squishy &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;marshmallow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;on the end of a stick, hold it out on the bonfire for ten seconds till it's crispy on the outside and lovely n gooey on the inside..&lt;br /&gt;Hold out a plain biscuit with a piece of &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;chocolate&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; on it&lt;br /&gt;Stick the &lt;strong&gt;gooey marshmallow&lt;/strong&gt; goodness onto the choc + biscuit&lt;br /&gt;Smush it together with another biscuit..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wallah!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;S'mOre Goodness.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115908730213733170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/Rv9b4oe1kzI/AAAAAAAAANI/8NVETtyWxCE/s400/bbq.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115910233452286818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/Rv9dQIe1k2I/AAAAAAAAANg/lYtZmERzZOE/s400/geord.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115910224862352210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/Rv9dPoe1k1I/AAAAAAAAANY/Tal934Z7Tvo/s400/smores.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115910237747254130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/Rv9dQYe1k3I/AAAAAAAAANo/WHF86QR9Yxo/s400/fire1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115910242042221442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/Rv9dQoe1k4I/AAAAAAAAANw/2n73p1FXShY/s400/fire2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115910250632156050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/Rv9dRIe1k5I/AAAAAAAAAN4/rqLfhT9h5es/s400/fire3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Ben&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;'s birthday, so naturally we all stayed up drinking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Everyone else anyway, i was as sober as a plank)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Caramel MudCake + IceCream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What more can you ask for in a midnight birthday snack..?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115908725918765858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/Rv9b4Ye1kyI/AAAAAAAAANA/urBa2SQBVD0/s400/ben.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't even begin to describe the awesomeness of our holiday down the coast.&lt;br /&gt;All of us didn't wanna leave the little house, we were having so much fun.&lt;br /&gt;Not when we knew that we had assignments, essays and uni work to return to.&lt;br /&gt;Damn the real world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115916950781137842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/Rv9jXIe1k7I/AAAAAAAAAOI/dIkA92WZ3ps/s400/friends+on+beach.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17617037-8166924354005504406?l=kalingrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/8166924354005504406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17617037&amp;postID=8166924354005504406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/8166924354005504406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/8166924354005504406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/2007/09/callala-bay.html' title='Callala Bay'/><author><name>kaling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715866404382760602</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/Rv9ZBIe1krI/AAAAAAAAAMI/YReIniRx66k/s72-c/adam.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17617037.post-8730100440722647237</id><published>2007-08-24T04:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T04:58:45.266-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went for Adam's 21st party a long long time ago.&lt;br /&gt;Have had these few editted pictures for a while now, but haven't had time to put them up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, had so much fun this night.&lt;br /&gt;Beer and Wine on tap, much thanks to the wonderfulness of Adam's parents.&lt;br /&gt;Boys had their beer, but I don't really like beer, so i pretty much had white wine the whole night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before heading to the party, we had lunch at Pip's house,&lt;br /&gt;Who very graciously entertained us with yummy food (Chinese takeaway and lamingtons!)&lt;br /&gt;Then we played this team quiz game, i forget what it's called.&lt;br /&gt;Watched Carl Baron, this Aussie stand-up comedian. He's the funniest thing ever!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note to self: find some Carl Baron stuff to download..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all hopped on the train to the party&lt;br /&gt;(Noone wanted to drive.. FREE alchohol what... )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i'm lazy to write.&lt;br /&gt;In a couple of words.. the whole night was awesomely awesome.&lt;br /&gt;Adam was drunk in the first TWO hours..&lt;br /&gt;He was on the floor.. "praying to the ceramic gods" as Ryan likes to put it.&lt;br /&gt;In other words, he was head deep in the toilet bowl spewing up all the alcohol.&lt;br /&gt;So the birthday boy spent half of his birthday bash in the toilet and then unconscious in the garage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michael Santos was also pretty drunk, although not as quick as Adam.&lt;br /&gt;It was sooo funny, watching Michael, who's usually either stoic, depressed, quiet or all of the above..&lt;br /&gt;And he was friggin BREAKDANCING on the dancefloor!&lt;br /&gt;He must have danced with every single girl at the party.&lt;br /&gt;It was so awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go Michael!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we didn't stay out too late, coz Michael was SERIOUSLY sick after that dance-fest,&lt;br /&gt;And we had to take care of him and call his mom to come pick him up.&lt;br /&gt;But overall, we had an awesomely awesome night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102227843587785554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/Rs7BMOQoQ1I/AAAAAAAAAL0/lgZY4XChZ-U/s400/many+people.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102227839292818242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/Rs7BL-QoQ0I/AAAAAAAAALs/Z7DbC9x0vGk/s400/adam.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/Rs7BLOQoQyI/AAAAAAAAALc/eSk7hQCVJgw/s1600-h/me+and+pippa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102227826407916322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/Rs7BLOQoQyI/AAAAAAAAALc/eSk7hQCVJgw/s400/me+and+pippa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/Rs7BLeQoQzI/AAAAAAAAALk/Eo8B9dg02u8/s1600-h/ben.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102227830702883634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/Rs7BLeQoQzI/AAAAAAAAALk/Eo8B9dg02u8/s400/ben.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102227817817981714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/Rs7BKuQoQxI/AAAAAAAAALU/TCa5QUF1NTc/s400/sharing+the+love.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17617037-8730100440722647237?l=kalingrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/8730100440722647237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17617037&amp;postID=8730100440722647237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/8730100440722647237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/8730100440722647237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/2007/08/went-for-adams-21st-party-long-long.html' title=''/><author><name>kaling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715866404382760602</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/Rs7BMOQoQ1I/AAAAAAAAAL0/lgZY4XChZ-U/s72-c/many+people.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17617037.post-4994809206032584027</id><published>2007-07-28T03:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-28T06:39:05.411-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Winter holidays are over,&lt;br /&gt;And i'm increasing becoming depressed as the new spring session of Uni starts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was filling in my calendar with all the assignment due dates.&lt;br /&gt;Omg. I don't think i've ever done anything more depressing..&lt;br /&gt;The assignments just go on and on and ON and ON and ON.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I shall reminisce about the winter holidays.I spent two crazy weeks in &lt;strong&gt;Melbourne&lt;/strong&gt;, visiting two marvellous people I know,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Billie Tan Pui Li&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Khoo Su Lin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/RqtDGEl_GNI/AAAAAAAAAKs/QpA1yxgJtqY/s1600-h/DSC07913.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092237575263819986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/RqtDGEl_GNI/AAAAAAAAAKs/QpA1yxgJtqY/s400/DSC07913.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wait.&lt;br /&gt;Hang on a sec.&lt;br /&gt;Rephrase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent two marvellous weeks visiting two &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;CRAZY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; people, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Billie Tan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt; Khoo Su Lin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Same difference. :D&lt;br /&gt;(or as&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;Geordie&lt;/strong&gt; would put it.. &lt;em&gt;same shit, different smell&lt;/em&gt;.. )&lt;br /&gt;... yes... he's full of class, that one..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, back to my Melbourne Winter Hols.&lt;br /&gt;Went there prepared for cold weather, as forewarned by my Sydney relatives.&lt;br /&gt;But I still wasn't prepared by just how miserably &lt;strong&gt;COLD &lt;/strong&gt;it is in Melbourne.&lt;br /&gt;It's a different kind of cold here in Sydney, I find.. &lt;em&gt;(And i'm not just bias towards Sydney)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in Melbourne, it was cold that blows down your collar...&lt;br /&gt;..into your sleeves,&lt;br /&gt;...and makes your knees shiver,&lt;br /&gt;...and all you want to do is hunker down somewhere and never move.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Sydney, it's cold, no doubt, but still, when the wind blows, it's not as bitingly horrible..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah.&lt;br /&gt;so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Billie bought herself a car.&lt;br /&gt;That bitch.&lt;br /&gt;I'm jealous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaaha.. I kid.&lt;br /&gt;You know I love you, dude.. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*innocent smile*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the &lt;strong&gt;Melbourne Aquarium&lt;/strong&gt; in one of our early trips to the city.&lt;br /&gt;Was forced to protect my ears from the biting wind by doning my uncle's beanie, which makes my look like a hobo. But who cares.. my ears are warm!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092237622508460290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/RqtDI0l_GQI/AAAAAAAAALE/29_1mSJgjhs/s400/DSC07842.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092237613918525682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/RqtDIUl_GPI/AAAAAAAAAK8/mJ7pB_Ba7_k/s400/DSC07865.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chilled at &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The Nott&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt; which I understand is the "&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monash Uni Hangout Pub&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;"..&lt;br /&gt;But the night we went there, there was some sort of other Monash function going on in the city, so there weren't that many people there...&lt;br /&gt;But managed to see the Monash gang (mostly Billie and SuLin's classmates from Monash back in M'sia)&lt;br /&gt;Was good to hang out with good ol' Malaysians again.&lt;br /&gt;It felt like home.&lt;br /&gt;Felt Good.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/RqtDH0l_GOI/AAAAAAAAAK0/53i7dxkdhLw/s1600-h/DSC07904.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092237605328591074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/RqtDH0l_GOI/AAAAAAAAAK0/53i7dxkdhLw/s400/DSC07904.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Made chocolate tart, from a stolen recipe off &lt;strong&gt;CousinMayAnn&lt;/strong&gt;, coz she made it the other day and it was TO DIE for..&lt;br /&gt;It was a &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;semi-success-semi-failure.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mostly it was a hilarious experience.&lt;br /&gt;We didn't have a mixer in the house, so we went out to Coles and bought a hand-mixer &lt;em&gt;(which we returned the next week, just coz we didn't wanna use it anymore.. hehe..)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the stupid mixer was SOO hard to use..!!&lt;br /&gt;We ended up just having flour &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ALL OVER&lt;/span&gt; the place..&lt;br /&gt;In the end, we managed to put the tart in the oven, but I think due to the uneven thickness of the "handrolled" pastry, we underestimated the baking time,&lt;br /&gt;And ended up having chocolate tart at 1am..&lt;br /&gt;But it was yummerlicious..&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Carribean Market&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, which epitomizes the word &lt;em&gt;"FLEA market"&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;There's everything and ANYTHING there..&lt;br /&gt;It was interesting to walk around and see what crap people are selling.&lt;br /&gt;But the whole place was nice, there was a huge lake with a little mini waterfall, with resident ducks swimming happy-chappily.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And mini-rides like a chairlift over the lake, trainride around the lake.. and basically everything you can think of to do with the lake lah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092233812872468610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/Rqs_rEl_GII/AAAAAAAAAKE/CkpHzR_EKe8/s400/DSC07994.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092233821462403218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/Rqs_rkl_GJI/AAAAAAAAAKM/PThGx4Eeti8/s400/DSC07983.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092233825757370530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/Rqs_r0l_GKI/AAAAAAAAAKU/eF5nYLCw6cg/s400/DSC07963.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092233838642272434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/Rqs_skl_GLI/AAAAAAAAAKc/Av4trmsOT7M/s400/DSC07948.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092225987442055282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/Rqs4jkl_GHI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/5WXcRIaxAOs/s400/DSC07999.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Melbourne Zoo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; was good too!.&lt;br /&gt;Managed to get out on one of those RARE days of good weather.&lt;br /&gt;Fluffy baby tigers, flipping sealions and prowling lions.&lt;br /&gt;The highlight of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/Rqs4gEl_GDI/AAAAAAAAAJc/ZYJXp6B7qoA/s1600-h/DSC08112.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092225927312513074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/Rqs4gEl_GDI/AAAAAAAAAJc/ZYJXp6B7qoA/s400/DSC08112.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/Rqs4gkl_GEI/AAAAAAAAAJk/-O1eQYCPpc0/s1600-h/DSC08102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092225935902447682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/Rqs4gkl_GEI/AAAAAAAAAJk/-O1eQYCPpc0/s400/DSC08102.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/Rqs4h0l_GFI/AAAAAAAAAJs/zEZzhRxrFvQ/s1600-h/DSC08036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092225957377284178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/Rqs4h0l_GFI/AAAAAAAAAJs/zEZzhRxrFvQ/s400/DSC08036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/Rqs4jEl_GGI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/a1fLzWFC0NM/s1600-h/DSC08016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092225978852120674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/Rqs4jEl_GGI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/a1fLzWFC0NM/s400/DSC08016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we managed to do the very thing that I was longing to do the WHOLE entire holiday.&lt;br /&gt;Can you say... &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;ROAD TRIP!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;woohooo!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went down the coast to the Mornington Peninsular,&lt;br /&gt;Which is basically wine and beach country.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092205058066421794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/RqslhUl_GCI/AAAAAAAAAJU/FkhY9JuIQmM/s400/DSC08133.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092205045181519874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/Rqslgkl_GAI/AAAAAAAAAJE/rz7f3AuO740/s400/DSC08142.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092205036591585266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/RqslgEl_F_I/AAAAAAAAAI8/abzUQASrI4U/s400/DSC08145.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092205049476487186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/Rqslg0l_GBI/AAAAAAAAAJM/qjDGOk4jCVQ/s400/DSC08135.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visited this little cute cottage-type house, where they make hand-made chocolates, &lt;strong&gt;Mornington Peninsular Chocolates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Every little itty-bitty piece of chocolate is like heaven..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also went wine-tasting, although we didn't have a CLUE what we were doing.&lt;br /&gt;Free alco.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092205028001650658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/Rqslfkl_F-I/AAAAAAAAAI0/jiTr5qS4KwM/s400/DSC08214.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;WHAT...!!! Spit the wine into the thingo-that-looks-like-an-olden-day-peeing-pot..?!?!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And waste all that good wine..!?!&lt;br /&gt;How DARE you..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to this place called &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The Enchanted Maze&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which is pretty much a park, where they trim the lawns n everything to mazes and little parks for people to play in.&lt;br /&gt;So pretti-ful!!..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was this little petting farm with ducks n goats n sheep inside.&lt;br /&gt;So &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Billie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;SuLin &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;went inside the enclosure, coz SuLin wanted to pet the animals.&lt;br /&gt;I stayed outside, coz I didn’t wanna get shit n stuff on my shoes and jeans. &lt;em&gt;(new jeans lah, come on..!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;So SuLin wanted to go pet the goat, but she wasn’t sure whether it would run away or anything.&lt;br /&gt;But I told her that the goat wouldn’t attack her, that it would let her pet it. (&lt;em&gt;i mean.. normally animals in the petting zoo would let you PET right..?!?!?...)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So she touched it, with the lightest feather-est of touches&lt;br /&gt;and it turned around and jumped n &lt;strong&gt;HEADBUTTED&lt;/strong&gt; her!!!!..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*rolls on the floor gasping and clutching at my side from laughter*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lightly lah of course, the goat headbutted her..&lt;br /&gt;But she was SHOCKED out of her life and screamed out loud!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me and Billie were laughing our pants off for the rest of the day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even thinking about it now, I’m laughing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*huge grin*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hehehe..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then towards the end of the trip,&lt;br /&gt;We had dinner at this theater restaurant called &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Witches in Britches&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;Which is basically a themed restaurant,&lt;br /&gt;The whole building is shaped like a castle, full with spooky Halloween-type deco and stuff..&lt;br /&gt;The show was Desperate Housewitches, and i have to say that the vocals of the stage-actors was very good.&lt;br /&gt;All in all, we had a GREAT night out.. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092237648278264082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/RqtDKUl_GRI/AAAAAAAAALM/9qscqJrPu7M/s400/DSC01050.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took the train to the city and walked to the restaurant,&lt;br /&gt;And being the vain-pots that we are,&lt;br /&gt;Had to wear our new boots with our new Guess jeans,&lt;br /&gt;Then while walking to the restaurant (very quickly, coz late edi).. FEET PAIN..!!!&lt;br /&gt;Ahh, sufferage for beauty. hAHHhaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092233842937239746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/Rqs_s0l_GMI/AAAAAAAAAKk/V4EkKQlhDr0/s400/DSC07929.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's a not-so-short summary of my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Melbourne Winter Holidays&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;When the holidays were coming to an end, I started to realise how much money my family and I actually spend when we go over-seas on holiday.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't exactly buy THAT much at Melbourne,&lt;br /&gt;But calculating my expenses (i.e. food, transport, shopping, alco...)&lt;br /&gt;Wah. Damn alot lor..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In conclusion,&lt;br /&gt;When I grow up and have a family,&lt;br /&gt;When we go on holiday, we're SO leaving the kids at home.&lt;br /&gt;More money for myself.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17617037-4994809206032584027?l=kalingrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/4994809206032584027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17617037&amp;postID=4994809206032584027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/4994809206032584027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/4994809206032584027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/2007/07/winter-holidays-are-over-and-im.html' title=''/><author><name>kaling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715866404382760602</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/RqtDGEl_GNI/AAAAAAAAAKs/QpA1yxgJtqY/s72-c/DSC07913.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17617037.post-5092736073629040912</id><published>2007-07-18T01:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-18T01:41:24.819-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Before I continue with the Melbourne Holiday pics&lt;br /&gt;(which is still being editted.. be PATIENT lah people..!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lemme tell you what's been happening with me lately.&lt;br /&gt;Got back from Melbourne about a week ago,&lt;br /&gt;And i've been working at M&amp;Michael's trying to recover from my super-wallet-drainage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*PS: Got paid today!! The Best Feeling In The World!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AaaAAannyway..&lt;br /&gt;These past two days,&lt;br /&gt;I've met the two WORST customers in my entire life.&lt;br /&gt;Ystday, there was this Arab woman who came in with her daughter,&lt;br /&gt;And was SO ARROGANT.. asking for shoes in different sizes, colours..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lady: 'Scuse me, do you have size 36 for this pair?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Sorry, ma'am, that's our last pair..&lt;br /&gt;Lady: Do you have other colours?&lt;br /&gt;Me: No, ma'am, that's the last pair we have in stock..&lt;br /&gt;Lady: Maybe you check, other colour, like blue or pink, for me, in size 36..?? *said in a very abrupt arrogant tone..*&lt;br /&gt;Me: Sorry, that pair you're holding in your hand is the last pair, there's no more.. (Stupid Woman, get the hint..!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lady: *picks up a pair of Ecco shoes* This shoe, how much..?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Those are $229..&lt;br /&gt;Lady: Too expensive... You give me $100, I buy. You give?&lt;br /&gt;Me: ...... ..... ...... *are you for real....?!?*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lady: *picks up a pair of Clarks for her daughter* This one, how much?&lt;br /&gt;Me: They're on sale now, they're $45.&lt;br /&gt;Lady: Before, they $60, now they $45..?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Yes ma'am..&lt;br /&gt;Lady: They make this shoe in China?&lt;br /&gt;Me: *utterly horrified, but showing a very calm facade*.. No ma'am, this are Clark shoes. Not made in China, ma'am..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, she bought the Clarks, and I even gave her a further $5 discount off the $45 shoe.&lt;br /&gt;Man, some people..!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second character I met was today, as the shop was closing.&lt;br /&gt;Why is it, that people always walk into the shop FIVE minutes before it's closing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this woman, who was DRUNK AS.. walked into the shop..&lt;br /&gt;She kept insisting that she wanted BOOTS..&lt;br /&gt;"I want to try boots. I want to buy BOOTS.. boots, BOOTS..!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg, it was the MOST awkward moment in my life,&lt;br /&gt;She kept telling me that she's just lost two of her friends..&lt;br /&gt;And she was leaning in real close, and i could literally SMELL the alco off her breath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank god Ben came in the shop and made her go away.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17617037-5092736073629040912?l=kalingrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/5092736073629040912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17617037&amp;postID=5092736073629040912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/5092736073629040912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/5092736073629040912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/2007/07/before-i-continue-with-melbourne.html' title=''/><author><name>kaling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715866404382760602</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-17617037.post-5492981575285122301</id><published>2007-07-18T01:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-18T01:27:35.333-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/Rp3OQvSe6DI/AAAAAAAAAIc/LN_PjwAdq0A/s1600-h/endofexams.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088449940965746738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/Rp3OQvSe6DI/AAAAAAAAAIc/LN_PjwAdq0A/s400/endofexams.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;End of Exams party.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Which was like a million years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But then, been quite busy lately..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;(And when i say busy, i mean &lt;strong&gt;LAZY&lt;/strong&gt;..)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Headed off to Amigos for some dinner before the party.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pip, Ben and Geordie&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were incredibly early to the party.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;..mmMmmm.. free drinks for the early bird.. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088449953850648642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/Rp3ORfSe6EI/AAAAAAAAAIk/A-T_e2h-6KM/s400/mic.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Pip &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;and I spent the time checking out hot uni guys,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There was an unusually good number of &lt;strong&gt;hot guys&lt;/strong&gt; out that night!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Where &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;ARE&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; all these guys when uni is in session??!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's a mystery.. hmmm..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But anyway, the boys were amused at our very "subtle" eye-ing of them boys..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Check him out, behind me, in the dark jeans, green polo shirt and white cap.. Don't look straight at him!! &lt;strong&gt;Don't LOOK!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Pip:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Who!??!... Him!? HIM!? &lt;em&gt;*points wildly in every direction*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088449958145615954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/Rp3ORvSe6FI/AAAAAAAAAIs/YKh6r9K8FQM/s400/ryanbemmicgeord.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had such a blast.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Right up til the part where Jess got kicked out of the party because she couldn't stand on her own two feet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeesh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But it's all good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After packing her up and sending her home for some recuperation,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We all crashed at my place for some midnight snacks (i.e. McD's..!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Actually got more pics to upload, but, DARNIT, i'm just too LAZY to edit them&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;(And when I say lazy, I actually mean busy..)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, who'm I kidding..&lt;br /&gt;Lazy, it is.. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17617037-5492981575285122301?l=kalingrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/5492981575285122301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17617037&amp;postID=5492981575285122301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/5492981575285122301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/5492981575285122301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/2007/07/end-of-exams-party.html' title=''/><author><name>kaling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715866404382760602</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/Rp3OQvSe6DI/AAAAAAAAAIc/LN_PjwAdq0A/s72-c/endofexams.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17617037.post-4216789889175740749</id><published>2007-06-29T08:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-29T08:29:45.009-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is a post that I wrote some time back.&lt;br /&gt;It got lost in the depths of my laptop..&lt;br /&gt;Found it and decided to put it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg,&lt;br /&gt;Talk about Murphy’s Law.&lt;br /&gt;Everything that could go wrong..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;...well, you know how the story is supposed to go..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving apartment from my &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"cosy, ocean-view, family-oriented"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; apartment&lt;br /&gt;That's in &lt;strong&gt;RealEstateTalk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;What it actually means..&lt;br /&gt;incredibly&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;small&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (10-step-tour small),&lt;br /&gt;can see like ONE wave if you lean your whole body across the window,&lt;br /&gt;and with a shared kitchen &lt;em&gt;(where you have to play Twister with the apartment-mates at dinner time, just to get to the kitchen stoves)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had an appointment with the realestate agent to sign the lease today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Ben&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &amp; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Geordie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; very courteously volunteered to help with the move&lt;br /&gt;(Who would turn down good manual labor!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lemme tell you,&lt;br /&gt;Packing is like the worse thing in the world to do.&lt;br /&gt;Two hours into packing and I was already crying out for my mommy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*shameless*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;One&lt;/strong&gt; huge-ass suitcase,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;three &lt;/span&gt;duffel bags, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;three&lt;/span&gt; green enviro bags,&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; four&lt;/span&gt; paper bags&lt;br /&gt;Three boxes, four soft toys, three pillows, a fan&lt;br /&gt;And a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;partridge in a pear tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I go through the lease with a lady at the realestate place&lt;br /&gt;And sign the contract,&lt;br /&gt;And she hands me a copy of the contract, with an envelope with three keys inside&lt;br /&gt;... or there were SUPPOSED to be three keys in there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I take two steps out the front door (and the receptionist even saw me!!)&lt;br /&gt;Open the envelope..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;"Eh.. what the.. I thought there's supposed to be three of these?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were only two keys in there.&lt;br /&gt;So I go back in, and ask for the missing key.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The realestate woman says &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;"You sure you didn't drop them anywhere..?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(yes, I purposely dropped the keys to my own new apartment. Coz i'm weird and sadistic.. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*dripping with sarcasm*)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They searched, and couldn't find it,&lt;br /&gt;But told me to try and get in with the remaining two keys, and if i couldn't, they'd send a locksmith out to open the door for me.&lt;br /&gt;So. Alright.&lt;br /&gt;Slightly mollified.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the new property,&lt;br /&gt;And, of course la, with MY luck.. the missing key was the key to the friggin &lt;strong&gt;front door&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I make the call to the realestate agent, to get them to get the door open.&lt;br /&gt;RealEstateBigBoss answers the phone and says &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;"Oh, I heard you lost one of the keys..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.....!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bitch-and-a-half!!&lt;br /&gt;She friggin put the blame on ME !!&lt;br /&gt;What the friggin hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Immediately was irritated to the max lah of course.&lt;br /&gt;What the hell,&lt;br /&gt;You don't give me my keys, never mind. (after all, might have just dropped out.. noone's fault..)&lt;br /&gt;You blame me for something I didnt do..  I MIND...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, end of story,&lt;br /&gt;I'm back in the old apartment,&lt;br /&gt;Bags ALL over the place,&lt;br /&gt;Room feeling very hollow and echo-y coz I've stripped the room of my photos, and all my other personal stuff..&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for the stupid realestate agents to get back to me with the key.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why don't they have a spare key?!?!..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Irritating-nyerrrr!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17617037-4216789889175740749?l=kalingrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/4216789889175740749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17617037&amp;postID=4216789889175740749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/4216789889175740749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/4216789889175740749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/2007/06/this-is-post-that-i-wrote-some-time.html' title=''/><author><name>kaling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715866404382760602</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-17617037.post-3036493504883985543</id><published>2007-06-24T06:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-24T06:26:12.095-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;pausingz while i holidayz at Melbourne with Billie n SuLin..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17617037-3036493504883985543?l=kalingrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/3036493504883985543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17617037&amp;postID=3036493504883985543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/3036493504883985543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/3036493504883985543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/2007/06/pausingz-while-i-holidayz-at-melbourne.html' title=''/><author><name>kaling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715866404382760602</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-17617037.post-5011525704928836954</id><published>2007-05-29T07:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-28T07:35:49.604-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey, its my tuition-kaki, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Ronnie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Happy Birthday, you!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You so far away lah. All the way in UK-land.&lt;br /&gt;Being so anti-social n all.&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well,&lt;br /&gt;Cheers to the days of &lt;strong&gt;MrLee's tuition&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;Crew d'Alonso&lt;/strong&gt; and "prefectly" duties &lt;em&gt;(which we all know, means bumming from actual classes and hiding from ChoongHeadPrefect)&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;My fellow bio-droplet :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/Rlrnr8mZ5eI/AAAAAAAAAIU/ixRTOoR3qqw/s1600-h/ronnie+bday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069619072746513890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/Rlrnr8mZ5eI/AAAAAAAAAIU/ixRTOoR3qqw/s400/ronnie+bday.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Don't be such a stranger okay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love lots. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;:D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17617037-5011525704928836954?l=kalingrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/5011525704928836954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17617037&amp;postID=5011525704928836954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/5011525704928836954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/5011525704928836954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/2007/05/hey-its-my-tuition-kaki-ronnie-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>kaling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715866404382760602</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/Rlrnr8mZ5eI/AAAAAAAAAIU/ixRTOoR3qqw/s72-c/ronnie+bday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17617037.post-8408815844951073758</id><published>2007-05-27T07:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-28T07:30:43.161-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;Happy birthday, &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Christine&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Missing the good ol' days of school,&lt;br /&gt;Staying over at your house with &lt;strong&gt;Billie&lt;/strong&gt;, waiting for SPM results,&lt;br /&gt;Eating ferrero rocher chocolate ALL night long..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/RlrmvcmZ5dI/AAAAAAAAAIM/FQ7jk48U0kA/s1600-h/christine+bday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069618033364428242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/RlrmvcmZ5dI/AAAAAAAAAIM/FQ7jk48U0kA/s400/christine+bday.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Love you lots, Chrissy..!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17617037-8408815844951073758?l=kalingrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/8408815844951073758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17617037&amp;postID=8408815844951073758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/8408815844951073758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/8408815844951073758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/2007/05/happy-birthday-christine-missing-good.html' title=''/><author><name>kaling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715866404382760602</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/RlrmvcmZ5dI/AAAAAAAAAIM/FQ7jk48U0kA/s72-c/christine+bday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17617037.post-1927504571099936162</id><published>2007-05-25T04:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T04:44:30.474-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What did i want to say.&lt;br /&gt;I forgot.&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking of what I was gonna blog, and decided to visit other ppl's blogs to see what they've been up to.&lt;br /&gt;So i saw &lt;a href="http://www.ilovespartanow.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hily's yummi-licious cupcakes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, which she selfishly won't share with me. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Selfish!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i read about &lt;a href="http://liyanaboonch.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Li's Lizard Literature.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;(for lack of a word.. was gonna write &lt;strong&gt;Li's Lizard Adventures,&lt;/strong&gt; but this sounds so much better..)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I visited &lt;a href="http://toastbwead.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Van's butterfly-filled blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regret.&lt;br /&gt;Damn woman went and posted up the results of American Idol on her blog.&lt;br /&gt;I JUST downloaded it, and was gonna watch.&lt;br /&gt;And now I know the results already.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks alot, Van!!..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;I'm chilled.&lt;br /&gt;No worries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out to the usual haunts again on Wednesday night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;State of Origin&lt;/strong&gt; was on that night&lt;br /&gt;(for all you non-Aussie people, its like the biggest Aussie footy game of the year)&lt;br /&gt;Hence the entire world was out in the clubs.&lt;br /&gt;And when i say "entire", I really mean &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ENTIRE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;So friggin crowded to the max..&lt;br /&gt;Had to hang on to the back of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Ben&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;'s shirt or grab his hand in the sea of people (who're much taller than me) otherwise I'd so totally get lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some drunk guy &lt;em&gt;(on crutches, I might add)&lt;/em&gt; tripped on the stairs,&lt;br /&gt;And pushed me, making fall down one stair&lt;br /&gt;I hit my shin on the corner of one stair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;OUCHies..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I have a massively HUGE bruise on my shin.&lt;br /&gt;I can feel it when I run or jump up and down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Ryan's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; having people over at his place tonight.&lt;br /&gt;His parents are out for the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;I'm missing out on all the fun.&lt;br /&gt;Boooo..&lt;br /&gt;All because I have a handball game tmr morning, so i have to be up in Sydney, instead of down in Kiama, where all the fun is happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, what else.&lt;br /&gt;I applied for a casual job at a shoe shop down Crown Street Mall..&lt;br /&gt;It's called &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;M&amp;Michael's Shoes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;It's like a little family-owned shoe shop, which sells proper shoes like DocMartens, Birkenstocks and RM Williams.&lt;br /&gt;Ben &lt;em&gt;(yes, another Ben..)&lt;/em&gt; owns the place,&lt;br /&gt;His family has been running the shop since the 1950's..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I did a trial run this afternoon,&lt;br /&gt;For about an hour or so,&lt;br /&gt;Was supposed to watch how the whole system runs, and try n familiarize myself with everything.&lt;br /&gt;Then there was an influx of people, all of a sudden.&lt;br /&gt;So I helped sell shoes!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*proud moment*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sold two pairs of shoes to this lady&lt;br /&gt;ALL by MYSELF!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*even prouder glee-fulness moment*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should've seen me in action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;D'ya think you wanna try them in black as well?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Lady:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;hmmm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Well, you can never have enough black casuals. And they are a pair of really comfortable casual-work shoes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Lady:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Alright, sure, no harm in trying..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Not a problem..!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;..two minutes later..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Lady:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Okay, i'll get them both!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*acting cool and calm* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Sure, I'll just ring them up for me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(but on the inside, i was "yes yes yes!!")&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahha..&lt;br /&gt;Let me syok-sendiri for a while la okay,&lt;br /&gt;I never work properly before.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17617037-1927504571099936162?l=kalingrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/1927504571099936162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17617037&amp;postID=1927504571099936162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/1927504571099936162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/1927504571099936162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/2007/05/what-did-i-want-to-say.html' title=''/><author><name>kaling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715866404382760602</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-17617037.post-5749796728432665704</id><published>2007-05-21T07:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T07:48:42.413-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday night&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;+&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ben's parents away for the weekend &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;+&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;6 willing and able persons&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Party Poker Night!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067017164378727762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/RlGpQ8mZ5VI/AAAAAAAAAHM/VEQannQMNrU/s400/all+the+boys.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067017172968662370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/RlGpRcmZ5WI/AAAAAAAAAHU/8ixAlzoBkcw/s400/steve.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Ben&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;'s house is really really nice.&lt;br /&gt;Wooden features, with a pretty backyard and a killer oceanview.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learnt how to play proper &lt;strong&gt;Texas Hold 'Em Poker&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Otherwise known as the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;James Bond Poker.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learnt how to bet with real chips n everything!&lt;br /&gt;I know what a "blind" is.. and how to "burn" cards..&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;I'm not as stupid as I look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067017190148531586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/RlGpScmZ5YI/AAAAAAAAAHk/JDuENRnCwY4/s400/cool+cap.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In between games,&lt;br /&gt;The boys started fooling around with the funniest cap-thingy in the world.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone wore it, but i got the funniest shots of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Geordie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; n &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Steve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, the two clowns of the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067017181558596978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/RlGpR8mZ5XI/AAAAAAAAAHc/K_OJVq6fD-k/s400/geord.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boys got tanked AS on tequila shots and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Geordie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;'s &lt;strong&gt;CowboyCocksuckers&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;(awful name, yummy drink)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate nacho chips n the world's best &lt;strong&gt;CaramelSlices&lt;/strong&gt; in the ENTIRE WORLD.&lt;br /&gt;Ben's Mom is the best caramel-slice lady in the world.&lt;br /&gt;Then, as all parties must come to,&lt;br /&gt;We started cam-whoring.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;(got alot more camwhore-ish pictures, but i lazy to add)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067017611055326642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/RlGpq8mZ5bI/AAAAAAAAAH8/DYa2h4Pzwf8/s400/steve+n+kaling.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we watched &lt;em&gt;Happy Feet&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;Night at the Museum.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone crashed on the couch and it was a tangle of feet and smelly socks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;TankedGeordie &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;started doing flips over the couchs and push-ups on the carpet.&lt;br /&gt;And spilt his Smirnoff all over Ben's carpet.&lt;br /&gt;Should've seen&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; Ben's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; face then.&lt;br /&gt;Smoke coming out of his ears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067017203033433490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/RlGpTMmZ5ZI/AAAAAAAAAHs/EVZKIRYI3Ac/s400/feet.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then poor &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Ben,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; who was so tired,&lt;br /&gt;Cuddled up next to his best mate, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Stevie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Geordie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; started to get jealous, and had to get in.&lt;br /&gt;Sure made Stevie's day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/RlGpqMmZ5aI/AAAAAAAAAH0/ezKMTRpdcgk/s1600-h/smug+steve.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067017598170424738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/RlGpqMmZ5aI/AAAAAAAAAH0/ezKMTRpdcgk/s400/smug+steve.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then at 4am, we decided that we were getting too cooped up in the house.&lt;br /&gt;Walked out to the beach, in the darkness.&lt;br /&gt;Freaking cold to the max, wei!&lt;br /&gt;Boys started wrestling in the cold beach sandy water.&lt;br /&gt;I just stayed out of it.&lt;br /&gt;Rather smart of me, hey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we watched the sunrise over the ocean from Ben's balcony.&lt;br /&gt;All standing in the freezing cold.&lt;br /&gt;Wrapped in thick blankets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/RlGprcmZ5cI/AAAAAAAAAIE/kC6Iq0iKsRo/s1600-h/sunrise.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067017619645261250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/RlGprcmZ5cI/AAAAAAAAAIE/kC6Iq0iKsRo/s400/sunrise.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that's not the end of it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Ben &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;donned on his cooking apron,&lt;br /&gt;Fired up the barbie set,&lt;br /&gt;Cooked us &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bacon n eggs. &lt;/strong&gt;mmmm...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went out to watch &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330099;"&gt;Spiderman3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How excited was I, when Venom came on!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Topher Grace makes such a good bad guy.&lt;br /&gt;I don't care what other ppl say, Spiderman3 is a good one.&lt;br /&gt;Kept nodding off in the cinema, but we kept awake by prodding each other over the seats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got back to my own apartment at about 4pm.&lt;br /&gt;Said to myself, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;"Alright, I'll take a short nap, wake up for dinner, then take an early mark n sleep early"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Opened my eyes and it was bright outside.&lt;br /&gt;Thought to myslf, "&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Hey, that was a short nap, the sun's still out.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looked at the clock... 9.00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;"Oh, gee, its awful bright for 9pm.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O_o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9AM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was the longest most dead-est sleep i've ever had.&lt;br /&gt;Good, though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17617037-5749796728432665704?l=kalingrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/5749796728432665704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17617037&amp;postID=5749796728432665704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/5749796728432665704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/5749796728432665704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/2007/05/friday-night-bens-parents-away-for.html' title=''/><author><name>kaling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715866404382760602</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/RlGpQ8mZ5VI/AAAAAAAAAHM/VEQannQMNrU/s72-c/all+the+boys.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17617037.post-5309154225802791010</id><published>2007-05-16T07:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-16T07:15:45.365-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/RksR0cmZ5UI/AAAAAAAAAHE/AdHwsbTUTtg/s1600-h/wayne%27s+bday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065161798636397890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/RksR0cmZ5UI/AAAAAAAAAHE/AdHwsbTUTtg/s400/wayne%27s+bday.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Happy Birthday, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;Wayne&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stop being so mean..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And grumpy..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And bitchy..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And weird..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But then again, that's what makes you you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Wayne the Batman.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keep singing. Loud n proud. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17617037-5309154225802791010?l=kalingrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/5309154225802791010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17617037&amp;postID=5309154225802791010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/5309154225802791010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/5309154225802791010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/2007/05/happy-birthday-wayne-stop-being-so-mean.html' title=''/><author><name>kaling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715866404382760602</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/RksR0cmZ5UI/AAAAAAAAAHE/AdHwsbTUTtg/s72-c/wayne%27s+bday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17617037.post-3460722251384348239</id><published>2007-05-13T23:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T23:43:38.741-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>To the person who has entered the list of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;my favourite people in the world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(And that list is a pretty short one, trust me, you're one of the top)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Happy &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;21st&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;birthday, you ol' fart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feels so sucky that you're all the way in Melbourne and I'm all the way here in Sydney,&lt;br /&gt;And that I can't celebrate today with you.&lt;br /&gt;But i'm sure you're having heaps n heaps of fun.&lt;br /&gt;Try not to get too drunk, hey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i'm really really looking forward to my trip down to Melb.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, the chaos that we're gonna wreak :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Happy Birthday, &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Billie Tan Pui Li&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't forget once we've graduated, we're supposed to open that company.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;What was it again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Tan &amp; Ng Automobiles!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hAHAHAHhahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/RkgCC9OeVCI/AAAAAAAAAG0/c1czW5LG__o/s1600-h/billie+bday+07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064300030796387362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/RkgCC9OeVCI/AAAAAAAAAG0/c1czW5LG__o/s400/billie+bday+07.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And also.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Not to forget..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To one of the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;most gila persons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; in the world that I know..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(now, this list is pretty long, but Karbz, you definitely TOP this list..)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Happy birthday, small Karbz!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you lah.&lt;br /&gt;Damn long time never see your crazy face edi.&lt;br /&gt;You and your randomness and overly-friendly poking.. hahahaha... &lt;em&gt;(that i might not miss)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, you're coming to Melb too!&lt;br /&gt;So we holiday together-gether!&lt;br /&gt;The whole gang back together again.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, the HAVOC that we're gonna wreak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Happy Birthday, &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;TongKarLeng&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All Kar-Ling's rock.. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/RkgCDdOeVDI/AAAAAAAAAG8/KK1tVcOdp70/s1600-h/karbz+bday+07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064300039386321970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/RkgCDdOeVDI/AAAAAAAAAG8/KK1tVcOdp70/s400/karbz+bday+07.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17617037-3460722251384348239?l=kalingrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/3460722251384348239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17617037&amp;postID=3460722251384348239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/3460722251384348239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/3460722251384348239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/2007/05/to-person-who-has-entered-list-of-my.html' title=''/><author><name>kaling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715866404382760602</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/RkgCC9OeVCI/AAAAAAAAAG0/c1czW5LG__o/s72-c/billie+bday+07.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17617037.post-5671040948853205204</id><published>2007-05-08T04:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-08T04:30:35.431-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Here comes a day of rarity!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;KaLing and a night out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I must say, I did have tons of fun and laughs.&lt;br /&gt;Went out to what I now know as the usual W'gong haunts &lt;em&gt;(i.e. Glassy, Cooneys n Castros)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boys very gallantly offered to pick me up from the apmt, so I didnt have to walk alone.&lt;br /&gt;Lemme tell you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Four guys + one very small (10footstep tour) apartment = no space to move at all!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Especially when the guys are all &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;6 footers&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have to say that i love feeling small.&lt;br /&gt;I've never felt small in my ENTIRE life.&lt;br /&gt;Feels good.&lt;br /&gt;Now i know what you skinny, little people feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062145786869863442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/RkBaxdOeVBI/AAAAAAAAAGs/Va-aU_FYC2M/s400/ryan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;This is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Ryan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;My marketing saviour!&lt;br /&gt;I swear, in the whole tutorial that we're in, the two of us are like the ONLY people who open their mouths to answer any questions.&lt;br /&gt;The rest of them are like damn super stoned to the max.&lt;br /&gt;So, naturally, we ended up doing the group assignments together,&lt;br /&gt;And then i got to meet his crazy friends.&lt;br /&gt;But i like crazy. Its my kinda crazy.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/RkBawNOeU-I/AAAAAAAAAGU/ySlH9msfy-o/s1600-h/ben.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062145765395026914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/RkBawNOeU-I/AAAAAAAAAGU/ySlH9msfy-o/s400/ben.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meet &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Ben&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;The least crazy of the crazy friends.&lt;br /&gt;When I saved his number on my mobile,&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know what name to save it under, coz I've got too many Ben's on it already!&lt;br /&gt;So i dubbed him&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;BentheTallOne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, coz he's 6ft4.&lt;br /&gt;Tall and lanky and full of fun.&lt;br /&gt;He was my protector on the dance floor. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062145782574896130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/RkBaxNOeVAI/AAAAAAAAAGk/TMH9znGDTCM/s400/geordie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Geordie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is so black, he's white!&lt;br /&gt;If that makes any sense at all.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so it doesnt make sense.&lt;br /&gt;I have many a argument with Geordie about music.&lt;br /&gt;He likes &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ghetto/black/doofdoof music.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like.. &lt;strong&gt;Foo Fighters, John Mayer n Incubus.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;(i can hear the cheers from Hily already!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Geordie:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I hate soft rock! It's so not even music!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;As opposed to doof-Doof music!?.. when all they say is "yo yo, my nigga" really fast, and then call it music..?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Geordie &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;(after more than a few drinks, and getting rather tanked):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Yo, mah motha f**ing nigga, i aint takin' no sheet from yo rock-lovin' ass no mo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;O_o... oh you're so tanked..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Ben:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;SHUT UP, geord!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/RkBawtOeU_I/AAAAAAAAAGc/c20KmQ1rSoE/s1600-h/ben+n+stevie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062145773984961522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/RkBawtOeU_I/AAAAAAAAAGc/c20KmQ1rSoE/s400/ben+n+stevie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then there's the fourth musketeer&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Stevie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;Crazy of the crazies.&lt;br /&gt;But we love him anyway.&lt;br /&gt;After all, he's the one who kept &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;TankedGeordie&lt;/span&gt; from shouting in from of the apartment and waking up all the residents!&lt;br /&gt;He managed to get Geordie to do push-ups in the middle of the road.&lt;br /&gt;Most hilarious thing in the world.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17617037-5671040948853205204?l=kalingrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/5671040948853205204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17617037&amp;postID=5671040948853205204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/5671040948853205204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/5671040948853205204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/2007/05/here-comes-day-of-rarity-kaling-and.html' title=''/><author><name>kaling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715866404382760602</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/RkBaxdOeVBI/AAAAAAAAAGs/Va-aU_FYC2M/s72-c/ryan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17617037.post-5490434149229662684</id><published>2007-05-03T04:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-03T04:50:54.092-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/RjnMYFPDTfI/AAAAAAAAAGM/oCLBUbVCyE8/s1600-h/eiran%27s+bday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060300370421698034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/RjnMYFPDTfI/AAAAAAAAAGM/oCLBUbVCyE8/s400/eiran%27s+bday.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Happy Birthday, you!&lt;br /&gt;Stop getting so old, or you're gonna make me feel really young..&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17617037-5490434149229662684?l=kalingrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/5490434149229662684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17617037&amp;postID=5490434149229662684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/5490434149229662684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/5490434149229662684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/2007/05/happy-birthday-you-stop-getting-so-old.html' title=''/><author><name>kaling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715866404382760602</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/RjnMYFPDTfI/AAAAAAAAAGM/oCLBUbVCyE8/s72-c/eiran%27s+bday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17617037.post-8721934521987636644</id><published>2007-05-02T19:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-02T19:48:37.665-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Omigod,&lt;br /&gt;I'm like the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Queen of Procrastination&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like, seriously,&lt;br /&gt;I think if someone did like a research thing on my blog,&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't be too surprised if they found out that the highest number of posts on this blog are when I have..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;(a) assignments due in the next few days, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;(b) exams for which I ought to be studying for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;(c) something else that's more productive to do other than blogging.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what I've done today,&lt;br /&gt;When I was supposed to be finishing my TWO 1000-word essay assignments &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(which are due tmr, btw)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I... &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;sterilized my water bottles, contact lense cases and everything else in sight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I... &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;boiled water to fill my newly sterilized water bottles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I... &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;took out the trash&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;(which evidently couldn't stay one minute longer in the bin.. it was disrupting my mental flow..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I...&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;stood at the window, glaring at the construction men, giving them the evil eye, coz they woke me up at the unhumanely hour of 7:30.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I.. did everything humanly possible.. &lt;strong&gt;EXCEPT my assignment.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pfftt.&lt;br /&gt;Darn these assignments.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17617037-8721934521987636644?l=kalingrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/8721934521987636644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17617037&amp;postID=8721934521987636644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/8721934521987636644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/8721934521987636644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/2007/05/omigod-im-like-queen-of-procrastination.html' title=''/><author><name>kaling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715866404382760602</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-17617037.post-397857117016140732</id><published>2007-04-23T22:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-23T22:57:26.222-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;To one of my very bestest friends in the whole wide world,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Happy Birthday...!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056869478992679490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/Ri2b_6rfkkI/AAAAAAAAAGE/XgN4Ozv7cCs/s400/weikit+bday+07.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't believe that it's going to be almost a year since we're seen each other,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But thanks to the miracle of the internet,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It seems like just yesterday that we spoke together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I started out this blogpost wanted to write a little poem&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But i decided not to, coz it was starting to sound too sappy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But, brace yourself for some sappiness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Miss you lah, Manyan!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really miss the days where we would see each other EVERYDAY..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sigh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I hope i get to see you soon, but i guess that'll have to be next year right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Studying abroad sucks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It puts everyone too far away from the important people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Happy Birthday, you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17617037-397857117016140732?l=kalingrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/397857117016140732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17617037&amp;postID=397857117016140732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/397857117016140732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/397857117016140732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/2007/04/to-one-of-my-very-bestest-friends-in.html' title=''/><author><name>kaling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715866404382760602</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/Ri2b_6rfkkI/AAAAAAAAAGE/XgN4Ozv7cCs/s72-c/weikit+bday+07.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17617037.post-5629701118163324712</id><published>2007-04-22T05:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-22T06:09:50.933-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10 Things You May or May Not Know About Me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(tagged by &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Van&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And me actually doing this thing just proves exactly HOW bored I am.&lt;br /&gt;Damn.&lt;br /&gt;Here goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm a &lt;strong&gt;left hander&lt;/strong&gt;!.. :D.. yes, i think with the right side of my brain. Hence making me &lt;em&gt;"artistic"&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;smarter&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; than every other right&lt;em&gt;ie&lt;/em&gt; out there. *nyeh* &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm not really as "self-confident" as I may seem. Yes, I have self-esteem issues. Always have. So sue me.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I bite my fingernails. Shame on me. &lt;em&gt;*shy shy*..&lt;/em&gt; sigh.. every friend of mine has my permission to smack me anytime they see me noshing on my digits.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm studying in &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Uni of Wollongong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;... no, its not a obscure place in Thailand.. no, its not some kampung somewhere. It's a REALLY nice suburb outside Sydney city. I get to wake up to the ocean on one side of the window and the bushland mountains on the other. So THERE!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I cry everytime i see a sappy movie. Adopted babies.. Dying mother.. Lost child.. Wedding reunion.. Lost puppy.. Burnt toast.. Doesn't take much to make tears well in my eyes. I'm such a sap, its disgusting. hahaha.. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm struggling to put together this list. Although that might be something you already know. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I actually enjoy dressing up and looking good (although that is a rather rare occasion).. I do enjoy wearing dresses and skirts and other girly-girly stuff. So don't seem so shocked when i do. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I've never been drunk in my entire life. Not that this is an invitation for anyone to get me drunk.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I miss my high school friends more than is healthy for me. I miss my college friends too. I miss being part of a close knit group of friends who're crazy and weird and strange and all the lovely things that make them my friends.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Noone in Australia bar my relatives can pronounce my name correctly. It's always KaiLing or "sorry what's your name again?" or "ermm..." So i have been dubbed&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; Carly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; by some of my uni friends. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;So till then,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Carly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; signs out.&lt;br /&gt;So not me, right..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17617037-5629701118163324712?l=kalingrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/5629701118163324712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17617037&amp;postID=5629701118163324712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/5629701118163324712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/5629701118163324712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/2007/04/10-things-you-may-or-may-not-know-about.html' title=''/><author><name>kaling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715866404382760602</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-17617037.post-2061747308303585094</id><published>2007-04-21T00:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-21T01:09:14.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I've exceeded my downloads off the internet!&lt;br /&gt;Die, the person who invented limited downloads.&lt;br /&gt;I mean, I'm paying for broadband, I should be able to surf the net however much I want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel a tantrum coming on.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna just stomp my foot and go &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;"I want! &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I want!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I WANT!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,&lt;br /&gt;So I'm finding refuge in my cousin's house, who has threatened me in case i exceed HIS downloads..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*evil glint in my eye*&lt;/em&gt; nyahahhaaa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So picture update time,&lt;br /&gt;Over the easter holidays,&lt;br /&gt;I went to the &lt;strong&gt;Royal Easter Show&lt;/strong&gt; with my cousins, Jo and May&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;em&gt;will put up photos of the Easter Show some other time lah. Damn lazy now&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then met up with &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;MeiTien&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;Who came all the way to Sydney to visit me :D&lt;br /&gt;Nolah, she came to spend time with her cousins or something like that.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we went to the zoo, with her cousin &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;David&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055786709147423266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/RinDOarfkiI/AAAAAAAAAF0/SUpl5mTKweQ/s400/sydney+harbour+bridge.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055786696262521346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/RinDNqrfkgI/AAAAAAAAAFk/cDK60mTP3xM/s400/3+little+penguins.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's us (&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;MeiTien&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;David&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;Taking advantage of us looking like tourists.. hehe &lt;em&gt;(yes, i know we're tourists.. but not &lt;strong&gt;TOURISTS-tourists&lt;/strong&gt;!... know what i mean??!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Close to ALL the animals that we saw were sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;Damn lazy Australians.&lt;br /&gt;Australian animals, i mean.&lt;br /&gt;Same thing la.&lt;br /&gt;:D .. &lt;em&gt;i joke, i joke&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055786700557488658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/RinDN6rfkhI/AAAAAAAAAFs/EkYGZAuKXYg/s400/ah+bin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this is the ambassador of the &lt;strong&gt;Lazy Aussie Zoo Animals&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Meet, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Ah Bin the Binturong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;After numerous accounts with sleepy, unmoving animals,&lt;br /&gt;We were getting kinda frustrated and started calling out to the animals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Bin-bin!!... hello..!?!?!?... Ah BIN..!!.. wake up!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;MeiTien:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Bin-bin ah??.. Oi..!..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously Ah-Bin was oblivious.&lt;br /&gt;He was probably thinking &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;"stupid two legged mammals in their funny coloured fur and high-pitched whiney voices... leave me alone la.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055786713442390578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/RinDOqrfkjI/AAAAAAAAAF8/VFHJyK35zuA/s400/skills.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, anyway, in conclusion,&lt;br /&gt;I had tons of fun meeting with a fellow Malaysian/Taylorian mate and catch up with old times&lt;br /&gt;And gossip about everything.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17617037-2061747308303585094?l=kalingrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/2061747308303585094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17617037&amp;postID=2061747308303585094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/2061747308303585094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/2061747308303585094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/2007/04/ive-exceeded-my-downloads-off-internet.html' title=''/><author><name>kaling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715866404382760602</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/RinDOarfkiI/AAAAAAAAAF0/SUpl5mTKweQ/s72-c/sydney+harbour+bridge.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17617037.post-4636799083208009484</id><published>2007-04-11T06:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-11T07:03:17.917-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/RhzqQDbSLqI/AAAAAAAAAFc/FjPJYFdSNwI/s1600-h/van+bday+07+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052170443521404578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/RhzqQDbSLqI/AAAAAAAAAFc/FjPJYFdSNwI/s400/van+bday+07+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my goodness~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Van!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;so&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;sorry!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the bottom of my heart, I do sincerely apologize for not putting up a post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052170434931469970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/RhzqPjbSLpI/AAAAAAAAAFU/kufiAWgEzGg/s400/sorry.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;I so seriously had it in my mind,&lt;br /&gt;I specifically remember reminding myself in the shower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Note to self - remember to wish Van a happy birthday..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then what did I do?&lt;br /&gt;I went and forgot to do what I noted-to-myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am i stupid or what.&lt;br /&gt;You must think i'm the worst friend in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I grovel at your feet.&lt;br /&gt;*sob*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17617037-4636799083208009484?l=kalingrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/4636799083208009484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17617037&amp;postID=4636799083208009484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/4636799083208009484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/4636799083208009484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/2007/04/oh-my-goodness-van-im-so-sorry-from.html' title=''/><author><name>kaling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715866404382760602</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/RhzqQDbSLqI/AAAAAAAAAFc/FjPJYFdSNwI/s72-c/van+bday+07+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17617037.post-7724909555243459605</id><published>2007-04-07T05:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-09T05:59:16.879-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/Rho11GUA9xI/AAAAAAAAAFM/tAtnPQMd4U8/s1600-h/birthday%2707.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051409118393333522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/Rho11GUA9xI/AAAAAAAAAFM/tAtnPQMd4U8/s400/birthday%2707.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Happy birthday, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Mouse&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;After all those years..&lt;br /&gt;Of Burger King pre-MrLee's Tuition visits,&lt;br /&gt;Of sneaking M&amp;amp;Ms in MrSheat's chem classes,&lt;br /&gt;Of being one of the few "cool" kids in the Science1 class.. &lt;em&gt;(hehe.. true, don't doubt it..)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of &lt;s&gt;bumming around&lt;/s&gt; working really hard in class&lt;br /&gt;Of being the BEST worst prefects on the board (Eugene would be so proud of us.. NOT)&lt;br /&gt;Of life-saving acts &lt;em&gt;(*ahem ahem*)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, mainly,&lt;br /&gt;Just of being friends and having a great time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STOP forgetting to call when you come back to Malaysia!&lt;br /&gt;And drop a msg once in while online, so that I know you're still alive, eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday, Gav..!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17617037-7724909555243459605?l=kalingrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/7724909555243459605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17617037&amp;postID=7724909555243459605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/7724909555243459605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/7724909555243459605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/2007/04/happy-birthday-mouse-after-all-those.html' title=''/><author><name>kaling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715866404382760602</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/Rho11GUA9xI/AAAAAAAAAFM/tAtnPQMd4U8/s72-c/birthday%2707.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17617037.post-3340185452866773166</id><published>2007-04-02T03:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-02T03:33:10.086-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>*big sigh of relief*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After slogging at the computer,&lt;br /&gt;Achey-butt and frozen-fingers,&lt;br /&gt;Managed to squeeze the 1,500 words of that silly content analysis paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decided to delight my avid hordes of readers &lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;*...ro&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;oO&lt;/span&gt;ooiighttt..*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With a few very photos of my place here in &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;"the Gong"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (that's what the Aussies call Wollongong.. 'Gong.. so cute right?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048770724329296674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/RhDWOWgKEyI/AAAAAAAAAEs/gDBag1xC4Ok/s400/welcome+to+my+home.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Welcome to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Sky Apartments&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;Home of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Yours Truly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got a pretty nice room with ensuite toilet (&lt;em&gt;of utmost importance&lt;/em&gt;!.. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;there i go, sounding like a snob again, so sue me..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But my room's on the top floor, so i get a pretty nice view, with a slight ocean view,&lt;br /&gt;I certainly get the ocean wind right into my window.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048770732919231282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/RhDWO2gKEzI/AAAAAAAAAE0/v_OVL9Ntono/s400/moving+in.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048770737214198594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/RhDWPGgKE0I/AAAAAAAAAE8/j3xDqr42tls/s400/toilet+study.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048770745804133202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/RhDWPmgKE1I/AAAAAAAAAFE/K1zwR53vljs/s400/closet.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Moved into my room early Feb with help from my mommy and my cousin, Jo.&lt;br /&gt;Man, the amount of luggage that i had was CRAZY!&lt;br /&gt;But then when i unpacked, suddenly felt like i had no clothes to wear.&lt;br /&gt;Still feels like i'm wearing the same thing over and over again every week.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La la La..&lt;br /&gt;Okay, that's all for today.&lt;br /&gt;Till next time!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17617037-3340185452866773166?l=kalingrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/3340185452866773166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17617037&amp;postID=3340185452866773166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/3340185452866773166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/3340185452866773166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/2007/04/big-sigh-of-relief-after-slogging-at.html' title=''/><author><name>kaling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715866404382760602</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/RhDWOWgKEyI/AAAAAAAAAEs/gDBag1xC4Ok/s72-c/welcome+to+my+home.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17617037.post-4073685937995847374</id><published>2007-03-29T20:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-29T20:49:56.092-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Panick-ville, here i come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously man.&lt;br /&gt;I shouldn't even be here.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sitting at the laptop, with my Marketing book in my lap,&lt;br /&gt;And my lecture notes strewn ALL over the floor &lt;em&gt;(due to lack of space on my teeny-ass study table)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what am i doing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Blogging.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a Marketing mid-session exam this Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;Who in the their right minds gives an exam on Saturday??!&lt;br /&gt;It's another one of those things that student union should be championing for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Student rights, man!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i have a content analysis due on Monday.&lt;br /&gt;The whole damn assignment crept up on me!&lt;br /&gt;I swear I didnt even hear it coming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was talking to a classmate in tutorial, who was telling me about her assignment.&lt;br /&gt;To which I replied, &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;"Oh, that sucks that you have an assignment due so soon, mine's only due on 2nd April.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And she just stared at me and said.. &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;"Yeah.. that's this coming Monday..?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To which I replied, &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;"... ... .. ... .. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SHIT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;....!!!.!!!..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the day was spent with a half-panicked brain, like a little mouse running in circles, going &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;"omigodOmigod&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;omigod&lt;/span&gt;omigod.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.&lt;br /&gt;Back to cramming for tmr's 80 mcq mid-session.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, 80 questions.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17617037-4073685937995847374?l=kalingrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/4073685937995847374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17617037&amp;postID=4073685937995847374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/4073685937995847374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/4073685937995847374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/2007/03/panick-ville-here-i-come-seriously-man.html' title=''/><author><name>kaling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715866404382760602</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-17617037.post-466385799113280473</id><published>2007-03-24T05:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T05:21:53.210-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/RgUXcww2lPI/AAAAAAAAAEg/-b9pSo6oyAg/s1600-h/li%27s+birthday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045464740432090354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/RgUXcww2lPI/AAAAAAAAAEg/-b9pSo6oyAg/s400/li%27s+birthday.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy Birthday, Li!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope you had a whale of a time with the whole gang, I'm sorry I couldn't be there. I'm missing out on all the fun!.. *sobb*.. But anyway, I'll try to look out for hot surfer dudes for you here, hopefully I can kidnap one and pack him in a box with ribbons for your birthday present. Any requests? Blonde? Tall? Muscle-y? Or all-the-above-mentioned? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hehe.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ahAHhaa.. And guess who popped up on my msn just as I'm typing this. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Liyana!..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, happy birthday! (albeit a little late, but its the thought that counts..)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't be too crazy in college kay! You're supposed to study! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And don't forget to include me in all the gossip..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17617037-466385799113280473?l=kalingrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/466385799113280473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17617037&amp;postID=466385799113280473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/466385799113280473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/466385799113280473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/2007/03/happy-birthday-li-i-hope-you-had-whale.html' title=''/><author><name>kaling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715866404382760602</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/RgUXcww2lPI/AAAAAAAAAEg/-b9pSo6oyAg/s72-c/li%27s+birthday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17617037.post-2487521984163511106</id><published>2007-03-14T02:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T02:53:57.469-07:00</updated><title type='text'>.days in uni.</title><content type='html'>Uni has officially started.&lt;br /&gt;WoohoooOooooo&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ooooooooooo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;oooooooo&lt;/span&gt;.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah,&lt;br /&gt;Right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,&lt;br /&gt;Getting used to 200 people lectures,&lt;br /&gt;Where there are more blondes than slit-eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's funny how Aussies think that every ChinkyEyedPerson can't speak proper English.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"Wow, you speak such good English!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(No, I downloaded the language through a microscopic thumbdrive that attaches to my brain)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;"Oh, so do people speak English in Malaysia?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(No, not really, we're all telepathic and speak with our minds)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah,&lt;br /&gt;So.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's funny.&lt;br /&gt;My tutorials are all so bi-polar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tute for my Arts classes are predominantly female populated.&lt;br /&gt;18 girls and 2 boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, we had a discussion and "&lt;em&gt;male and female gender biases&lt;/em&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;You know,&lt;br /&gt;The usual debate about how women will never get as acknowledged as men,&lt;br /&gt;How it's all a social construct..&lt;br /&gt;bla bla..&lt;br /&gt;bla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been there, done that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the one of the two lonely guys, &lt;strong&gt;Simon&lt;/strong&gt;, bravely offers his opinions..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;"Yes, I agree, but while men get the more dominating perceptions, you chicks... ... "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoo, you should've seen the faces on the girls when he said the magic word &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;"chicks''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*heads whip around and eyes bulge"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;"oh, oh, I mean, girls.. err.. ladies.. err.. women.. err.. err.. young women..?.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*blushing bright red*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just kept grinning to myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other bi-polar tute I have is my Marketing class.&lt;br /&gt;17 boys and 3 girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh,&lt;br /&gt;And I should mention that in all of my tutes, I am either the only or one of the three ChinkyEyedPeople in the class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till later then!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17617037-2487521984163511106?l=kalingrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/2487521984163511106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17617037&amp;postID=2487521984163511106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/2487521984163511106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/2487521984163511106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/2007/03/days-in-uni.html' title='.days in uni.'/><author><name>kaling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715866404382760602</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-17617037.post-4379675086705614392</id><published>2007-03-12T15:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T15:59:03.245-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.truefriendtest.com/friendtest/119317"&gt;&lt;img alt="Leaderboard" src="http://www.truefriendtest.com/friend/119317/1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.truefriendtest.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Create your own Friend Test here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17617037-4379675086705614392?l=kalingrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/4379675086705614392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17617037&amp;postID=4379675086705614392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/4379675086705614392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/4379675086705614392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/2007/03/you-think-you-know-me.html' title=''/><author><name>kaling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715866404382760602</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-17617037.post-4666324086467041806</id><published>2007-03-03T18:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-03T18:53:17.780-08:00</updated><title type='text'>.what's happened.</title><content type='html'>I've had these pictures for quite a while now,&lt;br /&gt;Although only now I've finally gotten around to putting them up.&lt;br /&gt;So I'm taking advantage of my cousin's incredibly fast broadband to load up my pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, before I start,&lt;br /&gt;Last night,&lt;br /&gt;I stayed up watching Grey's Anatomy.&lt;br /&gt;Omigod.&lt;br /&gt;I was sobbing and crying until my nose running like a broken tap!&lt;br /&gt;Such a baby, I know.&lt;br /&gt;But it's all good.&lt;br /&gt;She didn't die.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So,&lt;br /&gt;Before I left for Australia,&lt;br /&gt;I got a chance to go for the Boyz II Men concert,&lt;br /&gt;(I can just see my cousins' Brendan and Joann's jealousy now!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037891849119899938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/Reov8eOgoSI/AAAAAAAAADk/1Nksjqgyamk/s400/kaling%26billie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All those classic songs that got all of us singing and swaying from side to side.&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing like the ol' school R&amp;B songs.&lt;br /&gt;Better than all these new supposed "R&amp;amp;B/HipHop" music.&lt;br /&gt;Like Ne-Yo and Akon and all that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yuck.&lt;br /&gt;Don't like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The concert was up in Genting.&lt;br /&gt;Eiran very bravely drove us up.&lt;br /&gt;And MAN, the weather was so crazy!&lt;br /&gt;It was so incredibly foggy and cold.&lt;br /&gt;You literally couldn't see more than 15 metres in front of you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had to wait after the concert for the fog to let up abit, coz we couldn't even see the road!&lt;br /&gt;But in the end, we managed to get down safely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037892149767610674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/ReowN-OgoTI/AAAAAAAAADs/HvIF4MU4cSg/s400/boys%26me.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037892570674405698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/ReowmeOgoUI/AAAAAAAAAD0/8IL4-ZrV3Ag/s400/all+of+us.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also,&lt;br /&gt;Before I left,&lt;br /&gt;Had a little get-together with the good ol' Taylor's gang.&lt;br /&gt;Sorta like a little farewell party for MeiTien, Ida, Radd and myself&lt;br /&gt;(all of us are in sunny Australia now)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was good to get together and have one last gossip session.&lt;br /&gt;Although there's no prizes for guessing who we gossiped about the most!&lt;br /&gt;Hily's Best Friend.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037892574969373010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/ReowmuOgoVI/AAAAAAAAAD8/YVX88xVQov4/s400/four.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037892583559307618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/ReownOOgoWI/AAAAAAAAAEE/s4wpj5-hB2Q/s400/all+of+us.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well,&lt;br /&gt;I'm missing all the action in Taylor's now.&lt;br /&gt;Hily, don't stare too much at the young 19 yr old boys!&lt;br /&gt;Alison, let someone else be the smartest in the class for a change.&lt;br /&gt;Li, stop losing your car!&lt;br /&gt;Van, don't gossip too much ah! (and if you do, don't forget to include me in the latest news!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17617037-4666324086467041806?l=kalingrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/4666324086467041806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17617037&amp;postID=4666324086467041806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/4666324086467041806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/4666324086467041806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/2007/03/whats-happened.html' title='.what&apos;s happened.'/><author><name>kaling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715866404382760602</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/Reov8eOgoSI/AAAAAAAAADk/1Nksjqgyamk/s72-c/kaling%26billie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17617037.post-1650035733515062925</id><published>2007-03-03T03:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-03T03:40:50.135-08:00</updated><title type='text'>.tak jadi.</title><content type='html'>My first attempt at trying to create a blogskin.&lt;br /&gt;Very ambitious attempt, I know.&lt;br /&gt;But tak jadi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I don't care.&lt;br /&gt;I'm just gonna leave it.&lt;br /&gt;Until I feel sufficiently bored to retouch it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for now,&lt;br /&gt;You all just tahan la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not like that many people read my blog ANYWAY..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*hint of self pity*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;nyahahhaha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17617037-1650035733515062925?l=kalingrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/1650035733515062925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17617037&amp;postID=1650035733515062925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/1650035733515062925'/><link rel='self' 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align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Spiralli Pasta &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;with homemade Pesto Sauce &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;with sauteed mushrooms, onions and tomatoes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;on a bed of fresh rocket and spinach&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish i remembered to take a picture of it.&lt;br /&gt;Damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But seriously though,&lt;br /&gt;That's the first ever meal I've cooked&lt;br /&gt;All by myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proud moment!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17617037-6262914039046901095?l=kalingrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/6262914039046901095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17617037&amp;postID=6262914039046901095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/6262914039046901095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/6262914039046901095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/2007/03/proud-moment.html' title='.proud moment.'/><author><name>kaling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715866404382760602</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-17617037.post-120331331564183230</id><published>2007-03-01T23:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-01T23:06:57.408-08:00</updated><title type='text'>.happy birthday.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/RefMwuOgoRI/AAAAAAAAADY/XDI8X4xbtBg/s1600-h/DSC05469.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037219845651865874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/RefMwuOgoRI/AAAAAAAAADY/XDI8X4xbtBg/s400/DSC05469.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Happy Birthday, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;JoJo&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is long due. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like seriously long due.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I still love you, my best friend&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry we're so far apart. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you for being my friend. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;And for tahaning my weirdoness&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And for sharing all those wonderful times pre and post Cempaka.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Love you to bits.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17617037-120331331564183230?l=kalingrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/120331331564183230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17617037&amp;postID=120331331564183230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/120331331564183230'/><link rel='self' 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11th 2007&lt;br /&gt;9:06pm Australian time&lt;br /&gt;6:06pm Malaysian time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As per request, the following describes the weather in Sydney, Australia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bright sun that literally can cook an egg.&lt;br /&gt;Sea breeze that is surprisingly cooling and pleasant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strange and unexpected 10 minute torrents of rain.&lt;br /&gt;And when i say "unexpected", I mean UNEXPECTED..&lt;br /&gt;One minute it's really sunny.&lt;br /&gt;Next minute it's pouring cats and dogs.&lt;br /&gt;But still sunny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still trying to get used to the night-time quietness.&lt;br /&gt;It's gonna take a while, I think.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17617037-682036509370892148?l=kalingrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17617037.post-7472452834928418208</id><published>2007-02-09T04:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T01:20:00.684-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Day One&lt;br /&gt;Of new and improved student life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Touch down to Sydney Airport,&lt;br /&gt;Heralds an end to a long and rather uncomfortable flight.&lt;br /&gt;A never-ending journey of sleep-non-sleep-sleep, babies crying and my back constantly aching from the oh-so-spacious legroom of the luxury of Economy class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh the privileges of the middle-wealth class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who'm I to complain right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bitch, I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drove down to Wollongong City.&lt;br /&gt;NOT as close as I was led to believe it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blardy cheater buggers.&lt;br /&gt;45 minutes train ride, my arse.&lt;br /&gt;1 hour drive also cannot reach!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.&lt;br /&gt;Will continue in my hopeful search for a place to stay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, also took alot of pictures at the KL airport before leaving.&lt;br /&gt;Will post the hilarious antics of WaiLuen and the World's Best Air--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17617037-7472452834928418208?l=kalingrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/7472452834928418208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17617037&amp;postID=7472452834928418208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/7472452834928418208'/><link 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/&gt;Anyway, as the title of this entry suggests,&lt;br /&gt;I missed the biggest sporting opportunity of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My LIFE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got recruited to try out for the Malaysian handball team for SEA games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SEA GAMES&lt;/strong&gt; wei!..&lt;br /&gt;Don't mess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, well, I'm leaving in 6 days,&lt;br /&gt;Hence, won't be able to represent the country to play one of my most favourite sports in the entire world.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;It's absolutely tragic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shoot me, why don't you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17617037-6121773163830916523?l=kalingrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/6121773163830916523/comments/default' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17617037.post-9213806733590795316</id><published>2007-01-21T07:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T08:29:17.980-08:00</updated><title type='text'>.stowaway mishaps.</title><content type='html'>Just the other day, I was having this conversation with my Dad and brother.&lt;br /&gt;About aeroplane stowaways.&lt;br /&gt;You know, like in the movies and in the stories you hear about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where some poor dude, who's either running away from the vengeful loan sharks.. or the angry wife.. or in pursuit of being the first frozen man above 1000 feet.. or just from plain boredom..&lt;br /&gt;For whatever reasons, they should do it with more wit and brains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like I normally say,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why so Not-Smart wan..?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My uncle, who's been a pilot for the longest time ever, was telling us the latest drama at the airport.&lt;br /&gt;And it goes something like this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Flight from Malaysia to Johannesburg. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;We land in Johannesburg, as per norm, and the air staff leave the deck off the left side of the huge 747. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Checked into a hotel to get some rest before the flight home the next morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Just as our heads touched the pillow.. &lt;em&gt;the phone rings&lt;/em&gt;.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hello, who's on the line?&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;South Africa Police.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;0_O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*sits up straight away, round-eyed with shock*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Yessir? Is there any problem?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*gruff tone*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Ummm.. Sorry to disturb you, but there's been a.. uhh.. a.. an accident.. at your aircraft. It seems one of your engineers found a leg dangling out of your aircraft, while going through check-up rounds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*confused*...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; uhh... A LEG, sir?.. As in, a human leg?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Yes.  That's right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(rush rush rush to the airport)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;After much complications with the police and with the airport authorities and everyone else, the story of the stowaway was revealed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;The body of a Malaysian boy, of no more than 16 years of age, was found inside the compartment where the landing wheels of the aircraft retract.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Therefore..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;High pressure&lt;/strong&gt; + &lt;strong&gt;High altitude&lt;/strong&gt; + &lt;strong&gt;very VERY little oxigen&lt;/strong&gt; + &lt;strong&gt;almost freezing temperatures&lt;/strong&gt; =&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; a very comfortable place to be in&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;So, apparently, when the plane landed in Johannesburg, and the compartment doors opened to release the landing wheels, the body half-slid out..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;When the doors closed again, the leg got caught sticking out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;And was left there to be discovered by the engineers during post-flight rounds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, the thing that gets me baffled is..&lt;br /&gt;If u wanna stowaway in the plane, why don't you do it in the cargo compartment?&lt;br /&gt;Where its pressurized and regulated..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only found out a few days ago that the planes actually regulate and control the pressure and temperature in the cargo compartments.&lt;br /&gt;Coz they sometimes carry animals like people's pets, horses, sheep and the like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.&lt;br /&gt;In conclusion.&lt;br /&gt;You wanna be a stowaway in an aeroplane..?&lt;br /&gt;Don't la go and hide where the wheels are...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go buy air-ticket from AirAsia.&lt;br /&gt;Very &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;cheap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; only..!&lt;br /&gt;RM9.90 can fly to London.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cheaper than a McDonalds meal.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17617037-9213806733590795316?l=kalingrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/9213806733590795316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17617037&amp;postID=9213806733590795316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/9213806733590795316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/9213806733590795316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/2007/01/stowaway-mishaps.html' title='.stowaway mishaps.'/><author><name>kaling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715866404382760602</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-17617037.post-722262150621644017</id><published>2007-01-12T08:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-12T08:52:55.333-08:00</updated><title type='text'>.outdated.</title><content type='html'>People of the world, I am so sorry for not updating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But i've been so caught up the past month.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What with my birthday.. SuLin's birthday.. Christmas.. New Year's.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And to top it all off, I had to juggle my preparing-for-Australia with everything else.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, so i wrote this post quite some time ago, but i'm only now getting around to posting it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, here goes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Birthdays Galore!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My Birthday came and went.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love it when it's my birthday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Woohoo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The one day that I can ask everyone to do stuff for me, and everyone will be more than pleased to accommodate me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Queen of the Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My lovely parents weren't supposed to buy my any presents, since recently my dad bought me an iPod video &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(*more proud moments)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and I bought myself a pair of Guess jeans &lt;em&gt;(with my mommy's blessings, of course)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So that was supposed to be Birthday Presents, kao tim.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But my lovely parents&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Are lovely.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bought me a &lt;strong&gt;TAG HEUER&lt;/strong&gt; watch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love my mommy and daddy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*grin from ear to ear*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And my godparents bought me a Coach clutch. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love my KaiMa and KaiPa too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will upload pictures when Jo decides to share. hehe..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next on the birthday list is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Khoo Su Lin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5019180914632991986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/Rae2cvgepPI/AAAAAAAAABU/b_gZbLclOYI/s400/happy+birthday.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We (&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Billie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and I) planned to drive up to Penang on her birthday to surprise her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Brought &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;WaiLuen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;BB&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; as part of the surprise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;At first, we wanted to make this really elaborate surprise thing for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Sulin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we realised, NO NEED LA..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Billie:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Okay, must call SuLin's mom to make sure she erases all the msgs from me just in case she busybody with her mom's phone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Do we wanna wait at the restaurant for her? Or let her sit down and walk up to her? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We should park our car far FAR away just in case she doesn't see it! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Should we wait behind the door and jump out at her?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Billie:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;But then ah, she so blur. I'm sure she won't know peanuts la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Kaling:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;... True oso.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, the surprise went well. As expected.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sulin so blur. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Surprise her anytime oso can.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And we bought Sulin a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;iPod Nano&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy eh, Sulin?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We wrapped it in the &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Box-in-a-box-in-a-box-in-a-box&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; type thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;:D... Mean, I know.. but FUN!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;1st Layer:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Altec Lansing speakers box, which, due to its huge ass size, had to wrapped in brown paper. Coz the normal wrapping paper wouldnt be enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5019181503043511554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/Rae2-_gepQI/AAAAAAAAABc/JgF6k_McfvE/s400/sulin%27s+bday+present.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;2nd Layer:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; A4 paper box, which was lined with newspaper, and filled with blank A4 paper so it was HEAVY to the max!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;3rd Layer:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Canon camera box, on which we wrote &lt;em&gt;"Hope you like it!",&lt;/em&gt; coz Sulin actually did want a camera..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;4th Layer:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Nokia handphone box, and we wrote "You think we so RICH meh?!"... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.. imagine SuLin's &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;damn-blur-to-the-max face&lt;/span&gt; when she opened the Canon camera box to find more boxes..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Final Layer:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; was the iPod Nano box itself, on which we wrote&lt;em&gt; "haha.. YOU WISH!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And when she opened the iPod box, she didnt even believe that the iPod was real!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Silly girl,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;started opening the little flaps where all the components are kept.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;SuLin:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;o_0 ... eh, no more ah...? a REAL iPod?!?!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I tell you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it feels damn good to surprise someone with something nice that you know they'll love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She spent the whole night just staring at the iPod in its new sleek shinyness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And she also spent the rest of the night and most of the next morning with her ears glued to the iPod and was dancing retardedly to music only she could hear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, it felt good to go on a road trip with close friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haven't done that in a long while.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Having WaiLuen along was an absolute pain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pain in the stomach.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;'Coz we kept laughing til stomach pain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He's hilarious!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry for traumatizing you with short towels and girly-talk. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm sure you're getting used to it though. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway, here are some pics from Penang.&lt;br /&gt;Of us bumming by the beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5019181859525797138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/Rae3TvgepRI/AAAAAAAAABk/jdg54mRgooI/s400/pisang+goreng.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5019183487318402354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/Rae4yfgepTI/AAAAAAAAAB0/PalHR4Gezpw/s400/bb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5019183263980102946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/Rae4lfgepSI/AAAAAAAAABs/vlXq58F6zbM/s400/billie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5019184294772254018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/Rae5hfgepUI/AAAAAAAAAB8/SlAlmZg7Iaw/s400/sulin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5019184616894801234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/Rae50PgepVI/AAAAAAAAACE/Yr2Jc-zLUy0/s400/sandcastle.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p&gt;Of us bumming in the room.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5019185518837933426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/Rae6ovgepXI/AAAAAAAAACU/FC6rxVnT4tE/s400/happy+family1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5019186193147798930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/Rae7P_gepZI/AAAAAAAAACk/bub9L4r6lCg/s400/happy+family2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;So, in conclusion.We bummed.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17617037-722262150621644017?l=kalingrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/722262150621644017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17617037&amp;postID=722262150621644017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/722262150621644017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/722262150621644017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/2007/01/outdated.html' title='.outdated.'/><author><name>kaling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715866404382760602</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/Rae2cvgepPI/AAAAAAAAABU/b_gZbLclOYI/s72-c/happy+birthday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17617037.post-7541710423115189510</id><published>2006-12-07T08:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-08T06:45:02.357-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Naga'/><title type='text'>.picture update.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Everything technological is falling apart in my hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I think I'm cursed with a virus or something.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Serious no joke wei.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My&lt;strong&gt; handphone&lt;/strong&gt; just randomly dies on me in &lt;strong&gt;mid-sms&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;My&lt;strong&gt; camera&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(oh GOD, my poor camera)..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; I think something's wrong with the lense, coz all I see is BLACK.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brand new&lt;strong&gt; iPod Video&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(*proud moment)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.. I have &lt;strong&gt;NO &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;F**KING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; idea how to load the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;stupid&lt;/span&gt; videos into the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;stupid&lt;/span&gt; iPod. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far, the three vids that I've uploaded into the iPod have Video but no Audio.&lt;br /&gt;So i see the video, but no sound.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;SOMEONE, please &lt;strong&gt;help&lt;/strong&gt;!..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am a technological idiot&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Begging for help.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;My stupid Photoshop. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I don't even know what the problem is.&lt;br /&gt;But it's not working.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So fish it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Here are some uneditted random pictures from the past weeks of non-blog-movement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;A little picture update about my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;internship at Naga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5005824328930027970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/RXhCtIXh6cI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-3PIcErUxnk/s400/DSC06996.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The crazy ppl at &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Naga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; that made me feel so welcome&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5005825432736623058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/RXhDtYXh6dI/AAAAAAAAAAU/rkhRZMvIc5o/s400/DSC07028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;LooYi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (my penjaga), me, &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Leeps&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (BigLadyBoss)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*and Kenny peeping in from behind. Totally ruining the shot!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5005826759881517538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/RXhE6oXh6eI/AAAAAAAAAAc/hOYdYCo6zgE/s400/DSC07054.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;em&gt;The&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; pink&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; couple who aren't a couple (Anita and Chin) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006161191804987890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/RXl1FIXh6fI/AAAAAAAAAAw/EXUwzNmMZ14/s400/DSC07045.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Patrick says&lt;/span&gt; "I'm flying!.... ermm.. well.. my ears are. Thanks to &lt;strong&gt;Suzuki Swift&lt;/strong&gt;! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Very swift wan."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;On a totally different note.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My family and I went down to Singapore to watch &lt;strong&gt;Tommy Emmanuel&lt;/strong&gt; play.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And i hear you say &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"WHO...!?!?!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tommy Emmanuel&lt;/strong&gt;, you un-cultured good-for-nothing nincompoops!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He's only like THE ultimate best guitarist known to mankind!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yeesh.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006163695770921474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/RXl3W4Xh6gI/AAAAAAAAAA4/-4rnAqx_Jl8/s400/DSC06875.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;This is my family and I, cam-whoring.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006165151764834834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/RXl4roXh6hI/AAAAAAAAABA/p9uWXI5G_Nk/s400/DSC06924.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Goodbye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; says &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;YewEng the WaterPolo Player&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17617037-7541710423115189510?l=kalingrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/7541710423115189510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17617037&amp;postID=7541710423115189510' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/7541710423115189510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/7541710423115189510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/2006/12/picture-update.html' title='.picture update.'/><author><name>kaling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715866404382760602</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C5NYN1AsT0s/RXhCtIXh6cI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-3PIcErUxnk/s72-c/DSC06996.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17617037.post-116304103103511817</id><published>2006-11-08T18:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T18:57:11.106-08:00</updated><title type='text'>.drama of the day.</title><content type='html'>Or so Hily puts it.. "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Jolt of the Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I got stuck in the lift.&lt;/strong&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;br /&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuckers, stop laughing.&lt;br /&gt;I know you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blardy hell.&lt;br /&gt;Of all the ass-shit luck to have, it would have to be &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; that gets stuck in the lift la right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily I was in the lift with these three other random people and a cleaning lady.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;CleaningLady&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; saved the day!&lt;br /&gt;She intercommed the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;LiftDude&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and tried to get the doors to open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See,&lt;br /&gt;The lift stopped at 3A, but the doors wouldnt open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;CleaningLad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;y intercommed &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;LiftDude&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;LiftDude&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; brought the lift back down to 3floor and got the doors open.&lt;br /&gt;So &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;LiftDude&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; said "Okay, Dah okay dah.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we rather trustingly &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(or.. rather &lt;strong&gt;STUPID&lt;/strong&gt;ly)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; took the same lift back up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stuck again at 3A.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fucking hell.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CleaningLady&lt;/strong&gt; once again intercoms &lt;strong&gt;LiftDude&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;LiftDude&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; says &lt;em&gt;"Okay la.. ada masalah la.."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me&lt;/strong&gt;: No&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ooo&lt;/span&gt;O&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;OO&lt;/span&gt;ooo&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ooo&lt;/span&gt;o.... &lt;strong&gt;REALLLY!?!?...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*can't you just see my cannot-tahan-stupid-people face..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So LiftDude finally got something right and stopped the ENTIRE lift system.&lt;br /&gt;Alarms blaring and all.&lt;br /&gt;ALL four lifts were brought down to ground floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was quite drama la.&lt;br /&gt;And quite funny also.&lt;br /&gt;To see all the office people boiling out of the lifts like so many little ants&lt;br /&gt;All wondering, what the HELL is going on&lt;br /&gt;All looking at their watches, thinking "&lt;em&gt;shit i'm LATe for work"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.. well, some of them &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(namely me)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; would probably be thinking.. "&lt;em&gt;nyahahaha.. lifts not working, can go home..!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But,&lt;br /&gt;unfortunately,&lt;br /&gt;I got to work fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here i am.&lt;br /&gt;Updating you on the latest drama of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JOLT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Patented and Trademarked by &lt;strong&gt;Hilyah Mohd Raffick&lt;/strong&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17617037-116304103103511817?l=kalingrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/116304103103511817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17617037&amp;postID=116304103103511817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/116304103103511817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/116304103103511817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/2006/11/drama-of-day.html' title='.drama of the day.'/><author><name>kaling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715866404382760602</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-17617037.post-116288336889058316</id><published>2006-11-06T23:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T23:09:28.906-08:00</updated><title type='text'>.volleyball and what-not.</title><content type='html'>Sorry..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A million apologies..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have been kinda tied up.&lt;br /&gt;What with work.. and friends. and work.. and friends..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No time to update the blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i don't even remember what has happened between now and the last time i blogged.&lt;br /&gt;So i shall just randomly talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Indoor Volleyball.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know me, the sports freak.&lt;br /&gt;At any chance of playing some kinda sports (&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;barring golf and pingpong or any other useless sport like that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;), i jump.&lt;br /&gt;So when &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Ju&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; called me to play "indoor volleyball".. i was like "Hell Yeah!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Indoor volleyball.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only relationship with "indoor volleyball" and the actual game of volleyball is that there is a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;net&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; between the two teams.&lt;br /&gt;Even if you could call it that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Indoor volleyball.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Involves two teams sitting on chairs (yes, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SIT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;ting) with a row of tables separating them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Aim of the game:&lt;/em&gt; To whack a patheticly soft beachball from one side to the other without it touching the ground.&lt;br /&gt;What it ended up being was &lt;strong&gt;a melee of flailing hands and legs, squealing girls and scraping chairs.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does not involve any skill what-so-ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;whack&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having said that, i think we could've won the tournament if certain &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Wailuens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Alexs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; hadnt wasted all our serves!&lt;br /&gt;We practically handed the other team the game on a silver platter.&lt;br /&gt;Or a badly inflated beachball, if you will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doesnt matter.&lt;br /&gt;At least &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Roof&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is now top of the table. (I think)&lt;br /&gt;Yes, i have switched allegiance to Roof.&lt;br /&gt;Pillar no longer wants me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tragic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;End&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;of Update 1.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Update 2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got into &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Uni of Wollongong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WOOHOOO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm seriously so happy.&lt;br /&gt;UOW is the perfect uni that I was looking for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Point One.&lt;br /&gt;It's close to Sydney.&lt;br /&gt;So i'll be near my relatives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Point Two.&lt;br /&gt;But it's not close enough that i have to stay with my relatives.&lt;br /&gt;It's about an hour's drive away from Sydney City.&lt;br /&gt;So i get to stay on my own!..&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Which i'm beginning to have slight reservations and fluttery butterflies in my stomach about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UOW campus is sandwiched between beautiful blue ocean and wonderful lush bushland.&lt;br /&gt;Perfect for me.&lt;br /&gt;Point Three.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UOW accomodations have En-Suite toilets!..&lt;br /&gt;Means i get to have a toilet all to myself.&lt;br /&gt;No sharing.&lt;br /&gt;I hope i get the room.&lt;br /&gt;Point Four&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(And a very VERY important point)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UOW is remote enough that i won't be seeing every Tom, Dick and Harry from KL..&lt;br /&gt;Or should i say, every &lt;strong&gt;Ah Lim, Abu and Muthu&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Point Five.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.&lt;br /&gt;Yay me for getting into UOW!&lt;br /&gt;Woohoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till the next update.&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully i get my Photoshop back into action, so I can start putting up pictures.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17617037-116288336889058316?l=kalingrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/116288336889058316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17617037&amp;postID=116288336889058316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/116288336889058316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/116288336889058316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/2006/11/volleyball-and-what-not.html' title='.volleyball and what-not.'/><author><name>kaling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715866404382760602</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-17617037.post-116222072479260121</id><published>2006-10-30T06:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T07:05:24.816-08:00</updated><title type='text'>.vote for the dancing queen!.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ng Bee Bee&lt;/span&gt; the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Dancing Queen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is the world's most freaking chun dancer that I've known.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you better &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;vote&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt; for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All you people who read my blog, and are so incredible bored &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(I know you are.. like&lt;strong&gt; Hily&lt;/strong&gt;.. or&lt;strong&gt; Gere&lt;/strong&gt;.. or &lt;strong&gt;Ben&lt;/strong&gt;..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go &lt;a href="http://www.red1049.com/contests/stepup/vlogin.asp"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HERE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; .. and watch &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;BeeBee&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;dance her ass off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vote for her yeah!..&lt;br /&gt;But you kinda have to register as a "red club" member before they let you watch the videos.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it's a small price to pay to support a beloved AND talented friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll see soon enough that she blows all the other contestants to bits.&lt;br /&gt;Better faster vote.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17617037-116222072479260121?l=kalingrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/116222072479260121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17617037&amp;postID=116222072479260121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/116222072479260121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/116222072479260121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/2006/10/vote-for-dancing-queen.html' title='.vote for the dancing queen!.'/><author><name>kaling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715866404382760602</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-17617037.post-116104775422119051</id><published>2006-10-16T18:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T18:15:54.240-07:00</updated><title type='text'>.sleepiness.</title><content type='html'>I think i've mentioned this before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It should be &lt;strong&gt;illegal&lt;/strong&gt; to have to wake up before &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Ugh.&lt;br /&gt;I hate this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have to drag my sleepy butt out of bed at the impossible &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;7:45am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; so that I can get to work at 9.&lt;br /&gt;Driving along the Fed Highway and LDP in a zombified manner.&lt;br /&gt;Not the best thing in the world with morning traffic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But other than that, work's been fine..&lt;br /&gt;Normal stuff la.&lt;br /&gt;Those who think that working in this industry is all glamour and fun,&lt;br /&gt;well..&lt;br /&gt;Tell that to my colleagues who stay in the office up to &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;1am&lt;/span&gt; almost every other day.&lt;br /&gt;Madness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As if the morning wasn't bad enough,&lt;br /&gt;I have to fight the going-home traffic now!&lt;br /&gt;Straighest line to my house would be Fed Highway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Fed Highway&lt;/span&gt; + &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;6:30pm&lt;/span&gt; + &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Buka Puasa&lt;/span&gt; = &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DAMN FREAKING JAM to the MAX&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still have no Photoshop &lt;em&gt;(&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Wayne&lt;/span&gt;, where's my photoshop!!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hence the lack of pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which sucks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17617037-116104775422119051?l=kalingrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/116104775422119051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17617037&amp;postID=116104775422119051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/116104775422119051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/116104775422119051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/2006/10/sleepiness.html' title='.sleepiness.'/><author><name>kaling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715866404382760602</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-17617037.post-116036286318064801</id><published>2006-10-08T19:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-08T20:01:28.730-07:00</updated><title type='text'>.Finally, an update.</title><content type='html'>Sorry for the inactivity.&lt;br /&gt;Been so super busy the past couple of weeks.&lt;br /&gt;Haven't managed to catch my breath ever since I came back from Redang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, that's a good starting place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Redang &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;trip with the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;CorAl &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;kids.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was SUPER ultimate fun.&lt;br /&gt;The four days I was away from home, I had close to NO sleep at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday night, couldn't sleep at all, coz we were on the bus on the way to Redang (an overnight trip) and couldn't seem to fall asleep on the bus.&lt;br /&gt;A 4am stop in the middle of nowhere at this Malay stall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Rinee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; with her "&lt;em&gt;soup batang&lt;/em&gt;", which she had to blow, since she blows everything.. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday morning, arrived at Redang and settled into our rooms.&lt;br /&gt;Snorkel time!&lt;br /&gt;In the beginning, very jakun la.. first time snorkelling wat..&lt;br /&gt;But was pretty confident that I wouldn't DROWN &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(what with all that swimming background.. I wouldn't drown.. right?..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, swim, swim, swim.. see fish, see rocks, see corals..&lt;br /&gt;Stayed up til about 3am chatting under the trees by the beach, temaning &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Wayne&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;while he attempts to finish his artwork.&lt;br /&gt;Then, just as we were about to go to sleep, it started raining.&lt;br /&gt;And when I say raining, i mean &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;pouring &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;goats and cows&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not cats n dogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Goats and Cows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Eddie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; n I decided to wait it out, slowly freezing to death (since we were all in shorts only.. beach what..)&lt;br /&gt;Damn smart idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4am&lt;/strong&gt;. The rain not stopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4:30am&lt;/strong&gt;. It's getting worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4:45am&lt;/strong&gt;. Cannot tahan already..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;RUN FOR IT!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N we dashed through the heavy rain n wet cold puddles,&lt;br /&gt;Soaked right through to our skins,&lt;br /&gt;Dried ourselves off n went to sleep at 5am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7:30am.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wake up curled in a tight uncomfortable ball just to find that the queen-sized bed was being conquered by a &lt;strong&gt;slumbering snoring roommate&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;The woman is tinier than me, and she took up the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;ENTIRE BED&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Being the nice person that I am, I didnt want to wake her up by pushing or prodding the invading body parts,&lt;br /&gt;So, I dragged my sleepy ass out of bed, and went to sit by the balcony outside our rooms, stoning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides, there was no way I could go back to sleep,&lt;br /&gt;Got the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Royal Snoring Orchestra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; inside my room, how to sleep..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the rest of Saturday was spent snorkelling and chilling by the beach and snorkelling and chilling by the beach.&lt;br /&gt;I saw &lt;strong&gt;NEMO&lt;/strong&gt;!..&lt;br /&gt;And I saw &lt;strong&gt;sotong&lt;/strong&gt;, who was very fascinated by &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Eiran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;'s wiggling fingers.&lt;br /&gt;Saw &lt;strong&gt;TriggerFish&lt;/strong&gt;, which freaked the hell out of me the first time.. (the bloody fish freaking CHASED us!)&lt;br /&gt;Saw &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;SHARKS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.. little baby sharks.. which was pretty cool..Saw lots n lots of diff corals n stuff..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Eiran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, doing the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;underwater-boogie&lt;/span&gt;.. (&lt;em&gt;not a pretty sight, i can tell you that&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;Heard an &lt;em&gt;Underwater Lion&lt;/em&gt;.. otherwise known as &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Eiran-being-Sily&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;Saw &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Rinee &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;trying to maintain underwater &lt;em&gt;(coz once you start laughing with the stupid snorkel mask on, you drown from all that seawater..)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which resulted in the most RIDICULOUS faces, i can tell you that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH..&lt;br /&gt;Saw a huge ass &lt;strong&gt;sting-ray&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;That was AWESOME.&lt;br /&gt;First thing that came to my mind was &lt;em&gt;Poor Steve Irwin&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;Tried to follow the sting-ray, to look at it closer..&lt;br /&gt;But it swam so fast that it practically FLEW underwater.&lt;br /&gt;Awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I managed to convince &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Wayne &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;n &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Eddie &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;to stay up all night to watch the sunrise..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Jon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; decided to join us.&lt;br /&gt;By the time &lt;strong&gt;4am&lt;/strong&gt; came around, we were all so stoned that I can't remember what we were even talking about that night&lt;br /&gt;When it was time for sunrise, we realised..SHIT, which side of the island is the bloody SUN rising?!..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theoretically, it should rise on the opposite side of the moon right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WRONG.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, in the end, we managed to catch the sunrise,&lt;br /&gt;Although it was a bit too cloudy to appreciate it fully.&lt;br /&gt;Managed to get some nice shots off too, although my horrible camera skills and shaky hands resulted in more wobbly pictures than good ones..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left for home on Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;So all in all, I think I only got like 4 hours of sleep in those four days.&lt;br /&gt;But it was a pretty awesome trip.&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for the next island adventure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*Pictures to be put up later when I get my Photoshop fixed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17617037-116036286318064801?l=kalingrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/116036286318064801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17617037&amp;postID=116036286318064801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/116036286318064801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/116036286318064801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/2006/10/finally-update.html' title='.Finally, an update.'/><author><name>kaling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715866404382760602</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-17617037.post-115807769133324239</id><published>2006-09-12T09:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T09:14:51.350-07:00</updated><title type='text'>.oh my G.</title><content type='html'>Guess who called me today...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lemme bring you back to the month of &lt;strong&gt;July&lt;/strong&gt; when the crazy ss2 woman tried to gouge out my eyes during &lt;strong&gt;Copa Iba&lt;/strong&gt; captainball tournament.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well,&lt;br /&gt;Today i get a call from an unknown number.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;GUESS WHO!?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SS2 Chick&lt;/strong&gt; : umm.. Hi.. my name is.. err.. Well, i'm the one who banged you down during Copa Iba..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me  &lt;/strong&gt;            : ...uhh... oohh!.. kay..?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SS2 Chick&lt;/strong&gt; : Yeah, I know it's quite late for me to call you.. But i just wanted to apologize..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Me              : ...uhh... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(still kinda dumbfounded that she actually called..)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SS2 Chick&lt;/strong&gt; : I know it must've been pain for you. Coz it was pain for me too. Although I know your eye more                            sensitive than my hand. But still quite pain for me la..!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me&lt;/strong&gt;              : &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;*are you KIDDING ME!?!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;... ohh.. okkay.. i've been okay for a long while now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then she goes on trying to get rid of the awkward moment of silence by asking me where I'm studying n stuff like that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway, she did say that she tried to call me earlier, but couldnt reach me..&lt;br /&gt;I thought it was kinda strange.But i guess it was nice of her to remember after ALL this while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would've forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shucks.&lt;br /&gt;Now I need to find the phone numbers of all the girls that I crashed into during handball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hah.&lt;br /&gt;yeah right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although I &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;am &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;sorry to have crashed into any one of them.&lt;br /&gt;Part of the game right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17617037-115807769133324239?l=kalingrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/115807769133324239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17617037&amp;postID=115807769133324239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/115807769133324239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/115807769133324239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/2006/09/oh-my-g_12.html' title='.oh my G.'/><author><name>kaling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715866404382760602</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-17617037.post-115790162698794874</id><published>2006-09-10T08:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-10T08:20:27.006-07:00</updated><title type='text'>.handball.</title><content type='html'>Today was the end of the &lt;strong&gt;Malaysian Handball League&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;The end of dunno-how-many months of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Step-Jump-Bounce-Step-Fake-SHOOT&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*I know i've got the sequence wrong, but i can't remember it and i'm too lazy to check it out. heh. sorry WaiLuen&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cempakahandball.blogspot.com"&gt;CHC&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; managed to get a fourth placing.&lt;br /&gt;Although i think we all could've gotten third, but we were unlucky with scheduling and other stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Handball is really killing me, though.&lt;br /&gt;Slowly, but surely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, I have 7.. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;count them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; SEVEN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; bruises on my body.&lt;br /&gt;And those are the ones that are &lt;strong&gt;visible&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah.&lt;br /&gt;And a big bruise on my head.&lt;br /&gt;Coz I got elbowed in the head by a Gombak woman-monster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have absolutely no idea, but I seem to have pissed off the entire Gombak team.&lt;br /&gt;They were winning.&lt;br /&gt;But yet, so angsty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I oso dunno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; (very very legally, I might add)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; blocked one of their shots.&lt;br /&gt;The girl turns around to me and goes &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;"Eh, Watch out ah, Number 7 &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(which of course is my jersey number)&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;To which I replied &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(after a short pause of bugged-eyed silence from me)&lt;/span&gt;.. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;"ooOOOookkay.. Chill, maybe..?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But on the inside, I was saying &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"I'm watching, lady, and it ain't a pretty sight..!...&lt;/strong&gt; b*tch&lt;strong&gt;.."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever la.&lt;br /&gt;I hate players who are unsportsman-like.&lt;br /&gt;And they even tried to trip us when we tried to shoot.&lt;br /&gt;Blardy hell.&lt;br /&gt;Too much wei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH.&lt;br /&gt;I almost forgot.&lt;br /&gt;Towards the end of the game, when Gombak &lt;em&gt;(the enemy team)&lt;/em&gt; was STILL leading,I blocked another shot (so totally legal again).&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;strong&gt;girl/monster/b*tch&lt;/strong&gt; walks back, "accidentally" brushes my shoulder and mumbles &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;"ChiBai.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;o_0&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHoa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like, &lt;strong&gt;CHILL&lt;/strong&gt;, woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, anyway, right after that game, we had to play for 3rd or 4th placing.&lt;br /&gt;And, us being in such peak physical condition and all, were too exhausted and blur to put up much of a fight.&lt;br /&gt;So.&lt;br /&gt;Fourth placing it is, for &lt;a href="http://www.cempakahandball.blogspot.com"&gt;Cempaka Handball Club&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But good oso la.&lt;br /&gt;Got medal wat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After some very clever spray-painting, scratching-out of specific "&lt;strong&gt;KE-EMPAT&lt;/strong&gt;" words..I will very proudly be showing off my shiny new &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;GOLD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; medal.&lt;br /&gt;Complete with my name handwritten on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn pro wei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.&lt;br /&gt;Will load pictures when i leech them from the resident cam-whores of the Handball Club.. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(*cough&lt;strong&gt;JU&lt;/strong&gt;cough*)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try to get some sleep now.&lt;br /&gt;Still dizzy from that blow to my head.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17617037-115790162698794874?l=kalingrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/115790162698794874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17617037&amp;postID=115790162698794874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/115790162698794874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/115790162698794874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/2006/09/handball.html' title='.handball.'/><author><name>kaling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715866404382760602</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-17617037.post-115703982215959205</id><published>2006-08-31T08:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T06:53:51.660-07:00</updated><title type='text'>.coral alliance.</title><content type='html'>Participated in a &lt;strong&gt;Port Dickson Beach Clean Up&lt;/strong&gt; *a long time ago*, organized by the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.coralalliance.blogspot.com"&gt;Coral Alliance&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; degree people. Me, being the ever-supportive friend, dragged my lazy butt at the ungodly hour of 6am to get on the bus to PD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;It should be illegal for people to wake up before 8. or 9.&lt;br /&gt;It would be a FEDERAL OFFENSE for people to wake up before the sun rises.&lt;br /&gt;Ungodly.&lt;br /&gt;Not natural.&lt;br /&gt;Wrong.&lt;br /&gt;Salah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the luck gods weren't with us this morning, or rather, they weren't with the Coral Kids, coz it started raining.&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully enough, the rain stopped just as the beach clean up was scheduled to start.&lt;br /&gt;After dutifully picking up various trash bags and plastic bottles of the dirty sands of PD, we all RAN back inside to the welcoming chilled atmosphere of AIR CONDITIONED rooms.&lt;br /&gt;Environmental-activists, my backside la.&lt;br /&gt;Damn fail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7939/1701/400/clean.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then came a horrifying speech by a lady representative from Malaysian Nature Society.&lt;br /&gt;As I continued to listen to her speech, there was this growing feeling of dread and helplessness.&lt;br /&gt;I know, a lot of people preach to "don't litter" and la di da.But this lady's presentation really opened eyes today, especially mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She brought to attention something called a "&lt;strong&gt;garbage patch&lt;/strong&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;Which is, essentially, what its name implies; a large mass of floating rubbish "twice the size of Texas, 3/4 of Malaysia" in the ocean.&lt;br /&gt;And what floats on the surface, is only about 20% of what is actually there, coz the other 80% has already sunk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So imagine what is down there.&lt;br /&gt;What are the sea bass, tuna, sotongs, sharks, sea birds, turtles and other marine life having to live with?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Researchers found many dead sea birds like Albatross all over untouched beaches.&lt;br /&gt;(where supposedly, no man have gone before)&lt;br /&gt;So the beach ought to have pristine golden white sandy beachs, with glistening emerald blue oceans and teeming wildlife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead, they find dead birds and plastic garbage.&lt;br /&gt;When they open up these dead birds, they find that the poor birds had eaten plastic items such as lighters, bottle caps and such.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Normally, I do take these campaigns to heart, and try to do my part to save whatever part of the world I can.&lt;br /&gt;But then &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Eiran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and the other &lt;strong&gt;CoralKids &lt;/strong&gt;took us up to the lighthouse in PD.&lt;br /&gt;There, an awe-inspiring 870 feet above ocean, you can see blue-green-grey ocean as far as the eye can see (well, as far as the haze permits, which is another result of man's lovely contribution to Mother Earth) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7939/1701/400/lighthouse.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7939/1701/400/stairs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7939/1701/400/ocean.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Serene. Calming.&lt;br /&gt;Thought-provoking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then came an overwhelming sense of protection.&lt;br /&gt;Like, I want to grab people and say "HOI! Open your EYES! We're destroying our own world, and we're not doing anything about it!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Eiran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, for the truly enlightening experience.I really believe that it's your heartfelt passion that made the difference in today's happenings.&lt;br /&gt;Also, thanks &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Matt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for inviting me along on the trip!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unforgettable. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7939/1701/400/me%20and%20matt.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17617037-115703982215959205?l=kalingrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/115703982215959205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17617037&amp;postID=115703982215959205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/115703982215959205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/115703982215959205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/2006/08/coral-alliance.html' title='.coral alliance.'/><author><name>kaling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715866404382760602</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-17617037.post-115626456090189163</id><published>2006-08-22T08:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T09:36:00.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'>.so loyal.</title><content type='html'>We so super loyal.&lt;br /&gt;Go back to &lt;strong&gt;Cempaka&lt;/strong&gt; to support the Cempaka Performing Arts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is this la.&lt;br /&gt;My time where got "Cempaka Performing Arts" which produces productions involving more than half the entire school..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah la.&lt;br /&gt;I know i sound damn aunty. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;"When i was young..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;"During MY time.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.&lt;br /&gt;Since when Cempaka has a travel agency?!&lt;br /&gt;I think its called something like Cempaka Travels or something. I dunno.&lt;br /&gt;Wah. Datin is seriously raking in the greens man.&lt;br /&gt;Jealous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.&lt;br /&gt;A overly enthusiastic brother and a special dancing friend persuaded us (&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Billie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;SuLin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;WeiKit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and myself) to the second last showing of &lt;strong&gt;We Will Rock You&lt;/strong&gt;, a production by the over-achiever Cempakans.&lt;br /&gt;We were so excited with all the lovely Queen music playing in the hall. Well, i was anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7939/1701/400/glowy%20bracelets.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got CHOICE seats, thanks to our special dancing friend, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;BeeBo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Right behind us, were seated &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Eugene&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;YeeTeng&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and the rest of the BGC gang.&lt;br /&gt;So, I'm guessing throughout the entire show, they had the lovely view of the back of our heads.&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Privileges of &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Being Tall&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;Friends of Special Dancing Cempakans&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7939/1701/400/freaks.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7939/1701/400/arms.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the show went well.&lt;br /&gt;I have to say that the band was amazing for a bunch of school kids.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously. The bass player play until damn high wei. Super into his bass grinding.&lt;br /&gt;Little drummer boy, &lt;strong&gt;Arthur Kam&lt;/strong&gt;, of course, was his usual fantastic self, with magical drumsticks.&lt;br /&gt;Lead guitarist, Min Onn &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(did i spell his name right?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; a.k.a &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;He Who Belongs To Special Dancer Friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; was the star of the band! Super cool solo-ing.&lt;br /&gt;Damn jealous... Of his skills. Not of the SpecialDancerFriend!... Yeesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the show, we and the BGC gang adjourned to McDs for some much-needed grub.&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say, my brother being his usual retarded self was as retarded and foolish as usual.&lt;br /&gt;Standing next to RonaldMcD, staring blankly into nothingness, with a freaky-ass smile on his face.&lt;br /&gt;That's how he stood for a full five minutes, just to see what the reactions of the people coming in would be. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7939/1701/400/mcd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And looking at his face now, I'm quite surprised they didnt run right out screaming and flailing wildly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;RUN! RUN! It's the &lt;strong&gt;RunAwayDragQueen&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7939/1701/400/yeweng.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprisingly enough, the McD ppl were quite sporting and didnt halau my brother right out of their establishment.&lt;br /&gt;And I was also feeling kind that night, so I very graciously let my retarded brother sit at our table to makan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also paid for his food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YOU OWE ME!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17617037-115626456090189163?l=kalingrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/115626456090189163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17617037&amp;postID=115626456090189163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/115626456090189163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/115626456090189163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/2006/08/so-loyal.html' title='.so loyal.'/><author><name>kaling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715866404382760602</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-17617037.post-115626088969189525</id><published>2006-08-22T08:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T08:34:49.720-07:00</updated><title type='text'>.dammit.</title><content type='html'>DAMMIT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't find my Oakleys anywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dammit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had them on top of my head when I came home.&lt;br /&gt;So i know they're &lt;strong&gt;SOMEWHERE&lt;/strong&gt; in the house.&lt;br /&gt;I just don't know where.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dammit!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17617037-115626088969189525?l=kalingrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/115626088969189525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17617037&amp;postID=115626088969189525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/115626088969189525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/115626088969189525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/2006/08/dammit.html' title='.dammit.'/><author><name>kaling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715866404382760602</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-17617037.post-115504708529750758</id><published>2006-08-08T06:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-09T08:59:56.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'>.we got 3rd!.</title><content type='html'>out of &lt;strong&gt;four&lt;/strong&gt; teams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaahhaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But eh, don't go potong my steam okay. 3rd placing is very good. I think so at least.&lt;br /&gt;So. Yay team!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Clap Clap Clap..!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And congrats to the guys team too. They did a terrific job too and played a good game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7939/1701/400/3ofus.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Actually, the second game we played was quite unsatisfying. Coz both &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;IphinRangson &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(the highly esteemed &lt;strong&gt;el Capitan&lt;/strong&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and I thought that we should've played a better game.&lt;br /&gt;Both defensive and offense-wise.&lt;br /&gt;Also, a certain someone who never attended practice who wasnt supposed to play in the day's matches stole a few minutes of game-time.&lt;br /&gt;But oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But of course the highlight of the day was... &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;MAKAN TIME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;As usual.&lt;br /&gt;Pigs, we are. Guilty as charged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BAK KUT TEH!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;WaiLuen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Alex&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; both were faced with a lifetime-changing decision. Which was to decide which table to sit at..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Table 1:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Smaller table, hence more food. Less girls compared to guys, hence, more greedy pigs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Table 2:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Bigger table, hence more sharing. More girls, hence, more food &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(by reasoning that girls don't eat as much as guys) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7939/1701/400/wl.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In the end, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;WaiLuen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; opted for Table1, which Billie, SuLin and I were seated at. &lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Alex&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; choose Table2.&lt;br /&gt;Final results? WaiLuen and the two other dudes sitting with us managed to inhale 3 &lt;em&gt;(count 'em, &lt;strong&gt;THREE&lt;/strong&gt;)&lt;/em&gt; bowls of rice and our table only dished out RM13 per person.&lt;br /&gt;Alex and the boys at the big table ate less for RM15 per person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We WIN!&lt;br /&gt;Although I dont know what I win, in particular, coz us girls only had like one bowl of rice each.&lt;br /&gt;So the guys figure that its very worth it to eat with girls.&lt;br /&gt;Blardy hell. Too much right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, I think we had close to RM250 worth of bakkutteh.&lt;br /&gt;Bakkutteh Aunty super happy wei.&lt;br /&gt;She was even kind&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; (or smart)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; enough to go search for yao char kwei for us, after hearing the groans of consternation when we heard that there was no more left. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Edit&lt;/strong&gt;: WaiLuen has corrected me. Its RM200 not 250..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I come back from KL Open laden with one bronze medal which is surprisingly hefty.&lt;br /&gt;Not at all as I expected. Which would be flimsy plastic that falls apart 5 minutes later.&lt;br /&gt;Also, I am granted with super aching leg and ass muscles. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;No pain, no gain. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7939/1701/400/waiting.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17617037-115504708529750758?l=kalingrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/115504708529750758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17617037&amp;postID=115504708529750758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/115504708529750758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/115504708529750758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/2006/08/we-got-3rd.html' title='.we got 3rd!.'/><author><name>kaling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715866404382760602</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-17617037.post-115495202486363613</id><published>2006-08-07T04:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-07T05:00:24.883-07:00</updated><title type='text'>.my dose is sduck.</title><content type='html'>I'm infected. Thanks to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;WaiLuen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;SuLin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;my mom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;All combined their germy forces to infect me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now I'm stuck with a sorethroat that's making me cough uncontrollably plus a sniffly nose that threatens to make me sneeze more than 6 times in a row.&lt;br /&gt;Also, as result of a whole weekend of nothing but handball, I now have aching butt muscles and my right leg is in PAIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;My mom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; would start now with something like &lt;em&gt;"See la! Go play the whole day, never stretch, come home late at night, then grumble, grumble, grumble.."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although I fail to see the relevance with the late nights and my aching ass cheeks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will post up the few lame pictures we took during the &lt;strong&gt;KL Open&lt;/strong&gt; last Saturday later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;issit me or are my posts getting shorter and shorter..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17617037-115495202486363613?l=kalingrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/115495202486363613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17617037&amp;postID=115495202486363613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/115495202486363613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/115495202486363613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/2006/08/my-dose-is-sduck.html' title='.my dose is sduck.'/><author><name>kaling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715866404382760602</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-17617037.post-115470993651320322</id><published>2006-08-04T09:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-04T09:45:36.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'>.pissing off wei.</title><content type='html'>You know what pisses me off to the max? Well, not "pisses me off" la.. but irritates the bejeebers out of me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't stand people who constantly whine like a little primary kid. With stupid little pseudo-innocent comments and questions. Complete with the little tilt of the head to the side, and the little pout in the lower lip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tell you, i &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;DIG OUT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; your eyeballs and pull your lip out, then you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bloody hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; Hey, how've you been la?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Person1:&lt;/strong&gt; Why? Miss me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     ...what am i supposed to say to that? &lt;em&gt;No, no, not really. Coz I don't really like you all that much..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all goes downhill when a conversation starts sounding something like this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Me: Hey, what's up?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Person: Miss me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Me: ... err. Come la, let's go do something. Watch a movie or something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Person: Yeah let's go watch Pirates.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Me: Eh, watch edi la. Sorry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Person: Oh, like this la now. Go also never call me or invite me.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;(this comment particularly ticks me off.. like YOU know how to call me to watch whatever la..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Me: Hmm.. What to do..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Person: Fine la. Be like that la. Dowan to friend you already.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;(okay la, maybe people don't really say this anymore.. but.. yeah..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, okay i damn lazy to think of any more irritating examples.&lt;br /&gt;So.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*whooooooooooooosa*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17617037-115470993651320322?l=kalingrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/115470993651320322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17617037&amp;postID=115470993651320322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/115470993651320322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/115470993651320322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/2006/08/pissing-off-wei.html' title='.pissing off wei.'/><author><name>kaling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715866404382760602</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-17617037.post-115444958527924425</id><published>2006-08-01T09:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T09:26:25.296-07:00</updated><title type='text'>.midnight munchies.</title><content type='html'>Bad stuff wei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's 11.56pm. My brother just came back from his schoold production, We Will Rock You.&lt;br /&gt;He bought back &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;McDonalds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;BAD STUFF.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fries and Coke in the middle of the night.&lt;br /&gt;Guilty feelings starting to build edi wei.&lt;br /&gt;But I'm still clutching to that brown paper bag with a big &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;yellow &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid YewEng.&lt;br /&gt;I've kicked him and his &lt;em&gt;melted cheese-filled, crispy green lettuce, juicy tender beef burger&lt;/em&gt; out of my room.&lt;br /&gt;Dammit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay away from me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17617037-115444958527924425?l=kalingrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/115444958527924425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17617037&amp;postID=115444958527924425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/115444958527924425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/115444958527924425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/2006/08/midnight-munchies.html' title='.midnight munchies.'/><author><name>kaling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715866404382760602</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-17617037.post-115392969537983630</id><published>2006-07-26T08:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-26T09:01:35.413-07:00</updated><title type='text'>.crocodilean selipar.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Final project&lt;/strong&gt;. Stress, yes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's what you would think eh? But then, our lovely lecturer decides we only need to see her ONCE a week. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;choice&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!.. i know!..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then, now i feel damn freaking lazy to do any work at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Example No. 1:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Supposed to meet the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Crocs &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;dude for an interview at 7 at Subang. So, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Alison&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and I very faithfully troop to Subang (half an hour early, somemore wei!) miraculously find a parking right outside the restaurant and wait for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Mr.Crocs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;...one hour later..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Mr.Crocs&lt;/span&gt; calls to say that he's on the way to Subang from Sungei Wang...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SUNGEI WANG!?..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*&amp;amp;^%$*%..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevermind. Wait only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, in the end, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Mr.Crocs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; was quite helpful and all that. Although i think he came away from that interview thinking that Alison and I are two small school girls. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Not that he'd be wrong.. but still..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I missed captainball for all that. Argh. Sacrifices wei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Example No. 2:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I nearly bite&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt; Gavin's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; head off for calling me at 10:30am Wednesday morning coz i'm still snoring away..&lt;br /&gt;And then I spend the whole day being grumpy and mumbling that I didnt get enough sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Then I feel guilty the rest of the day, coz I woke up early enough for breakfast &lt;strong&gt;AND &lt;/strong&gt;lunch.&lt;br /&gt;So, I feel damn greedy pig. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(which would also be true.. but STILL.. )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;So.&lt;br /&gt;Liddat la.&lt;br /&gt;How to finish a 100% coursework project in 8weeks like that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn fail wei.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17617037-115392969537983630?l=kalingrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/115392969537983630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17617037&amp;postID=115392969537983630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/115392969537983630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/115392969537983630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/2006/07/crocodilean-selipar.html' title='.crocodilean selipar.'/><author><name>kaling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715866404382760602</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-17617037.post-115323430693233380</id><published>2006-07-18T07:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-18T07:51:47.020-07:00</updated><title type='text'>.official retirement.</title><content type='html'>I officially retire from my long-lasting career of tennis.&lt;br /&gt;One day only.&lt;br /&gt;Fail wei. Damn fail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday saw me, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Jo-anne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Gavin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Ron &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;and Gavin's cousin, &lt;strong&gt;Wei&lt;/strong&gt;, attempt to play tennis. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Emphasis on the &lt;strong&gt;"attempt".&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay la, actually. I managed to hit a few balls successfully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sent two &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(&lt;em&gt;count them.. &lt;strong&gt;TWO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;/span&gt; of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Ronnie's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; lovely new tennis balls out into the highway.&lt;br /&gt;Oh man. Damn malufying wei.&lt;br /&gt;And then, I tried to serve the cool-style, like the way the pros serve. With the ball toss, and the gaya stance n everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn fail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sent it flying to the other end of the world, i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So. Therefore, I officially retire from my not-so-successful career of tennis. Hang up my tennis racquet (the one that I borrowed from &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Justin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, coz Gav's made my hands all black).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17617037-115323430693233380?l=kalingrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/115323430693233380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17617037&amp;postID=115323430693233380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/115323430693233380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/115323430693233380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/2006/07/official-retirement.html' title='.official retirement.'/><author><name>kaling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715866404382760602</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-17617037.post-115262905287570515</id><published>2006-07-11T07:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T07:44:12.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'>.basketball again!.</title><content type='html'>They finally managed to fix the &lt;strong&gt;basketball rim&lt;/strong&gt;! I haven't played basketball in like.. three months, issit?.. yeah. Thanks to the &lt;strong&gt;Whoever-who-fixed-the-rim&lt;/strong&gt;. We have no idea who fixed it. Woke up one morning and found it fixed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe they were some&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Fairies&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Like, in that story about the little elves that help that old man mend all his shoes. Or something like that. I can't remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, at least now I have some form of exercise. Although it's not much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any more lazing around the house, I'm gonna be like a blimp. Well. More blimpish than I already am la... heh. *shy*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17617037-115262905287570515?l=kalingrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/115262905287570515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17617037&amp;postID=115262905287570515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/115262905287570515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/115262905287570515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/2006/07/basketball-again.html' title='.basketball again!.'/><author><name>kaling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715866404382760602</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-17617037.post-115262789936458322</id><published>2006-07-11T07:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T07:34:38.390-07:00</updated><title type='text'>.my mother.</title><content type='html'>Always tells me that I'll wreck my computer one day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Mom:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; You ah! Always do liddat. One day spoil, then you know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Story is like this la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My CPU is on my floor, and, you know me la, damn freaking lazy right. Too lazy to bend down every time to switch on the com, so I use what tools God gave me and toe the computer to turn it on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom insists that I'll do some damage to the com coz I'm toe-ing it, instead of pushing the 'on' button with my finger. Toe, finger.. same difference la, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17617037-115262789936458322?l=kalingrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/115262789936458322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17617037&amp;postID=115262789936458322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/115262789936458322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/115262789936458322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/2006/07/my-mother.html' title='.my mother.'/><author><name>kaling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715866404382760602</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-17617037.post-115211621370426880</id><published>2006-07-05T08:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-05T09:16:53.723-07:00</updated><title type='text'>.one-eyed monster.</title><content type='html'>That’s what I look like right now! No thanks to some SS2 woman who tried to gouge out my eye in the &lt;strong&gt;Copa Iba Captainball Tournament&lt;/strong&gt; last Saturday. So, thanks to her, I have a long, red, raw scratch/scar running from the top of my nose, across my eye, to the top of my eyebrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And gave me a near panic attack. Coz after she bowled me down with her monster claws, I was on the ground for like two minutes. N I couldn’t see after that, so was kinda scared that the contact lens was stuck somewhere, or worse, that the cornea was scratched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woman didn’t even bother to apologize properly. Just a short “Oh I’m sorry” n walk off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friendship first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Bangsar B managed to trash SS2 on my behalf, which in turn, led them on to the finals to win the trophy! So congratulations Bangsar B! Sorry we couldn’t make it a Bangsar-Bangsar finals. We old and invalid people of Bangsar A, not really up to the challenge anymore la. We’ll leave it to you young and energetic people. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So. The doc gave me the A-okay and said that I’ll be fine in a few days. Of course it didn’t feel that way at the moment la. I felt like killing the stupid SS2 woman for injuring my eye. Anywhere else is not so bad. Damn mafan man, to injure the eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes la. Bring on the nicknames!.. &lt;strong&gt;One-eyed Jack&lt;/strong&gt;. Scarface (thanks to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Gere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;), Pirate (also thanks to Gere).. whatever you have.. bring it ON!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One good thing from the whole swollen eye incident. I got a day off from work!..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lazy, I am.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I am SO not posting up any pictures of my swollen eye. Look like a one-eyed monster. So I clever. When taking the pictures after the games, I wear my pretty reflective &lt;strong&gt;Oakleys&lt;/strong&gt;. So clever, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7939/1701/400/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17617037-115211621370426880?l=kalingrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/115211621370426880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17617037&amp;postID=115211621370426880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/115211621370426880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/115211621370426880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/2006/07/one-eyed-monster.html' title='.one-eyed monster.'/><author><name>kaling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715866404382760602</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-17617037.post-115159922965214418</id><published>2006-06-29T08:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-29T09:40:29.750-07:00</updated><title type='text'>.happy times.</title><content type='html'>Add one high school reunion to a wedding dinner in one of the most posh hotels in town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy times man..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; Ronnie's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; sister's wedding dinner Sunday night at the Mandarin Hotel. We ex-cempakan's conquered 3 tables man.. okay la, one of those tables were parents. But still Cempakan parents! So, counted oso la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, there was a mix up with the table seating, so a whole bunch of us got separated from the other bunch. But, knowing us, everyone just drifted from one table to the other. As usual la. The Cempakan people all back together again. Havoc wei. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Jo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and I walked into the hall. I damn jakun, coz everything was so pretty, I think I was gaping like a goldfish out of water. So, anyway, we found our table (which was miles and miles away from the other Cempakan table). But at least we had &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Gavin&amp;Smalls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;comes in a package&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;) with us! So we were protected &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(I was anyway.. hehe.. right, jo?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jo took one look at the menu. And she thought that it was the list of table seatings. hehe. My poor blur friend..(who is so gonna kill me for blogging about this..) So we named her &lt;strong&gt;OvenBaked King Prawns..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh. not just "the prawns" okay. its oven-baked &lt;strong&gt;KING&lt;/strong&gt; prawns. don't play play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smalls was &lt;strong&gt;Jasmine Tea&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;em&gt;(so poor thing.. everyone was ignoring you that night!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gav was &lt;strong&gt;Broccoli and Mushrooms&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;em&gt;(what can i say.. its just broccoli and mushrooms)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7939/1701/400/ben%20k%20ron.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;BenLen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is a tennis superstar! And he's cousins with one of my good-est friends, &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ronnie&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. That makes him a stellar person..!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7939/1701/400/jo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;One of my best friends back from Australia. Who can ask for more?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7939/1701/400/gav.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7939/1701/400/justin.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Justin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; was always the smartest kid in class. Damn intimidating wei. Even when we were all lil kids in Std6Terra (&lt;em&gt;the best class of '98&lt;/em&gt;!) fooling around in &lt;strong&gt;EncikRaja&lt;/strong&gt;'s class, he was always the most grown-up amongst us lil kids. Man, was I glad he chose commerce stream. In science means, he'll make everyone look like stupid idiots. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(like me)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7939/1701/400/k%20j.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7939/1701/400/weikit.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7939/1701/400/mel%20krys.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7939/1701/400/tuition%20gang.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MrLee&lt;/strong&gt;'s tuitions were the best. Damn slumber. Burger King before tuition. BestariHartamas after. I still can't believe that between &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Ronnie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Gav &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;and&lt;strong&gt; I&lt;/strong&gt;, we ate rm30plus worth of food at Bestari. Man were we pigs. We still are. hahaha.. I am anyway.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;BestariHartamas Maggi Goreng. mmmMmmm..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7939/1701/400/apple.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I found a random apple at the dinner. I don't know where it came from. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Gav&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; took it home. Or at least he was supposed to. hehe.. Did you?&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/17617037-115159922965214418?l=kalingrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/115159922965214418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17617037&amp;postID=115159922965214418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/115159922965214418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/115159922965214418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/2006/06/happy-times.html' title='.happy times.'/><author><name>kaling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715866404382760602</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-17617037.post-115082058741610251</id><published>2006-06-20T08:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-20T09:23:07.510-07:00</updated><title type='text'>.kuantan.</title><content type='html'>Aiyoh.&lt;br /&gt;All happened damn freaking long ago.&lt;br /&gt;See if i can remember what happened there la. Just see pictures only la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Kuantan to present a research paper thing.&lt;br /&gt;Unimportant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More importantly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BEACH&lt;/strong&gt;!... woohooo!&lt;br /&gt;Three days (i think.. not sure. i forget) of us lazing at the beach.&lt;br /&gt;Us: &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me, Alison, Hilyah, Dwiaddin, Radd, Dr. I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The research presentation went alright. Command of the English language of some of the participants (&lt;em&gt;okay, most la&lt;/em&gt;) was appalingly horrible. Seriously. Damn embarassing. I think we had the best English there, and we were the only students.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summo some of them can come and bang us. As if we're damn stupid.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah la, i know we're students, but i believe we speak better than you. &lt;strong&gt;Thank you&lt;/strong&gt; very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, now thinking back, we didnt really do anything except laze by the beach. So. there's nothing to talk about. See picture only la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7939/1701/400/to%20the%20beach.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7939/1701/400/good%20weather.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7939/1701/400/hermit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7939/1701/400/icecream.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7939/1701/400/kaling%20alison.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7939/1701/400/bugs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Actually.. we dont. I don't at least. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7939/1701/400/hilyah.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7939/1701/400/pose.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7939/1701/400/shitaran.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7939/1701/400/pic.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7939/1701/400/girls.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7939/1701/400/nerd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7939/1701/400/fooit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7939/1701/400/alison.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Actually right, got alot more pictures. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1. I'm too goddamn lazy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2. Damn embarassing, some of them. hahaha..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17617037-115082058741610251?l=kalingrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/115082058741610251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17617037&amp;postID=115082058741610251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/115082058741610251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/115082058741610251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/2006/06/kuantan.html' title='.kuantan.'/><author><name>kaling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715866404382760602</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-17617037.post-115021392504829523</id><published>2006-06-13T08:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T08:52:05.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'>.pauses.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*brief pause while i compile the crazy load of pictures from kuantan and familial pictures from bangkok*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17617037-115021392504829523?l=kalingrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/115021392504829523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17617037&amp;postID=115021392504829523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/115021392504829523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/115021392504829523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/2006/06/pauses.html' title='.pauses.'/><author><name>kaling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715866404382760602</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-17617037.post-114885555364076122</id><published>2006-05-28T15:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-28T15:32:33.653-07:00</updated><title type='text'>.unholy.</title><content type='html'>its &lt;strong&gt;six-&lt;em&gt;FREAKING&lt;/em&gt;-thirty&lt;/strong&gt; in the morning. argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not the best morning person in the world. Gonna leave in a while to head off to Kuantan.&lt;br /&gt;Am SOOOOO not prepared for this damn presentation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, it should be against the law for people to wake up at this unholy hour of the day. It's not even "day". It's still&lt;strong&gt; NIGHT&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17617037-114885555364076122?l=kalingrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/114885555364076122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17617037&amp;postID=114885555364076122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/114885555364076122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/114885555364076122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/2006/05/unholy.html' title='.unholy.'/><author><name>kaling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715866404382760602</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-17617037.post-114865808551226920</id><published>2006-05-26T08:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-26T08:41:25.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'>.zippadeedodah!.</title><content type='html'>zippadeeday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freakin' bored wei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sitting here at the computer, randomly wandering from computer to tv and back again. Only got &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Gere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to entertain me with his lame jokes about being part of the "lamily".. (lame + family = lamily).. o_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tmr got handball training. Bruised all over my legs and arms, and still wanna go for training. No pain, no gain, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying to decide what to pack for the trip to Kuantan for the research paper presentation. That's gonna be fun. We're going to the bee-each! We're going to the bee-each! Sharing room with &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Dr. Irene.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; heh. Gonna buy her margaritas and get her drunk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;picture that:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Dr. I.. drunk..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, to Bangkok i go!.. woohoo!.. it's gonna be so fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; I'm gonna go Bangkok, and buy all the little useless trinkety stuff that I'll never use when i get back home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Mom:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*looks at ceiling*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Tell me something new..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Brother:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I bet you'll buy shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; Shaddup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(But i bet i come back with new shoes too. hehehe.. )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17617037-114865808551226920?l=kalingrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/114865808551226920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17617037&amp;postID=114865808551226920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/114865808551226920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/114865808551226920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/2006/05/zippadeedodah.html' title='.zippadeedodah!.'/><author><name>kaling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715866404382760602</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-17617037.post-114856959926425088</id><published>2006-05-25T07:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-25T08:06:39.290-07:00</updated><title type='text'>.slothiness.</title><content type='html'>A whole day of slothiness can kill a person wei. I haven't stepped out of the house the whole day. One full day of lazing around the house, moving from watching random television (&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Astro la of course, i dont watch normal tv..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*chey..) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;to watching &lt;strong&gt;Grey's Anatomy&lt;/strong&gt; on my computer, to watching clouds float past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched American Idol. Not that semangetted to watch it after they voted out &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Chris Daughtry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, who has the most amazing voice ever. Damn &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;yummilicious&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;em&gt;mmMmmm.&lt;/em&gt; Stupid Americans wouldn't know talent if it hit them in the face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How HOT did &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Clay Aiken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; look in the A.Idol finale today!... mannn!.. i wasn't expecting him to look so good. Okay. He still looks like a geek, but with his hair (&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i loved his hair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;) and eyes (&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;damn sweet eyes.. i always fall for eyes..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;).. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;WHOOOO&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! yum yum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever la, Taylor Hicks. Damn no talent. Just coz he's a weirdo, everyone voted for him. Singing talent, so-so only. Don't know what's the big deal.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17617037-114856959926425088?l=kalingrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/114856959926425088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17617037&amp;postID=114856959926425088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/114856959926425088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/114856959926425088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/2006/05/slothiness.html' title='.slothiness.'/><author><name>kaling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715866404382760602</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-17617037.post-114839519659888123</id><published>2006-05-23T07:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-23T07:39:56.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'>.grease.</title><content type='html'>Quite a disappointment. I'm not gonna go all out on a rage like a certain &lt;a href="http://www.mixedupcat.blogspot.com"&gt;AidaA&lt;/a&gt; did. hehe.. Vocal performance was quite out la. Half the show I had trouble telling Danny from Kenicky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But whatever la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7939/1701/400/grease.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7939/1701/400/skills.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I have skills man.. Don't deny it!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7939/1701/400/teeth.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;My brother is a worse cam-whore than me. No kidding wei. Every chance he get oso snap picture of himself. Also, he's the worst cameraman in the world. Seriously. Don't ask him to take picture for you. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1, 2, *snap*, 3!.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;what the heck. count finish first, then only snap the damn picture la! stupid. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17617037-114839519659888123?l=kalingrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/114839519659888123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17617037&amp;postID=114839519659888123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/114839519659888123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/114839519659888123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/2006/05/grease_23.html' title='.grease.'/><author><name>kaling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715866404382760602</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-17617037.post-114830597930903130</id><published>2006-05-22T06:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-22T06:52:59.333-07:00</updated><title type='text'>.old pictures.</title><content type='html'>More pictures of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Billie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;'s birthday celebration. Actually editted these quite a long time ago, but only getting around to putting them up now, coz got distracted (&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;in other words, &lt;strong&gt;lazy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Billie has to be the most impossible person to keep a surprise from. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You damn irritating la&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;! Stupid girl. Spoil your own surprises. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*nyeh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;  =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7939/1701/400/balloons.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We (&lt;strong&gt;me&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;NotTipsyYet-Sulin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Roshan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;and &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SueAnn&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;) had to single handedly blow all &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;144 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;balloons in the room. Actually, i dont think it was 144, coz we burst quite a few. =D And the stupid balloons aren't shaped like normal balloons!.. like &lt;em&gt;chicken drumstick&lt;/em&gt; man. What the hell... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7939/1701/400/sulin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;After blowing all those balloons, our cheeks damn sore wei..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7939/1701/400/chicken.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then adjourned to some much needed food. &lt;strong&gt;Deep fried CHICKEN&lt;/strong&gt;. yumm. Such a long drive, just got some kfc. And then the stupid KFC din let us eat in, coz it was too late, only can tapau. Stupid. Give business oso dowan. But we still bought la. Went back to billie's house to eat.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7939/1701/400/yumm.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Late night drinks are the best. Self-mixed &lt;strong&gt;Brother's Special&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;Period&lt;/strong&gt;. =D yummiest things in the world. Of course, at this point of time, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;NotTipsyYet-Sulin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;VeryTipsySulin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and trying to follow Billie around the room like a shadow. Damn funny. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Come ON la!... Yo, yo, yo.. &lt;strong&gt;Where's the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;FIRE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17617037-114830597930903130?l=kalingrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/114830597930903130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17617037&amp;postID=114830597930903130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/114830597930903130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/114830597930903130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/2006/05/old-pictures.html' title='.old pictures.'/><author><name>kaling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715866404382760602</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-17617037.post-114820651878492610</id><published>2006-05-21T03:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-21T03:15:18.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'>.by request.</title><content type='html'>As per request:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7939/1701/400/matt%20n%20i.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Matt Ho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; ROCKS&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hehehe... there you go.. your name is in my blog. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Rejoice!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*applause..*&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/17617037-114820651878492610?l=kalingrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/114820651878492610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17617037&amp;postID=114820651878492610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/114820651878492610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/114820651878492610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/2006/05/by-request.html' title='.by request.'/><author><name>kaling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715866404382760602</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-17617037.post-114805640655147849</id><published>2006-05-19T08:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-19T09:33:26.633-07:00</updated><title type='text'>.random family.</title><content type='html'>Was watching Triple X on astro. A total dude movie btw. Complete with the fast cars which seem to blow up everything, the binoculars/xray/camera/night-vision, the "chick" (who pretends to hate the hero at first, but ends up in a bikini making out with him..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So. Anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's this one part in the movie where &lt;strong&gt;VinDiesel&lt;/strong&gt; creates an avalanche to kill the bad guys chasing, and also he got chance to show skills at snowboarding la. Show some snazzy moves on the snowboard, all the while being chase by the raging flood of snow (which he caused himself.. so actually.. quite stupid la right?..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then my mom goes.. "Eh, this &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Bin Diesel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; man, quite good right?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ... &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*&lt;strong&gt;thinks to self:&lt;/strong&gt; did she just say BIN diesel?, never mind, she old and kolot, dunno all the hollywood stars names. let her be..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Two minutes laterr...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Mom:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Van&lt;/strong&gt; Diesel act in what other movie..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ... &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*only my motherr la.. *rolls eyes*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, so that's my random mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17617037-114805640655147849?l=kalingrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/114805640655147849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17617037&amp;postID=114805640655147849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/114805640655147849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/114805640655147849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/2006/05/random-family.html' title='.random family.'/><author><name>kaling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715866404382760602</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-17617037.post-114802259318156358</id><published>2006-05-18T23:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-19T00:09:53.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'>.the weekend.</title><content type='html'>Overdue pictures of the weekend. Celebrated Karleng and Billie's birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday, we (&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Billie&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Sulin,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt; Karleng&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;FatBen &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;and&lt;strong&gt; I&lt;/strong&gt;) went to Cafe 1920 in Bangsar Village to have lunch. For once, managed to surprise Billie (and Karleng) with the cake. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Sulin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; pretend to go to the toilet (&lt;em&gt;when the toilet was actually like ten steps away..)&lt;/em&gt; and "got lost" but was actually buying the cake. There was some debate whether it would be me or Sulin to buy the cake. But then, we decided with Sulin, coz it's more believable that Sulin would get "lost" looking for the toilet (&lt;em&gt;blur as she is.. hehehe...&lt;/em&gt; )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7939/1701/400/b%20k.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7939/1701/400/sign.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7939/1701/400/cake.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We bought the cake from Bakerzin. Yummy&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt; chocolate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; cake. We were fighting over whether its an ice-cream cake or not, coz it was nice n creamy n cold. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;FatBen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: IceCream cake!.. You try and see!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Sulin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: Nolah.. it's just the cream la..!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;FatBen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: Come on la.. its ICECREAM la..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;SuLin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: Normal cake la!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;KaLing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: WHATEVER la. Cake is Cake. Shaddup and let me eat my cake in peace, can or not? Aiseh.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7939/1701/400/billie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;For the longest time ever, &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Billie&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;had chocolate bits stuck in her front teeth. Damn malufying wei. Digging digging digging, like digging for gold, in front of the whole wide world. Shame shame.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7939/1701/400/allofus.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17617037-114802259318156358?l=kalingrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/114802259318156358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17617037&amp;postID=114802259318156358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/114802259318156358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/114802259318156358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/2006/05/weekend.html' title='.the weekend.'/><author><name>kaling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715866404382760602</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-17617037.post-114761307499297300</id><published>2006-05-14T04:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-14T18:30:21.646-07:00</updated><title type='text'>.it's karleng day too!.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7939/1701/1600/karlengbday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7939/1701/400/karlengbday.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy Birthday, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Kar Leng&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;14.05.06&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Today is Kar Leng turns &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;17&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;As if one best friend's birthday is not stress enough. I have to have two best friends whose birthdays fall on the same day. Talk about wallet-drainage man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Just kidding.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I love you both to bits, &lt;strong&gt;billie &lt;/strong&gt;n &lt;strong&gt;karleng.&lt;/strong&gt; Your birthdays are just another excuse for us to go out n have more fun than we normally do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tong Kar Leng&lt;/strong&gt;. Happy birthday. You're growing old!.. haha.. Don't be a stranger la okay, i miss seeing your ugly face. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Love you lots, you crazy whacko. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;And i know you love me too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17617037-114761307499297300?l=kalingrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/114761307499297300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17617037&amp;postID=114761307499297300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/114761307499297300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/114761307499297300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/2006/05/its-karleng-day-too.html' title='.it&apos;s karleng day too!.'/><author><name>kaling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715866404382760602</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-17617037.post-114760649875074019</id><published>2006-05-14T04:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-14T18:31:34.430-07:00</updated><title type='text'>.it's billie day today.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7939/1701/1600/billie%20birthday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7939/1701/400/billie%20birthday.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy Birthday, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Billie Tan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;14.05.06&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I hope you enjoyed your birthday celebration, although u almost managed to spoil every surprise we tried to plan for you!.. Thank god your birthday only comes once a year. Damn stress wei, wanna pull a surprise for you. You just cannot keep your nose to yourself la, right? Must go and spoil your own surprise la!..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Anyway, i was nice to you. i didnt bug you to go for handball practice. hehe.. &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TipsySulin&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;must've slept the whole morning away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Thanks for being my friend for all these long long LONG years (that just makes me feel old).. You've been one of my closest friends in the whole wide world. You and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Jo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; made school life bearable. You were the reason that going to school was fun!..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Although we've moved on with our own lives, outside Cempaka, I still hold you close to my heart as one of my cherished friends. After all, i am your mother's first adopted daughter!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Which makes us &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;adopted-sisters&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! hahahaha... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So, &lt;strong&gt;Happy Birthday, &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Billie Tan Pui Li&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.. &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I love you&lt;/em&gt;, and remember that you love me too..&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/17617037-114760649875074019?l=kalingrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/114760649875074019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17617037&amp;postID=114760649875074019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/114760649875074019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/114760649875074019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/2006/05/its-billie-day-today.html' title='.it&apos;s billie day today.'/><author><name>kaling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715866404382760602</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-17617037.post-114724791132755887</id><published>2006-05-10T00:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-10T00:58:31.340-07:00</updated><title type='text'>.assasination of exam-man.</title><content type='html'>I wanna find the &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;man who invented exams&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Shoot him in the head. (&lt;em&gt;preferably more than once, but that would just be a waste of bullets&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;Stomp on him until all that's left is a bloody mass of pulp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*stomp stomp stomp*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Death to Exam-man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went through the pre-exam panic attacks last night, at about midnight. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Aida &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;witnessed the slow turnings of my brains into mush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weather damn sucks today man. The sky is so dark. Felt like something from &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;War of the Worlds.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; You know, the part where there's a lightning storm then the tentacles come and squash everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Making me damn grumpy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate it when i have to study when it's perfect sleeping conditions.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17617037-114724791132755887?l=kalingrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/114724791132755887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17617037&amp;postID=114724791132755887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/114724791132755887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/114724791132755887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/2006/05/assasination-of-exam-man.html' title='.assasination of exam-man.'/><author><name>kaling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715866404382760602</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-17617037.post-114709681574911367</id><published>2006-05-08T06:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-08T07:00:15.763-07:00</updated><title type='text'>.updates, it is.</title><content type='html'>Someone requested an update on my blog?... *&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ahhhhemm HILYAH ahemmmm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to watch Mission Impossible 3 on Sunday night. (Yes i know i'm supposed to be studying. So sue me).. Anyway, the movie is okay la. Most people have been singing praises about this movie. It's such a DUDE's movie. Bombs, guns, explosions.. It just screams testosterone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually woke up at 12 today man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm such a pig.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played basketball today. The sun was actually shining today at about 5pm.&lt;strong&gt; Carl&lt;/strong&gt; was teaching me how to do a lay-up. Big surprise, i feel like a giant with two left feet. Aiyoh. I'm a damn klutz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fortunately enough, i didnt get injured today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, should probably hit the books again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crap la. What the heck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should be studying more. And i should be worried that i don't know &lt;strong&gt;jackSHIT&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i'm worried coz i'm not worried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn it all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17617037-114709681574911367?l=kalingrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/114709681574911367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17617037&amp;postID=114709681574911367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/114709681574911367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/114709681574911367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/2006/05/updates-it-is.html' title='.updates, it is.'/><author><name>kaling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715866404382760602</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-17617037.post-114683800337459467</id><published>2006-05-05T07:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-05T07:06:43.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'>.window malfunction.</title><content type='html'>My stupid window in the car is spoilt!..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the window went out of alignment, or something like that. I opened it to put the parking ticket in the machine at Pyramid today, and the window wouldnt close! And before that I was laughing at Alison coz it was raining and she'd get all wet from walking in the rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid me. Coz the window wouldn't close, i got wet too. In the end, i drove all the way home with one hand holding up a folded paper bag against the half-closed window, to prevent SOME of the torrential rain from splashing in my face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still ended up half soaked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH. Discovery of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alison is &lt;strong&gt;ONE &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;CUE &lt;/span&gt;TALL&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alison is exactly (&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;well, more or less la..)&lt;/span&gt; one pool cue stick tall..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More news of the day: &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Waffles.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Managed to drag &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Alison&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Hilyah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Aida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;although Alison and Hilyah were more than willing to come along&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;..) to Waffle World to satisfy my waffle craving which has been going on for about a week, and was actually instigated by Van's incessant whining about pancakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Caramel Banana Waffles.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mmmMmmm..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17617037-114683800337459467?l=kalingrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/114683800337459467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17617037&amp;postID=114683800337459467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/114683800337459467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/114683800337459467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/2006/05/window-malfunction.html' title='.window malfunction.'/><author><name>kaling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715866404382760602</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-17617037.post-114683762525948475</id><published>2006-05-05T06:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-05T07:00:25.273-07:00</updated><title type='text'>.weather gone wrong.</title><content type='html'>i think the weather hates me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday also rain. What the heck man. Rain oso, must rain at the time that i wanna play basketball or captainball. Damn annoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So instead of exercising healthily, like i should be doing. I've been napping every afternoon. Snoring away in the rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, friday night and I have nothing to do. Well, actually there's that orientation night thingo that Nadeem and gang is dancing at, but i'm just too lazy. I want to go, but when i start to think about it, i just start imagining the drive. I drive there every single morning, just can't bring myself to drive all the way there again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i'm stuck at home on a Friday night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17617037-114683762525948475?l=kalingrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/114683762525948475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17617037&amp;postID=114683762525948475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/114683762525948475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/114683762525948475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/2006/05/weather-gone-wrong.html' title='.weather gone wrong.'/><author><name>kaling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715866404382760602</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-17617037.post-114653603407485025</id><published>2006-05-01T19:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-01T19:13:54.086-07:00</updated><title type='text'>.should i should i not.</title><content type='html'>10am in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno whether i should go for class or not. Media Planning got cancelled so i'm only left with one class today. MORAL..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moral.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone please explain to me why we need to learn moral, when they've already attempted to stuff those 16 damned nilai's into our brains. I don't see why they have to teach us whether suicide is wrong or right, is euthanasia 'moralistic' and whatever else the teacher is rambling on about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a waste of my time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yet, i'm going for class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am i stupid or what.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17617037-114653603407485025?l=kalingrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/114653603407485025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17617037&amp;postID=114653603407485025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/114653603407485025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/114653603407485025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/2006/05/should-i-should-i-not.html' title='.should i should i not.'/><author><name>kaling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715866404382760602</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-17617037.post-114649764944703831</id><published>2006-05-01T07:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-01T08:34:12.766-07:00</updated><title type='text'>.full moon.</title><content type='html'>Went to Sharon's place on Saturday for her kid's full moon celebration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nur Batrisyia Ashley bt Anuar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cool name eh?..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Travelled all the way to Bukit Bandar Puchong, (which is like seriously damn far away wei) to cousinSharon's house. Sandra and kids were over from Denver as well. Managed to meet my niece and nephew for the first time in a long long time. Rinee and Alex are two American babies, down to the bone marrow. They may look Chinese-Malaysian.. but when that little girl, Rinee opens her mouth.. its pure American lingo.. Many of the old aunties were walking around with a slightly shell-shocked look on their faces at the American twang that the little Americanized kids had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man the house was CRAWLING with babies!.. i like little kids as much as the next person.. but COME ON!.. there were so many little kids running around that you couldn't put your foot down without stepping on a crawling kid or screaming toddler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7939/1701/400/me%20and%20alex.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby Alex was SOOOO adorable.. So photogenic. A model in the making. Everytime you point the camera at him, he'll immediately burst out in childish giggles and sweet smiles. Everytime. Exactly on cue. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7939/1701/400/mom%20and%20ashley.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7939/1701/400/rinee.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17617037-114649764944703831?l=kalingrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/114649764944703831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17617037&amp;postID=114649764944703831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/114649764944703831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/114649764944703831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/2006/05/full-moon.html' title='.full moon.'/><author><name>kaling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715866404382760602</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-17617037.post-114589482214647121</id><published>2006-04-24T08:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T04:53:04.813-07:00</updated><title type='text'>.its your day today.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY WEI KIT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7939/1701/400/wkit.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is a very auspicious day, although, being the nasty best friend that i am, i havent don't very much to make this day special to you, weikit, so i'm sorry for that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway, although you're all the way in London.. like halfway across the world.. i still feel that you're right here in KL, just that i don't see you as often.. (which used to be every single DAY in cempaka, and once college started, it was every friday and every other weekend).. sometimes i feel that i talk to you more than i talk to billie, and she's right here in KL..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BILLIE TAN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, i haven't spoken to you in a while, where ARE YOU!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i'm getting sidetracked..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today is weikit's birthday.. However, today wasnt the bestest of days for me. Two assignments due, and everything was totally last minute.. so i didnt even get to msg you, weikit, to wish you a happy birthday, and by the time i got around to msging you, i realized that i don't even have your UK number.. how &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HORRIBLE &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;am i!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i feel so bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope those pictures i sent you made your day.. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;love you lots, lee wei kit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come home soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17617037-114589482214647121?l=kalingrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/114589482214647121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17617037&amp;postID=114589482214647121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/114589482214647121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/114589482214647121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/2006/04/its-your-day-today.html' title='.its your day today.'/><author><name>kaling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715866404382760602</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-17617037.post-114563780984247492</id><published>2006-04-21T09:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-21T09:43:29.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'>.in pain.</title><content type='html'>aiyoh.. i'm really damn accident-prone la.. all started with my basketball fever. since then i've injured my left middle finger. at first it was bruised like nobody's business. then i continued playing and whacked in two more times within the past week. so now its like swollen and so pain can die wei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;summo today &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Alison-the-Spot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; had to go and purposely squeeze my bruised finger, just to check whether it's the right finger!.. &lt;em&gt;you're gonna get it, alison&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then, today, two seconds into the basketball game, i went and sprained my left ankle.. damn smart right? now i can't walk properly..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and also, remnants from Mass Colympics.. You know la me, always trying to be hero, went and tried to play football. Emphasis on the &lt;strong&gt;TRY&lt;/strong&gt;. went and got a sharp knee to the shin when TRYing to block a shot. Now got a huge-ass blue black on my shin. Pain like balls man..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dunno la. issit me? why do i keep getting into accidents?..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bloody hell. everyday oso got something happen to me. what the..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17617037-114563780984247492?l=kalingrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/114563780984247492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17617037&amp;postID=114563780984247492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/114563780984247492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/114563780984247492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/2006/04/in-pain.html' title='.in pain.'/><author><name>kaling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715866404382760602</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-17617037.post-114532684953328451</id><published>2006-04-17T19:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-18T05:04:15.723-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mr. Bear</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Happy Birthday,&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Mr. Bear&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;he who dubbed me "strawberry-vanilla-chocolate"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;18.04.06&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7939/1701/400/yenson%20with%20icecream%21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is &lt;strong&gt;Yen Son / Mr. Bear's&lt;/strong&gt; birthday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;although i don't think he ever visits my blog, i'm still gonna wish him anyway.. hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday, you high-flyer! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17617037-114532684953328451?l=kalingrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/114532684953328451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17617037&amp;postID=114532684953328451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/114532684953328451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/114532684953328451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/2006/04/mr-bear.html' title='Mr. Bear'/><author><name>kaling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715866404382760602</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-17617037.post-114450989032859165</id><published>2006-04-08T07:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-08T08:24:51.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'>more pictures from April 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7939/1701/400/comebackkings.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;matt, matt, me, matt, nigesh, jen han&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;yes, there are three matts there. confusing, no? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7939/1701/1600/mom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7939/1701/400/mom.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7939/1701/1600/food.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7939/1701/400/food.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7939/1701/1600/jenhan%20%20%20mattong.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7939/1701/400/jenhan%20%20%20mattong.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7939/1701/1600/ben.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7939/1701/400/ben.jpg" 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/17617037-114450989032859165?l=kalingrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/114450989032859165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17617037&amp;postID=114450989032859165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/114450989032859165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/114450989032859165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/2006/04/more-pictures-from-april-1.html' title='more pictures from April 1'/><author><name>kaling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715866404382760602</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-17617037.post-114416886853919396</id><published>2006-04-04T09:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-04T09:41:08.580-07:00</updated><title type='text'>.short term memory loss.</title><content type='html'>Had dinner with the UK boys, who're back in town, and this time managed to squeeze in some time in their busy-busy schedule to meet their old-time school friend. *announcing the arrival of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;His Royal Mouseyness Gavin Chan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;His Blurriness Ronnie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday to &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wai Cheong&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gavin&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! *&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;eh we're getting old edi wei..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was talking to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Krystle the Turtle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. She's like one of my oldest school friends, as in, i've known her for like the longest time. She remembers things about me that I, myself, don't remember, or never even knew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, she tells a story of how I am notorious for my short-term memory loss. &lt;em&gt;(true, i have the memory of a goldfish. I'm either absent-minded, blur or both at once) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Krystle the Turtle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; remembers my mom telling her that i'm so absent minded that she'll give me a task every night before i sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every night, before i go to sleep, my mom says one word to me. And if i can remember that word in the morning, i'd get an extra dollar added to my pocket money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sad to say, although i don't remember this little memory-exercise, i DO remember not being any richer in school, so it must've failed somehow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*blush*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its great to see all my school friends after so long, and still be able to talk about the same ol' stupid stuff as if we've never left the hallways of Sri Cempaka. &lt;em&gt;*thank god we did, though..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7939/1701/400/ron%20%26%20marcus.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7939/1701/400/smalls%20and%20gav.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7939/1701/400/four%20dudes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17617037-114416886853919396?l=kalingrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/114416886853919396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17617037&amp;postID=114416886853919396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/114416886853919396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/114416886853919396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/2006/04/short-term-memory-loss.html' title='.short term memory loss.'/><author><name>kaling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715866404382760602</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-17617037.post-114407764837830817</id><published>2006-04-03T07:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-03T08:20:48.406-07:00</updated><title type='text'>.a woman's worth.</title><content type='html'>after all the sweat, tears &lt;em&gt;(well, not MY tears),&lt;/em&gt; blood and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;MONEY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.. we've finally pulled through our event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well,&lt;br /&gt;thanks&lt;br /&gt;to all the 21 members of Project W&lt;br /&gt;you guys have been the best teammates an assistant project manager can ask for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks&lt;br /&gt;to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;KayRooNa angeline das&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for being such a wonderfully competent project manager/gangster/mommy-figure/friend&lt;br /&gt;i love it that we are able to come THIS close to fighting in a meeting, but come out five seconds later the best of friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks&lt;br /&gt;to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Liyana &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*pretty in pink*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Mahizzan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our hard-working secretary who had to sacrifice so many trees in the amount of printing that we did&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks&lt;br /&gt;to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Sin Hui&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Hai Yuan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for basically organizing the entire Woman's Worth dinner&lt;br /&gt;(all while karuna and i sat back and took all the credit.. hahahaha..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well. enjoy the pictures. more to come when i get the rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7939/1701/400/banner.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7939/1701/400/roof.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7939/1701/400/nadeem%20on%20roof.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7939/1701/400/angeline.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17617037-114407764837830817?l=kalingrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/114407764837830817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17617037&amp;postID=114407764837830817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/114407764837830817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/114407764837830817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/2006/04/womans-worth.html' title='.a woman&apos;s worth.'/><author><name>kaling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715866404382760602</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-17617037.post-114363848715169714</id><published>2006-03-29T05:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-29T05:21:27.176-08:00</updated><title type='text'>.long days.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;man. i got back from college and college-related activities (does not include shopping and gossipping) at half-past-freaking-seven. there should be laws agaisnt things like that. everyone should be at home and watching television by the time 5.00pm rolls around, NOT stuck in traffic on the federal highway, squinting through sheets of rain.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;driving in malaysia is mad.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, sorry for the inactivity in my blog. its been a pretty hectic time, especially in college.&lt;br /&gt;what with running from CPM meetings, driving up and down town, handball practices, captainball practices and trying to fit in time to chill with my friends (coz i have to chill, or i'll go nuts)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CPM is taking over our lives, like Karuna so aptly puts it. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it's all coming to a close.&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; April 1st&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is our dinner party at the exclusive and increasingly popular &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;MangoTree Restaurant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, at Bangsar. It's gonna be a bomb. A bomb to organize, a bomb to attend, and i can't wait for the bomb that is the post-mortem meetings.&lt;br /&gt;till then.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;stress&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;stress&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;stress&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;stress&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;chill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;stress&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/17617037-114363848715169714?l=kalingrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/114363848715169714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17617037&amp;postID=114363848715169714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/114363848715169714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/114363848715169714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/2006/03/long-days.html' title='.long days.'/><author><name>kaling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715866404382760602</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-17617037.post-114200010202018556</id><published>2006-03-10T06:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-10T06:20:50.626-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lee wei kit&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;manyan&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;ROBERT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;my friday night/captainball/bridge kaki&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;don't go to italy.. come back home.. let's play copa iba together!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i MISS YOU.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gavin&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Chan Jia Wei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;mouse chan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;he-who-needs-saving-from-me-all-the-time&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;you owe me DINNER!..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;quick, come back home..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i miss you too.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ronnie&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Len Chia Ron&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;my long lost twin brother...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;who came back home from uk and didnt look for me (&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;but i forgive him&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;come home quick.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i miss you lots.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Jo-Anne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;mojo-jojo&lt;br /&gt;bookless.. or was it something else, i can't remember..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;my&lt;em&gt; best friend&lt;/em&gt; of my best friends.&lt;br /&gt;comee back home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i MISS &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt; the most.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17617037-114200010202018556?l=kalingrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/114200010202018556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17617037&amp;postID=114200010202018556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/114200010202018556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17617037/posts/default/114200010202018556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalingrocks.blogspot.com/2006/03/lee-wei-kitmanyan.html' title=''/><author><name>kaling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715866404382760602</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></feed>
