<?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-7534433514178367745</id><updated>2012-01-17T00:01:53.562+08:00</updated><category term='Reviews'/><category term='Random'/><category term='Personal'/><category term='The Curve'/><category term='Advertorials'/><category term='Kuching'/><category term='Wedding'/><category term='Starbucks'/><category term='2011'/><category term='KL'/><category term='Family'/><category term='Sex and the City'/><category term='Music'/><category term='Friends'/><category term='Jay Park'/><category term='Wants'/><category term='Malaysia'/><category term='Madam Kwan'/><category term='Goodbye'/><category term='Fun'/><category term='Happy Birthday'/><category term='Sephora'/><category term='Chinese New Year'/><category term='Gardens'/><category term='Pavilion'/><category term='Clubbing'/><category term='Nails'/><category term='Shopping'/><category term='Food'/><category term='Sunway Pyramid'/><category term='Beauty'/><category term='Movies'/><category term='Law'/><category term='Midvalley'/><title type='text'>The Simple Confessions</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kahlingsays.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7534433514178367745/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kahlingsays.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7534433514178367745/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Kah Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14657843215504237483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sQzNWpC1HjY/TqraEy9dWoI/AAAAAAAABiM/K9k2r34q7TE/s220/ed.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>232</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7534433514178367745.post-8344032547183720750</id><published>2012-01-16T23:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-16T23:57:23.102+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kuching'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><title type='text'>Appetit</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I came back to Kuching about a month ago. I realised that the numbers of cars are getting higher and of course, the eateries back here expanded as well. Being an avid "oh ka tei", I dragged my bestie and decided that we should try Appetit for our yumcha session after our strenuous CNY shopping. It's located next to Full House in Hills Shopping Mall at the corner facing in the mall. Opposite of Delifrance.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DgrxQSaupFM/TxRFEMNcalI/AAAAAAAABpQ/83p1wXd19e4/s1600/app.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DgrxQSaupFM/TxRFEMNcalI/AAAAAAAABpQ/83p1wXd19e4/s400/app.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My first thought? What a small shop.. barely 5 people can fit in the place without feeling cramped. So they fully utilized the empty space outdoor and placed 3 tables and some chairs for the customers to eat there. I always thought afternoon teas are supposed to be relaxing with the cup of tea and lovely scones. But we had to sit outside where loud musics were played and cars zoomed around. And warning! A totally biased review as I was pretty pissed off with this place.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RMrCqCQii0c/TxRFmB3pUUI/AAAAAAAABpo/kxrQqpmWXQc/s1600/app4.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RMrCqCQii0c/TxRFmB3pUUI/AAAAAAAABpo/kxrQqpmWXQc/s400/app4.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Here you go. The full list of their drinks menu. I was really disappointed by the choices and despite that I gave them a chance and ordered Ice Flat White? Being a total noob in coffee and whatever that is not on the Starbucks menu will be labeled as foreign to me, I asked the waiter. He told me, it's Latte. I went and Google. No. It's not Latte. It's just similar. Fine. Then I asked whether I can have the other hot drinks as cold ones. He said no. In my mind was, " What is wrong with this place!? Can't you just add ice?!" Since I was dying for a cold drink and I wanted coffee, I just had to settle for Flat White. And guess what.. Flat White supposed to come with microfoam. Our version???&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gxa95rk5g18/TxRFlN4lWLI/AAAAAAAABpg/VcG8SrtRyA8/s1600/app2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gxa95rk5g18/TxRFlN4lWLI/AAAAAAAABpg/VcG8SrtRyA8/s400/app2.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I had the shock of my life when our Flat White came with a small shot of sugar syrup and totally diluted. That wasn't the worst part. 15 minutes after consumption, my stomach was playing its own symphony and trying to push the nasty liquid out of my throat. I thought it was due to the previous night's hardcore party so I tried to held it back and forget about it. It turned out much worse later and I started having palpitation. Trembling hands and fast heart beats accompanied me throughout the night. I wasn't the only feeling so. Even my bestie felt the same. Damn it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5hfm6NVOIK4/TxRFE93OEEI/AAAAAAAABpY/PFqeY3F0_Ss/s1600/app1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5hfm6NVOIK4/TxRFE93OEEI/AAAAAAAABpY/PFqeY3F0_Ss/s400/app1.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;However, this place wasn't all bad as their pastries and cakes are pretty good. They specialize in cupcakes and each cost RM3.50 (but it was really small). To accompany our failed Flat White wannabe, we ordered Vanilla Puff and Chocolate &amp;amp; Walnut Brownies. It was just nice and didn't gave us any diabetes shock (which I am awfully thankful for). The cream of the puff was rich and smooth while the brownies were moist. My advice: just go for the cakes ok? No coffee!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pi9SEJNrQyc/TxRGB3f94lI/AAAAAAAABpw/Xl1_a7y_u-0/s1600/us.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pi9SEJNrQyc/TxRGB3f94lI/AAAAAAAABpw/Xl1_a7y_u-0/s400/us.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;To end my rants, a picture of me and my beloved. Lol... what we wore that day was so similar although we never planned it beforehand. What can I say? Great minds think alike. Goodnight darlings. It's going to be a real festival soon! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7534433514178367745-8344032547183720750?l=kahlingsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kahlingsays.blogspot.com/feeds/8344032547183720750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7534433514178367745&amp;postID=8344032547183720750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7534433514178367745/posts/default/8344032547183720750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7534433514178367745/posts/default/8344032547183720750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kahlingsays.blogspot.com/2012/01/appetit.html' title='Appetit'/><author><name>Kah Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14657843215504237483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sQzNWpC1HjY/TqraEy9dWoI/AAAAAAAABiM/K9k2r34q7TE/s220/ed.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DgrxQSaupFM/TxRFEMNcalI/AAAAAAAABpQ/83p1wXd19e4/s72-c/app.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7534433514178367745.post-4677469070559607173</id><published>2011-12-31T14:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T23:24:08.489+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Auld Lang Syne</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A familiar phrase? Google it and you know why I used it as a title. I know I haven't been updating for quite a while. I'm finally back at my hometown where love is plenty and booze is just a walk away. I've been procrastinating a lot. So I kinda backdate this post a little and tadaaa this shall be the last post of 2011!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;What can I say? 2011 has been a really weird year. I wouldn't say it bad. But I wouldn't say it sweet either. Shall we have a brief recap of every month? It's a good time for to refresh memory and deduce whether have I wasted a year or the opposite!?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qdbxkOmbT0M/TwHJDRsuWTI/AAAAAAAABnc/2XPlhAZrwbA/s1600/goodbye_2011-9904.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="326" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qdbxkOmbT0M/TwHJDRsuWTI/AAAAAAAABnc/2XPlhAZrwbA/s400/goodbye_2011-9904.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;January&lt;/span&gt; - It's a story that I shall know myself. It was funny and yet devastating at the same time. It was an experience and I thank you for that.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hKIrpWtB5WU/TwHJ3QWfF0I/AAAAAAAABno/BZVHFHYyw6c/s1600/179448_10150138132315971_699425970_8647255_7062571_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hKIrpWtB5WU/TwHJ3QWfF0I/AAAAAAAABno/BZVHFHYyw6c/s400/179448_10150138132315971_699425970_8647255_7062571_n.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;February&lt;/span&gt; - My first open house after a decade? It was fun and then when I finally get back to KL, it was REVISION all over again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;March&lt;/span&gt; - I lost contact with a good friend. For what reason? Why don't she tell me instead.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p4qxTXyNlH4/TwHKCdbV-uI/AAAAAAAABn0/1hX2KJX6G-Q/s1600/189944_10150177615365971_699425970_9070263_5858068_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="250" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p4qxTXyNlH4/TwHKCdbV-uI/AAAAAAAABn0/1hX2KJX6G-Q/s400/189944_10150177615365971_699425970_9070263_5858068_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;April&lt;/span&gt; - It was study break month. Coffee was my bestfriend and it was hell for one month. Breakouts. Bad skin. Bad hair. Eye bags and basically a walking zombie. But apart from that Vess, came back to Kuching!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xp37tGwv5PI/TwHKI2F-eQI/AAAAAAAABoA/gMCKkX7JdXc/s1600/249636_10150188240851511_636886510_7203668_7974664_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xp37tGwv5PI/TwHKI2F-eQI/AAAAAAAABoA/gMCKkX7JdXc/s400/249636_10150188240851511_636886510_7203668_7974664_n.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;May&lt;/span&gt; - I finally finished my First Year Law exam. It was pure joy and that night right after I finished my last paper, I had an "eye-opening" clubbing session with Sue and Iona. My lovely sis finally graduated!! So proud of her loooorrr!! Bangga gao gao &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lqWRGR8DM2g/TwHKRfiqWII/AAAAAAAABoM/koG4d2jfRO0/s1600/248329_10150195212596511_636886510_7259743_4453872_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lqWRGR8DM2g/TwHKRfiqWII/AAAAAAAABoM/koG4d2jfRO0/s400/248329_10150195212596511_636886510_7259743_4453872_n.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;June &lt;/span&gt;- Stepped into Changi Airport for the first time! Very sakai I know! I love that place and I've been planning to go back whenever I have enough money!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yk6AOHTRcrw/TwHKag31ScI/AAAAAAAABoY/ecXwR28cl94/s1600/uol+results.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="250" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yk6AOHTRcrw/TwHKag31ScI/AAAAAAAABoY/ecXwR28cl94/s400/uol+results.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;July &amp;amp; August&lt;/span&gt; - Improved my CV by joining a construction company. I wonder how should I describe my experience. Let's just say I learned a lot! And I passed my First Year exam with a pretty decent mark! #fuckyeah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rEWw3DPYGN0/TwHKmEoHHNI/AAAAAAAABok/Fui-p0yy6K0/s1600/319588_3255400782957_1205197228_101963655_1203060_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rEWw3DPYGN0/TwHKmEoHHNI/AAAAAAAABok/Fui-p0yy6K0/s400/319588_3255400782957_1205197228_101963655_1203060_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;September &lt;/span&gt;- The highlight was definitely Amy's wedding!!! I also turned 21 this month. What else? Oh, a self accident? And a start of a new semester. Met some new friends along the month of September as well. I love this month!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;October &lt;/span&gt;- I can't really recall what happened this month. Must be quite a bore. Haha! Not! It was a sweet month for me. A lot of silly crushes. It was so sweet that I even had a post of "Wedding Bells"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UAZcTuQs4V4/TwHLKghfM0I/AAAAAAAABo8/E8AZxrNPTjM/s1600/New+LCC+Poster.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UAZcTuQs4V4/TwHLKghfM0I/AAAAAAAABo8/E8AZxrNPTjM/s400/New+LCC+Poster.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;November&lt;/span&gt; - Well, I attended my first Law Convention after loads of pestering by Louis. And my babe, Iona turned 21 this year! My sis's turning more matured this month too!!! Haha! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r247N1dm3ik/TwHLBXGJV9I/AAAAAAAABow/Y7nkqPNMs5M/s1600/378380_10150521798760971_699425970_11363455_249059052_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r247N1dm3ik/TwHLBXGJV9I/AAAAAAAABow/Y7nkqPNMs5M/s400/378380_10150521798760971_699425970_11363455_249059052_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;December &lt;/span&gt;- My "lady brown" was kissed on the ass one day before I flew back to Kuching. I had so much to do and I had to see my sis in Midvalley. The last week in KL was a total whirlwind and I thank God for the strength.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Looking back, my 2011 has been a crazy year. I've been through a lot. I know that myself and none of the sappy sad stories were put here. Maybe minus a few that I felt that I really need to write here. I thank everyone who has been a part of my roller coaster year. Several people had left me this year and I have welcomed a few more into my life too. To those that have always been with me, I thank you for being patient with me. I know I'm not best person on Earth to be with but I do appreciate your existence. You just make my life easier to pass by each day. 2011 has been tough. So I'm taking 2012 stronger! BRING IT ON! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hIzjvgA5H_E/TwHLR8IgkaI/AAAAAAAABpI/z2ufnWcKP-g/s1600/tumblr_lx3o60Kk111qdbqk9o1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="290" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hIzjvgA5H_E/TwHLR8IgkaI/AAAAAAAABpI/z2ufnWcKP-g/s400/tumblr_lx3o60Kk111qdbqk9o1_500.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;credits for 2011 &amp;amp; 2012 pictures to google&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7534433514178367745-4677469070559607173?l=kahlingsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kahlingsays.blogspot.com/feeds/4677469070559607173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7534433514178367745&amp;postID=4677469070559607173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7534433514178367745/posts/default/4677469070559607173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7534433514178367745/posts/default/4677469070559607173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kahlingsays.blogspot.com/2012/01/auld-lang-syne.html' title='Auld Lang Syne'/><author><name>Kah Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14657843215504237483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sQzNWpC1HjY/TqraEy9dWoI/AAAAAAAABiM/K9k2r34q7TE/s220/ed.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qdbxkOmbT0M/TwHJDRsuWTI/AAAAAAAABnc/2XPlhAZrwbA/s72-c/goodbye_2011-9904.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7534433514178367745.post-8042584823126101649</id><published>2011-12-10T20:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-10T21:41:56.866+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sex and the City'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><title type='text'>Sex and The City</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Told ya I will compensate for my previous post didn't I? But I think I lose my muse to recover that post so I'll do this one instead. I've been wanting to do a post on this but then I'm afraid I won't sound a little bimbotic but what the hell. Here goes! I've finished the whole 6 seasons and both of the movies and I might say I'm quite a legit commentator!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-biDZCSFxnuE/TuNeVZzMYtI/AAAAAAAABls/ZUJLXSQmYeM/s1600/Sex-n-city-group_web.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="164" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-biDZCSFxnuE/TuNeVZzMYtI/AAAAAAAABls/ZUJLXSQmYeM/s320/Sex-n-city-group_web.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;For those that doesn't know Sex and the City, I despise you! Hmmm!!! You go google it or you can listen to my very brief summary of it, 4 friends in New York who stumbled upon trouble in love and sex for 6 seasons. Taddaaa... love me yet? But there is one thing I can never ever hate about this show: the fashion! Chanel, Dior, Gucci, Dolce and Gabbana...and of course Manolo Blahnik. Carrie has over $40K worth of shoes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kWW8TWdcBiU/TuNhFCvbvOI/AAAAAAAABmU/SlwqUvTFMcA/s1600/carrie_bradshaw.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kWW8TWdcBiU/TuNhFCvbvOI/AAAAAAAABmU/SlwqUvTFMcA/s1600/carrie_bradshaw.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I shall first talk about the icon of the whole show. The show seems to evolve around her well, Sarah Jessica Parker, is definitely an icon both in the movie and Hollywood. &lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;Carrie Bradshaw&lt;/span&gt; is a sex writer in the show and she has tonnes of guys floaking around her. But I guess we can never forget about Big. Mr. Big! And personally he is the guy that I hated the most among all her lovers. He's a liar and he broke Carrie's heart over and over again. But then at the same time I was thinking how stupid Carrie is. Why did she even went back to Mr. Big despite all the thing she had done. I was rooting for her with Aidan. Carrie, Carrie she is such a smart girl and at the same time a sucker in love. Quietly deep inside, I can't help it but to relate to her. There was one season where she had her hair cut short. I was like ooohhhh noooo!! I love her long blonde hair!!&amp;nbsp; There's one scene that I will never ever forget. The last episode of Season 6 where she lost her "Carrie" necklace. It just shows no matter where she is, she is the TRUE Carrie Bradshaw from New York. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KCcOndHnJbg/TuNfSoCTVeI/AAAAAAAABl8/VlrrXm7QonQ/s1600/kim2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KCcOndHnJbg/TuNfSoCTVeI/AAAAAAAABl8/VlrrXm7QonQ/s320/kim2.jpg" width="254" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;Samantha Jones (Kim Cattrall)&lt;/span&gt;. The PR and sex bomb of the pretty ladies. When I first watched her, she was shocking! I never expect nudity from this show and she really reached orgasm in almost every bed scene. Amazing? She is definitely experimental and mind you when I say experimental, she really did experiment! I love her to bits! She is so sassy and comfortable in her skin. But I was so touched when a strong woman like her who vow to never fall in love fell for Richard and had her heart softens for Smith Jerrod. That's what people say, there's a soft spot in every animal in you! She's such a fighter in the show and she even battled cancer like it was just a flu! I applaud her for the courage for being able to shave off her hair. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-H2tlrtgGOCU/TuNfc9ZryoI/AAAAAAAABmE/fFFD_7aNNrc/s1600/miranda5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-H2tlrtgGOCU/TuNfc9ZryoI/AAAAAAAABmE/fFFD_7aNNrc/s320/miranda5.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;Miranda Hobbes (Cynthia Nixon)&lt;/span&gt;. The lawyer and super serious person of the show. It was really hard to like her at first. I mean I was greeted by her in the first season in the show by her in a suit! She was so sarcastic in love and almost similar to Samantha that she doesn't believe in true love and she wears the pants in the relationship. She had one true love, Steve Brady. It was something like Mr. Big and Carrie where they broke up and reconciled again. But the most shocking of the whole movie was that she was the first one to have a baby, Brady. Despite everything, she end up with the one she love the most and in season 6, you can see such a huge transformation of her. Watch it and you know what I mean! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pg3pD1w_gn8/TuNf6GSxebI/AAAAAAAABmM/075SFv3PFgc/s1600/z8283843X%252CCharlotte-York-Goldenblatt--Kristin-Davis----Seks.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="259" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pg3pD1w_gn8/TuNf6GSxebI/AAAAAAAABmM/075SFv3PFgc/s320/z8283843X%252CCharlotte-York-Goldenblatt--Kristin-Davis----Seks.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Lastly,&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt; Charlotte York (Kristin Davis)&lt;/span&gt;, who works in an art museum. You cannot help it but to love her. She is so pretty and decent and her hair is always beautiful and healthy. It seems like her hair never have any split ends. She gives me an impression of a really perfect lady who seems to be living a fairytale world. Just like a modern world princess. She believes in true love and her dream is to be married and have babies! She despise the word fuck, penis and any words that seem vulgar. The funny part of the movie was she got married to Trey after a month they dated and she was one that proposed. Trey answered with "all righty". Haha! She was so dejected as she had always wanted the traditional proposal where the guy just go down on one knee with a ring. And then much later on she divorced and married Harry (her divorce lawyer). Harry was nothing that she would go for but despise all that, it was the perfect marriage. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zNhkDvF7zaM/TuNhNZmdVsI/AAAAAAAABmc/hBL1T_aVkGM/s1600/story_xlimage_2010_05_R7405_Sex_in_the_City_2_Movie_Poster.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zNhkDvF7zaM/TuNhNZmdVsI/AAAAAAAABmc/hBL1T_aVkGM/s400/story_xlimage_2010_05_R7405_Sex_in_the_City_2_Movie_Poster.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;What I really love about this show is that it really involves real women. Look at the actresses, they are not really pretty ones who have perfect face and the best body out there. And yet they live their life! Sex and the City is a show that covers every aspect of sex and love of the normal people in everyday life. It shows how normal is it that we have the problems and with the show, it just helps up cope with it. And also, I just love the idea of the 4 of them always together. They had it all together. Their usual lunches and dinner and when they meetup, they will just talk about everything. They have each other no matter how hard things were. Aawww..... I miss my bestie. So don't raise an eyebrow when someone suggest you to watch it. It's not PORN! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;credits: google images &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7534433514178367745-8042584823126101649?l=kahlingsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kahlingsays.blogspot.com/feeds/8042584823126101649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7534433514178367745&amp;postID=8042584823126101649' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7534433514178367745/posts/default/8042584823126101649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7534433514178367745/posts/default/8042584823126101649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kahlingsays.blogspot.com/2011/12/sex-and-city.html' title='Sex and The City'/><author><name>Kah Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14657843215504237483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sQzNWpC1HjY/TqraEy9dWoI/AAAAAAAABiM/K9k2r34q7TE/s220/ed.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-biDZCSFxnuE/TuNeVZzMYtI/AAAAAAAABls/ZUJLXSQmYeM/s72-c/Sex-n-city-group_web.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7534433514178367745.post-3548446849505207558</id><published>2011-12-08T21:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T22:26:34.207+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>Christmas in Champs-Élysées</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Oh how I wish for a romantic Christmas this year. This year has been far more than awesome for me. One of the best years of my 21 years of life. I wonder is this one of the perks of being 21! More freedom. Better friends. A huge selection for a lot more of stuff. And somehow this year I felt especially happy for Christmas. Not that I celebrate Christmas in the church or have a tree at home, I just love it. Love the jingle bells and pretty mistletoe at every corner of the shopping malls. Of course I can't deny the fact that I love the sales but then I won't deny the fact that I wish to be away from Malaysia for Christmas. Damn, I should have this feeling from the very beginning of the year so I can save up and fly up up and off! Next year then. Truthfully I wouldn't even mind to spend Christmas in Singapore this year.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-f6TH8q34UU8/TuDId-trSWI/AAAAAAAABlc/JYcB4Sip3G8/s1600/macaron1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="299" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-f6TH8q34UU8/TuDId-trSWI/AAAAAAAABlc/JYcB4Sip3G8/s400/macaron1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I have no idea why I'm so attracted Paris. Thanks to Carrie who was so happy and gleeful when she was at Paris and Eiffel Tower was so near her during few last episodes of Season 6? You ask me what do I know about Paris, sorry I have no idea. Paris wise, apart from Eiffel Tower, I wouldn't know what is there to see. The only French I know are french fries, croissants and macarons. P.S: Are macarons french food? I don't even take them as it is too sweet for my liking. Suddenly I recall Satis described it as biscuits with ice creams in between. #motherofgod. Ooohh french loaf too... See! I couldn't even list out why I love Paris. So I'm just gonna be a Google master and perform my magic! Walaaaa! *after 10 minutes* I just went through Wikipedia and I tell you, I just wanna go! I want to go to every single place listed on the page! So greedy... haha!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But there's one thing I know for sure, Champs-Élysées. I often heard of this avenue when watching movies and to me I thought it was just some fancy name of a store or maybe a restaurant. Little did I know that I was an avenue.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-M5AoBby6DRQ/TuDINDD4TSI/AAAAAAAABlU/pMav_hwPImc/s1600/5C230107-paris-champs-elysees.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-M5AoBby6DRQ/TuDINDD4TSI/AAAAAAAABlU/pMav_hwPImc/s400/5C230107-paris-champs-elysees.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My muse for blogging suddenly went down the drain as I just had a very unpleasant experience with Whatsapp. Now I know why hate talking humans. Goosshhh.... I'll come back for a better post soon. To compensate this. I swear. I'm sorry. Communication will be the death of humankind. At the mean time, if you have a soft spot for pretty stationery like me, go to Typo in Pavilion! They have really nice Paris-themed stuff there. See!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pRXN-vVWAE8/TuDI0j9HNTI/AAAAAAAABlk/FS_Ydo4ylvY/s1600/387895_10150496076875971_699425970_11287698_93572753_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pRXN-vVWAE8/TuDI0j9HNTI/AAAAAAAABlk/FS_Ydo4ylvY/s400/387895_10150496076875971_699425970_11287698_93572753_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'll be back my love! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7534433514178367745-3548446849505207558?l=kahlingsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kahlingsays.blogspot.com/feeds/3548446849505207558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7534433514178367745&amp;postID=3548446849505207558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7534433514178367745/posts/default/3548446849505207558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7534433514178367745/posts/default/3548446849505207558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kahlingsays.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-in-champs-elysees.html' title='Christmas in Champs-Élysées'/><author><name>Kah Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14657843215504237483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sQzNWpC1HjY/TqraEy9dWoI/AAAAAAAABiM/K9k2r34q7TE/s220/ed.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-f6TH8q34UU8/TuDId-trSWI/AAAAAAAABlc/JYcB4Sip3G8/s72-c/macaron1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7534433514178367745.post-7874929392736915663</id><published>2011-12-02T22:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T00:22:53.843+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Law'/><title type='text'>Being a L-A-W Student</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I've been noticing the sudden increase of readers for the past few days. Thank you very much! Appreciate it a lot!! I always thought I update this blog just for the sake of my own diary or just to track what have I been doing or maybe just what has been floating in my mind. But then, shockingly, people are interested in my thoughts so why not just share a little more?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z8-tbFvtqmY/Ttjxl9jc61I/AAAAAAAABkM/zQ5DR6eEZxA/s1600/6063-000020.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z8-tbFvtqmY/Ttjxl9jc61I/AAAAAAAABkM/zQ5DR6eEZxA/s320/6063-000020.jpg" width="255" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm a law student. I brag. I talk as if I know the law more than anyone else (well, to the non-law students) and at the end of the day, I just felt very Lord Denning of the modern era. Haha! I'm in my 2nd year currently under the University of London External Program, so I guess I kinda know something of being a law student. Hopefully this will help the post-SPM students decide whether they want to pursue law or not!&amp;nbsp; This is just my view. Don't take it too seriously. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Let's talk about the &lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;downside&lt;/span&gt; of it first.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sszwPTazLak/Ttjxo-v06EI/AAAAAAAABkk/jliHdEqx_4M/s1600/85731543.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="230" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sszwPTazLak/Ttjxo-v06EI/AAAAAAAABkk/jliHdEqx_4M/s320/85731543.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;1) &lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Screw those people that said law papers are open book&lt;/span&gt;! The only open book is our statute! No law. No principle. Just plain words of statutes. And you think law papers are easy due to the open book nature, think again. Sorry to splash you cold water, it's nothing near to easy. The 3 hours of your life felt like 3 years in hell. The anxiety. The sweaty palms. Your drowsy mind. Your quivering lips and when the moment you flip open the question book, all you have is WTH! The first 5 minutes will be lost in the universe and then for the past 1 year worth of studies just went POOOF! I had Public Law aka Pubic Law as a first year exam. All the time I was cursing the examiners and also the Head of the Program. Who gives Public Law to first year students anyway? I remember not sleeping for more than a day and hid between my bed and the wall one night before the exam.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;2) We are &lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;immune to caffeine&lt;/span&gt;. Law students are kiasu people. Don't you think so? You see them arguing each other off until the veins of their neck popped. So this means that we spend a lot of time reading and reading over and over again. First read means something and the second reading interprets another. Sometimes we tend to read way past bedtime and we need the help of coffee. So over the months of strong caffeine, expect your immune system of caffeine to be sky rocket during your finals. That's mean it work shit during finals. Haha!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PEXj_1QfyOU/TtjzRZpFo2I/AAAAAAAABk8/dXoDBVO4BMo/s1600/128389315.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PEXj_1QfyOU/TtjzRZpFo2I/AAAAAAAABk8/dXoDBVO4BMo/s320/128389315.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;3) We labeled as&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt; "Geeks and Nerds"&lt;/span&gt;. We are often labelled as the serious group of students. Don't mess with us or we'll screw you with the law and throw you our 5kg textbook. I swear. That's the usual label. But maybe just one small part of it. There's definitely one in each class that is like that but the rest of us are pretty much like your ordinary everyday student. We laugh. We eat. We joke. It's just that we have an extra brain for arguing. Lol!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;4) We get really&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt; Needy F&amp;amp;F&lt;/span&gt;. Let's face the truth. We tell people we are law students and then they will go WOW! Try it. Their eyes actually magnify at 2x and then from now onwards we will be referred to their friends as "I have a lawyer friend that..." And we are just still undergraduates. Finally we finished our 1st Year exam and pass well, they will start calling us taunting us with law questions. For example, do I get caught for this act? Or can I get divorce on this basis? But I can never run from this question, "CAN I SUE?" *face-palms*&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I think this is enough for now. Don't want to scare off any potential big lawyers out there. Now, this is time for me to &lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;shine and brag&lt;/span&gt;!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;1) We have the special ability to &lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;memorise overnight&lt;/span&gt;. Well, maybe just me. You give me a month or maybe just a week or worst a night, I make miracles. It's like our brain is accustomed to work perfect during moments of stress better. We never study one month before exams unless it's our finals. And someone else just study one week before finals. Ask us how, I'll ask my brain cells instead. But then 2 weeks after the finals ended and you ask me about Stack v Dowden, I'll be like, "watchu talking about?" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3Elu16TTeQ0/TtjxmrCerLI/AAAAAAAABkU/2zi0ByUEUxk/s1600/71049816.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3Elu16TTeQ0/TtjxmrCerLI/AAAAAAAABkU/2zi0ByUEUxk/s320/71049816.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;2) We are able to &lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;write ass-long essays in 45 minutes&lt;/span&gt;. Intelligently of course. Enough said.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;3) Our &lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;arguments are legitimate&lt;/span&gt; no matter how we make it sound. We are able to use all the legal terms and make all our points seem really clever when actually sometimes we have no idea what are we talking about. Hey, since we like to say "I'M A LAW STUDENT", I guess it doesn't hurt to add in a dash of snobbishness and arrogance in us.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rUt7UL7Y8Ks/Ttjxp2ZAf7I/AAAAAAAABks/H59fsTPr698/s1600/200391942-001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rUt7UL7Y8Ks/Ttjxp2ZAf7I/AAAAAAAABks/H59fsTPr698/s320/200391942-001.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;4) &lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;"I'm A Law Student"&lt;/span&gt;. This phrase is overused by us. Or at least by me when someone offended me. Ok, behind their backs. Like when someone said really bad stuff behind my back, I will start flare up and say I'll sue them under Tort for Defamation. Or my friends get into really bad situation, the first thing I will think is there a Contract to begin with? When I was walking in Bukit Bintang and those annoying salesman kept on tapping me on my shoulder, I'll be thinking Battery under Criminal Law! Worst come to worst is when I drive past some advertisement board, I see the word "Freehold", I think of my Land Law. Since law students are able to associate with so many daily activities with law, it's almost impossible to say "I'm a Law Student" whenever they could!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4yo2rkZK7pA/Ttjxn3C5tFI/AAAAAAAABkc/5b57SGDrpqU/s1600/85149356.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4yo2rkZK7pA/Ttjxn3C5tFI/AAAAAAAABkc/5b57SGDrpqU/s320/85149356.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;5) We are &lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;"Hightlighter Monsters"&lt;/span&gt;. Green for explanations. Yellow for headings. Pink for case laws. Orange for statutes. Blue for name of judge. Purple for additional readings.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dqi7C52UgME/TtjzQjyD4sI/AAAAAAAABk0/ldnpK9kGvMc/s1600/82047466.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dqi7C52UgME/TtjzQjyD4sI/AAAAAAAABk0/ldnpK9kGvMc/s320/82047466.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;6) We are &lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;"Walking Zombies"&lt;/span&gt;. We have the ability not sleeping for 2 days thanks to the finals. Seriously I tried and at the night time I can still go for clubbing. I wonder where did we get all the excess energy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KVOmkh3U9ic/Ttjz608nZWI/AAAAAAAABlM/J2-TpsTz1hY/s1600/tumblr_lhvl14PLwA1qzr075.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KVOmkh3U9ic/Ttjz608nZWI/AAAAAAAABlM/J2-TpsTz1hY/s1600/tumblr_lhvl14PLwA1qzr075.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;7) We can &lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;"Speed Read"&lt;/span&gt; really well. I'm still trying to do that. My lecturer is able to glance through our essays in about 10 minutes? Her eyes just go whooooshh whoooosshh whooosshh... tick tick tick... scribble a little and then ta da!!! We are supposed to speed read as well and learn to omit certain sentences that we felt that is irrelevant for our always full brain capacity.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-v6sx7e6_i1U/TtjzSX-zZ1I/AAAAAAAABlE/vXm8DuOr-7g/s1600/fuck_yea_in_hd_by_crusierpl_re_sharenator_is_growing_s900x773_120811_RE_Point_and_Click_Advanced-s900x773-187526.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;8) We can speak &lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;French and Latin&lt;/span&gt;. Bona vacantia. Mens rea. Actus reus. Volenti non injuria. Profit a prendre. Cypres. Ex gratia. Nemo judex in causa sua. Audi alterem partem. Beat that!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-v6sx7e6_i1U/TtjzSX-zZ1I/AAAAAAAABlE/vXm8DuOr-7g/s1600/fuck_yea_in_hd_by_crusierpl_re_sharenator_is_growing_s900x773_120811_RE_Point_and_Click_Advanced-s900x773-187526.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="274" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-v6sx7e6_i1U/TtjzSX-zZ1I/AAAAAAAABlE/vXm8DuOr-7g/s320/fuck_yea_in_hd_by_crusierpl_re_sharenator_is_growing_s900x773_120811_RE_Point_and_Click_Advanced-s900x773-187526.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm done! These are just of my personal views. Nothing binding. After all it's just obiter dicta! And I'm one of the proud law students out there. Tee Hee! Now I'm tired and I just shoved a tissue up my nose so that's mean I'm getting sick soon. Toodles my love!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;credits for images to gettyimages &amp;amp; google! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7534433514178367745-7874929392736915663?l=kahlingsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kahlingsays.blogspot.com/feeds/7874929392736915663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7534433514178367745&amp;postID=7874929392736915663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7534433514178367745/posts/default/7874929392736915663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7534433514178367745/posts/default/7874929392736915663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kahlingsays.blogspot.com/2011/12/being-l-w-student.html' title='Being a L-A-W Student'/><author><name>Kah Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14657843215504237483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sQzNWpC1HjY/TqraEy9dWoI/AAAAAAAABiM/K9k2r34q7TE/s220/ed.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z8-tbFvtqmY/Ttjxl9jc61I/AAAAAAAABkM/zQ5DR6eEZxA/s72-c/6063-000020.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7534433514178367745.post-1779426129441907406</id><published>2011-11-29T22:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T00:55:23.245+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>TAG: Get Your Freak On! 15 Weird Facts</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;With my "happy juice" in one hand, I'm always up to the mood to do silly stuff! Don't try to make a conversation with me when I'm tipsy. You will get to know everything. Aiyyahh... secret is out!&amp;nbsp; Anyway, I was on &lt;a href="http://www.frmheadtotoe.com/"&gt;frmheadtotoe&lt;/a&gt; and then I saw this tag. Easy to do. Well, I'm supposed to have it on a video, but lazy la... some more the only video I had on youtube was a video to Jay. So silly...so here goes! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/1SMB0VS4A2E" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Questions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;#1. What's a nickname only your family calls you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;- &lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;Bi&lt;/span&gt;. Short form for Bibi. But then can also be for baby I guess since I was the youngest in the family when this nickname was given. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;#2. What's a weird habit of yours?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;- I like to be &lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;alone&lt;/span&gt; (most of the time). Cos sometimes I get annoyed with people easily but then I still love having my favorite people around. #foreveralone &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RhIhnGCbfaQ/TtT52BIkVGI/AAAAAAAABkE/q0HerFtHUFY/s1600/foreveralone.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RhIhnGCbfaQ/TtT52BIkVGI/AAAAAAAABkE/q0HerFtHUFY/s320/foreveralone.gif" width="289" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;#3. Do you have any weird phobias?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;- I'm not afraid of cockroaches or spiders or any reptiles. I don't think I have any problems with snakes either. Just don't do the slithering tongue movement. Oh, but I don't like iguanas or toads/frogs. Get them away from me!! (I guess you figure out that I never had the chance to dissect frogs when I was in Biology class). Phobia??? Aahhh... afraid of being &lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;limbless&lt;/span&gt;. Does that exist? I think this applies better &lt;span style="color: black; font-family: new gothic nt;"&gt;Ankylophobia- Fear of immobility of ajoint. But then.... I'm just scared of amputation. Maybe cos I have a real serious deal of running around so if one day I couldn't... I'll die. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#4. What's a song you secretly LOVE to blast &amp;amp; belt out when you're alone?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;- &lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;Flo-Rida - Low.&lt;/span&gt; Heard it once and hooked to it ever since. I dance like mad when I hear that song even in the club. In the room, worst. I shake as if I am J.Lo or something. But I try to avoid the mirrors. I know I can't dance shit. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;#5. What's one of your biggest pet peeves?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;- &lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;Bad English&lt;/span&gt;. Haha! I'm being skeptical but I am forced to have good English thanks to my future career and every now and then I just get to worked up when I see a badly constructed sentence. I just wish to take the pen and scribble the right sentence for them instead. But then I'll be label as "hao lien" or arrogant so I'll just keep that to myself most of the time unless they are my ultra best friend or maybe my MUM! Lol...and another would be.... I can't remember... I'll update this when I can remember.NOW I REMEMBER!! &lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;PEOPLE WHO DOESN'T REPLY MY SMS/WHATSAPP/BBM&lt;/span&gt;! Hellooo.. I messaged you for a reason. Not for fun.... those who is in frequent practice of this, go burn your phone will ya? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#6. What's one of your nervous habits?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;- Meaning what I do when I'm nervous? Oh, just like any typical person out there. &lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;Stare down. Admire my shoes. Haha! I stutter. I scribble my paper. I fiddle with my pen or just keep on pressing on my phone&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#7. What side of the bed do you sleep on?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;- I only have a single bed. But then still! I tend to be leaning on my&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt; left hand side&lt;/span&gt; more. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;#8. What was your first stuffed animal &amp;amp; it's name? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;- Ohh.. I can't remember! But I recall having a white bear as present from my cousins in Australia and I think I named it &lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;Danny&lt;/span&gt;? Haha!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#9. What's the drink you ALWAYS order at Starbucks?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;- Easy peasy. &lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;Green Tea Soy iced &lt;/span&gt;with no syrup and no whipped cream! Yuuummm... healthy ma? I'm not really a caffeine person. Although I highly rely on it when exams are around the corner. But I always wait for the comeback of Strawberries &amp;amp; Cream! Fattening! Gaahh... the last time I had it was in Singapore, Marina Bay??? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#10. What's the beauty rule you preach.. but never ACTUALLY practice?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;- &lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;ALWAYS USE SUNSCREEN&lt;/span&gt;! I don't own one. Seriously I don't. It'll be in my 2012 resolution to buy one.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;#11. Which way do you face in the shower?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;- I face&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt; the wall&lt;/span&gt;? So the water will be hitting my face instead!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;#12. Do you have any 'weird' body 'skills'?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;- &lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;Not&lt;/span&gt; that I know of! I used to think I am super flexible as I can touch my toes when I bend forwards. But the real truth was I have short legs and super long torso instead. Fail! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;#13. What's your favorite 'comfort food'/food thats 'bad' but you love to eat it anyways?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;- Food? Not drink? Then 'happy juice' can't be on this list. Woooww.. ok.. BUBBLE TEA. I heard there's tonnes of calories in that small cup of heaven. Wait... bubble tea is a drink! Ok... fine FRENCH FRIES. Tonnes of oil. Tonnes of carbs. Enough said. But I still love it! Well, &lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;McD&lt;/span&gt; in general la... I heard bad health reviews about them but I still go for them once in a while. GCB yuuuummm... Of course, &lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;Cheezels&lt;/span&gt;! Which I'm munching on now. Bad of me. Oh... kimchi ramyeon as well! With cheese and raw eggs. Daannngg....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;#14. What's a phrase or exclamation you always say?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;-&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt; F***&lt;/span&gt;. Bad of me! Really bad of me. You can catch me swearing within 10 minutes of driving.&amp;nbsp; People that follow me on twitter would probably know that I'm trying to stop swearing. It's very impolite and unlady like... and above all, it's not nice to be heard from a future lawyer! Maybe I should try replace them with lovely you! or sweet you! darling you! something nicer than fuck, asshole and shit. Lol.. my blog just turned obscene&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;#15. Time to sleep- what are you ACTUALLY wearing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;- My sister's &lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;old Snoopy huge tee and super short pants&lt;/span&gt;... taddaa... not sexy &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Done! I think I didn't exactly answer the questions properly. This is the first time penning a blog post with alcohol in my system. Just in case close friends or my mummy is reading this, I'm fine. No... I'm not having one of my emo days. I just feel like drinking. I'm ok. I'm cool. I'm lady_kahling. Ok... maybe not too fine. But I'm awesome. There goes... I better stop writing... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7534433514178367745-1779426129441907406?l=kahlingsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kahlingsays.blogspot.com/feeds/1779426129441907406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7534433514178367745&amp;postID=1779426129441907406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7534433514178367745/posts/default/1779426129441907406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7534433514178367745/posts/default/1779426129441907406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kahlingsays.blogspot.com/2011/11/tag-great-your-freak-on-15-weird-facts.html' title='TAG: Get Your Freak On! 15 Weird Facts'/><author><name>Kah Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14657843215504237483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sQzNWpC1HjY/TqraEy9dWoI/AAAAAAAABiM/K9k2r34q7TE/s220/ed.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/1SMB0VS4A2E/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7534433514178367745.post-5840338398464250087</id><published>2011-11-26T18:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-26T19:21:29.447+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Starbucks'/><title type='text'>Starbucks Card</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zYSsIkYsNA0/TtDKfVOL_rI/AAAAAAAABjs/sKD89_mfLq0/s1600/296366_10150919784605333_296802010332_21606570_636291309_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="277" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zYSsIkYsNA0/TtDKfVOL_rI/AAAAAAAABjs/sKD89_mfLq0/s320/296366_10150919784605333_296802010332_21606570_636291309_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The writer is back! Finally fully recharged after a series of misfortunes. Lol... Anyway, I think I'm one of the slowest blogger to blog about this card. Starbucks Card has been out for more than a month I think? And only now I'm blogging about it. Apologies! I came about it when I was lurking on the Facebook page and all I read was just "card" and "Christmas merchandise". So the stupid me thought it was a Christmas card and didn't bother much till they finally launch it. So I pestered Louis to get me the Blue Snowman one and I got myself the Red Christmas one. You all must think why am I so greedy must get 2. The story was I thought Louis might think I was joking and won't get it for me so I being the kiasu one bought it first. Lol!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uWQlPVHwgzE/TtDJc4Pcn-I/AAAAAAAABjk/KOc3dyCtEmc/s1600/22012011082_%25E5%2589%25AF%25E6%259C%25AC.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uWQlPVHwgzE/TtDJc4Pcn-I/AAAAAAAABjk/KOc3dyCtEmc/s320/22012011082_%25E5%2589%25AF%25E6%259C%25AC.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I am a real fan of Starbucks. It is the place where I stay the whole time during my finals and when assignments are piling up. So imagine me without a Starbucks card will be a total impossible picture. Talk so much nia me and I never tell you all the benefits. OK... here goes!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SlqaUnR7JTI/TtDI_SpfzfI/AAAAAAAABjc/oHlIQ7xVUYo/s1600/starbucks_%25E5%2589%25AF%25E6%259C%25AC.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SlqaUnR7JTI/TtDI_SpfzfI/AAAAAAAABjc/oHlIQ7xVUYo/s320/starbucks_%25E5%2589%25AF%25E6%259C%25AC.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;1) Upon registration online (www.starbucks.com.my), you will get a complimentary grande size of your choice for free!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;2) Get a complimentary slice of cake upon purchase of beverage on your birthday month! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;3) A complimentary Grande handcrafted beverage of your choice on us when you've purchased ANY 10 handcrafted beverages, ANY tumbler, or ANY whole cake!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;4)You can also get a complimentary 250g whole bean coffee or 12-pack VIA Ready Brew when you've purchased 8 packets of 250g whole bean coffee or 12-pack VIA Ready Brew! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;5) When you already purchased 15 beverages, you can redeem for the Starbucks 2012 Planner!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;BEWARE! whenever you redeem something, your tracker will reset to zero! So if you are aiming for the planner (like me) don't redeem the 10 handcrafted beverage thingy.... (don't say I didn't tell you) &amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-s5kELoGCH8k/TtDKwCdOOCI/AAAAAAAABj0/WbS5dWkg9p4/s1600/302583_10150919784570333_296802010332_21606568_241507536_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="218" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-s5kELoGCH8k/TtDKwCdOOCI/AAAAAAAABj0/WbS5dWkg9p4/s320/302583_10150919784570333_296802010332_21606568_241507536_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;For RM20, the card is actually pre-loaded with your RM20 you paid. So technically it's free. There's this ongoing promotion that says if you top up till RM100, you'll get a free card caddy! Available in 3 colors. Go check it out in the store and at the same time purchase their Christmas merchandise. I personally love their Christmas series. If it wasn't because I'm under budget I definitely sapu all dy la...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-h96YVqj1iGo/TtDLCnkgXuI/AAAAAAAABj8/XKU5-2e55H0/s1600/377321_10150919784930333_296802010332_21606575_1654800892_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="255" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-h96YVqj1iGo/TtDLCnkgXuI/AAAAAAAABj8/XKU5-2e55H0/s320/377321_10150919784930333_296802010332_21606575_1654800892_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So at the mean time, if you don't wish to buy any merchandise, why not try their Christmas menu? I love the Toffee Nut and the Red Velveteeen (the cake was a bit too sweet but then can't complain la... it's quite nice!). Before I sign off and have my #foreveralone dinner, I'm gonna splash you guys cold water. The Christmas edition card is a limited edition one and it's out of stock temporarily. I'm not sure whether have they restock it and the last time I checked was on Wednesday. Tata my love!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;credits for pictures: &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/StarbucksMalaysia"&gt;Starbucks Malaysia Facebook page &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/7534433514178367745-5840338398464250087?l=kahlingsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kahlingsays.blogspot.com/feeds/5840338398464250087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7534433514178367745&amp;postID=5840338398464250087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7534433514178367745/posts/default/5840338398464250087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7534433514178367745/posts/default/5840338398464250087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kahlingsays.blogspot.com/2011/11/starbucks-card.html' title='Starbucks Card'/><author><name>Kah Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14657843215504237483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sQzNWpC1HjY/TqraEy9dWoI/AAAAAAAABiM/K9k2r34q7TE/s220/ed.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zYSsIkYsNA0/TtDKfVOL_rI/AAAAAAAABjs/sKD89_mfLq0/s72-c/296366_10150919784605333_296802010332_21606570_636291309_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7534433514178367745.post-4989026107240531811</id><published>2011-11-11T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-11T23:21:30.379+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Midvalley'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>♥ 11.11.11 ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sorry for the MIA. Was pretty caught up with several stuff and I tried to squeeze in as much sleeping time I could afford. Been having quite a lot of nightmares lately. I wonder why. I really wish to have a post on this meaningful date so let's do it! 11.11.11 seems like a really romantic date. But then from what I see, it's 1 x 6. It means being single multiply by 6. Haha!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Allow me to rant for a while. Being single in KL is like finding endless of possibilities to spend your time. Yeah, I have friends and everything but it's impossible to have my friends to adapt to my time entirely right? And well, let's just say I don't exactly have the "once you call I'll be there" type of friends in KL. I am patiently waiting for my bestie to come over to KL. It's not right to cry and bawl if my friends could not accompany me anyway. I'll be looking really childish. So, to the single ones out there, be not afraid at all. Allow me to list down what I have been doing alone lately!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;1) &lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Having my hair done at Hair Fonts&lt;/span&gt; (not that I need someone to have my hair done with, but it's an activity worth trying!). Those that had been reading my tweets definitely knew that I have been waiting for the day to come. I purchased a deal from Groupon and redeemed it on Wednesday. My previous stylist in Kuching messed up the color really badly that my classmates thought I highlighted it instead when I actually dyed it twice!!! So happily I went to Hair Fonts and had Marcus to serve me. And little did I know that he used to be my stylist in APT! I wonder does he remember me. Moving on! A new hairdo just give you that little boost of confidence. Oh maybe not a little! I have received compliments for my darker hair and so, do check Hair Fonts out!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hRNORGqr8gk/Tr08GyFhdyI/AAAAAAAABjM/5tg0fsfpyvw/s1600/BukitBintang.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" nda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hRNORGqr8gk/Tr08GyFhdyI/AAAAAAAABjM/5tg0fsfpyvw/s1600/BukitBintang.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) &lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Conquering Bukit Bintang&lt;/span&gt;. I have done this with Iona. I kinda got lazy to call her and so I thought, why not just spend a little me-time. I have been to Pavilion alone countless times for Chatime and Forever 21 and also Sephora. But I have never ever walked alone to Sg Wang. And trust me, the walk was a bit dreadful. There were a lot of funny promoters begging me to write my name down. I was once caught up by one of them last year and then suddenly tonnes of them came and surround me to help them out. I was trying so hard to get out from them and lucky enough I had male friends around that time to pull me out. So being able to walk all alone to Sg Wang from Fahrenheit 88 was a big accomplishment for me! Yay! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-41hAvmRuuNw/Tr073oDDFmI/AAAAAAAABjE/u3UTcvJzZwQ/s1600/188699_204577176224485_122251237790413_842354_3030096_a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" nda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-41hAvmRuuNw/Tr073oDDFmI/AAAAAAAABjE/u3UTcvJzZwQ/s1600/188699_204577176224485_122251237790413_842354_3030096_a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;3) &lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Attend a fashion event&lt;/span&gt;. I actually wanted to be out from this at first. But then I have no idea why my schedule was arranged in a way that I could actually catch it. It was to happen today till this Sunday at the Midvalley Exhibition Centre. I finished class at 10am today and supposingly to have Family Law after that. But then it was Moot Week and the finals was today and me being the lousiest law student, I went for a fashion event, Malaysian Online&amp;nbsp; Fashion Entrepreneurs' Weekend. Found a good parking spot and treated myself a glass of Gong Cha before shopping. I was so silly to register myself for some wedding event and they asked for my groom. What the heck! I didn't realise I was at the wrong hall.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Well, that's it in a week. I may need not do this again so often as next week I'm pretty packed up. Let's see, mummy coming around, full classes with extra classes, Law Convention, what else... shopping, eating, sleeping.... oh my, so packed! But there is still one more thing I have to challenge myself to do alone. &lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Watching a movie in the cinema&lt;/span&gt;. I might and I may. One day. Who knows. See, it's not too bad to have a little time for yourself after all! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7534433514178367745-4989026107240531811?l=kahlingsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kahlingsays.blogspot.com/feeds/4989026107240531811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7534433514178367745&amp;postID=4989026107240531811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7534433514178367745/posts/default/4989026107240531811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7534433514178367745/posts/default/4989026107240531811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kahlingsays.blogspot.com/2011/11/111111.html' title='♥ 11.11.11 ♥'/><author><name>Kah Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14657843215504237483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sQzNWpC1HjY/TqraEy9dWoI/AAAAAAAABiM/K9k2r34q7TE/s220/ed.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hRNORGqr8gk/Tr08GyFhdyI/AAAAAAAABjM/5tg0fsfpyvw/s72-c/BukitBintang.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7534433514178367745.post-5905145014190274361</id><published>2011-11-04T22:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-04T22:10:26.139+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>Freaky Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A lot of people out there would be shouting TGIF while me, I cringe when I think of what I went through today. I had classes beginning from 8am so imagine how cranky I will be. But way before that, around 5.30am, I had the worst case of leg cramp. It was so bad that I was limping around to get to the toilet. Then, an hour later, the sky was so grey, I thought it wasn't time to get to class yet. Damn the rain. So, ok fine I shall park inside to save myself from the rainy day. Then right after I parked inside and by 8am, the rain stopped. That's mean I have to start paying for my parking fees. Class went alright and then suddenly I felt so tired after Family Law, I thought I'll just skip Tort since it was just tutorial classes.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The moment I start to drive out, it seems fine so far. My car pass right after the yellow light and normally I will get to the other side. But then the other car got stuck in the middle and he managed to sneak in the other side making me way out of the line really awkwardly! Luckily no car came crashing me by. Whilst there was no car, I quickly swerve back to the other side. Suddenly there was a huge jam at SS2. It never happened and then, police cars start coming by. In my mind was "wahh some big shot VIP meeh!". To my dismay, it was a bad accident up ahead. So being the k-po ma, I looked over at the accident scene. Then I saw the body (covered by a sheet) lying down on the road. RIP. While I was looking at the rest of the scene, the police suddenly opened up the sheet. WALAO EHHHH!! From all the time you don't wanna open, you open it when I was right there in front of the body. Tolong la abang! I was feeling all icky and eerie all over so I quickly dial for mommy (haha! mommy's girl) and she was telling me to quickly take bath from hair to toe and say a short prayer. I think it's to prevent anything from happen (choi!). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Since I could not sleep, I thought why not go to Bukit Bintang area and check out the pre-sales since the Y.E.S is coming soon. I was harassed by so many people along the way. Damn you. And then they had this movie shooting going on in front of Lot 10. People start to block the road when I wanna cross. Then I almost got hit by the car while I wanted to cross as people were blocking my way. Damn you. About 4.30pm, I decided it's time to leave. So I drove to the usual road I use then I thought I see a jam starting to form. I glance at the clock so I thought ok, maybe today is special day as Monday is a public holiday. When the truth was the side of the road in front of Prince Court Hospital was flooded. I was like eh??? Where is the rain?? Freaky enough? So any freaky story from your Halloween? Mine is considered post-Halloween. Anyway, take care while driving on the road while a lot of people are going to "balik kampung" this weekend. Take care readers! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7534433514178367745-5905145014190274361?l=kahlingsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kahlingsays.blogspot.com/feeds/5905145014190274361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7534433514178367745&amp;postID=5905145014190274361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7534433514178367745/posts/default/5905145014190274361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7534433514178367745/posts/default/5905145014190274361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kahlingsays.blogspot.com/2011/11/freaky-friday.html' title='Freaky Friday'/><author><name>Kah Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14657843215504237483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sQzNWpC1HjY/TqraEy9dWoI/AAAAAAAABiM/K9k2r34q7TE/s220/ed.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7534433514178367745.post-6532840466519896499</id><published>2011-10-29T10:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-29T10:30:01.198+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><title type='text'>[Movie Reviews] A Little Bit of Heaven</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Since I'm feeling all loved up and romantic, why waste the mood and so I pampered myself to a good romantic movie. I admit that I have a stash of romantic movies well hidden in my hard drive just in case mood like this kick in. And well, I have proven that it's worth the download after all. Frankly, I am never a fan of sappy love movies. I think they don't worth my time and things like that only happen in the movies. What's more than not, I'm watching it for the sake of handsome actors. After finishing watching romance flicks, it always left you feeling rather dejected and hopeless. Those single would be thinking, "Where is my love?" and those in a relationship would think "Why isn't be the other half as romantic?" Anyway, back to the movie! This time I'm gonna try to write down the synopsis myself! Yay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-niAHkyPD-Bk/TqrgFwFdjcI/AAAAAAAABi4/V03QV25G3rc/s1600/A_Little_Bit_of_Heaven_poster.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-niAHkyPD-Bk/TqrgFwFdjcI/AAAAAAAABi4/V03QV25G3rc/s1600/A_Little_Bit_of_Heaven_poster.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;This story is about Marley (Kate Hudson) who had a great sex life, a job but no true love. She doesn't believes in love and when a guy tried to be serious with her, she just back out. Apparently, she is in a better relationship with her dog, Stanley! Later on she felt that her health doesn't seems to be what it used to be and went for a health checkup. Her doctor, Julian Goldstein (Gael Garcia Bernal) diagnosed her with terminal stage of colon cancer. In the midst of it, she went to heaven and met God (Whoopi Goldberg) and she was granted 3 wishes. First, she wants to learn how to fly. Second, a million dollars ( 500,000 after tax deduction). Third ? While battling cancer she realised her third wish. LOVE. All the while she wanted love as she was afraid to receive it. So she went through her remaining times of her life learning to love and appreciate the people around her right until her deathbed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://2.gvt0.com/vi/rrSbpxTmv2I/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rrSbpxTmv2I&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rrSbpxTmv2I&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My own thoughts on this movie, it was seriously really touching. If you ask me who will I want to speak to before I die, I would draw up a whole list. I want to see my family and have all the happy times again. I wish to speak to my bestie and get crazy and laugh about death instead of crying. I wish to go to several person and they them something I have always meant to say but never had the courage. I really couldn't imagine me dying now. There's so much not done. What if I die young? How would my loved ones cope? I haven't even written a will yet! Right, as if I have any properties (Trust Law Trust Law...jeez). But I know for sure that I do want to bring back the FUN in the FUNeral. Play some loud musics. Organize a festival and and get over with the mourning parade. Celebrate that I'm leaving a cruel world and is nearer to God. So what about you? Have you ever contemplated what if you die early? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7534433514178367745-6532840466519896499?l=kahlingsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kahlingsays.blogspot.com/feeds/6532840466519896499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7534433514178367745&amp;postID=6532840466519896499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7534433514178367745/posts/default/6532840466519896499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7534433514178367745/posts/default/6532840466519896499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kahlingsays.blogspot.com/2011/10/movie-reviews-little-bit-of-heaven.html' title='[Movie Reviews] A Little Bit of Heaven'/><author><name>Kah Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14657843215504237483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sQzNWpC1HjY/TqraEy9dWoI/AAAAAAAABiM/K9k2r34q7TE/s220/ed.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-niAHkyPD-Bk/TqrgFwFdjcI/AAAAAAAABi4/V03QV25G3rc/s72-c/A_Little_Bit_of_Heaven_poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7534433514178367745.post-3927347468906426001</id><published>2011-10-28T21:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T21:37:32.032+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wedding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>Wedding Bells</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Just about 2 nights ago I was feeling so down and could probably cry a river if you asked me to. Today I'm feeling overwhelmed and lovey dovey. I was watching "Only You" over dinner just now and suddenly I told myself, "I wanna get married". And no, with me studying Family Law does not affect my perceptions on wedding. I read tonnes of cases with the marriage irretrievably broken down and ridiculous breakup factors everyday. Dang! But, I've always wanted to get married when I reach 28. By then, my income would be just nice and I won't too old yet. That's mean I have about 7 years left to look for the perfect groom and my dream wedding. A lot of people joked about how my wedding would be like. With my loud personality, they assumed that I would want a hiphop style wedding with T-Pain and Florida playing as my wedding song. Haha! Nah... as any conventional bride out there, I have a fairytale wedding in mine. No no.. nothing like Kate Middleton's wedding. Do I have an image of my future groom yet, you bet I do! I'm not telling I'm not telling! I'm not sharing I'm not sharing! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-79PNgJEVZjI/TqqqJlKZYkI/AAAAAAAABhA/t9w0I1Xc0Rw/s1600/Wedding-Tents.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-79PNgJEVZjI/TqqqJlKZYkI/AAAAAAAABhA/t9w0I1Xc0Rw/s1600/Wedding-Tents.jpg" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Since I-don't-know-when I want a wedding reception that is outdoor. I must be freaking silly to think about it. With the heavy wedding dress and the climate in Malaysia, it's almost impossible to hold one that is outdoor. If you say, rent a tent, that might be doable. The guests will then complain that it would be too stuffy. I wanted it to be at the beach (I'm a beach freak) but the sand will be caught in my dress or my heels will sunk into the sand. But! If I opt for a shorter dress and flats, that would do! Let's just hope the wave won't be too strong and we end up with a wet wedding reception. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1GR0fiokiXY/TqqpTi24A8I/AAAAAAAABgw/z7Crqxeldl4/s1600/short-beach-wedding-dresses.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1GR0fiokiXY/TqqpTi24A8I/AAAAAAAABgw/z7Crqxeldl4/s400/short-beach-wedding-dresses.jpg" width="285" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sweet, short, simple, nuff said!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CnEstcJQQV0/Tqqpsu4kvgI/AAAAAAAABg4/grseqUNcdu8/s1600/Beach-Wedding-Dress21.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CnEstcJQQV0/Tqqpsu4kvgI/AAAAAAAABg4/grseqUNcdu8/s1600/Beach-Wedding-Dress21.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But this is just simply gorgeous!! Ok, I want this instead. I don't care. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_xL0WiGnG8M/TqqqpppZ5yI/AAAAAAAABhI/DSk66XS1xaI/s1600/Great-Wedding-Decorations-Ideas.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_xL0WiGnG8M/TqqqpppZ5yI/AAAAAAAABhI/DSk66XS1xaI/s1600/Great-Wedding-Decorations-Ideas.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But if with God's grace, I end up in a church, I wish it to be this way.&amp;nbsp; Let's just hope that my dress won't catch on fire. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vct0XQTuJ3o/TqqrqAzh3SI/AAAAAAAABhY/XhuR500Ii3c/s1600/pretty-lace-wedding-dress.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vct0XQTuJ3o/TqqrqAzh3SI/AAAAAAAABhY/XhuR500Ii3c/s1600/pretty-lace-wedding-dress.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5B1Ew2kgjrA/TqqrhhC_FMI/AAAAAAAABhQ/fX7P0slpxpo/s1600/lace-strapless-empire-waistline-with-slight-mermaid.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5B1Ew2kgjrA/TqqrhhC_FMI/AAAAAAAABhQ/fX7P0slpxpo/s1600/lace-strapless-empire-waistline-with-slight-mermaid.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;But then, if I were to be in church, my dream dress would be different!! I love lace dresses!! Romantic, elegant and totally exquisite! I'm feeling so indecisive. Luckily I'm not getting married yet. I wonder how did Amy went through all these. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-405bkQ4xdbk/Tqqv3Cinb7I/AAAAAAAABiA/VWZ85XXJdIs/s1600/wedding_bouquet_soft_pinks.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-405bkQ4xdbk/Tqqv3Cinb7I/AAAAAAAABiA/VWZ85XXJdIs/s1600/wedding_bouquet_soft_pinks.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I will be then, holding these in my hands. So pretty... ho mai gawd!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Then I'll think of my hair. It's going to be long anyway so I guess it won't be too much of a problem anyway. But I didn't think of having an updo. Cover face. Illusion of slimmer face. Lol!! This would be just nice. Tousled waves. But put on a tiara and I'll be a princess! Or maybe a Queen?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ElDIqtbv04M/TqqtxuMPPSI/AAAAAAAABhw/tmLOK2mLEDg/s1600/Wedding-Hairstyles-For-Long-Hair-11.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ElDIqtbv04M/TqqtxuMPPSI/AAAAAAAABhw/tmLOK2mLEDg/s400/Wedding-Hairstyles-For-Long-Hair-11.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Wedding song!! Wedding songs are important to me. It's a theme that holds everything together. Lately I have been listening to so many love songs that I'm starting to get paranoid and SERIOUSLY LISTEN to the words and analyze the lyrics (mind of a lawyer!). I want Tank's "Gei Wo Ni De Ai", my ultimate love song Richard Marx "Right Here Waiting", or a bit of huskiness by Nickelback, "Faraway" or even Lifehouse "You and Me" or maybe Bruno Mars "Marry You". If I were to have "Marry You" I want to have it paradized like the one in Glee! &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://1.gvt0.com/vi/v-PBM1cyujk/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/v-PBM1cyujk&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/v-PBM1cyujk&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; But above all, "Way Back Into Love" by Hugh Grant and Haley Bennett. So romantic! Or maybe I can belt out this duet with my groom. Tee hee!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://0.gvt0.com/vi/Fp9lQ8iY1Yg/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Fp9lQ8iY1Yg&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Fp9lQ8iY1Yg&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The wedding banquet shall never ever be the typical Chinese wedding with the karaoke machine blasting away. I think it just put the ambiance off. Definitely mood spoiler can? I wish to have a harp in the wedding banquet! And violins and pianos! Filled with white and pink roses everywhere. (Sorry to those who are allergic to roses!) I found these pictures and it was absolutely gorgeous. But talking about practicality? I'm afraid not. It would be too dark and the guests may not be able to eat properly. Lol... but then it's too dreamy to ignore&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Cx3J1PTXMRM/Tqqs0eGLx-I/AAAAAAAABhg/Qbh-RmmZHH8/s1600/wedding-decorations-photo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="290" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Cx3J1PTXMRM/Tqqs0eGLx-I/AAAAAAAABhg/Qbh-RmmZHH8/s400/wedding-decorations-photo.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lAjQbTAQqp0/TqqtK6yoXVI/AAAAAAAABho/5vkCzKCzW6Y/s1600/princess-concept-wedding-venue-ideas-e1302924043326.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="270" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lAjQbTAQqp0/TqqtK6yoXVI/AAAAAAAABho/5vkCzKCzW6Y/s400/princess-concept-wedding-venue-ideas-e1302924043326.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Then the best above all, THE WEDDING RING! Don't ask me what carat, or cut or the clarity. I know nuts. All I know is I love diamonds! Diamonds are girl's bestfriend and just like any other girl out there, I wish to flash my ring in front of their jealousy green eyes! But nothing fancy of course. The other day, I did a post on infinity rings and some of them looked pretty good. But for now, I want something like this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iHpFWPIHksE/Tqqup0qNAuI/AAAAAAAABh4/0b_9VlmMSaA/s1600/unique-solitaire-wedding-ring.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iHpFWPIHksE/Tqqup0qNAuI/AAAAAAAABh4/0b_9VlmMSaA/s320/unique-solitaire-wedding-ring.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My, my, now that I look at it, it looked so huge and expensive. Just a reference okay!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;It seems like everything is already planned, my future groom may want to download this and keep it as a future reference. Who knows, 2 months from now on, I will proclaim that, "I'M GETTING MARRIED!". Kidding! But it doesn't hurt to dream of a perfect wedding. Let's celebrate love and the unity of one man and one woman! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;(credits to google images)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7534433514178367745-3927347468906426001?l=kahlingsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kahlingsays.blogspot.com/feeds/3927347468906426001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7534433514178367745&amp;postID=3927347468906426001' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7534433514178367745/posts/default/3927347468906426001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7534433514178367745/posts/default/3927347468906426001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kahlingsays.blogspot.com/2011/10/wedding-bells.html' title='Wedding Bells'/><author><name>Kah Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14657843215504237483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sQzNWpC1HjY/TqraEy9dWoI/AAAAAAAABiM/K9k2r34q7TE/s220/ed.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-79PNgJEVZjI/TqqqJlKZYkI/AAAAAAAABhA/t9w0I1Xc0Rw/s72-c/Wedding-Tents.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7534433514178367745.post-6482606874153909822</id><published>2011-10-26T20:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-27T01:43:51.244+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>"Not your type"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1bq8BG40-bA/TqgA-9OR8aI/AAAAAAAABf4/xT7CrLWeH7A/s1600/tumblr_lm12i28PKs1qb0glco1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="282" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1bq8BG40-bA/TqgA-9OR8aI/AAAAAAAABf4/xT7CrLWeH7A/s400/tumblr_lm12i28PKs1qb0glco1_500.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Rainy night. Sappy love songs and completely all alone in a double storey house. Perfect ambiance to think of LOVE. I was supposed to finish my Land Law assignments but I just couldn't bring myself to do it without completing this post. The other day (21st October), I tweeted, " 11 blog posts dedicated to you and still counting. Let's see how long can you last this time". The irony was, few days later (25th October) I tweeted, " I think I'm losing interest". It only take me merely a couple of days to get over certain feelings. I begin to doubt myself whether am I capable of handling a real and serious relationship. Or am I merely a wild girl in heart and in appearance? Everywhere I go, it seems that I have the label, "Wild Girl On The Run" hanging on my neck. They just seems to know what is going to happen or how my life evolve. I wish to tell them they are wrong. But no matter how much I explained, that impression seems to be haunting me forever. I guess it is true after all. Even my emotions are wild and they have a life of their own. I can't seem to hold onto my interest for a long time. When I finally get to know someone, or even get comfortable, I won't be pursuing that person anymore. It's like a road block and I have to u-turn back to my old feelings. People say two opposite sexes can't remain as bestfriends. I beg to differ. It's wrong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1EtOY3ZDlXk/TqgBmxR9h_I/AAAAAAAABgI/T7J6RCt-eas/s1600/tumblr_lnzxsedsbY1qb0glco1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1EtOY3ZDlXk/TqgBmxR9h_I/AAAAAAAABgI/T7J6RCt-eas/s400/tumblr_lnzxsedsbY1qb0glco1_500.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Last night I couldn't sleep as I was pondering what went wrong or what turned me off and I couldn't figure it out. I went to BBM Sik Soon and Whatsapped Clement. Ha! Guy friends are meant to help me solve guy problems. Lol... and they seem to point to one thing, "Not your type". As if I haven't heard of that before. I had a catchup session with Iona where we bitch about boys and every single thing that is happening in our life. She, apparently also said, "Not your type". But I was on my defensive mode and said, "I'm gonna try and make it happen". Few days later, and that mode just died off. Even today I can't clear head off and every now and then I was being slightly paranoid so I Whatsapped my bestie. She had been listening to my rants since 2007 and still is! Lol... and guess what, she had said "Not your type" since the first time she saw the photo of the guy. She kinda figured it out that I will lose interest like any other guy I used to know. I kinda hate this feeling. I can't make myself persevere or maybe sappy love crushes are meant to be like this. Sweet for a while and then the rest are just history and if we are lucky, things will hit off. Or else, we'll just remains friends. I cleared my head for a little while and told myself, it's best to let go. But a little sound in my heart said NO. Ladies, full of emotions and a bagful of whines. We are so in touch with our emotional sides and we often misinterpret the actions of the man. I need an analyzer to help me with my emotions. I have the ability to adore a man for 8 years and also for just 8 weeks. How awesome am I? I have no idea if this is a good thing. For now, I'll just take a deep breath, close my eyes and wish that it will never happen again. Mixed up emotions are the worst thing to happen to me. I don't handle them well.Maybe I should set a deadline like my relationships with shopping. If you keep on thinking about it, you might still want it. If it is still there, it's yours. That's my shopping motto. Well, applicable for love I guess. I better stop listening to Lifehouse, "You and Me" and let's pump up the volume to La Roux. "Bulletproof". Tata my love! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7534433514178367745-6482606874153909822?l=kahlingsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kahlingsays.blogspot.com/feeds/6482606874153909822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7534433514178367745&amp;postID=6482606874153909822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7534433514178367745/posts/default/6482606874153909822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7534433514178367745/posts/default/6482606874153909822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kahlingsays.blogspot.com/2011/10/not-your-type.html' title='&quot;Not your type&quot;'/><author><name>Kah Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14657843215504237483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sQzNWpC1HjY/TqraEy9dWoI/AAAAAAAABiM/K9k2r34q7TE/s220/ed.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1bq8BG40-bA/TqgA-9OR8aI/AAAAAAAABf4/xT7CrLWeH7A/s72-c/tumblr_lm12i28PKs1qb0glco1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7534433514178367745.post-5946571245189338585</id><published>2011-10-24T19:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-25T01:01:03.415+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><title type='text'>[Movie Reviews] The Three Musketeers</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Back to my relaxing spot for another while after finishing my errands in Midvalley. I'm officially broke! But I don't care eh eh eh eh eh! Last night I had a horrible night. Too many nightmares and I was trying my very best to calm down and sleep. The aircond was being such a pain and continued with loud rattling noise the whole freaking night. I only managed to sleep properly about 5am. Then after that, I schedule myself to wake up at 11.30am so I could be at the uni by 1pm. Tet Woei was being an "angel" and he woke me up at 10am. Aideerr... oh well, at least I get to finish some errands at home before head out, so it's all good! While I'm still in a good mood now, let's have a good movie review! Watched this with Iona last night at Pavilion and it was superb!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'll google the synopsis for you all before proceeding: The hot-headed young D'Artagnan along with three former legendary but now down on their luck Musketeers must unite and defeat a beautiful double agent and her villainous employer from seizing the French throne and engulfing Europe in war. (credits to IMDB)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YWy6srIPJcY/TqVJLint6fI/AAAAAAAABfo/mOY_-YkuHgE/s1600/1310343891_the-three-musketeers.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YWy6srIPJcY/TqVJLint6fI/AAAAAAAABfo/mOY_-YkuHgE/s1600/1310343891_the-three-musketeers.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(credits to WebMovie.info)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The whole movie lasted for about 2 hours and frankly the first few minutes were rather boring. It always happen that way for me and I only managed to wake up after 15 minutes of the movie. I mean for movies that are very much conversation based. This movie is a movie that is definitely best for ladies and their men. It can be considered an action-filled movie as you can see tonnes of swords fighting and kicks in the butts and of course some fashion to be considered as a joke to the men. I mean guys in high-heeled Oxford shoes? You will know what I mean if you give ample notice to the King. They also have pretty ladies to oogle at. Did I mention Milla Jovovich is in it? Absolutely gorgeous! Besides that, the funny existence of a floating warship is something you might see out of some video games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BGqCzSCNToo/TqVJM43UgsI/AAAAAAAABfw/AWXl-4wYlfw/s1600/the-three-musketeers-aramis.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BGqCzSCNToo/TqVJM43UgsI/AAAAAAAABfw/AWXl-4wYlfw/s400/the-three-musketeers-aramis.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the ladies, enough said, hot men!! I have to say I worship the wonderful array of men in this movie. Orlando Bloom alone is enough to keep us fidgety on our seats! But the rest of the musketeers are worthy our attention minus the funny Medieval outfits! Logan Lerman (from Percy Jackson) looked absolutely stunning as usual with his scruffy hairdo and pretty blue eyes. But my personal favourite would be &lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Luke Evans (Aramis)&lt;/span&gt;. I almost mistaken him as Orlando Bloom. With all these pretty people in the movie and really state of the art computer graphics, it's hard to resist this movie. Personally, thanks to this movie, I was wondering how would it feel like to live in those times where I have long puffy dresses and corsets to wear. So as in short, it is a good movie to watch with loved ones, or the opposite sex! It's like whiff of fresh air with enough hints of laughter! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7534433514178367745-5946571245189338585?l=kahlingsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kahlingsays.blogspot.com/feeds/5946571245189338585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7534433514178367745&amp;postID=5946571245189338585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7534433514178367745/posts/default/5946571245189338585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7534433514178367745/posts/default/5946571245189338585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kahlingsays.blogspot.com/2011/10/movie-reviews-three-musketeers.html' title='[Movie Reviews] The Three Musketeers'/><author><name>Kah Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14657843215504237483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sQzNWpC1HjY/TqraEy9dWoI/AAAAAAAABiM/K9k2r34q7TE/s220/ed.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YWy6srIPJcY/TqVJLint6fI/AAAAAAAABfo/mOY_-YkuHgE/s72-c/1310343891_the-three-musketeers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7534433514178367745.post-9136376560299354015</id><published>2011-10-21T22:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-21T22:25:13.013+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reviews'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pavilion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><title type='text'>Attack of the Taiwanese (Japanese) Bubble Tea Part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This week by far, was one of the most tired week I had. Let's see. Monday I was busy running errands. Tuesday class till 4pm and at night I was rushing my Land Law assignment. Wednesday was spent in Puchong Clinic. Thursday was class till 5pm and rushing Family Law. Friday, well I returned home lugging a huge box of my old stuff and I practically fainted on my bed till 7.30pm. Woke up with the worst feeling ever and embracing a lion mane. Yes! This is the part 2. You must be thinking I have nothing better to do but to drink bubble teas, well... I am a self-proclaimed addict so you all are benefiting from need not wasting the unnecessary money on bad drinks. See I so sayang my readers. Anyway, read &lt;a href="http://kahlingsays.blogspot.com/2011/10/attack-of-taiwanese-bubble-tea.html"&gt;part 1 &lt;/a&gt;if you haven't. It's highly related. I'm gonna bring another contender (this time Japanese) into this competition:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;Ochado&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-e34rAI2gyts/TqF_R4dCDyI/AAAAAAAABfc/VUSUXqyJYv4/s1600/images.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-e34rAI2gyts/TqF_R4dCDyI/AAAAAAAABfc/VUSUXqyJYv4/s1600/images.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(picture credits to?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;As today I finish class about 1pm, I reckon I'll just stop by Sephora to grab my dry shampoo and just enjoy a little self-pampering. I told myself only one hour in Fahrenheit 88, but after a little shopping, and on my way to the auto pay station, I realised I have passed the 1 hour mark by a minute. So I was thinking, what the heck, why pay the additional RM1 for that one measly minute. So I walked to Pavilion. A little sound inside of me told me to try Ochado. I was like okay la okay la... since I had my breakfast at 9.30am and practically no lunch, Ochado will be my lunch (if you count the calories). You can find Ochado at Level 6 Pavilion at the Tokyo Street. There was just a very short queue as compared to Chatime. Usually at Chatime Pavilion, I have to wait for at least 20 more numbers then it would be my turn. Usually I would try something out of the norm but this time, I sampled their Roasted Pearl Milk Tea with 25% sugar. I hereby claim 25% sugar is the best amount for me in any bubble tea. Anyone buying for me, it's 25% sugar okay!!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My say: (I'm sorry I didn't have any pictures. I don't own a camera and I could have probably snapped a crappy picture with my BB but I was too busy drinking and BBMing!) Their pearls are relatively smaller than Chatime's or any others and yet have the same tangy feeling. But I couldn't taste any milk in it. The tea was pretty fragrant. The price&amp;nbsp; and size is comparable to Chatime as well.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Now for the &lt;u style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;FINAL OUTCOME&lt;/u&gt;:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;1) If you love tea based bubble teas, go for Gong Cha. It is still much fragrant and the white pearls give a new twist to it. I tried both the winter melon tea from Gong Cha and Chatime and foamy layer from Gong Cha gave the bubble tea a slight savoury taste, making it less sweet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;2) If you love milk based bubble teas, it's going to be Chatime. The pearl is the best and they give you a really good amount! Just remember to adjust the sugar level.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Love me yet? Go and grab a cup of your favourite bubble tea today!! Damn, feel like having Gong Cha! Any deliveries? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&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/7534433514178367745-9136376560299354015?l=kahlingsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kahlingsays.blogspot.com/feeds/9136376560299354015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7534433514178367745&amp;postID=9136376560299354015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7534433514178367745/posts/default/9136376560299354015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7534433514178367745/posts/default/9136376560299354015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kahlingsays.blogspot.com/2011/10/attack-of-taiwanese-bubble-tea-part-2.html' title='Attack of the Taiwanese (Japanese) Bubble Tea Part 2'/><author><name>Kah Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14657843215504237483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sQzNWpC1HjY/TqraEy9dWoI/AAAAAAAABiM/K9k2r34q7TE/s220/ed.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-e34rAI2gyts/TqF_R4dCDyI/AAAAAAAABfc/VUSUXqyJYv4/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7534433514178367745.post-5722768213473315739</id><published>2011-10-14T22:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-14T22:44:20.473+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>Comfort Place</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Whenever I feel really down in KL, I want to go back to Kuching. I wish to book the next flight out regardless of the price or my schedule or anything at all. Kuching is where my love is, my families and my friends. Of course my little Snowy and unlimited booze. But then, I know that would be too much and I choose to hide in my "Comfort Place". After I moved to Damansara, it felt foreign. No doubt it is really near my university. But other than that, I despise this place. I mean 2 weeks right after I moved in, I had a freak accident. There's tonnes of dissatisfaction at my place so at the end of the day I just come in to sleep, eat and study. The rest of the time I'll be driving far away. Since I started staying at Bukit Jalil when I first moved in, my heart felt especially ease at that place. I know where things are and how to go around. I have to confess that I have never ever want to explore this place at all. It is a place that I do not wish to know much of. So every now and then, when I felt really stressed out, I would take my car and drove all the way to Bukit Jalil. Although it may be considered quite a journey, but it was where I felt really at peace. I would end up going to the zhap fan stall I love so much just to stock up my dinner and I wouldn't even bother to drive to SS2 at all. See the irony?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bT_BPYUSfEI/TphKaUOmK1I/AAAAAAAABfI/VMeCFaENH-U/s1600/BC5544-001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="326" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bT_BPYUSfEI/TphKaUOmK1I/AAAAAAAABfI/VMeCFaENH-U/s400/BC5544-001.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;There are tonnes of Starbucks in KL. The nearest to me would be at Tropicana Mall (I think) but I have never thought of going in there. I will especially drove to Gardens just to sit in there. Maybe it's just me, but whenever I felt at confusion or just have a bad day, I only want to sit down quietly alone at a corner that I know best, without even considering where is it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-69hFWueT1Jg/TphKZd_B-JI/AAAAAAAABfA/aG0RMN0ImvI/s1600/108309576.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-69hFWueT1Jg/TphKZd_B-JI/AAAAAAAABfA/aG0RMN0ImvI/s400/108309576.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Since my blog has "confessions" in it, I'll have a small confession. It's hard to find a friend that can really understand me here. I could almost say to none. So instead of being all sad and fed up about it, I will take my time out and just have a little of "me-time" and everything would be fine. Living in a city where I personally felt that it has no heart or any warmth really takes a lot of courage and bravery. I salute myself. Good friends are hard to come by here. This is a hard true fact where I discovered after I had an accident and I found myself calling 20 friends and only 4 would come up to me and help. See how sad my life is? Lucky for me, I have outstation friends that are far more than willing to respond to my BBM (Sik Soon) and my Whatsapp messages just to calm me down and make sure I'm alright. Life is cruel. To see it the other way round is the real challenge. I thank God for giving me the strength every single time I felt the world is crumbling down and everyone has their backs facing me. I tell myself it's alright as I know I'm a strong lady after all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;credits: gettyimages &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/7534433514178367745-5722768213473315739?l=kahlingsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kahlingsays.blogspot.com/feeds/5722768213473315739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7534433514178367745&amp;postID=5722768213473315739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7534433514178367745/posts/default/5722768213473315739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7534433514178367745/posts/default/5722768213473315739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kahlingsays.blogspot.com/2011/10/comfort-place.html' title='Comfort Place'/><author><name>Kah Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14657843215504237483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sQzNWpC1HjY/TqraEy9dWoI/AAAAAAAABiM/K9k2r34q7TE/s220/ed.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bT_BPYUSfEI/TphKaUOmK1I/AAAAAAAABfI/VMeCFaENH-U/s72-c/BC5544-001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7534433514178367745.post-1900190449664262291</id><published>2011-10-09T15:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-09T15:20:53.438+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reviews'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beauty'/><title type='text'>Hada Labo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I woke up with a smile on my face this afternoon. Well 15 past 12 is considered afternoon already right? A few cute Whatsapp messages and an amusing tweet and of course a happy Facebook message from Clement that he is accepted to work in Singapore definitely boost my day up. God knows what gave me the energy to do my laundry today so I have my fresh sheets on my bed and tonight will be a good sweet night sleep! Last night I only slept around 4 am. For what reasons? I have no idea. So here I am, in a clean room which smells heavenly since I light up the oil burner with rose scented candles =), I'll write a review on Hada Labo!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-75yCM7pxAlg/TpFK7G-UPSI/AAAAAAAABew/O0X8EmIfPTc/s1600/hd.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-75yCM7pxAlg/TpFK7G-UPSI/AAAAAAAABew/O0X8EmIfPTc/s400/hd.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Lately, my skin has been looking really dull and somehow tanned. I was thinking this is wrong as I don't go under the sun often. So probably it needs a little brightening and I guess whitening products will do the trick. So before that I started using the Hada Labo Super Hyaluronic Acid series and it really gives me the "toing toing" effect on my skin but then it wasn't enough. Feeling rather frustrated with the dullness of my skin, I went to buy the Hada Labo Arbutin series at Watsons. Purchased the Whitening Lotion and the Whitening Milk for the poor skin didn't actually burnt a hole in my purse. For the purchase was about RM110? I used to own a bottle of moisturiser that cost me about RM100 for just the moisturiser so I would like to say Hada Labo is really reasonable!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eCR5F23TMqc/TpFK8K8tN5I/AAAAAAAABe0/kYPMy25KOFc/s1600/lotion.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eCR5F23TMqc/TpFK8K8tN5I/AAAAAAAABe0/kYPMy25KOFc/s320/lotion.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The Whitening Lotion seems to me like a toner. I used it before the Milk. It contains Vitamin C to help skin recover from sun damage while reducing the dark spots. The Arbutin in it helps to fight dark spots and with the Hyaluronic Acid, it keeps your skin supple and hydrated. This is different from your typical "toner" as usually we will soak the cotton pad with the toner and wipe it around the face. But this one requires you to pat in into your face. Well, as if like you're smacking your own face, but gently of course.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kTFojLE-jlU/TpFK85kn-gI/AAAAAAAABe4/R9EwxbbrTTE/s1600/milk.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kTFojLE-jlU/TpFK85kn-gI/AAAAAAAABe4/R9EwxbbrTTE/s320/milk.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The Whitening Milk apparently have the same ingredients but it's much more moisturizing and stickier even after you pat it in. Sometimes I cheat by applying it even on my face then start patting as it does take quite some time for it to absorb and me waking up sometimes an hour before class starts really doesn't give me much time to pat my face for long!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So what's the verdict? I've been using for a week and so far it does slightly give my face a brighter tinge and it does appeared smoother. Last night someone said my skin looked like "a baby's ass's skin". I would rather have a freshly peeled hard boiled egg skin but I guess having baby skin is good enough! Do buy Hada Labo! It's worth the money and the time for patting it into your skin. Cheers to good baby skin!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&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/7534433514178367745-1900190449664262291?l=kahlingsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kahlingsays.blogspot.com/feeds/1900190449664262291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7534433514178367745&amp;postID=1900190449664262291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7534433514178367745/posts/default/1900190449664262291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7534433514178367745/posts/default/1900190449664262291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kahlingsays.blogspot.com/2011/10/hada-labo.html' title='Hada Labo'/><author><name>Kah Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14657843215504237483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sQzNWpC1HjY/TqraEy9dWoI/AAAAAAAABiM/K9k2r34q7TE/s220/ed.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-75yCM7pxAlg/TpFK7G-UPSI/AAAAAAAABew/O0X8EmIfPTc/s72-c/hd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7534433514178367745.post-8822850165574984645</id><published>2011-10-05T22:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-05T22:03:03.092+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pavilion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gardens'/><title type='text'>Attack of the Taiwanese Bubble Tea</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Lately there has been a trend in the food business. Taiwanese dessert. Seriously! The first Taiwanese dessert I apparently had was Snowflakes. Now I don't think there's anything I could shout about already. It's like a yumcha session with it. Then I had Honeymoon which I presumed is also Taiwanese. Mehhh... not my cuppa tea. Then suddenly the Taiwan bubble tea craze hit Malaysia by first introducing Chatime. Pronounced as CHA (Tea in Chinese) and Time.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mu0c1pRSehc/ToxeFak3ooI/AAAAAAAABek/bBI-w_WOszY/s1600/ct.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="299" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mu0c1pRSehc/ToxeFak3ooI/AAAAAAAABek/bBI-w_WOszY/s400/ct.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The first time I had Chatime was earlier this year when I read about it in Chuckei's blog. I was like what is that? Seems delicious and me being a total a fan of bubble tea, I just had to have them! So, I had the Uji Matcha as my first? Basically it was green tea with red beans. My first impression was: SO good! Maybe I was being a silly person and suaku, I never had green tea with red beans. Like upgraded version of ice kacang. Then slowly I got hooked to it! I was back in Kuching for quite a while and when I came back to KL, I stayed about 10 minutes walk away from Pavilion, I had it for almost everyday. And everytime I get the big cup. I would say it does worth the money and it has tonnes of pearls in it!! Their pearls, hands down DA BOMB! Suddenly one day I tried something different and it was love. Matcha Mousse I love you! It was a sinful cup of drink and seriously I would like to declare, I wish to have a break from Chatime bubble tea. It is so fattening for goodness sake!!! Although we can adjust the sugar level and everything, but the starch is such a killer. I love Chatime but I just can't afford to drink it. [Picture is not mine. I will credit accordingly. Do let me know :)]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n729bHseHEs/ToxjEwmKRJI/AAAAAAAABes/B0kzv7-UGrg/s1600/pv2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="253" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n729bHseHEs/ToxjEwmKRJI/AAAAAAAABes/B0kzv7-UGrg/s400/pv2.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Up next: Snowflake Bubble Tea. I love Snowflake. Well loveD. Now I'm bored of it and instead of pondering what to order, I'll just get my usual Bestseller. Since I got so bored of my usual, I thought why not try the bubble tea? And much to my dismay, it seriously can't be compared to their oh-so-awesome desserts. It was just a very normal and plain cup of bubble tea. I was disappointed and never order their bubble tea again. [Picture is not mine. I will credit accordingly. Do let me know :)]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-P-5iTgYeVe0/ToxeJL7hmQI/AAAAAAAABeo/tMrQa2-DRbo/s1600/gc.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-P-5iTgYeVe0/ToxeJL7hmQI/AAAAAAAABeo/tMrQa2-DRbo/s400/gc.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Lastly, Gong Cha. I heard about Gong Cha for thousands and millions of time from my friends. They claimed it to be better than Chatime. I was like "really or not?" But then Gong Cha only have branches at SS15 and Gardens Mall. I felt rather skeptical about it but I tried it anyway after almost everyone said that it is so so good and I have to try their winter melon tea. So I did! I finally had my share from the Gardens Mall. It is quite hidden actually. It's at the 2nd Floor of the mall, opposite Ying Ker Lou, at the Isetan Side. Basically, the yellow side la hooorr... I tried their Signature Winter Melon Tea with 50% sugar and less ice topped with white pearls. It had this pretty foam on top and it comes with instructions on how to drink it but screw instructions, I mixed everything up and I had the shock of my life. 50% sugar felt like 100% sugar. Remind me to get a 30% sugar next time. So what do I think about it? Frankly, I can't taste the winter melon at all. It was overwhelmed by the whitish foam and the sugar. But it was a healthier version as it was more tea than milk and the white pearl which I heard was less starchy than the black ones. So is this better than Chatime? It's really to draw a line. But for the mean time, if I ever have a sudden craving for bubble tea, Gong Cha would be a healthier version. So, yay Gong Cha!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Others to try by me: Ochado (Pavilion Tokyo Street) &amp;amp; Share Tea (Sg Wang). That would be probably next month! Hehe! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7534433514178367745-8822850165574984645?l=kahlingsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kahlingsays.blogspot.com/feeds/8822850165574984645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7534433514178367745&amp;postID=8822850165574984645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7534433514178367745/posts/default/8822850165574984645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7534433514178367745/posts/default/8822850165574984645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kahlingsays.blogspot.com/2011/10/attack-of-taiwanese-bubble-tea.html' title='Attack of the Taiwanese Bubble Tea'/><author><name>Kah Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14657843215504237483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sQzNWpC1HjY/TqraEy9dWoI/AAAAAAAABiM/K9k2r34q7TE/s220/ed.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mu0c1pRSehc/ToxeFak3ooI/AAAAAAAABek/bBI-w_WOszY/s72-c/ct.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7534433514178367745.post-792529261938241817</id><published>2011-10-02T14:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-02T14:22:18.972+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>That Awkward Moment When</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I despise that phrase so much! It's everywhere! Especially on Twitter. Everything is "that awkward moment when..." I mean is that even a catchphrase? It is overrated and is used for every single thing. I end up "unfollow" people on twitter because of that. Right after one tweet has that, the rest tend to follow up and going on with the "awkward moment" with hopes that it will be a trending topic. I mean seriously? Check out Ryan Higa's video and you get what I mean: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://2.gvt0.com/vi/5__rFK07pGI/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5__rFK07pGI&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5__rFK07pGI&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Go to twitter and type "awkward moment" and you find that awkward moment is isn't that awkward after all. Worse, try googling it. There are tonnes of websites dedicated to it. For example:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;1) That awkward moment when you can't decide to go left or right when someone is in your way. I encounter that every single day. So I should be deadly awkward. Just stand still and point to the direction where you wish to walk or just ask the other party to walk first. Nothing awkward there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;2) That awkward moment when you look both ways on a one way street? Can someone tell me what is awkward with that? It's like a precautionary step alright? I mean anything can happen on a one way street. Who knows a pedestrian decided to run towards your direction and you crossed? Now, that would be awkward!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;3) The awkward moment when Microsoft spells your name wrong. Huh? I mean it seriously? Huh? Hey our names are creation of our parents so unless they are part of Microsoft, there are high chances that it will be spelt wrong. Get a life...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I got so frustrated along the way reading all the awkward moment. Who cares whether Pinnochio and Voldemort meet? Oh, because of Pinnochio has a long nose and Voldemort practically has none? How does it affect us? Please stop it with the overused phrase. It's annoying! Ok, people may hate me now oh who cares... The awkward moment when I tried to state my opinion and people decided to hate me... oooppssiiee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&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/7534433514178367745-792529261938241817?l=kahlingsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kahlingsays.blogspot.com/feeds/792529261938241817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7534433514178367745&amp;postID=792529261938241817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7534433514178367745/posts/default/792529261938241817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7534433514178367745/posts/default/792529261938241817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kahlingsays.blogspot.com/2011/10/that-awkward-moment-when.html' title='That Awkward Moment When'/><author><name>Kah Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14657843215504237483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sQzNWpC1HjY/TqraEy9dWoI/AAAAAAAABiM/K9k2r34q7TE/s220/ed.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7534433514178367745.post-3290467086819433691</id><published>2011-09-30T22:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T22:10:14.576+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Brains vs Looks</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Is this a tough battle for most us out there? To choose looks over brains or brains over looks? I guess I heard about this conversation somewhere or maybe it popped up in my mind the other day and it just remained in my head for quite a while. Generally this is a question fondly pondered by most guys and girls so I'll just post an opinion of my own.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Truthfully, the first thing we all get attracted to is looks first. I'm pretty sure about that. How on Earth are you gonna be attracted to a person's brain even before looking at that person right? If you can, please let me know how. I mean, you read how clever the person is also by first looking at the article with their face right? Ok I don't make sense suddenly.... I can't answer this question actually. Looks or brains? Which comes first or to be prioritized? Tough question.. *whips out the thinking hat*&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7LjjDu3Wzpo/ToXM8rbaAOI/AAAAAAAABeg/gz0MeNkD_xY/s1600/309477_10150292590800782_87777130781_7691125_7494961_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7LjjDu3Wzpo/ToXM8rbaAOI/AAAAAAAABeg/gz0MeNkD_xY/s400/309477_10150292590800782_87777130781_7691125_7494961_n.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Why did I use Vanness Wu? He was a topic the other day with my friend and "Ai-ya" is playing on the background. Too hard to resist my dear. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Let's face it. All of us want a hot the other half, companion, lover you name it. I guess it's really proud to show them off like the best accessories you own. Maybe as a substitute for lavish branded handbags (for girls of course). They can just make your day by smiling sweetly to you and the whole day would be a pure bliss. Your girl friends will get so jealous and gay men will envy you (LOL!) and it's definitely a plus if they own a rocking body. But what if he's a total bimbo at heart? Who can't make out the usual 1+1? Personally, I may be would think it's cute at the beginning and maybe it was just a temporary kind of thing. But if it continues being a total klutz, I swear I would just smack him off. I have thing about being with silly people. Of course I'm being judgmental now but I appreciate long and substantive conversations. If a man could only tell me how expensive his CK boxers are or hot Megan Fox is, what am I supposed to do? However, my soft spot is "a sweet smile". So who knows, after being bimbotic, he just flash a smile to me and I will think he is a reborn of Albert Einstein! Now I'm being bimbotic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-K9TUA091qCI/ToXM2pOopfI/AAAAAAAABec/s0wJdCmekn8/s1600/rbv0181259.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-K9TUA091qCI/ToXM2pOopfI/AAAAAAAABec/s0wJdCmekn8/s400/rbv0181259.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A really intellectual man is really sexy as well. Haven't you heard? Geek/Nerd is the new sexy. The huge nerd glasses are back in style if you are aware. It reminds me, why did I leave it in Kuching? Can someone Poslaju it back to me? Admit it, clever people are awfully sexy and when they speak, they just ooze sex appeal. Lol... But on the other hand, what if they look beyond nerdy and wears suspenders and also with braces on? We probably wouldn't even start a conversation right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8kYSJKbyBPk/ToXM0ZdQfhI/AAAAAAAABeY/PHPlZxhVibM/s1600/matt-loewen-suspenders.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8kYSJKbyBPk/ToXM0ZdQfhI/AAAAAAAABeY/PHPlZxhVibM/s320/matt-loewen-suspenders.jpg" width="246" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Hey I don't mind this one though!Haha! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But I mean it seriously intellectual people have a serious case of kiasuness. I would say especially lawyers. I come from law school and I hang with all those kiasu people all the time. All you need is an arguable topic and you will go on and on and on trying to make your point. Even if you don't have an arguable topic, it just kinda ticks you off, the train will start choo choo away and me being one of them, will definitely not stop until I got my stand. Being intellectual also means a lot of serious topics to be considered. Imagine in a fancy restaurant and a bottle of Merlot, I would expect a romantic ambiance and the usual sweet conversation. But what if all he talks about his about the molecules in his food or the bacterias from the water? Damn spoil mood can!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;See what I mean? I can't draw a fine line between men like these. It's tough to find the best of both worlds. So when it comes, hold on to them! Save the hassle of having to choose and destroying brain cells in the midst of it! Haha! So what do you think?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;credits for pictures: google images and as on photos&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/7534433514178367745-3290467086819433691?l=kahlingsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kahlingsays.blogspot.com/feeds/3290467086819433691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7534433514178367745&amp;postID=3290467086819433691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7534433514178367745/posts/default/3290467086819433691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7534433514178367745/posts/default/3290467086819433691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kahlingsays.blogspot.com/2011/09/brains-vs-looks.html' title='Brains vs Looks'/><author><name>Kah Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14657843215504237483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sQzNWpC1HjY/TqraEy9dWoI/AAAAAAAABiM/K9k2r34q7TE/s220/ed.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7LjjDu3Wzpo/ToXM8rbaAOI/AAAAAAAABeg/gz0MeNkD_xY/s72-c/309477_10150292590800782_87777130781_7691125_7494961_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7534433514178367745.post-3966324759861879169</id><published>2011-09-29T22:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T00:50:51.514+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>10 Day Challenge: 1 Photo of Myself</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Taddaaa.. this is the last of the challenge. It lasted more than 10 days. Lol... I feel kinda cranky now with PMS haunting me every month. I got a feeling that this is going to be a pretty bad one. I went to google "premenstrual fever" and I realise I wasn't the only one after all. This is going to last for a few days. I think the PMS thing is very much associated with the ying and yang of the body. I want some of my grandmama's ka chang ma :( .&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r843K-ZakTk/TnHG8Ko-GYI/AAAAAAAABcs/_Z0vI9zUTSc/s1600/10-days-you-challenge.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r843K-ZakTk/TnHG8Ko-GYI/AAAAAAAABcs/_Z0vI9zUTSc/s1600/10-days-you-challenge.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r843K-ZakTk/TnHG8Ko-GYI/AAAAAAAABcs/_Z0vI9zUTSc/s1600/10-days-you-challenge.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Choosing just a photo of myself is like going through my own wedding album where there will be tonnes of dissatisfaction and the usual "why did I pose like that". But, I finally settled for one which is I hope, well appropriate for this post!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vRxzc0kFqpQ/ToR4H_q4p9I/AAAAAAAABeU/0OlJKv7p5aw/s1600/sg.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vRxzc0kFqpQ/ToR4H_q4p9I/AAAAAAAABeU/0OlJKv7p5aw/s400/sg.jpg" width="272" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Those who are friends with me on facebook probably know I went to Singapore with sis dearest after my exams. It was a real reward for both my sister and I as we managed to complete one chapter of our life and it was the first time that we went overseas together without mummy. Thanks jie again for the trip! It was a real eye opener! Never thought I would be so attached to Singapore now thinking about it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Why I chose this photo? Because I look super pretty with my pose like that. My legs so skinny and the Merlion is helping me wash my hair. Haha.. no la no la... Just wanna make "Singapore" as a statement. Actually I hesitated on going to this Merlion Park as I always thought there's nothing special about a lion with a fish tail spitting out water. I went with my sis because she really wanted to. I have never been to Singapore before this. I heard about how lovely it is and I was supposed to meet up Clement when I was there. *Aheemm coughs coughs you owe me* After the trip, I realised I do like it there and despite the crazy and hectic and kiasu life the Singaporeans have, I still want to make a living there. I was devastated to realise that my external degree in Law is not accepted there but it doesn't mean it is a dead end. It's like an extra push for me to study even harder so I can obtain exceptional results which may secure me in a good company. Who knows I decided to leave the litigation world and stay in a good company? Wish me luck my darlings. I yearn for the busy and hectic life out there. I know I'm gonna make it out there with the blessing and guidance of God. I just need a little push and I'll make a statement. Let's cross our fingers and wish for the best!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ok... my second finger officially hurt. I hurt myself endlessly this week and now I only want to cuddle in my bed with my Sex and the City. I'll be back soon :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7534433514178367745-3966324759861879169?l=kahlingsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kahlingsays.blogspot.com/feeds/3966324759861879169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7534433514178367745&amp;postID=3966324759861879169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7534433514178367745/posts/default/3966324759861879169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7534433514178367745/posts/default/3966324759861879169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kahlingsays.blogspot.com/2011/09/10-day-challenge-1-photo-of-myself.html' title='10 Day Challenge: 1 Photo of Myself'/><author><name>Kah Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14657843215504237483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sQzNWpC1HjY/TqraEy9dWoI/AAAAAAAABiM/K9k2r34q7TE/s220/ed.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r843K-ZakTk/TnHG8Ko-GYI/AAAAAAAABcs/_Z0vI9zUTSc/s72-c/10-days-you-challenge.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7534433514178367745.post-1730448790454289109</id><published>2011-09-28T20:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-28T20:49:43.466+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>10 Days Challange: 2 Songs</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Wow. This is coming an end soon. No more challenge. And indeed as the challenge gets nearer to an end, it just gets tougher. Just 2 songs? I am such a music person so asking me to just choose two is almost suicidal. But I'll be sensible and choose songs with meaning alright? I'll kick out all the really loud music like Florida and T-Pain and we'll go for a romantic side tonight...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r843K-ZakTk/TnHG8Ko-GYI/AAAAAAAABcs/_Z0vI9zUTSc/s1600/10-days-you-challenge.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r843K-ZakTk/TnHG8Ko-GYI/AAAAAAAABcs/_Z0vI9zUTSc/s1600/10-days-you-challenge.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I keep on smacking myself but I guess I have to choose this song: &lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;Pixie Lott - Cry Me Out&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://3.gvt0.com/vi/BnUxeZvNwnM/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BnUxeZvNwnM&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BnUxeZvNwnM&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I got your emails&lt;br /&gt;You just don't get females&lt;br /&gt;Now, do you?&lt;br /&gt;What's in the heart&lt;br /&gt;Is not on your head&lt;br /&gt;Anywhere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mate, you're too late&lt;br /&gt;And your weren't worth the wait&lt;br /&gt;Now, were you?&lt;br /&gt;It's out of my hands&lt;br /&gt;Since you blew your last chance&lt;br /&gt;When you played me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll have to cry me out&lt;br /&gt;You'll have to cry me out&lt;br /&gt;The tears that I'll fall&lt;br /&gt;Mean nothing at all&lt;br /&gt;It's time to get over yourself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby, you ain't all that&lt;br /&gt;Maybe, there's no way back&lt;br /&gt;You can keep talking&lt;br /&gt;But, baby, I'm walking away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I found out&lt;br /&gt;How you messed me about&lt;br /&gt;I was broken&lt;br /&gt;Back then I believed you&lt;br /&gt;Now, I don't need you&lt;br /&gt;No more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pick on your phone&lt;br /&gt;Proves you weren't alone&lt;br /&gt;She was with you, yeah&lt;br /&gt;Now, I couldn't care&lt;br /&gt;That you weren't aware&lt;br /&gt;We're through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll have to cry me out&lt;br /&gt;You'll have to cry me out&lt;br /&gt;The tears that I'll fall&lt;br /&gt;Mean nothing at all&lt;br /&gt;It's time to get over yourself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby, you ain't all that&lt;br /&gt;Maybe, there's no way back&lt;br /&gt;You can keep talking&lt;br /&gt;But, baby, I'm walking away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna have to cry me out&lt;br /&gt;Gonna have to cry me out&lt;br /&gt;Boy, there ain't no doubt&lt;br /&gt;Gonna have to cry me out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Won't hurt a little bit&lt;br /&gt;Boy, better get used to it&lt;br /&gt;You can keep talking&lt;br /&gt;But, baby, I'm walking away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listen, I got the emails&lt;br /&gt;I got the text&lt;br /&gt;The answer's still the same&lt;br /&gt;It's the way it is&lt;br /&gt;I got to go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll have to cry me out&lt;br /&gt;You'll have to cry me out&lt;br /&gt;The tears that I'll fall&lt;br /&gt;Mean nothing at all&lt;br /&gt;It's time to get over yourself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby, you ain't all that&lt;br /&gt;Maybe, there's no way back&lt;br /&gt;You can keep talking&lt;br /&gt;But, baby, I'm walking away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll have to cry me out&lt;br /&gt;You'll have to cry me out&lt;br /&gt;The tears that I'll fall&lt;br /&gt;Mean nothing at all&lt;br /&gt;It's time to get over yourself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause baby, you ain't all that&lt;br /&gt;Maybe, there's no way back&lt;br /&gt;You can keep talking&lt;br /&gt;But, baby, I'm walking away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I personally think this song is for the broken hearted out there. It's time to cry out and stop clinging to old love. Move on my dear :). I guess it's also about how old love is hard to rekindle cause "Maybe, there's no way back". This song also sounds as if the lover is an egoistic kinda person? "Baby you ain't all that"... Kinda reminds me of someone... Anyway, I can play this song on repeat forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my ultimate love song: &lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;Nickelback - Faraway&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://2.gvt0.com/vi/GP7zpdwo3Xo/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GP7zpdwo3Xo&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GP7zpdwo3Xo&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This time, This place&lt;br /&gt;Misused, Mistakes&lt;br /&gt;Too long, Too late&lt;br /&gt;Who was I to make you wait&lt;br /&gt;Just one chance&lt;br /&gt;Just one breath&lt;br /&gt;Just in case there's just one left&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you know,&lt;br /&gt;you know, you know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[CHORUS]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That I love you&lt;br /&gt;I have loved you all along&lt;br /&gt;And I miss you&lt;br /&gt;Been far away for far too long&lt;br /&gt;I keep dreaming you'll be with me&lt;br /&gt;and you'll never go&lt;br /&gt;Stop breathing if&lt;br /&gt;I don't see you anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my knees, I'll ask&lt;br /&gt;Last chance for one last dance&lt;br /&gt;'Cause with you, I'd withstand&lt;br /&gt;All of hell to hold your hand&lt;br /&gt;I'd give it all&lt;br /&gt;I'd give for us&lt;br /&gt;Give anything but I won't give up&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you know,&lt;br /&gt;you know, you know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[CHORUS]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far away&lt;br /&gt;Been far away for far too long&lt;br /&gt;So far away&lt;br /&gt;Been far away for far too long&lt;br /&gt;But you know, you know, you know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted&lt;br /&gt;I wanted you to stay&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I needed&lt;br /&gt;I need to hear you say&lt;br /&gt;That I love you&lt;br /&gt;I have loved you all along&lt;br /&gt;And I forgive you&lt;br /&gt;For being away for far too long&lt;br /&gt;So keep breathing&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'm not leaving you anymore&lt;br /&gt;Believe it&lt;br /&gt;Hold on to me and, never let me go&lt;br /&gt;Keep breathing&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'm not leaving you anymore&lt;br /&gt;Believe it&lt;br /&gt;Hold on to me and, never let me go&lt;br /&gt;Keep breathing&lt;br /&gt;Hold on to me and, never let me go&lt;br /&gt;Keep breathing&lt;br /&gt;Hold on to me and, never let me go&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song is just too romantic to hate. Just read in between lyrics. How someone can love their the other half so much? It's like an undying love... although faraway.. why do I have a feeling that this is about a man finally realise how important his lover is only until when she is almost dying? Appreciate your lovers. Don't wait until too late. It's really hard to find true. Hold on to them and never let go. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7534433514178367745-1730448790454289109?l=kahlingsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kahlingsays.blogspot.com/feeds/1730448790454289109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7534433514178367745&amp;postID=1730448790454289109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7534433514178367745/posts/default/1730448790454289109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7534433514178367745/posts/default/1730448790454289109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kahlingsays.blogspot.com/2011/09/10-days-challange-2-songs.html' title='10 Days Challange: 2 Songs'/><author><name>Kah Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14657843215504237483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sQzNWpC1HjY/TqraEy9dWoI/AAAAAAAABiM/K9k2r34q7TE/s220/ed.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r843K-ZakTk/TnHG8Ko-GYI/AAAAAAAABcs/_Z0vI9zUTSc/s72-c/10-days-you-challenge.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7534433514178367745.post-512863841780691634</id><published>2011-09-27T23:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T23:41:09.706+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>10 Days Challenge: 3 Films</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Taddaaa...I had a good day today. I had a great laugh at the afternoon where everyone was hyped up after singing some Chinese kindergarten song. The one with the sun and everything. Gosh, I wanna type in Chinese also cannot. I so proud I can type ni ni wo wo... I am one of the better banana out there lo. Then much later with them amazed by "Leme Leme". All the Android kakis just flipped out their phone out and started downloading. Cute much. With amazement that they have never ever used it before. Tuesday and Thursday classes are the worst classes ever with 3 subjects with 2 hours each and only 1 hour break in between. Everyone tried to stay awake by doing silly stuff and singing silly song. Mei Kei started singing. Then Lay Sun. Then Tet Woei. Every now and then I will hear both of them humming behind me. Too addictive. Then I managed to have everyone download Leme Leme. Lol... you guys wait, I shall find more apps for you all. So, I did have a great day with Sik Soon on my BBM talking about Tiger Show. I wanna keep today :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I realized I always drift away after talking about irrelevant stuff. Hehhe... Right! I am a movie junkie. Self proclaimed la. So you ask me to give you just 3 Films is killing me. I wanna list the whole box office can or not?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r843K-ZakTk/TnHG8Ko-GYI/AAAAAAAABcs/_Z0vI9zUTSc/s1600/10-days-you-challenge.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r843K-ZakTk/TnHG8Ko-GYI/AAAAAAAABcs/_Z0vI9zUTSc/s1600/10-days-you-challenge.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://1.gvt0.com/vi/SsdtD9C0khE/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SsdtD9C0khE&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SsdtD9C0khE&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;1) &lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;Shaolin&lt;/span&gt;. I am a Kung Fu master yo! No la no la. It's a movie by Andy Lau and Nicholas Tse. It is such a sad movie and how Andy Lau learned about forgiveness and acceptance. He was a much feared general and Nicholas Tse was his subordinate. Since he had so many rivals, and Nicholas Tse decided to go against him, he lost his only daughter. He then went into depression and stayed at Shaolin temple. He realised that even the Shaolin monks can forgive for him being evil why can't he. At the end he let go of all his grudges and the ending I don't wanna tell. It was so touching but I held in my tears. I was in the cinema and now listening to the sound track, it just makes me want to watch it again. Go watch the trailer! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://0.gvt0.com/vi/89TLbK6o-og/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/89TLbK6o-og&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/89TLbK6o-og&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;2) &lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;Step Up 3D&lt;/span&gt;. This movie was my first Step Up movie and man I was in awe! By the dances and the music. This show made me fell for dancing and loud music even more. Born by the boombox? Probably most of you know about it already.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://3.gvt0.com/vi/IfCNX7-RkbM/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/IfCNX7-RkbM&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/IfCNX7-RkbM&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;3) &lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;Hachiko&lt;/span&gt;. This movie made me teared so much. Some more so patheticly. I was sitting in the living room crying alone when Hachiko met with his master's wife. I cried like mad. I always felt that dogs are way much more loyal than men. Can't men just have at least some percentage from the dog? It was so touching how Hachiko waited patiently for his master although he had already died. I miss Snowy... although my dog isn't Hachiko, at least she will rush out and greet me whenever I go back. Miss you fatty fella. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So fast one... lol... Tomorrow gotta visit dad so I'll just stick to BBM with Sik Soon... Shouldn't be lingering online too long. Tata my love! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7534433514178367745-512863841780691634?l=kahlingsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kahlingsays.blogspot.com/feeds/512863841780691634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7534433514178367745&amp;postID=512863841780691634' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7534433514178367745/posts/default/512863841780691634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7534433514178367745/posts/default/512863841780691634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kahlingsays.blogspot.com/2011/09/10-days-challenge-3-films.html' title='10 Days Challenge: 3 Films'/><author><name>Kah Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14657843215504237483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sQzNWpC1HjY/TqraEy9dWoI/AAAAAAAABiM/K9k2r34q7TE/s220/ed.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r843K-ZakTk/TnHG8Ko-GYI/AAAAAAAABcs/_Z0vI9zUTSc/s72-c/10-days-you-challenge.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7534433514178367745.post-5890562720565734521</id><published>2011-09-26T22:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T22:41:47.947+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>10 Days Challenge: 4 Books</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Broadband is being evil to me. Everything is being slow today as well. But at least I had a productive day. I was so tempted to go to Starbucks at 8pm just now for no apparent reasons. Just felt like having coffee but I had coffee few days before so I better lay low. 4 Books challenge is actually truthfully quite challenging. I have to admit, I buy books but I couldn't be bothered to read them. Waste of $ I know. But I'll do this anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-X80I6Yx1A9s/ToCFZlSmQkI/AAAAAAAABd4/oiRvEOuLd8U/s1600/10-days-you-challenge.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-X80I6Yx1A9s/ToCFZlSmQkI/AAAAAAAABd4/oiRvEOuLd8U/s1600/10-days-you-challenge.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JL6affZHzjo/ToCK1OAzeZI/AAAAAAAABeA/0_sM5JNRvdk/s1600/sb.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JL6affZHzjo/ToCK1OAzeZI/AAAAAAAABeA/0_sM5JNRvdk/s1600/sb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) &lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;Something Borrowed - Emily Giffin&lt;/span&gt;. I bought this book for the catchy cover. I have no idea what is it about. I remember I bought it to be brought over for my NS camp. But little did I know, few years later a huge movie came out which I have yet to watch. It was a quite a funny book and when I was watching the trailer, the title of the movie kinda struck me and I was like, I GOT THIS BOOK! I searched everywhere and found it in my one whole box of old books. I was about to give it away but I kept it as it was the first book I bought for NS. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_kzqYT3Zibw/ToCMINojO-I/AAAAAAAABeM/BNjlOrqRvgA/s1600/Beautiful-A-beautiful-girl.-.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_kzqYT3Zibw/ToCMINojO-I/AAAAAAAABeM/BNjlOrqRvgA/s1600/Beautiful-A-beautiful-girl.-.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) &lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;Beautiful - Katie Piper&lt;/span&gt;. I always think books are special when bought for special purposes. I bought this book at Changi Airport. It was an unexpected buy as we were at the airport really early so we went sight seeing. Then it has some tax deduction I think. I was attracted to the cover at first and it was entitled "Beautiful". I was thinking, hhmmm.... is it about beauty is skin deep? But little did I know it was about how an aspiring and beautiful young model who lost everything after she was splashed with acid. It was about how strong she was to stand back on her feet and started the Katie Piper Foundation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pfp4ZCFRAbo/ToCK9igpNTI/AAAAAAAABeI/5p7RJSDTT6s/s1600/Women_Are_From_Venus.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pfp4ZCFRAbo/ToCK9igpNTI/AAAAAAAABeI/5p7RJSDTT6s/s320/Women_Are_From_Venus.jpg" width="199" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1147621754"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1147621755"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) &lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;Men are from Mars Women are from Venus - John Gray&lt;/span&gt;. I think this sentence has been quite a catchphrase? I love unexpected buys. Bought this book for a fraction of price at Fahrenheit 88 with mummy. Times was having a clearance sale so I just walked around and around. So many books to choose with such attractive prices. I almost picked up Meg Cabot's books but when I almost leave the place with that book, I saw this book. This book is a must buy for me. I always wanted to purchase it. But shame on me. I haven't finish it yet but the contents really surprise me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L5fkz8v8gBQ/ToCK7h_YfvI/AAAAAAAABeE/9fYMrsFRz2c/s1600/Tuesdays-With-Morrie-cover.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L5fkz8v8gBQ/ToCK7h_YfvI/AAAAAAAABeE/9fYMrsFRz2c/s320/Tuesdays-With-Morrie-cover.jpg" width="199" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) &lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;Tuesdays With Morrie - Mitch Albom&lt;/span&gt;. I watched the movie first before reading the book. Actually till now I haven't read the book and yet to read his latest book. Gosh... so many to read. The movie was a really touching book. I am trying to recall what I can. My mum and sis bawled really badly at the end of the movie. I was stunned. Haha! It was about Mitch who lost contact with his professor, Morrie after 16 years. He promised to keep in touch with Morrie but sadly he totally forgotten about him until one day he saw him on TV and realised he had contracted some sort of disease. He dedicated his Tuesdays with Morrie until Morrie's last breath. I wanna read the book now weeii.... Wanna ask sis where did it go.... Touching book.. I know. Mitch Albom is seriously a classic writer that is able to touch my heart. I finished reading his "The Five People You Meet In Heaven" in just 1 day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There. I've done it. Not too bad. It kinda reminds me to go back and look at some books rather than sitting in front of the laptop for so many hours a day. Wait, I have Family Law to go through... weekends come again soon! Oh it reminds me to get "The Places In Between by Rory Stewart". Weekends, do come soon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span id="goog_2006033217"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_2006033218"&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/7534433514178367745-5890562720565734521?l=kahlingsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kahlingsays.blogspot.com/feeds/5890562720565734521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7534433514178367745&amp;postID=5890562720565734521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7534433514178367745/posts/default/5890562720565734521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7534433514178367745/posts/default/5890562720565734521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kahlingsays.blogspot.com/2011/09/10-days-challenge-4-books.html' title='10 Days Challenge: 4 Books'/><author><name>Kah Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14657843215504237483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sQzNWpC1HjY/TqraEy9dWoI/AAAAAAAABiM/K9k2r34q7TE/s220/ed.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-X80I6Yx1A9s/ToCFZlSmQkI/AAAAAAAABd4/oiRvEOuLd8U/s72-c/10-days-you-challenge.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7534433514178367745.post-566205456945435076</id><published>2011-09-25T12:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-25T12:45:00.959+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><title type='text'>[Movie Reviews] Nasi Lemak 2.0</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Before I lose any of my readers and got bored of my 10 Days Challenge, I better post something really good! Have anyone out there watched Nasi Lemak 2.0 yet? If you don't know what I'm talking about, you're probably not Malaysian! Lol.. no offense okay? It is one of the best selling movie out there for the whole month. Well, I guess since it is always packed and full when I wanna watch it. I heard about it a long time ago and what attracted me the most is definitely Namewee. Please tell me you know Namewee. He was the rapper that was caught for rapping controversial remarks which are not allowed in Malaysia. Google him up. He was even in my CLR compulsory essay! Haha!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9WRfwP_rJY0/Tn6xXNpP3HI/AAAAAAAABdw/1g0-Rbvh8dY/s1600/Nasi+Lemak+2.0+movie+review+Namewee+Karen+Kong.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9WRfwP_rJY0/Tn6xXNpP3HI/AAAAAAAABdw/1g0-Rbvh8dY/s400/Nasi+Lemak+2.0+movie+review+Namewee+Karen+Kong.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;What can I say about this movie. If you haven't watch it yet, please go grab your car keys and drive straight up to the nearest cinema. Oh, book tickets first ya! Personally this movie really convey a really good message. I may not know the real meaning of it, but from what I understand of course. We all know Malaysia is famous for their culture diversity. Chinese, Malays, Indians, Ibans and a lot more. Most of these races can be seen in Nasi Lemak 2.0. This movie is about Namewee, who is a practically fallen chef as he tried to help Karen Kong out of a family feud. Actually he was quite fallen already one la... but it just got worst. He never really liked Nasi Lemak. So one day he finally had a taste of nasi lemak from one of the stalls, he realised it was really delicious and he wanted to learn how to make it. So he went with Karen Kong on the search of making the perfect nasi lemak!! What I really love about this movie is that they used Nasi Lemak as their main theme. Nasi lemak is a delicacy enjoyed by every walks of life. Nasi lemak is perfect for morning breakfast, lunch, dinner, supper... every minute... and you can see almost everyone enjoyed it. Namewee is trying to convey messages that all the races come together, just like Nasi Lemak. As you see, the main ingredients for nasi lemak is definitely the perfect grains of rice, savory sambal and flavorful curry. Namewee went to look for "sambal" first and he met Baba Nyonyas along the way. The curry would be by the Indians and well, at the end he went to look for a Malay family and from there he understood the meaning of togetherness. All mix well and you get a good plate of Nasi Lemak! A lot of people may not understand the true meaning and thinking that it was a really discriminatory movie. But no, I don't think it is. it features a lot of local artiste from different backgrounds. It was a mix of Chinese, Malay and Indian actors. You can find Adibah Noor, Reshmonu, Felixia Yeap, Dian Sharlin and a whole of local artiste in it! If it is a biased movie, it will only feature only Chinese actors right? It showed the real value of the races in Malaysia. Why can't we really get along? Why do we have to fight? Why can't we just sit down and share a cup of teh tarik and a plate of nasi lemak together? Yes, we can! Go mamak and you'll see it. After all, this is Malaysia. So don't wait any longer and go watch it okay???&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Goshh...it's gonna be Monday tomorrow. So tonight, don't hesitate and put on your party hat and PARTY! Anyone?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-c6GneUcQ8HE/Tn6xnqc9RGI/AAAAAAAABd0/WOQXBiGwIq4/s1600/309399_10150334364807137_96273682136_8063238_1282312523_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-c6GneUcQ8HE/Tn6xnqc9RGI/AAAAAAAABd0/WOQXBiGwIq4/s320/309399_10150334364807137_96273682136_8063238_1282312523_n.jpg" width="199" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7534433514178367745-566205456945435076?l=kahlingsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kahlingsays.blogspot.com/feeds/566205456945435076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7534433514178367745&amp;postID=566205456945435076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7534433514178367745/posts/default/566205456945435076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7534433514178367745/posts/default/566205456945435076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kahlingsays.blogspot.com/2011/09/movie-reviews-nasi-lemak-20.html' title='[Movie Reviews] Nasi Lemak 2.0'/><author><name>Kah Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14657843215504237483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sQzNWpC1HjY/TqraEy9dWoI/AAAAAAAABiM/K9k2r34q7TE/s220/ed.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9WRfwP_rJY0/Tn6xXNpP3HI/AAAAAAAABdw/1g0-Rbvh8dY/s72-c/Nasi+Lemak+2.0+movie+review+Namewee+Karen+Kong.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7534433514178367745.post-8511222038789670108</id><published>2011-09-25T12:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-25T12:21:38.434+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>10 Days Challenge: 5 Foods</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The whole freaking week has been a total chaos for me. How I wish I am RM5000 richer so I can just buy a ticket to maybe Singapore or Phuket just to relax. Is that even possible? Maybe I should start joining some contests and aim for the grand prize. Or maybe just hope Groupon will have some effing cheap ticket to somewhere awesome. From Sunday night till Wednesday afternoon, it was a total whirlwind. Then I had a full day class on Thursday of Tort, Land and Trust. It was no joke I swear. I probably could have fainted during Trust if Mr. Ken didn't let us have a break. On Friday, I had to do some errands and wash the sheets. It was crazily heavy and on Saturday I thought it would at least be relaxing. Damn I drove half way around KL. From Damansara to Kota Damansara to Old Klang Road and Bukit Bintang and back to Damansara again. Oh eeemm geee..... enough of my ranting and get this back in line okay????&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r843K-ZakTk/TnHG8Ko-GYI/AAAAAAAABcs/_Z0vI9zUTSc/s1600/10-days-you-challenge.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r843K-ZakTk/TnHG8Ko-GYI/AAAAAAAABcs/_Z0vI9zUTSc/s1600/10-days-you-challenge.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Food. Yumm... but I'll just try to make this rather meaningful post okay? Food can be associated with anything right? We gotta have food for every single occasion in life! Especially during festivals. Oh eeem gee I think I kinda miss the taste of rendang now. I think deep inside me maybe there's an embedded spice master. I always crave extremely spicy food. Or I could may be Thai. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XIA4vOujGgs/Tn6rssPstFI/AAAAAAAABds/mg9KZnXqdRQ/s1600/opera-cake-lg.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XIA4vOujGgs/Tn6rssPstFI/AAAAAAAABds/mg9KZnXqdRQ/s320/opera-cake-lg.jpg" width="291" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;1) &lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;Opera Cake&lt;/span&gt;. Yummm.. It has been a while since I last had one. The first time I had one was at Delizze. Damn nice I tell you. Ok, I can't be a food critic. I only know how to say "nice". It was just an unexpected craving and I just saw it in the display with the white chocolate on top with the words "Opera". I was thinking eh? And then I suddenly recalled watching it in Antique Bakery, so what I gotta lose? Basically I wasted calories but it was like orgasm in my mouth. Haha!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Eu4sE8IeWVo/Tn6rqmXVr4I/AAAAAAAABdg/MIxZmOxGDKA/s1600/DSC_0725.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Eu4sE8IeWVo/Tn6rqmXVr4I/AAAAAAAABdg/MIxZmOxGDKA/s400/DSC_0725.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;2) &lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;Soft Shell Crab Temaki&lt;/span&gt;. Actually anything with soft shell crab inside. I think I must be Japanese in my past life as well. I can live by eating just Japanese food. Katsu Curry Don... yummm.. Remind me to visit Zanmai when I stop by Gardens again. Zanmai in Gardens is the best for me. Or maybe I just love Gardens.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-A6Eu4wERJoA/Tn6rrxaGUmI/AAAAAAAABdo/FP_fNR-bIy8/s1600/omogari.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-A6Eu4wERJoA/Tn6rrxaGUmI/AAAAAAAABdo/FP_fNR-bIy8/s400/omogari.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;3) &lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;Kimchi Jiggae&lt;/span&gt;. Fell in love with it when the first time I had it in Seoul Garden. So far the best kimchii jiggae is still Seoul Garden. It was really flavourful and full burst of spicy flavour! I am salivating while I'm writing this. Now, I miss home... I wanna go to Seoul Garden!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NJ1_tyVTcdE/Tn6rp75pFhI/AAAAAAAABdc/_1AUC99X6hA/s1600/3236220284_37998d9dcf.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="268" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NJ1_tyVTcdE/Tn6rp75pFhI/AAAAAAAABdc/_1AUC99X6hA/s400/3236220284_37998d9dcf.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;4)&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt; Tom Yam Goong.&lt;/span&gt; Told ya I might be Thai in the past life. I might be a fusion of Thai + Jap + Korean. Lol... nice or not leh??? Best tom yam goong, the one at Summit!! I am not sure whether is it still there. The last time I had it was 5 years ago.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Sn8_auUnOY0/Tn6rrK8hhcI/AAAAAAAABdk/gtXQwVbiM1Q/s1600/LAKSA.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Sn8_auUnOY0/Tn6rrK8hhcI/AAAAAAAABdk/gtXQwVbiM1Q/s400/LAKSA.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;5) I just realised I don't have a lot of favourite food. Sei for... I always eat these nia meh... lol.. how come no Cina food one. Can put Starbucks in here o not. Ok ahh.. Cina food... Cina food... Fark me la...&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt; LAKSA SARAWAK&lt;/span&gt;! How can I forget!!! I am not a true Kuchingnite if I don't state this. I can just jump down from KLCC and better of dead. I miss the broth! I miss the belacan! Ok, I just miss Kuching!!!! Who wanna sponsor me a ticket so I can go home for some really good Laksa???&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;credits for pictures: google images &amp;amp; as stated in pictures&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/7534433514178367745-8511222038789670108?l=kahlingsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kahlingsays.blogspot.com/feeds/8511222038789670108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7534433514178367745&amp;postID=8511222038789670108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7534433514178367745/posts/default/8511222038789670108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7534433514178367745/posts/default/8511222038789670108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kahlingsays.blogspot.com/2011/09/10-days-challenge-5-foods.html' title='10 Days Challenge: 5 Foods'/><author><name>Kah Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14657843215504237483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sQzNWpC1HjY/TqraEy9dWoI/AAAAAAAABiM/K9k2r34q7TE/s220/ed.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r843K-ZakTk/TnHG8Ko-GYI/AAAAAAAABcs/_Z0vI9zUTSc/s72-c/10-days-you-challenge.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7534433514178367745.post-1949349091758445472</id><published>2011-09-23T22:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-23T22:24:57.462+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>10 Challenge: 6 Places</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Lol.. I skipped yesterday again. This thing require real dedication eh? I have excuse for yesterday alright? I had class from 10am till 5pm and having Land and Trust Law being some of the subjects are indeed tiring! So I pampered myself with a nice movie. At least I thought it would be nice in the beginning but gosh I was freaking wrong! I watched "Bridesmaid" and by far, it is one of the most annoying I watched this year. Watch it and you will know what I meant.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r843K-ZakTk/TnHG8Ko-GYI/AAAAAAAABcs/_Z0vI9zUTSc/s1600/10-days-you-challenge.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r843K-ZakTk/TnHG8Ko-GYI/AAAAAAAABcs/_Z0vI9zUTSc/s1600/10-days-you-challenge.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I have always loved to travel. I love being in the airport. Of course with the right companions and with the intention of purely for fun and relaxation only. I adore the planes and the idea of long flights. Remind me to never sit in budget planes for long distance flights. I will die!! I swear when I start to work, for every annual leave I have, I will visit these places. *Kah Ling puts her 3 fingers up and does an oath*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My 6 Places:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IdtCjqE1iKE/TnySALOsgtI/AAAAAAAABdU/4C3Tpvet9NI/s1600/venice_italy-209023.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IdtCjqE1iKE/TnySALOsgtI/AAAAAAAABdU/4C3Tpvet9NI/s320/venice_italy-209023.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;1) &lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;Venice&lt;/span&gt;. I never know much about Venice except for the gondolas and the supremely romantic ambiance. I would also think about the festival. Gosh I can't recall now where they wear mask and parades around the street. Carnival of Venice!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RmuM-4eE8Qk/TnyRxp9X4AI/AAAAAAAABdI/EQX0tzZGL_U/s1600/1313148689-choosing-paris-and-tokyo-for-places-to-travel-when-money-is-not-the-constraint.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RmuM-4eE8Qk/TnyRxp9X4AI/AAAAAAAABdI/EQX0tzZGL_U/s320/1313148689-choosing-paris-and-tokyo-for-places-to-travel-when-money-is-not-the-constraint.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;2) &lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;Paris&lt;/span&gt;. What is there not to love about Paris? I always think the French language is ubberly sexy. I have no clue what they said but it just sounds so dreamy. It's the capital for FASHION! HHmmm.. what else? French man are hawwttt... lol. Oh of course, Champs-Élysées&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z7xDx-5I5Og/TnyRvrMTBnI/AAAAAAAABdE/M2NhOg-mlck/s1600/23816MalibuRoad17.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z7xDx-5I5Og/TnyRvrMTBnI/AAAAAAAABdE/M2NhOg-mlck/s320/23816MalibuRoad17.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;3) &lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;Malibu&lt;/span&gt;. I love the beach! Not Malaysian beach okay. So dirty and filthy. Not even a sense of romanticness in them. I swear. I mean you get all romantic with your partner and suddenly you see plastic bags floating on the sea surface and you will be so distracted and you think it is jelly fish then run for life. Spoil mood can?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eKLAQuRFmjM/TnyR4-POGgI/AAAAAAAABdQ/e6R0y94th40/s1600/south_korea.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eKLAQuRFmjM/TnyR4-POGgI/AAAAAAAABdQ/e6R0y94th40/s320/south_korea.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;4) &lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;South Korea&lt;/span&gt;. I want my Winter Sonata moment and my own version of Bae Yong Jun to pop out in between. Haha! Okay kidding. I have never ever watched Winter Sonata. I think it is a bit too sad. I just want to go there just for the sake of fulfilling my teenage dream. I was a K-pop freak for a good few years before I advanced to really loud &amp;amp; hiphop musics. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-508ZifH3h5w/TnySDv-er0I/AAAAAAAABdY/Z8XuAzSBAEM/s1600/Wat_Arun_Bangkok_Thailand.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-508ZifH3h5w/TnySDv-er0I/AAAAAAAABdY/Z8XuAzSBAEM/s320/Wat_Arun_Bangkok_Thailand.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;5) &lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;Thailand&lt;/span&gt;. I want to hunt down Khun's family there. No la... I just wanna shop. Nuff said.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Bweev-6LZI8/TnyR3yR_0wI/AAAAAAAABdM/K23-FjB3Ln0/s1600/new-york-new-york.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Bweev-6LZI8/TnyR3yR_0wI/AAAAAAAABdM/K23-FjB3Ln0/s320/new-york-new-york.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;6) I am having such a difficult time to choose the last one. But I think I know just what. &lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;New York&lt;/span&gt;! I want to be in New York. I love living in a busy and hectic life. New York seems to never sleep and that is indeed what I want. Ok, I love to sleep but then I don't like a city being dead. If I were given a choice to either be in Melbourne or New York, I would actually choose New York. Call me crazy but just let me enjoy the crazy life while I still can eh? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7534433514178367745-1949349091758445472?l=kahlingsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kahlingsays.blogspot.com/feeds/1949349091758445472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7534433514178367745&amp;postID=1949349091758445472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7534433514178367745/posts/default/1949349091758445472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7534433514178367745/posts/default/1949349091758445472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kahlingsays.blogspot.com/2011/09/10-challenge-6-places.html' title='10 Challenge: 6 Places'/><author><name>Kah Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14657843215504237483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sQzNWpC1HjY/TqraEy9dWoI/AAAAAAAABiM/K9k2r34q7TE/s220/ed.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r843K-ZakTk/TnHG8Ko-GYI/AAAAAAAABcs/_Z0vI9zUTSc/s72-c/10-days-you-challenge.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7534433514178367745.post-7801861831887603430</id><published>2011-09-21T22:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-23T22:24:57.470+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>10 Days Challenge: 7 Wants</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Much apologies. I know this is supposed to be a continuing thing but I just had to stop as I was dedicated to personal matters. Driving around KL had drained my energy greatly and thankfully, today is the end of it. Went home after one heck of a morning and stuck at the infamous Federal jam for an hour and the rest was spent in dreamland. I couldn't care less if the roof fly off or whatever, I know I needed sleep more than any other in the world. Alright, enough crapping, more blogging!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r843K-ZakTk/TnHG8Ko-GYI/AAAAAAAABcs/_Z0vI9zUTSc/s1600/10-days-you-challenge.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r843K-ZakTk/TnHG8Ko-GYI/AAAAAAAABcs/_Z0vI9zUTSc/s1600/10-days-you-challenge.png" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;10 Day Challenge: 7 Wants &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This is a pretty easy challenge I guess. There's a lot of things that I want. I am a very greedy person. I mean who isn't? With me staying at KL, there are more than meets the eye :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000; text-align: justify;"&gt;I want:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;1)&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;Kaaccchhiiiinnggg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! With the greens in my purse I'm pretty sure I can get anything I want. Well, most of them. Although "money can't be happiness" sounds really cliche, it is not entirely true. It can buy happiness but NOT ETERNAL happiness. Ladies, retail therapy has always been the best excuse in life right??? I guess guys as well?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qEW7SbB6AhI/TnnqQSJDB9I/AAAAAAAABc0/qzetABz4QE0/s1600/2011+Audi+R8+Tv+SHOW9.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qEW7SbB6AhI/TnnqQSJDB9I/AAAAAAAABc0/qzetABz4QE0/s400/2011+Audi+R8+Tv+SHOW9.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;2) A new car. &lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;Audi R8&lt;/span&gt; to be exact. I have always been in love with this car and this car is a great favourite among my guy friends as well. If not mistaken, Sherwin converted his love from Lamborghini to this Audi cos I showed it to him few years back. I think we even fought for who is gonna have it first. Lol!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yn1OPl0KEc0/TnntpZg_1iI/AAAAAAAABc8/ov1Zj2BdA_M/s1600/image-4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="330" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yn1OPl0KEc0/TnntpZg_1iI/AAAAAAAABc8/ov1Zj2BdA_M/s400/image-4.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;3) &lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;A walk-in closet&lt;/span&gt;. Up to now I see a pattern on how I'm becoming more and more materialistic. But! Thanks to Amy, I'm hooked to Sex and the City and I really want one like Carrie's!! Or any walk-in closet. I'm gonna be rich enough to own a really big house and I have one or maybe two.. lol...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;4) &lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;My Law Degree with First Class Honours&lt;/span&gt;. This is a really big dream. That day Simon Askey came down and he said he hardly give anyone a First Class degree. Mostly 2nd uppers. I guess it really helps if I have exceptionally good results and with hopes that it will bring me to places. Although Singapore is not within the reach with my external degree, who knows, with a great result, I might get an exception? No harm to dream big!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uTLFgaIZlX4/TnnuizaAHVI/AAAAAAAABdA/5XbQrPFupXY/s1600/cam_gigandet_01.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="263" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uTLFgaIZlX4/TnnuizaAHVI/AAAAAAAABdA/5XbQrPFupXY/s400/cam_gigandet_01.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;5) &lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;A man looking like Cam Gigandet&lt;/span&gt;. (goshhh I am having a hard time looking for a perfect picture of him. He is so hot!! Want topless picture or not??? Lol!) Yes, I'm single. Please stop it with the look. Please.. I got enough unbelievable stares when I said I am. My friends all go "aaiiihh don't lie la" whenever I said that. This is a fact and I'm publishing it on my blog so I won't be deemed cheating okay?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;6) &lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;A better brain&lt;/span&gt;. I think the current brain I have now is rather malfunctioned. It doesn't work the way I want it to be. It gets really crazy without me knowing and rejects information when I want it to absorb it. Anyone wanna trade brain with me?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;7) Aaahh... the last wants already? HHHmmm... must choose wisely. Who knows there's someone out there that can actually grant me all these wishes? I wish to be able to &lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;travel for free&lt;/span&gt;. A lot of people told me I would be traveling in the future due to my career. Really? But I want to be able to be a lawyer at the same time enjoy the finest parties in the world. Is that too much to ask? I have a real passion in law but the little sound inside my head always wishes that I had chose PR or Journalism or maybe just maybe Mass Comm for I love the social life. I guess it will come in another form for now :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I think I should start writing a proper post. Soon I guess! Movie reviews? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7534433514178367745-7801861831887603430?l=kahlingsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kahlingsays.blogspot.com/feeds/7801861831887603430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7534433514178367745&amp;postID=7801861831887603430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7534433514178367745/posts/default/7801861831887603430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7534433514178367745/posts/default/7801861831887603430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kahlingsays.blogspot.com/2011/09/10-days-challenge-7-wants.html' title='10 Days Challenge: 7 Wants'/><author><name>Kah Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14657843215504237483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sQzNWpC1HjY/TqraEy9dWoI/AAAAAAAABiM/K9k2r34q7TE/s220/ed.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r843K-ZakTk/TnHG8Ko-GYI/AAAAAAAABcs/_Z0vI9zUTSc/s72-c/10-days-you-challenge.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7534433514178367745.post-4531979295554617123</id><published>2011-09-17T22:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-17T22:09:08.936+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>10 Days Challenge: 8 Fears</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Today has been such a good day for me. I went back to my usual Starbucks spot and the barristas as usual, recognized me. Hi Wayne! With a good mood going and with the intention of just purchasing a new tumbler and the usual groceries, I managed to knock off the cute sandals I saw in Vincci. As I was in Starbucks, I saw a few more familiar faces. Maybe it was just luck or maybe pure fate, there was a guy that I see every now and then there. Let's say the last time I saw him was way before my exams. I swear. And today, from all the day I chose to be back there, I saw him. Good day? When it reaches 1.30pm, people start to flood in and I usually by then will pack and leave. But before I managed to leave, a man decided to sit with me. I have no idea why. at first I though I heard him said "there's a lot of people and it's packed" as I had earphones on. Then I looked around after a while, plenty of other seats. Swweattt... I felt uncomfortable instantly and left. Let's continue now!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c; text-align: justify;"&gt;10 Days Challenge: 8 Fears&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r843K-ZakTk/TnHG8Ko-GYI/AAAAAAAABcs/_Z0vI9zUTSc/s1600/10-days-you-challenge.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r843K-ZakTk/TnHG8Ko-GYI/AAAAAAAABcs/_Z0vI9zUTSc/s1600/10-days-you-challenge.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I fear:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;1)&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt; Losing my limbs. &lt;/span&gt;I always have this thing and being paranoid of being limbless and not being able to move. I can't even watch people losing their limbs in movies. I was so inspired to watch 127 Hours but then I realised there was a gruesome scene where James Franco hacked off his arm, I backed out. I always take extra precaution while handling dangerous objects but then with me driving like this, oh God, I think I need a personal driver.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;2)&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt; Being entirely alone.&lt;/span&gt; Maybe being in KL now without my close family and friends do consider "alone" but then my definition of alone is totally without anyone I could talk to when I really need them. Like taking away my phone away from me on a deserted island.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;3) &lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;Being blind&lt;/span&gt;. I enjoy the beautiful sceneries in the world. And being able to look at the ones I love. I really wonder how blind people survive out there without their sense of sight. I really do admire them.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;4)&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt; Having my face scarred.&lt;/span&gt; I admit that I am a vain pot. I mean which lady out there isn't. Few months ago, there was a huge fiasco of a mad man splashing acid at people's face. I freaked out. What if one day I was one of them? I am being paranoid but then I carried my sunglasses everywhere when I was walking at Bukit Bintang and walked near the buildings instead the road so I could avoid any strange people.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;5) &lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;Having less than RM10 in my wallet&lt;/span&gt;. Staying alone in KL means I have to be independent. No people to call? Fine. At least give me a lift and I'll work my way out with the money. Imagine how worthless RM10 is in now. Although it may seem really worthy, but in KL I could hardly get anything decent.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;6) &lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;Clowns.&lt;/span&gt; I fear them since I was 10? Or maybe even younger. When I first saw them at Sunway Lagoon, I freaked out instantly and I ran for life whenever I see one now. It's like reminding me of the freak shows and the clowns actually have an evil face painted on them. I think they still do. Stay away from me!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;7) &lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;Iguanas.&lt;/span&gt; This is quite random actually. I never thought I would have any problems with reptiles. I posed with a snake on my neck before so I don't have any problem. But then with the thought of their really rough skin and long slithering tongue, hooo maiii gawwwdd....&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;8)&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt; Being ignored&lt;/span&gt;. I have this thing of replying every messages even it just says "goodnight". I will definitely go on with "goodnight. sweet dreams. catch you later" or whatever. I couldn't help it when someone doesn't reply me and I get a little paranoid and will be wondering why they didn't reply. But after a while, I realised, maybe it's time to just let go. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Tomorrow I have one full free day. What should I do?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7534433514178367745-4531979295554617123?l=kahlingsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kahlingsays.blogspot.com/feeds/4531979295554617123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7534433514178367745&amp;postID=4531979295554617123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7534433514178367745/posts/default/4531979295554617123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7534433514178367745/posts/default/4531979295554617123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kahlingsays.blogspot.com/2011/09/10-days-challenge-8-fears.html' title='10 Days Challenge: 8 Fears'/><author><name>Kah Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14657843215504237483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sQzNWpC1HjY/TqraEy9dWoI/AAAAAAAABiM/K9k2r34q7TE/s220/ed.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r843K-ZakTk/TnHG8Ko-GYI/AAAAAAAABcs/_Z0vI9zUTSc/s72-c/10-days-you-challenge.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7534433514178367745.post-5513938304392889246</id><published>2011-09-16T21:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-16T21:22:07.038+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>10 Days Challenge: 9 Loves</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Today by far is the most relaxing day I had since the past few months. I actually slept through the whole afternoon only awaken by the rain. Last night with a bunch of crazy people, we watched Johnny English. Go watch it! It was really good. Anyway, let's continue the 10 Days Challenge shall we?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r843K-ZakTk/TnHG8Ko-GYI/AAAAAAAABcs/_Z0vI9zUTSc/s1600/10-days-you-challenge.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r843K-ZakTk/TnHG8Ko-GYI/AAAAAAAABcs/_Z0vI9zUTSc/s1600/10-days-you-challenge.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #674ea7; text-align: justify;"&gt;10 Day Challenge: 9 Loves&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I love:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;1) MY &lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;F&amp;amp;F&lt;/span&gt;. Superficial as it sounds and sometimes I get MIA without a trace but at the back of my mind I miss each and every of them. After my car crash, I realise whom I could I call friend and the word is not meant to be used simply.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;2) &lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;Snowy and Cherrie&lt;/span&gt;! Sounds like a duo group but they are cute furry dogs. With attitudes. I miss how Snowy (my dog) respond to most of my commands and how I talked to her like a human! Lol... and I miss Cherrie's furry ass. So grabbable!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;3) &lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;Long, deep &amp;amp; meaningful conversation&lt;/span&gt;. I adore words. Sentences over beers and coffee. Maybe because I wish to be a lawyer, I tend to interpret words much more and see it at different perspectives. I am known as wild crazy talkative joker girl but when I need to sit down and just listen to someone talk, I will. So don't hesitate to call me and the next thing you know, we'll be sharing a table with a cup of coffee on our hands and talk the time away.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;4) &lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;Starbucks.&lt;/span&gt; Especially at Gardens, Borders. I wonder why I never tried being a barrista. Oh, pay not good. Not worth my time. Lol.. you catch me there when I needed a break or mostly during peak hours and oh, finals!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;5) &lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;M.A.C Cosmetics&lt;/span&gt;. I am a M.A.C junkie. It just one of the better brands out there and yet doesn't burn a big hole in my purse. Maybe it is not cheap, but worth the investment.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;6) &lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;Sweet smiles&lt;/span&gt;. I believe in the power of smile! When a stranger just smiles back, I feel "wooooww... I must have looked good today!" Hahaha.. no la... maybe that stranger had a good day and was just passing some good vibes to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;7)&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt; Long car rides&lt;/span&gt;. I sound like this sentimental chick that loves out of the world stuff. Maybe I am. Sik Soon adore mountains and beaches. I love to see how the trees looked like when the cars zoomed by and the wind hitting my face. Of course, if I'm not the one driving and the air is good and fresh! Surely people think I would fall asleep anyway, yes I do! But I will be up if you want me to. Lol..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;8)&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt; Chatime.&lt;/span&gt; I love Chatime. Nuff said.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;9) &lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;Ferris wheel&lt;/span&gt;. So romantic and weird? No? I love stealing photos on tumblr especially the ones with Ferris wheel. But I have never sat on it before. It would be odd to sit alone or with my family cos it is so slow. Best to sit with a lover. So, this would be on my top list when I visit Singapore again! Wheee ~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vI7Y0179XC4/TnNMZohIj3I/AAAAAAAABcw/Xw-_FmOmvY4/s1600/ferris+wheel.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vI7Y0179XC4/TnNMZohIj3I/AAAAAAAABcw/Xw-_FmOmvY4/s1600/ferris+wheel.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&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/7534433514178367745-5513938304392889246?l=kahlingsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kahlingsays.blogspot.com/feeds/5513938304392889246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7534433514178367745&amp;postID=5513938304392889246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7534433514178367745/posts/default/5513938304392889246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7534433514178367745/posts/default/5513938304392889246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kahlingsays.blogspot.com/2011/09/10-days-challenge-9-loves.html' title='10 Days Challenge: 9 Loves'/><author><name>Kah Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14657843215504237483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sQzNWpC1HjY/TqraEy9dWoI/AAAAAAAABiM/K9k2r34q7TE/s220/ed.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r843K-ZakTk/TnHG8Ko-GYI/AAAAAAAABcs/_Z0vI9zUTSc/s72-c/10-days-you-challenge.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7534433514178367745.post-8742291218110331991</id><published>2011-09-15T17:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-15T17:46:30.783+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>10 Days Challenge: 10 Secrets</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Just came back from the workshop after my miserable car crash 2 days ago and from a long day at the university. In the midst of it, I was having my usual mood swing when things didn't go my way or I was being sensitive or may be even worst, alcohol withdrawal syndrome. So, I went to whatsapp Amy and so I decided I miss her after all so off I went to her blog and taddaaa! So while waiting for Ewen to pick me up for a movie, here comes my 10 Days Challenge! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r843K-ZakTk/TnHG8Ko-GYI/AAAAAAAABcs/_Z0vI9zUTSc/s1600/10-days-you-challenge.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="183" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r843K-ZakTk/TnHG8Ko-GYI/AAAAAAAABcs/_Z0vI9zUTSc/s400/10-days-you-challenge.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #674ea7; text-align: justify;"&gt;Day 1: 10 Secrets&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;1) I love to &lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;drink&lt;/span&gt;. That is my worst guilt. You can pull me away from the computer or the tv, but just don't take the booze away from me. But now I've been telling everyone about my "whiskey ban". So it better work! Lol... not that I'm trying not to drink forever, just that I realise, it's time to give my organs a rest. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;2) I have a soft spot for &lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;dogs&lt;/span&gt;. Yes, only dogs. Cats are not my favourite as they are so divalicious and they scratch without a reason. After having Snowy, I realise I love dogs much more than ever. And I personally felt that the dogs can find me as their "friend" so I tend to play with dogs much more than human. Lol!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;3) I am in love with guys with&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt; tattoos and piercings&lt;/span&gt;. More like a typical kind of bad boy? Not really. I'm more of a fan who is in touch with their artistic side. I'm a creative person so it is important not to be stuck to a much less creative person than I am. Ohhhh and I can't say no to &lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;dimples&lt;/span&gt;... they are adorable!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;4) I love &lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;music&lt;/span&gt;. But I can't play any of them. I'm jealous of the musicians out there.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;5) I personally wished that I am a &lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;dancer&lt;/span&gt;. Like a real dancer out there where you just go fling your arms anyhow and yet still look good. Meh ~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;6) I can't live without my&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt; Blackberry&lt;/span&gt;. I get really paranoid when it runs out of battery. So everytime before charging it, I would have to think where would I go, or how long would I be out. The first thing I grabbed when I pack my bags, would definitely be the charger!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;7) I love &lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;Japanese food&lt;/span&gt;. I swear I can eat sushi for every single day of my life! Soft shell crab yum!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;8) I cannot stand awfully &lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;sweet food&lt;/span&gt;. I cringe or run for water every single time I ate something too sweet! I was joking with my friends the other day how guys will give me chocolate and I would actually just give out a forced smile. I won't be eating them anyway. So guys, dark chocolates or no chocolates! Thank qiu!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;9) I am a self-proclaimed &lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;sleepaholic&lt;/span&gt;. I can sleep for 20 hours straight. Or maybe up for a pee and to eat and the rest would be spent in dreamland.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;10) I own tonnes of &lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;eyeliner&lt;/span&gt;. Black ones. Brown ones. Colored ones. Gel, pencil, liquid I have them! Guess you know what I would love to have in my makeup bag every single time right?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Taddaa... so fast and easy! Can't wait for another one! Ok, Ewen will be coming anytime I guess. I have to get ready. Tata my loves! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&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/7534433514178367745-8742291218110331991?l=kahlingsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kahlingsays.blogspot.com/feeds/8742291218110331991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7534433514178367745&amp;postID=8742291218110331991' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7534433514178367745/posts/default/8742291218110331991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7534433514178367745/posts/default/8742291218110331991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kahlingsays.blogspot.com/2011/09/10-days-challenge-10-secrets.html' title='10 Days Challenge: 10 Secrets'/><author><name>Kah Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14657843215504237483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sQzNWpC1HjY/TqraEy9dWoI/AAAAAAAABiM/K9k2r34q7TE/s220/ed.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r843K-ZakTk/TnHG8Ko-GYI/AAAAAAAABcs/_Z0vI9zUTSc/s72-c/10-days-you-challenge.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7534433514178367745.post-1959305275563569005</id><published>2011-09-12T20:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-12T20:51:11.520+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><title type='text'>Movie Reviews : Contagion</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Promised this didn't I? See I so nice. Haha! Just using this an excuse for not looking at my notes. I'm gonna be in deep shit tomorrow. Well, I'm just awesome so I can get away with it. Ok fine fine... I'm still in my summer holiday mood so it feels really weird to be holding notes, not to mention, reading them. So on my birthday I get to watch a movie! Yay! So it was between, Apollo 18, Bridesmaid and Contagion. Iona was supposed to watch Bridesmaid with her friends so at the end it was of course one of the remaining choices. Truthfully I know nothing about them so while she was driving, I googled it up and watched the trailer. Yay for Blackberry! While reading the reviews and in between the trailers, I didn't want to watch any of it. But then I really want to watch a movie. Smurf was out as she thinks it looked kinda creepy. Nasi Lemak 2.0 definitely is out cos it's in Mandarin. She is scared of Final Destination 5. So I guess, I had to choose somehow. I settled for Contagion with a formula. Even if the movie sucks big time, at least I can look at Jude Law. That was how both of us worked it out and got the tickets.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gLdZ5yLoGkk/Tm3-63P3gnI/AAAAAAAABco/krPpd9ea63U/s1600/Contagion_Poster.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gLdZ5yLoGkk/Tm3-63P3gnI/AAAAAAAABco/krPpd9ea63U/s400/Contagion_Poster.jpg" width="270" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The whole movie is about how virus spreads all over the world and how it began with Gwyneth Paltrow. Everyone was in fear as the government was trying to find a cure and the origin of the virus. It affected 1% of the whole world's population and it was something similar to swine flu and H1N1. I really can't do reviews when it comes to movies like this. It was actually really disappointing to be honest. With A-lists Hollywood stars, I bet they can do better. I mean look at the list of actors and actresses! No doubt it left me with an extra feeling of being much more hygienic, but this was seriously nothing like what I expected. And I didn't realise how much Jude Law and Matt Damon aged. Watch it if you don't have anything to do. But don't come blame me afterwards.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;credits for poster: Wikipedia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7534433514178367745-1959305275563569005?l=kahlingsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kahlingsays.blogspot.com/feeds/1959305275563569005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7534433514178367745&amp;postID=1959305275563569005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7534433514178367745/posts/default/1959305275563569005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7534433514178367745/posts/default/1959305275563569005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kahlingsays.blogspot.com/2011/09/movie-reviews-contagion.html' title='Movie Reviews : Contagion'/><author><name>Kah Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14657843215504237483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sQzNWpC1HjY/TqraEy9dWoI/AAAAAAAABiM/K9k2r34q7TE/s220/ed.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gLdZ5yLoGkk/Tm3-63P3gnI/AAAAAAAABco/krPpd9ea63U/s72-c/Contagion_Poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7534433514178367745.post-987323576163608974</id><published>2011-09-11T21:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-11T21:02:59.405+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy Birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday To Me ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The writer here is finally 21. Amen to that. Now I can visit any of the clubs without the fear of being kicked out. And to Clement, he said, casino. Then casino will be the next stop for me. Haha! This year, I knew that my birthday would be when I get back to KL. So I thought why not have an earlier celebration with the people I love back in Kuching first?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #351c75; text-align: justify;"&gt;Celebration 1: Planet&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It was very sweet of mum's friends, sis, mommy and Winnie to celebrate with me that night. It was an unexpected event and I don't know how did Amy whatsapp and asked me about it. Woman! You didn't go and you didn't compensate me with big big big present! Lol.... It was a great night and that night was filled with really good singers. Plenty of dancing and card games. I was stupid enough not to take my birthday cake. It was heart shaped leh! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oEQdZ5tuIvI/TmyqvQr9iUI/AAAAAAAABcE/8V_G-i8t9TA/s1600/0dfb94b4ed1c80cd5f6826e5a094dc3c.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oEQdZ5tuIvI/TmyqvQr9iUI/AAAAAAAABcE/8V_G-i8t9TA/s400/0dfb94b4ed1c80cd5f6826e5a094dc3c.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Winnie and I ♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #351c75; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #351c75; text-align: justify;"&gt;Celebration 2: With gramps&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;For every big occasions, we would actually all gather at gramps place for dinner and lots of haha's and chit chattings and loads and loads of good food. But this year for my birthday, my 2nd uncle went to Sri Aman and it kinda quieten a little. Nonetheless, food was good!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #351c75; text-align: justify;"&gt;Celebration 3: Koreanna with the besties&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i7zUQUEpT5s/Tmyscv1QDkI/AAAAAAAABcM/q8Hdrcb7vRI/s1600/koreana.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i7zUQUEpT5s/Tmyscv1QDkI/AAAAAAAABcM/q8Hdrcb7vRI/s400/koreana.jpg" width="290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We ordered a little much that night and at the end of the night we just stuff whatever we could to our tummies that night.I think we were the noisiest table that night. But who cares, there's no rule that says we can't! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--BWJz7CsS00/Tmys94c5AxI/AAAAAAAABcU/oZFIUOp9NTU/s1600/we.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--BWJz7CsS00/Tmys94c5AxI/AAAAAAAABcU/oZFIUOp9NTU/s320/we.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Cindy, too share the same birthday as me. So is considered my "twin"! Three of us remains besties although I drifted to KL alone and we never fail to cheer each other up whenever needed. I miss them already! My sampat ladies!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #351c75; text-align: justify;"&gt;Celebration 4: Bukit Bintang with Iona&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Truthfully I planned with Ewen to have a crazy night out with the UOL classmates but then last minute I told him no. For the past 3 months I drank as if I owned the Macallan factory and gosh it was no joke. I felt like the owner. And I'm really afraid that I'm going over my limit and well, roll onto the roads again. But this time there would be no mommy to pick me up and so I chose to go for a relaxing day out with Iona. I can see that she needed that as well as she looked exhausted. She offered to pick me up and off we went to Betty Midwest for some lunch!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-racBSA4th7w/TmysavXHCZI/AAAAAAAABcI/r3az0B428B0/s1600/betty+midwest.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-racBSA4th7w/TmysavXHCZI/AAAAAAAABcI/r3az0B428B0/s400/betty+midwest.jpg" width="291" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;If you ask me where is it, sorry la. Iona drove too fast for me to remember. "Dog food" was sinfully delicious as it was fries drizzled with cheese and soaked in onion brown gravy. Talk about the calories! The meatloaf was rather salty for my liking but overall, that place was a darling!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-84lIpX2LYgI/TmyvTOo8JmI/AAAAAAAABcg/we74f-wXCf4/s1600/DSC08151.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-84lIpX2LYgI/TmyvTOo8JmI/AAAAAAAABcg/we74f-wXCf4/s400/DSC08151.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Then the girls would always be girls as we conquered the 3 major malls of the place. Wait, does Sephora counts? I love Sephora and bought my Soap &amp;amp; Glory bodybutter and Burts' Bees lip balm while Iona desperately needed to conceal her dark circles. Then we strut our fine legs to Uniqlo and there, she made purchases again. She was on the roll that day! With a little bit of drizzling, we braved ourselves to Pavilion. But in the middle of it, my stomach decided to play a fool on me and I ran to the loo while Iona queued up to get tickets for Contagion. Reviews for that later! But even before we were near the counter, she too, had to visit the loo. I wonder why. We went up and down Pavilion for at least 3 times before the movie started and well, she bought something again. Why la babe! Some self control la! Haha!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TMHif8sLuSY/Tmysd_zoVGI/AAAAAAAABcQ/VpQqZWWOl_U/s1600/marutama.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TMHif8sLuSY/Tmysd_zoVGI/AAAAAAAABcQ/VpQqZWWOl_U/s400/marutama.jpg" width="400" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;After the movie, we were freezing. Initially we wanted to go to Ben's. But then since we had Western that afternoon, we decided to go for Japanese and Ramen sounds really really tempting. She had been telling me about Marutama Ramen forever so I finally tried it last night. Not bad. Reviews soon I guess.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yq0dyZISfwM/TmyuJlg4IjI/AAAAAAAABcY/ZZGA4Cg28XY/s1600/iona.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yq0dyZISfwM/TmyuJlg4IjI/AAAAAAAABcY/ZZGA4Cg28XY/s400/iona.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Thanks Babe! I ♥ you!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bTt1CLXl79Q/TmyuLSzwHrI/AAAAAAAABcc/-YP8Y2q5JKE/s1600/us2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bTt1CLXl79Q/TmyuLSzwHrI/AAAAAAAABcc/-YP8Y2q5JKE/s400/us2.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;You can see how tired we were but then as usual, what is the night without camwhoring? Lol... Thanks for the night hun! It was a relaxing one although meeting Sidney Samson would sound awesome. Can't wait for the next one!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QAlTixTa1hM/TmywlFGnq6I/AAAAAAAABck/eyfs3G_AM-8/s1600/me.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QAlTixTa1hM/TmywlFGnq6I/AAAAAAAABck/eyfs3G_AM-8/s400/me.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Thank you all for the presents and birthday wishes. My Blackberry almost went mad and I had to shut it down for a while. Spent more than 2 hours replying all of my loves on the dot of 12 of my birthday. I am really thankful! The next day my BB continue to suffer the love from you all and I had to reply most of them even I'm in the cinema. I ♥ all of you dearies! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--BWJz7CsS00/Tmys94c5AxI/AAAAAAAABcU/oZFIUOp9NTU/s1600/we.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7534433514178367745-987323576163608974?l=kahlingsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kahlingsays.blogspot.com/feeds/987323576163608974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7534433514178367745&amp;postID=987323576163608974' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7534433514178367745/posts/default/987323576163608974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7534433514178367745/posts/default/987323576163608974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kahlingsays.blogspot.com/2011/09/happy-birthday-to-me.html' title='Happy Birthday To Me ♥'/><author><name>Kah Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14657843215504237483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sQzNWpC1HjY/TqraEy9dWoI/AAAAAAAABiM/K9k2r34q7TE/s220/ed.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oEQdZ5tuIvI/TmyqvQr9iUI/AAAAAAAABcE/8V_G-i8t9TA/s72-c/0dfb94b4ed1c80cd5f6826e5a094dc3c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7534433514178367745.post-6481178398870610676</id><published>2011-08-30T22:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-30T22:21:20.998+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beauty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Meme</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Stole this from Amy's blog. I was too bored. I don't know what to do on a cold rainy Raya day. Why didn't I go visiting? Oh, I couldn't get my lazy ass off from my warm bed so meme it is!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Skin Care&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;1) What facial cleanser do you use? &lt;br /&gt;Sephora - Supreme Cleansing Foam. It claims to be able to remove makeup as well. So I use this when I superbly lazy if I had makeup on. Double cleanse of course!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zJ6VzvtNvQ0/TldTzMNz9II/AAAAAAAAIlM/K3QHVPNPe3U/s1600/cos_face1250404046.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kn_DF6Ue7mo/Tlzv3nA-1OI/AAAAAAAABb0/l_9lJS904l4/s1600/supreme+cleansing+foam.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kn_DF6Ue7mo/Tlzv3nA-1OI/AAAAAAAABb0/l_9lJS904l4/s1600/supreme+cleansing+foam.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) What moisturizer do you use? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Bio-Essence V-Line Moisturizer! Amy and I was talking about this last night. We were so silly to purchase this after we watched Xia Xue recommended this! Girls will be girls!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YWdiE2IrXCk/TlzvyOd7hqI/AAAAAAAABbE/hbBI48TVccw/s1600/bio-essence+v.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YWdiE2IrXCk/TlzvyOd7hqI/AAAAAAAABbE/hbBI48TVccw/s1600/bio-essence+v.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) How many times a day do you wash your face? &lt;br /&gt;Twice per day. I cannot break this rule no matter how oily is it. If it's really oily, I'll just use some warm water and wipe it off with a towel. Washing my face too many times will make it really dry! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Do you use eye makeup remover? &lt;br /&gt;Yep! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If so, What kind? &lt;br /&gt;Biore Eye Makeup Remover. It works really well! But when it mixes with water it turns really cloudy. So do try not to make your eyes wet before applying this one. It gets really irritating. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NbsBs0BidNM/TldUdSON0wI/AAAAAAAAIlU/_0KVM_-7czA/s1600/eye%2Bremover.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TwnM1QjqJlw/TlzvyT3BPSI/AAAAAAAABbI/9aGh_CVWMhk/s1600/biore+eye+makeup+remover.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TwnM1QjqJlw/TlzvyT3BPSI/AAAAAAAABbI/9aGh_CVWMhk/s1600/biore+eye+makeup+remover.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Is your skin oily, dry, or combination skin? &lt;br /&gt;Combination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) What is the best part about your skin? &lt;br /&gt;It's rather clear but with the usual blackheads and occasional pimples during menstrual period. But other than that I think it's okay. Jealous or not? Lol.. kidding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) What are your skin problems? &lt;br /&gt;Since I don't get pimples often, when they come, they are usually rather big and is the 3d type ones. Really hard to conceal and takes really long time to heal! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Makeup&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;1) What foundation do you use? &lt;br /&gt;M.A.C Studip Sculpt in NW20. This is a very creamy and heavy foundation. Only use them at night. Not for morning as it gets oily. Superb as it gives full coverage. Concealer not needed! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PxzD59nNT_4/Tlzv0KpI10I/AAAAAAAABbY/2g-uzCXoN3s/s1600/mac+studio+sculpt.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PxzD59nNT_4/Tlzv0KpI10I/AAAAAAAABbY/2g-uzCXoN3s/s320/mac+studio+sculpt.jpg" width="208" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) What powder do you use? &lt;br /&gt;M.A.C Prep + Prime Transparent Finishing Powder. Works perfectly for me! Give me a really matte finish for a good 6 hours!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-miUuLAhLw8I/Tlzv05oPj6I/AAAAAAAABbc/13oyxL-4ztw/s1600/mac_prep_prime_powder.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="256" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-miUuLAhLw8I/Tlzv05oPj6I/AAAAAAAABbc/13oyxL-4ztw/s320/mac_prep_prime_powder.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) What eyebrow pencil do you use? &lt;br /&gt;Empro - Triangular Eyebrow Pencil in Grey. I hardly use it but then it's ok la!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cI7ACl1kQ6Q/Tlzvy_1pFCI/AAAAAAAABbM/jFWv8XWsFP8/s1600/Empro+Triangular+Eyebrow+Pencil+RM38.80.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cI7ACl1kQ6Q/Tlzvy_1pFCI/AAAAAAAABbM/jFWv8XWsFP8/s1600/Empro+Triangular+Eyebrow+Pencil+RM38.80.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) What eyeliner do you use? &lt;br /&gt;Gel eyeliner - M.A.C Fluidline Blacktrack. So far it is the best one that I bought. The price tag attached isn't that hefty if you calculate how long you can last with this. Awesome buy as it stays FOREVER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ph5nMIPkhGA/Tlzv17h5GjI/AAAAAAAABbk/VmfmuLZ6ul4/s1600/MAC-Fluidline1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ph5nMIPkhGA/Tlzv17h5GjI/AAAAAAAABbk/VmfmuLZ6ul4/s1600/MAC-Fluidline1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Liquid eyeliner - M.A.C Penultimate Eyeliner. The first liquid eyeliner that I own and it still works! Lol... love it! Right now I'm trying the Maybeline one that Winnie and Amy and her mommy got me! Very nice lo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Rl73YLn9-zs/Tlzv2ZEmcSI/AAAAAAAABbo/vZQ9px5vLLI/s1600/MACPenultimate.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Rl73YLn9-zs/Tlzv2ZEmcSI/AAAAAAAABbo/vZQ9px5vLLI/s320/MACPenultimate.jpg" width="208" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pencil eyeliner - M.A.C Smolder Eye Kohl. This one smudges like mad! Ok I bought the wrong one but then since it is so dark and black I just couldn't help to get it. So everytime I have to apply black eyeshadow to prevent it from giving me panda eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0E4CC0S-iYE/TlzvzhwpwbI/AAAAAAAABbU/FxHado9jK_Q/s1600/mac+smolder.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0E4CC0S-iYE/TlzvzhwpwbI/AAAAAAAABbU/FxHado9jK_Q/s1600/mac+smolder.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) What is your favorite eyeshadow? &lt;br /&gt;Urban Decay Naked Palette! I have yet to try them as it is still with Iona! Bought with my first pay check last month!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xKdD1XNKIk8/Tlzv4qN7AzI/AAAAAAAABb4/knD28w5-NhM/s1600/urbandecay_nakedpalette007.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="226" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xKdD1XNKIk8/Tlzv4qN7AzI/AAAAAAAABb4/knD28w5-NhM/s320/urbandecay_nakedpalette007.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) What mascara do you use? &lt;br /&gt;M.A.C Studio Fix Boldblack Lash. This one was an unexpected buy. Bought it without thinking much as I saw it on the counter and me being really k-po I tried it and was sold! It is really light and fluttery without clumping my lashes! I admit being a M.A.C junkie since most of my makeup is from there. I mean it doesn't help either having a M.A.C makeup artist as a friend! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uhZnAt46RtI/Tlzv1VjWqvI/AAAAAAAABbg/kpa6eHHTZn4/s1600/MAC-Fashion-Flower-Studio-Fix-Lash.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="91" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uhZnAt46RtI/Tlzv1VjWqvI/AAAAAAAABbg/kpa6eHHTZn4/s320/MAC-Fashion-Flower-Studio-Fix-Lash.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) What are your favorite lipbalms/glosses/sticks? &lt;br /&gt;Nope.... None... Lol &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hair&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;1) Do you color your hair? &lt;br /&gt;Yesh! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) What is your stylists name? &lt;br /&gt;Jayson! Ok... don't you dare come read my blog and then you become so bangga alright? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) What salon do you go to? &lt;br /&gt;Hair Dimension. Been with them for about 2 years now! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) What is your natural hair color? &lt;br /&gt;Black with tinges of brown? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Do you have a straightener? &lt;br /&gt;No. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) What kind? &lt;br /&gt;N/A &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Do you use a blowdryer? &lt;br /&gt;Technically not mine. But I only use them when I really need it. I like them air-dried :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) What shampoo do you use? &lt;br /&gt;Revlon Hydra Rescue Shampoo. I love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9wFoFps9J4o/Tlzv23cWAqI/AAAAAAAABbs/lSEWGjMb6W4/s1600/or_c34987e5122668270731868.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9wFoFps9J4o/Tlzv23cWAqI/AAAAAAAABbs/lSEWGjMb6W4/s320/or_c34987e5122668270731868.jpg" width="207" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) What conditioner do you use? &lt;br /&gt;Revlon Hydra Save Treatment. I love you too!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) Do you use leave in conditioner? &lt;br /&gt;Liese Hair Cocktail. Bought the peach one! Smell nice and works great!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZN4yrM6mhvg/TlzvzGJF6jI/AAAAAAAABbQ/1RMy4OOEgjg/s1600/liese+hair+cocktail+moisturizing+hair+serum+lse_haircocktail_smooth_00_img_l_thumb%255B5%255D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZN4yrM6mhvg/TlzvzGJF6jI/AAAAAAAABbQ/1RMy4OOEgjg/s320/liese+hair+cocktail+moisturizing+hair+serum+lse_haircocktail_smooth_00_img_l_thumb%255B5%255D.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Scents &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) What deodorant do you use?&lt;br /&gt;On and off I use the Rexona Women "Free Spirit" one. Not so often though. Heard that deodorants are bad.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) What body wash do you use? &lt;br /&gt;Soap &amp;amp; Glory - Clean On Me. Smells really great and at the same time super moisturizing! Love it! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bHCTGHGLbs8/Tlzv3CrtXUI/AAAAAAAABbw/w2bxUYWGY3k/s1600/Soap+glory+clean+on+me.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bHCTGHGLbs8/Tlzv3CrtXUI/AAAAAAAABbw/w2bxUYWGY3k/s320/Soap+glory+clean+on+me.jpg" width="252" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) What perfumes do you use or like? Name five. &lt;br /&gt;a) DKNY Be Delicious - Green one&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;b) CK Eternity Moment&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;c) Chloe&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;d) Ralph Lauren Glamorous &lt;br /&gt;e) Errr... you wait till I purchase more &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Do you always have to smell good? &lt;br /&gt;This is an obvious answer right? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jewelry &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Are diamonds really a girl’s best friend? &lt;br /&gt;Yes! I've been liking them since I was a little girl :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) What is your jewelry essential? &lt;br /&gt;I used to have my black rimmed ring on my ring finger. But somehow lately I just refuse to put it on for long. Even if I pick it up and wear it, the next thing I know, I pull it off and dump it back in my bag. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3)What jewelry do you wear most? &lt;br /&gt;Earrings. Studs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4)What jewelry do you crave most? &lt;br /&gt;Does this mean what I want the most? I want Eternity Rings from Tiffany &amp;amp; Co&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Purses and Shoes &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) How many purses do you own? &lt;br /&gt;COUNTLESS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) How many shoes do you own? &lt;br /&gt;COUNTLESS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Which pair is your favorite? &lt;br /&gt;I'm loving the pair my mum got me from Pavilion! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4)Who is your favorite handbag designer? &lt;br /&gt;I don't have any :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5)Who is your favorite shoe designer? &lt;br /&gt;Tidak tahu leh &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;This or that;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;1) Manolos or Jimmy Choos? &lt;br /&gt;Can I say Louboutin instead?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Dolce and Gabbana or Chanel? &lt;br /&gt;Classic Chanel &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Micheal Kors or Bebe? &lt;br /&gt;None&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Louis Vuitton or Coach? &lt;br /&gt;Louis Vuitton!!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5)Gucci or Prada? &lt;br /&gt;Gucci.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Miscellaneous &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Favorite Magazine to read? &lt;br /&gt;CLEO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Favorite nail polish? &lt;br /&gt;Dark ones! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3)Favourite Book? &lt;br /&gt;Something Borrowed - Emily Giffin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Favorite Band? &lt;br /&gt;Good question! I don't think I have one? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5)Favorite Girly Movie? &lt;br /&gt;I'm trying really hard to think now! None I guess! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Are you high maintenence? &lt;br /&gt;I think so. I enjoy shopping and good food? Lol... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Do you enjoy being a girl? &lt;br /&gt;Yes yes yes!! Being a girl means I can get my way through sulking or pull a tantrum in the middle of streets without being stared at. Haha! But the menstrual cramps and bloated stomachs and thighs, I HATE YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is so long. I almost died doing! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;credits for image: sephora &amp;amp; google&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7534433514178367745-6481178398870610676?l=kahlingsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kahlingsays.blogspot.com/feeds/6481178398870610676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7534433514178367745&amp;postID=6481178398870610676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7534433514178367745/posts/default/6481178398870610676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7534433514178367745/posts/default/6481178398870610676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kahlingsays.blogspot.com/2011/08/meme.html' title='Meme'/><author><name>Kah Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14657843215504237483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sQzNWpC1HjY/TqraEy9dWoI/AAAAAAAABiM/K9k2r34q7TE/s220/ed.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kn_DF6Ue7mo/Tlzv3nA-1OI/AAAAAAAABb0/l_9lJS904l4/s72-c/supreme+cleansing+foam.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7534433514178367745.post-1112343228399352392</id><published>2011-08-29T15:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-29T15:18:47.233+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Just Dance</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Shake that! Everyday I'm shuffling ~ Party rock is in the house tonight ~ Very familiar lyrics? I bet you know it by heart the famous song by LMFAO, "Party Rock Anthem". The music video suddenly pops up in my mind whereby there's a guy with the robot head and there's Jesus shuffling as well. And oh of course, Quest Crew! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://3.gvt0.com/vi/KQ6zr6kCPj8/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KQ6zr6kCPj8&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KQ6zr6kCPj8&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyone out there loves upbeat music like I do? I swear I will fall asleep when you put on instrumental songs. Emphasis placed on the words: INSTRUMENTAL. I love how it goes ting ting tong tong and the piano and everything but it's just not me. Ok, maybe yes for Yiruma but the rest, not me. I'm an avid fan of really loud and noisy music. Sean Paul, David Guetta, Benny Bennasi, Sidney Samson, LMFAO, Lil' Jon and the list goes on and on and on and on... Reggae music as well.. So I'm pretty much a music person minus the instrumental ones. So bring on the music!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JhG3xdb4OTI/TlsxXIo6NMI/AAAAAAAABa0/V96AxFOAjKE/s1600/200337458-008.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="323" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JhG3xdb4OTI/TlsxXIo6NMI/AAAAAAAABa0/V96AxFOAjKE/s400/200337458-008.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Have you ever felt shy or embarrassed to dance in a crowd? Especially when your favourite song come up and you really wanna dance? * My favourite verse right now would be none other than "Everyday I'm Shuffling"*. If I hit rewind 2 years ago, I would actually just sit down silently and will be imagining I myself dancing in the room and everyone will go woooooww... hahaha! The first time I went to a club, I think Amy would actually remember this, I was so shy and I didn't dare to move a single muscle. But now, haha! Pass on the booze and I'll be party rocking on the floor. Damn, I'm gonna miss this when I head back to KL. My baby booze...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-awEDv4ebXyo/Tls1YZB857I/AAAAAAAABa4/dontuEnZ6FI/s1600/84373721.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-awEDv4ebXyo/Tls1YZB857I/AAAAAAAABa4/dontuEnZ6FI/s400/84373721.jpg" width="260" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm envious of the people who can dance really well. Well, I personally love dancers. My favourite Malaysian dancer of all time, JOEL TAN! He is such a down to earth man and he has been an inspiration to me to adore dance since I was 15! Why didn't I take up dancing? Well, there's a lot of reasons and we shall not move to that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://2.gvt0.com/vi/q7y2Q2Wr0zo/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/q7y2Q2Wr0zo&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/q7y2Q2Wr0zo&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;My current addiction: Quest Crew! Show them some love! &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6veNFu7V-d8/Tls6ihKAhcI/AAAAAAAABa8/N-JWvSWzJ90/s1600/109711278.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6veNFu7V-d8/Tls6ihKAhcI/AAAAAAAABa8/N-JWvSWzJ90/s400/109711278.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are tonnes of different types of dancing in this world. Belly dancing, tap dancing, line dancing,&amp;nbsp; ballroom, tribal dancing (!), lyrical dancing and the list goes on! I wonder does the Chinese ritual thing considered dancing! Haha! But I myself is a huge fan of hip hop dance! Hip hop is like the father and it subs to the popping, locking, b-boy... and then I would move on to new jack swing, house and woooww and if I keep on going, you all would get really bored. Oh let me add in, SHUFFLE! Lol.. very popular among the street dancers! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Jvxe3lz5Tqo/Tls6jGzz-iI/AAAAAAAABbA/qKcDBtQCBdg/s1600/103065596.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Jvxe3lz5Tqo/Tls6jGzz-iI/AAAAAAAABbA/qKcDBtQCBdg/s400/103065596.jpg" width="270" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me, dancing is a form of expressing ourselves. When you are happy, you will jump and be giddy. When you get mad, you stomp on the ground with the stern face. When in love, you will twirl with a serene look. There's no one to judge you when you express yourselves that way. I mean hey, it's just a part of your choreography. It's an art. There's no specific way to define it or give interpretation to it. It may reflect different meanings to the one that sees it and only you the painter, will understand the true meaning of your own choreography.&amp;nbsp; Do not hesitate and hold back. Jump up high and embrace the true meaning of dance. Shake that! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's end this post with an ultimate dance song!! My all-time favourite, MC Hammer, "Can't Touch This"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://0.gvt0.com/vi/WIHAkqCls4A/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WIHAkqCls4A&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WIHAkqCls4A&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;credits for images: gettyimages &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/7534433514178367745-1112343228399352392?l=kahlingsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kahlingsays.blogspot.com/feeds/1112343228399352392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7534433514178367745&amp;postID=1112343228399352392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7534433514178367745/posts/default/1112343228399352392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7534433514178367745/posts/default/1112343228399352392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kahlingsays.blogspot.com/2011/08/just-dance.html' title='Just Dance'/><author><name>Kah Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14657843215504237483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sQzNWpC1HjY/TqraEy9dWoI/AAAAAAAABiM/K9k2r34q7TE/s220/ed.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JhG3xdb4OTI/TlsxXIo6NMI/AAAAAAAABa0/V96AxFOAjKE/s72-c/200337458-008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7534433514178367745.post-242266190738527394</id><published>2011-08-23T10:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-23T10:58:24.033+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Smile :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TmBPzDTKtEs/TlMVXGj92UI/AAAAAAAABas/4t82KL-IhMg/s1600/98539218.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TmBPzDTKtEs/TlMVXGj92UI/AAAAAAAABas/4t82KL-IhMg/s400/98539218.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey you what's up with the frown on your face? Why is it turned upside down on a fine morning like this? Smile! How I wish I have someone to say that to me when I had a bad day. I end up having retail therapy and burnt a hole in purse and had to starve for a week sometimes just to get through the whole week without running to the ATM machine again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fVEl36KgVVg/TlMVWHlBqTI/AAAAAAAABak/55YAFz4xy04/s1600/106899382.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fVEl36KgVVg/TlMVWHlBqTI/AAAAAAAABak/55YAFz4xy04/s400/106899382.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usually, every morning I would wake up to tai-chi music and little kids running around the basketball court. Sometimes I would just wish I live inside the jungle or maybe under the sea or somewhere far from vicinity. This morning I silently wished and prayed that my phone will ring and said maybe the office will be closed for renovation or even a sudden public holiday. No, sadly it didn't happen. So! I pulled myself up with the grumpiest face and messiest hairstyle. I guess this morning was pretty much different as I had an additional 5 minutes to spare so I kneel down and played with my dog a little and my frown just automatically flips it way self up and now I'm smiling as I'm writing this entry.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6TquMkgu2vg/TlMVWnmNvDI/AAAAAAAABao/EQXaIdCsqFg/s1600/107230671.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="298" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6TquMkgu2vg/TlMVWnmNvDI/AAAAAAAABao/EQXaIdCsqFg/s400/107230671.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The song "Smile' by Charlie Chaplin is playing in my head since 7.40am this morning.&amp;nbsp; And I was actually listening to upbeat music like Riverside by Sidney Samson and maybe a little of Rihanna. Smile ~ what's the use of crying. Ok I admit. Not Charlie Chaplin's version is playing in my head. Victor Kim's version is. I've been head over heels for the past 1 week now. Can someone as awesome as Victor Kim pop up in my uni when I go back next semester? Please!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://2.gvt0.com/vi/OL41icky_FY/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/OL41icky_FY&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/OL41icky_FY&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's rather cute to have someone play the ukulele as compared to the guitar. Aiyyerr .... okay maybe everything seems cute on him! Okay! * Fan girl squuealls *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="color: #351c75;"&gt;Smile, though your heart is aching&lt;br /&gt;Smile, even though it’s breaking&lt;br /&gt;When there are clouds in the sky&lt;br /&gt;you’ll get by&lt;br /&gt;If you smile through your fear and sorrow&lt;br /&gt;Smile and maybe tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;You’ll see the sun come shining through&lt;br /&gt;for you&lt;br /&gt;Light up your face with gladness&lt;br /&gt;Hide every trace of sadness Although a tear may be ever so near&lt;br /&gt;That’s the time you must keep on trying&lt;br /&gt;Smile what’s the use of crying&lt;br /&gt;You’ll find that life is still worthwhile&lt;br /&gt;If you’ll just&lt;br /&gt;Smile&lt;/blockquote&gt;&amp;nbsp;What a sweet lyric. So what are you waiting for? Just S-M-I-L-E &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CDYWZSllZYA/TlMVXnY4_aI/AAAAAAAABaw/jSfITcb3akQ/s1600/98711604.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CDYWZSllZYA/TlMVXnY4_aI/AAAAAAAABaw/jSfITcb3akQ/s400/98711604.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;credits for images: gettyimages &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7534433514178367745-242266190738527394?l=kahlingsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kahlingsays.blogspot.com/feeds/242266190738527394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7534433514178367745&amp;postID=242266190738527394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7534433514178367745/posts/default/242266190738527394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7534433514178367745/posts/default/242266190738527394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kahlingsays.blogspot.com/2011/08/smile.html' title='Smile :)'/><author><name>Kah Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14657843215504237483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sQzNWpC1HjY/TqraEy9dWoI/AAAAAAAABiM/K9k2r34q7TE/s220/ed.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TmBPzDTKtEs/TlMVXGj92UI/AAAAAAAABas/4t82KL-IhMg/s72-c/98539218.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7534433514178367745.post-6604885602557989462</id><published>2011-08-22T22:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-23T10:58:08.045+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy Birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>My 21st Birthday Wish List</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I can't believe I'm turning 21 in about 3 weeks time? Wow... I never thought that I would actually live until this age. Lol... kidding. I've been wanting to post this up few months ago but at the midst of it, I have already requested for it personally and even bought it for myself. I love having a job and&amp;nbsp; I could just get anything I want. If I posted this about a month ago, I would probably list out 12 presents easily. Haha! But! I guess I act quickly so I got what I want already. Well not all., so I'll just save my breath talking and let the pictures do all the talking. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;1. Starbucks Tumbler. My old one that is superbly awesome and beautiful is scratched. Well, it has been more than a year so I wouldn't mind to have another one. I would rather have the cold tumbler ones though. I hardly drink it hot. Ask my barrista will ya? Lol...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kmt6K4Kp2IA/TlJmeQFB9sI/AAAAAAAABac/B4Lyci4fY14/s1600/starbucks+04.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="242" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kmt6K4Kp2IA/TlJmeQFB9sI/AAAAAAAABac/B4Lyci4fY14/s400/starbucks+04.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;2. Mustache necklace/rings. I'm weird and quirky. So how can I miss out these? There are trending in tumbler so I want one of my own!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IzWOK4NWpb8/TlJmb6K-c1I/AAAAAAAABaU/h5nOAg2XPsY/s1600/moustache.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="278" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IzWOK4NWpb8/TlJmb6K-c1I/AAAAAAAABaU/h5nOAg2XPsY/s400/moustache.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;3. A pair of new earphones. Not that I have any complains on my cheap RM10 earphones but I do appreciate it if I have a nicer quality ones. Current addiction: Beats by Dr Dre. I've seen tonnes of people using it. I guess it must be a real deal. Only wants the ear buds type since I have no use for the bigger ones. (I think I may end up buying this for myself instead! Haha!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-v23A_SfDfzc/TlJmezMiHpI/AAAAAAAABag/Dxb8f1YgLLg/s1600/tour1rb.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-v23A_SfDfzc/TlJmezMiHpI/AAAAAAAABag/Dxb8f1YgLLg/s400/tour1rb.jpg" width="335" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;4. Marc Jacob Daisy Perfume. This one I just wanna put it here for the sake of it. I don't really want it seriously. It just looks so pretty and it was sitting at Sephora the other day looking so pretty. So this is for wishful thinking.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-faDL60di2SU/TlJmbadW0zI/AAAAAAAABaQ/4FITJenDxkI/s1600/42-157-large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-faDL60di2SU/TlJmbadW0zI/AAAAAAAABaQ/4FITJenDxkI/s400/42-157-large.jpg" width="326" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;5. Soap &amp;amp; Glory products. If you have read about my post about how awesome it is, then you would probably know why I love it so much!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LGhgDcMHnco/TlJmdHaSISI/AAAAAAAABaY/yu55lqeAhi4/s1600/Soap-and-Glory-gift-set-e1292593084444.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LGhgDcMHnco/TlJmdHaSISI/AAAAAAAABaY/yu55lqeAhi4/s400/Soap-and-Glory-gift-set-e1292593084444.jpg" width="355" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ok. I'm done with the top list. Haha! Shocked much? "What else do you want" is clearly in your mind. Lol... well it doesn't hurt to dream eh? I don't mind having more &lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;M.A.C stuffs, purses, accessories, handphone casings and anything whimsical.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Please don't. I repeat&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt; DON'T GET ME:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anything that is:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;1)&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt; Really really heavy&lt;/span&gt; (I don't mind diamond or gold) because I can't lug it back to KL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;2) &lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Photo frames&lt;/span&gt;. I'm gonna kill you. I swear I will.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;3) Really out of the world stuff like &lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;paper clips&lt;/span&gt;. I mean who gives paper clips for birthday?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;4) &lt;span style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;Clothes&lt;/span&gt;. I am very picky with fashion.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;5) &lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;Mugs&lt;/span&gt;. I have enough. Thank you&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;6) Anything that is for &lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;display&lt;/span&gt;. I have a friend that gives sucky gifts every year that I silently wish that she would just stop giving me any. Lol...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I know I sound like a diva but I could afford being one. Especially when I'm turning 21. Happy Birthday to me in 3 weeks time!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;credits for images: google images &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/7534433514178367745-6604885602557989462?l=kahlingsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kahlingsays.blogspot.com/feeds/6604885602557989462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7534433514178367745&amp;postID=6604885602557989462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7534433514178367745/posts/default/6604885602557989462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7534433514178367745/posts/default/6604885602557989462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kahlingsays.blogspot.com/2011/08/my-21st-birthday-wish-list.html' title='My 21st Birthday Wish List'/><author><name>Kah Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14657843215504237483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sQzNWpC1HjY/TqraEy9dWoI/AAAAAAAABiM/K9k2r34q7TE/s220/ed.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kmt6K4Kp2IA/TlJmeQFB9sI/AAAAAAAABac/B4Lyci4fY14/s72-c/starbucks+04.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7534433514178367745.post-1451123996125985124</id><published>2011-08-09T11:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-09T11:44:18.448+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Actions When I Sleep</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Here I go again. With another odd topic to write on. When I sleep, I tend to mumble, moan and luckily no kicking or sleep talking. I do sleep walk though when I was way way younger. And the end!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-h5EEcwYyv7c/TkCqB8icd-I/AAAAAAAABYY/6KxLg4gSsFQ/s1600/101680623.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="295" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-h5EEcwYyv7c/TkCqB8icd-I/AAAAAAAABYY/6KxLg4gSsFQ/s400/101680623.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Haha! Okay okay. This is not all. I don't pull my readers' leg. Dreams. Have you ever woke up and felt that dream was so real and yet you struggled so much to remember it? Well, same case goes to me. Only that I have the tendency to remember most of the bizarre dreams even as I type along. It usually occur when I am awfully tired or even when I am relentlessly free. But most of the time it would be after a crazy day or when I sleep in a new place. Be it a hotel or a new room or even a new change of bed position. Rather absurd I know but I always felt that I am rather quirky in every sense. This weird lady here is always attracted to nonsensical stuff. No one understands certain obsession I have with certain stuff. Like a weird looking tattoo, or an odd tribal design or maybe the out of the world looking rings and necklaces. I was even attracted to skulls at one point! Haha! So can someone enlighten me on that? I guess I was a witch or some bomoh in the past life! Lately there had been more and more funny dreams so why not google it up since I am stuck in the office with nothing much to do?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oXqgevGqL5o/TkCqCAyyztI/AAAAAAAABYc/nXgbu_vLPFY/s1600/109439552.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oXqgevGqL5o/TkCqCAyyztI/AAAAAAAABYc/nXgbu_vLPFY/s400/109439552.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dreams&lt;/b&gt; are successions of images&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;ideas&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;emotions&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;sensations&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt; occurring involuntarily in the &lt;/span&gt;mind during certain stages of sleep&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;  The content and purpose of dreams are not yet understood, though they  have been a topic of speculation and interest throughout recorded  history (credits to wiki). They are also often related to spiritual stuff or callings from the spirits from the other world. Ancient people really believe in the interpretations of dreams. Sometimes they are rather true and well being in a Chinese family, I do get a share of stories that I hear as I grow up. Not only Chinese have tales to be told, even the Egyptians! Do google it up and have fun reading them!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gaEJ9eVyty0/TkCqBf1JlJI/AAAAAAAABYU/iHg9_0FGVVM/s1600/89198860.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="303" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gaEJ9eVyty0/TkCqBf1JlJI/AAAAAAAABYU/iHg9_0FGVVM/s400/89198860.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;So, I went googling on "meaning of dreams" and key in certain images that often pop up in my dreams so I could understand them better. Who knows, there is a really important hidden meaning in it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;Teeth: &lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Normally an unfavorable sign in a dream. It             signifies displeasure and also shows that you are afraid of losing             someone dear to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Running&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy;"&gt;No restraint. Freedom.         Distance. There is something that you want to escape from.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;Ex-lover/Crush&lt;/span&gt;:&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy;"&gt;Masculine ideal, either         integrated or rejected. Something accepted or failed to accept within         yourself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy;"&gt;Vanity. Pleasure. The         idealized inner self.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;The list goes on and on. Do try it out yourself at &lt;a href="http://www.petrix.com/dreams/"&gt;Dream Dictionary&lt;/a&gt;. You'll be surprised&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Do you recall listening to a song goes " &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;Whenever I want you, all I have to do is Drea-ea-ea-ea-eam, dream, dream, dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;" Lol! Even there's someone that thinks dream is so amazing that they can even write a song with the word in it.. Do listen to "All I Have To Do Is Dream by The Everly Brothers" if you haven't heard of them before. Or you can just watch it on youtube! Here you go:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://0.gvt0.com/vi/m24uUzJgfwQ/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/m24uUzJgfwQ&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/m24uUzJgfwQ&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Thanks for reading!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I can make you mine, taste your lips of wine Anytime night or day Only trouble is, gee whiz I'm dreamin' my life away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy;"&gt;credits to getty images &amp;amp; Dream Dictionary&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&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/7534433514178367745-1451123996125985124?l=kahlingsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kahlingsays.blogspot.com/feeds/1451123996125985124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7534433514178367745&amp;postID=1451123996125985124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7534433514178367745/posts/default/1451123996125985124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7534433514178367745/posts/default/1451123996125985124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kahlingsays.blogspot.com/2011/08/actions-when-i-sleep.html' title='Actions When I Sleep'/><author><name>Kah Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14657843215504237483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sQzNWpC1HjY/TqraEy9dWoI/AAAAAAAABiM/K9k2r34q7TE/s220/ed.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-h5EEcwYyv7c/TkCqB8icd-I/AAAAAAAABYY/6KxLg4gSsFQ/s72-c/101680623.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7534433514178367745.post-461725265461592478</id><published>2011-08-07T19:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-07T19:26:15.178+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gardens'/><title type='text'>Oh My Charms!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Oooppps sorry for the MIA again. Well not exactly that long but the previous post was just some of crappy posts of my thoughts on rings and just curing my boredom. But this time, I shall do something similar. Just that hoping that it is slightly better! I have always been a fan for random small trinkets. I wonder why. Accessories, phone straps, earrings, oh you name it! Since young, I felt that I have a particular attraction to charms. Especially charm bracelets and now I finally grow up, I still love them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6jsghwuvZT4/Tj51nk6O3oI/AAAAAAAABYQ/jDx4r1hdvVY/s1600/katyperry.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6jsghwuvZT4/Tj51nk6O3oI/AAAAAAAABYQ/jDx4r1hdvVY/s400/katyperry.jpg" width="331" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Have you guys heard of Thomas Sabo? I first heard of Thomas Sabo was when I was in Gardens. I was actually looking at the displays and then I find one of their collection rather funny. It was the one with the skulls and very hard rockish. It didn't catch my attention then. Much later on, I was at Bangsar Village and I stopped by Thomas Sabo cos my godmother wanted to look at it, I just felt that it was really pretty and that's it. The only time that really caught my attention was last year for a very personal reason and it was attraction instantly! Everytime I pass by Thomas Sabo in Gardens, I would silently pray that one day it would be mine. Even for just one small charm.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cF3bm5iDzwA/Tj51Jbo7i_I/AAAAAAAABYI/DMgvLeVd5HQ/s1600/charm_club.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cF3bm5iDzwA/Tj51Jbo7i_I/AAAAAAAABYI/DMgvLeVd5HQ/s400/charm_club.jpg" width="383" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6jsghwuvZT4/Tj51nk6O3oI/AAAAAAAABYQ/jDx4r1hdvVY/s1600/katyperry.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I personally believed that for every charm there would be a meaning behind them. Be it sad or happy or just something that just reminds you of someone or something. It's like a mini monument. Just that it just hangs around you. I planned to get one for myself for my 21st birthday after I received my paycheck. I did tonnes of research and looking at the catalogs.&amp;nbsp; So yesterday, I finally got my very own Thomas Sabo It was a gift from mummy dearest for my 21st birthday. It means a lot to me. It serves as a reminder to me. Although it was just a small charm, I felt that it helps to remind me how my life has been and the times I just needed to be thankful. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YAeJslg8hSU/Tj51NDbFQaI/AAAAAAAABYM/oXbGlYiUoTY/s1600/sbao.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YAeJslg8hSU/Tj51NDbFQaI/AAAAAAAABYM/oXbGlYiUoTY/s400/sbao.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My first Thomas Sabo (06/08/2011) and more to come! (P.S. The necklace isn't from Thomas Sabo.) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;credits for images: google images&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7534433514178367745-461725265461592478?l=kahlingsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kahlingsays.blogspot.com/feeds/461725265461592478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7534433514178367745&amp;postID=461725265461592478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7534433514178367745/posts/default/461725265461592478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7534433514178367745/posts/default/461725265461592478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kahlingsays.blogspot.com/2011/08/oh-my-charms.html' title='Oh My Charms!'/><author><name>Kah Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14657843215504237483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sQzNWpC1HjY/TqraEy9dWoI/AAAAAAAABiM/K9k2r34q7TE/s220/ed.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6jsghwuvZT4/Tj51nk6O3oI/AAAAAAAABYQ/jDx4r1hdvVY/s72-c/katyperry.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7534433514178367745.post-344432587131303126</id><published>2011-07-27T10:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-27T10:25:48.974+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Infinity Rings</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #e06666; text-align: justify;"&gt;Lately I have been seeking solace from online shopping. Blogshops, blog reviews and everything. Even the ones from Facebook. I was so crazy even up to the extent of exchanging blog links with Winnie to get the best bargains from clothes to accessories and even STICKERS. Anyway, back to the topic, since I have been on an online shopping spree, I couldn't help it to notice small trinkets that caught my eyes. Yes, the Infinity Rings. No, I'm not getting married yet. Oh Amy is! Haha! Okay... so I went on and research about it. Infinity Rings or also known as Eternity Rings are more commonly known as wedding bands. But of course, there are people who bought it for other reasons that wanted the special symbolism of Eternity. But before showing some of the rings, do let me give you all a brief knowledge on it okay?? Lol...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; text-align: justify;"&gt;Personally, Infinity Rings symbolizes everlasting or things that last forever. Actually I didn't know there are so other meanings behind these lovely bands adorning the 4th finger of your hand.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; text-align: justify;"&gt;Infinity Rings' shapes actually meant continuity. Whereby the lovers' relationship will continue and last and there would be no end to it. Further, with the diamonds surrounding every angle of the rings, it gives an additional meaning to it. Diamonds are undying love and devotion, loyalty, fidelity, eternal friendship,  unwavering partnership and commitment. They can also represent the  future, promising a life of togetherness and closeness. Diamonds on eternity rings  represent all of these meanings in an eternal circle, essentially  magnifying their meanings, continually encompassing the finger in a  never-ending circle of lasting beauty. Very romantic isn't it?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #e06666; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Iig2uS18mOw/Ti9yhUqU_RI/AAAAAAAABX4/AZhqzoXNZyw/s1600/princess-diamond-channel-eternity-ring-0105187.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Iig2uS18mOw/Ti9yhUqU_RI/AAAAAAAABX4/AZhqzoXNZyw/s320/princess-diamond-channel-eternity-ring-0105187.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; text-align: justify;"&gt;This would be the classic Infinity Ring. The diamonds are placed in such a way that at every angle they would be seen. Some would even choose not to alter it for the correct sizes as they felt that it would lose its meaning.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #e06666; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-n28VC1c317U/Ti9ygy2hCzI/AAAAAAAABX0/FJP0KmLnWt8/s1600/1305603_f520.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-n28VC1c317U/Ti9ygy2hCzI/AAAAAAAABX0/FJP0KmLnWt8/s320/1305603_f520.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border: medium none; color: #e06666; overflow: hidden; text-align: justify; text-decoration: none;"&gt;This is the half Infinity Ring. This is much more practical and affordable. You could also made it to fit as compared to the classic ones. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border: medium none; color: #e06666; overflow: hidden; text-align: justify; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #e06666; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t9KbXlCsHp4/Ti9yhtdFfpI/AAAAAAAABX8/85y5h5QfnUs/s1600/tiffany-co-rings-tiffany-infinity-ring.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="232" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t9KbXlCsHp4/Ti9yhtdFfpI/AAAAAAAABX8/85y5h5QfnUs/s320/tiffany-co-rings-tiffany-infinity-ring.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border: medium none; color: #e06666; overflow: hidden; text-align: justify; text-decoration: none;"&gt;This is another type of Infinity Rings with the infinity symbol onto it. This is by Tiffany. Much simpler and I guess better for couples or maybe for other occasions. And now, for my choice of ring!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border: medium none; color: #e06666; overflow: hidden; text-align: justify; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #e06666; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jgTxt1Zl_YM/Ti9yiJXzodI/AAAAAAAABYA/PqaiVczm1bQ/s1600/tumblr_lm0s3b7LCn1qbhmb5o1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="246" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jgTxt1Zl_YM/Ti9yiJXzodI/AAAAAAAABYA/PqaiVczm1bQ/s320/tumblr_lm0s3b7LCn1qbhmb5o1_500.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border: medium none; color: #e06666; overflow: hidden; text-align: justify; text-decoration: none;"&gt;This ring caught my eyes instantly when I googled for Infinity Rings. This is again, from Tiffany. I mean which girl on Earth wouldn't want to own a Tiffany? That sweet Tiffany Blue colored box with a ribbon on top is definitely the right way to win a girl's heart (Ok, Mine)... Doesn't hurt to dream! It is indeed elegant &amp;amp; exquisite.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border: medium none; color: #e06666; overflow: hidden; text-align: justify; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border: medium none; color: #e06666; overflow: hidden; text-align: justify; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Well, of course, if I have already caught your attention and is craving for one and yet don't have the budget? Afraid not! I found one blogshop that does it too! &lt;a href="http://glamtags.blogspot.com/2011/06/custom-order-infinity-ring.html"&gt;Glam Tags&lt;/a&gt;!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border: medium none; color: #e06666; overflow: hidden; text-align: justify; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #e06666; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OAyZ-KEnkW4/Ti90lfmJ29I/AAAAAAAABYE/s4b8J7McgkM/s1600/infinity3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OAyZ-KEnkW4/Ti90lfmJ29I/AAAAAAAABYE/s4b8J7McgkM/s320/infinity3.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border: medium none; color: #e06666; overflow: hidden; text-align: justify; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border: medium none; color: #e06666; overflow: hidden; text-align: justify; text-decoration: none;"&gt;The one they made are very similar to the first Tiffany I showed and they cost about RM250. Much cheaper than a Tiffany. So what are you waiting for? Grab an Infinity Ring!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border: medium none; color: #e06666; overflow: hidden; text-align: justify; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border: medium none; color: #e06666; overflow: hidden; text-align: justify; text-decoration: none;"&gt;This is not an advertorial. Just sharing :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border: medium none; color: #e06666; overflow: hidden; text-align: justify; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border: medium none; color: #e06666; overflow: hidden; text-align: justify; text-decoration: none;"&gt;credits to: google images&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border: medium none; color: #e06666; overflow: hidden; text-align: justify; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.articlesbase.com/weddings-articles/the-meaning-of-eternity-rings-319691.html"&gt; Articles Base&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border: medium none; color: #e06666; overflow: hidden; text-align: justify; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://glamtags.blogspot.com/"&gt;Glam Tags&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/7534433514178367745-344432587131303126?l=kahlingsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kahlingsays.blogspot.com/feeds/344432587131303126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7534433514178367745&amp;postID=344432587131303126' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7534433514178367745/posts/default/344432587131303126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7534433514178367745/posts/default/344432587131303126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kahlingsays.blogspot.com/2011/07/infinity-rings.html' title='Infinity Rings'/><author><name>Kah Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14657843215504237483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sQzNWpC1HjY/TqraEy9dWoI/AAAAAAAABiM/K9k2r34q7TE/s220/ed.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Iig2uS18mOw/Ti9yhUqU_RI/AAAAAAAABX4/AZhqzoXNZyw/s72-c/princess-diamond-channel-eternity-ring-0105187.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7534433514178367745.post-3544504975832906804</id><published>2011-07-24T22:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T22:19:22.603+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>What's In My Bag</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I was reading several blogs and lately there have been a trend of posting, " What's In My Bag"... Well maybe not a whole post dedicated to it, but there indeed had been pretty many posts about it. For example by Jen in frmheadtotoe and some of my friends as well. So, just to post something that is more about me! I guess it is a good chance to let you all know what I adore so much to bring around with me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q8Gw1Fpm48k/Tiwjn6YBKLI/AAAAAAAABXo/_cc_wJTf8vA/s1600/mng.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q8Gw1Fpm48k/Tiwjn6YBKLI/AAAAAAAABXo/_cc_wJTf8vA/s400/mng.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This the latest bag I shopped for. Got it from MNG for my work. Pretty affordable and trust me, MNG's bag do last for quite a while, so it's worth the price! But I kinda dislike the metal chain as it makes it really heavy and the size of the bag is boxy so it is really awkward to have it as a sling bag.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So what is INSIDE??? Jeng jeng jeng jeng....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UI2AND0h6lk/TiwjoklGF7I/AAAAAAAABXs/blwLuIwuI7A/s1600/mng2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UI2AND0h6lk/TiwjoklGF7I/AAAAAAAABXs/blwLuIwuI7A/s400/mng2.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Let's start clockwise from left....&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;1) My really cheap &lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;earphone&lt;/span&gt; with the best quality ever! Got this from Midvalley and I bring it with me everywhere. It helped me survived the worst train rides and the noisy nights in the hotel of Singapore.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;2)&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt; Blue Polo Club Specs&lt;/span&gt;. FYI, I don't really need specs and they don't contain any degrees so it's actually a computer spec where it fights off the radiation. Make sense, no?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;3) &lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Hand Cream&lt;/span&gt; from a random small booth in Boulevard, Kuching.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;4) My sweet pink&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt; purse&lt;/span&gt;!!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;5) My &lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Gusto makeup pouch&lt;/span&gt;. I will reveal what is inside later. Yay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;6) My &lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;company ID&lt;/span&gt;. Need it to access to almost everywhere in the office.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;7) My &lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;student ID&lt;/span&gt;. It's basically the most important card for all the students! Need I to elaborate more?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;8) My sidekick &lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Blackberry&lt;/span&gt;. Can't live without it. I MEAN IT!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;9) A &lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Comb, Pen and Pendrive&lt;/span&gt;. (Sorry I got lazy... this is self-explanatory right?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;10) &lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Gusto Tissue Bag/Holder/Pouch&lt;/span&gt;. I like my tissues clean and not crunched up. They are kinda dirty if you just chuck in your bag. Kinda defeat the whole purpose of having tissues. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sorry!&amp;nbsp; Well, I guess pictures mean a thousand words? I am not in the mood to update actually but then I guess I just gotta do it. Bear with me :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0wodVIgMe9A/TiwjpU5UtnI/AAAAAAAABXw/4fp9Du_rRc4/s1600/mng3.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0wodVIgMe9A/TiwjpU5UtnI/AAAAAAAABXw/4fp9Du_rRc4/s400/mng3.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Let's do this from the bottom left... This is what I have in my makeup pouch!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;1) &lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Clean &amp;amp; Clear Oil Control Film&lt;/span&gt; - Being in hot &amp;amp; humid country like Malaysia, this is practically my life-saver from having my skin looking like I showered in oil. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;2) &lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Rubber bands&lt;/span&gt; (in the pink pouch). I don't actually use them. I wonder why I bring them around.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;3) &lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Telephone cords hair ties&lt;/span&gt;. I love these. They hold your hair really well without leaving the marks on your hair. Perfect!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;4) &lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Mirror&lt;/span&gt;. With magnifying lens and normal ones.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;5) &lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Estee Lauder Cyber White compact powder&lt;/span&gt;. Again, I don't know why I bring them around. I don't even touch up my makeup. I'm weird.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;6) &lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Biore Makeup Remover Sheets&lt;/span&gt; - These are staples in my pouch! I need this more than anything. Especially I have eyeliners on and when they smudge, it just looks really bad! So, I keep these babies always around me. Doubles up as a refreshing wipe sometimes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;7)&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt; kji &amp;amp; Co. 24 Hours Eyeliner Injection&lt;/span&gt; - I can't live without eyeliner. I wonder who is the genius that creates eyeliner. I highly recommend this one to bring around especially when you don't own a makeup remover. It can be removed by just using water and yet it is water-proof. Very special right?! So this is really recommendable!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;8) &lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Bobby Pin&lt;/span&gt;. To keep the bangs away and you won't know when you need them :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;9) &lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Body Shop Hemp Lip Protector&lt;/span&gt; - I have really dry lips and working in a fully air-conditioned office, this is kinda help. The only one that really gives my lips protections are always from Body Shop. So, do support them!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;That's it from me! Have a great week ahead. I know it's mundane Monday tomorrow but don't let that spoil your mood. Love ya!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7534433514178367745-3544504975832906804?l=kahlingsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kahlingsays.blogspot.com/feeds/3544504975832906804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7534433514178367745&amp;postID=3544504975832906804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7534433514178367745/posts/default/3544504975832906804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7534433514178367745/posts/default/3544504975832906804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kahlingsays.blogspot.com/2011/07/whats-in-my-bag.html' title='What&apos;s In My Bag'/><author><name>Kah Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14657843215504237483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sQzNWpC1HjY/TqraEy9dWoI/AAAAAAAABiM/K9k2r34q7TE/s220/ed.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q8Gw1Fpm48k/Tiwjn6YBKLI/AAAAAAAABXo/_cc_wJTf8vA/s72-c/mng.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7534433514178367745.post-2316917994528393102</id><published>2011-07-19T12:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-21T08:05:38.039+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><title type='text'>[Movie Reviews] Transformers 3: Dark of the Moon</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xxcZxoOPsto/TiUOUCcS-xI/AAAAAAAABXg/xzp0UmPSAgI/s1600/Transformers_dark_of_the_moon_ver5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xxcZxoOPsto/TiUOUCcS-xI/AAAAAAAABXg/xzp0UmPSAgI/s400/Transformers_dark_of_the_moon_ver5.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After a long week and a sick-filled weekend, I took a day off after the doctor issued me a MC. After several discussions and long plannings few weeks before, we finally decided that yesterday would be the best day as it would be less rush for me. Office hours from 8 - 6 would be rather hectic and with the jam going around at certain parts of Kuching, I wonder what time could I possibly reach Spring. Anyway, last night, the two ladies got the tickets and settled for a sushi dinner. Well, I suggested it as I MISS THE TASTE OF SUSHI. I just gotta accept Sushi King as there are no Sushi Zanmai nor Sakae Sushi here. Thinking back, so many of my friends have became victims due to my sushi cravings: Iona, Bestie, Ann, Jin.... the list goes on. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Before we enter MBO, we had a surprise. The lights went out and we were like uuhhh... what is goin on?? And the funny thing was the cinema halls are fully operating! So off we go... no fancy clubbing lights to guide us..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been dying to watch Transformers since the first time the trailer was released last year and boy, do I have high expectations for them as the previous one was AWESOME!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'll give you a really really brief review and probably you could smack me later for wasting the precious times of your life. Hardcore fans should know the difference between Decepticons and Autobots right?? Okay okay... Decepticons are the bad ones and Autobots are the one that work with humans and save the Earth. Love me yet? So this movie is basically about them battling against each other so that they could revive back Cybertron (their planet). Sentinel ( a robot who used to really grand and then didn't know why stranded on the moon) was revived back by Optimus Prime and later on, this revival caused a huge disaster. Watch it then you know why. And that's it! Hate me loooo.... Okay, I'll just talk about the pretty Victoria Secret Angel who replaced the Megan Fox, Rose Huntington-Whiteley. She's HOT! Nuff said... and I was pretty amazed by her ability to be able to run in heels. Why Shia always get the hot ladies... what about Josh Duhamel!!! But I would say, it was really refreshing of having Patrick Dempsey in the movie as well. I always thought he is just a really handsome doctor, Mc Dreamy in Grey's Anatomy... Overall, this movie was an okay movie, disappointed if compared to the previous one, but you could still watch it!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;credits for poster: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/File:Transformers_dark_of_the_moon_ver5.jpg" style="color: #e06666;"&gt;Wikipedia&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/7534433514178367745-2316917994528393102?l=kahlingsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kahlingsays.blogspot.com/feeds/2316917994528393102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7534433514178367745&amp;postID=2316917994528393102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7534433514178367745/posts/default/2316917994528393102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7534433514178367745/posts/default/2316917994528393102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kahlingsays.blogspot.com/2011/07/movie-reviews-transformers-3-dark-of.html' title='[Movie Reviews] Transformers 3: Dark of the Moon'/><author><name>Kah Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14657843215504237483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sQzNWpC1HjY/TqraEy9dWoI/AAAAAAAABiM/K9k2r34q7TE/s220/ed.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xxcZxoOPsto/TiUOUCcS-xI/AAAAAAAABXg/xzp0UmPSAgI/s72-c/Transformers_dark_of_the_moon_ver5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7534433514178367745.post-8273548575436011304</id><published>2011-07-11T23:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-11T23:06:56.245+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Malaysia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>Thoughts on Bersih 2.0</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Phheww finally a post. Malaysia has been chaotic lately and also not forgetting my own life. I had my own share of chaos in the office. Those that is following me on twitter probably knew that I stared working last week (I know most of them are about how sleepy I am)... Anyway, back to the topic. I bet the Bersih 2.0 rally is no longer a foreign news to anyone in the world. That rally had caught attention from all over the world, including the almighty Aljazeera. Every single day, without failing there would be tonnes of news popping up in the world wide web and it had definitely caught my attention. Sitting in Kuching while watching all the news made me wonder, what if I was there at that moment, will I actually be brave enough to step onto the streets with the yellow tee on and shout for a clean and free electoral system. I personally applaud all the protesters out there who participated without even fearing the thought of being caught. I applaud the lawyers who volunteered to stand next to the one who were affected by the vicious polices (FRU). I might get be bombed or whatsoever for saying the rest of the entry, but what the heck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-igwLVtpQK7A/ThsQAl81g3I/AAAAAAAABXI/ufTEuHpK43c/s1600/BERSIH-2.0-Bersatu-Teguh--450x318.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="282" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-igwLVtpQK7A/ThsQAl81g3I/AAAAAAAABXI/ufTEuHpK43c/s400/BERSIH-2.0-Bersatu-Teguh--450x318.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Malaysia, I know is being referred as a democratic country. But don't you ever think that word was overrated? I mean it really? Take a second and ponder for a while, Malaysians! If you think democracy was finally reached, do you think your position is what you are now? Have you ever lift your head up high and say, " HEY I AM MALAYSIAN?" I guess before this no. You probably wished that you have migrated away and never be questioned by your foreigner friends about the shameful issues in Malaysia that have secured a place in international headlines. Oh you know what I mean. The murder etc... (I might be caught by ISA if I elaborate any further). But right now, most of you out there will be far more than proud to answer, "Yes, I AM A MALAYSIAN".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3rSaTF8i5U4/ThsQDqYY4HI/AAAAAAAABXQ/hp6lsljiivY/s1600/BersihRally_bytheSun.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3rSaTF8i5U4/ThsQDqYY4HI/AAAAAAAABXQ/hp6lsljiivY/s400/BersihRally_bytheSun.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Thanks to the really brave ones out there to shed blood and tear against the police and government to fight for their rights and freedom. They may have suffered so much and yet they never gave up and that is indeed showing the fighting spirit deeply embedded inside of them. Shame on you government!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qqqy9E7UzVw/ThsQFNeKTaI/AAAAAAAABXY/ImHJPNdvpgM/s1600/CFA9DB61578BE701552BEE8B79D2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="226" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qqqy9E7UzVw/ThsQFNeKTaI/AAAAAAAABXY/ImHJPNdvpgM/s400/CFA9DB61578BE701552BEE8B79D2.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Bersih promised to have a peaceful rally and what was returned instead was bashes, tear gas, and of course blood. Can someone tell me the rationale of shooting tear gas into Tung Shin Hospital? Is it even necessary to even use violence up to a certain extent? I don't understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MUp1jkCrVhM/ThsQF5fqNII/AAAAAAAABXc/GoZs8odRA4U/s1600/london-jeremy-cops-402x300.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="297" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MUp1jkCrVhM/ThsQF5fqNII/AAAAAAAABXc/GoZs8odRA4U/s400/london-jeremy-cops-402x300.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k2G05esrzyI/ThsQEanDa2I/AAAAAAAABXU/6LZOqTMUdiw/s1600/bersih-san-francisco-400x300.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k2G05esrzyI/ThsQEanDa2I/AAAAAAAABXU/6LZOqTMUdiw/s400/bersih-san-francisco-400x300.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Bersih 2.0 rally was held in London, Australia, Taiwan and no one was  hurt nor detained. The police were there but then look at the huge amount of difference. And look at Malaysia... how many were detained....&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8EjUxfqoIrk/ThsQBURDuOI/AAAAAAAABXM/eqB_hVfvXbc/s1600/bersih-rally.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="262" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8EjUxfqoIrk/ThsQBURDuOI/AAAAAAAABXM/eqB_hVfvXbc/s400/bersih-rally.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-igwLVtpQK7A/ThsQAl81g3I/AAAAAAAABXI/ufTEuHpK43c/s1600/BERSIH-2.0-Bersatu-Teguh--450x318.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;At the end of the day, didn't Bersih did what was promised? To have a violence-free and peaceful rally? Why did the government go through all the measures to stop them? Even the Agong agreed to allow Bersih to voice out and why oh why... restrictions after restrictions are done to stop Bersih? The massive roadblocks in KL had caused tonnes of jam around the city. Stopping the public transport, oh dear! What if someone really needed that transport and you stopped it just for the sake of upholding your own position?! Please! I guess a lot of people are angered by the actions of government so far. This is a good time to finally reflect and think, what you have done so far, is it worth it? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;credits for pictures: google images&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7534433514178367745-8273548575436011304?l=kahlingsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kahlingsays.blogspot.com/feeds/8273548575436011304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7534433514178367745&amp;postID=8273548575436011304' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7534433514178367745/posts/default/8273548575436011304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7534433514178367745/posts/default/8273548575436011304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kahlingsays.blogspot.com/2011/07/thoughts-on-bersih-20.html' title='Thoughts on Bersih 2.0'/><author><name>Kah Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14657843215504237483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sQzNWpC1HjY/TqraEy9dWoI/AAAAAAAABiM/K9k2r34q7TE/s220/ed.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-igwLVtpQK7A/ThsQAl81g3I/AAAAAAAABXI/ufTEuHpK43c/s72-c/BERSIH-2.0-Bersatu-Teguh--450x318.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7534433514178367745.post-6979692951551783109</id><published>2011-06-25T22:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-25T22:16:04.644+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Advertorials'/><title type='text'>Adv: I am not just a Law Student, I am a Messenger</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;With the hype of smartphones lately, I, too could not be left behind and got myself a Blackberry this year. A lot of them had asked me why Blackberry? Why not choose the magnificent iPhone 4? I chuckled of course. No words can describe the awesomeness of having a Blackberry.Those that know me well, never see me put down the phone even when I go shopping. It's like having the social network with you on the go.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aS67nRC899w/TgXpqo_gRqI/AAAAAAAABVo/JRmjOtEYfw0/s1600/bb.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aS67nRC899w/TgXpqo_gRqI/AAAAAAAABVo/JRmjOtEYfw0/s320/bb.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But the Blackberry is not complete without one very special messenger. It is of course none other than the Blackberry Messenger or more widely known as the BBM. Before I purchased my BB, a lot of people were talking about it and I was thinking what is that? It sounded pretty cool and I thought it was just a normal application like any other.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7k38Ns2mat8/TgXpswk2IbI/AAAAAAAABV0/eNxqUFV_ykk/s1600/bb3.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7k38Ns2mat8/TgXpswk2IbI/AAAAAAAABV0/eNxqUFV_ykk/s400/bb3.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But after my purchase, I was totally wrong. Little did I know, I realise that I rely a lot on this so-called "application". This is where I spent most of my time on. Tapping my fingers away to my other contacts about everyday stuff without even have to worry about the cost. SMS? Oh please... that costs me hundreds few months ago and now, SMS seems non-existent. It also had allowed me to reconnect with old friends through a very inexpensive way. Back then, I could send out at least 800 smses in one month and imagine what would your bill would look like? Me? I got a 30 minute lecture from my mum and from then onwards, I utilize my BB to the max. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YI5aVo4xlgk/TgXprc5EITI/AAAAAAAABVs/_zJSVrFBSeM/s1600/bb1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YI5aVo4xlgk/TgXprc5EITI/AAAAAAAABVs/_zJSVrFBSeM/s320/bb1.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;When I first got my BB, it was horrific. I almost pulled my hairs off my head and I was thinking why is it so complicated?!!! I can't use most of the applications and it took my more than 2 nights to figure that small black device out. But lucky for the new BB users, there are 5 other users that could offer a helping hand to you and help you through what BBM is about! Click &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://says.my/kahling90/bb-messenger2" style="color: red;"&gt;ON HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Qd-g77c_yrY/TgXpu3RzghI/AAAAAAAABV8/d0M0ptSrXEQ/s1600/bb5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="250" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Qd-g77c_yrY/TgXpu3RzghI/AAAAAAAABV8/d0M0ptSrXEQ/s400/bb5.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;For me, I got Sonny San to help me out! It's really amazing how BBM is useful to many other people. If you are a really busy person like Sonny, Blackberry is indeed the perfect device for you. This device had allowed him to share his photos and videos of his latest fashion lines. He said the BBM is his preferred partner. Awesome right? And oh! He no longer have to worry about SMS fees.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iCeRdQXBMrg/TgXptq-CiMI/AAAAAAAABV4/gBWxMRpaXfE/s1600/bb4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="250" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iCeRdQXBMrg/TgXptq-CiMI/AAAAAAAABV4/gBWxMRpaXfE/s400/bb4.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You can opt to watch a video if you want :).... I did. And I was glad that I did. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JciPswOnd3Y/TgXpv1FdPII/AAAAAAAABWA/tWksogBBN2E/s1600/bb6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="250" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JciPswOnd3Y/TgXpv1FdPII/AAAAAAAABWA/tWksogBBN2E/s400/bb6.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; In this website as well, you get to read what others think about the BBM. I guess this is a really good place to start with if you are still clueless about the BBM. Are you hooked yet? Well I know I am... So what are you waiting for? Click &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://says.my/kahling90/bb-messenger2" style="color: red;"&gt;ON HERE &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;to know more about the fantastic BBM! In no time, you will be breathing, eating and constantly thinking about the BBM!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EVpM9EDBCec/TgXpsA_MJBI/AAAAAAAABVw/MajAzzA8StM/s1600/bb2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EVpM9EDBCec/TgXpsA_MJBI/AAAAAAAABVw/MajAzzA8StM/s320/bb2.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&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/7534433514178367745-6979692951551783109?l=kahlingsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kahlingsays.blogspot.com/feeds/6979692951551783109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7534433514178367745&amp;postID=6979692951551783109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7534433514178367745/posts/default/6979692951551783109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7534433514178367745/posts/default/6979692951551783109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kahlingsays.blogspot.com/2011/06/adv-i-am-not-just-law-student-i-am.html' title='Adv: I am not just a Law Student, I am a Messenger'/><author><name>Kah Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14657843215504237483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sQzNWpC1HjY/TqraEy9dWoI/AAAAAAAABiM/K9k2r34q7TE/s220/ed.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aS67nRC899w/TgXpqo_gRqI/AAAAAAAABVo/JRmjOtEYfw0/s72-c/bb.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7534433514178367745.post-2360801131967345191</id><published>2011-06-19T22:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T22:50:58.401+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>Letter to my 16 Year Old Self</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Inspired by &lt;a href="http://fourfeetnine.com/"&gt;Audrey&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://anaksim0n.blogspot.com/"&gt;Amy&lt;/a&gt;. I wrote out my own version. Yes I wrote it with a pen on a paper. I felt that it is easier to project out my feelings through writing the old fashion way. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1GPGtCAoI0s/Tf4L01reGlI/AAAAAAAABVc/HcERQLyrtRQ/s1600/tr.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1GPGtCAoI0s/Tf4L01reGlI/AAAAAAAABVc/HcERQLyrtRQ/s400/tr.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey you! Yes you! How does it feel to be 16? Aren't you sick and tired of trying to be Miss Perfect? Do you think you will get a medal for that? Stepping into another world of 16 year olds for the first time in that class. They seem rather foreign to you. Well some of them. Stuck in a lab at the end of an old building doesn't seem to be promising. You don't even own a proper classroom. You end up running around. To be in the second class affected your mind a lot. You wished to be the first and best and you tried your very best to be in the first class but sadly that never happened and instead your strive to be the best in your own class. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;You fought like a warrior to stay on the top for everything. You compete for a spot for everything and everything you wished for was to be in the eyes of the teachers. Finally you've made it! You are finally a prefect. Strutting everywhere with that blue blazer &amp;amp; checkered skirt. Also with an organiser filled with demerit slips in your hands. Are you satisfied yet? Probably not. You wanted to be that "somebody". You tried to gain trusts to be a part of the boards of the clubs. I applaud you, You did it. To be a Red Crescent member is not enough. To be a vice is ample but in Form 5, you ought to be a leader. Dribbling on the basketball court was your favourite. After watching MVP Valentine, you realised you want to be a part of a team. You've done it as well. You were not only vice-treasurer but also a very important member of the team as well. Also, this was the period you realised that you adore boys more than ever. Being able to hang out with the basketball coaches, you felt cooler than the other bunch. You felt inferior as well.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yRAZIhdDAn8/Tf4MKSxFoUI/AAAAAAAABVg/rjZ26inx3xU/s1600/f4m.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yRAZIhdDAn8/Tf4MKSxFoUI/AAAAAAAABVg/rjZ26inx3xU/s400/f4m.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You even tried to be in the Board of Directors for the Interact Club. Whee ~ you've achieved that too! And also because of that you lost a best friend. Things did patched up much later but we both knew that it will remain in us forever. But also tho this, you got new friends to support you. It was the year you were in a different class with the bestie. You struggled to keep her by your side and there were times that you were just jealous becasue she had her own clique. But thankfully, it is all good now. You lost your paternal grandma and you flew back to KL to attend her funeral. Although you weren't close to her, but you did felt the pain of losing someone. You were mad about k-pops as well. You studied the language yourself and had tonnes of crushes on the idols. TVXQ &amp;amp; Big Bang was your favourite and you had posters of them in your room.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;When you finally reach 17, you thought the world is yours. You were in the magazine committee, holding major posts in the clubs and you were able to be on the top of the class. I am proud of you. You studied hard to be the best in SPM and at the end of the year, you were sent to Sematan, Kem Putra Sentosa for your National Service for 3 months. You hated it a lot but at the same time you enjoyed the activities and the company there. It was also where you found real friends. Iona, for example.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It was also then when you were finally released from there, you found of that the world was not that simple after all.&amp;nbsp; You struggled with the relationships with your dad. You turned more rebellious than ever. It had affected your mum as well. It was also that had turned you to what you are 5 years later. For once, you traveled to KL alone for the first time. You agreed to study in UCSI Kuching and it was a misery + heaven there for several reasons. You passed the your A-Levels exams badly. You didn't know what to do for your future. So you went to work at a lawyer firm, David Allan Sagah &amp;amp; Teng Advocates and that was where your dream of becoming a lawyer started.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;On 2010, you flew to KL to start a new life in KDU. It was foreign and yet you find yourself at ease because you are further from certain troubles. And ye again, you lost 2 other friends but you brushed it off and decided to move on without them in your life. You changed so much in just the few months in KL. You experimented the life there and well, you had fun. You were not afraid to socialize and you got what you want.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But my, my! Looking back, you are a very angst teenager. A very angry and furious one as well. Aren't you a rebellious child?&amp;nbsp; You seem to have different personalities in school and home? Why are you so loud and crazy in class and a sulky, emotional teenager at room? I wish you have an answer, but I guess you don't. Don't you feel tired for being so? Afraid not. Look at you now. You're 21 and is living the life you want. It might not be perfect but it gets better as time past by. I thank you for who you are and for loving yourself. Thank you for not hurting yourself although there had been times you ever wished you were dead. Thank you for letting me to be person I am now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0SBfh0xnzqE/Tf4MkG_Pr-I/AAAAAAAABVk/XULyikcWvdw/s1600/ed.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0SBfh0xnzqE/Tf4MkG_Pr-I/AAAAAAAABVk/XULyikcWvdw/s320/ed.JPG" width="240" /&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/7534433514178367745-2360801131967345191?l=kahlingsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kahlingsays.blogspot.com/feeds/2360801131967345191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7534433514178367745&amp;postID=2360801131967345191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7534433514178367745/posts/default/2360801131967345191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7534433514178367745/posts/default/2360801131967345191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kahlingsays.blogspot.com/2011/06/letter-to-my-16-year-old-self.html' title='Letter to my 16 Year Old Self'/><author><name>Kah Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14657843215504237483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sQzNWpC1HjY/TqraEy9dWoI/AAAAAAAABiM/K9k2r34q7TE/s220/ed.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1GPGtCAoI0s/Tf4L01reGlI/AAAAAAAABVc/HcERQLyrtRQ/s72-c/tr.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7534433514178367745.post-3963152045278583705</id><published>2011-06-18T22:59:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T22:21:34.929+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reviews'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beauty'/><title type='text'>Soap and Glory</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Warning! Super girly post ahead! Why didn't Sephora pay me to do reviews for them... hhmmphh! Haha.. oh well, actually I was getting worried as I was running out of stuff to blog. Luckily, just now while taking my bath I was looking at my products and dang! &lt;b style="color: #e06666;"&gt;Soap and Glory&lt;/b&gt; products should be reviewed! Since their products are considered fairly new to Malaysia so I guess my review won't hurt ♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Remember I said that I went to Sephora Singapore and bought their gift set? Well, I've been using them for about two weeks now and I would like to say, IT IS AWESOME. Haha! Cost about 28SGD so as according the current currency exchange, it would be RM70. So don't be fooled okay when you go shopping for it in Malaysia. I'm not sure whether Malaysia has it. Do let me know if there is :) There are several reasons for liking this brand, for example, it is PINK! Haha... It just serves its purpose being an all-girl pampering set by just being PINK. Also, it has really quirky names for their products. Read on and you will know why I say so. They do remind me of Benefit though... :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Z-zO4hpZzTc/Tfyzn3CLAZI/AAAAAAAABVU/X7eu1ae9rU4/s1600/sg.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Z-zO4hpZzTc/Tfyzn3CLAZI/AAAAAAAABVU/X7eu1ae9rU4/s400/sg.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This is the full set I am taling about. The &lt;b style="color: #e06666;"&gt;"Soaper Heroes"&lt;/b&gt;. I am so sorry that I didn't take a picture of my own set. I was too happy to use it when I reach Kuching so I just ripped the whole thing apart. I didn't actually think of blogging about it too. Haha! Credits to &lt;a href="http://www.soapandglory.com/"&gt;Soap and Glory&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t_EqX_bEBvY/TfyzhGR8YcI/AAAAAAAABVA/4Fb3laOhQ7A/s1600/all.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t_EqX_bEBvY/TfyzhGR8YcI/AAAAAAAABVA/4Fb3laOhQ7A/s400/all.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But of course I still have my own full set without the box. My "Snowy" gladly pose for us. Lol... Well, I have a real live dog name Snowy back in Kuching. But since I move to KL, I miss her so much, I just named this plushie after her. Haha! Anyway, from left to right, &lt;b style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;"Clean On Me", "Hair Supply", " Girligo", "The Righteous Butter" and "Flake Away"&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;By the way, I'll be typing in the instructions printed on the bottles so you will kinda know what it is. I'll be posting my thoughts about it later on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZunPJG0jsyc/TfyzpSdXk0I/AAAAAAAABVY/-PKBCZ1R3ic/s1600/shower.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZunPJG0jsyc/TfyzpSdXk0I/AAAAAAAABVY/-PKBCZ1R3ic/s400/shower.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;"Clean On Me"&lt;/b&gt; (Creamy Clarifying Shower Gel) - Apply a handful to damp skin, rub it into a thick, luxurious lather, and then rinse thoroughly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My take: Use a loofah instead. It will get really foamy and you'll enjoy showering more after this. The lovely scent wasn't too overwhelming nor dries my skin after I dry my body. I always have issues with shower gel as I have really dry skins. This is a must buy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-o_qHpoW9IsI/TfyzlHp_zXI/AAAAAAAABVM/j90dZZkSc5s/s1600/hair.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-o_qHpoW9IsI/TfyzlHp_zXI/AAAAAAAABVM/j90dZZkSc5s/s400/hair.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Celeb confesses to overprocessing her locks and calls for urgent delivery of &lt;b style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;"Hair Supply"&lt;/b&gt; (Gloss-giving radiance &amp;amp; repair mask for all hair types) - After shampooing, squeeze excess water from your hair and apply a handful of Hair Supply massaging from roots to tips. Leave on 60 seconds for a daily smooth or 3-4 minutes for a more intensive weekly treatment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My take:&amp;nbsp; After I permed my hair last year, I always suffer from dry ends and the at the end of the day, I always resort to cutting all the ends away and be grumpy about for a week or so. So far, this mask has helped me pretty much. It had reduced the tangles yet didn't weigh my hair down too much. But I wouldn't say this is perfect. When I'm being a really good girl, I'll put my hair up in a bun and covered with the shower cap plus with a warm towel over it so it will really seep in my hair.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-h9cmLav6Wu4/Tfyzm0rQeKI/AAAAAAAABVQ/onumbXONBxE/s1600/mist.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-h9cmLav6Wu4/Tfyzm0rQeKI/AAAAAAAABVQ/onumbXONBxE/s400/mist.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;"Girligo"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Spray-On Body Moisturising Mist) - Do your own flirty work: Spritz Girligo on all-over pst shower for temptingly fragrant, softer, smoother, more supple skin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My take: At first glance, I thought it was just a body mist. Something like the mists you could get in Body Shop whereby it was just "mist". I was wrong. I actually need to massage in into my skin so you could say this a runnier type of lotion. I use this when I rushing to go out or when I am too lazy to put on any lotion. Plus, it acts as a really mild perfume! I LOVE THIS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-P_GzaPonaJM/TfyziQVwVUI/AAAAAAAABVE/JYAkM_bwYjo/s1600/butter.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="201" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-P_GzaPonaJM/TfyziQVwVUI/AAAAAAAABVE/JYAkM_bwYjo/s400/butter.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;"The Righteous Butter"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/b&gt;(with Softening Shea Butter and Aloe Vera) - Butter yourself up: after showering or bathing, smooth onto damp skin and massage it all sinks in.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My take:&amp;nbsp; I have always been a fan of body butter. It is a must for my dry skin so I have tried multiple brands of body butter and by far, this is one of the best. It has a really thick consistency so very little is needed to coat your skin. It doesn't leave any sticky feelings after applied and it absorbs really well. This is a real life-saver for the elbows as well! Gotta get the full sized one when I get back to KL :) ♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-H6lFPlVGtQc/TfyzjUHWrZI/AAAAAAAABVI/zeCOYgUxH8M/s1600/flakeaway.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="201" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-H6lFPlVGtQc/TfyzjUHWrZI/AAAAAAAABVI/zeCOYgUxH8M/s400/flakeaway.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Flake Away"&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;(Shea Butter, Sugar and Peach Seed Body Polish) - How do I scrub thee? Apply onto damp skin and massage in circular motions until most of the grains are gone. Rinse well.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My take: Truthfully, I don't know much about scrubs. I guess this is good? Most of the scrubs I've been using have been really kind to my skin as it does give my skin the shine I need! Anyway, back to this one: after rinsed off, it still gives a very slight buttery feel on the skin so I reckon the butter in it ensures your skin stay moisturised even after you wash away the grains away. Will buy it again as this is indeed a very affordable product. Body Shop is still very pricey if compared to this one.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So overall, after I've been using these products (religiously) my skin really did improved! And my bathroom and room smells really delicious everytime using these. So nice leh ~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Readers might be thinking, "Why everything also so nice one... no complains meh?"... Well the only 'complains' I have on these products is that all of them have a very similar scent. Very identical to each other. Probably it is their signature fragrance but I would like it if they have some variation. However, this is not a huge issue COS YOU WILL FALL FOR THE SMELL RIGHT AFTER YOU USED IT! YAY! (back to me liking every product.. such a hypocrite.. lol) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Taddaaa I have finished the a very detailed post on &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;Soap and Glory&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. Love me ♥? Do ask me if you have any questions and I shall do my very best to answer them. Now... what would be the next review?? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7534433514178367745-3963152045278583705?l=kahlingsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kahlingsays.blogspot.com/feeds/3963152045278583705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7534433514178367745&amp;postID=3963152045278583705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7534433514178367745/posts/default/3963152045278583705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7534433514178367745/posts/default/3963152045278583705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kahlingsays.blogspot.com/2011/06/soap-and-glory.html' title='Soap and Glory'/><author><name>Kah Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14657843215504237483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sQzNWpC1HjY/TqraEy9dWoI/AAAAAAAABiM/K9k2r34q7TE/s220/ed.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Z-zO4hpZzTc/Tfyzn3CLAZI/AAAAAAAABVU/X7eu1ae9rU4/s72-c/sg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7534433514178367745.post-7717055521985311194</id><published>2011-06-14T18:45:00.086+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-14T19:56:30.863+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sephora'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pavilion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><title type='text'>Sephora ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Is this a long awaited post? Hopefully yes! I am so sorry that I delayed this one for so long! If you follow my tweets, you would have known that I went to Sephora! How would I describe Sephora? Hhmmm... it's a girl's paradise. This is where you get all the lovely stuff under one roof! From fragrances to haircare! Even homme ranges as well! So females, you can get stuff for your boys and vice versa! The moment I stepped in that place, I felt like I was in a different place! Haha! I know this is exaggerating. It is INDEED a lovely makeup heaven to be in. Take the longest time you want and indulge in the sweet smell of beauty! Been to two outlets of Sephora. One of them was in Singapore (Takashimaya) and funny... the one in Malaysia is bigger. Anyway, this is it!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mYGx8ZH999o/TfdDbo4nTCI/AAAAAAAABU0/Z8w4lH58hGg/s1600/sephora.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mYGx8ZH999o/TfdDbo4nTCI/AAAAAAAABU0/Z8w4lH58hGg/s400/sephora.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;You can't miss this building for sure! Look at the huge sign that spells SEPHORA! It is really pretty as well with the colorful lights blasting away! By the way, if you don't know where this is, this is just in between Fahrenheit 88 and Pavilion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eyz5Omt_DW4/TfdDWNcKggI/AAAAAAAABUo/kg88Q0TF9PA/s1600/ootd.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eyz5Omt_DW4/TfdDWNcKggI/AAAAAAAABUo/kg88Q0TF9PA/s320/ootd.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Vain me! But since I took a full-length shot of me, OOTD!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Top: Nichii&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Shorts: Cotton On&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Flats: Cotton On&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Necklace: Crafted by Mei&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;The brands Sephora Malaysia offers are pretty extensive. Although you can actually look for them in other shopping malls, the convenience of having them in Sephora means you can compare the products with others before you start purchase. Fantastic right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9IwYCpyXNWM/TfdDFViPnNI/AAAAAAAABUI/mKeu3NWxwvw/s1600/color.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9IwYCpyXNWM/TfdDFViPnNI/AAAAAAAABUI/mKeu3NWxwvw/s400/color.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jbigEcQZVXA/TfdDOu-y-0I/AAAAAAAABUc/wkcQKqKSZ-M/s1600/nails.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jbigEcQZVXA/TfdDOu-y-0I/AAAAAAAABUc/wkcQKqKSZ-M/s1600/nails.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jbigEcQZVXA/TfdDOu-y-0I/AAAAAAAABUc/wkcQKqKSZ-M/s400/nails.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;The beautiful Color Wall. There's practically everything for your beauty needs. From nail polishes to ultra chic makeup brushes! They have pink ones! Tee hee!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1669353865"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1669353866"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SOgIXQ_F-Ro/TfdDHbFW3KI/AAAAAAAABUM/KNI5iF_nP2A/s1600/fragance.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SOgIXQ_F-Ro/TfdDHbFW3KI/AAAAAAAABUM/KNI5iF_nP2A/s400/fragance.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The fragrance side. There's actually more. I got lazy. Sorry! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xtuRyTxaVIc/TfdDIymFAHI/AAAAAAAABUQ/ISYR-hd1Hvk/s1600/fragance1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xtuRyTxaVIc/TfdDIymFAHI/AAAAAAAABUQ/ISYR-hd1Hvk/s400/fragance1.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hehe. The amount of testers I had with me. Just grab and spritz away. As much as you like. This is one of the reasons I love Sephora. They just let you do anything as your heart desires. No petty salesperson chasing you from behind pestering you to make a purchase! P.S: I know it is hard to control yourself in a makeup heaven, but please do. Lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7r7T4o89-sM/TfdDCnhbgLI/AAAAAAAABUE/j86BNV8k8ik/s1600/bareminerals.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7r7T4o89-sM/TfdDCnhbgLI/AAAAAAAABUE/j86BNV8k8ik/s400/bareminerals.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;They have &lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;Bare Minerals &lt;/span&gt;as well. I have yet to try their products. They have really nice primers!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gPEB0BrFKAI/TfdDgQQar7I/AAAAAAAABU8/W1g_WoaOEew/s1600/soap%2526glory.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gPEB0BrFKAI/TfdDgQQar7I/AAAAAAAABU8/W1g_WoaOEew/s400/soap%2526glory.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I love&lt;span style="color: #ea9999;"&gt; Soap and Glory&lt;/span&gt;! Actually I just started this addiction after I purchased their gift set while I was in Singapore. I was sold right away! Before this I thought the body butter I was using could already be considered the best already, but this was way beyond AWESOME! And it didn't cost a bomb! Go go get it NAO!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l-OSbGQWc20/TfdDMdXFZxI/AAAAAAAABUY/xIEP7l9cptw/s1600/me.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l-OSbGQWc20/TfdDMdXFZxI/AAAAAAAABUY/xIEP7l9cptw/s400/me.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Tee Hee! Throwing a random shot of me. Just in case you were too dazed by the makeup. Lol... moving on!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fTHmF6mx5mk/TfdDRy64pZI/AAAAAAAABUg/VFlk-YHHgLI/s1600/naked.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fTHmF6mx5mk/TfdDRy64pZI/AAAAAAAABUg/VFlk-YHHgLI/s400/naked.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XHbtpzoK_Gg/TfdDT9BFbEI/AAAAAAAABUk/mbhnND2qps0/s1600/naked1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XHbtpzoK_Gg/TfdDT9BFbEI/AAAAAAAABUk/mbhnND2qps0/s400/naked1.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Left this to the last of course! This is the killer photo! Me! I meant me! Actually had the &lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;Naked Palette&lt;/span&gt; right in front of my eyes and I could actually purchased it! But oh man! I didn't. Because I was so broke that month and I just gotta say goodbye! I was told by the makeup artist that it was sold out all over the world the next time I was there... Sad much...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Told myself I couldn't stay there any longer, so I head to Pavilion and look at the pretty clothes in Forever 21. Pretty pretty dresses. Had some Snowflakes and right after that, we stepped out of the building, we felt something wet on the floor. Gosh... why isn't the weather being nice to me??? I parked my car at Fahrenheit 88! And well... guess what I ran back there... with:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CcSWtlstYb8/TfdDYBMgP2I/AAAAAAAABUs/UzktZ8ZvXyg/s1600/rain.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CcSWtlstYb8/TfdDYBMgP2I/AAAAAAAABUs/UzktZ8ZvXyg/s400/rain.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;IONA! Thought I would go to Sephora alone? No! Thought that I would get wet under the rain alone? NO! Hahhaa... Love you babe!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We actually planned to have mamak that night before heading to Sue's place. Mamak sound so foreign to me that hour when the rain was pouring like mad. We settled for Sakae Sushi at the end as we were just craving for hot tea. Yummmmmeeehhh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GSZ9ovKf-L8/TfdDZ6dWRrI/AAAAAAAABUw/3NIor_59usU/s1600/sakae.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GSZ9ovKf-L8/TfdDZ6dWRrI/AAAAAAAABUw/3NIor_59usU/s400/sakae.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Left the place by 7pm to my place. Packed and left for Sue's place after that and the rest of the night was history. Well, this was the same day as the clubbing post before. I miss KL already. I miss Pavilion. I miss Midvalley. I miss my usual barista at Starbucks. Anyone miss me yet? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7534433514178367745-7717055521985311194?l=kahlingsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kahlingsays.blogspot.com/feeds/7717055521985311194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7534433514178367745&amp;postID=7717055521985311194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7534433514178367745/posts/default/7717055521985311194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7534433514178367745/posts/default/7717055521985311194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kahlingsays.blogspot.com/2011/06/sephora.html' title='Sephora ♥'/><author><name>Kah Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14657843215504237483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sQzNWpC1HjY/TqraEy9dWoI/AAAAAAAABiM/K9k2r34q7TE/s220/ed.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mYGx8ZH999o/TfdDbo4nTCI/AAAAAAAABU0/Z8w4lH58hGg/s72-c/sephora.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7534433514178367745.post-283642219109942314</id><published>2011-06-03T15:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-03T15:48:39.438+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reviews'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beauty'/><title type='text'>Skincare 101</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I think a lot of us really care about our skin. Regardless, you are young or old, male or female. Especially for our face right? We would not hesitate to splurge on good skincare products and I'm not being the exceptional one. Truthfully, I would like to thank my genes for generally good skin. However, with the sun and stress and of course the pollution in KL, it kinda deteriorated and I just had to find the best skincare out there for my face and yet still being nice to my bank account. So here ya go... this is my Skincare 101!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-voYOZeTzhyA/TeiAQyafZCI/AAAAAAAABTg/rM243mmbqEU/s1600/s1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-voYOZeTzhyA/TeiAQyafZCI/AAAAAAAABTg/rM243mmbqEU/s400/s1.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This is the full range of my skincare products for now. I don't have the habit to stick to one type.&amp;nbsp; I usually change them when any of it runs out. I don't favor any brands nor swore to the effectiveness of it. I guess everyone have different needs to their skin and so, my recommendations are not binding. It is very important to read reviews of the products before actually buying them. Or you could be just like me, buy them in smaller sizes or ask for samples whenever possible so you won't actually waste your money if you find them unsuitable for your skin. However, one rule I never fail to abide is, "Always change the products" I always believed that the skin will be immune to certain products after a while and they would not accept to any changes after the skin is used to it. So do change once in a while.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But before I go on about the products, allow me to show you how my skin looked like before I actually religiously use all of these:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fyLCcQwd0xQ/TeiASg1mmkI/AAAAAAAABTo/zkYAm6ijQxI/s1600/s3.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fyLCcQwd0xQ/TeiASg1mmkI/AAAAAAAABTo/zkYAm6ijQxI/s400/s3.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sorry for the eyes. It just looked odd. I do have issues with eye bags and dark circles. *curses the books* But generally this is how it looked like on normal days.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beware while scrolling down! You might get a shock when you look at this one:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pmKGoLKBIzo/TeiATWDdNBI/AAAAAAAABTs/5-iMlls70ng/s1600/s4.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pmKGoLKBIzo/TeiATWDdNBI/AAAAAAAABTs/5-iMlls70ng/s400/s4.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Can you believe the amount of eye bag I have there? I actually got shocked when I took this and I was like what on earth! I swear I didn't photoshop this one. And I wish the camera could capture the huge nasty pores on my nose cause I was always picking on my nose for blackheads. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I told myself this is not right and quickly resort to going back to a better skincare routine. I wouldn't want to regret it afterwards. Although I do feel sorry for my circles now...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XvruLVFxHYM/TeiAXQakFWI/AAAAAAAABT8/MVyv7KUNBWs/s1600/s8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XvruLVFxHYM/TeiAXQakFWI/AAAAAAAABT8/MVyv7KUNBWs/s320/s8.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Initial steps: Cleanser and Toner! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;1) &lt;span style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;Seaweed Deep Cleansing Facial Wash (The Body Shop) &lt;/span&gt;: I kinda love this cleanser. It is a really refreshing wash and it doesn't dries my skin afterwards. Good buy I guess. P.S: Never cleanse your face more than twice a day okay? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;2) &lt;span style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;Seaweed Clarifying Toner (The Body Shop)&lt;/span&gt;: I never have any complains on any toner. I just tap it on my face. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nxi92tG7ALw/TeiARqXhyJI/AAAAAAAABTk/HSDSTF3x694/s1600/s2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nxi92tG7ALw/TeiARqXhyJI/AAAAAAAABTk/HSDSTF3x694/s400/s2.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This is the range of moisturizers that I use. A lot right??!! Haha! 4 different types to be used at night time and just one in the morning. Allow me to introduce them:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) &lt;span style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;Seaweed Mattifying Day Cream (The Body Shop)&lt;/span&gt;: I got all the seaweed range in trial sizes as I was being skeptical about it as there were varying reviews. But I do recall using the sample few years back and it was okay. Besides, the price was alright for 4 types of products. My call on this: Well, it doesn't have any SPF in it so I was kinda disappointed. But it still keeps my face oil-free for about 3 hours tops!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) &lt;span style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;Seaweed Clarifying Night Treatment (The Body Shop)&lt;/span&gt; : For the first 2 weeks, it worked really well. Now, I had to mix it with other products to make it actually work. Worth buying? Not really. I won't purchase it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) &lt;span style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;Radiance Moisturizing Cream with Olive Oil (L'Occitane)&lt;/span&gt;: As I have combination skin, this cream wasn't kind to my t-zones at all! I had tons of breakouts on my forehead but it just supplies me with the radiance that I yearn for. So I had to use the product with the Seaweed Clarifying Night Treatment instead. Apply this one of the cheeks and the former one on the t-zones. Perfect (period)! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;4) &lt;span style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;sd white (Skin Doctors)&lt;/span&gt;: I didn't purchase this originally but it was on sale in Sasa for about RM20 and it was for lightening my pimple scars. So, why not? My thoughts? It haven't work really well yet. Maybe I wasn't putting it on religiously. Will get back to it soon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;5) &lt;span style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;CyberWhite Brilliant Cells (Estee Lauder)&lt;/span&gt;: I stole this from my mum. They gave her samples since she bought the full sized one. Lol... by far this is the best one I have ever used. No complains. My skin felt so supple the next day. Upon application, it doesn't leave a sticky texture nor any oiliness. If only I have the money, I would actually go back to this one. Yay! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-00StDl4_Jdc/TeiAYVELm-I/AAAAAAAABUA/TT_mSiAEwqI/s1600/s9.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-00StDl4_Jdc/TeiAYVELm-I/AAAAAAAABUA/TT_mSiAEwqI/s400/s9.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XvruLVFxHYM/TeiAXQakFWI/AAAAAAAABT8/MVyv7KUNBWs/s1600/s8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I call these my skin finishers. I apply them last. I wonder is this right. But it kinda works for me. So I guess it is? Do tell me if I'm wrong. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;1)&lt;span style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt; off with those heads (b.liv by cellnique)&lt;/span&gt; : I did so many research and a lot of them return me to this. If not mistaken, Cleo Magazine featured about this before. And the great thing about this buy is that it is actually money back guarantee. After 2 weeks and you felt that there is no change, your money will be refunded! Keep a copy of your receipt okay? My blackheads and whiteheads are visibly reduced and the pores are more refined. Tip on how to use this: For the first 2 weeks, use it day and night. After that, just apply it once at night. And when you think it had already reappear, apply it on day and night as well!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;2) &lt;span style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;Intelligent Dark Circles Eraser (Haloxyl)&lt;/span&gt; : Blame me on this one. I hardly use this as I was too lazy. That is why my dark circles are still there. Supposingly I have to use this in the day and night... no excuse for me not to actually. I will use it!!! Anyway, when you first apply on your skin, you feel a warm tingling sensation. It is normal actually. You can get this in Sasa!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Some of you might realise, where is the scrub? Where is the mask? Where is the most important one of all: SUNBLOCK! Truthfully, I was to lazy to go take a picture of my scrub. But I use the one from Nature Republic. Mask? Being the super lazy me, I use the mask sheets. As usual, brands are not important to me. Watsons, Nature Republic or any Taiwan brands are fine for me.&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt; My biggest guilt: not owning a proper sunblock&lt;/span&gt;. I always have this perception that since I'm always indoors, I do not need them. I do actually and that would be the next investment on my skincare!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After all the skincare, my skin thankfully restore to the usual radiance that I own pre-exam period. I shall work hard to erase off the pimple scars and dark circles. See! See! I'm not boasting nor pull your leg. Do not be lazy on your skincare regime. Your skin will thank you!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Pf_VbfcjZY0/TeiAWoPF4lI/AAAAAAAABT4/_9_CMPedciI/s1600/s7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Pf_VbfcjZY0/TeiAWoPF4lI/AAAAAAAABT4/_9_CMPedciI/s400/s7.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Zero photoshop! I swear! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Do remember take a lot of greens and fruits. Drink plenty of water ( I don't... I shall!) and sleep at least 7 hours per day! Love your skin! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7534433514178367745-283642219109942314?l=kahlingsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kahlingsays.blogspot.com/feeds/283642219109942314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7534433514178367745&amp;postID=283642219109942314' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7534433514178367745/posts/default/283642219109942314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7534433514178367745/posts/default/283642219109942314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kahlingsays.blogspot.com/2011/06/skincare-101.html' title='Skincare 101'/><author><name>Kah Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14657843215504237483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sQzNWpC1HjY/TqraEy9dWoI/AAAAAAAABiM/K9k2r34q7TE/s220/ed.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-voYOZeTzhyA/TeiAQyafZCI/AAAAAAAABTg/rM243mmbqEU/s72-c/s1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7534433514178367745.post-5573297455823551204</id><published>2011-06-01T22:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-01T22:56:53.692+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Clubbing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun'/><title type='text'>About the Music, Booze and Party People</title><content type='html'>Sorry for the hiatus. Was internet-less for a week as I was moving house. But here ya go!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QH9-TsRfTv8/TeZRzuUTwFI/AAAAAAAABTM/nGw0uT1cMAA/s1600/600-envie.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QH9-TsRfTv8/TeZRzuUTwFI/AAAAAAAABTM/nGw0uT1cMAA/s400/600-envie.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-justify: inter-ideograph;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;A week before my exam ends, Sue already had plans with me to go the club. It was also the ex-NS trainees reunion so I said ok. Actually one night before the party, I told Iona I might not wanna go as I was so tired after exams. Exam periods haven’t been exactly kind to me. So many sleepless night and even while sleeping I was having all the laws and statutes popping in my head. But on that Saturday, I pulled myself up together and had a great time with Iona first before heading out to Sue’s place. Sue looked awesome after her yoga sessions in Canada! The ladies prep and prime while waiting for Jeremy to pick us up. Well, things didn’t exactly start smoothly from the beginning… we didn’t know how to get the exactly and we had some sort of conflicts with the directions with others.&amp;nbsp; However, we did arrive there before 12am to get our free ladies pass. So &lt;a href="http://www.envieclublounge.com/"&gt;Envie&lt;/a&gt; (pronounced as ON-VEE) was the destination of the night. Google it up. It’s at Changkat, Bukit Bintang. Very near to Frangipani so you kinda know where it is.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ShTkP4Zdqh8/TeZR1qqJAcI/AAAAAAAABTU/BieQTJCGs4c/s1600/Envie-VIP.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ShTkP4Zdqh8/TeZR1qqJAcI/AAAAAAAABTU/BieQTJCGs4c/s400/Envie-VIP.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-justify: inter-ideograph;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Gw6fSI28xhY/TeZPzMUB5zI/AAAAAAAABTI/g4uCFkYba8M/s1600/IMG00437-20110522-0257.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Gw6fSI28xhY/TeZPzMUB5zI/AAAAAAAABTI/g4uCFkYba8M/s400/IMG00437-20110522-0257.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I guess the night was still early and I got really bored. I end up pulling Iona outside most of the time. Finally around 1am, things were getting better and we started to dance. I gotta applaud Envie for their superb music choice. It made me pumping whole night long. But I really have to say this, it is indeed a small place. It was so small that the cigarette smoke filled up the place so quickly, my eyes were so irritated; I just had to get away from the dance floor.&amp;nbsp; The tequila shots going for RM10 for one, gave me nothing. No impact at all! Usually when I’m on my high mode, I’ll just dance all out. Sadly last night, Sue saw that Iona and I wasn’t high enough yet, she got us more tequila shots and haha darling, I wasn’t there yet. But I did dance happily so no worries! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-justify: inter-ideograph;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wLEU7X2lMyc/TeZR02k0bvI/AAAAAAAABTQ/ZB5Xjn-oJB0/s1600/Envie5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wLEU7X2lMyc/TeZR02k0bvI/AAAAAAAABTQ/ZB5Xjn-oJB0/s400/Envie5.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NTK6HXA-BB4/TeZR2o5-I8I/AAAAAAAABTY/xGByQ6pi8SA/s1600/intro_envie.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="316" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NTK6HXA-BB4/TeZR2o5-I8I/AAAAAAAABTY/xGByQ6pi8SA/s400/intro_envie.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;The dance floor was rather small and everyone was pushing everyone and Iona had 2 guys dancing with her that night. There was a hilarious story to it which is best safe to kept private &lt;span style="font-family: Wingdings;"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt; and being a club so small, you will get free drinks of somehow. A guy poured me a glass of Coke. Hahaha… am I supposed to be happy? Everyone was practically high that night and dancing like mad! I can tell you, Can’t Touch This by MC Hammer was the killer! It was the song that everyone knows and shaking their bums bums to! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-justify: inter-ideograph;"&gt;About 3 am, the club was about to close, I was just leaning on the counter with Iona, Sue and Jeremy, some effing random drunk guy just came to me and said I looked pretty. I was like thank you. Then he pulled another guy in and he said he liked me. Mad enough. Then he came back again, and said I was extremely pretty and asked for my name. Bluntly I just said I have a Chinese name and I don’t think you can pronounce it. Haha! Iona got so mad at him and asked him to back off! You go girl!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SgCFXvnddFY/TeZPyC9fcFI/AAAAAAAABTE/n0FDi0w4k9M/s1600/envie.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SgCFXvnddFY/TeZPyC9fcFI/AAAAAAAABTE/n0FDi0w4k9M/s400/envie.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-justify: inter-ideograph;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Then later, the lights went back up and the first thing I saw first was a guy puking his intestines off! (Sue used the word intestine that morning when I was at her house, so I shall use the same) He even had the ability to puke while walk at the same time. Freaky… haha! Halfway through that scene, one really good song came up and one guy was doing New Jack Swing and I guess I was just smiling all along (C’mon! It’s New Jack Swing!!!) and never realized one guy standing next to me all the while… Caught him looking at my face… Do I look like a madwoman smiling to herself or something? Then he asked me whether was I local…haha… where do I look like I come from??&amp;nbsp; The heels I had on that night was a killer so I was sitting down on the rail and he sat down with me shoulder to shoulder… oh wow… okay… and Iona was seriously mad…. She just signaled the guy away… hahha too cool for words my dear… &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-justify: inter-ideograph;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A good half an hour later, we left the club. And then this was where the real drama begins. I would just say someone got drunk and was running around. Sue had to chase her friend back. And Jeremy had to chase his girlfriend back. From one end to another and the opposite road. And left me, Iona and Anita there standing blur enough to understand anything. Lucky for us was Jeremy’s friend, Eugene(?) that stayed with us until Jeremy came back. Apparently one of our friends was too drunk to even end up in SS15 so we had to settle in one of the mamaks at the end of the road. The roads are seriously holey and the whole time I was walking with 5 inch heels… right… yes, it was 5 inches… but I was lucky enough to have someone behind me all along… hahaha! If I fall it would look as if I was drunk instead. So mamak it was… then I saw a huge puke session again. Not that I mind. I mean it happens! Been there done that. But why does people have to stare at someone else puke? None of your business okay?! Is someone puking some sort of entertainment? Even if you have to watch, don’t laugh or sneer!! What is wrong with you asshole? (oopppss I just felt so angry with people like that) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-justify: inter-ideograph;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xDtSr4vmKr4/TeZSBwGmztI/AAAAAAAABTc/eXrzEPsf45g/s1600/beer_drunk_baby.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="292" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xDtSr4vmKr4/TeZSBwGmztI/AAAAAAAABTc/eXrzEPsf45g/s400/beer_drunk_baby.jpeg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SgCFXvnddFY/TeZPyC9fcFI/AAAAAAAABTE/n0FDi0w4k9M/s1600/envie.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyway, the whole point of this post is not about how well I party (haha!) or the club Envie. Just to hope that it will remind everyone out there to drink responsibly. If you were really need to drink, have a designated driver. Have friends that you can trust. And remember, life is short. You party hard but party with self control and restrain. Hey! You might think I’m long-winded and oh shut up! No! You shut up! I have my own fun and ample amounts of visits to the club if you felt that I am just being someone who is having a shallow knowledge. Alcohol is dangerous. So consume properly. Have someone you can trust by your side is extremely important. You may take my advice or not… but don’t say I have never warn you. Till then, party hard, party smart! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-justify: inter-ideograph;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;credits to images: google images&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7534433514178367745-5573297455823551204?l=kahlingsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kahlingsays.blogspot.com/feeds/5573297455823551204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7534433514178367745&amp;postID=5573297455823551204' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7534433514178367745/posts/default/5573297455823551204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7534433514178367745/posts/default/5573297455823551204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kahlingsays.blogspot.com/2011/06/about-music-booze-and-party-people.html' title='About the Music, Booze and Party People'/><author><name>Kah Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14657843215504237483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sQzNWpC1HjY/TqraEy9dWoI/AAAAAAAABiM/K9k2r34q7TE/s220/ed.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QH9-TsRfTv8/TeZRzuUTwFI/AAAAAAAABTM/nGw0uT1cMAA/s72-c/600-envie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7534433514178367745.post-8795493013384932788</id><published>2011-05-23T01:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T22:22:01.182+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reviews'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><title type='text'>Movie Reviews: 16 Wishes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After a rough night last night, I thought of just maybe put up a movie and watch. This was what I had to relax the mind a little.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2_a4vLSgpvI/TdlIw46WSEI/AAAAAAAABSs/bUihXvUc4tw/s1600/423px-16-Wishes-2010.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2_a4vLSgpvI/TdlIw46WSEI/AAAAAAAABSs/bUihXvUc4tw/s400/423px-16-Wishes-2010.jpg" width="281" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sweet 16 Birthday… any memories of them? I barely have any actually. I’m still scratching my head while typing this. I wonder how did it went. Maybe I should ask my mum. She would know I guess. But I probably think that I might have the thought of having something like on MTV. My Sweet 16 Birthday?? &amp;nbsp;My parents would probably won’t give me a car cos I was not legal yet to even own a license. Or maybe I did wish for a boyfriend. Oh well, I can’t remember. What was/is your wish(s)? Perhaps, an iPhone 4 for the generation now. Have anyone actually ever thought of having that one special magic moment that will blow you off your feet? I do!&amp;nbsp; Anyway, “16 Wishes” starring Debby Ryan and Jean-Luc Bilodeau, a production of Disney Channel and Canadian company Marvista Entertainment. When I read about it being Disney, I was like YESSHH! I have to watch this. I am a Disney fan whether you like it or not. Hmmpphh.. Hehe.. This movie is about Abigail Jenner (Debby Ryan) who is obsessed in having the perfect sweet sixteen birthday. I mean, who doesn’t? She made a list, consist of 16 wishes and just right on the morning of her birthday, something unusual happened and she apparently obtained “Birthday Candles” from a so-called fairy godmother. Sweet ain’t it? Don’t you wish that to happen and then you could ask her wave her wand and go, “Bibbidi-Bobbidi-Boo” and taddaaa! At first I thought the whole story was gonna go, I wish for one wish you give me one wish and basically that’s going to be all that. I didn’t actually expect a change in the middle of the story and made you realize one thing. Hey, is that what I REALLY WANT for my birthday?! What if that wish went wrong and I could reverse back the time? This movie is worth watching although at the first 30 minutes or so it just seems rather boring and a typical Disney teenage movie, well I could say no. You might think otherwise. However, this is a pretty darn relaxing movie that just reminds you when you were 16. Well for me! Since I’m gonna be 21 this year and things will change as I grow older, this somehow just reflects me on my teenage years. Gosh, I sound old suddenly. There are just times I just hoped that, hey, if I’m just given another chance, I might have maybe done something different back then.&amp;nbsp; Sweethearts, I know you all might think, that Bibbidi-Bobbidi-Boo might or will never happen, it’s not wrong to have a hope. You might not wish big, but it’s not illegal to cling on something magical. Goodnight people. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2_a4vLSgpvI/TdlIw46WSEI/AAAAAAAABSs/bUihXvUc4tw/s1600/423px-16-Wishes-2010.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;credits to Wikipedia and reviews by me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7534433514178367745-8795493013384932788?l=kahlingsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kahlingsays.blogspot.com/feeds/8795493013384932788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7534433514178367745&amp;postID=8795493013384932788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7534433514178367745/posts/default/8795493013384932788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7534433514178367745/posts/default/8795493013384932788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kahlingsays.blogspot.com/2011/05/movie-reviews-16-wishes.html' title='Movie Reviews: 16 Wishes'/><author><name>Kah Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14657843215504237483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sQzNWpC1HjY/TqraEy9dWoI/AAAAAAAABiM/K9k2r34q7TE/s220/ed.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2_a4vLSgpvI/TdlIw46WSEI/AAAAAAAABSs/bUihXvUc4tw/s72-c/423px-16-Wishes-2010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7534433514178367745.post-982541909910076194</id><published>2011-05-22T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-22T22:45:38.290+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kuching'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><title type='text'>Of Food and ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Good times past by fast. That it really true! So my lovely cousin, Vess, just had to leave us eh? Since it was going to be her last day in Kuching, us sisters thought of bringing her to places that she has never been to. We discussed a little and kinda probe her so we could figure out what she would like to have. Two great minds think alike! The sisters thought of Life Cafe instantly! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fy3bWVLOgwE/TdkduRao5MI/AAAAAAAABSQ/LQvh6Wk_4rU/s1600/cafe.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fy3bWVLOgwE/TdkduRao5MI/AAAAAAAABSQ/LQvh6Wk_4rU/s320/cafe.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;We recommended her the set meals and we were glad that she enjoyed them! It was also the time where she told us personally how her life was in Australia. It sounded really amazing and she seems really enthusiastic about her course. She could just really chatter the day away.... ehehhe so cute right? How I wish I recall what she said that day... urggh... this would probably a month old already... Anyway. I shall show you the food!! Yuummmss...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-m-7-MrevaH4/TdkdyJo0h0I/AAAAAAAABSg/AST2OLyPTuI/s1600/cfriedumpling%2528pork%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-m-7-MrevaH4/TdkdyJo0h0I/AAAAAAAABSg/AST2OLyPTuI/s320/cfriedumpling%2528pork%2529.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;She chose this one for us to share... Pork Fried Dumplings? Great choice Vess! And you loved it! You were, " this is reaallllyy gooooodd!!!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1C2DnLdSkqY/TdkdzUoYrpI/AAAAAAAABSo/7wox5X9Fl2U/s1600/cstewpork.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1C2DnLdSkqY/TdkdzUoYrpI/AAAAAAAABSo/7wox5X9Fl2U/s320/cstewpork.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is Vess posing with her lunch. Luckily I had it labeled when I edited it about a month ago. Who would have known that only after a month I would write on this. But sadly I can't remember her drink. It was something with pearl. Anyway! Her set was Stew Pork with Shanghai noodle set. I tried her porkie...&amp;nbsp; and it was delish! I could just separate the flesh from the bone without much effort.. (sorry Muslim readers) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jMPtG6CGlnM/TdkdxbydegI/AAAAAAAABSc/_V4DmYhMY-o/s1600/ccurrychicken.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="161" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jMPtG6CGlnM/TdkdxbydegI/AAAAAAAABSc/_V4DmYhMY-o/s320/ccurrychicken.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This was my sis 's set. Hahahaha looked so pathetic. I know right... if others didn't know, they would thought that she was just having these. Since my set came first, I was too busy to take any other photos so I asked her to take her own snapshots and she returned me with just these... aiyaaa.. but if I wasn't mistaken, she had Green Tea Bubble Tea and the Curry Chicken with Life Spicy Noodles set. Curry chicken was fragrant but nothing to shout about. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wECnvcnmFWI/Tdkdyu6-F8I/AAAAAAAABSk/sUqpERcee4w/s1600/cstewbeef.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wECnvcnmFWI/Tdkdyu6-F8I/AAAAAAAABSk/sUqpERcee4w/s320/cstewbeef.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nahhh... this is mine! Seee.... I took my own pictures and so nice lerhh... (sound so zhi lian). Drink was Honeydew Bubble Tea. But but but! That day I specifically ordered stewed beef because I was here once and I tried their stewed beef and I love it so much that I had to have it again. Sadly, the waiter mistaken it and when he came up to me and said it was, LAMB, I thought he just didn't know it was actually beef. I took one bite and I realised it was lamb... darn it! However, I enjoyed it... the meat was kinda tough though... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ntPFFXFYL3M/TdkdvgbwNXI/AAAAAAAABSU/XnbaMsxIKZc/s1600/cafe1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ntPFFXFYL3M/TdkdvgbwNXI/AAAAAAAABSU/XnbaMsxIKZc/s320/cafe1.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Us posing with our food! Want some? We can probably work together as food critics... or maybe not.. Haha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Right after that, we thought of dropping by grandma's place so she could meet her one last time before she fly off. My grandma was so glad to see her and well, grandparents will always be one. She love us so much even right before the last minute we leave, she will ensure that we have everything we need... I &lt;span&gt;♥ her much!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;To sum everything up, I miss everyone back in Australia! You all are awesome people and I can't wait to be back there again. The day will come! But until then, let's end this up with a picture of me and Vess! 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The long delayed post is finally here. Dating back at hhhmmm *checks planner* gasppp! 2nd April! It'll be a full two month soon if I delay this any further. Being a fan of bazaars and most definitely by &lt;a href="http://www.tonguechic.com/"&gt;Tongue In Chic&lt;/a&gt;! I have been an avid fan of their Street Markets. Been to the 5th One at TTDI Plaza (I think) and the 6th One at Jaya One! So you could probably guess I am a pretty good follower of their street market. This was one of the most look forward event on my planner and I knew what I needed exactly to make this even better! What's more than a good shopping companion. I bet you all guessed it, IONA! She is such a wonderful babe who shopped with me the whole day without any complains accompanied with good conversations. I love her ♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2EMphDXr1n8/TddhDaqE2QI/AAAAAAAABRE/XUMcnto5wxU/s1600/crowd.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2EMphDXr1n8/TddhDaqE2QI/AAAAAAAABRE/XUMcnto5wxU/s400/crowd.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Look at the massive turnout of the Street Market! It was a great one! I took this first before Iona arrived and hey! It was actually before 11am and people are already flocking in!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Iona was late as she didn't expect the jam at Subang. And we have agreed to have a small brunch at Starbucks before we head on our shopping expenditure. But sadly it didn't happen. So I went to Starbucks (alone T-T) and waited for her to turn out.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--4QXyqAWgro/TddhHFeDvPI/AAAAAAAABRY/GXq9lrhVOiY/s1600/sb.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--4QXyqAWgro/TddhHFeDvPI/AAAAAAAABRY/GXq9lrhVOiY/s320/sb.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Hehehe... My pretty tumbler... And you know, this tumbler got me pretty lucky around. Thanks to this tumbler, the barrista in Gardens know me and he apparently remembers my order every single time I'm there and makes it the exact way I like it. It's like I don't need to even order... hahahha over... What did I have that day? I can't recall. I know it was coffee. And of course, thanks to that day, I had a chance to BBM Sik Soon on my phone. If I wasn't that bored, I wouldn't randomly talk to him. It has been eeekk.. 2 years since the last time I talked to him! Goossh how time flies.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Hey I am no kidding when I think the tumbler is pretty! It gets more exposure than me! Look!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Yp90kGGdtBQ/TddjxMjEz9I/AAAAAAAABRk/Na3lxEgiyhQ/s1600/tu.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Yp90kGGdtBQ/TddjxMjEz9I/AAAAAAAABRk/Na3lxEgiyhQ/s320/tu.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Iona finally arrived about 1/2 hour later than our promised time so we quickly line up to get our goodie bags... See the GAP bag I'm holding. There are a lot of goodies inside and I'll show you all at the end of this post. After that, it was shopping time!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-R7PU2cQ_7VU/Tddham1AakI/AAAAAAAABRc/JvDFaOiGHwA/s1600/iona1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-R7PU2cQ_7VU/Tddham1AakI/AAAAAAAABRc/JvDFaOiGHwA/s320/iona1.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;It was one of the first few stalls we visited and Iona had already started her purchase!! If I'm not wrong, she got her black dress here... I think....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eCPuCVupbIQ/TddhALZrfOI/AAAAAAAABQ0/NZdwUiuNWl4/s1600/babeni.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eCPuCVupbIQ/TddhALZrfOI/AAAAAAAABQ0/NZdwUiuNWl4/s320/babeni.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;The organisers were really nice to even set up fitting tents for us to try on the clothes. But the one before Iona took a really long time so we do what we do best!! Camwhoring!! Hehehe... I love this photo so much....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fu-iRIsyGjc/TdkRqkJxkLI/AAAAAAAABSM/x_EsT7qdM4I/s1600/stand.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fu-iRIsyGjc/TdkRqkJxkLI/AAAAAAAABSM/x_EsT7qdM4I/s320/stand.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I would really like to applaud Tongue In Chic for their efforts to help Japan. When this was going on, Japan was actually suffering from earthquakes and a lot people were actually in real need of funds. So kudos to them! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We actually rounded that place at least 3 times cos we just didn't know what to get and everything seems so lovely! Then finally both of us stopped at a stall that sells lovely belts. She was attracted to an obi belt and me being all curious just took one leather vintage clinch and wore it. And then I was SOLD! Right after we bought it, Female Magazine approached us and took photos of us to feature us to tell their readers what to wear! Yay! So, outfit of the day!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tJ9aaJAI36k/TdkRplyDvII/AAAAAAAABSI/djc-rXVPXfg/s1600/muahx.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tJ9aaJAI36k/TdkRplyDvII/AAAAAAAABSI/djc-rXVPXfg/s320/muahx.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Floral dress: F21&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Ribbon wedges: Vincci&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Belt: Chic Pop&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Bag: Curve Weekend Street Market &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mpoWMfKssIE/TdkRhnANj5I/AAAAAAAABRo/QFT4HJF8ng0/s1600/babe.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mpoWMfKssIE/TdkRhnANj5I/AAAAAAAABRo/QFT4HJF8ng0/s320/babe.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And this was what Iona wore. Fantastic! Awesome! And uberly Chic! Ask her where she got what. Apparently I'm clueless. I only know her shirt was from Blook and her bag Kitschen...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;After tonnes of shopping time, we finally felt exhausted and had a little sip at The Bee! Shame of me on never trying this place when it was just about 10 minutes walk away from my campus. It was a really popular place to be among the shoppers of the day and we were lucky to secure a seat in such a packed restaurant.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KIJ3qDgyThM/TdkRkEjpNcI/AAAAAAAABR0/zgaAkFqfaf8/s1600/bee.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KIJ3qDgyThM/TdkRkEjpNcI/AAAAAAAABR0/zgaAkFqfaf8/s320/bee.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-elfVngr8SOo/TdkRk2d4z7I/AAAAAAAABR4/4aTfqnUXeXQ/s1600/bee2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-elfVngr8SOo/TdkRk2d4z7I/AAAAAAAABR4/4aTfqnUXeXQ/s320/bee2.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Amidst the loudness and business from the chatters of the other shoppers and of course the vendors, we actually managed to catch up with other and update each other with our lives. I never get tired talking to her! And she knows a lot of my silly little secrets... Hehehehe... (Iona, you better keep it to yourself or else I will get into troubles)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BEnnrONIBM4/TdkRnhR6TAI/AAAAAAAABSA/tt7blB4BwpI/s1600/iona.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BEnnrONIBM4/TdkRnhR6TAI/AAAAAAAABSA/tt7blB4BwpI/s320/iona.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--x0e2da6aMQ/TdkRiYBpj3I/AAAAAAAABRs/t-DlGi3ORaM/s1600/babe2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--x0e2da6aMQ/TdkRiYBpj3I/AAAAAAAABRs/t-DlGi3ORaM/s320/babe2.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Look at how awesomely pretty she was that day! And will be! And still is! Haha hahahaha... apparently she loves this picture cos she said she didn't know she would look this good even just reading. But I would wanna give credits to my photo taking skills. Heheh...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pYZXcZ0zJ4I/TdkRjdCU8rI/AAAAAAAABRw/6Sp7XNDawHc/s1600/bbm.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pYZXcZ0zJ4I/TdkRjdCU8rI/AAAAAAAABRw/6Sp7XNDawHc/s320/bbm.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just to prove to you all that I am a Blackberry addict. Hehehehe..... BBM me! I'll probably give you my pin if you ask nicely :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JzOSdh7qYuo/TdkRmTMOTZI/AAAAAAAABR8/2VL4hC5Dd4U/s320/haul.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The haul of the day! Apparently the only thing I got that came from my own purse was the belts and the PacMan ring ( Soak Republic). Apart from that, it was all goodies from TIC! Awesome people!They even did a roundup of that day, including posts from other bloggers of that event. Catch my tweet there.. hehehe.. wasseehhh... Click &lt;a href="http://www.tonguechic.com/articles/3627-Event-Chic-POP-Street-Market-7-MY"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9Q2Tq9HCImE/TdkRoXYCyMI/AAAAAAAABSE/G7f0Ri-K03M/s1600/mah.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9Q2Tq9HCImE/TdkRoXYCyMI/AAAAAAAABSE/G7f0Ri-K03M/s320/mah.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To top it all, have a wonderful weekend of you guys! I know it's going to busy but hey! Whenever a week starts, you are nearer a weekend! You will be nearer to perhaps, Christmas? Have an awesome week my darlings! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&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/7534433514178367745-4758000251384045677?l=kahlingsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kahlingsays.blogspot.com/feeds/4758000251384045677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7534433514178367745&amp;postID=4758000251384045677' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7534433514178367745/posts/default/4758000251384045677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7534433514178367745/posts/default/4758000251384045677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kahlingsays.blogspot.com/2011/05/chic-pop-street-market-7.html' title='Chic Pop Street Market 7'/><author><name>Kah Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14657843215504237483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sQzNWpC1HjY/TqraEy9dWoI/AAAAAAAABiM/K9k2r34q7TE/s220/ed.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2EMphDXr1n8/TddhDaqE2QI/AAAAAAAABRE/XUMcnto5wxU/s72-c/crowd.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7534433514178367745.post-2330436639690677369</id><published>2011-05-17T13:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-20T23:41:54.618+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>A short &amp; quick one</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Not gonna let this blog dead of course. I have been not blogging for the past 2 weeks? I am still here and kicking. I don't think anyone wanna see me face-to-face... I looked like I have been ran by a train and still surviving. You kinda get the drill eh?? Like a survivor yo! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;On the bright side, I only have 2 more papers left and tomorrow would be my 3rd paper! So! Freedom is just a couple of days away. Even before my holidays come, I have already think of the nicest thing to do...SLEEP! I think I might have an extra hormone inside that allows me to sleep for 24 hours??? I think so. There was one day that I chose not to sleep and was being rather paranoid for a paper, I just had to stay up the whole night to make sure I know everything. It seems that my brain works really well when I'm under stressed and thankfully the paper went pretty well and after that, that night I went to watch Fast 5 with Iona! Then the rest of the night was history as I drift away and only managed to wake up much much much later than the usual wakeup time! Muahahahaha...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Really looking forward to visit Singapore with sis dearest. I might have to say that I'm pretty broke already... hahaha but we'll see... we'll see... :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It would be rather boring post not to have anything to see other than the blocks of texts, so allow me to show you the latest addiction of music! I have been listening to this non-stop! Gaahhh awesome beats!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://2.gvt0.com/vi/D6zGLm9wr24/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/D6zGLm9wr24&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/D6zGLm9wr24&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I will be back with long delayed post on Chic Pop Street Market 7 and of course another post on my featured guest - Vess!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i style="color: #e06666;"&gt;Time to hit the books and hit the groove... sway to the rhythm... &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/7534433514178367745-2330436639690677369?l=kahlingsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kahlingsays.blogspot.com/feeds/2330436639690677369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7534433514178367745&amp;postID=2330436639690677369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7534433514178367745/posts/default/2330436639690677369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7534433514178367745/posts/default/2330436639690677369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kahlingsays.blogspot.com/2011/05/short-quick-one.html' title='A short &amp; quick one'/><author><name>Kah Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14657843215504237483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sQzNWpC1HjY/TqraEy9dWoI/AAAAAAAABiM/K9k2r34q7TE/s220/ed.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7534433514178367745.post-1511193590942500774</id><published>2011-04-29T20:55:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-20T23:40:56.043+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kuching'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><title type='text'>My lovely cousin Vess from down under!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It has been a freaking year since the last time I saw her! It was great seeing her and she is so pretty! With the long legs and superb physique, she could be a model! I'm super duper proud of her as she is taking up Graphic Designing in Monash University and wooooooo she is extremely talented in her work! Awesome much! So we had an opportunity to update each other with our lives and my, my she is one chatty fella! With the cutest OZ accent and excitement over small little things, she just puts away my stress from my revision instantly! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jLHbkD6KCho/TbqxI4coCDI/AAAAAAAABPg/7oEqY_04tLs/s1600/228283_10150157021236511_636886510_6968568_7167898_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jLHbkD6KCho/TbqxI4coCDI/AAAAAAAABPg/7oEqY_04tLs/s320/228283_10150157021236511_636886510_6968568_7167898_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Pretty ain't she? Follow her blog and also by her twin (also my cousin! dduuhh!!)Valerie at &lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://big-picture-stuff.blogspot.com/"&gt;Big Picture Stuff&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! It is indeed a great blog with loads of fashion tips and artsy stuff. So do stop by and follow them!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-khKZBtmPF6U/TbqyAd-gZaI/AAAAAAAABPk/rXc_L2a9Fpo/s1600/217188_10150157021351511_636886510_6968569_4023177_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-khKZBtmPF6U/TbqyAd-gZaI/AAAAAAAABPk/rXc_L2a9Fpo/s320/217188_10150157021351511_636886510_6968569_4023177_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OXdKcse-TOI/TbqxEZDBl9I/AAAAAAAABPY/XGEE-K7ZAzc/s1600/215441_10150157019986511_636886510_6968550_1514676_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OXdKcse-TOI/TbqxEZDBl9I/AAAAAAAABPY/XGEE-K7ZAzc/s320/215441_10150157019986511_636886510_6968550_1514676_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;There's me with her!! Gooosshh I looked like crap and she had been complimenting on how pretty I looked like. She is just being sweet. With me sleeping at 3am every night and waking up at noon, it seems rather impossible that I can still look pretty! She is such an adorable cousin who just seem enthusiastic about everything!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8vFt2P9Gs2M/TbqzcdXZq1I/AAAAAAAABPw/nQvOBGU0SPk/s1600/225470_10150158245931511_636886510_6978249_3680540_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8vFt2P9Gs2M/TbqzcdXZq1I/AAAAAAAABPw/nQvOBGU0SPk/s320/225470_10150158245931511_636886510_6978249_3680540_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So last night Ah Ma Bong was in the mood to buy us nice food and also to catch up with her niece, so off we went to The Junk! Yuuummm... so what comes to your mind first when I talk about that place? The beautiful decorations of the antiques? Well... one man's junk is one man's treasure! I live by that quote! I just love stopping by flea markets where the pre-love stuffs are. You won't know what you will get there and it is always a bargain!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FRcdleFoDDw/TbqyDjwXqeI/AAAAAAAABPs/NbgAJ_Ko44M/s1600/227690_10150158246956511_636886510_6978275_4481209_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FRcdleFoDDw/TbqyDjwXqeI/AAAAAAAABPs/NbgAJ_Ko44M/s320/227690_10150158246956511_636886510_6978275_4481209_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Vess promised the bring us around in Melbourne when we stop by there. Flea markets and vintage buys are what I am really interested in. So, Vess and Val, if you are reading this, do take note all the lovely places that you all get your superb fashion and buys! I love them much!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gb_0Iapw0BQ/TbqyBl2nXXI/AAAAAAAABPo/sG5fkWfV_6A/s1600/225940_10150158247016511_636886510_6978276_2711952_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gb_0Iapw0BQ/TbqyBl2nXXI/AAAAAAAABPo/sG5fkWfV_6A/s320/225940_10150158247016511_636886510_6978276_2711952_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The whole night was filled with laughter and silly stories and Vess being herself. She chats nonstop and fills us with tons of stories and never seemed to be bored in anyways possible. I'm so gonna miss her! Although last night she slept over my place, I didn't have much chance to talk to her as the University of London sent me reminders about my essays and I just gotta pull myself to do it. I love my lovely cuzzie!!&amp;nbsp; Have a safe trip tomorrow. Till next time, REMEMBER ME!! Hahahhaa... I know you will!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The next post will be of course, featuring Vess again! She is like my hhhmmm... my blog guest?? I'll feature someone else every now and then.. but for now, I'll have her!! So stay tune! Much love! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&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/7534433514178367745-1511193590942500774?l=kahlingsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kahlingsays.blogspot.com/feeds/1511193590942500774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7534433514178367745&amp;postID=1511193590942500774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7534433514178367745/posts/default/1511193590942500774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7534433514178367745/posts/default/1511193590942500774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kahlingsays.blogspot.com/2011/04/my-lovely-cousin-vess-from-down-under.html' title='My lovely cousin Vess from down under!'/><author><name>Kah Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14657843215504237483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sQzNWpC1HjY/TqraEy9dWoI/AAAAAAAABiM/K9k2r34q7TE/s220/ed.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jLHbkD6KCho/TbqxI4coCDI/AAAAAAAABPg/7oEqY_04tLs/s72-c/228283_10150157021236511_636886510_6968568_7167898_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7534433514178367745.post-3014228710969040649</id><published>2011-04-20T20:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-20T23:41:32.340+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Advertorials'/><title type='text'>Facebook</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Let's see what is on your homepage? BBC News? I doubt it.... Star Newspaper... I doubt it.... Stock exchange market reports? Are you kidding me? Well... most of you have Facebook as your homepage or maybe if not, it'll be one of the first few things you click when you start surfing the net. No? Come on! Stop lying!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Well, since my blog is called "The Simple Confessions", I shall confess! I am a FACEBOOK ADDICT! I wonder is this curable. Well, since I do have a Blackberry, I have Facebook on the go with me every single second! Trust me, even when before I sleep, around 3am, I will still do a final check on Facebook for some juicy gossips. It's like bedtime stories! Haha! Exaggerating? Nope! Try catching me online about 2am and post something on my wall, I will reply you for sure! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Shameful to say that, it is my homepage! See!!! (I didn't purposely changed it okay?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hXI3_7qpdc8/Ta7JHnbtr8I/AAAAAAAABOc/QmFlYkXBMoE/s1600/cats.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="250" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hXI3_7qpdc8/Ta7JHnbtr8I/AAAAAAAABOc/QmFlYkXBMoE/s400/cats.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Facebook is also on my faithful Blackberry!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-H3R-O2OIu9k/Ta7LHKDW1LI/AAAAAAAABOo/HD5uKWYKJuI/s1600/Screen_20110420_195147.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-H3R-O2OIu9k/Ta7LHKDW1LI/AAAAAAAABOo/HD5uKWYKJuI/s1600/Screen_20110420_195147.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cGBVPQfQEWc/Ta7KptFA_QI/AAAAAAAABOk/YSbnwCjFysk/s1600/Screen_20110420_195147.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Facebook has tonnes and tonnes and tonnes of games which kept me so addicted (this is so bad as exams are around the corner)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Also, recently, Facebook has helped pulled my ex-NS friends together! It's a good place that kept us connected in an inexpensive ways. Well, look at the amount of comments in that group. Imagine that in your phone, the next thing you know you'll get a heart attack when you received your phone bills! (FYI, I sent about 800 messages 2 months ago and my mum had to pay about RM200!) I know you guys have been on the same boat as me right? *puppy eyes*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3KoV383Iyrs/Ta7KnUPVolI/AAAAAAAABOg/8csa3hrQEQg/s1600/fb.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="250" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3KoV383Iyrs/Ta7KnUPVolI/AAAAAAAABOg/8csa3hrQEQg/s400/fb.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Well, in conjunction with our addict with Facebook, why not make Malaysia as the FACEBOOK CAPITAL OF THE WORLD?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jGgl7SQ51DQ/Ta7N_2rKiXI/AAAAAAAABPA/RZ1K7cH0JcE/s1600/di.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="93" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jGgl7SQ51DQ/Ta7N_2rKiXI/AAAAAAAABPA/RZ1K7cH0JcE/s400/di.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-25pdQVECdv0/Ta7MwVYMM3I/AAAAAAAABO8/4_uTS2_fIgY/s1600/facebook.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Malaysia is known for their:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;1) Yummilicious food!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3yQfp7QY1Dw/Ta7MVTEsVtI/AAAAAAAABOs/WvCZA81ERQk/s1600/malay_food_malaysia.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3yQfp7QY1Dw/Ta7MVTEsVtI/AAAAAAAABOs/WvCZA81ERQk/s1600/malay_food_malaysia.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;2) Diverse culture &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xPtnhYekiA0/Ta7MWzvLsLI/AAAAAAAABO0/ycqPL1ZbrUc/s1600/races1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="302" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xPtnhYekiA0/Ta7MWzvLsLI/AAAAAAAABO0/ycqPL1ZbrUc/s320/races1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;credits to: google images&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;3) Our infamous "LAH"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We are proud of our infectious "lahs"... Don't want lah.... Can lah... Ok lah...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hey! Even "lah" us recognised in the&lt;a href="http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=lah"&gt; Urban Dictionary&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rHZoI7FSdiI/Ta7OuKitMKI/AAAAAAAABPE/5ZW4voTk_yA/s1600/i-love-malaysia-lah.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="92" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rHZoI7FSdiI/Ta7OuKitMKI/AAAAAAAABPE/5ZW4voTk_yA/s320/i-love-malaysia-lah.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;credit: quachee.blogspot.com &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Not bad lah!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Join me and click here: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;h1&gt;&lt;a href="http://says.my/kahling90/digi-eff-bee"&gt;&lt;span class="profileName fn ginormousProfileName fwb"&gt;DiGi Telecommunications &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h1&gt;&lt;span class="profileName fn ginormousProfileName fwb"&gt;to make Malaysia the Facebook Capital of the World!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7534433514178367745-3014228710969040649?l=kahlingsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kahlingsays.blogspot.com/feeds/3014228710969040649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7534433514178367745&amp;postID=3014228710969040649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7534433514178367745/posts/default/3014228710969040649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7534433514178367745/posts/default/3014228710969040649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kahlingsays.blogspot.com/2011/04/facebook.html' title='Facebook'/><author><name>Kah Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14657843215504237483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sQzNWpC1HjY/TqraEy9dWoI/AAAAAAAABiM/K9k2r34q7TE/s220/ed.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hXI3_7qpdc8/Ta7JHnbtr8I/AAAAAAAABOc/QmFlYkXBMoE/s72-c/cats.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7534433514178367745.post-2968979535493960660</id><published>2011-04-18T15:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-20T23:42:15.444+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nails'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beauty'/><title type='text'>Review: Katy Perry OPI Collection</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I know I was practically MIAed for a  while. I was just being lazy and torturing myself with thick ass books.  But other than that, I'm still kicking and alive! So before laziness  take over me again, I shall make a quick review of this!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I  was really looking forward for today cos I've been dying to have nails  done and by 11am, I was already on the road on the way to Medi Pedi Nail  Salon at One Jaya. And to my dismay, it was closed on the very day I  wanna have my nails done so badly! So, I recalled that there is one nail  parlor at Chong Lin Park, "PoLiShed diva" so I went there and I was  really glad that they have an extensive collection of OPI!! I am an OPI  addict and my nails only love OPI. It doesn't discolor or make my nails  really dry like other brands!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Being  a manicure pedicure addict, I was tempted to try the Katy Perry  Collection. In particular, the "Black Shatter". It seems really  interesting on how it will "shatter" so I quickly asked her to give me  the cracking effect! As the base, I had the "The One That Got Away" when  originally I wanted "Teenage Dream". P.S: Do you know I absolutely  adore Teenage Dream the song and also the sweet color of the nail polish  and also Darren Criss's version in Glee!? Well, cut things short, I  just love Teenage Dream!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mmOQfZgctTM/TavptiE3vuI/AAAAAAAABOU/KPO6OrMBlGU/s1600/11c0e89bcc26142a_katy-p.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="196" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mmOQfZgctTM/TavptiE3vuI/AAAAAAAABOU/KPO6OrMBlGU/s400/11c0e89bcc26142a_katy-p.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;credits: &lt;a href="http://www.popsugar.com/Pictures-Katy-Perrys-OPI-Nail-Polish-Line-11519069"&gt;popsugar&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"The  One That Got Away" looked like deep berry on my skin whilst "Black  Shatter" is just shattering!! It just gives a total new look for it and I  am in love with it! It just pops! I would love to have it again on my  nails. Just gotta think where to get it :(.... Anyone?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Just  to let you know how to "Black Shatter" works. Basically, you just paint  a layer on top of your nails, and when it finally starts to dry a  little, it will shatter! Amazing!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PaXm8I5oVYQ/TavputfAYbI/AAAAAAAABOY/5MlfXZBLdu4/s1600/nails.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PaXm8I5oVYQ/TavputfAYbI/AAAAAAAABOY/5MlfXZBLdu4/s400/nails.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I  know it doesn't look clear here. I'm sorry. My BB doesn't have a good  resolution and my webcammie is like this. I need a camera!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&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/7534433514178367745-2968979535493960660?l=kahlingsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kahlingsays.blogspot.com/feeds/2968979535493960660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7534433514178367745&amp;postID=2968979535493960660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7534433514178367745/posts/default/2968979535493960660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7534433514178367745/posts/default/2968979535493960660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kahlingsays.blogspot.com/2011/04/review-katy-perry-opi-collection.html' title='Review: Katy Perry OPI Collection'/><author><name>Kah Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14657843215504237483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sQzNWpC1HjY/TqraEy9dWoI/AAAAAAAABiM/K9k2r34q7TE/s220/ed.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mmOQfZgctTM/TavptiE3vuI/AAAAAAAABOU/KPO6OrMBlGU/s72-c/11c0e89bcc26142a_katy-p.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7534433514178367745.post-2173406875630646243</id><published>2011-03-30T21:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-30T21:49:23.315+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sunway Pyramid'/><title type='text'>Frames Cafe</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I guess this name no longer sound foreign to the constant visitors of Sunway Pyramid. It is located at the former Friendster Cafe, opposite Wong Kok Restaurant and the old wing Starbucks. So you kinda know where alright? A lot of bloggers have already covered reviews about this place and now ME! Not that I call myself some really famous blogger. Just doing my job nia larr hooorr... (not that I get paid). So that night was a an unplanned one since I woke up in the middle of 1am to realise I miss Ann-Marie. So she gathered up the Sunway gang (Andrea and Esther, they don't know I called them that - we always meet up at Sunway for their convenience!) and we settled for Frames!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Being all bersemangat, I borrowed my sis's camera and said I am going take photos! Well, I end up taking photos of the food only because, I don't think anyone is in the mood. Even the lovely Esther who is always up for the camera avoided it. So I kinda get the drill and snapped photos of the yummies instead. Well, that is what you guys want right!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Since it was the first time we were there, all of us had quite a hard time to choose what we want to eat as the menu was extensive and the choices varies a lot! You can see the whole menu &lt;a href="http://framescafe.com/menu.pdf"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; before proceeding there to save time. They take quite a long time to prepare their food so best decide your mind quickly if you are super hungry! (Ann took such a freaking long time and she was the hungriest!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-b0ODDij0XYY/TZMrDhZVy9I/AAAAAAAABNw/1_VNXEr6JL0/s1600/fr1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-b0ODDij0XYY/TZMrDhZVy9I/AAAAAAAABNw/1_VNXEr6JL0/s400/fr1.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We had to ask someone to introduce us some of the must-trys but then Ann also went against the recommendation and went for her own choice! But then, we shall not talk about that. We shared a glass of Signature G - Frost among 4 of us and ordered individual glasses of water.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iw4g7HUQDwE/TZMrGJhW8RI/AAAAAAAABN8/ALccKccTV3o/s1600/fr4.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iw4g7HUQDwE/TZMrGJhW8RI/AAAAAAAABN8/ALccKccTV3o/s400/fr4.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;Signature G- Frost - RM 8.90. &lt;/span&gt;This is quite a refreshing drink but then nothing to shout about either. Most of them felt that it tasted like Ribena. But my personal thoughts, it was an okay drink with a hefty price tag attached. But then this is in Sunway Pyramid so what do I expect on the prices.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After they served the drinks, we had to wait quite a bit before the food came so we just chit chatted a little while more and I was interested at the frames adorning the walls of the cafe. We were also entertained with good choice of music (which Andrea wanted to steal their pendrive cause we have no idea who is the singer)!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kF7nmK5kUyw/TZMrEanE50I/AAAAAAAABN0/K2ivMfSMGUU/s1600/fr2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kF7nmK5kUyw/TZMrEanE50I/AAAAAAAABN0/K2ivMfSMGUU/s400/fr2.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uZPOwDStGhk/TZMrFVjdcbI/AAAAAAAABN4/D1VAYiVnRtI/s1600/fr3.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uZPOwDStGhk/TZMrFVjdcbI/AAAAAAAABN4/D1VAYiVnRtI/s400/fr3.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Frames Cafe live up to its name and tadaaaa.... lovely frames! I heard it was the personal collection of the owner! Really nice!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My food came first and when it came, the three of them dived into my food like hungry babies! Haha! I mean, it looked so good and it tasted as good as it looked!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eFTIhxMgoRg/TZMrG6ZCwkI/AAAAAAAABOA/J2hjhwG4U-M/s1600/fr5.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eFTIhxMgoRg/TZMrG6ZCwkI/AAAAAAAABOA/J2hjhwG4U-M/s400/fr5.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;Spicy Seafood Carbonara - RM19.90.&lt;/span&gt; It was a sinful plate of dinner but then I had 3 others to share the fat with me so no complains! It was packed with cheese and it kinda clumped together after it cooled down. But then thumbs up to it for serving ample amount of seafood.(mussels, prawns, fishes and calamari). I would appreciate it more if they gave me more sauce. (&lt;a href="http://www.junfook.com/2011/03/frames-cafe-sunway-pyramidsome-issues.html"&gt;Jfook&lt;/a&gt; did a review about them and funny thing, his version of this carbonara is flooded with sauce! Ohh.. read his blog! &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.junfook.com/"&gt;Walking towards Uncertainties&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Esther's Grilled Saba came next....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xO2ab0VISNk/TZMrICg-AGI/AAAAAAAABOE/MDzw844AkO8/s1600/fr6.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xO2ab0VISNk/TZMrICg-AGI/AAAAAAAABOE/MDzw844AkO8/s400/fr6.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Grilled Saba - RM 19.90.&lt;/span&gt; This might be a biased view as I am no big fan of fishes so I won't not shout too much about it. The menu described it as char-grilled mackarel fillet with spicy mango salsa ,garlic mashed potatoes and pepper coulis. You know what, I only tasted the mackarel... kekeke... and it was really dry. But then it was a real healthy dish!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GxVW5624cag/TZM0zydaYtI/AAAAAAAABOQ/2Z3Go85asLI/s1600/fr75.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GxVW5624cag/TZM0zydaYtI/AAAAAAAABOQ/2Z3Go85asLI/s400/fr75.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;This would be Andrea's &lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;Lasagna - RM 19.90. &lt;/span&gt;It comes with the same mashed potatoes like Esther's. It was really nice as the beef was really tasteful. However, the first round of the serving came up problem with the lasagna sheets as it wasn't cooked well and so it was tough to chew. But then, Frames Cafe was really nice and changed a new one for her and problem solved!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YqKx5vuC7Pc/TZMrCWvxBzI/AAAAAAAABNs/wXJpPhHLvmw/s1600/fr8.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YqKx5vuC7Pc/TZMrCWvxBzI/AAAAAAAABNs/wXJpPhHLvmw/s400/fr8.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Last but not least, Ann's &lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Nutty Chicken - RM 22.90.&lt;/span&gt; It has a special taste to it as the sauce was really unique. At first I thought, what so nutty about it and I was looking for the nuts. Apparently, the "nutty" part of the dish was their walnut oil. Zha dao ~ However, nice dish! I mean it! No sarcasm intended at all. The meat was succulent and the peppers kinda complemented the chicken well.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Overall, Frames Cafe is a nice place to hang out with your friends as it does provide you really nice ambiance. But then if you are a heavy eater, this is not the place for you if you expect to leave with a full stomach as the portions are for normal eaters only and only if you are willing to wait for your food. Other than that, I would come back again to try the burger!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;P.S: &lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;10% OFF IF YOU BRING YOUR STUDENT CARD! &lt;/span&gt;DON'T TELL ME I DIDN'T TELL YOU THAT! (NOT SURE WHAT TERMS ARE IMPLIED I.E. APPLICABLE ON WEEKENDS OR PUBLIC HOLIDAYS OR NOT, SO JUST BRING LA!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7534433514178367745-2173406875630646243?l=kahlingsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kahlingsays.blogspot.com/feeds/2173406875630646243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7534433514178367745&amp;postID=2173406875630646243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7534433514178367745/posts/default/2173406875630646243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7534433514178367745/posts/default/2173406875630646243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kahlingsays.blogspot.com/2011/03/frames-cafe.html' title='Frames Cafe'/><author><name>Kah Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14657843215504237483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sQzNWpC1HjY/TqraEy9dWoI/AAAAAAAABiM/K9k2r34q7TE/s220/ed.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-b0ODDij0XYY/TZMrDhZVy9I/AAAAAAAABNw/1_VNXEr6JL0/s72-c/fr1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7534433514178367745.post-407706839711304491</id><published>2011-03-22T17:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-22T17:47:27.900+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>Doodles</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Just taking a break after having such a long day in class and stuck in the jam for a freaking hour and 15 minutes! Super thanks to the heavy rain! So now... I'm gonna just do this random tag that I felt very "me". Super girly and super relevant. Kudos to &lt;a href="http://deidre90.blogspot.com/"&gt;Deidre&lt;/a&gt; as I took this tag from her Her blog is awesome and it read it occasionally (found her on &lt;a href="http://anide-dna.blogspot.com/"&gt;Edina&lt;/a&gt;'s blog) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-size: small; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MAKEUP:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blush or bronzer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #663333;"&gt;- Blush... as I have never tried using bronzer... and I think I have a slight shade of bronze in me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-size: small; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lip gloss or lipstick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-size: small; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #663333;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Definitely lipstick! I don't like the sticky feeling of lipglosses and sometimes it made my lips looked super oily.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-size: small; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eye liner or mascara&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #663333;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Eyeliner la! Those that knows me, I'm such a huge fan of it! The next want is from MAC Gel Eyeliner! Super black and super love as I heard from a lot of experts! &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-size: small; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;foundation or concealer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #663333;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;- BB cream? But if I really need to choose from here, I would go for concealer... &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-size: small; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;neutral or color eye shadow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #663333;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;- I don't use eyeshadow&amp;nbsp; oftenbut so far I tried neutral.... and it's GOOD and easy to blend &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-size: small; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pressed or loose eye shadows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-size: small; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #663333;"&gt;- Pressed. Easier to handle I guess&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-size: small; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brushes or sponges&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-size: small; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #663333;"&gt;- Brushes. But mostly I use my fingers... lol... I know not applicable for blushes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;NAILS:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OPI or china glaze&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #663333;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;- OPI... coz Malaysia no china glaze ma &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-size: small; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long or short&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #663333;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Medium (filed square)... coz I need to write &amp;amp; type a lot! And having a Blackberry doesn't allow long finger nails... lol... if you know what I mean &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-size: small; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acrylic or natural&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #663333;"&gt;- Natural. Tried fake once and it damaged my nails badly! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-size: small; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brights or darks &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #663333;"&gt;- Darks as it accentuates my skin tone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-size: small; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flower or no flower &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-size: small; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #663333;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Not a huge fan of nail arts... but I guess it's ok sometimes &lt;/i&gt;
