<?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-66907947729148891</id><updated>2012-01-29T03:04:58.199+08:00</updated><category term='shopping'/><category term='morning'/><category term='fun and excitement'/><category term='kl'/><category term='giggles'/><category term='quizzes'/><category term='life simplicity'/><category term='stuff'/><title type='text'>Daily Blabbers</title><subtitle type='html'>Temperamentalist. Slight OCD. Jovial. Eccentric. Hotcakes. 21. Straight. Not bi. Gemini. Student. Slacker. Sleeper. Slippers. Yummers. Cuckoo. Honey bunbuns!!!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66907947729148891/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Angelene Tang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09215374019549668237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_kE-Psn9WI/SYJgQRJL0bI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2IiqNd4QcFs/s1600-R/n510488614_1916049_9227.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>63</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66907947729148891.post-118495059503149054</id><published>2011-05-17T01:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T01:05:24.375+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To Commemorate: Of Eucalyptus Scented Ointment To Spices In A Pot</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-margin-bottom-alt:auto;text-align:justify; text-justify:inter-ideograph;text-indent:36.0pt;line-height:150%"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;She exhaled one last breath on a Sunday morning, with most of her sons, daughters, grandchildren and the extended family surrounded her on a hospital bed. Her one last breath was an equivalent to a sigh of relief for the family after a losing battle of lung cancer that she had bravely fought for over eight months.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-margin-bottom-alt:auto;text-align:justify; text-justify:inter-ideograph;text-indent:36.0pt;line-height:150%"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;At an elderly age of 79, she had lived through decades of profound experiences enough to compile an entire biography. From the times of World War II to how Malaysia got its independence from the colonisation of the British to the forward thinking of our nation in achieving Vision 2020, she has lived it all. However, what I would like to highlight here is to capture the bits and pieces of my grandmother’s influence in the family through all generations; as a mother, a grandmother, a wife and also as a sister. She lived the last quarter of her life as a widow when my grandfather passed away during the early 90s. She stayed strong indefinitely to set a good example to all her children whom most of them already have their own family and kids. I have never ever caught a glimpse or any moment at all of my grandmother feeling sorrow at all about the death of her husband, this certainly shows the positivity she has in her that she tries repeatedly to instil in everyone of us, her loved ones.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-margin-bottom-alt:auto;text-align:justify; text-justify:inter-ideograph;text-indent:36.0pt;line-height:150%"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;All grandmothers come in an enormous package filled with all sorts of love, nurture and care. Mine came in more than just that, being a Chinese grandmother she has her very own family remedies for all kinds of illness or any discomfort in the form of herbs and ingredients mixed in a pestle and mortar. This one vivid memory as a child, whenever any of us had wind our tummy (upset stomach) she would heat up this dark brown coloured ointment which I later found out it is made out of Eucalyptus plant; and message onto our tummy in circular motion to provide heat in order to transfer the wind out. The one reason why this memory stayed vividly in my mind is evidently explained in the science of smell and memory can bring back floods of childhood memory and also &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;call up plenty of memories and powerful responses almost instantaneously.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-margin-bottom-alt:auto;text-align:justify; text-justify:inter-ideograph;text-indent:36.0pt;line-height:150%"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;This specified bottle of Eucalyptus ointment has stayed in the family through thick and thin and has been used by everyone for us for late night stomach upset remedy. “After the used of the Eucalyptus ointment she would then sing her own rendition of lullaby, ‘Dudu Sayang’ to put us to sleep while she fans us with a weaved palm fan”, one of my cousin recalls.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-margin-bottom-alt:auto;text-align:justify; text-justify:inter-ideograph;text-indent:36.0pt;line-height:150%"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;She hailed from the ancestry dated all the way back in the days of Baba Nyonya culture or better known as the Peranakan Chinese in the 15&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; century; the fusion between the migration of Chinese to the land of Malaya where they eventually adopted the local culture and lifestyle. From such extensive long line of ancestry fusion in both culture and lifestyle of course it did influence her cooking especially for the family. She had a total of nine palates to satisfy which include, her husband, the in-law and her children. There was nothing that could deter her in mastering this challenging task to be the domestic goddess in the kitchen. She would start preparing dinner as early as 4:00 in the afternoon to cook up a scrumptious feast for the table. Baba Nyonya are famous for their unique blend of herbs and spices in their cooking of fusion dishes such as stirred fried water chestnut with squid, chicken curry cooked in thick coconut milk, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;belacan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; prawns and to name a few others. As for desserts it would be her signature sweet tooth favourites of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Bubur Cha-cha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Bi Ko &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Moi; both rich in sweeten thick coconut milk.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-margin-bottom-alt:auto;text-align:justify; text-justify:inter-ideograph;text-indent:36.0pt;line-height:150%"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;As kids, both generations, her children as well as he grandchildren recalled helping around the kitchen like her mini &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;sous &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;chefs in preparing feasts for festivals or even an everyday meal. Chopping garlic, onions and gathering spices such as star anise, 5-spice powder, curry leaves, cinnamon sticks are the minorly easy task delegated to her little &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;sous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; chefs. Whenever she needs to cook up a feast for the entire extended household including all daughters and son-in-laws with their kids she will pulled out her signature double-boil pots meant for consumption of twenty and more. In she tosses all the main ingredients and these chopped up spices to leave it over the stove to simmer for hours in order for the flavour to flow.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-margin-bottom-alt:auto;text-align:justify; text-justify:inter-ideograph;text-indent:36.0pt;line-height:150%;mso-pagination: none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Since ingredients was largely an influence in her Pernakan Chinese lifestyle, my mother recalled, “&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;You know, the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;bedak sejuk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; where &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Por por&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; (grandmother in Cantonese) would soak rice and change water until they finally become pure pieces of snow white small blocks to add water and apply on our face after washing up at night before bed.” And she continues to describe the comfort of the skin regiment, “It was so cooling and apparently SKII Pitera water works on the same concept!” exclaiming while she reminisce the days when she was still healthy and able to move about on her own. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-margin-bottom-alt:auto;text-align:justify; text-justify:inter-ideograph;text-indent:36.0pt;line-height:150%;mso-pagination: none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Indeed she did left an impactful deep footprint in the hearts of five siblings, six children, ten grandchildren, four son-in-laws and two daughter-in-laws devoting herself for the comfort of all till the very last moment before she returned to God’s arm. As the doctor advised it was a decision to make whether to pull the plug on her by midnight because most of her organs had already failed in her system. Knowing it was a tough decision, she peacefully passed on in her sleep after giving everyone in the room a nod signifying she is ready to leave this mortal world to be by God’s side. Though it was a losing battle that she fought but she was one tough survivor according to the doctors to have prolonged the illness for over eight months to witness more than she could.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/66907947729148891-118495059503149054?l=atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com/feeds/118495059503149054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=66907947729148891&amp;postID=118495059503149054&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66907947729148891/posts/default/118495059503149054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66907947729148891/posts/default/118495059503149054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com/2011/05/to-commemorate-of-eucalyptus-scented.html' title='To Commemorate: Of Eucalyptus Scented Ointment To Spices In A Pot'/><author><name>Angelene Tang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09215374019549668237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_kE-Psn9WI/SYJgQRJL0bI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2IiqNd4QcFs/s1600-R/n510488614_1916049_9227.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66907947729148891.post-4599772585992913511</id><published>2010-10-24T17:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-24T18:10:08.407+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To subside assortedly</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" class="youtube-player" type="text/html" width="480" height="390" align="center" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/ZU5--tTpYhg" frameborder="0"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It wasn't me nor it was you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was &lt;i&gt;us.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;S2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/66907947729148891-4599772585992913511?l=atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com/feeds/4599772585992913511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=66907947729148891&amp;postID=4599772585992913511&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66907947729148891/posts/default/4599772585992913511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66907947729148891/posts/default/4599772585992913511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com/2010/10/to-subside-assortedly.html' title='To subside assortedly'/><author><name>Angelene Tang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09215374019549668237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_kE-Psn9WI/SYJgQRJL0bI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2IiqNd4QcFs/s1600-R/n510488614_1916049_9227.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/ZU5--tTpYhg/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66907947729148891.post-7728896723291152316</id><published>2010-08-23T03:40:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-23T01:30:39.049+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Car Wars Stereo- Broken</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For all those who have been hurt, still hurting and soon to be hurt. And also those who had gotten away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"And it gets dark so fast for such a long day&lt;br /&gt;And the room is quiet and starts to fade away&lt;br /&gt;Just the smell of cigarettes&lt;br /&gt;And only one broken glass&lt;br /&gt;And you would never guess"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/66907947729148891-7728896723291152316?l=atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com/feeds/7728896723291152316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=66907947729148891&amp;postID=7728896723291152316&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66907947729148891/posts/default/7728896723291152316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66907947729148891/posts/default/7728896723291152316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com/2010/08/car-wars-stereo-broken.html' title='Car Wars Stereo- Broken'/><author><name>Angelene Tang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09215374019549668237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_kE-Psn9WI/SYJgQRJL0bI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2IiqNd4QcFs/s1600-R/n510488614_1916049_9227.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66907947729148891.post-2508600519552783662</id><published>2010-06-29T23:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T00:11:37.187+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Still here and hurting</title><content type='html'>I am still standing here feeling the same way I did 4 months ago only to realize all this is going nowhere. How stupid of me to talk myself into doing such a thing while I hold my head up high telling myself everything will be fine once it's over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I miss being happy.&lt;/p&gt; Time for tears to roll down my cheeks till this is entirely healed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Let's close this chapter and never look at it the same way again. It hurts, babe... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/66907947729148891-2508600519552783662?l=atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com/feeds/2508600519552783662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=66907947729148891&amp;postID=2508600519552783662&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66907947729148891/posts/default/2508600519552783662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66907947729148891/posts/default/2508600519552783662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com/2010/06/still-here-and-hurting.html' title='Still here and hurting'/><author><name>Angelene Tang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09215374019549668237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_kE-Psn9WI/SYJgQRJL0bI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2IiqNd4QcFs/s1600-R/n510488614_1916049_9227.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66907947729148891.post-5384789195928380401</id><published>2010-04-27T07:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T08:54:27.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What is therapeutic?</title><content type='html'>Some say writing helps but to what extent? It seems like I can't be bother writing here anymore just look at the frequency of my updates. Who am I kidding right? Of course I don't write anymore. No, it's not that I don't have the time in fact I have all the time in the world but why am I not updating my blog as often as how I used to? Pfft......&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I rather do retail therapy. Ah! Every women's dreams.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The only thing is...... when the bills come, what do you do with it?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/66907947729148891-5384789195928380401?l=atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com/feeds/5384789195928380401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=66907947729148891&amp;postID=5384789195928380401&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66907947729148891/posts/default/5384789195928380401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66907947729148891/posts/default/5384789195928380401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com/2010/04/what-is-therapeutic.html' title='What is therapeutic?'/><author><name>Angelene Tang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09215374019549668237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_kE-Psn9WI/SYJgQRJL0bI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2IiqNd4QcFs/s1600-R/n510488614_1916049_9227.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66907947729148891.post-8216123916282190991</id><published>2010-03-04T17:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T15:42:11.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not here nor there</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;............&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;xoxo&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;atmy&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/66907947729148891-8216123916282190991?l=atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com/feeds/8216123916282190991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=66907947729148891&amp;postID=8216123916282190991&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66907947729148891/posts/default/8216123916282190991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66907947729148891/posts/default/8216123916282190991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com/2010/03/not-here-nor-there.html' title='Not here nor there'/><author><name>Angelene Tang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09215374019549668237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_kE-Psn9WI/SYJgQRJL0bI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2IiqNd4QcFs/s1600-R/n510488614_1916049_9227.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66907947729148891.post-7508260090666168456</id><published>2010-02-22T19:55:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T20:12:03.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ponder on this- Perception</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Read this a week ago on &lt;a href="http://maefurriel.blogspot.com/2009/12/perception.html"&gt;Jo Ann's blog,&lt;/a&gt; got me pondering on for a couple of days. Hmm the real world isn't a very nice place to live in after all. Don't we just all want o be a kid again?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;Something to think about….&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N_kE-Psn9WI/S4Jyd9_eEYI/AAAAAAAABLM/qYtLKG4VNnI/s1600-h/violionist.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N_kE-Psn9WI/S4Jyd9_eEYI/AAAAAAAABLM/qYtLKG4VNnI/s1600-h/violionist.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 265px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N_kE-Psn9WI/S4Jyd9_eEYI/AAAAAAAABLM/qYtLKG4VNnI/s320/violionist.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441037158999527810" /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;Washington, DC Metro Station on a cold January morning in 2007. The man with a violin played six Bach pieces for about 45 minutes. During that time approximately. 2 thousand people went through the station, most of them on their way to work. After 3 minutes a middle aged man noticed there was a musician playing. He slowed his pace and stopped for a few seconds and then hurried to meet his schedule.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;4 minutes later:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The violinist received his first dollar: a woman threw the money in the hat and, without stopping, continued to walk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 minutes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A young man leaned against the wall to listen to him, then looked at his watch and started to walk again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;10 minutes:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A 3-year old boy stopped but his mother tugged him along hurriedly. The kid stopped to look at the violinist again, but the mother pushed hard and the child continued to walk, turning his head all the time. This action was repeated by several other children. Every parent, without exception, forced their children to move on quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;45 minutes:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The musician played continuously. Only 6 people stopped and listened for a short while. About 20 gave money but continued to walk at their normal pace. The man collected a total of $32.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1 hour:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He finished playing and silence took over. No one noticed. No one applauded, nor was there any recognition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one knew this, but the violinist was &lt;a href="http://www.joshuabell.com/"&gt;Joshua Bell,&lt;/a&gt; &lt;b&gt;one of the greatest musicians in the world.&lt;/b&gt; He played one of the most intricate pieces ever written, with a violin worth $3.5 million dollars. Two days before &lt;a href="http://www.joshuabell.com/"&gt;Joshua Bell &lt;/a&gt;sold out a theater in Boston where the seats averaged $100.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a true story. Joshua Bell playing incognito in the metro station was organized by the Washington Post as part of a social experiment about perception, taste and people’s priorities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The questions raised:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;*In a common place environment at an inappropriate hour, do we perceive beauty?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Do we stop to appreciate it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Do we recognize talent in an unexpected context?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One possible conclusion reached from this experiment could be this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we do not have a moment to stop and listen to one of the best musicians in the world, playing some of the finest music ever written, with one of the most beautiful instruments ever made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;How many other things are we missing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&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/66907947729148891-7508260090666168456?l=atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com/feeds/7508260090666168456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=66907947729148891&amp;postID=7508260090666168456&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66907947729148891/posts/default/7508260090666168456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66907947729148891/posts/default/7508260090666168456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com/2010/02/ponder-on-this-perception.html' title='Ponder on this- Perception'/><author><name>Angelene Tang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09215374019549668237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_kE-Psn9WI/SYJgQRJL0bI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2IiqNd4QcFs/s1600-R/n510488614_1916049_9227.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N_kE-Psn9WI/S4Jyd9_eEYI/AAAAAAAABLM/qYtLKG4VNnI/s72-c/violionist.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66907947729148891.post-3521092261906218190</id><published>2010-01-25T18:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T19:47:44.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorta productive week</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ok I went back to Penang for a week plus probably because I was bored of 'rotting' in KL while I wait for my uni to start. Plus I also needed to go back and get some of the papers from college certified which I just realized I DID NOT DO THAT argh! All I have is the original and a couple of photocopies of it, urgh I hate it that the uni need certified true copy of all the docs. Blah! Other than that I had the usual 'choo char' dinner with Mum &amp;amp; Dad a couple of time over the week and also Dad's pre-birthday dinner at Canton-i a day before I came back to KL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So here's a funny/stubborn story of my Dad I would like to share. Usually when we go out for Dim Sum or dinner Mum brings along our own exclusively favourite tea leaves. However, at this 'choo char' place along Weld Quay they do not provide any tea pots because they serve Chinese tea by the glass. So Dad had a special request that maybe they can just give use a pitcher and a couple of cups--as desperate as it may sound--we needed our very own Chinese tea that much &lt;i&gt;meh?&lt;/i&gt; Seriously ZOMFG! Here's a picture of 'the set' the lady brought to our table in order for us to make our OWN CHINESE TEA. Oh we also made used of a small plate as the cover of the metal pitcher. &lt;i&gt;*smacks head in disbelief tsk tsk such stubbornness is definitely genetic haha&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N_kE-Psn9WI/S113-VVHi_I/AAAAAAAABK8/-9mvUrbq8dE/s320/DSC00840.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430628638440000498" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I've been wanting to get my hair chopped but never had the guts to do so. Coincidentally my Mum had to go the salon and get her complete hair cut-straighten-coloured-treatment procedure. So I told her I'd go with her. Guess what? Being the usual me I overslept and mumbled not wanting to go anymore when she tried to wake me up. I was sleep talking when I answered her. I finally woke up at the crack of dawn looking for her only to find out she was already on her way back from the salon ish ish! No haircut for me but I took this picture just to see how I'd look like if I really did chop my long tresses off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N_kE-Psn9WI/S113-kHO0ZI/AAAAAAAABLE/_KD6O5su6j8/s1600-h/IMG00004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N_kE-Psn9WI/S113-kHO0ZI/AAAAAAAABLE/_KD6O5su6j8/s320/IMG00004.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430628642408288658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Haha! The boyfwen was convinced my hair had gone from miles long to a short bob when he saw this picture on my Facebook.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;No, I might not really want my hair to be this short but these splits ends have to go! I want my flowy fringe back too =) now it just looks like a blop of hair on the way to turning to a very disastrous center parting hair style.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/66907947729148891-3521092261906218190?l=atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com/feeds/3521092261906218190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=66907947729148891&amp;postID=3521092261906218190&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66907947729148891/posts/default/3521092261906218190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66907947729148891/posts/default/3521092261906218190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com/2010/01/sorta-productive-week.html' title='Sorta productive week'/><author><name>Angelene Tang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09215374019549668237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_kE-Psn9WI/SYJgQRJL0bI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2IiqNd4QcFs/s1600-R/n510488614_1916049_9227.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N_kE-Psn9WI/S113-VVHi_I/AAAAAAAABK8/-9mvUrbq8dE/s72-c/DSC00840.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66907947729148891.post-521074770249512329</id><published>2010-01-12T07:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T07:50:31.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post-indescribable state of previous enrty</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Now that I'm bouncing back from my almost depressive state of the previous entry, let me tell you what I've been up to in order to keep myself from falling into the black hole.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;~Checked out Star Education Fair 2010 at KLCC last weekend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I dived straight into the issue of my worries, hoping that the Education Fair will help me sort it out. I tell you, it was huge! Walking back and forth of the exhibition hall covering over 5-6 halls requires tonnes of footwork or was it coz we decided to walk over to Trader's Hotel to say hello to a friend? Hmm. Anyhoo, I've rounded up list of uni according to the tuition fees rate and also course offered. My thought process was through elimination, since none offers strictly advertising degree only, I eliminated choices I'd never want to touch for eg. journalism, pr, production/broadcasting. But after all this thought, I still find myself leaning my decision towards following the 'crowd' as in I was told a couple of my friends will be enrolling in Taylors soon. Is that why my priority was given to Taylors? Well, following the crowd can't be too bad right? As the saying goes, birds of the same feathers flock together =) and I know very well I'm a person that needs company to be motivated or else I'll just lose interest entirely.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So what now? All I have to do now is discuss it with my parents and see what is their budget like in the education fund prepared, if they have one for me =( I hope they do. And then reconfirm with my friends where they are heading to. Voila! I'm all set to pursue my degree very soon. And of course once huge chunk of worry out of the way!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;~Escaped from the 4 walls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've also got out of the house more often to erm steal a breath of fresh air (by that I mean yea I've been free-loading wi-fi at cafes). Went grocery shopping, walked around the mall and spotted more more more clearance sales. But I did that all in vain coz it was just window shopping with zero sales purchase done. At least, now I have in mind what I should start trying out for my Chinese New Year shopping purchase =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9966;"&gt;~Total recharged&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last but the utmost important was I finally caught up on sleep and tried to tune back to proper sleeping time(still failed miserably, now that I'm blogging at this hour). Ah well, all this will only go back to normal once I have scheduled classes. For the meantime, come on eyebags I'm not afraid of you! You too pimples! Bring it on!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;On a final note, I'm happy again coz I'm not as broke anymore. Also I love you boyfwen for always knowing when to use the pickmeups especially during downtimes like this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/66907947729148891-521074770249512329?l=atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com/feeds/521074770249512329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=66907947729148891&amp;postID=521074770249512329&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66907947729148891/posts/default/521074770249512329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66907947729148891/posts/default/521074770249512329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com/2010/01/post-indescribable-state-of-previous.html' title='Post-indescribable state of previous enrty'/><author><name>Angelene Tang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09215374019549668237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_kE-Psn9WI/SYJgQRJL0bI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2IiqNd4QcFs/s1600-R/n510488614_1916049_9227.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66907947729148891.post-3279526782113639026</id><published>2010-01-05T05:48:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T07:34:39.661+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grey matter and the party girl in me</title><content type='html'>I've been sitting here for the past 3 hours rearranging my thoughts and also whether if I should &lt;s&gt;rant&lt;/s&gt; put all my jumbled up thoughts in words. Okay just for the record I'm pretty sure whatever I have to say from the next line on it's all because of the hormonal imbalance, yea yea it's that time of the month again.&lt;div&gt;*Takes a deep breath. Here goes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Firstly I've been jobless for over a month now ever since I finished my internship over at KLue. So lately I've been extremely unproductively minus that one week family vacay in Northern Thailand and days that I pulled myself out of bed to run errands, oh plus days that I decided to do some retail therapy. Other than that I've been slacking like a good cuppa jello. Yea it's very depressing I know! Actually before I was in this slacking stage, I opted for maybe a job opportunity or something since I won't be starting uni this soon: 2 interviews and 1 job offer. Why didn't I take it? I really have no idea, coz I thought it would be a better idea to laze and slack around before I start my degree? What about a part time job then? Yup, thought about it, but never put my thoughts into action. Maybe I should, right! I'll do that later today alright? So Starbucks? Coffee Bean? Oh Body Shop, I've always wanted to be one of those sarong clad with a neat bun sitting just right on top of my perfectly put together face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Secondly, I feel I've been abandoning my friends a lot lately. Ok scratch that, I am abandoning them. No and it's not because I have new friends coz  I feel the same way with them too. Alright, before this my excuse was, "Oh I have work." But now? What excuses do I have not spending time with them? As of lately I've become a person I'm so disgusted of because I show up at a party late and leave halfway. And yet I have no guilt about it. You know I really really miss them especially my high school friends, I'm feeling so left out when I don't see myself in pictures with them anymore. Who else can I blame? I brought this upon myself =( saying no to random movies, dinner, supper or hangouts sigh. I guess they thought, "Why ask when we all know she's gonna reject us anyways." So what do I do now? I miss home you know. What?! But home is only 4 hours drive away. It's the familiarity that I miss and the convenience of every place being 20minutes away plus the luxury I have at home ah *internetz!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What about friends in KL? Yea I've made a few and they are indeed awesome people and a very cool bunch to hang with. The problem is they absolutely love clubbing. No, I don't have a problem with that in fact the first when we were at Barsonic for Topman X Junk after party was one of the best clubbing experience I've ever had for a very very long time. I reluctantly say 'no' when the usual weekend hangouts includes clubbing because part me thinks I've gotten over that stage but come on a lil partying at the of a long tiring week of work won't kill sigh =(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shopping in KL? Uh huh it's obviously top notch in comparison to what we have in Penang. I do I do enjoy going shopping and all but I just like to do it alone plus I ain't all that of a regular size. I don't do as much shopping either is because I'm not as spendrift as I was a year back. Other than that why do I need that many clothes when I don't go out?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I bet all this wouldn't happen to the person I was a couple of years back. Have I matured into a woman? Is this what they call growing up? If it is I'm doomed coz this means very limited social life, boring routines, boredom at work or school and tonnes of complains. And I thought 2010 would rock my world....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s: The problem with me is probably because I don't do gaming and hah I don't have a hobby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/66907947729148891-3279526782113639026?l=atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com/feeds/3279526782113639026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=66907947729148891&amp;postID=3279526782113639026&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66907947729148891/posts/default/3279526782113639026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66907947729148891/posts/default/3279526782113639026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com/2010/01/grey-matter-and-party-girl-in-me.html' title='Grey matter and the party girl in me'/><author><name>Angelene Tang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09215374019549668237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_kE-Psn9WI/SYJgQRJL0bI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2IiqNd4QcFs/s1600-R/n510488614_1916049_9227.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66907947729148891.post-5597106770353276685</id><published>2009-11-30T16:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T17:46:55.901+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I splurged!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Yay! I finally paid a visit to the most hyped about clothing store that came by our shores lately, Cotton On originally from Australia. This one at 1 Utama is the second flagship after the first one opened in Pavilion KL back in September or October. Anyhoo! It was such good buys coz it was only RM60 for 2 and they come in all sorts of designs. I had my pick at one classic white ones coz I know they make me look more girly =) and another checkered blue-ish yellow one that sorta looks like boxers. Also got myself two pairs of sunnies, one with purple frame and another one in black. Wheeee!!! Can't wait to put them in full use.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_kE-Psn9WI/SxODYNY75_I/AAAAAAAABKg/l3z3QJTP0t0/s320/shoes3.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 278px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409812029336446962" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm already wearing these to work today. But they had to endure walking through fallen branches and damp soil. Awww they are still in tip top condition though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_kE-Psn9WI/SxODYcbGH0I/AAAAAAAABKo/0NC8Wmfm5yc/s320/shoes4.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409812033372036930" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N_kE-Psn9WI/SxODYgeyh1I/AAAAAAAABKw/r2beOtdBA7I/s320/shoes.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409812034461271890" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wheeee &lt;3 style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N_kE-Psn9WI/SxODXSi96hI/AAAAAAAABKQ/9oVcH0DyVns/s320/shoe1.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 269px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409812013540829714" /&gt;I adore these checkered ones coz they are just too pretty to be true. My feet are spoiled, very very spoiled. Go Cotton On!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N_kE-Psn9WI/SxODX6P6jVI/AAAAAAAABKY/86EXor-q0B0/s320/shoes2.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409812024198335826" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;From now on Cotton On is gonna be my go-to store for anything at all coz it's so affordable with quality. Mmmm me likeys =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/66907947729148891-5597106770353276685?l=atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com/feeds/5597106770353276685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=66907947729148891&amp;postID=5597106770353276685&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66907947729148891/posts/default/5597106770353276685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66907947729148891/posts/default/5597106770353276685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-splurged.html' title='I splurged!'/><author><name>Angelene Tang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09215374019549668237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_kE-Psn9WI/SYJgQRJL0bI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2IiqNd4QcFs/s1600-R/n510488614_1916049_9227.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_kE-Psn9WI/SxODYNY75_I/AAAAAAAABKg/l3z3QJTP0t0/s72-c/shoes3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66907947729148891.post-3861535470224191738</id><published>2009-11-28T02:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T03:11:41.162+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Found Recipe</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ok so the fridge and pantry was empty, no groceries at all. All we had left was pasta, erm potatoes sprouting shoots, funions and lotsa garlic. So why not throw everything together and see how it'd taste like.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Step 1: Boil pasta in a pot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Step 2: Cut potatoes and chop garlic and funions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Step 3: Heat oil in pan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Step 4: Fry chopped garlic and funions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Step 5: Stir fry potatoes with black pepper and basil leaves.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Step 6: Add in fried garlic and onions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Step 7: Remove from pan. Put boiled pasta in pan to fry for a couple of minutes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Step 8: Add black pepper and salt followed by previous batch of stir-fried condiments.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Voila! And it's ready to be served!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/66907947729148891-3861535470224191738?l=atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com/feeds/3861535470224191738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=66907947729148891&amp;postID=3861535470224191738&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66907947729148891/posts/default/3861535470224191738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66907947729148891/posts/default/3861535470224191738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com/2009/11/new-found-recipe.html' title='New Found Recipe'/><author><name>Angelene Tang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09215374019549668237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_kE-Psn9WI/SYJgQRJL0bI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2IiqNd4QcFs/s1600-R/n510488614_1916049_9227.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66907947729148891.post-8679251858142280605</id><published>2009-11-25T15:59:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T18:38:51.957+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmm pop music these days</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Is it just me or everyone's going Gaga-style.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Note: rubber tight body suit, observe Beyonce's Single Ladies video and all most of Lady Gaga's videos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="420" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NzZomNXJMvA&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01&amp;amp;hd=1&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NzZomNXJMvA&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01&amp;amp;hd=1&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="420" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And here's a piece of our tween queen, Miley Cyrus. For god sake that's not even her given birth name. I reckon she's kinda hot if only she'd keep her mouth shut. Tall, slim brunette hah! Notice her extremely pushed up premature boobies it looks like she can hardly breathe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="420" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/M11SvDtPBhA&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;amp;hd=1&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/M11SvDtPBhA&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;amp;hd=1&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="420" 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/66907947729148891-8679251858142280605?l=atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com/feeds/8679251858142280605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=66907947729148891&amp;postID=8679251858142280605&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66907947729148891/posts/default/8679251858142280605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66907947729148891/posts/default/8679251858142280605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com/2009/11/hmm-pop-music-these-days.html' title='Hmm pop music these days'/><author><name>Angelene Tang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09215374019549668237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_kE-Psn9WI/SYJgQRJL0bI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2IiqNd4QcFs/s1600-R/n510488614_1916049_9227.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66907947729148891.post-5959026108879754225</id><published>2009-11-20T05:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T05:48:18.494+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Typos and stutters</title><content type='html'>Ok typos are excusable especially with the words like 'your' and 'you are' or 'the' and 'they' but what about stuttering and getting your tongue all tied up as though the cat has got your tongue. I don't know about the rest of the population in the world but as for me I stutter a lot when I'm trying to tell a story to someone or when I try to explain something in detailed and I know everyone IS listening to me. I guess it's coz when you are with a different group of people the way you speak or communicate varies and you tongue has to get used to it but before you know it you're already with a different group of friends talking about different things hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any ideas on how to get rid of stutters? Or the common grammatical mistakes when you speak? The one thing I know is to speak slow and clearly but come on that wouldn't make your gossips juicier =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/66907947729148891-5959026108879754225?l=atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com/feeds/5959026108879754225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=66907947729148891&amp;postID=5959026108879754225&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66907947729148891/posts/default/5959026108879754225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66907947729148891/posts/default/5959026108879754225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com/2009/11/typos-and-stutters.html' title='Typos and stutters'/><author><name>Angelene Tang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09215374019549668237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_kE-Psn9WI/SYJgQRJL0bI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2IiqNd4QcFs/s1600-R/n510488614_1916049_9227.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66907947729148891.post-4581031105172018031</id><published>2009-11-19T18:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T03:31:39.041+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3 months has passed by and here I am</title><content type='html'>So yea here I am back on the island on a week break before I officially finish my internship with KLue. It has been very rejuvenating after a 3 month plus long of work. My intention back here was mainly for the presentation in college but that was just for one day. Been up to lots of chillaxing and me-time yay! Let me attempt to summarize how the 3 montsh internship went coz I don;t want to be too naggy or long-winded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was really fun working with a whole bunch of KL-lites who happens to be really cool. It was great to have another intern with me on the team too, Jit but he finished within 2 months and went back to UK for studies. Other friendly 'ol interns in the office are of course, Joyce the marketing intern, Melanie who replaced Joyce and Gwen, TiC intern who came in in October. And of course there's Karen TiC writer and Krystle the marketing exec. A whole bunch of awesome girls making us a wholesome bunch heheee. On the editorial team, there's of course my editor, Wai Kit, then writers Myra and Zedeck as well as Sarah the events editor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remembered it clearly, on my first day I spent my first 2 hours spinning on my chair and facebooking before I was given a whole load of work to follow-up. And the rest of the 3 months with KLue was history =) an extremely good experience filled with tonnes of fun and laughters. Well, all I do is not only write, write and write; I cover events on a regular basis about 3-4 events a week. Sometimes it can even be 3 events a day, you'll see me running from Damansara to KL city back to PJ. All's fun coz it keeps me occupied and the learning experience was something I'd not trade for anything else. I was suppose to finish my period here, with KLue end of October but I was offered an extension which I decide to only stay one extra month. I figured I have to do different like go look for another job or go back to studies or hmm slack..... which seems like the perfect idea for now =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now I've secured myself with two jobs where I'm weighing out the options and contemplating if I should dive into the working world immediately or go back to being a laid back student hmmm well, well. Okay, before I end this post I just have to say this, a dream I had last night sorta gave me a sign (I think so la) 'my supervisor' said I was articulate and maybe they should just create a position for me. What is that suppose to mean huh? Or is it just coz I've been having too much to think these days. Toooddllesss for now let me enjoy my last few days here in Penang.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/66907947729148891-4581031105172018031?l=atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com/feeds/4581031105172018031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=66907947729148891&amp;postID=4581031105172018031&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66907947729148891/posts/default/4581031105172018031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66907947729148891/posts/default/4581031105172018031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com/2009/11/3-months-has-passed-by-and-here-i-am.html' title='3 months has passed by and here I am'/><author><name>Angelene Tang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09215374019549668237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_kE-Psn9WI/SYJgQRJL0bI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2IiqNd4QcFs/s1600-R/n510488614_1916049_9227.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66907947729148891.post-8550572536216111057</id><published>2009-10-28T17:23:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T02:31:32.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Raygun revisited</title><content type='html'>Do you remember these guys who came to Malaysia for MTV World Stage Asia? Well, Look what I just found, they actually documented the day here and also clips of them performing on stage from an awesome onstage view.&lt;div&gt;  &lt;object width="425" height="315"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gy993Lv0xR0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gy993Lv0xR0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="315"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Watch this crazeeeyoo video of the making of 'Waiting in Line'. They are hilarious I tell you hohohoooo! I'm just wondering why aren't they big BIG yet?! Hmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="315"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/s7o8cL-zzyo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/s7o8cL-zzyo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="315"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&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/66907947729148891-8550572536216111057?l=atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com/feeds/8550572536216111057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=66907947729148891&amp;postID=8550572536216111057&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66907947729148891/posts/default/8550572536216111057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66907947729148891/posts/default/8550572536216111057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com/2009/10/raygun-revisited.html' title='Raygun revisited'/><author><name>Angelene Tang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09215374019549668237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_kE-Psn9WI/SYJgQRJL0bI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2IiqNd4QcFs/s1600-R/n510488614_1916049_9227.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66907947729148891.post-535067519613526854</id><published>2009-09-18T23:59:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T17:23:11.011+08:00</updated><title type='text'>G-Force aced it!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Jerry Bruckheimer, the producer of US hit series, the CSI collection joins the big screen with...... a bunch of rodents? As spies? Whoah! whoah! Don't get taken away by this, read on about how a group of guinea pigs and a naked mole rat safe the world from destruction. Here are a few reasons to catch G-Force during this Hari Raya long weekend. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WARNING! Spoiler ahead!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.disneydreaming.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/06/G-Force-Movie-Poster-11.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 386px; height: 604px;" border="0" alt="" /&gt;#1 Tired of &lt;a href="http://www.klue.com.my/articles/2184-Wednesdays-Word-Up-Action-Porn"&gt;action porn&lt;/a&gt; movies? G-Force is Disney's latest animation combined with high-tech spy gadgets(in micro size to fit the rodents) to make you tech junkies out there wet your pants. The highlights: an ear piece that transmit rodents' squeaky sound waves into our human language and get them to talk back to us, 3-in-1 hamster treadmill X ultra cool vehicle equipped with lightning speed, a fly/bug that is literally a bug with surveillance camera and sound recorder connected back to its base camp. Not forgetting THE gadget of the movie, thumb-sized PDA used to download and steal Saber's world domination plan which is then used to infect virus back into the super computer towards the end of the movie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#2 Be prepared for tonnes of pop culture instilled in the movie. Juarez, the only female in the team with a French accent rant about her complicated love interest typing away on her Facebook 'wall'. Lady Gaga's Just Dance and Black Eyed Peas party tracks throughout the movie. And see Bucky, the territorial hamster portraying Canadian stereotypes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#3 Watch it in 3D! Been saving up RM16-18(prices vary between cinemas), for that one movie worth watching in 3D, forget about Final Destination 4, G-Force is a 2-in-1 movie with animation fused with real human acting. Get double of what you paid for! Personally, I thought Ice Age 3 in 3D was the bomb until I saw G-Force. The fur and features on the rodents are so real, also hooks, bullets, missiles and all sort of objects pointing directly at you makes you want to go 'No! Nooooo! Aaahhh!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#4 Who says size does matter? The G-Force shows you wittiness and agility beats the rest. Yes, the two-face,star-nose naked mole rat is the mastermind behind all the chaos aka Mr Yanshu; but look G-Force saved the world in just a nick of time by stopping the Earth being a magnetic field attracting space garbage destroying the human kind. Guinea pigs and hamsters make adorable pets or sometimes as 'test objects'(SAY NO TO ANIMAL CRUELTY). It is proven that guinea pigs are fairly brighter than any other rodent, which explains why Jerry Bruckheimer chose this project to launch his silver screen career. Move aside hamsters, guinea pigs will top the list of kids' most favourite pets after this movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#5 It's a Disney movie after all, of course there is a moral to the story to be thought to kids(and everyone else). They were told that they are scientifically altered rodents but the fact is Ben, the scientist that formed G-Force, picked them up from a French restaurant (Juarez, alike rodents is a delicacy), an extermination ground (Speckles), and a petshop(Darwin). Ben, provided them a home and gave them a family. Hurley, the other non-trained, typical pet shop guinea pig G-Force member was so thankful to have found Darwin and claimed they are related because of a lookalike birth mark on their butt cheeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*This is how I originally wrote my piece before getting chopped by 2 editors of mine at work. If you want a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sans&lt;/span&gt; spoiler version then log onto &lt;a href="http://www.klue.com.my/articles/2286-5-Reasons-why-the-animated-rodents-of-GForce-rock"&gt;www.klue.com.my&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/66907947729148891-535067519613526854?l=atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.klue.com.my/articles/2286-5-Reasons-why-the-animated-rodents-of-GForce-rock' title='G-Force aced it!'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com/feeds/535067519613526854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=66907947729148891&amp;postID=535067519613526854&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66907947729148891/posts/default/535067519613526854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66907947729148891/posts/default/535067519613526854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com/2009/09/g-force-aced-it.html' title='G-Force aced it!'/><author><name>Angelene Tang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09215374019549668237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_kE-Psn9WI/SYJgQRJL0bI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2IiqNd4QcFs/s1600-R/n510488614_1916049_9227.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66907947729148891.post-9155240387209995992</id><published>2009-08-28T03:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T03:19:14.011+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ondeh-ondeh love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_kE-Psn9WI/SpbcMMdEwmI/AAAAAAAABJs/1gYf9TIRBjc/s1600-h/image-upload-108-752584.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_kE-Psn9WI/SpbcMMdEwmI/AAAAAAAABJs/1gYf9TIRBjc/s320/image-upload-108-752584.jpg"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;These green balls coated in coconut with brown sugar as it's inti(center in blue tray) made me giggle like a little school girl when i popped one into my mouth. Coz the moment you take a bite, the brown sugar bursts all over walls of your mouth. I couldn't stop throwing in balls after balls just to feel the excitement when it bursts. You'll probably think why am i talking about kuih right now? Coz it's pasar Ramadhan season with fasting month back for the Islams. So we each had to check out 2 bazaars.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/66907947729148891-9155240387209995992?l=atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com/feeds/9155240387209995992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=66907947729148891&amp;postID=9155240387209995992&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66907947729148891/posts/default/9155240387209995992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66907947729148891/posts/default/9155240387209995992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com/2009/08/ondeh-ondeh-love.html' title='Ondeh-ondeh love'/><author><name>Angelene Tang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09215374019549668237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_kE-Psn9WI/SYJgQRJL0bI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2IiqNd4QcFs/s1600-R/n510488614_1916049_9227.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_kE-Psn9WI/SpbcMMdEwmI/AAAAAAAABJs/1gYf9TIRBjc/s72-c/image-upload-108-752584.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66907947729148891.post-8052020866558475786</id><published>2009-08-20T17:40:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T00:32:04.901+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1Malaysia or not? 15Malaysia short films</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://15malaysia.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 425px; height: 89px;" src="http://15malaysia.com/images/banner_15my_leaderboard.jpg" alt="15Malaysia" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Yea yea it's Merdeka month so you're ought to be patriotic. All this buzz about 1Malaysia, but don't know if you've heard about 15Malaysia. It's 15 short films made by 15 film makers including the late Yasmin Ahmad, Ho Yuhang of Rain Dogs fame, Liew Seng Tat, Nam Ron, Suleiman Brothers and many more. 15Malaysia is a project made successful by singer songwriter Pete Teo and the team behind Malaysian Artistes For Unity &lt;a href="http://www.malaysianartistesforunity.info/"&gt;(MAFU)&lt;/a&gt;-'Here in My Home'. Similar to the anti-racism song and music video Here In My Home, 15Malaysia highlights socio-political issues in Malaysia from corruption to Islamic banking to freedom of expression to the Mat Rempit phenomenon and even halal cooking. These 15 short films are released accordingly one each day on their website &lt;a href="http://www.15malaysia.com/"&gt;www.15malaysia.com&lt;/a&gt; and it's available for download by the public for free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far only 2 of the short films have been released, Potong Saga by Ho Yuhang featuring the infamous Namewee and Chocolate by Yasmin Ahmad featuring of course her favourite cheeky actress Sharifah Amani. Oh you can also add your own Malaysian related videos on the site. Log on to the website to check it out now!&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/66907947729148891-8052020866558475786?l=atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com/feeds/8052020866558475786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=66907947729148891&amp;postID=8052020866558475786&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66907947729148891/posts/default/8052020866558475786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66907947729148891/posts/default/8052020866558475786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com/2009/08/1malaysia-or-not-15malaysia-short-films.html' title='1Malaysia or not? 15Malaysia short films'/><author><name>Angelene Tang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09215374019549668237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_kE-Psn9WI/SYJgQRJL0bI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2IiqNd4QcFs/s1600-R/n510488614_1916049_9227.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66907947729148891.post-4950283449192855604</id><published>2009-08-17T11:38:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T17:31:37.869+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I still have sore soles and sole-sores</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I love how my title can be turned into a tongue twister haha.&lt;div&gt;Yea the last post I've only got picture from 2 acts up. So I gotta cover AAR, Hoobastank and etc. I'd post up videos but the are all of very very bad quality taken with my camera phone from miles away boohoo =(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_kE-Psn9WI/So5A2r5mE5I/AAAAAAAABJU/Yrth9bVlU0Y/s400/aar3.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372302713740989330" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Glitter-soaked Tyson screaming an orgasmic &lt;i&gt;oh yeeeaaaahhh&lt;/i&gt; through out the set. And also their 'I wanna.... I wanna I wanna &lt;i&gt;touch you&lt;/i&gt;' latest single. Can you say queer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;On the way to World Stage I was already thinking if they will play Swing, Swing and Dirty Little Secret coz these both are really old. I was practically jumping for joy when the chords were played and then Tyson started doing his awesone stage antics.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hoobah! Hoobah! Loved their enigmatic set! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N_kE-Psn9WI/So5A2yvnBiI/AAAAAAAABJc/N9YPlUgu6Eg/s400/hoob3.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372302715578156578" /&gt;You guys want something to sing along to? Ok now........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Ghostbuster tune and starts singing)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"If there's something strange&lt;br /&gt;in your neighborhood&lt;br /&gt;Who ya gonna call?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;audience: GHOSTBUSTERS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(music stops)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You guys are ridiculous hahahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_kE-Psn9WI/So5A3XcjtSI/AAAAAAAABJk/fxmWVONJFt8/s400/rayguncollection.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372302725430359330" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Oh oh and here's my exclusive collection of Raygun during my interview with them mmm bliss. They will be as famous as Coldplay somewhere in the future and I have this to brag about. I started listening to them when they were newcomers, did an interview with them, snippety snap candids and etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&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/66907947729148891-4950283449192855604?l=atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com/feeds/4950283449192855604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=66907947729148891&amp;postID=4950283449192855604&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66907947729148891/posts/default/4950283449192855604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66907947729148891/posts/default/4950283449192855604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-still-have-sore-soles-and-sole-sores.html' title='I still have sore soles and sole-sores'/><author><name>Angelene Tang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09215374019549668237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_kE-Psn9WI/SYJgQRJL0bI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2IiqNd4QcFs/s1600-R/n510488614_1916049_9227.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_kE-Psn9WI/So5A2r5mE5I/AAAAAAAABJU/Yrth9bVlU0Y/s72-c/aar3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66907947729148891.post-353317403829581380</id><published>2009-08-16T15:23:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T00:15:09.211+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Say Em Tee Wheeeeee!!! World Stage! woot woot~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N_kE-Psn9WI/Sogsu2IKTcI/AAAAAAAABJM/BPI5dJ-Xz5c/s1600-h/tix.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N_kE-Psn9WI/Sogsu2IKTcI/AAAAAAAABJM/BPI5dJ-Xz5c/s400/tix.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370591738954665410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hahahahahaaa!!! KLue sent me there. Just like Sarah, my events editor said 'usually I'll just sit and wait somehow there sure will be some extra tickets on the very last day.' So yea Joyce and I had the chance to go. She was nice enough to give me her share of the ticket so I'll have one pair, just enough to bring the airplane boy together with me =)&lt;br /&gt;We took our own time to get there even it says on the ticket registration (what registration?you mean queuing up at the entrance?) starts at 3.30pm. Got to the entrance near Starbucks at 5.45pm, there were no line nothing at all for the RED zone so we decided to go chomp down some Carl's Jr.&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N_kE-Psn9WI/SofYBxZ2siI/AAAAAAAABIs/VjjERIN3pso/s1600-h/DSC00683.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N_kE-Psn9WI/SofYBxZ2siI/AAAAAAAABIs/VjjERIN3pso/s400/DSC00683.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370498605615854114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N_kE-Psn9WI/SofYBVrha0I/AAAAAAAABIk/UUTjAFNotAg/s1600-h/DSC00673.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N_kE-Psn9WI/SofYBVrha0I/AAAAAAAABIk/UUTjAFNotAg/s400/DSC00673.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370498598173764418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Finally got into the 'pool' at about 6.15-6.30pm after a super long walk all the way in. I was so freaking worried they might confiscate my huge ass dslr coz it says on the back of the ticket no camera and video recorders or any other recording devices allowed. The security was shitty I'd have to say seeing it's an MTV event. Anyone in the theme park could have gotten access to the wave pool/ stage area. Estranged was the first act which we didn't bother much, such posers I hate the vocalist trying to be all cool with his hoodie covered 3/4 of his face. Raygun was the second act(or was it third? after Boys likes Girls?) but before that Utt and Denise/Taya (MTV Vjs) came out and talk a whole lot of crap before introducing them on stage. I'm so thankful I had the chance to interview this new British band that caused some controversy a week or so back regarding on their influence on music. I'll upload a picture of me and the band and might just spill some beans here in the next post. Though they are so new but geeezzz they really have stage presence and knew how to interact with the crowd. So what not everyone was singing along to their songs, at least people were grooving to their(yea I used the word groove, coz their genre is all about 70s-80s a cross between David Bowie, James Brown that era or rock and roll) psychedelic tunes! Omg! Ray, the vocalist is so cute and his mesmerizing pair of blue-ish eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N_kE-Psn9WI/SogmXAm3EHI/AAAAAAAABI0/r1Dyb8zgdRQ/s1600-h/raygun.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N_kE-Psn9WI/SogmXAm3EHI/AAAAAAAABI0/r1Dyb8zgdRQ/s400/raygun.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370584732381155442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Next up was Pixie Lott, the seductive British songstress. She was so blonde I think her hair color, dress and skin tone match! Well, every heterosexual male and some female were screaming for her when she came out. And of course everyone was singing to her first single, 'Mama Do' not too sure about the rest coz she is very new after all. I still say she's a Duffy impersonator/wannabe hmm.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_kE-Psn9WI/SogqlCPq0NI/AAAAAAAABI8/SBy1DBmJZQg/s1600-h/pixie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_kE-Psn9WI/SogqlCPq0NI/AAAAAAAABI8/SBy1DBmJZQg/s400/pixie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370589371385434322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(saving and posting it now before my stolen-connection dies off. will update more on Hoobastank and All American Rejects in the next post stay tuned.)&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/66907947729148891-353317403829581380?l=atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com/feeds/353317403829581380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=66907947729148891&amp;postID=353317403829581380&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66907947729148891/posts/default/353317403829581380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66907947729148891/posts/default/353317403829581380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com/2009/08/say-em-tee-wheeeeee-world-stage-woot.html' title='Say Em Tee Wheeeeee!!! World Stage! woot woot~'/><author><name>Angelene Tang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09215374019549668237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_kE-Psn9WI/SYJgQRJL0bI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2IiqNd4QcFs/s1600-R/n510488614_1916049_9227.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N_kE-Psn9WI/Sogsu2IKTcI/AAAAAAAABJM/BPI5dJ-Xz5c/s72-c/tix.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66907947729148891.post-358734073610570932</id><published>2009-08-07T10:25:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T13:25:02.719+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Whhhheeeee!!! Me want MTV World Stage passes!!!! Please send me to cover the event and I promise to be a good girl at work not like I have been lazing around in the office okayyy. It's only week one and I've been very progressive and efficient getting all my work done way before deadline. Will update about KLue in next entry not here. So bring me to MTV WS!!!!!! Pretty pleeeeeaaassseeeee coz this is like event of the year man! Why Malaysia not Singapore right? Coz Malaysia is cool like that hah! I hope they don't start banning whichever female artists who dress skimply. And also no shirt-off males *hinthint Pharell of N*E*R*D. Oh well, it's Malaysia after all and we are celebrating Merdeka(Independence Day) this month! Wooohoooo!!! &lt;div&gt;........Tanggal tiga puluh satu..... Merdeka merdeka merdeka&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However the lyrics go laaaaaa......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So yeaaaaa MTV World Stage pases please =) I didn't win on fb when KLue had their contest(before I joined the team) right now it's my opportunity to be there or be square! Here are a few expecting acts that I'm going to googooogaga about:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pixie Lott, Duffy lookalike but is way better than her and I think she's only freaking 18 like doubleyouteeeff right?!!! Can you say H-A-W-T British Blonde?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="348"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/81-eLoXKMaE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/81-eLoXKMaE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="348"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Raygun, British band to look out for besides Kasabian. Newbie but a definite burning track. There is a short clip &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QnUM6Fpq5no"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; though but I think we can watch the video on TV or maybe it isn't available yet coz I can't seem to find any videos of it on youtube.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="348"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Vwxl2FMVhiU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Vwxl2FMVhiU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="348"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And lastly, of course AAR the star of the show!!! I bet 90% of the people are there just to watch them and not any other acts. Hmmm I Wanna was out way back in end of 2008 but I don't know why it only came to our radiowave recently. Weird coz usually American bands have their song played first in other countries not their own. Less competition from other American bands of similar style.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="348"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8PtTIjw1utg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8PtTIjw1utg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="348"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Local acts like Estranged will be playing too and many others to be announced. Bring me there!!!! 15th August at Sunway Lagoon Surf Beach, apparently they are gonna empty the man-made wave pool to turn it into a stage. *****Fingers crossed*****&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/66907947729148891-358734073610570932?l=atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com/feeds/358734073610570932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=66907947729148891&amp;postID=358734073610570932&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66907947729148891/posts/default/358734073610570932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66907947729148891/posts/default/358734073610570932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com/2009/08/whhhheeeee-me-want-mtv-world-stage.html' title=''/><author><name>Angelene Tang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09215374019549668237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_kE-Psn9WI/SYJgQRJL0bI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2IiqNd4QcFs/s1600-R/n510488614_1916049_9227.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66907947729148891.post-791260935284953826</id><published>2009-07-29T13:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T13:28:26.841+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Urrgghhh!!! Me wants the money laaaaaa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Okay I shouldn't think about it this way. So what if I'm not getting paid as much as the rest? At least I get to go where I want to and I bet lotsa goodies will come my way. Find find I'm trading the cash for better experience and maybe a job opportunity too if I like doing publishing at the end of the day. And I have a better place to stay with cheaper rent and not with strangers. Also Jaya One is a hangout spot so yay! I've got variety to choose from for lunch and it's near UTAR can lunch with See Mei and Kc when they start their semester. The rest of them are renting rooms instead of the entire place to themselves with no transportation and works in an office building even if it's near Midvalley so what la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So Angelene, look at as a perk not a pay cut =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(pat self on the shoulder boohoooo!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/66907947729148891-791260935284953826?l=atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com/feeds/791260935284953826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=66907947729148891&amp;postID=791260935284953826&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66907947729148891/posts/default/791260935284953826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66907947729148891/posts/default/791260935284953826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com/2009/07/urrgghhh-me-wants-money-laaaaaa.html' title='Urrgghhh!!! Me wants the money laaaaaa'/><author><name>Angelene Tang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09215374019549668237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_kE-Psn9WI/SYJgQRJL0bI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2IiqNd4QcFs/s1600-R/n510488614_1916049_9227.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66907947729148891.post-6401887251629309991</id><published>2009-07-27T10:44:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T12:40:51.644+08:00</updated><title type='text'>YASMIN AHMAD 1958-2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It was a shocker to hear the words of this Flyfm dj announcing Campur Chart coming up next and with him adding on, ".......this is a show dedicated to Malaysian artists and all creative Malaysians especially the&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; late&lt;/span&gt; Yasmin Ahmad for her local indie movies like Sepet, Mukhsin and the latest Talentime." Our expression froze and we turned staring at each other with our mouth wide opened. It was only last Thursday that we heard she had a stroke and had to go for surgery. Over the weekend without much news said about this controversial yet touched every Malaysian soul film producer for our seasonal Petronas advertisements (this year end we will have none to look forward to) then suddenly she has passed on?!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All her Petronas ads are such perks during commercial breaks coz you'd have to wait till the very end to get the jist of the story. And every single one of it has the element of surprise at the very end. One of my favourite is this one during cny, it's these 2 teenage boys sitting far apart from each other both minding their own business sms-ing and the other on his psp. They both had spikey hair and had baggy clothes. Acting like strangers not talking to each other but in fact they are cousins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is also this Merdeka ad where a dad had to wake his son at dusk to shower him in the slump, get him dressed(combed his hair karipap style, added the putu) then cycled him all the way to town just to witnessed Tunku Abdul Rahman. While the little boy was half asleep the whole entire way especially sleeping on his dad's back on the bicycle. And the last clip, his dad carried him up on his shoulder so he can have a clearer view of the event because he was tip-toeing among the adults.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might have gotten some of the ads wrong coz it was so many years back but look it was obviously a very efficient and creative ad coz it tapered into my mind and I can still remember it till today. Hmm I tried looking for it on youtube but can't find the same ad I'm talking about. Anyway here are few others which are equally as touching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/U5OojpJ1ark&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/U5OojpJ1ark&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This reminded me of poh-poh. I miss her dearly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/05ILlMySCQE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/05ILlMySCQE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh here is the first ad I mentioned. Now that I've re-watch it's entirely different from what I remembered. Haha the last part was cute after he got his peepee skin cut.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/66907947729148891-6401887251629309991?l=atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com/feeds/6401887251629309991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=66907947729148891&amp;postID=6401887251629309991&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66907947729148891/posts/default/6401887251629309991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66907947729148891/posts/default/6401887251629309991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com/2009/07/yasmin-ahmad-1958-2009.html' title='YASMIN AHMAD 1958-2009'/><author><name>Angelene Tang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09215374019549668237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_kE-Psn9WI/SYJgQRJL0bI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2IiqNd4QcFs/s1600-R/n510488614_1916049_9227.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66907947729148891.post-6037210739971835665</id><published>2009-07-21T17:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T17:46:10.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ohyeeaaahhh ohhhyeeeaahh!!! Words from an almost-graduate</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Double dose of papers in a day within 9-3pm, do the calculations I'm to zoinged out to do any logic right now. So glad everything was crammed into a day so I need not worry about the week anymore. I can officially say I am done with college! Done with KDU! Adious shitty rut! No it's not that I don't have good experience studying there it just took me double the time to get it all-most done. Right now I've got my 3 month internship ahead of me which I am kinda getting the kick of reality. In a week or two from now I'm going to be a working woman living on my own without mummy and daddy boohooo =........( no one to wash my laundry, mop the floor, dust the house, clean my room occasionally and most of all the naggings of staying out too late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait my point is, before my thought stray to more unrelated issues I have in mind. Yea my point is when I was doing my last round of double checking my answer for my Dekstop Publishing paper I came to realized I've never mistakenly answer more questions required in any essay sections. For example you have 5 questions to choose from all you need to do is pick 2 and answer them. Amazingly I have never ever mistakenly answered all like those who DON'T READ INSTRUCTIONS or have I ever not answered the last page of question on the back of the paper like what MOST OF YOU would do haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing is I might have missed out one or two questions for short answers because I decided to skip it and go to the next question. Either I had no time to thoroughly check it through or I just forgot about the unanswered question entirely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am proud of myself in a way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-words from an almost-graduate =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/66907947729148891-6037210739971835665?l=atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com/feeds/6037210739971835665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=66907947729148891&amp;postID=6037210739971835665&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66907947729148891/posts/default/6037210739971835665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66907947729148891/posts/default/6037210739971835665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com/2009/07/ohyeeaaahhh-ohhhyeeeaahh-words-from.html' title='Ohyeeaaahhh ohhhyeeeaahh!!! Words from an almost-graduate'/><author><name>Angelene Tang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09215374019549668237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_kE-Psn9WI/SYJgQRJL0bI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2IiqNd4QcFs/s1600-R/n510488614_1916049_9227.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66907947729148891.post-4539942541192183099</id><published>2009-07-20T08:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T08:43:33.978+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The hot chic+fat chic combo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ok guys how true or how often does this happen? There's this really cute looking chic who you've been eyeing on for quite sometime and you are waiting just to take the right move to walk over there and say hi. But..... the only thing is she's always with this fat/ugly girl who happens to be her bff. What do you do? It's obvious you have to get through this not-so-attractive friend of hers  first to get to her. Find a scapegoat(a buddy of yours who's willing to be a decoy, or who's willing to take the other ugly chic when you both go on double dates) haha.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know somewhere deep down I've always felt like the fat/ugly chic but I never let it bother me or felt unwanted. So what if guys are interested in my hot girl friends? So what I'm not the first girl that catches your attention when you enter the room. You know personality shines through! It's bigger than pam anderson's double d's. Unless your intention is to get into her pants then be my guess go ahead and oogle all you want at pam anderson's double d's =)&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/66907947729148891-4539942541192183099?l=atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com/feeds/4539942541192183099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=66907947729148891&amp;postID=4539942541192183099&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66907947729148891/posts/default/4539942541192183099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66907947729148891/posts/default/4539942541192183099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com/2009/07/hot-chicfat-chic-combo.html' title='The hot chic+fat chic combo'/><author><name>Angelene Tang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09215374019549668237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_kE-Psn9WI/SYJgQRJL0bI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2IiqNd4QcFs/s1600-R/n510488614_1916049_9227.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66907947729148891.post-4823291760933724265</id><published>2009-07-17T08:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T09:06:16.008+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It will always be</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;When I saw the both of them hanging out together once again after so many years of losing contact(as far as I'm concerned) it seems like time never passed us and nothing  has changed. She didn't go to Russia. She wasn't MIA. As though the entire 5 years did not happen. It seems even weirder when I went over to say hi and the response I got would have been the same exact thing she would say back then. The way she behaved, her body language and the laughter were all the same. We didn't go anywhere after all =) we didn't mature, we didn't go the distant, we've only gained more knowledge and maybe a couple of pounds(in my case) and saw the almost real world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People who really matters to you will always stay the same and you can trust that they really got your back when they say so.&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/66907947729148891-4823291760933724265?l=atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com/feeds/4823291760933724265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=66907947729148891&amp;postID=4823291760933724265&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66907947729148891/posts/default/4823291760933724265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66907947729148891/posts/default/4823291760933724265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com/2009/07/it-will-always-be.html' title='It will always be'/><author><name>Angelene Tang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09215374019549668237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_kE-Psn9WI/SYJgQRJL0bI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2IiqNd4QcFs/s1600-R/n510488614_1916049_9227.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66907947729148891.post-3425275061999509919</id><published>2009-07-15T02:54:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T03:36:00.425+08:00</updated><title type='text'>EYE-KEEEEEYYYYY- YAH YAH YAAAAAAHHHH!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N_kE-Psn9WI/SlzU5tofZ2I/AAAAAAAABIM/F89UNTXxzOs/s1600-h/ikea+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N_kE-Psn9WI/SlzU5tofZ2I/AAAAAAAABIM/F89UNTXxzOs/s400/ikea+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358391744631105378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Flip the switch and turn the lights off =) from green colored screen background to an all black background. It says on the site,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"An all-white screen uses about 74 watts to display, while an all-black screen uses only 59 watts. Now you know you're helpping save too."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Every now an then the IKEA website comes out with different design on the Go Green page with unique and interactive ideas for you to be apart of saving the mother earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N_kE-Psn9WI/SlzUvfzOHiI/AAAAAAAABIE/UIdf_7omwFA/s1600-h/ikea+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N_kE-Psn9WI/SlzUvfzOHiI/AAAAAAAABIE/UIdf_7omwFA/s400/ikea+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358391569119321634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yarzzzz yarzzzz my new place *fingers crossed* is gonna be Ikea-ized =) hohohohooooo! I hope mum allows me to get a whole entire unit instead of some crummy itsy bitsy room with no ventilation and horrible strangers as my housemates. Gosh! Heeellloooo so you'd rather save a couple of hundreds and endanger my safety to who I stay with? Geeeezzzz my semester fees for the last few sems were cut to half, no less than that. And I've been studying locally so that's no way you can tell me we don't have enough to pay my rent in KL gosh parents!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want the place to be all white with incandescent lightings and rugs lying around like some sort of hobo gathering with no furniture. Lots and lots of fluffy pillows in my room with funky curtains and bed spread. Ok I can go on and on how I want my room to be. Basically something like how my old room in the US used to look like. I can't wait I can't wait......... to snippety snap the outcome and show you my decorating skills lolllll now let's sit back and get my final project done while I try to get study tips for the final exams =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tooooddddlllessss good night!&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/66907947729148891-3425275061999509919?l=atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.ikea.com.my/highlights/2009/lovetheearth/' title='EYE-KEEEEEYYYYY- YAH YAH YAAAAAAHHHH!!!'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com/feeds/3425275061999509919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=66907947729148891&amp;postID=3425275061999509919&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66907947729148891/posts/default/3425275061999509919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66907947729148891/posts/default/3425275061999509919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com/2009/07/eye-keeeeeyyyyy-yah-yah-yaaaaaahhhh.html' title='EYE-KEEEEEYYYYY- YAH YAH YAAAAAAHHHH!!!'/><author><name>Angelene Tang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09215374019549668237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_kE-Psn9WI/SYJgQRJL0bI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2IiqNd4QcFs/s1600-R/n510488614_1916049_9227.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N_kE-Psn9WI/SlzU5tofZ2I/AAAAAAAABIM/F89UNTXxzOs/s72-c/ikea+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66907947729148891.post-8589632034449493469</id><published>2009-07-11T05:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T07:07:11.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Are you a talker or a doer?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So here you have someone who walks the walk and talks the talk. Then you have someone who is a NATO, the Malaysian translation of Talk Only No Action. I have no idea why the acronym is the other way around probably coz it sounds better than erm TONA hahaaaaa. I've seen and hear people around me, on TV, in the newspaper and etc. being all ambitious wanting to achieve a goal be it for long term or short term. For example a world effort decided by the UN announced that they will help poor countries like Africa, India and China to combat poverty, hunger, disease, illiteracy, environmental degradation and discrimination against women. Do you see an effort by any of your government? Let's side-track a lil, so there is this campaign "In My Name", where citizens urge their government and political leaders to take action on this promise as the deadline set by the UN is drawn nearer and nearer. With this you can sorta summarize that the people in the UN is a talker without taking any actions. It's always easier to put your goals into words than action. When you actually carry it out it is 100 times harder than you've thought of but it takes on tiny step from each of us to make this realization come true. Be a doer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay back to a day-to-day related example so yea I have this friend she was so anxious and worried when she did not get a reply for some application at the very beginning when the rest of us was just too lazy to even bother about getting accepted or not. As the week past by some of got a reply, some got accepted immediately and some did not. She was still being a worry pot questioning why didn't she get at least a reply when we were told just to wait a few more weeks. I did not get my reply either so I figured maybe I should source and apply on my own coz I don't want to just sit there worry and do nothing about it. I was kinda trying to be a doer but I was lazy and hesitated along the way. And guess what it paid off looking for another application on my own. I got accepted within a week. This friend of mine waited for 3 months and is still waiting for just a reply whom she refuses to call  up to double check just coz we were told to wait. When I asked her if she got anywhere else she can pull some strings to get in on her own, all she said to me was, "Oh I don't want to think about this now. I'm just going to wait. Let's not talk about this." Wow! Suddenly she couldn't be bothered about it when everyone else has already gotten a confirmed reply with acceptance. Gosh!!! Talk about a real talker huh? What is the point getting all fussed up and worried if you don't even care when it is time to take real action. Geeeezzzzz......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not saying I'm all perfect and all but through out the years I've come to realized I fall in between a doer and a talker. Sometimes I'm more to a talker when it comes to realizing a vision. I will have the best brainstorm ideas on what to do and then take a bloody long period before I put my hands on it but I will somehow get my job done even if it means burning the midnight oil for days. Like I've mentioned above I'm like a lazy hesitant doer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Urrrgghhh!!! I can't stand a wannabe doer talker.&lt;br /&gt;And yes, I have friends who are doers too =) she is one extreme person who will go through all lengths to make it happen!&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/66907947729148891-8589632034449493469?l=atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com/feeds/8589632034449493469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=66907947729148891&amp;postID=8589632034449493469&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66907947729148891/posts/default/8589632034449493469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66907947729148891/posts/default/8589632034449493469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com/2009/07/are-you-talker-or-doer.html' title='Are you a talker or a doer?'/><author><name>Angelene Tang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09215374019549668237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_kE-Psn9WI/SYJgQRJL0bI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2IiqNd4QcFs/s1600-R/n510488614_1916049_9227.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66907947729148891.post-5561171691196490702</id><published>2009-07-07T00:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T06:11:36.667+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kay elle weekenders</title><content type='html'>Last weekend down was for a mission =) my interview with KLue. I applied for my internship with the magazine a few weeks back and got a prompt reply from the editor asking me to go down for an interview. Fortunately the interview went amazingly smooth and I was almost hired on the spot. She said my chances were high and we even talked about the allowance which I assume they obviously want me on board or else why bother telling me how much they will pay me. So I waited till today for a confirmation from KLue but I was so anxious as it was past lunchtime and still no reply, I sent the editor a thank you letter instead then she came back to me with good news of wanting to hire me. Phhhheeeww! What a relieve! Now all I have to do is find a nice place to stay for the 3 months in KL. But but before that I obviously have to hand up my final projects and sit for the exams siiiggghhhhh aaaaaahhhhhh I can't wait for it to be over and done with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will probably be down in KL this weekend as well to look for a nice condo around Sunway/ Subang or SS2.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/66907947729148891-5561171691196490702?l=atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com/feeds/5561171691196490702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=66907947729148891&amp;postID=5561171691196490702&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66907947729148891/posts/default/5561171691196490702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66907947729148891/posts/default/5561171691196490702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com/2009/07/kay-elle-weekenders.html' title='Kay elle weekenders'/><author><name>Angelene Tang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09215374019549668237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_kE-Psn9WI/SYJgQRJL0bI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2IiqNd4QcFs/s1600-R/n510488614_1916049_9227.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66907947729148891.post-2494661706681452977</id><published>2009-06-20T14:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T13:16:10.357+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Look! What came in the mail yesterday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N_kE-Psn9WI/SjyCeYyTc9I/AAAAAAAABH8/cc-Rt53CFVo/s1600-h/memento+shoes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N_kE-Psn9WI/SjyCeYyTc9I/AAAAAAAABH8/cc-Rt53CFVo/s400/memento+shoes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349293915970434002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Got these lovely mary jane's from &lt;a href="http://mementoshoes.blogspot.com/"&gt;Memento Shoes&lt;/a&gt;. Got in speedy delivery right after payment and it was exactly what it looks like on the page. Very comfy indeed. For basic versatile wear suitable with any outfit at all. Wear it for an afternoon in the mall or a day in college with jeans, with skirts even with the ever trendy tights you see everywhere these days. You've gotta love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Note: You might want to get 2 sizes bigger than your usual sizes. That's what I do when I buy ballet flats or mary jane's. For example if you are a size 5/36 you might want to order them in size 7/38 coz you don;t get to try them when you purchase them online.&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/66907947729148891-2494661706681452977?l=atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com/feeds/2494661706681452977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=66907947729148891&amp;postID=2494661706681452977&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66907947729148891/posts/default/2494661706681452977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66907947729148891/posts/default/2494661706681452977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com/2009/06/look-what-came-in-mail-yesterday.html' title='Look! What came in the mail yesterday'/><author><name>Angelene Tang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09215374019549668237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_kE-Psn9WI/SYJgQRJL0bI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2IiqNd4QcFs/s1600-R/n510488614_1916049_9227.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N_kE-Psn9WI/SjyCeYyTc9I/AAAAAAAABH8/cc-Rt53CFVo/s72-c/memento+shoes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66907947729148891.post-6920623324625831812</id><published>2009-06-18T02:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T03:17:21.641+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Name me whatever that irritates you</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I would say the nerdy fatboy who wouldn't stop trying to blend in with the class. Plus he had to be an arse when I asked him for the group assignment like seriously doubleuteeeff! Look at your muffin stuffed face and that retarded act of yours gosh please go get a life if they allow you to pick one. Urrrrggghhh!!! Well, at least he doesn't top the list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's this full of shit parking attendant who wouldn't stop talking to people who are waiting to pay their ticket. Gosh please nobody wants to hear your stories you're just another unwanted being who no one cares about. The first encounter was way back in 05 I think, I parked my car with another friend along the roadside for a session at the gym. Instead of just asking how long will we be taking he had to be all long winded as if whatever he said to us matters. He went all how he doesn't need to go to the gym bla bla blaaaaa coz he can work out right here out in the open then he started doing push-ups against some car thank goodness it was on mine or I'd have screammed at him like a mad woman. There were a few other times where he talked jibberish and I didin't care or bothered to remember what it was. Fast forward a few years, this useless piece of bastard is still writing tickets at the same spot looking still the same and he still wouldn't shut his pie hole. A few days back he was trying to be an expert telling me what I should take for my complexion yadaaa yaddaaaa using himself as am example by eating tomatoes the blemishes will go away "oh look at my face it's so smooth" like what the hell!!! Why in the world would I take dermalogical advise from a freaking parking attendant man with burnt skin, sun spot and oily skin. Fuck him urrrghhh!!! And guess what just today he was mumbling to me how this guy right in front of him wasn't sure about his own car or the time period whatever it is he was grumbling laaaaaa fucking idiot parking attendant seriously just can't keep his mouth shut. I walked away not giving a single glance back at him in the midst of the 'conversation'. I bet he didn't even realized coz he was just too busy blabbering away. What and arse for god's sake if you really love talking so much go look for another freaking job!!! Parking attendants aren't suppose to give advises, strike a conversation, complain or even say anything else besides asking you how long will you take or directing to park.&lt;br /&gt;The next time he tries to open his bloody pie hole I'll swear in hokkien to shut him off!&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/66907947729148891-6920623324625831812?l=atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com/feeds/6920623324625831812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=66907947729148891&amp;postID=6920623324625831812&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66907947729148891/posts/default/6920623324625831812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66907947729148891/posts/default/6920623324625831812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com/2009/06/name-me-whatever-that-irritates-you.html' title='Name me whatever that irritates you'/><author><name>Angelene Tang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09215374019549668237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_kE-Psn9WI/SYJgQRJL0bI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2IiqNd4QcFs/s1600-R/n510488614_1916049_9227.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66907947729148891.post-1249327574712166947</id><published>2009-06-13T08:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T09:26:57.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Now/ Today/ 13th June</title><content type='html'>Sigh sigh siiiiiggghhhhhhhh tsk tsk tsk being sick isn't exactly the best feeling in the world but on a brighter note I get to stay home for 2 long days yay! I'm getting sicker by the second maybe I should be out and about instead of containing myself in my germ-filled room hmmm&lt;br /&gt;Nope I did not skip classes coz I only got sick on Wednesday night which was the last day of class for the week. Geeeeezz to come to think of it I'm so doomed I have a brochure due  this Tuesday and I have not laid a finger on it. I might have had the ideas, the layout and the shape of the brochure drafted in mind but that doesn't count gosh unless I finally open InDesign and start on it. So little time so much to do. And and I badly want to watch a movie in the cinema but I think I should stay away from air-conditioned places for the mean time till I recover. Okay I should go to bed now. It's weird that I don't feel the effects of drowsiness from the cough syrup I took 3 hours ago. I should just force myself to sleep them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toooooodddllleeeesss ppl =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/66907947729148891-1249327574712166947?l=atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com/feeds/1249327574712166947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=66907947729148891&amp;postID=1249327574712166947&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66907947729148891/posts/default/1249327574712166947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66907947729148891/posts/default/1249327574712166947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com/2009/06/now-today-13th-june.html' title='Now/ Today/ 13th June'/><author><name>Angelene Tang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09215374019549668237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_kE-Psn9WI/SYJgQRJL0bI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2IiqNd4QcFs/s1600-R/n510488614_1916049_9227.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66907947729148891.post-8034142967577283604</id><published>2009-06-13T07:29:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T08:15:45.888+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yet another one</title><content type='html'>Okay not too long ago I recommended 2 blogshops belonging to Cher and Mel which are &lt;a href="http://www.abunchofwildflowers.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.abunchofwildflowers.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://the7th-day.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://the7th-day.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I have another one new in store, this time this one belongs to Kwai Cheng/ kc hmm I somehow think the three of them do get their stuff within the same place coz hellloooo all are friends kay. And and I think the only missing person now without a blogshop is me boo hhmmmppprrrhh =( I want one too. Anyway here's kc's blogshop &lt;a href="http://www.cock-tails.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.cock-&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cock-tails.blogspot.com/"&gt;tails.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt; feel free to browse, she's just starting up so give this girl a break if theres isn't much updates. Heheheheee don't you think it's just wrong to have a dash(-) between the word cocktails hmmm I guess maybe someone else has already taken up the name. Okay here are the print screen. Btw cehck out my new firefox persona I just can't get enough of splattered paint whhheeeeeee!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N_kE-Psn9WI/SjLqfageRjI/AAAAAAAABHs/m_Tnc6e7y8I/s1600-h/kc2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N_kE-Psn9WI/SjLqfageRjI/AAAAAAAABHs/m_Tnc6e7y8I/s400/kc2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346593533054567986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;cutesy background just like mine she got it from &lt;a href="http://thecutestblogontheblock.com"&gt;thecutestblogontheblock.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_kE-Psn9WI/SjLqfTzfwvI/AAAAAAAABH0/qp9EGmXzWaM/s1600-h/kc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_kE-Psn9WI/SjLqfTzfwvI/AAAAAAAABH0/qp9EGmXzWaM/s400/kc.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346593531255309042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;new and trendy dress el perfecto clinchers to match with too&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/66907947729148891-8034142967577283604?l=atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com/feeds/8034142967577283604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=66907947729148891&amp;postID=8034142967577283604&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66907947729148891/posts/default/8034142967577283604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66907947729148891/posts/default/8034142967577283604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com/2009/06/yet-another-one.html' title='Yet another one'/><author><name>Angelene Tang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09215374019549668237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_kE-Psn9WI/SYJgQRJL0bI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2IiqNd4QcFs/s1600-R/n510488614_1916049_9227.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N_kE-Psn9WI/SjLqfageRjI/AAAAAAAABHs/m_Tnc6e7y8I/s72-c/kc2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66907947729148891.post-1931739814628077819</id><published>2009-06-04T11:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T11:24:40.524+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jengjengz says HI!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_kE-Psn9WI/Sic9yi9pBgI/AAAAAAAABHU/yzM7qP_qm40/s1600-h/IMG_1390ii.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 215px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_kE-Psn9WI/Sic9yi9pBgI/AAAAAAAABHU/yzM7qP_qm40/s320/IMG_1390ii.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343307421486482946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hellloooooo!!!! I've been eating and sleeping well. Oh btw I camwhored so much and happened to have found my best angle =)&lt;br /&gt;There are so many other bears on ze bed competing for mummy's attention but indefinitely I'm the favorite coz I am new!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/66907947729148891-1931739814628077819?l=atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com/feeds/1931739814628077819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=66907947729148891&amp;postID=1931739814628077819&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66907947729148891/posts/default/1931739814628077819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66907947729148891/posts/default/1931739814628077819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com/2009/06/jengjengz-says-hi.html' title='Jengjengz says HI!'/><author><name>Angelene Tang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09215374019549668237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_kE-Psn9WI/SYJgQRJL0bI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2IiqNd4QcFs/s1600-R/n510488614_1916049_9227.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_kE-Psn9WI/Sic9yi9pBgI/AAAAAAAABHU/yzM7qP_qm40/s72-c/IMG_1390ii.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66907947729148891.post-5855311839333335386</id><published>2009-05-29T07:17:00.023+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T04:03:11.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer movie blockbustering</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hitting the cinemas so hard. Why?! Coz it's summer and this is the time of the year where the best movies are out =) but yea been going to the cinema very often too way before this. GSC is very happy to see me twice a week plus the visits to the kiosk to get movie treat, Caramel Combo please plus 1901 hotdogs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_kE-Psn9WI/Sh8hxMFzpBI/AAAAAAAABGE/3zLmGgYXhFM/s1600-h/startrekcrewbanner.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 116px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_kE-Psn9WI/Sh8hxMFzpBI/AAAAAAAABGE/3zLmGgYXhFM/s320/startrekcrewbanner.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341024812027585554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Was literally dragged into the cinema to watch this but heck it was gooOOoooOod@#&amp;amp;%$@! Three thumbs up plus all my toes. The storyline was totally unprdictable who would have guessed Spock was thrown into a bllack hole back in time to meet Kapten Kirk, hahahhaaaa it's good to see Chris Pine play a younger version of Shatner's character lol way waayy waaaaaaayyy better looking. The effects were awesome! So love the part where Chris Pine and John Cho(Harold &amp;amp; Kumar! Harold and Kumar!) had to plunge down to earth to dismantle/unhook that weird thing. The thrid guy keh gau gau didn't survive dumbass! All in all good one! Didn't expect this from a TV series. Oh oh i almost forgot, look out for an ugly green fat ass chick in one of the scenes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Then I cannot be anymore cliched watching Terminator which I really don't know what it is all about coz I'm so confused by how the hell did john connor ended up back in time looking fo Kyle Reese and I hate robots! End of story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N_kE-Psn9WI/SiQpbu1HAlI/AAAAAAAABGs/FhD71arQyd8/s1600-h/terminator-salvation-poster-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N_kE-Psn9WI/SiQpbu1HAlI/AAAAAAAABGs/FhD71arQyd8/s320/terminator-salvation-poster-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342440614372246098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_kE-Psn9WI/SiQutL_GIzI/AAAAAAAABHM/_whm5eEkLQk/s1600-h/night_at_the_museum_2_poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_kE-Psn9WI/SiQutL_GIzI/AAAAAAAABHM/_whm5eEkLQk/s320/night_at_the_museum_2_poster.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342446411814675250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A few nights ago decided to watch this one whhhheeeeeeee!!! Damn funny I tell you and this installment you actually learn more history compare to the first one. Like the first woman who flew across the Atlantic ocean, Amelia Earhart, US President, Abraham Lincoln, The Wright Brothers and etc. the effects were coooooolll way cooler. And there's actually a moral of the story at the end. Oh oh and not to forget the Jonas Brothers as the cupidsssss aaawwww they were darn right adorable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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;Other must-watchs when they are out whhhhheeeee!!!! I can't wait I can't wait&lt;br /&gt;Don't ask me why Hannah Montana. I just want to watch it okay so shudddduuppppp =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_kE-Psn9WI/SiQsr6rTdfI/AAAAAAAABG8/c7DitvJ_sP4/s1600-h/all.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_kE-Psn9WI/SiQsr6rTdfI/AAAAAAAABG8/c7DitvJ_sP4/s320/all.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342444190965134834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/66907947729148891-5855311839333335386?l=atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com/feeds/5855311839333335386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=66907947729148891&amp;postID=5855311839333335386&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66907947729148891/posts/default/5855311839333335386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66907947729148891/posts/default/5855311839333335386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com/2009/05/summer-movie-blockbustering.html' title='Summer movie blockbustering'/><author><name>Angelene Tang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09215374019549668237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_kE-Psn9WI/SYJgQRJL0bI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2IiqNd4QcFs/s1600-R/n510488614_1916049_9227.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_kE-Psn9WI/Sh8hxMFzpBI/AAAAAAAABGE/3zLmGgYXhFM/s72-c/startrekcrewbanner.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66907947729148891.post-440699238158303581</id><published>2009-05-28T17:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T17:18:19.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh oh i just realized I did not post this up in any of my blogs =)</title><content type='html'>So here whheeeeeee here it is people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="660" height="525"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/uAHBdriertw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uAHBdriertw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&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/66907947729148891-440699238158303581?l=atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com/feeds/440699238158303581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=66907947729148891&amp;postID=440699238158303581&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66907947729148891/posts/default/440699238158303581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66907947729148891/posts/default/440699238158303581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com/2009/05/oh-oh-i-just-realized-i-did-not-post.html' title='Oh oh i just realized I did not post this up in any of my blogs =)'/><author><name>Angelene Tang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09215374019549668237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_kE-Psn9WI/SYJgQRJL0bI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2IiqNd4QcFs/s1600-R/n510488614_1916049_9227.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66907947729148891.post-8137840260600262374</id><published>2009-05-25T06:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T09:14:51.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jumping June</title><content type='html'>Yay! He got me jellyteddy =) after all lovelovelove S2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said: Waahhhhh!!! This year past so fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I thought to myself, yea, it's almost half a year gone and we are still together. I love you more than ever despise all the horrible horrible arguments =( Two more months and I'll be off to my internship yay! I'm finally done with the first step of what leads to earning those ka-chings then I'll be stuck at a crossroad again; to continue studying or slack or work?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hmm hhmmm hmmmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N_kE-Psn9WI/ShnQaMky5aI/AAAAAAAABFs/ck-HWNwqw-Y/s1600-h/IMG_0525.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N_kE-Psn9WI/ShnQaMky5aI/AAAAAAAABFs/ck-HWNwqw-Y/s400/IMG_0525.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339527981695165858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Happeeeeehaaapppeeeeee lovelovelove luuurrrvvveeee&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/66907947729148891-8137840260600262374?l=atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com/feeds/8137840260600262374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=66907947729148891&amp;postID=8137840260600262374&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66907947729148891/posts/default/8137840260600262374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66907947729148891/posts/default/8137840260600262374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com/2009/05/jumping-june.html' title='Jumping June'/><author><name>Angelene Tang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09215374019549668237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_kE-Psn9WI/SYJgQRJL0bI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2IiqNd4QcFs/s1600-R/n510488614_1916049_9227.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N_kE-Psn9WI/ShnQaMky5aI/AAAAAAAABFs/ck-HWNwqw-Y/s72-c/IMG_0525.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66907947729148891.post-8145863451379403130</id><published>2009-05-22T02:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T02:29:11.767+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yay! Facebook =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;LOOK! I didn't know fb is so personal, they actually wished me Happy Birthday haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_kE-Psn9WI/ShWb3eIYi-I/AAAAAAAABFk/rFGg9ib5xgA/s1600-h/fb2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_kE-Psn9WI/ShWb3eIYi-I/AAAAAAAABFk/rFGg9ib5xgA/s400/fb2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338344310600928226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thank you thank you =)&lt;br /&gt;I L&lt;3VE Facebook&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/66907947729148891-8145863451379403130?l=atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com/feeds/8145863451379403130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=66907947729148891&amp;postID=8145863451379403130&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66907947729148891/posts/default/8145863451379403130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66907947729148891/posts/default/8145863451379403130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com/2009/05/yay-facebook.html' title='Yay! Facebook =)'/><author><name>Angelene Tang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09215374019549668237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_kE-Psn9WI/SYJgQRJL0bI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2IiqNd4QcFs/s1600-R/n510488614_1916049_9227.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_kE-Psn9WI/ShWb3eIYi-I/AAAAAAAABFk/rFGg9ib5xgA/s72-c/fb2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66907947729148891.post-1445106882075846669</id><published>2009-05-21T18:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T19:34:55.444+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Laziness strikes</title><content type='html'>I'm dead and goonnneeeee ahhahahahahaaaa I've been so freaking lazy I rarely blog or go to classes wahhahahahaaa and I couldn't care less. My weekly classes are only 2 and a half days and with that I can still skip classes this really shows how hopeless at am. At least I've not gotten any absentism letters yet and it's past half the semester.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Okay here's a picture showing you how I look now.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_kE-Psn9WI/ShU8ElaPRqI/AAAAAAAABFc/l-6WEL-7mgk/s1600-h/me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_kE-Psn9WI/ShU8ElaPRqI/AAAAAAAABFc/l-6WEL-7mgk/s400/me.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338238982776899234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I want to get my hair dyed!!! Burgundy? Red? Or just brown? Me want color color color&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/66907947729148891-1445106882075846669?l=atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com/feeds/1445106882075846669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=66907947729148891&amp;postID=1445106882075846669&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66907947729148891/posts/default/1445106882075846669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66907947729148891/posts/default/1445106882075846669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com/2009/05/laziness-strikes.html' title='Laziness strikes'/><author><name>Angelene Tang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09215374019549668237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_kE-Psn9WI/SYJgQRJL0bI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2IiqNd4QcFs/s1600-R/n510488614_1916049_9227.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_kE-Psn9WI/ShU8ElaPRqI/AAAAAAAABFc/l-6WEL-7mgk/s72-c/me.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66907947729148891.post-4320306790185498011</id><published>2009-05-03T18:24:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T17:26:52.894+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stuff'/><title type='text'>My friends are ENTREPRENEURS(not suitable for testosterone charged human)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;See, most of my girl friends are now living the life in KL and some turned themselves into KLites, no they don't exactly party like those KL 'hotties' but yea they are into online blogshops. They sell clothes and accessories using blog pages. The items are sorta cute and interesting, so here are the links &lt;a href="http://www.abunchofwildflowers.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.abunchofwildflowers.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://the7th-day.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://the7th-day.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And below are the print screen of a few designs on sale on their page currently. Check it's availability individually =) happpppeeeee shopping people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 413px; height: 250px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3405/3497533998_41b7097a62.jpg" alt="http://www.abunchofwildflowers.blogspot.com/" align="center" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 412px; height: 257px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3564/3496833857_b556549365.jpg" alt="http://the7th-day.blogspot.com" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/66907947729148891-4320306790185498011?l=atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com/feeds/4320306790185498011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=66907947729148891&amp;postID=4320306790185498011&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66907947729148891/posts/default/4320306790185498011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66907947729148891/posts/default/4320306790185498011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-friends-are-entrepreneursnot.html' title='My friends are ENTREPRENEURS(not suitable for testosterone charged human)'/><author><name>Angelene Tang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09215374019549668237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_kE-Psn9WI/SYJgQRJL0bI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2IiqNd4QcFs/s1600-R/n510488614_1916049_9227.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3405/3497533998_41b7097a62_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66907947729148891.post-6590355342210861223</id><published>2009-04-28T20:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T20:20:22.792+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To post or not to post, that IS ze question</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hmmmm should I or shouldn't I link everyone to my current blogspot now? I've been writing and posting stuff on multiply for a few years now I think it's time for a change. Nope I'm not jumping on the bandwagon coz I've already got this account way before when I first started on multiply I just did not post anything up here. It was either I was too lazy or I find blogger lack of features; no photo album, videos, less friends etc. Or was it because in multiply it was less publicized hmmm you won't pop-out as much as using a blogger platform. Oh well...... so I think I should start relinking people =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todddlllllleeeeesssss looooooooo&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/66907947729148891-6590355342210861223?l=atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com/feeds/6590355342210861223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=66907947729148891&amp;postID=6590355342210861223&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66907947729148891/posts/default/6590355342210861223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66907947729148891/posts/default/6590355342210861223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com/2009/04/to-post-or-not-to-post-that-is-ze.html' title='To post or not to post, that IS ze question'/><author><name>Angelene Tang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09215374019549668237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_kE-Psn9WI/SYJgQRJL0bI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2IiqNd4QcFs/s1600-R/n510488614_1916049_9227.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66907947729148891.post-1632128741841099092</id><published>2009-04-23T02:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T06:48:02.868+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All I want is........</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://iluvmyself.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/Se@WmwoKCEYAAFZcsZY1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.iluvmyself.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/Se@WmwoKCEYAAFZcsZY1/25869888259001l.jpg?et=dQQqKZ7SNB9Yn4V3D6nhlQ&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to have a winter day and be 3 years younger.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;I want the snow I want the chilly cold breeze. I want perfect complexion and efficient public transportation with civilized passengers. Hmmm with Mika's Happy Ending playing on my podpod =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;" href="http://iluvmyself.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/Se@W-woKCEYAAGSJzDM1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.iluvmyself.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/Se@W-woKCEYAAGSJzDM1/SP-A0153.jpg?et=lDFGjzvSjUsCUz9jfTU56g&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can I have my foreign vacation now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/66907947729148891-1632128741841099092?l=atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com/feeds/1632128741841099092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=66907947729148891&amp;postID=1632128741841099092&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66907947729148891/posts/default/1632128741841099092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66907947729148891/posts/default/1632128741841099092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com/2009/04/all-i-want-is_23.html' title='All I want is........'/><author><name>Angelene Tang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09215374019549668237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_kE-Psn9WI/SYJgQRJL0bI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2IiqNd4QcFs/s1600-R/n510488614_1916049_9227.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66907947729148891.post-5249406335610231919</id><published>2009-04-06T12:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T07:54:41.631+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Scream till you die err!</title><content type='html'>Tell me what can be any worst than having your dad at your concert and then to find out a few seconds later he died of heart attack while watching you rocking on stage. This is what happened to one of Muse's drummer, Dominic Howard's dad. You know what he said after that? He was proud that his dad watched one of their best show before he died. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hmm whattason. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/66907947729148891-5249406335610231919?l=atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com/feeds/5249406335610231919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=66907947729148891&amp;postID=5249406335610231919&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66907947729148891/posts/default/5249406335610231919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66907947729148891/posts/default/5249406335610231919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com/2009/04/scream-till-you-die-err.html' title='Scream till you die err!'/><author><name>Angelene Tang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09215374019549668237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_kE-Psn9WI/SYJgQRJL0bI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2IiqNd4QcFs/s1600-R/n510488614_1916049_9227.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66907947729148891.post-7511328383983291619</id><published>2009-04-01T16:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T23:12:40.595+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='giggles'/><title type='text'>I've been going with a poor little boy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;....... who stuffs himself with buns and squeezes a bottle of miserable mineral water under his armpit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N_kE-Psn9WI/SdMxxSckbgI/AAAAAAAAA0U/SPLFGEzGWsQ/s1600-h/Sony+HP+cam.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N_kE-Psn9WI/SdMxxSckbgI/AAAAAAAAA0U/SPLFGEzGWsQ/s400/Sony+HP+cam.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319650307689704962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N_kE-Psn9WI/SdM0EAiY00I/AAAAAAAAA0c/LSB9y5cgn38/s1600-h/Sony+HP+cam1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N_kE-Psn9WI/SdM0EAiY00I/AAAAAAAAA0c/LSB9y5cgn38/s400/Sony+HP+cam1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319652828323042114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Those aren't exactly cheap buns though, they are 2 yummylicious candy-like donuts. Plus plus ice lemon tea in that bottle under his armpit LOL *teeheheee*&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/66907947729148891-7511328383983291619?l=atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com/feeds/7511328383983291619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=66907947729148891&amp;postID=7511328383983291619&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66907947729148891/posts/default/7511328383983291619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66907947729148891/posts/default/7511328383983291619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com/2009/04/ive-been-going-with-poor-little-boy.html' title='I&apos;ve been going with a poor little boy'/><author><name>Angelene Tang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09215374019549668237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_kE-Psn9WI/SYJgQRJL0bI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2IiqNd4QcFs/s1600-R/n510488614_1916049_9227.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N_kE-Psn9WI/SdMxxSckbgI/AAAAAAAAA0U/SPLFGEzGWsQ/s72-c/Sony+HP+cam.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66907947729148891.post-2875781703651824626</id><published>2009-03-30T08:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T12:59:30.015+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wheeeee yay!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;Guess what I've got? Guess guess guess omg drooolllssss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;Thanks mumsie thanks daddyoooooo!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;*heartheartheart* loving it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;" src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/love.png"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;ok toddlesssss i'm gonna read the manual now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/66907947729148891-2875781703651824626?l=atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com/feeds/2875781703651824626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=66907947729148891&amp;postID=2875781703651824626&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66907947729148891/posts/default/2875781703651824626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66907947729148891/posts/default/2875781703651824626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com/2009/03/wheeeee-yay.html' title='Wheeeee yay!'/><author><name>Angelene Tang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09215374019549668237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_kE-Psn9WI/SYJgQRJL0bI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2IiqNd4QcFs/s1600-R/n510488614_1916049_9227.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66907947729148891.post-1492915436452228516</id><published>2009-03-27T02:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T07:22:04.302+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Urghhhh!!! What an inconvenient D-awg!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>  &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://iluvmyself.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/ScwM1goKCEYAAEbFUFE1"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.iluvmyself.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/ScwM1goKCEYAAEbFUFE1/exam-paper-copy.jpg?et=HSkjboPFjjetv%2BrYEAEIBA&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;font-weight: bold;"&gt;I hate you! I hate you! I hate you!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Verdana;font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;font-weight: bold;"&gt;You're the fucking first I got.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Verdana;font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;font-weight: bold;"&gt;You bloody scarred me aarrrgghhhh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Verdana;font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;font-weight: bold;"&gt;Go away be gone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Verdana;font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;font-weight: bold;"&gt;I never want to see you again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Verdana;font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kapish?!! Fuck off!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/angry.png"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;    &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/66907947729148891-1492915436452228516?l=atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com/feeds/1492915436452228516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=66907947729148891&amp;postID=1492915436452228516&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66907947729148891/posts/default/1492915436452228516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66907947729148891/posts/default/1492915436452228516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com/2009/03/urghhhh-what-inconvenient-d-awg.html' title='Urghhhh!!! What an inconvenient D-awg!!!!!!'/><author><name>Angelene Tang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09215374019549668237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_kE-Psn9WI/SYJgQRJL0bI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2IiqNd4QcFs/s1600-R/n510488614_1916049_9227.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66907947729148891.post-5648459766202834081</id><published>2009-03-25T02:44:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T23:15:58.431+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kl'/><title type='text'>Hehe *snickersnicker* and mars too</title><content type='html'>They don't know LOL. I guess they will find out soon enough when I decide to tell them. As for now toddlelooooooooo =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N_kE-Psn9WI/Sckzw710MoI/AAAAAAAAAkc/wDq8LNhX-jA/s1600-h/P1010717i.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N_kE-Psn9WI/Sckzw710MoI/AAAAAAAAAkc/wDq8LNhX-jA/s400/P1010717i.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316837750877729410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(observe that chick behind us, hehe see what we have in common?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: Sunburst was the bomb! Love it! Sweat it! Scream it! Will write about that tomorrow or the day after =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nitey nite&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/66907947729148891-5648459766202834081?l=atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com/feeds/5648459766202834081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=66907947729148891&amp;postID=5648459766202834081&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66907947729148891/posts/default/5648459766202834081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66907947729148891/posts/default/5648459766202834081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com/2009/03/hehe-snickersnicker-and-mars-too.html' title='Hehe *snickersnicker* and mars too'/><author><name>Angelene Tang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09215374019549668237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_kE-Psn9WI/SYJgQRJL0bI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2IiqNd4QcFs/s1600-R/n510488614_1916049_9227.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N_kE-Psn9WI/Sckzw710MoI/AAAAAAAAAkc/wDq8LNhX-jA/s72-c/P1010717i.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66907947729148891.post-3503130599135670600</id><published>2009-03-24T03:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T06:43:43.974+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You just have to hate them</title><content type='html'>Once or twice in your life there will be people who you just have to hate and they are the ones that trigger the psychoness out of you even on a warm bright sunny day with an arc of rainbow cascading the most bluest sky you have ever seen. OK now let me list down those people who I think you need to hate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your gf/bf exes or your exes' gf/bf(applies if you haven't exactly gotten over them)&lt;br /&gt;Your exes(applies if the both of you aren't in good terms though it has been year)&lt;br /&gt;The bitch in school&lt;br /&gt;Mr/Ms know it all&lt;br /&gt;Retarded-ly nuisance question asking classmates&lt;br /&gt;The gossip mongers&lt;br /&gt;The IT girl&lt;br /&gt;Fucktards&lt;br /&gt;Fuckface&lt;br /&gt;Snobs(I'm somebody and your a nobody)&lt;br /&gt;Brats&lt;br /&gt;Rich kids&lt;br /&gt;Hip hoppers(those who think this is all about chics, sex, blings and glam life)&lt;br /&gt;People who tries too hard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you and goodnight. Will expand the list when I find more of these people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/66907947729148891-3503130599135670600?l=atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com/feeds/3503130599135670600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=66907947729148891&amp;postID=3503130599135670600&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66907947729148891/posts/default/3503130599135670600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66907947729148891/posts/default/3503130599135670600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com/2009/03/you-just-have-to-hate-them.html' title='You just have to hate them'/><author><name>Angelene Tang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09215374019549668237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_kE-Psn9WI/SYJgQRJL0bI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2IiqNd4QcFs/s1600-R/n510488614_1916049_9227.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66907947729148891.post-6852544999873976382</id><published>2009-03-17T23:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T23:15:14.218+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='giggles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kl'/><title type='text'>Here's the story about the 1:45 HOUR U-TURN EXPRESSWAY Part DEUX</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia,times new roman,times,serif;" &gt;.........part numero UNO continues from here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia,times new roman,times,serif;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N_kE-Psn9WI/ScGvvjviwMI/AAAAAAAAAa8/Vs_0bstfvJA/s1600-h/cupcake2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N_kE-Psn9WI/ScGvvjviwMI/AAAAAAAAAa8/Vs_0bstfvJA/s400/cupcake2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314722266857259202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;Next we headed across the street to chill at The Cur&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;v&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;es&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;We had our blissful cupcakes and choco ice blended. What can I say? YUMYUMYUM!!! After a long tiring squeezing through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt; people and li&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;ne&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;queuing this is the remedy to all evils. We spent almost an hour there before we decided that it's finally time to hit th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;e hi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;ghway. We snap, sip, gulp, flip, chat, flap, clap........ then off we went. Lookin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;g for the Sungai Buloh Burger King coz Joann&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;a promised her parents &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;to pack them back one each. The jayboy blindly followed the signs with one exhausted loo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;king live on the backseat that fell &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;asleep the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;very minute we got back on the road and one more chaboh on the passenger seat that wakes up on and off to check back on him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;We took the Damansara exit instead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt; of the usual highway going all th &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;way back to the city coz we didn't want to endure the traffic we just went through not too many hours ago. Guess what?!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;*@!!*&amp;amp;*(%$!~% we &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;phucking&lt;/span&gt; got lost in some kampung looking road with misleading signs that are supposed to take us back to the highway heading to Ipoh/KL. We were in Kuala freaking &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;Selangor or were we in Sungai Buloh kampung coz we saw signs that say Sungai Buloh Penjara hohohohooooo!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N_kE-Psn9WI/ScGv7wFx6cI/AAAAAAAAAbE/XgWqDmh9rLA/s1600-h/jangejos2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N_kE-Psn9WI/ScGv7wFx6cI/AAAAAAAAAbE/XgWqDmh9rLA/s400/jangejos2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314722476330183106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;In the midst of all these detours Joanna finally woke up feeling groggy. She asked, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"Where the HEC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;K are we?!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;What were we suppose to say? Like god knows man!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;The next thing we know we finally found a small uneven road that brought us back out to Gutherie Highway. What is a Gutherie wei? But it sure seems lik&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;e we are on the right track till we reached a toll. It's the bloody toll entering KL fro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;m the south. Oh-my-freaking-god we took the highway that was leading us to Johor Bahru. So we asked the toll attendant how far are we from the Sungai Buloh exit knowing that w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;e are on the wrong side of the highway. She pointed us to the al&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;most correct path that got the driver so confused("Sg, Buloh belum sampai lagi, selepas Rawang.") coz he was thinking looking at the high from their other approaching side.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;Phew we fin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;ally got to Sg. Buloh rest stop but knowing that we're &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;on the wrong side of the highway and if we don't take a u-turn we can't get back to our journey home. We were &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;THIS&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;close to get to Burger King, all we needed to do now was get out of the car walk past A&amp;amp;W and tadaaaaa we are there. Drove past it stopped at the petrol station and I went down to asked the cashier where do we u-turn to get back to the other side of the highway. Ok! I got 2 very different answers:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;First, the cashier said: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Selepas tol boleh pusing balik."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;Then c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;ame the store manager I guess, he came out from the store&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt; room saying: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Mesti exit balik Damansara dulu."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;I didn't know which was the right one so being a messenger I delivered the message la. Really alamak okay if we have to go all the way &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;back to Damansara coz it's phucking far away from where we were. When we got to the toll, th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;e actual Sungai Buloh Plus Highway toll which consist of an amazing stretch of 20 lanes.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;(BE ALERT! WE ARE ALMOST AT THE CLIMAX YO!!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N_kE-Psn9WI/ScG5LpW9QaI/AAAAAAAAAbM/_oAkUkRNKts/s1600-h/jangejos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 225px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N_kE-Psn9WI/ScG5LpW9QaI/AAAAAAAAAbM/_oAkUkRNKts/s400/jangejos.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314732645005738402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;Paid the toll then asked the toll person again, where is the bloody U-TURN, she was like, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Sana, tengah-tengah sana boleh u-turn." &lt;/span&gt;We were so alert looking for it coz it was really &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;when she said "tengah-tengah sana", goddamnit! she was right. There w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;as actually a tiny &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;opening in between the stretch of 20 lanes for a U-TURN. We were on the last lane daringly cut through 10 frigging lanes to get to the center. Th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;is is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt; where Joanna's infamous line &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;"I'll cover" &lt;/span&gt;using my mini boxing gloves on a stick cum neck massager comes in. She randomly swooshed that out from the back seat pocket wound down the window and flagged cars down letting them know the suuuuuppaaaahhhh MyVi is gonna do the stunt of cutting through from&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt; lane 10 to lane 1 to get to the middle. And then the process repeat coz we had to get to the lane at the very end for the other side of the highway too as t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;he &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'Lorong Tunai'&lt;/span&gt; i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;s at the very &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;end. Gosh gosh gish gush mush lush bush aaAAaaahHHHhh I was screaming &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! SHITTTTTT THERE'S A CAR COMIIIIIINNNGGGGG ON THE LEFT NOOOOOOOO!!!!!"&lt;/span&gt; The Jayster sorta had that look that he was gonna pee in his pants on his face and LOL c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;old sweat was running down his forehead.&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Pheewwww!!! We survived thank god! Isn't it obvious I'm now here telling you what actually happened. Mission accomplished when we finally got to the Restoran Jejantas Sg. Buloh on the correct side of the highway. Jo bought he desired BKs plus &lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;some other side orders and we got another burger to share to ease the thump&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ing heart plus a yummylicious BK ice-cream cone. We were occupying the best seats in the house eagerly catching our movie: The Federal Highway at BK. Superb view from our&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; spot, comfy seats with good snacks LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://iluvmyself.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/ScC7xwoKCEYAABynEKs1"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.iluvmyself.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/ScC-kAoKCEYAAA1ccKw1/federal.jpg?et=hQo2NblN74ZiGIkDo%2B5hdw&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jangejo's Journey to the Center or BK and Federal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ratings for THIS entire movie/journey on the highway is as stated as below together with the genre and budget of the film.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://iluvmyself.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/ScCmPQoKCEYAADoJOmE1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.iluvmyself.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/ScCmPQoKCEYAADoJOmE1/jangejos3.jpg?et=ljH10wtef97BCmQOcU6xCw&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the actors are:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://iluvmyself.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/ScDR3goKCEYAAARyv341"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 201px; height: 284px;" src="http://images.iluvmyself.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/ScDR3goKCEYAAARyv341/jo.jpg?et=tjF6%2CDDa9s%2CF0x7TvHeiWw&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joanna Kwan Shyu Chi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://iluvmyself.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/ScDSiAoKCEYAABvLMqY1"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 260px; height: 190px;" src="http://images.iluvmyself.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/ScDSiAoKCEYAABvLMqY1/weird.jpg?et=hR1yeWhpnbD3ZOfcnXncLw&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angelene Tang Mei Yee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://iluvmyself.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/ScDa1AoKCEYAAHtiUgA1"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 165px; height: 293px;" src="http://images.iluvmyself.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/ScDa1AoKCEYAAHtiUgA1/jay.jpg?et=PGknPMiKntEgzVQ1YgeTQg&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sanjay Subramaniam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;aka the Jangejos!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, presenting to you the STAR of the entire journey. We wouldn't have gotten anywhere without it. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;MyWHEEEEEEEE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://iluvmyself.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/ScDdtAoKCEYAAGX6ocM1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.iluvmyself.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/ScDdtAoKCEYAAGX6ocM1/myvi.jpg?et=4N6PBjJhbwWMZPJ%2Be%2CN8kA&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We all finally got home just a little past midnight. What a trip?! It took us half a day 12 HOURS for a usual 4 hours drive home. Shucks but it's priceless. Try it yourself especially the 20 lanes stunt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;          &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/66907947729148891-6852544999873976382?l=atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com/feeds/6852544999873976382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=66907947729148891&amp;postID=6852544999873976382&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66907947729148891/posts/default/6852544999873976382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66907947729148891/posts/default/6852544999873976382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com/2009/03/here-story-about-145-hour-u-turn.html' title='Here&amp;#39;s the story about the 1:45 HOUR U-TURN EXPRESSWAY Part DEUX'/><author><name>Angelene Tang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09215374019549668237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_kE-Psn9WI/SYJgQRJL0bI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2IiqNd4QcFs/s1600-R/n510488614_1916049_9227.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N_kE-Psn9WI/ScGvvjviwMI/AAAAAAAAAa8/Vs_0bstfvJA/s72-c/cupcake2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66907947729148891.post-4864011797290126933</id><published>2009-03-16T22:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T02:10:01.345+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Am I or am I not? Hohohohoooooo!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-size: 150%;font-weight: bold;text-align: center;margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt;Sexy Popular Giirl&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://cdn.applatform.com/img/?id=363320&amp;h=47824632c363ae18a232c33468e1d1c8a98f47fa" alt="" border="0"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;font-size: 120%;"&gt;Everyone knows you. You look great and know this. You use this advantage and sometimes get in trouble with jealous girls because of that. You have many friends, female like male, but no or only a few really deep relationships. You don't know that theres a beauty inside of every woman, that is deeper than any physical beauty. Try to find your inner strengths and charme so you can shine from the inside out. :) Try to be kind and helpfull. Don't always think about yorself or your look - it is the inner woman people are waiting to see of you!&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/66907947729148891-4864011797290126933?l=atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com/feeds/4864011797290126933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=66907947729148891&amp;postID=4864011797290126933&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66907947729148891/posts/default/4864011797290126933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66907947729148891/posts/default/4864011797290126933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com/2009/03/am-i-or-am-i-not-hohohohoooooo.html' title='Am I or am I not? Hohohohoooooo!!!'/><author><name>Angelene Tang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09215374019549668237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_kE-Psn9WI/SYJgQRJL0bI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2IiqNd4QcFs/s1600-R/n510488614_1916049_9227.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66907947729148891.post-4315831529785804796</id><published>2009-03-14T15:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T23:16:30.133+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kl'/><title type='text'>Here's the story about the 1:45 HOUR UTURN EXPRESSWAY Part numero UNO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;      &lt;span style="font-family:georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;So the jangejos (Sanjay, Angelene and Joanna) took a 3 day trip down to the city. The journey down was a-okay like any other road trips. However the series of unexpected events that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt; occur was uncountable. Let me start at the point I can remember or that very point that seems to be the climax of our story.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;So it was Sunday, time for us to drive back. I said and made the boy prom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;ise to get us back in Penang by afternoon. Us being us the lazy bums that sleep till the sun rises up straight in the sky. We woke up at about 11.30am, showered, packed, got ready and checked out of the hotel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_kE-Psn9WI/ScDoF42vcTI/AAAAAAAAAa0/dk8WzptFP-c/s1600-h/meBK.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 225px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_kE-Psn9WI/ScDoF42vcTI/AAAAAAAAAa0/dk8WzptFP-c/s400/meBK.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314502748156162354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;Of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;course we had to have our BK (Burger King) before leaving KL, so we munched and chomped down our BK lunch. I had my Single Black Pepper Whopper, Jo had Mushroom Swiss I guess and the greedy Jayboy had to order &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;his all time favourite Double Whopper with cheese. We also ordered extra Chicken Tenders coz they are the yummers way better than KFC nuggets or even McD nuggets.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(OMG!~ I look so chinky out from the kampung in this pic)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;We had our tummy filled we were content but Jo had to ta pau some burgers back for her la familia but she didn't want to get them in the BK in Subang knowing that there's another BK on the highway, Restoran Jejantas, Sg. Buloh. As we walked out the BK in Subang, we saw this Malay dude lying dead right in front of where we parked. He was sleeping/fainted/drunk right under some shady trees. We figured he wasn't dead or robbed since he still had his cool black looking Converse on his feet. Then we saw him changed position so we left him and didn't call the police.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;" href="http://iluvmyself.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/Sb6o0AoKCEYAADaJJn41"&gt;&lt;img class="aligncenter" src="http://images.iluvmyself.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/Sb6o0AoKCEYAADaJJn41/jay.jpg?et=yWCZzuphILHpFmx36UTtOw&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;After having lunch we were still earl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;y so 'someone' suggested we should watch a movie or in Cineleisure. On we go thinking that we are driving to Damansara and hah! kaboom we took a wrong turning had to travel all the way to the city instead. Stressful weekend traffic in the city got us stuck there for a whole 45 minutes or so. As we've already wasted time there so we decided not to catch a movie but to walk around in Ikea for the clearance sale they are having fro the month. And yes! When we got there we got stuck in between again for another whole 20 freaking minutes just to get into the car park. When we got to the Ikea entrance these donkeys wanted to smoke so they stood outside puffing and I was nicely enjoying the breezy air condition inside LOL yay! And zhen the both of them was suddenly so intrigued by this magic-a-thingy:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_kE-Psn9WI/ScDnzAUSj_I/AAAAAAAAAas/aMGeOxyMUXI/s1600-h/jaysmoke.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 225px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_kE-Psn9WI/ScDnzAUSj_I/AAAAAAAAAas/aMGeOxyMUXI/s400/jaysmoke.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314502423741632498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;I call it the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Smokalator 3000.&lt;/span&gt; Smoke/vapour/smog/air was literally coming out of it. How is that possible when you kill your cigarettes on the grills on top and then throws the bud inside. Hmm the only possibility is there's water in this tank looking thingy. But........ smoke/vapour/smog/air keeps on blowing out non-stop. So what is this actually?&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;Ikea was so crowded filled with families especially kids running around thinking it's a playground. Goodness gracious! The queue was HORRORble, luckily we got into the fast lane, paid and chao-ed. Jo got most of the aunty-ish stuff her mum told her to get so did the Jay he bought household stuff for his grandma. As for me I bought some usual nonsense, multi-purpose organizer in various colors and a lint roller LOL "Why the heck do you need that? You don't even have a doggie, Angelene!" Joanna shouted at me for picking that up.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;........ to be continue look out for part Deux&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/66907947729148891-4315831529785804796?l=atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com/feeds/4315831529785804796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=66907947729148891&amp;postID=4315831529785804796&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66907947729148891/posts/default/4315831529785804796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66907947729148891/posts/default/4315831529785804796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com/2009/03/here-story-about-145-hour-uturn.html' title='Here&amp;#39;s the story about the 1:45 HOUR UTURN EXPRESSWAY Part numero UNO'/><author><name>Angelene Tang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09215374019549668237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_kE-Psn9WI/SYJgQRJL0bI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2IiqNd4QcFs/s1600-R/n510488614_1916049_9227.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_kE-Psn9WI/ScDoF42vcTI/AAAAAAAAAa0/dk8WzptFP-c/s72-c/meBK.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66907947729148891.post-3550065616859613615</id><published>2009-03-10T00:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T02:09:39.874+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun and excitement'/><title type='text'>Stay tuned for this coming to your 15-inch monitor soon</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_kE-Psn9WI/SbVJHo9f3ZI/AAAAAAAAAK0/PjSyV6VjmMc/s1600-h/streetsign.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_kE-Psn9WI/SbVJHo9f3ZI/AAAAAAAAAK0/PjSyV6VjmMc/s400/streetsign.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311231731156639122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hahahhahaaa the adventure of 3 donkeys, The Jangejo's.&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/66907947729148891-3550065616859613615?l=atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com/feeds/3550065616859613615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=66907947729148891&amp;postID=3550065616859613615&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66907947729148891/posts/default/3550065616859613615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66907947729148891/posts/default/3550065616859613615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com/2009/03/stay-tuned-for-this-coming-to-your-15.html' title='Stay tuned for this coming to your 15-inch monitor soon'/><author><name>Angelene Tang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09215374019549668237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_kE-Psn9WI/SYJgQRJL0bI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2IiqNd4QcFs/s1600-R/n510488614_1916049_9227.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_kE-Psn9WI/SbVJHo9f3ZI/AAAAAAAAAK0/PjSyV6VjmMc/s72-c/streetsign.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66907947729148891.post-6673922482834702569</id><published>2009-03-04T21:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T20:20:06.791+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Randomity</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Semester done. Waiting for finals.&lt;br&gt;Short sem= death. It's alright I'm gonna be revived soon.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Tonnes and loads of late night digging my eyes out facing the glaring monitor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://iluvmyself.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/Sa7H-QoKCEYAAByXYyI1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.iluvmyself.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/Sa7H-QoKCEYAAByXYyI1/DSC00385.JPG?et=RmyQHnKpm6P%2CU0qVkANWXA&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;My eyes look exactly like this these days with that very cheezy smile. Coz I'm gaga, YESH! Ooohhh lalalaaa btw check out Lady Gaga's The Fame like so frecking awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" class="insertedphoto"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got fat. Yay!?&lt;br&gt;Erm I'm worried about presentation tomorrow. But yea I have a matching top and bottom plus my Jeffrey Campbells *winks*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://iluvmyself.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/Sa7H-QoKCEYAAByXYyI1"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddle" src="http://images.iluvmyself.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/Sa7JRgoKCEYAADnL7Jk1/Jeffrey-campbell.jpg?et=EY%2CIuzVe7FUNz6GiaBT0qA&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Looking forward to the 2 weeks of holidays. Leave me alone for the first 48hours. I want to lock myself in to recuperate before I come and play.&lt;br&gt;Oh oh I need to shop for a camera? Hmmm DSLR maybe, sneakers and random girlie stuff.&lt;br&gt;Excited abut the moolah that I'm gonna earn soon? Hahaaaa yay! yipeee my account has finally gone back to 4 digits today. Thank you thank you.&lt;br&gt;I need sleep. Bye run along zzzZZZzzZ.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://iluvmyself.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/Sa7H-QoKCEYAAByXYyI1"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://iluvmyself.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/Sa7H-QoKCEYAAByXYyI1"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/66907947729148891-6673922482834702569?l=atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com/feeds/6673922482834702569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=66907947729148891&amp;postID=6673922482834702569&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66907947729148891/posts/default/6673922482834702569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66907947729148891/posts/default/6673922482834702569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com/2009/03/randomity.html' title='Randomity'/><author><name>Angelene Tang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09215374019549668237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_kE-Psn9WI/SYJgQRJL0bI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2IiqNd4QcFs/s1600-R/n510488614_1916049_9227.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66907947729148891.post-1623869578652632484</id><published>2009-03-02T00:48:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T03:22:41.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flip a switch on 28th March</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3617/3292815218_75b6364348.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 250px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3617/3292815218_75b6364348.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3623/3320077962_3b4c7e0401.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 425px; height: 50px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3623/3320077962_3b4c7e0401.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Damn! I wanted to put a gadget of &lt;a href="http://www.earthhour.org/news/my:en"&gt;Earth Hour&lt;/a&gt; on my sidebar but it seems the url doesn't work. Anyway do check it out if you stumble across here =) Some of you may have already heard about it some may have not. &lt;a href="http://www.earthhour.org/action/my:en"&gt;Earth Hour&lt;/a&gt; is a movement that started in one city, Sydney back in 2007. The whole entire city flip a switch and that was it all the lights emitting from those high rises, skyscrapers, ad boards, signs, street lamps were all turned off for that very moment. It grew bigger into a global event by 2008, 35 countries 370 million cities participated; Golden Gate Bridge in San Francisco, Rome’s Colosseum, the Sydney Opera House and the Coca Cola billboard in Times Square all stood in darkness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1CRs-7lRlPo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1CRs-7lRlPo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year in 2009 with the goal of 1 billion people switching off their lights in hope to save the earth from global warming. This is a global vote, doesn't matter which country you are from or what color is your skin just VOTE EARTH. It is a global call to action for every individual, every business, and every community. Over 74 countries and territories have pledged their support to VOTE EARTH during Earth Hour 2009, and this number is growing everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zd1BsNvEXqo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zd1BsNvEXqo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;VOTE EARTH by simply switching off your lights for one hour, and join the world for Earth Hour.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;Saturday, March 28, 8:30-9:30pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/66907947729148891-1623869578652632484?l=atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.earthhour.org/action/my:en' title='Flip a switch on 28th March'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com/feeds/1623869578652632484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=66907947729148891&amp;postID=1623869578652632484&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66907947729148891/posts/default/1623869578652632484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66907947729148891/posts/default/1623869578652632484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com/2009/03/damn-i-wanted-to-put-gadget-of-earth.html' title='Flip a switch on 28th March'/><author><name>Angelene Tang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09215374019549668237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_kE-Psn9WI/SYJgQRJL0bI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2IiqNd4QcFs/s1600-R/n510488614_1916049_9227.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3623/3320077962_3b4c7e0401_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66907947729148891.post-6238960450890627563</id><published>2009-02-20T12:58:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T04:08:01.159+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='morning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life simplicity'/><title type='text'>What can be better than this?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Woken up by the voice of that particular someone to start of the day is one of the best morning pick me up. Other than that a bone chilling cold bath will definitely send the shiver done your spine to energize your whole entire body in a fraction of a second.So yea I woke up tad bit earlier than usual this morning ironically with no morning session classes. Today, I found out the joy of being awake this early not having to attend any classes to make time for yourself. Right now I'm enjoying my warm morning breakfast at Coffee Bean and Tea Leaf with wireless connection yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.thehelpgroup.org/images/coffee%20bean%20logo.jpg" style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 145px; height: 170px; " border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://my.jobstreet.com/jobs/2008/4/b/10/_pics/bverisl2a1.gif" style="text-align: right;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 68px; " border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N_kE-Psn9WI/SaL_U0XAvMI/AAAAAAAAAJA/_RjIqsV9ES4/s320/P1010551.JPG" style="text-align: center;float: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306084044113493186" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;A refreshing morning with my cuppa freshly brewed coffee and my vaio with me free to surf the web, edit, edit and edit pictures then post them up to wherever I want and write as many blog entries as I like because I have all the time in the world. Wooohoooo!!! Why? How? Class was canceled of course.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Note: Observe the product placements in the picture. Spot them!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Random eurekas I noticed on the breakfast table. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N_kE-Psn9WI/SZ5AbZWy6cI/AAAAAAAAAIg/6UCiAITN-Cc/s320/DSC00403.JPG" style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304748250496166338" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Heinz makes jam too? All along I thought the only manufacture soups and sauces.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N_kE-Psn9WI/SZ5AbQeZfbI/AAAAAAAAAIo/e8xmasyyKBs/s320/DSC00407.JPG" style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304748248112135602" /&gt;The brand of my favorite choco pudding, Elle &amp;amp; Vire yummmerrrss try the choc pudding only available at Cold Storage.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N_kE-Psn9WI/SZ5AbesWmOI/AAAAAAAAAIw/NpnQLABUWXE/s320/DSC00411.JPG" style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304748251928762594" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This is how my piece of panini toast looks with those spreads.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/66907947729148891-6238960450890627563?l=atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com/feeds/6238960450890627563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=66907947729148891&amp;postID=6238960450890627563&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66907947729148891/posts/default/6238960450890627563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66907947729148891/posts/default/6238960450890627563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com/2009/02/what-can-be-better-than-this.html' title='What can be better than this?!'/><author><name>Angelene Tang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09215374019549668237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_kE-Psn9WI/SYJgQRJL0bI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2IiqNd4QcFs/s1600-R/n510488614_1916049_9227.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N_kE-Psn9WI/SaL_U0XAvMI/AAAAAAAAAJA/_RjIqsV9ES4/s72-c/P1010551.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66907947729148891.post-3229771612021068774</id><published>2009-02-18T11:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T12:24:30.820+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life simplicity'/><title type='text'>Little tomyam school boy</title><content type='html'>I saw this kid returning home from school yesterday evening. So what's so different about it? Every kid does that unless you are a runaway kid la.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yea we were having dinner at this tom yam shack. A mini van school bus stopped next to the shack and this kid came down from the front seat; his dad/ bro who was the one serving us a minute ago helped him with his 'easy bag'(remember those noisily irritating roller bags?). He jumped down from the high front seat of the mini van with a magazine in his hand, walked to his mama who was cooking at the stove and got his plate of rice and chicken for early dinner. Being the cute obedient boy he washed his hands and started eating. Before he did that I looked and smiled. He actually smiled right back at me aaawwww what an adorable sight *melttttsssss* that just made my day. He continued, picked up his piece of chicken and took a barbaric bite out of it lol heheeeee then he used his fork and spoon for rice =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh boy! I want to see this lil tomyam boy again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: I miss the blue ballerina from Prima Tanjung.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/P/S: It doesn't quite matter if you have the $$$ money or not so long as your family is there for you. Well, which kid at that age worries about whether or not they have the $$$?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/66907947729148891-3229771612021068774?l=atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com/feeds/3229771612021068774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=66907947729148891&amp;postID=3229771612021068774&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66907947729148891/posts/default/3229771612021068774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66907947729148891/posts/default/3229771612021068774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com/2009/02/little-tomyam-school-boy.html' title='Little tomyam school boy'/><author><name>Angelene Tang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09215374019549668237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_kE-Psn9WI/SYJgQRJL0bI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2IiqNd4QcFs/s1600-R/n510488614_1916049_9227.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66907947729148891.post-5671621357655787257</id><published>2009-02-18T01:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T10:42:59.019+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let me show you HOW TO......</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N_kE-Psn9WI/SZrtQmEgyPI/AAAAAAAAAHI/EpTweenxyMg/s1600-h/mascara.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; clear: both; float: right;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N_kE-Psn9WI/SZrtQmEgyPI/AAAAAAAAAHI/EpTweenxyMg/s320/mascara.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;     While waiting for me to put on my base foundation and blush we dug my bag and decided to doll-up too while waiting for me. Ze boy anxiously found my mascara the very second he opened the bag. Without any pointers he applied it on himself like a pro. He was even ready to show the world a step-by-step instruction on "How to Apply Mascara for Long Curled-up Lashes Like Me". Isn't he a beau? Can you say METRO-sexual!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Silly boy panicked when he accidentally drew a line across his nose, cho cute wan. When he got everything he sriked a pose and smiled with his eyes ala Tyra Banks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_kE-Psn9WI/SZruK7oFkQI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/sYJYH3OsIiY/s1600-h/P1010481-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_kE-Psn9WI/SZruK7oFkQI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/sYJYH3OsIiY/s400/P1010481-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303813382754111746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Don't I look gorgeous?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: border; -moz-background-origin: padding; -moz-background-inline-policy: continuous;" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/66907947729148891-5671621357655787257?l=atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com/feeds/5671621357655787257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=66907947729148891&amp;postID=5671621357655787257&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66907947729148891/posts/default/5671621357655787257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66907947729148891/posts/default/5671621357655787257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com/2009/02/while-waiting-for-me-to-put-on-my-base.html' title='Let me show you HOW TO......'/><author><name>Angelene Tang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09215374019549668237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_kE-Psn9WI/SYJgQRJL0bI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2IiqNd4QcFs/s1600-R/n510488614_1916049_9227.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N_kE-Psn9WI/SZrtQmEgyPI/AAAAAAAAAHI/EpTweenxyMg/s72-c/mascara.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66907947729148891.post-5179234758506806278</id><published>2009-02-11T04:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T11:03:22.435+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mmnoommnnoomm FOOD FOOD FOOD!!!!!!1111</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 422px; height: 297px;" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_N_kE-Psn9WI/SYu0qxkqQHI/AAAAAAAAAEo/d3JDcyLQ9zA/s720/Bangkok%20Trip%20Jan%201-4%202009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Audrey's early birthday dinner at Harvey's, a local American style fine dining I guess? Omg! the food was so delicious-ly posh yet the bill only totaled up to merely RM 800 for 5 of us Mum, Dad, Aud, Lin and I. A meal complete with fresh lobster(chef's recommendation), Foei &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Gras, white cod, fresh huge oyster, tiger prawn and homemade vanilla bean ice-cream with choc brownie filled with warm fudge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 420px; height: 297px;" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_N_kE-Psn9WI/SYu0uIfyubI/AAAAAAAAAEw/XHEMaBMUXtE/s720/Bangkok%20Trip%20Jan%201-4%2020091.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simple dinner at this famous Thai restaurant which serves Northern Thai food, Somtam. From wikipedia:  &lt;b style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Som tam&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt; or &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Som tum&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt; (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Thai_language" title="Thai language"&gt;Thai&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://en.wiktionary.org/wiki/%E0%B8%AA%E0%B9%89%E0%B8%A1%E0%B8%95%E0%B8%B3" class="extiw" title="wikt:ส้มตำ"&gt;ส้มตำ&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;IPA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" title="Pronunciation in IPA" class="IPA" &gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Wikipedia:IPA" title="Wikipedia:IPA"&gt;[sôm ɗam]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;) also known as &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tam mak hoong&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt; (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lao_language" title="Lao language"&gt;Lao&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;: ຕໍາຫມາກຫຸ່ງ, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Isan_language" title="Isan language"&gt;Isan&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;: ตำมักหุ่ง, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/IPA" title="IPA" class="mw-redirect"&gt;IPA&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;: ɗam mak huŋ) is a spicy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Salad" title="Salad"&gt;salad&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt; made from shredded unripened &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Papaya" title="Papaya"&gt;papaya&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt; originally from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Laos" title="Laos"&gt;Laos&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt; and Lao-settled &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Isan" title="Isan"&gt;Isan&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt; region of northeastern Thailand. Variations of the dish are found throughout Laos and Thailand, as well as in the West, where it is more commonly known by its Thai version and Thai name. A similar dish is also eaten in Cambodia, where it is known as &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bok_l%27hong" title="Bok l'hong"&gt;bok l'hong&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;. It is often served with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sticky_rice" title="Sticky rice" class="mw-redirect"&gt;sticky rice&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt; (La&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;o: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://en.wiktionary.org/wiki/%E0%BB%80%E0%BA%82%E0%BA%BB%E0%BB%89%E0%BA%B2%E0%BB%9C%E0%BA%BD%E0%BA%A7" class="extiw" title="wikt:ເຂົ້າໜຽວ"&gt;ເຂົ້າໜຽວ&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;, Thai/Isan: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://en.wiktionary.org/wiki/%E0%B8%82%E0%B9%89%E0%B8%B2%E0%B8%A7%E0%B9%80%E0%B8%AB%E0%B8%99%E0%B8%B5%E0%B8%A2%E0%B8%A7" class="extiw" title="wikt:ข้าวเหนียว"&gt;ข้าวเหนียว&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;, IPA: kʰaːw nio) and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gai_yang" title="Gai yang"&gt;gai yang&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt; (Lao: ປິງໄກ່, IPA: piŋ gɑj, Isan: ไก่ย่าง, gɑj ɲːaŋ, Thai: ไก่ย่าง, IPA: gɑj jːaŋ). It is also sometimes served over &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rice_noodles" title="Rice noodles"&gt;rice noodles&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt; and raw vegetables to mitigate the spiciness of the dish, or simply as a snack by itself with crispy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pork_rinds" title="Pork rinds" class="mw-redirect"&gt;pork rinds&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh I was practically scratching my back the whole time. Was in this stuffy taxi on the way there I guess there was where I caught the itch then I was sitting at the corner of the eating booth. The planks and the darkness made it all more itchy so scratch scratch I'd show you the big of that patch of rash I took but yea it will definitely gross you out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 419px; height: 295px;" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_N_kE-Psn9WI/SYu0vj7twlI/AAAAAAAAAE4/54GKc14bLfA/s720/Bangkok%20Trip%20Jan%201-4%2020092.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took the river ride on Chao Phraya and ended up eating at this expensive catered for tourist place. Most of the decor looks like stuff ah mo left at the restaurant. The boards and signs look very 60s pin-up girl with some quotes from wise authors. There were also rows and rows of expensive wine displayed in a glass casing. Dunno la if there are empty or unopened. The food was lousy, just for show only. Thai pineapple fried rice tasted bland with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;banyak-banyak &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;prawns, mum's rice with chicken or something tasted okay because of the gravy, the paad thai I had wasn't too bad I liked the peanutey taste of it lastly the fish cake or was it the prawn cake? Oh well I guess it wasn't all that tasty that's why I barely remember what it was. The only thing I really liked was the drinks my ice lmon tea has a different hint in it and Audrey's thai coffee is so special!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" class="insertedphoto"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/66907947729148891-5179234758506806278?l=atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com/feeds/5179234758506806278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=66907947729148891&amp;postID=5179234758506806278&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66907947729148891/posts/default/5179234758506806278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66907947729148891/posts/default/5179234758506806278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com/2009/02/mmnoommnnoomm-food-food-food1111.html' title='Mmnoommnnoomm FOOD FOOD FOOD!!!!!!1111'/><author><name>Angelene Tang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09215374019549668237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_kE-Psn9WI/SYJgQRJL0bI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2IiqNd4QcFs/s1600-R/n510488614_1916049_9227.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_N_kE-Psn9WI/SYu0qxkqQHI/AAAAAAAAAEo/d3JDcyLQ9zA/s72-c/Bangkok%20Trip%20Jan%201-4%202009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66907947729148891.post-2024200210125301939</id><published>2009-02-05T23:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T07:29:31.779+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You irritated the shit outta me!</title><content type='html'>Okay, I'm going to try blogging here one in a while to keep this page alive. I hate it how the widgets on the side are not up and working. Seriously, I have no clue how to add my own gadgets on the side. hmmppprrhhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got into not-all-that-bad minorly-major accident today. It all happened coz I wanted to cut through traffic along Greenlane so I took the inner road where there are car wash, Shell Station, Gembira Parade and etc. This black Iswara decided to stop and queue up on the left for a car wash almost-kinda-last-minute. I didn't want to wait any longer I tried to squeeze through in between the tight passage of black Iswara's butt and the pavement by the road. In a split second I heard *crackcrashbang......dragggggggg* damn! I was doom yet another scratchdent on the car within a month or so. Goddamnsit I wanted to cry and slap myself stupid for this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank god the a dyke came out of the car and she seems cool. Didn't really make a big fuss about it while I called Mum over. Here comes the part that really fudging seriously irritated the shit outta me. You know those stupid guys in bright neon greenyellow vest on bikes along busy roads those who try to stir up a locomotion between the parties just for them to earn more when you bring your car to their workshop. Fudging A-hole came to me and said some bullshit while I was talking on the phone so I game him the signal to fuck-off. Refuse to leave he went to the dyke. Thank god again she was smart enough to tell him we can settle this on our own. THis bastard refuse to leave but we ignored him so the next best thing for him to do is give us his name card like ftw right. After putting down my call he came to me again gave me his card, likes seriously am I gonna entertain you at a time like this?!!! To shoo him away, I took his card held it in my hands while waiting for him to leave. The bastard being one fudging idiot stood there and tried to convince me further to layan him, I was fucking irritated by him by then. To show him I'm pissed I partially crushed the card and threw it back into my car(should have just littered on the road). Then he walked away still mumbling something to me in hokkien. And I thought this was the end of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what, when Mum and Dad came to my rescue and almost settled who's workshop to bring it to that bladdy bastard came to us yet again. WTH! I told you to fuck-off don't you get it!!!??? The whole entire time he was waiting by the road for us to actually ask for your help? All I have to say to these kind of fucking bastard green yellow neon vest workshop guys is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"GO FUCK YOURSELF IN THE ASS AND GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM THE ACCIDENT SCENE!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/66907947729148891-2024200210125301939?l=atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com/feeds/2024200210125301939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=66907947729148891&amp;postID=2024200210125301939&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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crack</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tGe742RfGos/SMpjTgsYtBI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pP94iOntNCE/s1600-h/image-upload-229-745625.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tGe742RfGos/SMpjTgsYtBI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pP94iOntNCE/s320/image-upload-229-745625.jpg"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/66907947729148891-5698730774262028017?l=atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com/feeds/5698730774262028017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=66907947729148891&amp;postID=5698730774262028017&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66907947729148891.post-1376382142308823452</id><published>2006-12-29T17:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-29T01:17:27.470+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quizzes'/><title type='text'>Which Happy Bunny Am I?</title><content type='html'>&lt;table bg border="1" border cellpadding="3" cellspacing="0" width="275" style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/Y/yourgoodfriend/1041831827_ouresodumb.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you are the "you're so dumb" happy bunny. you are brutal in your words and enjoy putting others down.&lt;br /&gt;Take this &lt;a target="quizilla" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 255);" href="http://quizilla.com/redirect.php?statsid=17&amp;url=http://www.quizilla.com/users/yourgoodfriend/quizzes/which+happy+bunny+are+you%3F"&gt;quiz&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.quizilla.com/redirect.php?statsid=18&amp;amp;url=http://www.quizilla.com/" target="quizilla"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quizilla.com/images/codepastes/30qzlogo.gif" style="padding: 2px;" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 0, 255);" target="quizilla" href="http://www.quizilla.com/redirect.php?statsid=18&amp;url=http://www.quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt; |&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 0, 255);" target="quizilla" href="http://www.quizilla.com/redirect.php?statsid=21&amp;url=http://www.quizilla.com/register"&gt;Join&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;| &lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 0, 255);" target="quizilla" href="http://www.quizilla.com/redirect.php?statsid=20&amp;url=http://www.quizilla.com/makeaquiz.php"&gt;Make A Quiz&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a target="quizilla" href="http://www.quizilla.com/redirect.php?statsid=42&amp;amp;url=http://www.quizilla.com/users/yourgoodfriend/quizzes/"&gt;More Quizzes&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 0, 255);" target="quizilla" href="http://www.quizilla.com/redirect.php?statsid=19&amp;amp;url=http://www.quizilla.com/codepastes/?quizid=30474"&gt;Grab Code&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/66907947729148891-1376382142308823452?l=atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_kE-Psn9WI/SYJgQRJL0bI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2IiqNd4QcFs/s1600-R/n510488614_1916049_9227.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66907947729148891.post-4220728287531733066</id><published>2006-12-28T14:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-28T14:35:05.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Looking for a new site to blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;Ok I blog in this other site, &lt;a href="http://iluvmyself.multiply.com/"&gt;http://iluvmyself.multiply.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired of the limited choices I have there in uploading my pictures and also other related links I add on to my page. Hopefully blogger allows me to do more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things I expect from here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;1. Positioning my photos and captions as I like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;2. Adding my own tagboard/cbox&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;3. To have more readers here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;4. A better system that doesn't get interrupted as often&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/66907947729148891-4220728287531733066?l=atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com/feeds/4220728287531733066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=66907947729148891&amp;postID=4220728287531733066&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66907947729148891/posts/default/4220728287531733066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66907947729148891/posts/default/4220728287531733066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atmy-dailyblabbers.blogspot.com/2006/12/looking-for-new-site-to-blog.html' title='Looking for a new site to blog'/><author><name>Angelene Tang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09215374019549668237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_kE-Psn9WI/SYJgQRJL0bI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2IiqNd4QcFs/s1600-R/n510488614_1916049_9227.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
