<?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-3295566215842798688</id><updated>2011-12-12T19:56:53.984+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Live. Love. Laugh. Enjoy.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livelifetodamax.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livelifetodamax.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Kar Men</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09070756123437093557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mkZboshVPuQ/TuXp0Iny8RI/AAAAAAAAA3E/JgdtRpyK-ZI/s220/PB186815ed.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>116</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3295566215842798688.post-910866410714897148</id><published>2010-01-06T19:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T19:24:16.407+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bored</title><content type='html'>I'm insanely &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;bored. B-O-R-E-D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3295566215842798688-910866410714897148?l=livelifetodamax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/910866410714897148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/910866410714897148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livelifetodamax.blogspot.com/2010/01/bored.html' title='Bored'/><author><name>Kar Men</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09070756123437093557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mkZboshVPuQ/TuXp0Iny8RI/AAAAAAAAA3E/JgdtRpyK-ZI/s220/PB186815ed.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3295566215842798688.post-7760786116953291899</id><published>2010-01-05T19:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T19:47:41.488+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Girls day out.</title><content type='html'>Was lazying around and Debbie text-ed me to go to Esther's place for a swim. So after packing up everything, Debbie's dad came and off we go. Esther wasn't home yet so we decided to swim while waiting for her..as we swim and swim..time passes by and..its already 7..and..Esther was not home yet. So, yeah..we were like intruders for a day! As we felt that we had not enjoyed ourselves to the max yet, we decided to go for a night movie and sleepover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back home, packed everything and off the Mid Valley around 9 something and we MISSED Sherlock Holmes. So we decided to watch Did We Hear About The Morgans. It was an okay show. Its a 2/5 show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached Debbie's place around 1 something and had an all Girls Night. Chatted till 5 and we watched Drag Me to Hell. FUNNY movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been sometime since we have an all girls night and sleepover. Ahhh...when shall we do this again girls? ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3295566215842798688-7760786116953291899?l=livelifetodamax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/7760786116953291899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/7760786116953291899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livelifetodamax.blogspot.com/2010/01/girls-day-out.html' title='Girls day out.'/><author><name>Kar Men</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09070756123437093557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mkZboshVPuQ/TuXp0Iny8RI/AAAAAAAAA3E/JgdtRpyK-ZI/s220/PB186815ed.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3295566215842798688.post-7146678606862532589</id><published>2009-12-30T15:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T15:36:01.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OHmygod.</title><content type='html'>House is freaking messy. Everything is everywhere. Chaotic.&lt;br /&gt;Seems like we'd just shifted in everything and trying to put everything at their respective places. Spring cleaning and room shifting all in one day.&lt;br /&gt;Will we make it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.. I pass my Undang. Lol :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3295566215842798688-7146678606862532589?l=livelifetodamax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/7146678606862532589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/7146678606862532589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livelifetodamax.blogspot.com/2009/12/ohmygod.html' title='OHmygod.'/><author><name>Kar Men</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09070756123437093557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mkZboshVPuQ/TuXp0Iny8RI/AAAAAAAAA3E/JgdtRpyK-ZI/s220/PB186815ed.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3295566215842798688.post-6590799602071681559</id><published>2009-12-29T18:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T18:45:06.194+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bowling</title><content type='html'>Had breakfast with Cing and Shing Jie at Old Town last sunday. Supposed to continue the day together at the bowling alley. Unfortunately, Sj had to go to church so only Cing and I went instead. Breakfast was fun. We were talking about our future and stuff. Feeling so..old and how fast time passes by. In a few more days we'll be celebrating new year.. as high school grads. And yeah..CING you owe me a drink! ;)&lt;br /&gt;Everyone is talking about jobs and interviews nowadays. I feel like looking for a job too but am lazy. And I wonder what kind of job I can handle as.. I am.. ahem... We'll skip this part.&lt;br /&gt;Undang test tomorrow I suppose! Nervous already!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3295566215842798688-6590799602071681559?l=livelifetodamax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/6590799602071681559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/6590799602071681559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livelifetodamax.blogspot.com/2009/12/bowling.html' title='Bowling'/><author><name>Kar Men</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09070756123437093557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mkZboshVPuQ/TuXp0Iny8RI/AAAAAAAAA3E/JgdtRpyK-ZI/s220/PB186815ed.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3295566215842798688.post-8008474774124594161</id><published>2009-12-27T14:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T14:54:15.177+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oleh!</title><content type='html'>It has been sometime since I last updated my blog. A lazy blogger I am.&lt;br /&gt;SPM was like three weeks ago. Life's been boring after SPM. Eat, sleep and eyes glued to the idiot box. Slacker, I know.. Tons of plans were popping in all of our lil' heads pre-SPM, literally none of them worked out post-SPM. Well..only a few.&lt;br /&gt;An agreement was reached between my parents and I before SPM. What kind of agreement you must be asking. Well, I'd asked for double ear piercing and my parents agreed. To me, the double piercing symbolises freedom and graduation from high school. I finally had my ears pierced on Christmas day. Double the joy. :D&lt;br /&gt;My friends think I'm crazy for going through the pain again after for so many years. I had my first piercing when I was four. And..seeing the stud now beside the other &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hole&lt;/span&gt; (LOL) I feel that..it's worth the pain I'd went through that day. Honestly..it wasnt really that pain.. but STILL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.. I'd organised a photoshoot with my girls ( and a boy ) last Monday at Bkt Jalil park. Tons of pictures were taken and I'm kinda satisfied with it but for one thing..I'd forgotten to use noise reduction so pictures taken at dark places were pretty noisy. For pictures kindly proceed to my facebook profile or Cing Cing's blog. I wonder when is our next photoshoot? Models? ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3295566215842798688-8008474774124594161?l=livelifetodamax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/8008474774124594161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/8008474774124594161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livelifetodamax.blogspot.com/2009/12/oleh.html' title='Oleh!'/><author><name>Kar Men</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09070756123437093557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mkZboshVPuQ/TuXp0Iny8RI/AAAAAAAAA3E/JgdtRpyK-ZI/s220/PB186815ed.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3295566215842798688.post-487620369089233811</id><published>2009-11-01T20:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T20:07:17.642+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SPM</title><content type='html'>Attended the last day of seminar at Kasturi today. The seminar was okay. Not bad.&lt;br /&gt;After the seminar ended, went for lunch at McD with the gang. Chit-chatted for an hour and rushed to Pudu Station and took the LRT back home. It was my first time taking the public transport back home without my parents. I felt so grown up at that moment. MALU! Tiring day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heck, SPM is like TWO bleedy weeks away.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3295566215842798688-487620369089233811?l=livelifetodamax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/487620369089233811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/487620369089233811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livelifetodamax.blogspot.com/2009/11/spm.html' title='SPM'/><author><name>Kar Men</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09070756123437093557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mkZboshVPuQ/TuXp0Iny8RI/AAAAAAAAA3E/JgdtRpyK-ZI/s220/PB186815ed.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3295566215842798688.post-4955573523503270324</id><published>2009-10-19T00:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T00:24:51.615+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Facebook.</title><content type='html'>Facebook is so getting on my nerves. It has been 2 days since I have no access to my account. The reason Facebook gave, "due to site maintainence your account is temporarily unavailable due to site maintanence. Please try again later". All my friends, posts, and pictures are missing. It seems like there are also other peeps out there who are facing this problem but none in my family and circle of friends. WHY ME?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the heck? I hate facebook. T_T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3295566215842798688-4955573523503270324?l=livelifetodamax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/4955573523503270324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/4955573523503270324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livelifetodamax.blogspot.com/2009/10/facebook.html' title='Facebook.'/><author><name>Kar Men</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09070756123437093557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mkZboshVPuQ/TuXp0Iny8RI/AAAAAAAAA3E/JgdtRpyK-ZI/s220/PB186815ed.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3295566215842798688.post-4101210248792942217</id><published>2009-10-18T00:49:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T01:04:54.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v2sdisydvPY/Stn17NUHAxI/AAAAAAAAAyg/YeCVVIRd4vg/s1600-h/pic+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v2sdisydvPY/Stn17NUHAxI/AAAAAAAAAyg/YeCVVIRd4vg/s320/pic+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393612426287973138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v2sdisydvPY/Stn16-QsCUI/AAAAAAAAAyY/NhG4hc7u4_8/s1600-h/pic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v2sdisydvPY/Stn16-QsCUI/AAAAAAAAAyY/NhG4hc7u4_8/s320/pic.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393612422247090498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday was a holiday for us, Sentosarians. So we, being health freaks ( LOL ) decided to wake up early and go to Bkt Jalil.&lt;br /&gt;Spent about an hour and a half jogging and of course snapping pictures. I guess we practically jogged around the whole park and everyone in the park can hear us. We made heads turn whenever we passed by the serious folks doing some serious exercise. We never fail to do so, be it in a park or shopping mall. While we were going back, something embarassing happened. I thought I'd lost my phone but the phone was all the while in my back pocket. I now, officially owes just the driver a drink for taking the trouble to u-turn back to the park. TQ again!&lt;br /&gt;After some fun time, it was then the most dreaded time of the day. Tuition. An hour and a half at Mr. T's and two hours and a half at Mr. E's. I nearly dozzed off at Mr. E's tuition. Was so blur and grumpy while doing the add maths papers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPM is like a freaking month away.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3295566215842798688-4101210248792942217?l=livelifetodamax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/4101210248792942217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/4101210248792942217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livelifetodamax.blogspot.com/2009/10/friday-was-holiday-for-us-sentosarians.html' title=''/><author><name>Kar Men</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09070756123437093557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mkZboshVPuQ/TuXp0Iny8RI/AAAAAAAAA3E/JgdtRpyK-ZI/s220/PB186815ed.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v2sdisydvPY/Stn17NUHAxI/AAAAAAAAAyg/YeCVVIRd4vg/s72-c/pic+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3295566215842798688.post-6874510619294291817</id><published>2009-10-03T14:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T14:06:43.331+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v2sdisydvPY/SsbyMQcLAvI/AAAAAAAAAx4/tABJWvSqfK8/s1600-h/P9220929.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v2sdisydvPY/SsbyLKLYyeI/AAAAAAAAAxo/eA9vijMZk2Y/s320/P9220921.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388260277719976418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v2sdisydvPY/SsbyKfacVsI/AAAAAAAAAxg/lEMbxm4Hiks/s1600-h/Jonker+Street+ABC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v2sdisydvPY/SsbyKfacVsI/AAAAAAAAAxg/lEMbxm4Hiks/s320/Jonker+Street+ABC.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388260266240399042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v2sdisydvPY/SsbyJyhHyxI/AAAAAAAAAxY/XAR8CGz51Ks/s1600-h/Authentic+Nyonya+Food.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v2sdisydvPY/SsbyJyhHyxI/AAAAAAAAAxY/XAR8CGz51Ks/s320/Authentic+Nyonya+Food.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388260254188817170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3295566215842798688-6874510619294291817?l=livelifetodamax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/6874510619294291817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/6874510619294291817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livelifetodamax.blogspot.com/2009/10/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Kar Men</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09070756123437093557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mkZboshVPuQ/TuXp0Iny8RI/AAAAAAAAA3E/JgdtRpyK-ZI/s220/PB186815ed.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v2sdisydvPY/SsbyMQcLAvI/AAAAAAAAAx4/tABJWvSqfK8/s72-c/P9220929.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3295566215842798688.post-3986582380748056576</id><published>2009-09-20T00:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T00:58:46.449+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Farewell.</title><content type='html'>After 5 years of being a loyal PRS member, the day has finally arrived. A farewell party, for us. Yes us, no more for seniors and stuff, cuz we're the seniors. I can still remember, when I was in form 1, I get to know bout PRS through an orientation programme. The person who intro-ed this club was comic boy ( inside joke ), Cheng Li and I were the pioneers to get to join the club. Debbie, Esther and Cing were the successors. Lol&lt;br /&gt;I would be lying if I were to say that, I felt nothing through these five years of being a PRS member. To me, 5 years is not a short period, we had went through thick and thin together, especially during crucial cocuriccular activities and trips, I bet the other form 5's feel the same way as I do. Through PRS, my circle of friends has also grew wider, if not..I'll still be stuck with the same group of monkees. Everything just seems to be happening so fast. Form 1, first joined, form 2, form 3 then form 4, I was suprisingly announced as the new treasurer. Honestly, I was really shocked (still) to get this post as back then, I did not know a single stuff bout accounts and till now, I'd not learnt much either. I cans still remember, when I first did the accounts for the month of January, I spent an hour crying as I didnt know how to balance the darn account cause I'd forgotten I'd placed RM 10 into the account.&lt;br /&gt;So after 4 years, its finally our turn this year as we get to enjoy the V.I.P treatment from the other members. Though the attendance of the other members were really dissapointing, the whole thing was okay. I'd finally passed my post to Jia yong a.k.a as Light from my own reference. Lol ( He looks like Light from Death Note! He really does! ) Wooo-hoo! No more accounts, crying over petty cash and stuff. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, after the whole thing ended, Kim Jiang was kind enough to send all of us to Mid Valley. I practically spent my whole day in Mv. From one in the afternoon till 9.30 p.m. Had lunch in Kim gary. Cheese baked rice, it was so-so lah. We spent two hours crapping and laughing over our craps. I bet the whole restaurant can hear us. From ___ to ___. My legs were practically screaming for help when I was still walking around searching for a pair of flats after seven hours of walking around. I was determined to get a pair of flats as the belt or whatever it is from my current flats came off. I was utterly disgusted (idk why) to see the white thingy flapping around as I walked. At the end of the day, I got myself a pair of peep-toe flats from nose in amazingly 10 minutes! Si' ten minutes! :D&lt;br /&gt;Good day today. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3295566215842798688-3986582380748056576?l=livelifetodamax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/3986582380748056576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/3986582380748056576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livelifetodamax.blogspot.com/2009/09/farewell.html' title='Farewell.'/><author><name>Kar Men</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09070756123437093557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mkZboshVPuQ/TuXp0Iny8RI/AAAAAAAAA3E/JgdtRpyK-ZI/s220/PB186815ed.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3295566215842798688.post-5120879563278075677</id><published>2009-09-17T16:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T17:28:32.459+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Morning cheers.</title><content type='html'>Skipped school as I was already declared as a free man yesterday. I thought of sleeping for the whole morning to compensate my beauty sleep, but I'd decided to become a good and filial daughter by accompanying my dad to Bkt Jalil. He'll go to Bkt Jalil every morning for his daily exercise without fail, even when its drizzling, well, of course unless it's raining heavily.&lt;br /&gt;As an &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;avid (fu-yooh&lt;/span&gt;) photographer, I brought along my Camedia and my dad's camera. We had a short photography session after completing our 45 minutes health regime. Went around snapping stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v2sdisydvPY/SrH63-2ztEI/AAAAAAAAAwI/_r-zXQLs3so/s1600-h/P1010284.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v2sdisydvPY/SrH63-2ztEI/AAAAAAAAAwI/_r-zXQLs3so/s320/P1010284.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382358869357081666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v2sdisydvPY/SrH_SUJ9npI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/Huak8XTI7d8/s1600-h/P9170818.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v2sdisydvPY/SrH_SUJ9npI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/Huak8XTI7d8/s320/P9170818.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382363719797677714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v2sdisydvPY/SrH_RVC-AwI/AAAAAAAAAxI/Xd-mpZNXj0k/s1600-h/P9170775.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v2sdisydvPY/SrH65T0xJdI/AAAAAAAAAwg/aqfMrI7DRTI/s320/P1010304.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382358892165539282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v2sdisydvPY/SrH641MzLWI/AAAAAAAAAwY/1mdoGX8IYxg/s1600-h/P1010296.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v2sdisydvPY/SrH641MzLWI/AAAAAAAAAwY/1mdoGX8IYxg/s320/P1010296.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382358883944836450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3295566215842798688-5120879563278075677?l=livelifetodamax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/5120879563278075677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/5120879563278075677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livelifetodamax.blogspot.com/2009/09/morning-cheers.html' title='Morning cheers.'/><author><name>Kar Men</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09070756123437093557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mkZboshVPuQ/TuXp0Iny8RI/AAAAAAAAA3E/JgdtRpyK-ZI/s220/PB186815ed.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v2sdisydvPY/SrH63-2ztEI/AAAAAAAAAwI/_r-zXQLs3so/s72-c/P1010284.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3295566215842798688.post-3327227832046972718</id><published>2009-09-17T14:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T14:41:01.594+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Done.</title><content type='html'>Trials finally over, despite there's one more paper, the very much despised subject, civics. It's suppose to be on this Friday, but the government had announced Friday off. I was having my dinner with the Shing Jie when the news was announced. Got sms-es from my mom and Michelle. We were like, oh, great! No civics, till after the holidays. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, went for dinner with Shing Jie yesterday night. Planned to go to the new Kuchai Entrepeneurs Park, but it was raining heavilly. So changed our plans and off we went to OUG Plaza. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Loitered&lt;/span&gt; around Parkson and had a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;candlelight&lt;/span&gt; dinner at Nando's. Dinner was okay and we spent an hour plus talking bout craps and how we met each other. We were barely friends two years ago. Back then, I only knew her as Shing Jie, the Chinese girl from the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;twelve&lt;/span&gt; class. I guess it was the Librarians course that brought us closer. Then, the rest is history. We instanly clicked when we met at the course. Maybe we're from the same species. Loud and chatty. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was surfing through youtube yesterday night ans i found interesting videos of flashmob. Flashmob seems so interesting and exhilirating. Would like to try joining one someday. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3295566215842798688-3327227832046972718?l=livelifetodamax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/3327227832046972718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/3327227832046972718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livelifetodamax.blogspot.com/2009/09/done.html' title='Done.'/><author><name>Kar Men</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09070756123437093557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mkZboshVPuQ/TuXp0Iny8RI/AAAAAAAAA3E/JgdtRpyK-ZI/s220/PB186815ed.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3295566215842798688.post-1492349885159388715</id><published>2009-09-12T15:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T15:49:30.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sigh</title><content type='html'>Im done with history. :D&lt;br /&gt;All studies were done at the nick of time. Screwed up both add maths and modern maths paper. I'm sure that I wont be able to retain the results I get last month. Misery and regret overwhelmed me after the papers.  Language papers were so-so. For other subs, well.. speechless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three more days to go. And one more month to SPM. :D&lt;br /&gt;I so wanna get over with SPM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND, RAYA's around the corner. AHH..&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;rendang and lemang&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3295566215842798688-1492349885159388715?l=livelifetodamax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/1492349885159388715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/1492349885159388715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livelifetodamax.blogspot.com/2009/09/sigh.html' title='Sigh'/><author><name>Kar Men</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09070756123437093557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mkZboshVPuQ/TuXp0Iny8RI/AAAAAAAAA3E/JgdtRpyK-ZI/s220/PB186815ed.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3295566215842798688.post-5580069789031470291</id><published>2009-09-06T01:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T01:05:05.862+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lag phase</title><content type='html'>Trials. Sucks.&lt;br /&gt;Screwed up in maths, chem and english papers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm so goin down this term.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3295566215842798688-5580069789031470291?l=livelifetodamax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/5580069789031470291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/5580069789031470291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livelifetodamax.blogspot.com/2009/09/lag-phase.html' title='Lag phase'/><author><name>Kar Men</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09070756123437093557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mkZboshVPuQ/TuXp0Iny8RI/AAAAAAAAA3E/JgdtRpyK-ZI/s220/PB186815ed.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3295566215842798688.post-8993297421436460818</id><published>2009-08-28T19:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T19:15:10.384+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Doom</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Well, the much-hype trials is just a few days shy away. Yet..nothing much had been accomplished in this soon-to-end one week holidays. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Keepin' my fingers cross and praying very hard for stronger will and determination. Its the sec most important exam yet where's the fire baby!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3295566215842798688-8993297421436460818?l=livelifetodamax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/8993297421436460818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/8993297421436460818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livelifetodamax.blogspot.com/2009/08/doom.html' title='Doom'/><author><name>Kar Men</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09070756123437093557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mkZboshVPuQ/TuXp0Iny8RI/AAAAAAAAA3E/JgdtRpyK-ZI/s220/PB186815ed.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3295566215842798688.post-8696060901913492036</id><published>2009-08-16T21:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T21:21:03.459+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Plaese.</title><content type='html'>Woke up early today. Had cheese sausage and more cheese for breakfast. How cheezy..Lol&lt;br /&gt;Couzie came and picked us up and sent dad to Kl Sentral to board a train to KLIA. It had been some time since dad's last trip to KT. Missing him already.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, went to MPH booksales after that. Spent around an hour plus scouting for some good deals..luck wasnt with me today. Not a fruitful day.&lt;br /&gt;Went to Rajah Brooke for lunch. Had &lt;em&gt;kolo mee &lt;/em&gt;and three layer tea. Yummy. After lunch, we walked over to 100 yen to satisfy our sweet craving. Shave ice! Ahh..strawberry sumore! I was practically scooping spoon after spoon of shaved ice into my mouth. Finished within 15 minutes. Two thumbs up! :D&lt;br /&gt;After half day of enjoying myself out under the sun, its time to to pick up a book and memorise. Lol&lt;br /&gt;Bio was my choice today. High 5 Michelle! Finished chapter 3. 3 more to go and trials is like..two weeks away. So dead.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3295566215842798688-8696060901913492036?l=livelifetodamax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/8696060901913492036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/8696060901913492036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livelifetodamax.blogspot.com/2009/08/plaese.html' title='Plaese.'/><author><name>Kar Men</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09070756123437093557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mkZboshVPuQ/TuXp0Iny8RI/AAAAAAAAA3E/JgdtRpyK-ZI/s220/PB186815ed.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3295566215842798688.post-1336420787540806997</id><published>2009-08-09T00:52:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T01:09:20.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trials.</title><content type='html'>Spm trial examination is like weeks away. Yes, WEEKS away. I've yet started to take my revisions seriously. I'm scared, but laziness has been proven to be the dominator once again.&lt;br /&gt;Paid my grandparents a visit today. It has since become a weekly affair to visit my grands.&lt;br /&gt;Cuz sis' was home. Went boutique-hopping with her in PJ in the afternoon. Enjoyed spending time with her. :D It has been some time since we last talked, I mean really talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attended my very first counselling session on Monday. It was not because of my discliplinary problems k. It was a carreer counselling session. Took a self-discovery-search test and the colour personality test. Before that, I was still pondering whether to pursue law or business. After the session, I guess I'm more into law. So..to do form6, matriculation or A-levels? Sigh*&lt;br /&gt;AHh..I shall worry more on the upcoming SPM trials! *pulls hair*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3295566215842798688-1336420787540806997?l=livelifetodamax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/1336420787540806997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/1336420787540806997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livelifetodamax.blogspot.com/2009/08/trials.html' title='Trials.'/><author><name>Kar Men</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09070756123437093557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mkZboshVPuQ/TuXp0Iny8RI/AAAAAAAAA3E/JgdtRpyK-ZI/s220/PB186815ed.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3295566215842798688.post-3148500722671180280</id><published>2009-07-26T23:19:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T20:36:40.488+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday.</title><content type='html'>Friends suprised me with a yummy cake last Friday after tuition. Early birthday suprise. :)Didnt expect the cake. Really. I was there, lying on Debbie's bed, suddenly they came in with a cute squarish cake. Then came another suprise, they gave a charm with my name on it. I've been longing for one since ages. Thanks alot! Love the cake and the charm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went out shopping with family on Saturday at 1u. Had korean/mongolian barbeque at Barbq plaza. Not bad. Good food with reasonable price. But, its a tad bland for me. If they were to marinate the meat, it would be a lot better. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After a spending a total 8 hours in the mall, we decided to call it a day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As the clock struck 12, received sms-es from friends wishing me Happy Birthday. Thank you for&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;your messages! :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Suddenly, Cing texted me asking me to go down for a drink. Changed and once the door was opened, there she was with Ong, holding a packet of Iced Milo. &lt;em&gt;Sweetest &lt;/em&gt;milo I'd ever tasted. :D Thanks Cing! I really appreciate that you took the trouble to come to my place to deliver the milo. And, no, I wasnt sleeping.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had dim sum with friends at Kam Him today. Yummy. Had dim sum for two days straight! Walked to Mcd for some sweet treat and later adjourned to Debbie's place for some jammin' session. Well, though its nothing special, I had a blast today and I'm really happy that I'd spent my birthday with the company of family and friends. Cant wait for next year! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362796867080138514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v2sdisydvPY/Smx7VljjrxI/AAAAAAAAAuA/X-0zrmgw64c/s320/P1010097.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362796911985016034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v2sdisydvPY/Smx7YM1tvOI/AAAAAAAAAug/vkpg2BeNNl0/s320/P1010156.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362796893026476322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v2sdisydvPY/Smx7XGNpYSI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/hCvut6AvOnQ/s320/P1010132.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362796900635811010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v2sdisydvPY/Smx7Xij2nMI/AAAAAAAAAuY/v58XCMSJlC8/s320/P1010135.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362798628384223346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v2sdisydvPY/Smx88G7LMHI/AAAAAAAAAuo/hS8VUBiFBQ4/s320/P1010159.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362798638468617330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v2sdisydvPY/Smx88sfe1HI/AAAAAAAAAuw/tS_O76B4HBM/s320/P1010160.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362798643291446082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v2sdisydvPY/Smx88-dVW0I/AAAAAAAAAu4/s4Hg9d54DmE/s320/P1010162.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362798645786739602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v2sdisydvPY/Smx89HwQg5I/AAAAAAAAAvA/j2XmJuRHp4Y/s320/P1010168.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362798648652260594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v2sdisydvPY/Smx89Sbc5PI/AAAAAAAAAvI/GcTaqzuiXfo/s320/P1010170.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362800528516748594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v2sdisydvPY/Smx-qteElTI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/b-VbMyT4C0g/s320/P1010173.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362800538791899426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v2sdisydvPY/Smx-rTv28SI/AAAAAAAAAvg/TliCyfp-81A/s320/P1010179.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362800542392887474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v2sdisydvPY/Smx-rhKZqLI/AAAAAAAAAvo/tGj4kMll4mY/s320/P1010181.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362800548846171426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v2sdisydvPY/Smx-r5M-9SI/AAAAAAAAAvw/-Kqf-ehCM3M/s320/P1010200.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Lol. Jammin' session. We're the beatless, tone-less, rhythm-ess, and yet, we're the coolest. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Plus a big thank you to Michelle for the cute bottle and Fish for the Ultra-bank!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3295566215842798688-3148500722671180280?l=livelifetodamax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/3148500722671180280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/3148500722671180280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livelifetodamax.blogspot.com/2009/07/birthday.html' title='Birthday.'/><author><name>Kar Men</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09070756123437093557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mkZboshVPuQ/TuXp0Iny8RI/AAAAAAAAA3E/JgdtRpyK-ZI/s220/PB186815ed.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v2sdisydvPY/Smx7VljjrxI/AAAAAAAAAuA/X-0zrmgw64c/s72-c/P1010097.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3295566215842798688.post-4249276393149508398</id><published>2009-07-24T22:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T22:48:04.179+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:D</title><content type='html'>Thank you for the wonderful early birthday suprise dears. Love the cake and the charm. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3295566215842798688-4249276393149508398?l=livelifetodamax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/4249276393149508398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/4249276393149508398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livelifetodamax.blogspot.com/2009/07/d.html' title=':D'/><author><name>Kar Men</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09070756123437093557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mkZboshVPuQ/TuXp0Iny8RI/AAAAAAAAA3E/JgdtRpyK-ZI/s220/PB186815ed.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3295566215842798688.post-7962209193647443944</id><published>2009-07-21T20:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T20:22:01.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Retiree.</title><content type='html'>I'm officially a retiree now..from the librarian board. Oh my, saying that makes me feel so old! Well, after weeks of meticulous observation, Victor is chosen to lead the board for year 2009/2010. He seems to be a fave among the form 4. Lol . Hopefuly he'll lead the board well and I know he can do it..cause he can. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Missed Bon Odori last saturday. Oh well, there's always next year right? Michelle, will you be my date next year? :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3295566215842798688-7962209193647443944?l=livelifetodamax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/7962209193647443944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/7962209193647443944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livelifetodamax.blogspot.com/2009/07/retiree.html' title='Retiree.'/><author><name>Kar Men</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09070756123437093557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mkZboshVPuQ/TuXp0Iny8RI/AAAAAAAAA3E/JgdtRpyK-ZI/s220/PB186815ed.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3295566215842798688.post-6739076809410589711</id><published>2009-07-16T19:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T19:10:02.552+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Retire.</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow will be the day. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3295566215842798688-6739076809410589711?l=livelifetodamax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/6739076809410589711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/6739076809410589711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livelifetodamax.blogspot.com/2009/07/retire.html' title='Retire.'/><author><name>Kar Men</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09070756123437093557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mkZboshVPuQ/TuXp0Iny8RI/AAAAAAAAA3E/JgdtRpyK-ZI/s220/PB186815ed.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3295566215842798688.post-8491679123258498156</id><published>2009-07-13T20:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T21:06:46.748+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exhibition Day.</title><content type='html'>Woke up around 5.30 in the morning, got ready, and off I went to school.&lt;br /&gt;The sky is still dark when I reached school. Thank God our exhibition site was &lt;em&gt;doing&lt;/em&gt; okay. The papers and pictures were still intact. Around seven, things started to go like whirlwind. Served the judges and teachers. They seemed to enjoy the awareness videoclip very much. All the credit goes to Debbie for doing such a great job. Overall, I feel ( I feel-lah! ) our exhibition site was a success. Hopefully history of winning the Uniformed category will repeat again this year. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After settling everything, went to Carrefour for, yes, bowling. Just a mere seven sixty, we played two sets of game plus shoes. Two games in Carrefour are equivalent to one in MV. Plus, its much more family friendly in Carrefour. Then, all of a sudden received a text message from Cing informing me that tuition had been cancelled. Hoorah!&lt;br /&gt;Went back around four something, took a cold shower and the hay I hit. Once my head reached for the pillow, then I knew, how tired I was. Pheww...One more big thing to go and my job is all done for the year 2009! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3295566215842798688-8491679123258498156?l=livelifetodamax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/8491679123258498156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/8491679123258498156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livelifetodamax.blogspot.com/2009/07/exhibition-day.html' title='Exhibition Day.'/><author><name>Kar Men</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09070756123437093557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mkZboshVPuQ/TuXp0Iny8RI/AAAAAAAAA3E/JgdtRpyK-ZI/s220/PB186815ed.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3295566215842798688.post-3459105895698665499</id><published>2009-07-10T18:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T18:31:01.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>School.</title><content type='html'>Life's has been kinda hectic recently.&lt;br /&gt;After this very week, everyone will be free!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will be &lt;em&gt;retiring&lt;/em&gt; this coming Friday. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3295566215842798688-3459105895698665499?l=livelifetodamax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/3459105895698665499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/3459105895698665499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livelifetodamax.blogspot.com/2009/07/school.html' title='School.'/><author><name>Kar Men</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09070756123437093557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mkZboshVPuQ/TuXp0Iny8RI/AAAAAAAAA3E/JgdtRpyK-ZI/s220/PB186815ed.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3295566215842798688.post-5053344402365053840</id><published>2009-07-09T17:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T17:51:51.275+08:00</updated><title type='text'>5@9</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v2sdisydvPY/SlW9PmsIXPI/AAAAAAAAAtw/hZ2I6_0VKn4/s1600-h/anna%27s_world_578.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356395407608405234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v2sdisydvPY/SlW9PmsIXPI/AAAAAAAAAtw/hZ2I6_0VKn4/s320/anna%27s_world_578.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Emo shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Best class ever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3295566215842798688-5053344402365053840?l=livelifetodamax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/5053344402365053840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/5053344402365053840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livelifetodamax.blogspot.com/2009/07/59.html' title='5@9'/><author><name>Kar Men</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09070756123437093557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mkZboshVPuQ/TuXp0Iny8RI/AAAAAAAAA3E/JgdtRpyK-ZI/s220/PB186815ed.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v2sdisydvPY/SlW9PmsIXPI/AAAAAAAAAtw/hZ2I6_0VKn4/s72-c/anna%27s_world_578.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3295566215842798688.post-5250746020954566147</id><published>2009-07-03T22:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T23:05:16.389+08:00</updated><title type='text'>National Service.</title><content type='html'>For the past few days, everyone was so hyped about the 2010 national service. I remembered talking about it since I was in form 3. Now in year 2009, its finally our turn to be realy..really hype and psyche about this program. After receiving an sms from michelle saying that 2010 ns' list of candidates had been released I quickly conquered the lappie which my dad was apparently using. Unfortunately, the official site was jam thus I'd sms-ed to check whether am I the LUCKY few. After fidgeting around and walking around thinking what would my expression be when the reply arrived for some 15 minutes, THE SMS finally arrived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;MAAF, 92-----, ANDA TIDAK DIPILIH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heaved a sigh of relieve and muttered a thank you prayer. Woo-hoo! Anyway, if I'm chosen I will attend this program though..3 months only &lt;em&gt;mah, &lt;/em&gt;I guess I can survive.&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, a total of 12 classmates of mine were chosen to join this program, well, all I can say is Best of Luck and enjoy your paid holiday! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3295566215842798688-5250746020954566147?l=livelifetodamax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/5250746020954566147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/5250746020954566147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livelifetodamax.blogspot.com/2009/07/national-service.html' title='National Service.'/><author><name>Kar Men</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09070756123437093557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mkZboshVPuQ/TuXp0Iny8RI/AAAAAAAAA3E/JgdtRpyK-ZI/s220/PB186815ed.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3295566215842798688.post-4223059444576882634</id><published>2009-06-30T15:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T16:09:30.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Farewell, sir.</title><content type='html'>Well, I kinda skipped school yesterday. Blame the lethargy which took over me!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Called Debbie around 2 in the afternoon to ask for hws, then I heard the shocking news, Mr. Chin is leaving us as he's transfering to another school and I missed the chance of being in his add maths class for the very last time as it was his last day yesterday. Regret for not going to school..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Though sometimes I did not pay attention in class, you're still the best add maths teacher I ever had. Telling us jokes and teaching us French whenever you're free. You're also a very patient teacher as you'd continued teaching us though we were making tons of noise during A. Maths class. I'll definately miss you sir!! Hopefully we'll still keep in touch thru email or bumping into you at Thurs night market. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Chin, we'll miss you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3295566215842798688-4223059444576882634?l=livelifetodamax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/4223059444576882634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/4223059444576882634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livelifetodamax.blogspot.com/2009/06/farewell-sir.html' title='Farewell, sir.'/><author><name>Kar Men</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09070756123437093557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mkZboshVPuQ/TuXp0Iny8RI/AAAAAAAAA3E/JgdtRpyK-ZI/s220/PB186815ed.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3295566215842798688.post-7988546242620027190</id><published>2009-06-29T19:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T20:17:49.421+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PD</title><content type='html'>Back from PD. It was fun, despite not having any cool activites like flying fox or abseilling. The time spent with friends and other librarians and PAKs was really great.&lt;br /&gt;We stayed in the A-huts. The cheapest accomodation available but it was comfortable, especially at night. It was freezing cold at night.&lt;br /&gt;Reached PD around 4 something. After settling down and everything, had a short session of telematch. Dinner was okay and had campfire at night. Participants were ushered to bed around 11. We AJKs divided into 3 shifts to take turns to patrol at night. Took the first shift. Talked lotsa craps with first shift partners. We patroled like twice in half an hour and spend the rest talking craps. Took our bath around 2 in the morning. It was definately relaxing. Shing Jie was my roommieee. Chatted with her till around 3 then KO-ed.&lt;br /&gt;Second day took all of our energy. Obstacle course. Fuhh.. We're totally worned out. I think I screamed alot and hit all those high decibles. The whole PPS/PAK course ended around 1 something. Everyone went back with the bus.&lt;br /&gt;Except for me, I went back with my parents fearing the same horrible thing will happen to me again. Lol&lt;br /&gt;Before going back, Shing Jie and I went to play go-kart. It was my first time in seventeen years I sat on a go-kart. It was exhilarating? I think I drove kinda fast and the brake was kinda ... and I crashed into Shing Jie twice. Sorry yah!!!&lt;br /&gt;Reached home around 5 and slept straight away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, it was a fun Kursus afterall. ( To me-lah) :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3295566215842798688-7988546242620027190?l=livelifetodamax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/7988546242620027190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/7988546242620027190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livelifetodamax.blogspot.com/2009/06/pd.html' title='PD'/><author><name>Kar Men</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09070756123437093557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mkZboshVPuQ/TuXp0Iny8RI/AAAAAAAAA3E/JgdtRpyK-ZI/s220/PB186815ed.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3295566215842798688.post-8134288501870939161</id><published>2009-06-27T00:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T00:46:21.621+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Music.</title><content type='html'>Heard a shocking news this early morning, Michael Jackson's death. He's really a music legend and truly a king of pop. I still remember I was ( still is! ) a huge fan of him when I was about seven. My fave song is the Earth Song. Not to mention Thriller and Beat it. RIP, MJ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on, I've been listening lots of local songs lately. I'm really into Estrella's Stay and Zee Avi's Bitter Heart and Honey Bee. Their voices are so relaxing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'll be going to PD tomorrow for the librarians board annual &lt;em&gt;Kursus&lt;/em&gt;. Parents will be going to PD too, their very own weekend getaway. Lol. They'll be staying in a different hotel though.&lt;br /&gt;Will be back on Sunday. Hopefully will have tons of fun over there. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3295566215842798688-8134288501870939161?l=livelifetodamax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/8134288501870939161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/8134288501870939161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livelifetodamax.blogspot.com/2009/06/music.html' title='Music.'/><author><name>Kar Men</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09070756123437093557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mkZboshVPuQ/TuXp0Iny8RI/AAAAAAAAA3E/JgdtRpyK-ZI/s220/PB186815ed.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3295566215842798688.post-6095452041996337936</id><published>2009-06-25T00:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T00:23:17.984+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hectic.</title><content type='html'>Busy month and the following month too! Interviews, trips, budgets, exhibition day! Yikes..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3295566215842798688-6095452041996337936?l=livelifetodamax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/6095452041996337936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/6095452041996337936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livelifetodamax.blogspot.com/2009/06/hectic.html' title='Hectic.'/><author><name>Kar Men</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09070756123437093557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mkZboshVPuQ/TuXp0Iny8RI/AAAAAAAAA3E/JgdtRpyK-ZI/s220/PB186815ed.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3295566215842798688.post-9214141103298792817</id><published>2009-06-20T21:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T21:59:53.491+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dinner.</title><content type='html'>Took dad out for fathers day dinner. Being adventurous &lt;em&gt;eaters&lt;/em&gt; we decided to try the newly opened cafe, Pappa Rich. One word, sucks. Waited for more than 45 minutes for the food to arrive and when it finally arrived the food was not even hot! Didnt take any pics of the food as frustations built up more and faster than enthusiasm. The ice-kacang we ordered wasnt even served to us and they have the cheek to bill us for that. They were several frustrated diners too, some even left after waiting for such a long time. Definately no second time. I will not compare this cafe with Old Town Kopitiam as it will only downgrade Old Town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall stay loyal to Old Town Kopitiam.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3295566215842798688-9214141103298792817?l=livelifetodamax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/9214141103298792817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/9214141103298792817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livelifetodamax.blogspot.com/2009/06/dinner.html' title='Dinner.'/><author><name>Kar Men</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09070756123437093557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mkZboshVPuQ/TuXp0Iny8RI/AAAAAAAAA3E/JgdtRpyK-ZI/s220/PB186815ed.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3295566215842798688.post-2710965664423789723</id><published>2009-06-20T00:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T01:19:00.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday</title><content type='html'>Almost all of the mid year papers were distributed back to us except Physics. Teacher promised to return the papers on Monday. *Keepin' my fingers cross that I'll score better in this term compared to the previous one, A1 PLEASE!!!!!* Physics is the only sub that I haven get an A1 for before, well, except for Bahasa paper of course.&lt;br /&gt;Screwed Paper 3. Everyone scored in paper 3, except for me again. All because I misinterpret and memorised the wrong experiment. Darn u-tube.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kursus Tahunan PPS next week. Wondering whether is 27 of June an auspicious date as a total of 2 clubs, one uni-body and school board organised major activities on that very particular day. I finally achieved the quota given. YAY! Thank God! Hopefully it will be a fun one! :) Will be roomies with Shing Jie. So either she'll eat me up or I will! Lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the past few weeks, I'd been &lt;s&gt;begging&lt;/s&gt;asking people to join an annual activity organised by the lib. board. So as usual-lah, no suprises or miracles. Getting tired of their lackadaisical attitude. Hmm... Some I understand as they really cant attend this activity, but I know that theres a ton of them who just dont want to attend this activity. What to do? -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;AHH..SPM..just five more months to the HORROR!&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3295566215842798688-2710965664423789723?l=livelifetodamax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/2710965664423789723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/2710965664423789723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livelifetodamax.blogspot.com/2009/06/friday.html' title='Friday'/><author><name>Kar Men</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09070756123437093557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mkZboshVPuQ/TuXp0Iny8RI/AAAAAAAAA3E/JgdtRpyK-ZI/s220/PB186815ed.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3295566215842798688.post-3996644209793217614</id><published>2009-06-20T00:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T00:55:57.209+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cookies</title><content type='html'>Just finished baking a total of 80 &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;double chocolate chip cookies&lt;/span&gt;. Its pretty darn good. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3295566215842798688-3996644209793217614?l=livelifetodamax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/3996644209793217614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/3996644209793217614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livelifetodamax.blogspot.com/2009/06/cookies.html' title='cookies'/><author><name>Kar Men</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09070756123437093557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mkZboshVPuQ/TuXp0Iny8RI/AAAAAAAAA3E/JgdtRpyK-ZI/s220/PB186815ed.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3295566215842798688.post-7915489740142566800</id><published>2009-06-15T20:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T20:32:56.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yellow.</title><content type='html'>The internet connection is finally fixed this late afternoon. My dad, sis and I had been complaning day and night since last Thursday as the reuter had apparently &lt;em&gt;spoiled.&lt;/em&gt; Miraculously, it &lt;em&gt;healed&lt;/em&gt; late today. Thank god! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Date back to last wednesday, my family and I headed to IOI mall to watch Night in The Museuem 2. The show was really funny and it seems that my family enjoyed the whole movie as well, though the movie seems to be losing touch with reality as some of the scenes were totally OTT. Speaking of cinemas outings, some people can be so uncivilised and annoying.I'm sure that some of you too had experienced teribble encounters with other &lt;em&gt;non-civic-minded &lt;/em&gt;movie-goers before. There was this boy who kept complaining loudly to his parents in mandarin in the cinema. He even had the cheeks to whine and yelled to his mom in the cinema. People who felt too comfortable and at home eh? Well, I dont blame him but his parents. When he was talking loudly, his parents just ignored him and didnt even bother to realise that his son was disturbing other movie goers. His parents should really teach him some manners and how to behave in the public. People nowadays...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Sunway with the grands last Thursday. Took them to Canton-i for some chinese fare. The food was satisfying. My fave of all is the wonton mee. Two thumbs up! :D&lt;br /&gt;Definately will be going back there again. However, personally, I prefer Dragon-i. Their &lt;em&gt;xiao long bao&lt;/em&gt; are simply  irresistable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School re-opened today. No assembly as it was drizzling  early in the morning. Took back test papers today. Ok-lah.. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signing off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3295566215842798688-7915489740142566800?l=livelifetodamax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/7915489740142566800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/7915489740142566800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livelifetodamax.blogspot.com/2009/06/yellow.html' title='Yellow.'/><author><name>Kar Men</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09070756123437093557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mkZboshVPuQ/TuXp0Iny8RI/AAAAAAAAA3E/JgdtRpyK-ZI/s220/PB186815ed.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3295566215842798688.post-3521436128174402641</id><published>2009-06-06T21:57:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T22:42:33.102+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pangkor :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Pangkor trip was super fun! Plus, tiring and hot too. Well, thats why I'm currently suffering from the post-trip &lt;em&gt;aches.&lt;/em&gt; Headache, bodyache, muscleache .... It has been 2 days..yet condition isnt improving. Hopefully I will be okay tomorrow and as energetic as I was before! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the first day, reached school about seven in the morning and I realised that I'd forgotten to bring batteries for my cam. Frantically called Chung Hoong to bring some but sadly, he brought none to school. Luckily, Cing has one! IF NOT..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Spent like several hours in the UN-air-conditioned bus. Complained from beginning of the trip till we reached Lumut. I guess everyone was keeping their fingers crossed and praying that the driver would bring the bus back to KL to be repaired. Well, our prayers were answered. Our trip back to KL was far more comfortable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Back to the jetty, everyone was really anxious and excited about the Pangkor trip. Everyone was practically&lt;em&gt; hyperventilating&lt;/em&gt;! ( AHh, I guess I exaggerated the whole thing again! ) :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When we reached Pangkor, we &lt;em&gt;rented &lt;/em&gt;3 vans and reached the resort around 4 something I guess. The resort we stayed in was Pangkor Bayview Resort. Our first impression of the room was..bad. As in really bad. Flies and humidity filled the room. Some weird &lt;em&gt;stench &lt;/em&gt;filled the air.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Borrowed Ridsect from housekeeping to kill the mosquitoes, flies and keep em away and yes, it really worked! Thank God. Condition of the room improved later, and we found star movies in the tv set. So, its not that bad actually. We even felt kinda reluctant to leave the room on the third day. Had bbq on the first night. Didnt really enjoyed bbq. I..just dont really like the idea of bbq. Dunno why. Its because of the heat I guess. Enjoyed the scenery of sunset though. Cing and Esther ate like 5 chicken wings. Me, &lt;em&gt;non..&lt;/em&gt; Had lotsa balls though! Hah! As in fishballs, sotong balls and crab balls. Packed up everything and used the ol-tradition to decide who to conquer the bathroom first. &lt;em&gt;lat-tali-lat-tam-pom? &lt;/em&gt;Cing was the first and Debbie was the last. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Crashed into others room for snacks, even though we had plenty in our room. Saving em' for later! :P Ate like a year of supply of junk food during the trip of three days! Amazing huh.. Well, that might explain of all the heatiness and aches I'm suffering from now.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went snorkelling the next day. The salt water really hurts my eyes and skin. AHH! The fishes were the norm though. No NEMO! &gt;:( LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Screamed when the fishes tried to peck the piece of miserable bread in my hand. Well, typical me! HAH! Our &lt;em&gt;boatman&lt;/em&gt; was the best though. He brought us along the island and stopped for us to snap pics. Had a short tour around pangkor island. Was freaking hot in the afternoon. Went to the snacks-factory, temple and the dutch fort, cing.. Had beach soccer later in the evening&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had a short game in the conference room after dinner. Mr. Rajan gave us a short briefing about the game which we will be playing till the end of the trip. I am in group MAMBO. AND we were the overall champion! First in beach soccer and explorace too! :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Packed and waved bye-bye to Pangkor about 1 in the afternoonno the third day. Had an hour in Lumut for some quick shopping. We'd really mastered the art of bargaining in Pangkor. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Reached Kl about 8 at night. Ahh..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whats left now is memories..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Memories... to be reminisced&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344219872601681170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v2sdisydvPY/Sip7qMQBrRI/AAAAAAAAApY/pGO3XpaNiyA/s320/Pulau+Pangkor+024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344219861617351602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v2sdisydvPY/Sip7pjVKG7I/AAAAAAAAApI/VDddlTauQh4/s320/Pulau+Pangkor+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344219865540857906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v2sdisydvPY/Sip7px8mEDI/AAAAAAAAApQ/E--CIOyljvc/s320/Pulau+Pangkor+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344219876018335554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v2sdisydvPY/Sip7qY-nr0I/AAAAAAAAApg/PAyfvCq7GTA/s320/Pulau+Pangkor+040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344219880872534930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v2sdisydvPY/Sip7qrD845I/AAAAAAAAApo/UyyGnUHROnc/s320/Pulau+Pangkor+048.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344222796550805874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v2sdisydvPY/Sip-UYz0mXI/AAAAAAAAAqA/VSfQK7Y4y6g/s320/Pulau+Pangkor+057.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344222791171251074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v2sdisydvPY/Sip-UExPG4I/AAAAAAAAAp4/3Vqj6HeCoNk/s320/Pulau+Pangkor+056.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344222793315730018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v2sdisydvPY/Sip-UMwhQmI/AAAAAAAAApw/1hBEprUBV-4/s320/Pulau+Pangkor+051.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344222806204855474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v2sdisydvPY/Sip-U8xhtLI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/-HWJ_RgqovU/s320/Pulau+Pangkor+060.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344222799236804354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v2sdisydvPY/Sip-Ui0NrwI/AAAAAAAAAqI/uKByteQPEJ0/s320/Pulau+Pangkor+059.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344585515084990194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v2sdisydvPY/SivINYpWxvI/AAAAAAAAAro/MrcqxEEULs8/s320/Pulau+Pangkor+066.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344585524460941698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v2sdisydvPY/SivIN7kwcYI/AAAAAAAAAr4/QtLXqx-DJzE/s320/Pulau+Pangkor+073.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344585518066776626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v2sdisydvPY/SivINjwROjI/AAAAAAAAArw/wlkBF7dak5E/s320/Pulau+Pangkor+072.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344585532631240754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v2sdisydvPY/SivIOaAtUDI/AAAAAAAAAsI/Pwm1mPSlTI4/s320/Pulau+Pangkor+118.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344588573680483826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v2sdisydvPY/SivK_azWPfI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/j7SBPo0inIA/s320/Pulau+Pangkor+119.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344588576088837090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v2sdisydvPY/SivK_jxiy-I/AAAAAAAAAsY/eH5948STYyY/s320/Pulau+Pangkor+124.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344588588437074514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v2sdisydvPY/SivLARxl8lI/AAAAAAAAAso/se2CHMFBXY4/s320/Pulau+Pangkor+137.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Looks like a whale? :D&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344588581306627794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v2sdisydvPY/SivK_3Nj9tI/AAAAAAAAAsg/OQwJc4mPnJ4/s320/Pulau+Pangkor+129.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Looks like a turtle or crocodilee?&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344590660295359618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v2sdisydvPY/SivM44DGfII/AAAAAAAAAtA/5YsrlBuDBIU/s320/Pulau+Pangkor+147.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344588591613709090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v2sdisydvPY/SivLAdm9iyI/AAAAAAAAAsw/02cEN6tiIe0/s320/Pulau+Pangkor+143.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344590657530845394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v2sdisydvPY/SivM4tv_WNI/AAAAAAAAAs4/F_3-aPwiQNY/s320/Pulau+Pangkor+146.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344590667947371682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v2sdisydvPY/SivM5Uje7KI/AAAAAAAAAtI/0biXMr9-E24/s320/Pulau+Pangkor+160.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344590671714146258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v2sdisydvPY/SivM5iljV9I/AAAAAAAAAtQ/FGdfC62yYtc/s320/Pulau+Pangkor+168.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344590672891350242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v2sdisydvPY/SivM5m-ODOI/AAAAAAAAAtY/Ko6qXw7qLbc/s320/Pulau+Pangkor+174.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, thats it! Adios Pangkor! I'll be back! :D&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344591433902006178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v2sdisydvPY/SivNl59TH6I/AAAAAAAAAtg/8aq-klDq8ps/s320/Pulau+Pangkor+191.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3295566215842798688-3521436128174402641?l=livelifetodamax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/3521436128174402641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/3521436128174402641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livelifetodamax.blogspot.com/2009/06/pangkor-d.html' title='Pangkor :D'/><author><name>Kar Men</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09070756123437093557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mkZboshVPuQ/TuXp0Iny8RI/AAAAAAAAA3E/JgdtRpyK-ZI/s220/PB186815ed.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v2sdisydvPY/Sip7qMQBrRI/AAAAAAAAApY/pGO3XpaNiyA/s72-c/Pulau+Pangkor+024.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3295566215842798688.post-4476361604024579675</id><published>2009-06-05T22:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T22:24:16.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WHee</title><content type='html'>Back from Pangkor.&lt;br /&gt;Currently suffering from bodyache, muscleache and sunburns.&lt;br /&gt;Well, who wouldnt after 5 days of strenous activites?&lt;br /&gt;But, NO REGRETS! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3295566215842798688-4476361604024579675?l=livelifetodamax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/4476361604024579675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/4476361604024579675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livelifetodamax.blogspot.com/2009/06/whee.html' title='WHee'/><author><name>Kar Men</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09070756123437093557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mkZboshVPuQ/TuXp0Iny8RI/AAAAAAAAA3E/JgdtRpyK-ZI/s220/PB186815ed.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3295566215842798688.post-2253238430301292783</id><published>2009-05-31T23:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T23:38:25.544+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heree I comee!</title><content type='html'>Finally two days of kursus is over. Although my knees and elbows are covered in red dots and some minor cuts, i enjoyed myself. The field game really kills me AND my knees and elbows. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'LL BE GOING TO PANGKOR TOMORROW. DONT MISS ME YAH! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3295566215842798688-2253238430301292783?l=livelifetodamax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/2253238430301292783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/2253238430301292783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livelifetodamax.blogspot.com/2009/05/heree-i-comee.html' title='Heree I comee!'/><author><name>Kar Men</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09070756123437093557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mkZboshVPuQ/TuXp0Iny8RI/AAAAAAAAA3E/JgdtRpyK-ZI/s220/PB186815ed.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3295566215842798688.post-8486254617873475639</id><published>2009-05-29T19:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T19:45:36.272+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Here I come.</title><content type='html'>Its the mid hols!&lt;br /&gt;School's out, scream &amp;amp; shout! So HSM-ish..haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kursus tahunan tomorrow. Hopefully it will be fun!  My last year attending high school's club activities. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3295566215842798688-8486254617873475639?l=livelifetodamax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/8486254617873475639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/8486254617873475639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livelifetodamax.blogspot.com/2009/05/here-i-come.html' title='Here I come.'/><author><name>Kar Men</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09070756123437093557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mkZboshVPuQ/TuXp0Iny8RI/AAAAAAAAA3E/JgdtRpyK-ZI/s220/PB186815ed.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3295566215842798688.post-8600420257375158675</id><published>2009-05-28T17:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T17:59:28.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yay!</title><content type='html'>Finally, its the mid-hols! Two weeks break aint enough for a busy person like me. Lol&lt;br /&gt;Was in a bad mood this morning. Just gave up hope on them. Well, at least I achieved the quota, others, totally none of my business now. :)&lt;br /&gt;Went to Carrefour after recess. It was well..kinda weird for the three of us in our uniforms strolling around the empty hypermarket pushing a trolley full with groceries. Haha..a total new experience. Bought teacher's brooch too, hopefully she likes it. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY HOLIDAYS! WHEEEE! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3295566215842798688-8600420257375158675?l=livelifetodamax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/8600420257375158675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/8600420257375158675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livelifetodamax.blogspot.com/2009/05/yay.html' title='Yay!'/><author><name>Kar Men</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09070756123437093557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mkZboshVPuQ/TuXp0Iny8RI/AAAAAAAAA3E/JgdtRpyK-ZI/s220/PB186815ed.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3295566215842798688.post-1558181562426041465</id><published>2009-05-27T17:52:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T18:36:34.297+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Memories</title><content type='html'>Time passes really fast. This post will be full with pictures. Dating back to year 2004 when we were in standard six!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our first picture together. First outing to Mid Valley. (pics are in order, back to year 2004. )&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340440894409377538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 282px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 204px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v2sdisydvPY/Sh0Ostc9hwI/AAAAAAAAAmY/6oHbb1M43PM/s320/midvalley+bright.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Taken when we were in Sunway. First ice-skating trip.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340440907183305490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 284px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 208px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v2sdisydvPY/Sh0OtdCgMxI/AAAAAAAAAmo/fTZN4ZJjQJA/s320/HOW+DID+THAT+MAN+GOT+IN+THIS+PIC!!!.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340440895141971842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 285px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 219px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v2sdisydvPY/Sh0OswLoB4I/AAAAAAAAAmg/3zkQZC3yLPM/s320/all+of+us+infront+of+black+balls%5E.%5E.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Taken when we were in form 3. History project.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340446007369904994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 290px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 215px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v2sdisydvPY/Sh0TWUtvs2I/AAAAAAAAAno/L2jmierGPtk/s320/P1010762.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340440912178380210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 288px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 210px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v2sdisydvPY/Sh0Otvpa_bI/AAAAAAAAAmw/b1sjfIycKOI/s320/P1010430.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340442719242008946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 289px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 223px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v2sdisydvPY/Sh0QW7e9uXI/AAAAAAAAAnY/X1MBJB3RtVs/s320/P1010461.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340440918797664594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 210px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v2sdisydvPY/Sh0OuITlQVI/AAAAAAAAAm4/A0mNz9F3iJs/s320/P1010437(1).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Taken when we were working part-time.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340442727391111602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 288px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 222px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v2sdisydvPY/Sh0QXZ13KbI/AAAAAAAAAng/7I0p3wd5yoA/s320/frens+n+me+051.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340442719901557762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 289px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 216px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v2sdisydvPY/Sh0QW98NpAI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/FDf9b00Ko1M/s320/P1011584.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340442709980199010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 290px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v2sdisydvPY/Sh0QWY-xuGI/AAAAAAAAAnA/r0qinmZXyaE/s320/P1010142.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Taken during year 2008's CNY.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340446017427650514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 292px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 230px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v2sdisydvPY/Sh0TW6Lst9I/AAAAAAAAAnw/dNWeB7nFGDs/s320/P2090061.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Bon Odori 2008.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340446027550310402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 289px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 222px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v2sdisydvPY/Sh0TXf5IQAI/AAAAAAAAAoA/5jG_x_RmhO8/s320/P7120051.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340446022649127538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 290px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 224px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v2sdisydvPY/Sh0TXNomInI/AAAAAAAAAn4/WXnw2qakJwA/s320/P5010207.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340446029296022754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 301px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 228px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v2sdisydvPY/Sh0TXmZVtOI/AAAAAAAAAoI/lOwO2i0wWfI/s320/PB180188.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Ahh..may our coming memories fill with happines and joy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Do not have lots of pics with Michelle, will take more pics with her before all of us look like adults! *gulps*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3295566215842798688-1558181562426041465?l=livelifetodamax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/1558181562426041465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/1558181562426041465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livelifetodamax.blogspot.com/2009/05/memories.html' title='Memories'/><author><name>Kar Men</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09070756123437093557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mkZboshVPuQ/TuXp0Iny8RI/AAAAAAAAA3E/JgdtRpyK-ZI/s220/PB186815ed.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v2sdisydvPY/Sh0Ostc9hwI/AAAAAAAAAmY/6oHbb1M43PM/s72-c/midvalley+bright.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3295566215842798688.post-8817049551342498493</id><published>2009-05-27T02:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T03:02:20.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hooray</title><content type='html'>Here I am, at 2.30 in the morning, still writing and typing my freakin' additional maths project. I even managed to finish up modern maths' holiday homework. I feel lighter right after the midterms, and now..I feel even lighter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About 90 percent of my add maths project is done. Hopefully I can get everything done by tomorrow. Planning for an early swim tomorrow, probably bout seven in the morning, crazy eh?.. wonder can I accomplish such chilly mission early in the morning tomorrow since its 15 minutes away to three in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;Dad's gonna be back tomorrow morning. Early morning flight. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, two weeks back, I went to a warehouse sale, selling books of course, near Dataran Hamodal. That was my best trip ever to a warehouse book sale. Spent bout 200 + on 20 fictional books, 8 ringgit each, 3 Meg Cabot's Princess Diaries which is like rm 5 each! and a 5 ringgit recipe book. Such a steal! All fictional books were going only for rm 8, its kinda like the lowest price of all warehouse book sale I'd ever been to. I'd gotten myself 8 books which the cost of the books only total up to about 55 ringgit. :)&lt;br /&gt;This book sale helped to complete my almost complete collection of Princess Diaries. I already have 8 of them, I'm lack of from the ninth to thirteenth books.. Well, you might be thinking that I'm too old for the Princess Mia series, but who can resist Princess Amelia Thermopolis? Lol&lt;br /&gt;I just love the whole collection, even though..i'm err..sixteeen and a half now. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3295566215842798688-8817049551342498493?l=livelifetodamax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/8817049551342498493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/8817049551342498493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livelifetodamax.blogspot.com/2009/05/hooray.html' title='Hooray'/><author><name>Kar Men</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09070756123437093557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mkZboshVPuQ/TuXp0Iny8RI/AAAAAAAAA3E/JgdtRpyK-ZI/s220/PB186815ed.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3295566215842798688.post-4609611859432122603</id><published>2009-05-26T16:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T16:45:29.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ahh</title><content type='html'>I can finally heave a sigh of relief as the mid-term's finally over! * shout-out-loud*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning, I was practically running up and down in block G to ask the &lt;em&gt;librarians&lt;/em&gt; about the pps &lt;em&gt;kursus&lt;/em&gt;. Nevertheless, it was a major dissapointment. At that time, I felt like I was gonna reach the breaking point where I would just break down and cry. For weeks, we'd been trying to give them the best &lt;em&gt;kursus&lt;/em&gt; by going here and there and rushing the necessary paperworks. Because of them too, we had to delay the whole thing as they were..uncertained with their answers. *sigh* When you control them with rules and stuff, they'll say that the board is too aggresive, demanding and controlling. When we give them freedom and let them loosen up a bit this year, this is what they give me. Well..its proven that, rules cant be loose. I'd experienced once during the cleaning campaign..and now again? I'm just..dissapointed..&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully everything will turn out fine. Soo keeping my fingers cross that they will come up to me on Thursday and pass up their forms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Physics paper 3 was..a major-major letdown. I'd read the same experiment from a different book by using different apparatus and procedure, using a graduated cylinder and bourdon gauge, but guess what they asked to use..A bloody u-tube. U-TUBE?? I knew that I shouldnt be lazy and read up the other set-up as well. Well, I shall pay price for being lazy and all. Darnit..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh..But..its over. There's no time-machine for me to unwind the time. Eeehh..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3295566215842798688-4609611859432122603?l=livelifetodamax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/4609611859432122603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/4609611859432122603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livelifetodamax.blogspot.com/2009/05/ahh.html' title='Ahh'/><author><name>Kar Men</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09070756123437093557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mkZboshVPuQ/TuXp0Iny8RI/AAAAAAAAA3E/JgdtRpyK-ZI/s220/PB186815ed.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3295566215842798688.post-4794694457503711783</id><published>2009-05-22T18:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T20:05:04.222+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yikes</title><content type='html'>In three more days..&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;three more days..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;mid term will be over. OVER baybeh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall the papers were okay I guess. One more sc paper to go! &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Physics,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; my weakest  science sub of all. And I am all done. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And what the heck? Kris Allen won?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The tittle should soooooo be given to ADAM LAMBERT!!! AHHH &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I expected Adam Lambert to be crowned as AI 09'. Ishhh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Annual &lt;em&gt;kursus&lt;/em&gt; for pps is such a major let down, knowing that all the pps' have no commitment at all in the lpps board. Sometimes I wonder whats the point of them being a pps, not putting in any effort and commitment at all. Hello..its an annual trip..everyone is suppose to go. Pfft..&lt;br /&gt;They can literally give you a thousand of excuses.&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully they'll prove me wrong by this week by sending in their applicant forms.&lt;br /&gt;Targeted 100 participants. Wonder will I achive that target. Le sigh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cant wait for Pangkor trip! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3295566215842798688-4794694457503711783?l=livelifetodamax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/4794694457503711783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/4794694457503711783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livelifetodamax.blogspot.com/2009/05/yikes.html' title='Yikes'/><author><name>Kar Men</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09070756123437093557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mkZboshVPuQ/TuXp0Iny8RI/AAAAAAAAA3E/JgdtRpyK-ZI/s220/PB186815ed.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3295566215842798688.post-3795489640001807642</id><published>2009-05-14T19:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T19:11:37.492+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bee</title><content type='html'>Physically and mentally tired. Finally done with languages, modern maths and additional maths. Coming up science subs. Ahhh.. one more week and three days to go! :)&lt;br /&gt;WISH ME LUCK!&lt;br /&gt;Cant wait for the post-exam trips.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3295566215842798688-3795489640001807642?l=livelifetodamax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/3795489640001807642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/3795489640001807642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livelifetodamax.blogspot.com/2009/05/bee.html' title='Bee'/><author><name>Kar Men</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09070756123437093557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mkZboshVPuQ/TuXp0Iny8RI/AAAAAAAAA3E/JgdtRpyK-ZI/s220/PB186815ed.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3295566215842798688.post-4238407429100207770</id><published>2009-05-05T21:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T21:46:58.502+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Currently struggling with the upcoming mid term and the freaking additional maths project which I practically have 3 weeks to do but in actual fact we only have TWO freaking nights to finish it, Period&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3295566215842798688-4238407429100207770?l=livelifetodamax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/4238407429100207770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/4238407429100207770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livelifetodamax.blogspot.com/2009/05/busy.html' title='Busy'/><author><name>Kar Men</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09070756123437093557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mkZboshVPuQ/TuXp0Iny8RI/AAAAAAAAA3E/JgdtRpyK-ZI/s220/PB186815ed.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3295566215842798688.post-3833204954309392997</id><published>2009-04-25T22:33:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T22:40:22.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PRS :)</title><content type='html'>Kursus asas was okay. Situation kinda get out of hand but oh well, its a bunch of teenagers confined in a low horse power-air-conditioned-room. What do you expect?&lt;br /&gt;My so-called ceramah session was so screwed up. Blah-ed the wrong thing out and..and..I cant stop laughing and passed my session to cing and I took over hers after I calmed down and stop my laughing fit/hysteria. Actually, I dont even know what I am blah-ing about when it was my turn.&lt;br /&gt;Planned to go to the annual camp fire with Shing Jie and watch Cing perform her hot latin moves in front of 30o ++ peeps ( who mostly are guys. :P). But plan failed. Failing to plan is planning to fail. Tak-de transport. Ishh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cant believe I'll be sitting for my mid-term in two weeks time. AHH!&lt;br /&gt;And I dunno why "sip-sip ahhh" keeps on playing in my mind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3295566215842798688-3833204954309392997?l=livelifetodamax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/3833204954309392997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/3833204954309392997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livelifetodamax.blogspot.com/2009/04/prs.html' title='PRS :)'/><author><name>Kar Men</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09070756123437093557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mkZboshVPuQ/TuXp0Iny8RI/AAAAAAAAA3E/JgdtRpyK-ZI/s220/PB186815ed.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3295566215842798688.post-6305253602001053538</id><published>2009-04-23T18:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T18:49:38.551+08:00</updated><title type='text'>le sigh</title><content type='html'>Finally, &lt;em&gt;pelantikan&lt;/em&gt; is over. Had history of forgetting lines of &lt;em&gt;ikrar&lt;/em&gt; when I was in Std. 6. Darn embarassing as I'd completely forgotten and my mind just went blank. Imagine a bespectacled girl leading a bunch of blue uniform-ed students in the swearing in ceremony gawking in front of the students thinking what to say. Okay..close chapter.&lt;br /&gt;Luckilly, everything went on smoothly. Thank God! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prs hunt last saturday. It was fun. Kinda.. My station was kinda lame I guess..finishing two breads with a generous spread of yellow mustard whihc looks like some kind of shit. Lol&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly out of no where, a crazy man appeared and seemed to be interested with my...bread. YES..the loaf of bread which I was protecting and holding. He was like coming nearer and nearer and his smile was..hell..sickening. Ok..maybe I kinda exaggerate the whole sotry, but hey. its still scary kay! Theres not even a single soul when this sicko person came. Debbie and I was like..ekk! quickly pack our stuff!&lt;br /&gt;I told Debbie that he's so not gonna lay his hands on my bread! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway..it was fun..sitting under the big tree waiting for the rest of the group to come. Chatted lotsa stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exams in three weeks time. WTH! It seems like I'd just completed my first term last week. Ish..exams are killin' me! Gonna be kinda busy during the hols. Luckilly its not as pack as I thought it would be. First week, PRS' annual course, Pangkor trip then librarians' annual trip, sec week. Listen up librarians, we might be going to P.D!&lt;br /&gt;Woohoo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3295566215842798688-6305253602001053538?l=livelifetodamax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/6305253602001053538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/6305253602001053538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livelifetodamax.blogspot.com/2009/04/le-sigh.html' title='le sigh'/><author><name>Kar Men</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09070756123437093557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mkZboshVPuQ/TuXp0Iny8RI/AAAAAAAAA3E/JgdtRpyK-ZI/s220/PB186815ed.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3295566215842798688.post-2313626116844610352</id><published>2009-04-17T21:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T21:44:02.717+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy week.</title><content type='html'>For the past few days, I'd been really busy.&lt;br /&gt;Annual fees for club.&lt;br /&gt;Annual trip for lib. board.&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least, the M. perlantikan of the commitee of lib.board.&lt;br /&gt;Last minute work. That explains the rush for the past few days.&lt;br /&gt;Skipped assembly and recess for the past few days.&lt;br /&gt;I guess I will have to eat something during recess to balance back my diet if not..I'll either suffer from gastric, bloated-ness which will lead to vomitting.&lt;br /&gt;It had happened to me once last year.&lt;br /&gt;I'd skipped recess for a few days and on the fourth day I vomitted and ended up not going to school for like two days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on...PRS race is tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully everything goes well..including my very own m.pelantikan! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3295566215842798688-2313626116844610352?l=livelifetodamax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/2313626116844610352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/2313626116844610352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livelifetodamax.blogspot.com/2009/04/busy-week.html' title='Busy week.'/><author><name>Kar Men</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09070756123437093557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mkZboshVPuQ/TuXp0Iny8RI/AAAAAAAAA3E/JgdtRpyK-ZI/s220/PB186815ed.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3295566215842798688.post-7998729083056837933</id><published>2009-04-06T22:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T23:03:43.625+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Carrefour.</title><content type='html'>After finishing my curry chee cheung fun, went to Pasar Road with dad and sis to hunt for small fishes for the fountain bowl. After an agonising and smelly journey, we'd finally achieve our mission by getting six new fishes for the fountain bow. Dad said I can choose a fighting fish for the glass vase on the dining table, but none of them looked nice with &lt;em&gt;rotten &lt;/em&gt;tails. Well, perhaps another trip to Pasar Road next time.&lt;br /&gt;Then, went to Carrefour with Cing and met up with Shing Jie and Jonathan. Had our lunch in Esquire Kitchen. Yummy. Love the &lt;em&gt;zha zha mien&lt;/em&gt; ( thats what I'd heard from the waitress). Jonathan was forced to finish 3 bowls of &lt;em&gt;guilingao &lt;/em&gt;but he gave up after the first bowl.&lt;br /&gt;Went to the bowling alley for some action! Was kinda shock with the price. Cheap and reasonable. 2.80 per game. Went mad and high during the game. AND YES, I still believe the lane is cursed!!&lt;br /&gt;We used our nicknames "&lt;em&gt;nama glamour". Lol&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cing-Tong YuenGirl then Bao Zou Por&lt;br /&gt;Shing Jie-Cicaklady and Bunnygirl&lt;br /&gt;Jonathan-88 Gong and piggy boy&lt;br /&gt;Me- what else..Ultra- Go figure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate the legendary Tong yuen, well..to me..its not that nice.&lt;br /&gt;Went to Kfc to laze around and chatted.&lt;br /&gt;Purposely bought the set meal c to have a seat in KFC. Pathetic? Lol&lt;br /&gt;Had a fun day out though. Although its just in Endah Parade. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3295566215842798688-7998729083056837933?l=livelifetodamax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/7998729083056837933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/7998729083056837933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livelifetodamax.blogspot.com/2009/04/carrefour.html' title='Carrefour.'/><author><name>Kar Men</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09070756123437093557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mkZboshVPuQ/TuXp0Iny8RI/AAAAAAAAA3E/JgdtRpyK-ZI/s220/PB186815ed.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3295566215842798688.post-5355663737042920625</id><published>2009-04-03T18:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T19:03:27.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday</title><content type='html'>Hmmph...Last year in Sentosa already and yet Im not going for sports day this Sunday. Its so insensitive of the school to have it during Cheng Beng ( All souls day ). I so wanna go this Sunday. Ishhh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3295566215842798688-5355663737042920625?l=livelifetodamax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/5355663737042920625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/5355663737042920625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livelifetodamax.blogspot.com/2009/04/friday.html' title='Friday'/><author><name>Kar Men</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09070756123437093557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mkZboshVPuQ/TuXp0Iny8RI/AAAAAAAAA3E/JgdtRpyK-ZI/s220/PB186815ed.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3295566215842798688.post-6856006347476629618</id><published>2009-03-30T01:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T11:20:51.404+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ku lari.</title><content type='html'>After days of pondering, whether should I or not to &lt;em&gt;participate&lt;/em&gt; in the school annual marathon, I did afterall. Well, it's a compulsory event for all students but what the heck, everyone seems to be skipping it every year, ( I even skipped last year. =X). But, at the last minute, oh well, running around Happy Garden did not seem like a bad idea after all. And yes, it was a great, sweaty and historic moment. Now, I can tell anyone that I ran, no, jog, no...wait...half-jogged-half-walked from school to Jalan Riang and back. It was a great experience after all and I am freakin' proud of myself as I'd unbelievebly completed a bloody 4.5 km cross-country and I even finished at the twentieth position!&lt;br /&gt;Back home, once I finished showering, the hay, I hit.&lt;br /&gt;My day was not over yet as there was a party. Edward's birthday party! It was fun. As usual-lah, the water war. 28th was also a very special day as Earth Hour falls on that day too. We, being good Malaysians off the lights and computer though we were mid-way partying.&lt;br /&gt;The highlight of the party was when Edward unwraped his presents and guess what..his closet now has an additional of red and white stripe bikini top and a gold metallic bikini set! Lucky boy! ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND, I'd finally done my report which dateline is due on Tuesday. Mammamia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh...thank God monday is a holiday as my legs are aching now!&lt;br /&gt;COUNTER PAIN PLEASE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3295566215842798688-6856006347476629618?l=livelifetodamax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/6856006347476629618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/6856006347476629618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livelifetodamax.blogspot.com/2009/03/ku-lari.html' title='Ku lari.'/><author><name>Kar Men</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09070756123437093557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mkZboshVPuQ/TuXp0Iny8RI/AAAAAAAAA3E/JgdtRpyK-ZI/s220/PB186815ed.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3295566215842798688.post-5171841517480924859</id><published>2009-03-25T20:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T20:20:02.841+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Result.</title><content type='html'>Gotten back half of the first term results. Quite satisfied and happy with the results-lah, but deep down, I know I can do better. But, ( theres always a but..), considering the time I started off studying seriously which was 2 weeks before the freakin' first term, it was so-so lah.&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Modern maths is a major let-down. My marks for this term is far behind the marks I'd gotten last year. Not to mention Biology too..13 pink-ish marks on the OMR paper just freaked me out!&lt;br /&gt;I really gotta brush up and study harder for the next term. Ishh..cant believe SPM is just merely a few more months away. AHH!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3295566215842798688-5171841517480924859?l=livelifetodamax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/5171841517480924859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/5171841517480924859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livelifetodamax.blogspot.com/2009/03/result.html' title='Result.'/><author><name>Kar Men</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09070756123437093557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mkZboshVPuQ/TuXp0Iny8RI/AAAAAAAAA3E/JgdtRpyK-ZI/s220/PB186815ed.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3295566215842798688.post-7711599778061383300</id><published>2009-03-18T23:38:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T11:29:50.681+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cookin' up a storm.</title><content type='html'>Made melted chocolate with strawberries last night for dessert. Since I do not have a melting pot, I opted for a &lt;em&gt;traditional&lt;/em&gt; method instead, the double boiling method. It was kinda troublesome but its worth it. Heck, its choco and strawberries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314553938020149458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 278px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 227px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v2sdisydvPY/ScEWph9YKNI/AAAAAAAAAlg/mq0gft7X0Vw/s320/P2280091.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314553926597118002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 205px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v2sdisydvPY/ScEWo3Z6iDI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/WshpCA7HEG4/s320/P2280071.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314553936026786738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 215px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v2sdisydvPY/ScEWpaiH27I/AAAAAAAAAlY/xHGUY8_TriQ/s320/P2280073.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314553950319389074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 210px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v2sdisydvPY/ScEWqPxvqZI/AAAAAAAAAlw/-dm2zBHYL00/s320/P2280106.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314553944875086546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 272px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v2sdisydvPY/ScEWp7fuMtI/AAAAAAAAAlo/VzDv3a2uH2Y/s320/P2280099.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yum.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then, I tried my hands on making pork ribs curry during the short exam break last week. Nevertheless, it was finger lickin' good. Heh..It was really simple and hassle-free. Just marinate the ribs with some of the curry paste. And boil the rest. Voila!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314553190497063106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 208px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v2sdisydvPY/ScEV-BN_EMI/AAAAAAAAAko/0F4OqgYAWqI/s320/P2180007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314553201354313586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 175px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v2sdisydvPY/ScEV-pqjj3I/AAAAAAAAAk4/w525L3w8o74/s320/P2180016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314553200936807394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 245px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 194px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v2sdisydvPY/ScEV-oHA6-I/AAAAAAAAAlA/DDEqa4TYxFA/s320/P2180035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314553202664618066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 253px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 183px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v2sdisydvPY/ScEV-ui9OFI/AAAAAAAAAlI/vcXD60ZVMf0/s320/P2180036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3295566215842798688-7711599778061383300?l=livelifetodamax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/7711599778061383300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/7711599778061383300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livelifetodamax.blogspot.com/2009/03/cookin-up-storm.html' title='Cookin&apos; up a storm.'/><author><name>Kar Men</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09070756123437093557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mkZboshVPuQ/TuXp0Iny8RI/AAAAAAAAA3E/JgdtRpyK-ZI/s220/PB186815ed.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v2sdisydvPY/ScEWph9YKNI/AAAAAAAAAlg/mq0gft7X0Vw/s72-c/P2280091.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3295566215842798688.post-3672302932608039151</id><published>2009-03-18T23:34:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T00:49:04.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pics. Life. Friends.</title><content type='html'>Yeah, I know. Its bit tad too late. Pics from our-very-own ultimate prom night. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v2sdisydvPY/ScEXN2nDpjI/AAAAAAAAAmA/RnnqvWexEWw/s1600-h/P2030004.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314554562668279010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v2sdisydvPY/ScEXN49GNOI/AAAAAAAAAmI/LbMtfxhPdQM/s320/P2030005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314554557371482578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 305px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 236px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v2sdisydvPY/ScEXNlOPgdI/AAAAAAAAAl4/bZQNnkOWEgE/s320/P2030003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh..memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, went out with Michelle, Anna, Mei Kheng ( Miche.Y) and Vivian. Destination..where else..Mid Valley. Met up with Cing, Debbie and Esther. They watched Slumdog Millionair. While we, had a full-shopping-talking-girls-eating day. Nevertheless, I had a fun day with them. However, I &lt;em&gt;ditched &lt;/em&gt;( I mean LEFT earlier ) them and adjourned to Sunway Pyramid to get my white shorts back from Kitschen. Lucky them, my shorts is back to white in colour and free from red stains. If not..they are so gonna get it from me. --"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the Gardens' lobby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v2sdisydvPY/ScEVNBeq8eI/AAAAAAAAAkg/ZcL6uIgtwu4/s1600-h/P2280070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314552348753457634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v2sdisydvPY/ScEVNBeq8eI/AAAAAAAAAkg/ZcL6uIgtwu4/s320/P2280070.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Adjusting. Right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314552349499423090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 253px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 202px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v2sdisydvPY/ScEVNEQheXI/AAAAAAAAAkY/DCDvrCgHU18/s320/P2280064.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314552346917151682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 251px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 205px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v2sdisydvPY/ScEVM6o3I8I/AAAAAAAAAkI/GYFykQTFHTo/s320/P2280058.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314552331591713634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 251px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v2sdisydvPY/ScEVMBi_g2I/AAAAAAAAAkA/lIBKR29t54A/s320/P2280057.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ta-dah...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And..I'm so not gonna wear heels to go shopping again. NEVER. Wait..maybe..not never-lah..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But..i reallly need to get more flats..instead of stocking up on heels. Anyway..I got such a steal from Voir Shoez. Rm 14 for a pair of slingbacks. How cool is that? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Psst!&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/3295566215842798688-3672302932608039151?l=livelifetodamax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/3672302932608039151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/3672302932608039151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livelifetodamax.blogspot.com/2009/03/pics-life-friends.html' title='Pics. Life. Friends.'/><author><name>Kar Men</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09070756123437093557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mkZboshVPuQ/TuXp0Iny8RI/AAAAAAAAA3E/JgdtRpyK-ZI/s220/PB186815ed.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v2sdisydvPY/ScEXN49GNOI/AAAAAAAAAmI/LbMtfxhPdQM/s72-c/P2030005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3295566215842798688.post-5787456114976161920</id><published>2009-03-17T20:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T20:34:43.629+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Past.</title><content type='html'>After a long and agonising wait, the hols' finally here.&lt;br /&gt;As usual, wont sleep till the clock strike 3 in the morning and wont wake up till lunch is ready.&lt;br /&gt;Attended Physics tuition yesterday. The first day I used my calculator since Physics paper on last Friday. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visited my grandparents today. Had a good time with them. Supposed to go to Sunway Pyramid to pick up my shorts and tee from kitschen but sis gotta attend tuition class. Keepin' my fingers cross that I will be able to get my white shorts back tomorrow. My first purchase from kitschen had really given me a nightmare. Total nightmare! Hopefully my shorts is really in white and back to tip-top condition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someones birthday is approaching!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3295566215842798688-5787456114976161920?l=livelifetodamax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/5787456114976161920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/5787456114976161920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livelifetodamax.blogspot.com/2009/03/past.html' title='Past.'/><author><name>Kar Men</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09070756123437093557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mkZboshVPuQ/TuXp0Iny8RI/AAAAAAAAA3E/JgdtRpyK-ZI/s220/PB186815ed.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3295566215842798688.post-939651236018558307</id><published>2009-03-13T23:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T23:11:00.511+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Over.</title><content type='html'>Exam's over! School's out, scream and shout! heh&lt;br /&gt;I guess the exam was okay considering the time I spent studying or mugging like 2 weeks before the exam. Lots of careless and stupid mistakes made mostly in paper ones.  Its always..why? why its always after the exam I'll only realise the mistake I did. Its always..like that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the school hols' starting tomorrow. Woohoo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3295566215842798688-939651236018558307?l=livelifetodamax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/939651236018558307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/939651236018558307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livelifetodamax.blogspot.com/2009/03/over.html' title='Over.'/><author><name>Kar Men</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09070756123437093557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mkZboshVPuQ/TuXp0Iny8RI/AAAAAAAAA3E/JgdtRpyK-ZI/s220/PB186815ed.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3295566215842798688.post-8961001793194647085</id><published>2009-03-08T10:07:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T23:03:19.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>5th of march.</title><content type='html'>Well, fifth of march might be an any day, whatever.. to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, for two young women it was a very special day to them as both of them turned seventeen on that very special day. To Ching Ching (Michelle) and Cing-Cing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310634077102457666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 218px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 292px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v2sdisydvPY/SbMpjmHGw0I/AAAAAAAAAh8/0-NTLmFw-L8/s320/Chelle.jpg" border="0" /&gt; michelle, sayangku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312677976798558594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 170px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 219px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v2sdisydvPY/SbpseN0eeYI/AAAAAAAAAis/6g8RX7aR7aw/s320/P02-03-09_16%5B1%5D.24" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312677978367679298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 156px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 220px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v2sdisydvPY/SbpseTqlW0I/AAAAAAAAAi8/N0ZmUDm912Q/s320/P21-02-09_22%5B1%5D.14" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312677973882619218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 179px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 262px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v2sdisydvPY/SbpseC9QxVI/AAAAAAAAAi0/13A2tDATmeE/s320/P07-02-09_21%5B1%5D.11" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;You have been my best-est and closest friend for 4 years and still going on strong. You've been my comfort zone. Happy sweeet and big seventeen. Quick get a driving license and go shopping together!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310635170425491042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 202px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v2sdisydvPY/SbMqjPDoTmI/AAAAAAAAAiE/D8A0rHT2oAg/s320/cc" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312686726278953730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 199px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v2sdisydvPY/Sbp0bgLKOwI/AAAAAAAAAjU/DeaxagXivAg/s320/rrigames+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312686733396515330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 229px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 182px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v2sdisydvPY/Sbp0b6sHmgI/AAAAAAAAAjk/fcEVsIwCcSE/s320/P5010257.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312686727411207858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 259px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 207px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v2sdisydvPY/Sbp0bkZHDrI/AAAAAAAAAjc/Sz5GT0njDxg/s320/prom09+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cing, pineappleku,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You have been my best friend in the bunny gang (remember?!) whom I can gossip and crap with all day long, especially during tuition. So keep that thang going on. Lol Happy sweet seventeen!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3295566215842798688-8961001793194647085?l=livelifetodamax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/8961001793194647085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/8961001793194647085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livelifetodamax.blogspot.com/2009/03/5th-of-march.html' title='5th of march.'/><author><name>Kar Men</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09070756123437093557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mkZboshVPuQ/TuXp0Iny8RI/AAAAAAAAA3E/JgdtRpyK-ZI/s220/PB186815ed.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v2sdisydvPY/SbMpjmHGw0I/AAAAAAAAAh8/0-NTLmFw-L8/s72-c/Chelle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3295566215842798688.post-2420558387666049570</id><published>2009-03-08T09:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T09:51:55.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Xams.</title><content type='html'>Finally, the first week of exam is over. The first week was really horrible. Imagine taking all science subs, mathematical and language paper 2.  It was beyond horrible. Period.&lt;br /&gt;I think I'd only slept fot 5 hours max per day, excluding the number of times I woke up in the wee hours of the morning. Normally before I sleep, I'll recap what I'd read (cramp ) into my head previously, after some good 15 mins, I would start to generate my own formulas and chemical experiments in my head. Weird eh?&lt;br /&gt;Then, I would wake up at 2 something, another 15 minutes gone to get myself back into sleep, then again, I would wake up at 5 and another 15 mins gone. See what exams do to me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry paper 2 was ...&lt;br /&gt;it was written in the graph. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;BOILING POINT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the first thing that comes into any normal people's mind with common sense is &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;liquid and gas&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Well, I used to think I'm normal...&lt;br /&gt;Instead of liq. to gas..I'd wrote a half page long essay of the changes of matter, movement of particles and changes of energy of yes, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;solid to liquid&lt;/span&gt;. *screams*&lt;br /&gt;There goes my 10 marks. Bloody ten marks for that question. *knocks head*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This sec week of exam will be filled with paper 1. I hope everthing's gonna be okay ( keeping fingers cross that nothing abnormal will happen ).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3295566215842798688-2420558387666049570?l=livelifetodamax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/2420558387666049570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/2420558387666049570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livelifetodamax.blogspot.com/2009/03/xams.html' title='Xams.'/><author><name>Kar Men</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09070756123437093557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mkZboshVPuQ/TuXp0Iny8RI/AAAAAAAAA3E/JgdtRpyK-ZI/s220/PB186815ed.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3295566215842798688.post-5832801090028428119</id><published>2009-02-28T21:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T21:04:33.685+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chem</title><content type='html'>I hate SALT.&lt;br /&gt;I really do hate &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SALT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;LIGHT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HATE EXAMS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3295566215842798688-5832801090028428119?l=livelifetodamax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/5832801090028428119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/5832801090028428119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livelifetodamax.blogspot.com/2009/02/chem.html' title='Chem'/><author><name>Kar Men</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09070756123437093557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mkZboshVPuQ/TuXp0Iny8RI/AAAAAAAAA3E/JgdtRpyK-ZI/s220/PB186815ed.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3295566215842798688.post-5258891588821351113</id><published>2009-02-25T17:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T17:44:14.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Uh-huh</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Prom &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;was super&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;-duper-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;duper FUN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, everyone had fun and went high during the jammin' session.&lt;br /&gt;Macarena, latin, live band perf. etc.&lt;br /&gt;There were stil some glitches here and theree. But heck..its a prom where there are 30 prom comitees and attended by 270+ people.&lt;br /&gt;AHH..memories..is all I can say now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3295566215842798688-5258891588821351113?l=livelifetodamax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/5258891588821351113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/5258891588821351113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livelifetodamax.blogspot.com/2009/02/uh-huh.html' title='Uh-huh'/><author><name>Kar Men</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09070756123437093557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mkZboshVPuQ/TuXp0Iny8RI/AAAAAAAAA3E/JgdtRpyK-ZI/s220/PB186815ed.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3295566215842798688.post-5416762115938644984</id><published>2009-02-20T19:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T19:15:03.281+08:00</updated><title type='text'>meh.</title><content type='html'>Prom's tomorrow. Hope that everything goes well. Pleaseeee!! Gonna take loads of pics..*keepin' fingers cross* Please let it be the event of the year..*knocking knuckles on the table*..AHH&lt;br /&gt;Gathered in Block G today for a short briefing bout the MTM a.k.a prom night for 3 boards which is tomorrow. Again, problems interfering with the dress code arises. So last minute. Gonna go on with my plan anyway. Mehehee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3295566215842798688-5416762115938644984?l=livelifetodamax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/5416762115938644984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/5416762115938644984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livelifetodamax.blogspot.com/2009/02/meh.html' title='meh.'/><author><name>Kar Men</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09070756123437093557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mkZboshVPuQ/TuXp0Iny8RI/AAAAAAAAA3E/JgdtRpyK-ZI/s220/PB186815ed.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3295566215842798688.post-5210134069606738412</id><published>2009-02-12T18:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T18:58:06.259+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Month.</title><content type='html'>Ah..its going to be the peak of the month of February.&lt;br /&gt;Prom night and the first term of examination.&lt;br /&gt;Its gonna be a busy month mugging the extra-thick reference BOOKS.&lt;br /&gt;Exam's like on the 27th of Feb, yet..I havent even started studying anything yet. Wish me luck.&lt;br /&gt;I NEED THEM DESPERATELY. Heh..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3295566215842798688-5210134069606738412?l=livelifetodamax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/5210134069606738412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/5210134069606738412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livelifetodamax.blogspot.com/2009/02/month.html' title='Month.'/><author><name>Kar Men</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09070756123437093557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mkZboshVPuQ/TuXp0Iny8RI/AAAAAAAAA3E/JgdtRpyK-ZI/s220/PB186815ed.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3295566215842798688.post-9002555469119527973</id><published>2009-02-08T13:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T13:47:11.555+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Na. Na. Na.</title><content type='html'>Hmm..CNY is gonna end soon ( its like tomorow! ). Sigh..&lt;br /&gt;Next year, I'm so going to celebrate CNY in a whole new different way and seeing it from a different perspective. I remember telling and hearing this from my friends during house visiting on the fourth day of CNY. We were so tired of walking ( imagine walking around Happy garden and up to Sri Petaling! ), we started babbling bout stuff next year ( POST-SPM! ). We made a deal that next year instead of walking around, we'll DRIVE. Heh..We'll see next year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, an interview to intake new PRS members was held in school yesterday. The response was kinda okay. I just love interviews as I can get to meet more and all sorts of students in our school. Plus, some of them gave some totally unique and different answers.&lt;br /&gt;I've been a PRS member for 4+ years and I'm still lovin' it. WOO-HOO!&lt;br /&gt;Cheng Li..OK? LOL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3295566215842798688-9002555469119527973?l=livelifetodamax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/9002555469119527973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/9002555469119527973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livelifetodamax.blogspot.com/2009/02/na-na-na.html' title='Na. Na. Na.'/><author><name>Kar Men</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09070756123437093557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mkZboshVPuQ/TuXp0Iny8RI/AAAAAAAAA3E/JgdtRpyK-ZI/s220/PB186815ed.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3295566215842798688.post-1091124469195074690</id><published>2009-02-02T22:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T23:02:21.168+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Debbieku.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; First of all...*drum rolls*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY DEBBIE! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298215382169891586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 222px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 290px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v2sdisydvPY/SYcK0aW_MwI/AAAAAAAAAhk/joyj0VZV55U/s320/deb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;She's been my partner in crime for 4 years. My lesbo partner for 4 years. My corner to pour everything in for 4 years. My dearest friend to hit and fight with for 4 years. Ever since I sat beside you on that day..I knew that I'd found a truuee friend and a friend who is as crazy as I am. Your blur looks..yes looks, your jokes your actions..AHH..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;And again.. HAPPY SWEET SEVENTEEN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Just another year to go to the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;LEGAL&lt;/span&gt; AGE!&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/3295566215842798688-1091124469195074690?l=livelifetodamax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/1091124469195074690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/1091124469195074690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livelifetodamax.blogspot.com/2009/02/debbieku.html' title='Debbieku.'/><author><name>Kar Men</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09070756123437093557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mkZboshVPuQ/TuXp0Iny8RI/AAAAAAAAA3E/JgdtRpyK-ZI/s220/PB186815ed.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v2sdisydvPY/SYcK0aW_MwI/AAAAAAAAAhk/joyj0VZV55U/s72-c/deb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3295566215842798688.post-1870314213965119625</id><published>2009-01-30T00:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T01:06:23.898+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CNY</title><content type='html'>Day one and two were normal. As usual, temple and visiting relatives. Incredibly, it's all done by the third day of CNY. Gee..and yet we have the longest CNY break this year. How irony..&lt;br /&gt;Day three was awesomee. The usual party-goers crashed Michelle and Vivian's house. Mahjong, food, cards, gassy drinks and alcohol for &lt;em&gt;some people who claimed that they werent drunk ( oh, maybe they're not afterall. HEH!).&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day four was pretty hectic and tiring. From one house to another. As usual ( AGAIN! ), 3 quarter of them were late. We were supposed to meet around at 10 in the morning at ESSO. BUT, the latest person arrived around 10.45. So... !@#. Too bad, Debbie cant join us as she's enjoying the sun in P.D. Cookies, cards, drinks..Wheee..&lt;br /&gt;We even walked to SRI PETALING! WALK!! Hah! I'm so ready for the upcoming school marathon. =X&lt;br /&gt;Ahh.. i LOVE CNY. Especially the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;red&lt;/span&gt; packets..Heh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3295566215842798688-1870314213965119625?l=livelifetodamax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/1870314213965119625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/1870314213965119625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livelifetodamax.blogspot.com/2009/01/cny.html' title='CNY'/><author><name>Kar Men</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09070756123437093557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mkZboshVPuQ/TuXp0Iny8RI/AAAAAAAAA3E/JgdtRpyK-ZI/s220/PB186815ed.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3295566215842798688.post-627085790086520561</id><published>2009-01-24T22:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T12:50:17.767+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bee.</title><content type='html'>Finally, after weeks and weeks of waiting.. can shout out loud..CNY is here!&lt;br /&gt;Its the time if the year where the young ones would recieve red packets and secretly take a few blue and green notes out and put em' on the gambling table ( or is it just me? ) Lol&lt;br /&gt;For the first time, my family had not bought any cookies for CNY. BUT, we're not &lt;em&gt;kedekut&lt;/em&gt; k.. Its because we bake em' ourselves. Pineapple tarts and fried crabsticks are our pride and joy. Though its my first time baking pineapple tarts..its seriously yummy k.. =X&lt;br /&gt;Nuff' said bout CNY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After this week..I really have to work my butt off for the upcoming exam..and exams and SPM! Ahh! THE HORROR!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3295566215842798688-627085790086520561?l=livelifetodamax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/627085790086520561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/627085790086520561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livelifetodamax.blogspot.com/2009/01/bee.html' title='Bee.'/><author><name>Kar Men</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09070756123437093557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mkZboshVPuQ/TuXp0Iny8RI/AAAAAAAAA3E/JgdtRpyK-ZI/s220/PB186815ed.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3295566215842798688.post-3265840596993470677</id><published>2009-01-09T22:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T23:17:22.684+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy</title><content type='html'>First day of school was awesomee? Lol&lt;br /&gt;It was a good day afterall. As usual, I cant sleep the night before the school reopened&lt;em&gt;. Gahh..sudah 5 tahun bersekolah. Malu! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:5@9"&gt;5@9's&lt;/a&gt; bit tad different from last year as its now situated at the highest floor of block F. How disturbing and &lt;em&gt;tiring.&lt;/em&gt; However, the sole good thing of the current classroom position is that the ladies is just next to it. Hah!&lt;br /&gt;Second, third, fourth and fifth day of school was really hectic. Especially on Thursday! Orientation Day for Form 1 kiddies. Found out that we were short of interview forms at the last minute. Luckily, it was solved! The response from the f1 kiddies were really good. Hopefully most of them will turn up on that important day. Skipped recess for the three consecutive days. Meeting, meeting and meeting. Speaking on attending meeting is just totally nerve wrecking! I can skip lunch to organise meetings but the &lt;em&gt;people&lt;/em&gt; who are &lt;em&gt;suppose to attend the meeting&lt;/em&gt; just didnt care even care to attend the meeting which gives us tons of problems. Eeshh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First month of school is all about paying paying and paying. Lol&lt;br /&gt;The most expensive month of the year!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3295566215842798688-3265840596993470677?l=livelifetodamax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/3265840596993470677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/3265840596993470677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livelifetodamax.blogspot.com/2009/01/busy.html' title='Busy'/><author><name>Kar Men</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09070756123437093557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mkZboshVPuQ/TuXp0Iny8RI/AAAAAAAAA3E/JgdtRpyK-ZI/s220/PB186815ed.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3295566215842798688.post-5487351022880015774</id><published>2009-01-04T15:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T15:30:23.417+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hols Out.</title><content type='html'>In less than 24 hours time, I'll be attending school with a schoolbag on my back, lining up, getting the best place in class, getting a new timetable, attending and organising meetings and meeting up with crazy friends and classmates plus meeting NEW classmates!&lt;br /&gt;Bye holidays. Bye-bye. I'll be seeing you soon! :D&lt;br /&gt;Hi school! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3295566215842798688-5487351022880015774?l=livelifetodamax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/5487351022880015774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/5487351022880015774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livelifetodamax.blogspot.com/2009/01/hols-out.html' title='Hols Out.'/><author><name>Kar Men</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09070756123437093557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mkZboshVPuQ/TuXp0Iny8RI/AAAAAAAAA3E/JgdtRpyK-ZI/s220/PB186815ed.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3295566215842798688.post-6718704315212393617</id><published>2009-01-01T22:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T23:31:04.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2009!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I woke up yesterday morning thinking that nothing unusual will happen as I'd always celebrated New Year Eve with my family every year, I was wrong. It all started with a phone call from Ms. Cing. A so-called small gathering/countdown party will be held in Debbbie's house. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went there bout 5 and started playing &lt;em&gt;freestyle pingpong&lt;/em&gt;. Its a very very physical game, mind you. Cing and I were huffing and puffing through the game. Alas after some 45 minutes of &lt;em&gt;freestyling,&lt;/em&gt; we stopped, drenched in sweaty tees and rosy cheeks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;By 7, I was really starving but poor me, cant eat as the C. Hoe and C. Hoong had not arrived yet. By the time they arrrived, I was not that hungry dy, as I was over-starved. Lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Watched Disaster Movie. And yeah, its a total disaster. So went over to Cing's house just to get some Dvds to entertained ourselves while waiting for the clock to sttrike 12. While walking back, we passed by Raymond and Edmund's house to wish em' HNY. And they ended up tagging along with us to Debbie's house to usher the New Year. Watched..WRONG TURN. It was horrifying. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;About 11.45 we went out to the mamak to get ready to countdown. But by 11.55 fireworks can be heard and we lost the timing, AGAIN. Watched the fireworks display at the mamak stall. Then we walked around the neighbourhood and wished passer-bys HNY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went back and continue watching WT till 1 smthing and suddenly someone suggested that we sleepover in Debbies house. That was a total sudden plan. Rab and the twins went back while we stayed over. Went to mamak ( again ), for yum-cha session till 3 in the morning and went back to Debbies house to continue the horror movie marathon. Watched Cing's most feared movie, Resident Evil. it was okay..not that scary to me. Lol..so everybody listen up! Cing-cing's weak point is ZOMBIES! xDD &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We planned to stay up the whole night and played some cards game till 7 something. The guys were already yawning and looked kinda weary. I'm still super energetic. Lol..thanks to ENERGIZER. Lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Debbie said that we were a bunch of goody-goody 2 shoes and innocent young people as there were a few mugs with Garfield printed on it filled with plain water on the coffee table and we played the "Bullshit/Cheating" game with cards, while other youngsters NYE party will be filled with alcoholic drinks and dancing the night away. Lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Later, tiredness caught up with us and the 2 guys started sleeping soundly, followed by Cing and Debbie. Dad picked me up and I went back home and slept straight on from 11 to 5 something. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ahh..what a year/night! :D&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286346657460094546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 287px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 202px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v2sdisydvPY/SVzgRtV7hlI/AAAAAAAAAf0/Fh4uGFq7kxE/s320/new+year+022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We rule the streets! xD&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286346648346321202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 284px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 207px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v2sdisydvPY/SVzgRLZCYTI/AAAAAAAAAfs/9kyzl2y1qgQ/s320/new+year+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Candid.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286346642351285618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 294px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 206px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v2sdisydvPY/SVzgQ1DtZXI/AAAAAAAAAfk/xDIma225rLg/s320/new+year+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;BOO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3295566215842798688-6718704315212393617?l=livelifetodamax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/6718704315212393617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/6718704315212393617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livelifetodamax.blogspot.com/2009/01/2009.html' title='2009!'/><author><name>Kar Men</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09070756123437093557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mkZboshVPuQ/TuXp0Iny8RI/AAAAAAAAA3E/JgdtRpyK-ZI/s220/PB186815ed.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v2sdisydvPY/SVzgRtV7hlI/AAAAAAAAAf0/Fh4uGFq7kxE/s72-c/new+year+022.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3295566215842798688.post-6147453707060851721</id><published>2008-12-31T12:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T12:58:37.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New year.</title><content type='html'>How unbelievably fast time passes. I can still remember the first day of school in my Form 4 year. Excited and nervous. And how those 4 new subjects "ruin" my life. Lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel that this year passes extreemly fast. I guess its because F4 year is our &lt;em&gt;honeymoon&lt;/em&gt; year and theres practically nothing for me to worry about so time just flies without me knowing it. Year 2009 will arrive &lt;em&gt;soon.&lt;/em&gt; Having mix feelings on ushering this new year. Happy and excited as theres only one more year to my legal age. Nervous and scared as there's a super-duper-major exam to pass before I can taste freedom. SPM just gives me the chills down my spine.&lt;br /&gt;New year resolutions? Haven even start the list yet. Heh&lt;br /&gt;Have lots of sweet and bitter memories in year 2008 that i'll cherish forever. Especially the moments with my family and the crazy moments with my crazy friends. I hope theres more happy moments to come in year 2009!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall bid farewell to year 2008, and hello 2009! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3295566215842798688-6147453707060851721?l=livelifetodamax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/6147453707060851721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/6147453707060851721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livelifetodamax.blogspot.com/2008/12/new-year.html' title='New year.'/><author><name>Kar Men</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09070756123437093557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mkZboshVPuQ/TuXp0Iny8RI/AAAAAAAAA3E/JgdtRpyK-ZI/s220/PB186815ed.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3295566215842798688.post-4492411370240826510</id><published>2008-12-26T17:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T18:01:27.584+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ho.Ho.Ho</title><content type='html'>So as planned,  the usual party-goers of &lt;a href="mailto:4@9"&gt;4@9&lt;/a&gt; attended Berlin's Christmas Eve party. FYI, his house is really big and the garden is super spacious where you can play basketball, golf and jump on the big trampoline at the same time. Spent like 6 hours in his house. BBQ-ing, playing mahjong, fooling around, exchanging presents, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;jumping on the trampoline&lt;/span&gt;, playing PS, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;taking pictures,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; and all the blah stuffs. There you go, 5 hours. Lol. And, I cycled around the neighbourhood too! Hah, you must be thinking that I'm so&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;jakun&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; till I had to type this cycling activity down..but, I've a reason k. I'm not allowed to ride bicycles since I'm super clumsy and I might hurt myslef and adorn my legs with scars. But, it was a safe ride last night. Lol. And now, I found out that CING, is super-scared of zombies. I do really mean SUPER. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best time was the countdown moment. And we were even late as we were busy taking..pictures. YES, &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;picturessss....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then comes the screaming and spraying part. In that high moment, we even dared each other to press on random doorbells and shout Merry Christmas. Luckily, we returned back into reality and into our sane self.&lt;br /&gt;Conclusion : It was a fun night. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3295566215842798688-4492411370240826510?l=livelifetodamax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/4492411370240826510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/4492411370240826510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livelifetodamax.blogspot.com/2008/12/hohoho.html' title='Ho.Ho.Ho'/><author><name>Kar Men</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09070756123437093557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mkZboshVPuQ/TuXp0Iny8RI/AAAAAAAAA3E/JgdtRpyK-ZI/s220/PB186815ed.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3295566215842798688.post-3987316407878141642</id><published>2008-12-20T19:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T19:37:15.237+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tang Yuan.</title><content type='html'>While I was sleeping soundly on my comfy bed, the annoying sound of my dad's alarm woke me up. Darn..the sound of the alarm is really annoying. I was practically forced by my dad to follow him for their&lt;em&gt; routine&lt;/em&gt; brisk walking in Bukit Jalil every morning. It was fun though. Plus, its healthy and the time to bond with my family. Its better than sleeping through the whole morning and not waking up till the clock struck 1 in the afternoon. ( &lt;em&gt;on sec thought, I still prefer sleeping till the clock strucks 1&lt;/em&gt; )&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;I've heard stories from people that one can spot wild boars in the park. So, I was searching high and low for some wild boars. I told my dad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'd eaten wild boars before, but i never see them for real before. &lt;/em&gt;Hahah! Thats actually one of the reasons why I so wanted to see them. No luck though. But, there are lots of monkey swaying from tree to tree.&lt;br /&gt;After some 45 minutes of walking, we went to the market to buy stuff to prepare for the winter solstice festival tomorrow! AND, that means &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;G &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;U&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;! Whoo..Tong Zhi&lt;/em&gt; is one of my favourite festivals of the year. I cant wait any longer to eat tomorrow, so my mom bought two packets of the ready-made-flour so I can satisfy my year-long-urge today. My mom suggested to put in honey comb sugars instead of &lt;em&gt;gula melaka&lt;/em&gt; as the filling for the&lt;em&gt; tang yuan &lt;/em&gt;and its super-yummy!&lt;br /&gt;AND, theres more for tomorrow. Heh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3295566215842798688-3987316407878141642?l=livelifetodamax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/3987316407878141642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/3987316407878141642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livelifetodamax.blogspot.com/2008/12/tang-yuan.html' title='Tang Yuan.'/><author><name>Kar Men</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09070756123437093557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mkZboshVPuQ/TuXp0Iny8RI/AAAAAAAAA3E/JgdtRpyK-ZI/s220/PB186815ed.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3295566215842798688.post-641749944658550040</id><published>2008-12-19T19:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T19:46:28.968+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Clean.</title><content type='html'>I managed to crawl out from my comfy bed and went to school early in the morning for the &lt;em&gt;"much highly-anticipated&lt;/em&gt;" library activity, the annual cleaning campaign. The number of people who turned up was really dissapointing. Gahh..people nowadays. Anyway, the library now is much more spacious and cleaner too! Love the new look. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on from the dissapointing subject..&lt;br /&gt;Went shopping in S. Pyramid yesterday. &lt;em&gt;Wandered &lt;/em&gt;around. I dont know bout the others, but for a person like me who's dissapointingly bad in directions, feels that the location of the shops and the thing with the new and old wings are very.. ( cant find the right word for it yet. Lol ) Even though there are like tons of shops there, I cant find any clothes which I really like and will spend my money buying it. Shopping has been very nerve-wrecking lately. I'd been complaining to my mom for the wholee day long. BUT, I got myself a really &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;pretty and cute snoopy bottle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; Though it seems like the bottle is rather more suitable being used by small little kids, I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; loveee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; the short comic on the bottle. So spot me in school next year using the really &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;childish/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;cuteee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; bottle next year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;January is gonna be a really busy month!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3295566215842798688-641749944658550040?l=livelifetodamax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/641749944658550040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/641749944658550040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livelifetodamax.blogspot.com/2008/12/clean.html' title='Clean.'/><author><name>Kar Men</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09070756123437093557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mkZboshVPuQ/TuXp0Iny8RI/AAAAAAAAA3E/JgdtRpyK-ZI/s220/PB186815ed.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3295566215842798688.post-8205799566094049710</id><published>2008-12-15T22:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T23:10:23.295+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ding Dong.</title><content type='html'>Suprisingly, I woke up real early today and switched on my phone. Ta-dah..only 8.25 already 6 miss calls. Thought that no problemos will surface..and yet.. Had to go to school and passed the bunch of keys to the librarians to start their stock-check-ing. Was so sleepy and yawning all the way to school and up to the library. They were hoping and keeping their fingers cross that I would not go so that they can go back wihtout doing anything. Their wishhh! Gahh..&lt;em&gt;rajin-nyer!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Mid Valley to watch the "&lt;em&gt;latest" (&lt;/em&gt;not!) movie, Madagascar 2. Love the movie. I like to move-it, move-it. Lol. I like the scene when the plane was crash landing.&lt;br /&gt;Walked around and went in to like a gazillion shops and couldnt find anything. Alas, a white top caught my eye and, I simply love it. Simple and &lt;em&gt;innocent. &lt;/em&gt;Lol. Told my dad that I can wear that top to interviews. I guess I've to admit that I'm getting older. 4 and a half hour of walking really kills my legs!&lt;br /&gt;Christmas is coming soon. Those christmas songs which filled the mall really got me in the festive mood. I was singing all the way when I was shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rudolph the red nose reindeer&lt;br /&gt;had a very shiny nose,&lt;br /&gt;and if you ever saw it&lt;br /&gt;you would even say it glows..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3295566215842798688-8205799566094049710?l=livelifetodamax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/8205799566094049710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/8205799566094049710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livelifetodamax.blogspot.com/2008/12/ding-dong.html' title='Ding Dong.'/><author><name>Kar Men</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09070756123437093557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mkZboshVPuQ/TuXp0Iny8RI/AAAAAAAAA3E/JgdtRpyK-ZI/s220/PB186815ed.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3295566215842798688.post-6269243392592734280</id><published>2008-12-13T01:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T01:37:05.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vampire.</title><content type='html'>I've turned my room into a mini cinema every night since two days ago. A laptop, 2 mini speakers and a comfy bed. Ta-dahh! There you go. I dunno why, and since when I'm addicted to Asian horror movies, especially the classic HK ghosts and vampires movies. So far I'd watch Mr Vampire 1 and 2, Vampire Controller, and The Haunted School.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278957853851646210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 103px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 120px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v2sdisydvPY/SUKgMu8V-QI/AAAAAAAAAfM/q2OTxW6sZyQ/s320/mr.v.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Mr. Vampire 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278957848621178578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 84px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 126px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v2sdisydvPY/SUKgMbdTXtI/AAAAAAAAAfE/hJYdvTW_Cnk/s320/mr+v+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img class="gl_align_center" alt="Align Center" src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" border="0" /&gt;Mr. Vampire 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278957845728174082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 135px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 99px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v2sdisydvPY/SUKgMQrjoAI/AAAAAAAAAe8/6jnb69e_DGs/s320/hts.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The Haunted School&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;3 more weeks till school reopenn... Grrr&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3295566215842798688-6269243392592734280?l=livelifetodamax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/6269243392592734280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/6269243392592734280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livelifetodamax.blogspot.com/2008/12/vampire.html' title='Vampire.'/><author><name>Kar Men</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09070756123437093557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mkZboshVPuQ/TuXp0Iny8RI/AAAAAAAAA3E/JgdtRpyK-ZI/s220/PB186815ed.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v2sdisydvPY/SUKgMu8V-QI/AAAAAAAAAfM/q2OTxW6sZyQ/s72-c/mr.v.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3295566215842798688.post-1723748978293648232</id><published>2008-12-11T00:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:27:07.491+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Girls Aloud.</title><content type='html'>Had a short yet fun girls-day-out today with my girlfriends. Mid Valley was our first choice but transportation problems arised ( again ), so we settled in Parkson for lunch. As usual, we scouted around for some good food and the Vietnamese Restaurant was our final choice. And, we'd made the correct choice. :D. The ambience is great and the food is yummy and the waitress who served us was really friendly, and I really do mean friendly.&lt;br /&gt;We then went to parkson to &lt;em&gt;lepak. &lt;/em&gt;Some of the handbags were dirt-cheap! And not to mention huge too! But, its tad too big for me. -.-..We spent most of our time in the shoes department. Esther, Anna and Cing were helping our dear friend, Debbie to look for heels. YES, heels and Debbie! All of them found their Oh-I-want-this-heels! But as usual, they were dissapointed by this very phrase which is feared by most shoppers :-&lt;br /&gt;"Sorry ah miss, no size"&lt;br /&gt;I was lucky though. The ballet flats I laid my eyes on has my size and now its safely tucked in the shoe rack. :)&lt;br /&gt;Cant wait to shop for &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;CNY&lt;/span&gt; clothes. Others had already started shopping but not me. Anyway, daddy's coming back soon. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3295566215842798688-1723748978293648232?l=livelifetodamax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/1723748978293648232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/1723748978293648232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livelifetodamax.blogspot.com/2008/12/girls-aloud.html' title='Girls Aloud.'/><author><name>Kar Men</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09070756123437093557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mkZboshVPuQ/TuXp0Iny8RI/AAAAAAAAA3E/JgdtRpyK-ZI/s220/PB186815ed.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3295566215842798688.post-5044360608735178666</id><published>2008-12-06T20:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T20:53:19.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Days.</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Wake up!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the voice which awakened me from my beauty sleep. It was already 1.15 p.m when I opened my eyes. And yes, I'd set another record. Lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was fetching my sister to her tuition centre ( &lt;em&gt;I was not driving. I wish I'm the one driving. &lt;/em&gt;), I heard about the masive landslide in Bukit Antarabangsa. Its so saddening to hear such news, seeing houses and cars being buried under the landslide in the news. Hope that the land developers will not choose hill sides anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Moving on, my dad's coming back next week! :D Though, he's a frequent traveler to Kuala Terengganu for business purposes, I still miss him everytime he travels there. Gee..&lt;br /&gt;I'd just baked a coffee cake. It is a success! :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, I finally get to read Eclipse!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3295566215842798688-5044360608735178666?l=livelifetodamax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/5044360608735178666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/5044360608735178666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livelifetodamax.blogspot.com/2008/12/days_06.html' title='Days.'/><author><name>Kar Men</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09070756123437093557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mkZboshVPuQ/TuXp0Iny8RI/AAAAAAAAA3E/JgdtRpyK-ZI/s220/PB186815ed.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3295566215842798688.post-8502502439345248043</id><published>2008-12-05T20:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T20:42:32.299+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Girls.</title><content type='html'>Because of the rain yesterday, my friends and I ended up playing basketball in the morning at 8 today in the morning. It had been some time since we last et up with each other. Debbie and I were the most punctual. Cing, again, overslept. Esther bit late. Last but not least, the mastermind, Annabella was the latest to arrive. &lt;em&gt;Biasalah.&lt;/em&gt; Had our breakie at a stall nearby and of course, our usual &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;craps/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;talks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After&lt;em&gt; straining-&lt;/em&gt;(not!) our muscles for a few hours, our "&lt;em&gt;friendly" &lt;/em&gt;friend, spotted one of her species in a pool of muddy water. Yes, worms ( I bet you know who's the girl now. Heh!).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She and another &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;girl (Debbie)&lt;/span&gt; experimented the wriggly-pinkish worm by seperating their bodies into segments. Cruel right? A video was even taken to record their &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;evil&lt;/span&gt; doings! Lol &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Debbie's hypothesis was proven right though.&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; Esther and I were the screamers. Lol &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I began to feel the fatigue-ness now. All the swimming and basketball game.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Michelle dear, I miss you lah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276285315465335010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 167px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 233px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v2sdisydvPY/STkhihnr0OI/AAAAAAAAAes/ke9deVGVmGg/s320/mich.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3295566215842798688-8502502439345248043?l=livelifetodamax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/8502502439345248043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/8502502439345248043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livelifetodamax.blogspot.com/2008/12/girls.html' title='Girls.'/><author><name>Kar Men</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09070756123437093557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mkZboshVPuQ/TuXp0Iny8RI/AAAAAAAAA3E/JgdtRpyK-ZI/s220/PB186815ed.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v2sdisydvPY/STkhihnr0OI/AAAAAAAAAes/ke9deVGVmGg/s72-c/mich.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3295566215842798688.post-3580324603284378315</id><published>2008-12-04T19:25:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T19:43:08.944+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Days.</title><content type='html'>Its already the first week of december. I can still remember the promise I made to my mom where I would revise back the syallabus of all subs in form 4 and, the promise has yet to be fulfilled. I better start fast, as I believe most of the students in from 4 had started this important revise. Time just seem to fly away. I can still remember the last week of school. I was thinking how to spend these 2 "important' months. One's gone, one left. I shall make full use of it. :D/:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Suppose to spend my afternoon to play basketball with my crazy friends. But, the rain ( which I'd wished for days ) ruined everything. How irony. The rain is suppose to come a few days ago!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since I'd returned from Ipoh, I'd been trying to learn to make egg custard. It was succesful-not. Thought that it was as simple as beating the egg and steaming it. So-not-true.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275898700381565186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 84px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 130px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v2sdisydvPY/STfB6kMwMQI/AAAAAAAAAd8/xLm7AX0GboE/s320/eclipse.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I'm gonna read Eclipse soon! The &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;girl&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;had just finished reading the book. Lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Finally! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And, I just remembered that i'd &lt;em&gt;forgotten&lt;/em&gt; to tell the librarians to bring rags during the cleaning campaign on the 19th. I hope that they know that they're suppose to bring. Anyone see this please remind others. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3295566215842798688-3580324603284378315?l=livelifetodamax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/3580324603284378315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/3580324603284378315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livelifetodamax.blogspot.com/2008/12/days.html' title='Days.'/><author><name>Kar Men</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09070756123437093557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mkZboshVPuQ/TuXp0Iny8RI/AAAAAAAAA3E/JgdtRpyK-ZI/s220/PB186815ed.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v2sdisydvPY/STfB6kMwMQI/AAAAAAAAAd8/xLm7AX0GboE/s72-c/eclipse.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3295566215842798688.post-2175030291983431582</id><published>2008-11-28T21:21:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T19:55:15.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Day Out.</title><content type='html'>Went to Mid Valley with a bunch of crazy people today. And yeah, people who cant make any decisions too. Lol&lt;br /&gt;So as planned, we met each other up nearby the cinema around 11 something. And again, as usual, there's some who were late. After settling the tickets problem with Alex( thanks ALEX!), we stood there for a good 15 minutes deciding where to eat. Walked around and Tony Roma was our final decision. The food was okay. All of us ordered set lunches and they have a variety of them at the same price. They come with drinks, soup, frech fires and coleslaw too. Unfortunately, not all. The pasta set does not come with the french fries and coleslaw. That's the weak point. Lol&lt;br /&gt;We met Ms. Tan too and we gave her all of our bills as a joke. Lol&lt;br /&gt;Cheng Li wasnt feeling very after the meal. Luckily, she felt better after some time. Hopes that shes feelin' better now. :)&lt;br /&gt;Off we go to the cinema for the much anticipated movie, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Twilight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; It was okay. I mean I guess its because all the scenes were predictable as I'd read the book. The best scenes were the baseball part and where James attacked Bella in the dance studio. The actors were good. But not for Kristen Stewart. I think she's quite stiff in the movie. Overall the movie was okay-lah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We slacked around the mall after the movie pondering what to do. Gahh! Frustrating-nyer. In the end, we decided to go for bowling. Thus, I purposely..buy a pair of socks but the lanes were fully-booked!. That's even more frustating. Double Gahhs! So ended up chatting and eating shaved ice at Sweet Chat. And boy, my friends can really talk craps. Lol&lt;br /&gt;So Debbie, I hope that you can give me some papayas next time okay? (inside joke)&lt;br /&gt;After paying the bills with tons of 5 cents, wewere again wodering hopelessly around the mall. In the end, we ended up at Action City and Lego in the gardens. I love the stuff in Action City. All the stuff in there were oh-so-cute! After some pictures moment, we went back by going thru a very tough and funny journey to the Mobil station. Lol&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Debbie!&lt;br /&gt;Fun outing though. Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cing, read faster! I wanna read eclipse!&lt;br /&gt;And michelle, I miss youu too! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275900644720049778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 303px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 228px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v2sdisydvPY/STfDrvbK_nI/AAAAAAAAAeM/Lu79k83l5Rk/s320/PB180188.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275900661550388290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 234px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v2sdisydvPY/STfDsuH1lEI/AAAAAAAAAec/UrZnU8fjmVA/s320/PB180198.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275900655446160114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 297px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 222px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v2sdisydvPY/STfDsXYecvI/AAAAAAAAAeU/MGY5NUgHiWs/s320/PB180194.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3295566215842798688-2175030291983431582?l=livelifetodamax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/2175030291983431582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/2175030291983431582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livelifetodamax.blogspot.com/2008/11/day-out.html' title='A Day Out.'/><author><name>Kar Men</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09070756123437093557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mkZboshVPuQ/TuXp0Iny8RI/AAAAAAAAA3E/JgdtRpyK-ZI/s220/PB186815ed.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v2sdisydvPY/STfDrvbK_nI/AAAAAAAAAeM/Lu79k83l5Rk/s72-c/PB180188.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3295566215842798688.post-1510811825684267248</id><published>2008-11-27T20:15:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T23:19:28.485+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm back. Ate loads of local delicacies. Yum. Yum. Love the egg custard. Wonder why none of the shops in KL are selling it. I'm sure it will be a big hit. Lol&lt;br /&gt;And. And. And. I'm gonna watch &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Twilight tomorrow! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Pics from Ipoh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274093845016217906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 303px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v2sdisydvPY/STFYaKBECTI/AAAAAAAAAcU/v3G-au26aBA/s320/PB160120.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Chicken and bean sprouts.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274093862044308114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 310px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 217px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v2sdisydvPY/STFYbJc4EpI/AAAAAAAAAcs/L_yIFPXrobo/s320/PB160137.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Egg custard.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274093851948662018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 310px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 228px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v2sdisydvPY/STFYaj14vQI/AAAAAAAAAcc/NZRc8ikaGmY/s320/PB160132.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274093858424873266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 309px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v2sdisydvPY/STFYa7974TI/AAAAAAAAAck/ZJxDcNQQd8E/s320/PB160136.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Chee cheung fan.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274096048919933106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 311px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 228px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v2sdisydvPY/STFaacMp8LI/AAAAAAAAAdc/PmO_j-Snc4I/s320/PB170151.JPG" border="0" /&gt;White coffee.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274096041351560946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v2sdisydvPY/STFaaAANvvI/AAAAAAAAAdU/lXlg1npVxGA/s320/PB170149.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274096033917398178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v2sdisydvPY/STFaZkTxbKI/AAAAAAAAAdM/oHXb3Iq_iP8/s320/PB160143.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Kaya puffs.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274096032094576002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 313px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 222px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v2sdisydvPY/STFaZdhLXYI/AAAAAAAAAdE/v1ddv82ePrI/s320/PB160142.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Egg custard again!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274097917221369330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 312px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v2sdisydvPY/STFcHMKbdfI/AAAAAAAAAd0/Y-MQ2oLqgJM/s320/PB170152.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274097907478722626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 314px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 230px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v2sdisydvPY/STFcGn3meEI/AAAAAAAAAdk/I7HWkp0d5-8/s320/PB170155.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The hotel which we stayed in. Regalodge hotel. It looks kinda old on the outside but it was okay in the inside. Pheww! Luckily..We took the family room/regal suite. It was a nice place overall.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274093864201370754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 312px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 232px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v2sdisydvPY/STFYbRfKPII/AAAAAAAAAc0/_YMNyRrnFSo/s320/PB160138.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274096025324605506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 319px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 219px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v2sdisydvPY/STFaZETF0EI/AAAAAAAAAc8/1GqsWN9N4hI/s320/PB160139.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274097914888433634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v2sdisydvPY/STFcHDeNr-I/AAAAAAAAAds/GBYp80MT4qE/s320/PB160145.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ipoh. tata&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3295566215842798688-1510811825684267248?l=livelifetodamax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/1510811825684267248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/1510811825684267248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livelifetodamax.blogspot.com/2008/11/back.html' title='Back.'/><author><name>Kar Men</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09070756123437093557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mkZboshVPuQ/TuXp0Iny8RI/AAAAAAAAA3E/JgdtRpyK-ZI/s220/PB186815ed.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v2sdisydvPY/STFYaKBECTI/AAAAAAAAAcU/v3G-au26aBA/s72-c/PB160120.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3295566215842798688.post-6488205199201343361</id><published>2008-11-26T14:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T15:03:52.601+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Out.</title><content type='html'>Woke up around 6 and started our journey to Ipoh around 7 in the morning. I dunno why but the journey to Ipoh seemed to be longer this time. The last trip to Ipoh was like 2 years ago. The hotel  I'm staying in is okay so far. It has wireless network. Explains this entry. Ipoh to me is like heaven for foodies. And of course, not to be left out, Malacca too. I suka Ipoh. Shall continue my journey of food hunting later.&lt;br /&gt;Recharging. Lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tata.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3295566215842798688-6488205199201343361?l=livelifetodamax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/6488205199201343361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/6488205199201343361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livelifetodamax.blogspot.com/2008/11/out.html' title='Out.'/><author><name>Kar Men</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09070756123437093557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mkZboshVPuQ/TuXp0Iny8RI/AAAAAAAAA3E/JgdtRpyK-ZI/s220/PB186815ed.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3295566215842798688.post-6284805728883043414</id><published>2008-11-25T12:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T12:47:15.965+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Twirl Around.</title><content type='html'>Suddenly, I just feel like seeing my friends and talk to them for hours. I've not been seeing them since the school holidays started. They are the people I see for at least six hours, five days a week for 6 months every year. Luckily, Chin Kuan asked us to go for a movie this friday in Mid if not, I don't know when we could all see each other again. Anyway, we'll be watching Twilight! But, Alex cant join us as she'd forgotten that she'll be working on that day. Geez.. Hopefully, I can go without any transportation probleeems. Heh. I get to skip another tuition class again! Mr. T is so gonna kill me. Haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3295566215842798688-6284805728883043414?l=livelifetodamax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/6284805728883043414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/6284805728883043414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livelifetodamax.blogspot.com/2008/11/twirl-around.html' title='Twirl Around.'/><author><name>Kar Men</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09070756123437093557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mkZboshVPuQ/TuXp0Iny8RI/AAAAAAAAA3E/JgdtRpyK-ZI/s220/PB186815ed.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3295566215842798688.post-6407962658332223820</id><published>2008-11-24T11:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T11:27:37.639+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oats.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v2sdisydvPY/SSoeMBOqbLI/AAAAAAAAAcM/Drw7egwTzXg/s1600-h/oats.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272059505627786418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 120px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 86px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v2sdisydvPY/SSoeMBOqbLI/AAAAAAAAAcM/Drw7egwTzXg/s320/oats.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Currently, I'm having oats for breakfast. It hadd been years since I scooped oats into my mouth. Eeek. Hate the sight and taste of it. Gotta have it as my digestion isnt good. Oh well..its time to put another scoop into my lil' ( hah! ) mouth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3295566215842798688-6407962658332223820?l=livelifetodamax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/6407962658332223820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/6407962658332223820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livelifetodamax.blogspot.com/2008/11/oats.html' title='Oats.'/><author><name>Kar Men</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09070756123437093557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mkZboshVPuQ/TuXp0Iny8RI/AAAAAAAAA3E/JgdtRpyK-ZI/s220/PB186815ed.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v2sdisydvPY/SSoeMBOqbLI/AAAAAAAAAcM/Drw7egwTzXg/s72-c/oats.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3295566215842798688.post-2300453921840964249</id><published>2008-11-22T23:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T00:35:20.202+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Round and round.</title><content type='html'>Woke up around 12 today, as we're supposed to go to my grand's place. The weather today was suprisingly hot. Hate the weather. Unpredictable, like a womans's mood and feelings. Heh.. So after some 30 minutes drive, grandma came out and greet us. Skipped lunch to read the novel I was currently into, "The Love Of Her Life". It started of with a slow and boring tempo, it got kinda catchy and exciting in the midway anyway. Luckily. If not, it'll be left behind and end up with the other dusty and not-so-nice-to-read-books. So far, Charlie and the Twilight series are the best I'd read this year. Plus, twilight the movie is going to be on the big screen in Malaysia end of this month if I'm not mistaken. So wanna watch it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271511038199309506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 143px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 103px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v2sdisydvPY/SSgrXA1rpMI/AAAAAAAAAb0/-sa3E9qptag/s320/twilight.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271511045038321442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 115px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 130px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v2sdisydvPY/SSgrXaUOryI/AAAAAAAAAb8/6o86zVaZFp8/s320/twilight2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Edward Cullen! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway, I prefer my imaginary Edward Cullen ( I imagine the scenes and charactes while reading. Anyway, who wouldnt imagine how Edward Cullen looks like when he's being described so beautifully by Stephenie Meyer in the book. ) rather than Robert Pattinson as Edward Cullen in the movie. Heh! However, he's hot anyway. Haha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271520879286162178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v2sdisydvPY/SSg0T1voEwI/AAAAAAAAAcE/MaHJyHzmAdw/s320/350px-Thank_You.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Currently, I'm rewatching Thank You. Watched it last year if I'm not mistaken. Its the best Korean drama I'd ever watched. You'll need tissues towards the climax. Plus, JANG HYUK is starring in it! First saw him in Windstruck ( another highly recomended movie! ), he's not THAT handsome in the movie-lah, but later, in this drama, he's.. muscular, handsome..and..so-on. :X The cast was really good. Especially the child actress. Boy, she can really make you cry. Love this drama! Its different from the other romance and soapy korean dramas ( they're good though. Hah! ), its really worth watching and the time to download.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3295566215842798688-2300453921840964249?l=livelifetodamax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/2300453921840964249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/2300453921840964249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livelifetodamax.blogspot.com/2008/11/round-and-round.html' title='Round and round.'/><author><name>Kar Men</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09070756123437093557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mkZboshVPuQ/TuXp0Iny8RI/AAAAAAAAA3E/JgdtRpyK-ZI/s220/PB186815ed.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v2sdisydvPY/SSgrXA1rpMI/AAAAAAAAAb0/-sa3E9qptag/s72-c/twilight.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3295566215842798688.post-6793540514216623636</id><published>2008-11-21T20:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T21:02:38.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Some random pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271094558102386722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 287px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 216px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v2sdisydvPY/SSawkrkv-CI/AAAAAAAAAbU/Vz7t2xQY4F4/s320/DSC01531.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271094560037360930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 295px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 211px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v2sdisydvPY/SSawkyyFVSI/AAAAAAAAAbk/ZVWw0-ouhrE/s320/P4290165.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271094552573469906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v2sdisydvPY/SSawkW-jZNI/AAAAAAAAAbM/shDOUURB_IU/s320/DSC01339.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271094548560310258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 310px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 232px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v2sdisydvPY/SSawkIBvb_I/AAAAAAAAAbE/oRNrVBi13Jo/s320/P9080027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271094559893185746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 307px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 224px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v2sdisydvPY/SSawkyPtZNI/AAAAAAAAAbc/AtPw402nDaw/s320/DSC01533.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3295566215842798688-6793540514216623636?l=livelifetodamax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/6793540514216623636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/6793540514216623636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livelifetodamax.blogspot.com/2008/11/random.html' title='Random'/><author><name>Kar Men</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09070756123437093557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mkZboshVPuQ/TuXp0Iny8RI/AAAAAAAAA3E/JgdtRpyK-ZI/s220/PB186815ed.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v2sdisydvPY/SSawkrkv-CI/AAAAAAAAAbU/Vz7t2xQY4F4/s72-c/DSC01531.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3295566215842798688.post-8653630444167853788</id><published>2008-11-21T20:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T20:24:59.928+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cake.</title><content type='html'>I was in total bore-doom yesterday. So, I decided to bake something and i surf the net to search for some simple recipes. It was my first time though, trying recipes from the net. Previously, I bake using all-in-one flour where you just need to add some eggs and water. Simple and hassle-free! But, I decided to try something new yesterday. Then, a recipe of chocolate chips cake caught my eye. Went to Central to buy the ingredients and I'm ready to roll..not. The bakinng process was fun though. The outcome was a total disaster. The top was burnt and it was still watery in the inside. Geeezz.. So the cake ended up in the trash can. Anyway, the point is, I  get to do something to fill up my time. Lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll not give up. I'll try again another time. Maybe dragonfruit cheesecake. HAH!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3295566215842798688-8653630444167853788?l=livelifetodamax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/8653630444167853788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/8653630444167853788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livelifetodamax.blogspot.com/2008/11/cake.html' title='Cake.'/><author><name>Kar Men</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09070756123437093557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mkZboshVPuQ/TuXp0Iny8RI/AAAAAAAAA3E/JgdtRpyK-ZI/s220/PB186815ed.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3295566215842798688.post-1728675853906500914</id><published>2008-11-17T19:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T19:44:59.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Silent.</title><content type='html'>For the first time ever, our class is not organising a class party. Since Form 1, we'd been organising pool parties, but not this year. I guess, we're kinda fed-up by the feedbacks which we'd been receiving all these years. Though attendance is satisfying, but when it comes to organising...&lt;br /&gt;Other classes are having class trips and parties, so far, I guess we're the idle ones. Where's the party mode? O.o&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3295566215842798688-1728675853906500914?l=livelifetodamax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/1728675853906500914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/1728675853906500914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livelifetodamax.blogspot.com/2008/11/silent.html' title='Silent.'/><author><name>Kar Men</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09070756123437093557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mkZboshVPuQ/TuXp0Iny8RI/AAAAAAAAA3E/JgdtRpyK-ZI/s220/PB186815ed.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3295566215842798688.post-319049737852047084</id><published>2008-11-16T22:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T22:55:49.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shop-less</title><content type='html'>After days of bragging, finally I was able to place my foot in Mid Valley. Michelle sent me an sms that metrojaya's having a clearence sales. So the first place I went was the exhibition site where the clearence sales was being held. There were a lot of people, and I really do mean a lot. You can barely move or walk without being squished by some people. By the way, I met Jie Choong too, my "long-lost" classmate. If anyone of you wants to see him, I think he'll be at the exhibition site at the Tropicana life's site. O.O Anyway, the goods werent that cheap either. Especially the handbags and shoes. The clothes were okay. But, its a branded clearence sales anyway. So, it explains all. One of the cheapest brands are Unionbay and BodyGlove. At the end of the day, I got nothing. And I was the one who pulled my parents there and they bought something! Each of them! Hahaha..Before going back, of course, I stopped by the snacks booth to buy durian pancakes. This time, I bought 3 different flavours, mango, jackfruit and durian. Durian is still the best. For me, the mango is quite tasteless. So, durian is still the best. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3295566215842798688-319049737852047084?l=livelifetodamax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/319049737852047084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/319049737852047084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livelifetodamax.blogspot.com/2008/11/shop-less.html' title='Shop-less'/><author><name>Kar Men</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09070756123437093557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mkZboshVPuQ/TuXp0Iny8RI/AAAAAAAAA3E/JgdtRpyK-ZI/s220/PB186815ed.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3295566215842798688.post-6649410379524609856</id><published>2008-11-15T00:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T00:17:50.472+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Listen.</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was the last day of school. My phone did its job dutifully by waking me up with Mcdull's ringtone at 6.15 a.m for the very last school day of the year 2008. For the past 11 months, I'd been awaken by lots of kind of ringtones. So far, my favourite is "Chou Hei" by Mcdull. Once I reached school, I was caught by suprise by the sight of tons of aftertoon-oops, afternoon session students roaming around the school. And I cant find any morning school students! I freaked out, luckily I saw Michelle standing in the assembly area. Ishhh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The year-end holidays has now officially started!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*2 more months till I'm a last year student of high school.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3295566215842798688-6649410379524609856?l=livelifetodamax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/6649410379524609856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/6649410379524609856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livelifetodamax.blogspot.com/2008/11/listen.html' title='Listen.'/><author><name>Kar Men</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09070756123437093557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mkZboshVPuQ/TuXp0Iny8RI/AAAAAAAAA3E/JgdtRpyK-ZI/s220/PB186815ed.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3295566215842798688.post-7146934191685509069</id><published>2008-11-12T22:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T22:58:52.417+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holiday</title><content type='html'>The year end holidays will be starting soon ( 2 more days! ). Means more sleeping time and the time to revise back all form 4 syllabus. How irony. Form 5's are currently sitting for their SPM paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're next. The &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HORROR&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3295566215842798688-7146934191685509069?l=livelifetodamax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/7146934191685509069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/7146934191685509069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livelifetodamax.blogspot.com/2008/11/holiday.html' title='Holiday'/><author><name>Kar Men</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09070756123437093557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mkZboshVPuQ/TuXp0Iny8RI/AAAAAAAAA3E/JgdtRpyK-ZI/s220/PB186815ed.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3295566215842798688.post-7717562328208437022</id><published>2008-11-11T23:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T23:25:43.912+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Books.</title><content type='html'>Stock-check is killing me! Imagine sitting down in the big, old library and searching for old, dusty fictional and non-fictional books which are amounted up to thousand over books, from 8 to 3 everyday. And, yes, the books include Bahasa Melayu, English and Chinese. Well, maybe not really 8 to 3-lah, yet still!!I miss classes ( classes are not conducted anyway), not to mention miss all the fun in the class (wait, are the rest even having fun in the class?O.o). Geeez..One can easilly puke seeing the books on 3 to 4 freaking long tables. Waiting for the day where all the books return to their own respective shelves. CANT WAIT. Feel free to join me in the library yeah! Air-conditioned and brightly-lit, no worries! Lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3295566215842798688-7717562328208437022?l=livelifetodamax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/7717562328208437022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/7717562328208437022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livelifetodamax.blogspot.com/2008/11/books.html' title='Books.'/><author><name>Kar Men</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09070756123437093557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mkZboshVPuQ/TuXp0Iny8RI/AAAAAAAAA3E/JgdtRpyK-ZI/s220/PB186815ed.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3295566215842798688.post-881603134236049183</id><published>2008-11-08T22:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T22:11:34.639+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy bee.</title><content type='html'>Ah, school. The horror. Thought that I can kick back and relax through this one last week before the school ends. However, something came up and disrupts my plan! Ishhh! Mum's in &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Malacca&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;now. Teachers trip. Spent like 30 minutes pondering what to have for dinner with my dad. Thats what happens when mom's not in. Cooked my own lunch! Bread and eggs! Lol. I hate the weather. It causes tons of discomfort. The heat, sweat, headache and dizziness. I miss the rain, thunderstorm and strong winds. The best time to sleep in. RAIN!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3295566215842798688-881603134236049183?l=livelifetodamax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/881603134236049183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/881603134236049183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livelifetodamax.blogspot.com/2008/11/busy-bee.html' title='Busy bee.'/><author><name>Kar Men</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09070756123437093557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mkZboshVPuQ/TuXp0Iny8RI/AAAAAAAAA3E/JgdtRpyK-ZI/s220/PB186815ed.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3295566215842798688.post-3236683902355503030</id><published>2008-11-05T23:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T13:25:48.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Scream!</title><content type='html'>Going to school nowaday is practically meaningless. But, if the teacher wanna conduct lessons in the class, we'll give dozens of stupid reasons to stop her/him from doing so. No markers, no dusters, and the small number of students in the class. The number of students going to school get lesser and lesser day by day as most of them started working. My dear friend, Suet Fung is one of them. Miss her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm half-way thru reading New Moon. I was kinda dissapointed as this book focuses more on the relationship between Bella and Jacob. This means lesser on Edward Cullen! When the Twilight wave started hitting our school, the girls are practically swooning and drooling over Edward. I, of course thought that it was too much. However, once I started reading Twilight, the Edward Cullen craze hit me, and now I'm one of those thousand girls drooling over this oh-so-perfect fictional character.&lt;br /&gt;Now I just wanna scream out loud, bite me! Haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3295566215842798688-3236683902355503030?l=livelifetodamax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/3236683902355503030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/3236683902355503030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livelifetodamax.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post.html' title='Scream!'/><author><name>Kar Men</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09070756123437093557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mkZboshVPuQ/TuXp0Iny8RI/AAAAAAAAA3E/JgdtRpyK-ZI/s220/PB186815ed.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3295566215842798688.post-6291437095731378955</id><published>2008-11-03T22:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T22:56:52.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'>School.</title><content type='html'>Got back all my papers. Dissapointment. Dissapointment. Especially Chemistry and Bahasa Melayu. I should have expected such results. Frankly, I did not really put in 100% of hardwork in this term. I must work real hard within this 2 months to brush up on all the subjects (Hmm...)&lt;br /&gt;I shall put a full stop on the rantings now. Shall start anew.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, during moral period, Our Moral techer asked us something, and without much thinking we answered her something funny,or rude I shall say. The convo went something like this ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moral. T: Are you girls free tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt;We : No teacher, we're very busy.&lt;br /&gt;Moral. T : Your sahsiah marks will be given by me next year.&lt;br /&gt;We : Wait teacher! I guess we're kinda free tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Moral. T : Good! Please help me to clean up the garden.&lt;br /&gt;We : Dont have other students ka?&lt;br /&gt;Moral. T : They stopped schooling already...&lt;br /&gt;We : Okay teacher. Can we bring our sunnies tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt;Moral. T : What?!&lt;br /&gt;We : Sunglasses. Can we bring along our camera too?&lt;br /&gt;Moral. T : You girls..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, you guys can spot us in the small garden tomorrow. *winks*&lt;br /&gt;I'm in such a bad mood today. All thanks to Rabhindran and some U.M ( Unidentified Matter. Lol). Finally, we'd gotten our badges. Real shiny. Because of badges too had caused some conflict. Darnnit.&lt;br /&gt;The fight between the twins and Michelle is getting worser and worser day by day. Irritating. Though its kinda amusing sometimes, but something which they did today had crossed the boundaries. Plus their shouting and stupid pranks are getting on my nerves. Today, my poor school bag became their victim in their daily water fight. Arghh! Sometimes I really wonder, dont they get tired from fighting and quarelling everyday? I really do wonder! Through this incident too, I get to know how bad my temper is. Honestly, I'm quite afraid and shock of my sudden outrage today. After Anna told me my bag was wet because of THEM, I stood up, pushed and kicked away a chair and boom, I yelled at them. When I walked over to my mom's school and told her what happen, she was like, okay, okay, calm down dear! My face was freakishly red. I think I should learn how to control my temper. Anger management time!&lt;br /&gt;Through the same incident too, has thought me to let go of something. Something which I should let go from the beginning..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3295566215842798688-6291437095731378955?l=livelifetodamax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/6291437095731378955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/6291437095731378955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livelifetodamax.blogspot.com/2008/11/school.html' title='School.'/><author><name>Kar Men</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09070756123437093557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mkZboshVPuQ/TuXp0Iny8RI/AAAAAAAAA3E/JgdtRpyK-ZI/s220/PB186815ed.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3295566215842798688.post-1916669010058092510</id><published>2008-11-03T20:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T23:42:04.094+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Butterfly.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v2sdisydvPY/SQ7pRAx5WdI/AAAAAAAAAXI/gdkiNGbjhx4/s1600-h/butterfly.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264401492919015890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 166px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v2sdisydvPY/SQ7pRAx5WdI/AAAAAAAAAXI/gdkiNGbjhx4/s320/butterfly.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Nominated by Alexandra and Yee Wen to receive this butterfly award. Thanks Alex and Yee Wen! :D Here's the link to their blogs, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Alex &lt;a href="http://xandralee.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://xandralee.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yee Wen &lt;a href="http://www.x-thsweetaddiction.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.x-thsweetaddiction.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The other 10 nominees are,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Michelle &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Annabella&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cing&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Suet Fung&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Andrea&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Choon Khai&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Wen Yen&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Yi Ning&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Yen Theng&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Wen Cai&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Whee~! Congratulations babes! U got the Butterfly Award and mummy will be so proud of you! hahaaaa.What u have to do next? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here's what:To the nominees :&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1.Put the logo in your blog&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2.Add a link to the person who awarded you&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3.Nominate 10 other blogs&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;4.Add links to those blogs on yours&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;5.Leave a message for your nominess on their blogs &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3295566215842798688-1916669010058092510?l=livelifetodamax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/1916669010058092510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/1916669010058092510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livelifetodamax.blogspot.com/2008/11/butterfly.html' title='Butterfly.'/><author><name>Kar Men</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09070756123437093557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mkZboshVPuQ/TuXp0Iny8RI/AAAAAAAAA3E/JgdtRpyK-ZI/s220/PB186815ed.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v2sdisydvPY/SQ7pRAx5WdI/AAAAAAAAAXI/gdkiNGbjhx4/s72-c/butterfly.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3295566215842798688.post-319468721397415643</id><published>2008-11-01T02:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T02:17:11.331+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hush!</title><content type='html'>Gee..&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was the last day for the form 5's students. Wonder what was their feeling at that particular moment knowing that their high school lives have come to an end. Anyway, I'll have my answers very soon as one year from now, I'll get to feel it. Gahh! I can still remember vividly of my first day in form one. Nervous, happy, and all sorts of other weird feelings. Mixed feelings. Time seems to pass by very fast. We often  hear this, AND its very true. Sometimes I just dont feel like growing up. Being a child is just so..carefree! There's nothing to worry about when we were younger. Maybe the only thing to worry about is whether do we have sufficient time to play or not. Gee..life's hard. But, we have to grow up. We have to pass by every stage of life. This is life! We arent Peter Pan where we can stay young forever. So, we have to live our life to the max and seize the day (Carpe Diem!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3295566215842798688-319468721397415643?l=livelifetodamax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/319468721397415643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/319468721397415643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livelifetodamax.blogspot.com/2008/10/hush.html' title='Hush!'/><author><name>Kar Men</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09070756123437093557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mkZboshVPuQ/TuXp0Iny8RI/AAAAAAAAA3E/JgdtRpyK-ZI/s220/PB186815ed.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3295566215842798688.post-2324563984674440467</id><published>2008-10-30T19:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T20:10:16.464+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Girl power.</title><content type='html'>Deepavali was totally awesome. The best so far. As planned, my friends and I went to Rab's house. When Debbie and I reached there, we only started to realise that we had forgotten which block he's staying in and worst comes to worse, I'd lost his phone number. Luckily, Rab called me in time to ask what time we're coming. Thank God. if not, we would have to wait till someone arrives. His parents prepared a variety of yummy Indian delicacies and that includes curry chicken and of course my fave curry mutton! Then, we moved on to the living room to enjoy the titbits. We were totally full when we left the house. The house was full of talks and laughter. I bet one could hear em' right down the first floor. We too visited our class teacher, Pn. Sow. Though she wasnt in her usual work wear, she looked fab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, later at night, I attended my Grandma's birthday dinner. Everyear, my Grands birthday will be a "look-forward' event to all of us. As that is the only time, besides CNY, the Aw clan will get together. We booked a room in the restaurant, and this means, Karaoke session. Mind you, one of my aunts is a frequent visitor of karaokes. She lead the first song, and keep asking the younger ones to join in. I was reluctant of course. But, as the night went on I started grab hold of the mic and sang along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the clock strikes 11, we started bid each other farewell. However, for me, the bight is still young, and theres more waiting for me. Ah-hah! Went back and started packing to another "look-forward" activity of the night. It was none other than Debbie's movies night. For the first time ever, my mom actually gave in and let me sleep over in Debbie's place but it didnt went on as planned. The first movie was Meet Dave, then followed by Ferryman. Meet Dave was funny, the latter was okay. At least its better than Hatchet! Then our lil' tummies started making awful noises. Mamak was of course our first choice but it was closed. So we dialled 1300-13-1300. However, we made a mistake of asking our dear &lt;em&gt;Miss. Lee&lt;/em&gt; to call. =X! The phone operator thought we were a bunch of lunatics making prank calls at 1 in the morning. We knew that right away after he started asking to talk to our parents and asking &lt;em&gt;Miss. Lee's&lt;/em&gt; age. Luckily, &lt;em&gt;Ms. Lee&lt;/em&gt; and us abled to assure him that we were really placing an order not prank call. That moment was totally humourous and it was such a waste that we did not record it down. When the food came, we started cutting em' into smaller pieces, for the sake of cheating ourselves that we were eating more. How more pathetic can we be? Hmm... xD! And that's when things started went wrong. My tummy was awfully in pain once I took the first fry. It didnt help by going to he toilet. So, I ended up calling my dad at 4 in the morning (!) to fetch me back. (Thanks Dad!) I missed all the fun! Hmmph..They even went to Kam Hin for Dim sum! Double hmmph! Hope that Debbie will organise another movie marathon. (Get it Debbie?!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, and, and..&lt;br /&gt;not to forget, my calculator is back by my side.&lt;br /&gt;I swear that I'm gonna take good care of her. :D&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Chen Hsiong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Started taking back our test papers back. Dissapointment was the first wave to hit me. Gahh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3295566215842798688-2324563984674440467?l=livelifetodamax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/2324563984674440467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/2324563984674440467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livelifetodamax.blogspot.com/2008/10/girl-power.html' title='Girl power.'/><author><name>Kar Men</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09070756123437093557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mkZboshVPuQ/TuXp0Iny8RI/AAAAAAAAA3E/JgdtRpyK-ZI/s220/PB186815ed.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3295566215842798688.post-2656599615560014123</id><published>2008-10-24T23:05:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T12:06:25.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Books</title><content type='html'>Bought four brand new books from the MPH Warehouse Sales. Four books and under RM 50. Rare case indeed. Though it was kinda hot and humid, the huge array of novels shifted my uneasiness to the books. I searched high and low for some cheap yet good books. They are a lot of new books, unlike those I'd been before. Anyway, it just started yesterday, so there are a lot of books. Including the latest book Breaking Dawn, by Stephenie Meyer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These are the books which I bought&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260739507475048306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 171px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 227px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v2sdisydvPY/SQHmtZ7p53I/AAAAAAAAAWY/NbpUDov2sRY/s320/PA150089.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260739493637200434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 175px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 206px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v2sdisydvPY/SQHmsmYdGjI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/o8WUB5_Ofws/s320/PA150088.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260739515033642194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 172px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 234px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v2sdisydvPY/SQHmt2Fw5NI/AAAAAAAAAWg/1-bTUvaEHa8/s320/PA150090.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260739484534604322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 179px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v2sdisydvPY/SQHmsEeOgiI/AAAAAAAAAWI/Faq5bf7SZ7o/s320/PA150087.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260739521971454770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 221px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 219px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v2sdisydvPY/SQHmuP73gzI/AAAAAAAAAWo/Pydrf9HxvyY/s320/PA150093.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;My Almost complete collection of princess Diaries. =X (1st book missing. =X)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260740715906297346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 215px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 183px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v2sdisydvPY/SQHnzvsHbgI/AAAAAAAAAWw/AkL1oTXtYGo/s320/PA150096.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;And not to forget..my list of favourite books.  So far they are, Charlie and Twilight.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Currently, I'm still reading New Moon so I cant make any conclusions yet. However, I can say that I'm LOVIN' it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3295566215842798688-2656599615560014123?l=livelifetodamax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/2656599615560014123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/2656599615560014123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livelifetodamax.blogspot.com/2008/10/books.html' title='Books'/><author><name>Kar Men</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09070756123437093557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mkZboshVPuQ/TuXp0Iny8RI/AAAAAAAAA3E/JgdtRpyK-ZI/s220/PB186815ed.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v2sdisydvPY/SQHmtZ7p53I/AAAAAAAAAWY/NbpUDov2sRY/s72-c/PA150089.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3295566215842798688.post-5002104384414981234</id><published>2008-10-24T19:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T19:33:36.417+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Missing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;            &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;MISSING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Suppose to be a happy day as my finals ended today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;However, something terrible happened.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;My calculator is missing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It has been my &lt;em&gt;fighting mate&lt;/em&gt; in the maths war for 4 long years and 1 year of additional maths and physics war.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I miss her..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Had I left her in school?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Is she with another person right now?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Or she's all alone in the cold and scary classroom of mine?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I want her badly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I want her back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I wanna see her broad long grey body.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I wanna press the buttons on her. (sounds so wrong!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I want her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Anyway, if you see her lying anywhere, please return it back to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The model is 350.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3295566215842798688-5002104384414981234?l=livelifetodamax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/5002104384414981234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/5002104384414981234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livelifetodamax.blogspot.com/2008/10/missing.html' title='Missing'/><author><name>Kar Men</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09070756123437093557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mkZboshVPuQ/TuXp0Iny8RI/AAAAAAAAA3E/JgdtRpyK-ZI/s220/PB186815ed.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3295566215842798688.post-7044976471657139982</id><published>2008-10-24T14:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T14:33:35.705+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FREE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;  FREE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3295566215842798688-7044976471657139982?l=livelifetodamax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/7044976471657139982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295566215842798688/posts/default/7044976471657139982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livelifetodamax.blogspot.com/2008/10/free.html' title='FREE'/><author><name>Kar Men</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09070756123437093557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mkZboshVPuQ/TuXp0Iny8RI/AAAAAAAAA3E/JgdtRpyK-ZI/s220/PB186815ed.jpg'/></author></entry></feed>
