<?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-20227005</id><updated>2012-02-02T14:54:02.223+08:00</updated><category term='dailies'/><category term='shows'/><category term='personal'/><category term='movies'/><category term='adventures'/><category term='occasions'/><category term='exams'/><category term='books'/><category term='random'/><category term='music'/><category term='games'/><category term='events'/><category term='eyecandy'/><category term='little things'/><category term='nails'/><category term='birthdays'/><category term='gigs'/><category term='tags'/><category term='dreams'/><category term='oh ffs'/><category term='holidays'/><category term='thoughts'/><category term='outings'/><category term='football'/><category term='driving'/><category term='lets get lyrical'/><category term='friends'/><title type='text'>The Debbie v2!</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the--bee.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20227005/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the--bee.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20227005/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11971396000002372190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>122</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20227005.post-7820095754357652145</id><published>2011-11-28T03:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-28T04:04:47.236+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shows'/><title type='text'>That awkward moment when you watch a show called 'Awkward' that isnt awkward at all.</title><content type='html'>Hello! Its been awhile eh? I know nobody visits anymore except for spammers so this time, I'm just blogging for myself. Sort of like a journal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sooo today I was watching this TV show called '&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1663676/"&gt;Awkward&lt;/a&gt;.' on MTV right, and I know.. I know... Its MTV. They're not exactly famous for producing quality TV shows, but this one.. this one is a gem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.wikia.com/awkwardtvshow/images/b/b3/Awkward._(TV_series).jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="231" src="http://images.wikia.com/awkwardtvshow/images/b/b3/Awkward._(TV_series).jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It isnt a retarded reality show on MTV like Teen Moms, Freaky Kids in Beauty Pageants (I honestly dont know what the real title is hahaha) or Jersey Shore, but it is an actual, scripted TV show with professional actors and actresses. I stumbled upon it on MTV while channel-surfing today and because I recognised 2 of the actors (&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm2155525/"&gt;Beau Mirchoff&lt;/a&gt; who played Danny Bolen on Desperate Housewives and &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm2413197/"&gt;Ashley Rickards&lt;/a&gt; who played Sam on One Tree Hill), I decided not to switch channels and watch it for awhile. And I never switched the channel until the Awkward marathon was done. I believe I watched 3 episodes in one sitting on MTV earlier today. It was that good. Or, more like, I just liked it that much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first I thought it was gonna be a romantic-drama reality show like The Hills or something, but nope! It is actually a comedy-drama! I found some parts surprisingly hilarious and some parts were super awwwww-worthy. Especially for a TV show about high school drama. But then again, I'm starting to realise that I'm developing a guilty pleasure for high school dramas. It used to be acceptable back then to watch it, back when I was in high school, because it was so relatable? But now its quite frowned-upon to be so interested in high school drama shows at my age, because we've gone way past that petty drama age, with the cliques and jocks, popular bitches and nerdy wannabes, all that back-stabbing and gossiping hoo ha. But high school never really ends, does it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;What the creators of Awkward has brought to the table was a mature, relatable, cynical yet hopelessly romantic 16-year-old protagonist who.. yeah, pretty much stumbles through high school. Sounds typical, I know, but she brings a fresh perspective to situations with her voice-over narrations/thoughts. I'll be honest, what caught my eye at first was how hot Beau Mirchoff is (LOL I just cant help it sometimes :P) and the first few scenes I saw was of them being cute together! Before some shit happens la, as expected. But what kept me drawn to this show was the humour, whether it was her parents, her guidance counsellor, her best friends or even her own hilariously snarky thoughts, it was funny! It was entertaining. And it was relatable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://hellogiggles.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/09/awkward-tv-show-image-06-350x471.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://hellogiggles.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/09/awkward-tv-show-image-06-350x471.jpg" width="237" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not really good at writing reviews, but hey, maybe that 8.3/10 score on IMDB can be a little convincing eh? Once the marathon on MTV was over, I ran upstairs to my room, IMDB-ed this tv show and went on a torrent spree. I downloaded and watched the entire 12-episode season after that, and here I am, blogging! Because this show sparked up an old feeling of mine.. that old hopeless romantic in me that went missing for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats the thing about high school romance, it was the only thing high schoolers needed to worry about. Education back in school was easy, and the cramming and studying was only needed as we approached exams, but when it wasnt exam season, when we didnt have bitches to worry about, we had our crushes to crush on, boys to overanalyse and all that shit. I guess I kind of miss that, and the whole not having to worry about my studies bit. Because lets face it, uni has been sucking me dry, and i'm only halfway through my course. I miss being carefree. I miss the days where relationships were easy and not full of complicated blurred lines like "we're just dating", "its not exclusive", "it's an open relationship" and all that. I missed being a hopeless romantic! Because its better to have love and lost, than not to have loved at all right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I guess what this show has done is brought back all the memories and carefree-ness and whatnot that I've missed. I guess thats why I do enjoy watching high school shows, to escape from reality and just focus on somebody else's fantasy. To indulge in watching someone else be hopelessly and romantically happy. With a cute boy too, haha. Because its fun and entertaining and it floats my boat. And I'm not ashamed of it, hehe :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(And also frankly I think its because I am turning 21 in a few days and I don't think I am emotionally or mentally ready to grow up :'( Why can't I be a teenager foreverrrr whyyyyyy?? lolol)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20227005-7820095754357652145?l=the--bee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the--bee.blogspot.com/feeds/7820095754357652145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20227005&amp;postID=7820095754357652145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20227005/posts/default/7820095754357652145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20227005/posts/default/7820095754357652145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the--bee.blogspot.com/2011/11/hello-its-been-awhile-eh-i-know-nobody.html' title='That awkward moment when you watch a show called &apos;Awkward&apos; that isnt awkward at all.'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11971396000002372190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20227005.post-595063990309441362</id><published>2011-04-16T23:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T13:29:14.360+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><title type='text'>Limitless</title><content type='html'>Btw, on another note, I caught Limitless last night, with Jarrel and Cheryl WHOM I HAVE NOT SEEN IN WEEEEEKS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.shockya.com/news/wp-content/uploads/limitless-movie-poster-review.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://www.shockya.com/news/wp-content/uploads/limitless-movie-poster-review.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was really good!! Wow I just realised I havent blogged about a movie in forever. The last movie I blogged about was Toy Story 3. Holy--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, yes, basically (all that I am about to say is already mentioned in the trailer already ok, so this aint spoilers) it's about this struggling writer who takes this "smart pill" that makes him use 100% of his brain (instead of the usual 20% that humans only use), and he rises to fame and fortune practically overnight, but of course, there are people out to get him and whatnot, or else the movie would be pointless now wouldnt it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's really good la, I dont really know how much to describe it but its so thrilling and suspenseful and funny and you also have your eyecandy (Bradley Cooper for the ladies, or Abbie Cornish for the guys.. but mostly Bradley Cooper for the girls la :P), and I think this movie is appealing to both males and females? Its not your usual non-stop boring action, and its not very romanticy and sappy either.. not at all, actually. Romance probably makes up like only 10% of this movie, and it isnt your usual "for the sake of it" type of romance that most male-oriented movies do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, this movie is pretty long.. About 2 hours. But it doesnt feel like it, not at all. I thought the ending was DAMN abrupt though, when the ending credits rolled I was literally "THATS IT??", probably because they ended it in such a way that feels like there's still lots more of the movie to go. And they ended it at such a weird scene.. like a 'filler' scene, in a way. Yeah, I was kinda caught off guard actually, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of credits, watch out for the opening credits. Veeeery headache-inducing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall end this post abruptly too, like the old days. Bye! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20227005-595063990309441362?l=the--bee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the--bee.blogspot.com/feeds/595063990309441362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20227005&amp;postID=595063990309441362' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20227005/posts/default/595063990309441362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20227005/posts/default/595063990309441362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the--bee.blogspot.com/2011/04/btw-on-another-note-i-caught-limitless.html' title='Limitless'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11971396000002372190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20227005.post-5973097451646835100</id><published>2011-04-13T23:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T13:28:29.997+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nails'/><title type='text'>Loooong taaaimmm nooo seeeee</title><content type='html'>So.. I think it's safe to say that throughout my whole entire semester so far.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... this week is the only week where I have short nails, LOL! Bet you weren't expecting that. Its because it's my midterms week... but I think its mostly because a nail broke and me being a perfectionist, every nail has to be the same length :( so yeah. But here's a picture of one colour I bought! I recently bought 4 new polishes online btw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wkzC5bpfXok/Tamq7oRAMWI/AAAAAAAAApo/UaXqTirZplM/s1600/opi.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wkzC5bpfXok/Tamq7oRAMWI/AAAAAAAAApo/UaXqTirZplM/s400/opi.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are my first ever OPI polishes ever owned okay. I bought 2 OPI polishes, each for RM27. Retail prices are RM59.90. Bargain? HELL YES. Its less than half the retail price in Malaysia.. I cant even...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I bought Rumple's Wiggin' (pale lilac) from the Shrek collection, and Yodel Me On My Cell (blue/green shimmer) from their Swiss collection. Gorgeousssss. Will post more pics soon when I'm not so busy ahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AuIafzKq6Sk/Tamq7Hke4-I/AAAAAAAAApk/KkwZa_TcbJs/s1600/eyekocg.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AuIafzKq6Sk/Tamq7Hke4-I/AAAAAAAAApk/KkwZa_TcbJs/s400/eyekocg.jpg" style="cursor: move;" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought 2 more polishes from another website, Eyeko's Vintage Polish (RM15, it was on sale) and China Glaze's Sea Spray (RM25) from their Anchor's Away! collection, which is the one I'm gonna show pictures of today. Btw I dont think you can even get these brands here in Malaysia? Haven't seen them around yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cZnasvM8Y7I/Tamq6sHDUsI/AAAAAAAAApg/yhGaUwBywwY/s1600/cgss2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cZnasvM8Y7I/Tamq6sHDUsI/AAAAAAAAApg/yhGaUwBywwY/s400/cgss2.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No topcoat btw. Its a gloomy blueish grey pastel colour, that has micro shimmers in them!! Cant really see it under fluorescent light though, but under sunlight like below...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GeEImYDDAGQ/Tamq6Qy4jkI/AAAAAAAAApc/Lbu9yc8biwU/s1600/cgss.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GeEImYDDAGQ/Tamq6Qy4jkI/AAAAAAAAApc/Lbu9yc8biwU/s400/cgss.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you see it? can you see it? Its clearer on the bottle, and maybe you ought to click on the picture to view it in full size to notice the micro shimmers on the nail... its veeeery subtle. But yes, its a very gloomy colour, but I kinda like it for some reason! Well obviously yeah, or else I wouldn't spend RM25 on it now would I? haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I think it's safe to say that I caught the beauty bug. Throughout this past year, my make up collection has increased quite a bit.. and so have my nail polishes collection. I actually own make up brushes now, compared to having none like a year ago. I've subscribed to more beauty gurus on youtube and... I dunno. I look forward to wearing make up more often? haha. Despite having such shitty skin!! Damn you hormones!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways. Yeah, just though I'd wipe some dust off this blog and blog about something... haha. Okay, back to studying :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20227005-5973097451646835100?l=the--bee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the--bee.blogspot.com/feeds/5973097451646835100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20227005&amp;postID=5973097451646835100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20227005/posts/default/5973097451646835100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20227005/posts/default/5973097451646835100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the--bee.blogspot.com/2011/04/loooong-taaaimmm-nooo-seeeee.html' title='Loooong taaaimmm nooo seeeee'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11971396000002372190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wkzC5bpfXok/Tamq7oRAMWI/AAAAAAAAApo/UaXqTirZplM/s72-c/opi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20227005.post-2327742601906619756</id><published>2011-03-09T00:34:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-09T01:56:33.438+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dailies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adventures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='events'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='occasions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><title type='text'>Heavy Picture post!</title><content type='html'>Nude nails for the weekend (last weekend, anyway) :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ysauP7PWJWM/TXZazhq1xmI/AAAAAAAAAn8/MO6Kjzz0CAo/s1600/Photo%2BMar%2B07%252C%2B10%2B09%2B18%2BPM.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ysauP7PWJWM/TXZazhq1xmI/AAAAAAAAAn8/MO6Kjzz0CAo/s400/Photo%2BMar%2B07%252C%2B10%2B09%2B18%2BPM.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581748629430191714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Non-instagrammified, without top coat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-60Bkt8DzI1A/TXZazyGEvGI/AAAAAAAAAoE/wSrchhSVac8/s1600/Photo%2BMar%2B07%252C%2B10%2B08%2B59%2BPM.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-60Bkt8DzI1A/TXZazyGEvGI/AAAAAAAAAoE/wSrchhSVac8/s400/Photo%2BMar%2B07%252C%2B10%2B08%2B59%2BPM.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581748633839385698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Instagrammified, with top-coat, poorly applied as you can see shiny bits on my cuticles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used in2it's french mani set in the beigey nude colour. Its soooo sheer, that even with 3 coats, you can still see the whites on my tips! But I kinda like how it turned out, because its not completely pastel but has like a little shimmer in it hehehh. Pictures taken with my iphone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. My iPhone. I GOT AN IPHONE WOOHOOOO!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was always contemplating getting either an iPhone or a BB, but once I gave back the iPod Touch to Keith, omg, withdrawal symptoms much? hahaha. What can I say? I caught the Apple bug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://desmond.yfrog.com/Himg611/scaled.php?tn=0&amp;amp;server=611&amp;amp;filename=q6lny.jpg&amp;amp;xsize=640&amp;amp;ysize=640"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 402px;" src="http://desmond.yfrog.com/Himg611/scaled.php?tn=0&amp;amp;server=611&amp;amp;filename=q6lny.jpg&amp;amp;xsize=640&amp;amp;ysize=640" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Syok sendiri :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those nails were painted in Elianto's Thistle btw. Yeah I've been a little bit obsessed with nail colour lately LOL. But it'll subside eventually. I've already ordered quite a bit online HEH! shy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo, Year 2 Sem 1 has officially begun! With tutorials starting to pile up and lecturers finishing the first chapter of the syllabus, my holidays felt like they were officially over once Nick (the last one to leave for Australia out of the group) left for Sydney. You could say my holidays were defined when my friends from Australia came back, and now that they're gone, so are my holidays I guess. Feels like that anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here are some pictures of what I was up to in the last 3 months :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/74632_481615622440_674532440_6131786_2122422_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/74632_481615622440_674532440_6131786_2122422_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My 20th birthday dinner @ Rosemary's Bites!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/154239_479641367440_674532440_6108260_3028046_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 401px;" src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/154239_479641367440_674532440_6108260_3028046_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Fish Spa for the first time! With Justin and Cheryl (behind the camera)&lt;br /&gt;We went shopping that day @ KL :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/168267_10150343683745088_872740087_16570206_3052835_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 401px; height: 268px;" src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/168267_10150343683745088_872740087_16570206_3052835_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Indian Poker @ Julie's Housewarming Party! These are my uni mates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/168046_10150343684360088_872740087_16570225_7751481_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 402px; height: 268px;" src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/168046_10150343684360088_872740087_16570225_7751481_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I know I hardly blog about these people, but they're a hilaaarious bunch!&lt;br /&gt;Cant get through uni-life without them man haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Melaka Trip! Somewhere in December.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-l6XlWBWm01s/TXZe22kW9LI/AAAAAAAAAoM/dS2WkGmdDyw/s1600/DSC06349.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-l6XlWBWm01s/TXZe22kW9LI/AAAAAAAAAoM/dS2WkGmdDyw/s400/DSC06349.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581753084626269362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;All of us in the car on the way to Melaka!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9WdbMWy43AU/TXZe3LqjN_I/AAAAAAAAAoU/KiXKBOTKZOM/s1600/DSC06356.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9WdbMWy43AU/TXZe3LqjN_I/AAAAAAAAAoU/KiXKBOTKZOM/s400/DSC06356.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581753090289383410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Best. Cake. EVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/164403_484239077440_674532440_6170357_3036781_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/164403_484239077440_674532440_6170357_3036781_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pretend-Rockstar picture in front of a wall full of graffiti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dI6jkxC-B0E/TXZe36vPrTI/AAAAAAAAAoc/dGLitm08ESM/s1600/DSC06391.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dI6jkxC-B0E/TXZe36vPrTI/AAAAAAAAAoc/dGLitm08ESM/s400/DSC06391.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581753102925540658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Winkyface and I! on some hilltop at that Fallen church thingy.. thing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sDldscpn5Rg/TXZgAmsIJcI/AAAAAAAAAo0/D-OIln4Mk1Q/s1600/DSC06405.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sDldscpn5Rg/TXZgAmsIJcI/AAAAAAAAAo0/D-OIln4Mk1Q/s400/DSC06405.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581754351674205634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Statue of Francis Light I believe? Founder of that fallen church.. thingy... thing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/63545_484240267440_674532440_6170388_1505436_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 401px; height: 300px;" src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/63545_484240267440_674532440_6170388_1505436_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pretty group picture!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gFhE6NBB4xs/TXZe4HTkqkI/AAAAAAAAAok/vt99v7ylRys/s1600/DSC06368.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gFhE6NBB4xs/TXZe4HTkqkI/AAAAAAAAAok/vt99v7ylRys/s400/DSC06368.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581753106299136578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One of the attractions we saw at Melaka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O1ij6Dy1Oxo/TXZgCl-PmyI/AAAAAAAAApM/S-HVtDGkX_A/s1600/DSC06382.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O1ij6Dy1Oxo/TXZgCl-PmyI/AAAAAAAAApM/S-HVtDGkX_A/s400/DSC06382.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581754385841494818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Another church we visited! It had glass-stained windows. I was a jakun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tIHezP0p8Lo/TXZe4tpzuWI/AAAAAAAAAos/cU_dHPm7nFE/s1600/DSC06371.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tIHezP0p8Lo/TXZe4tpzuWI/AAAAAAAAAos/cU_dHPm7nFE/s400/DSC06371.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581753116592945506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Archways!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-P5epfB_CzoQ/TXZgBdHWIxI/AAAAAAAAAo8/xGO0lqY4WXM/s1600/DSC06407.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-P5epfB_CzoQ/TXZgBdHWIxI/AAAAAAAAAo8/xGO0lqY4WXM/s400/DSC06407.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581754366283883282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jonker Walk! Packed like sardines that weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/168860_10150357560405556_551040555_16541831_5740433_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/168860_10150357560405556_551040555_16541831_5740433_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;~~Shu Ling's classy party~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/168597_491182125635_561630635_6551011_5175195_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 401px; height: 301px;" src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/168597_491182125635_561630635_6551011_5175195_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Shu Ling's ozzie party, full of nothing but ozzie food, ozzie desserts and.. ozzies? haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/168703_491182335635_561630635_6551017_2333545_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 417px; height: 313px;" src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/168703_491182335635_561630635_6551017_2333545_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Shu Ling's ozzie party. She likes to host a lot of parties&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas Eve-eve @ Cheryl's church.. in Subang. I dunno the name sorry :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/39447_488742147440_674532440_6239611_3947110_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/39447_488742147440_674532440_6239611_3947110_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cheryl was dancing that night! She also choreographed the whole dance in the play which is pretty darn cool if you ask me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Year's @ Wing's Apartment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bZg8fgUXz2c/TXZgB1sexMI/AAAAAAAAApE/mjA08efOmsQ/s1600/DSC06577.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bZg8fgUXz2c/TXZgB1sexMI/AAAAAAAAApE/mjA08efOmsQ/s400/DSC06577.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581754372882089154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;PANTS REUNION WAWAWWAWAWAW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JtEDttgzxQI/TXZgDdMnChI/AAAAAAAAApU/A1aDHkOfQTY/s1600/DSC06579.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JtEDttgzxQI/TXZgDdMnChI/AAAAAAAAApU/A1aDHkOfQTY/s400/DSC06579.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581754400665700882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;COCO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/163115_485386405635_561630635_6447290_4460190_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/163115_485386405635_561630635_6447290_4460190_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Errrr'body with their silly poses!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/168502_487352775635_561630635_6489597_5987299_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/168502_487352775635_561630635_6489597_5987299_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Go Karting day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/167382_487353085635_561630635_6489601_7124260_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 403px; height: 303px;" src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/167382_487353085635_561630635_6489601_7124260_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Rock On bitches hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/180281_496171560635_561630635_6621801_3086365_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 401px; height: 300px;" src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/180281_496171560635_561630635_6621801_3086365_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lauranne's Farewell :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/155077_481960267440_674532440_6136051_1460109_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 402px; height: 301px;" src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/155077_481960267440_674532440_6136051_1460109_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Go Karting again... another day. har.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/168170_491173190635_561630635_6550892_4577137_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 401px;" src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/168170_491173190635_561630635_6550892_4577137_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Most of the time spent during the holidays was at someone's home, playing xbox, or gambling, or just plain mamak-ing. Dont mess. I'm a good band-hero drummer on 'Easy' haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/184978_10150099672635636_561630635_6834480_5883701_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 401px; height: 301px;" src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/184978_10150099672635636_561630635_6834480_5883701_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sending Yin Mun off :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I think that's all I should post for now. Some pictures are from my camera, and facebook. I also went to Thailand for a week! Will blog about that soon-ish (probably never, knowing me) as I have yet to upload the pictures into my computer lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have uni tomorrow. BAI!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20227005-2327742601906619756?l=the--bee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the--bee.blogspot.com/feeds/2327742601906619756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20227005&amp;postID=2327742601906619756' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20227005/posts/default/2327742601906619756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20227005/posts/default/2327742601906619756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the--bee.blogspot.com/2011/03/heavy-picture-post.html' title='Heavy Picture post!'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11971396000002372190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ysauP7PWJWM/TXZazhq1xmI/AAAAAAAAAn8/MO6Kjzz0CAo/s72-c/Photo%2BMar%2B07%252C%2B10%2B09%2B18%2BPM.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20227005.post-6084387627782370341</id><published>2011-02-04T15:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-04T17:01:47.368+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='occasions'/><title type='text'>Hello!</title><content type='html'>Happy Chinese New Year u gwaaaizzz!!! (you guys)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~*~*~*~**~*~**~*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Those are my lala e-fireworks. I give them generously to people! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its the year of the Bunny!! waaah cute overload omfg&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P7V_s3yyW1Q/SgMF61ME1zI/AAAAAAAAAK0/tUGBL94apnA/s400/bunny11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 326px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P7V_s3yyW1Q/SgMF61ME1zI/AAAAAAAAAK0/tUGBL94apnA/s400/bunny11.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then while on google images, I stumbled upon HAPPY BUNNY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.freewebs.com/jsweet1981/Icon%20Collages/Happy%20bunny%20for%20crystal.PNG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 296px; height: 288px;" src="http://www.freewebs.com/jsweet1981/Icon%20Collages/Happy%20bunny%20for%20crystal.PNG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://korayakarsu.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2006/11/happy-bunny.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 502px; height: 271px;" src="http://korayakarsu.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2006/11/happy-bunny.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://msfriendly.files.wordpress.com/2008/04/hbunny-teachers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 279px; height: 381px;" src="http://msfriendly.files.wordpress.com/2008/04/hbunny-teachers.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So adorable, omg hahaha. And so sarcastic. You know me, I love me my dose of sarcasm (as long as its not aimed at me lol).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just thought I'd share :) and post a filler post to feed my blog a little, since I havent updated since friggin November hahaha. I didnt even blog about my birthday, Christmas, New Year, etc. So sad. Totally lost the mood to blog. And I guess you could say I got distracted with.. life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But enough about that. Happy Bunny Chinese New Year guys :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20227005-6084387627782370341?l=the--bee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the--bee.blogspot.com/feeds/6084387627782370341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20227005&amp;postID=6084387627782370341' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20227005/posts/default/6084387627782370341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20227005/posts/default/6084387627782370341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the--bee.blogspot.com/2011/02/hello.html' title='Hello!'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11971396000002372190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P7V_s3yyW1Q/SgMF61ME1zI/AAAAAAAAAK0/tUGBL94apnA/s72-c/bunny11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20227005.post-956824177881964463</id><published>2010-11-12T19:12:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-13T17:18:30.020+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gigs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Paramoooaaarrrr</title><content type='html'>Finally, I can blog about paramore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, EXAMS ARE OVAAAAR BAYBEHHHHHHHHHHHH WOOOO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okays, so Paramore was on 19th October, A MONTH AGO LOL. The reason why I'm only blogging now is because for the past month I've been studying my ass off for my finals!! aaah. If I get through this, I'll be in Year 2. Where we all get seperated and segregated into our majors, mine being Chemical Engineering. eeeeek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Details:&lt;br /&gt;Band: Paramore&lt;br /&gt;Venue: Stadium Negara, Bukit Jalil (aka the massive football stadium)&lt;br /&gt;Date: 19th October 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went for the gig with Yin Mun, we both got the cheapest tickets because we were damn broke hahaha. And we tumpang-ed Joel's car who was fetching Irwan and ShinYin as well. They got the slightly more expensive tickets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/TN0igcPU9aI/AAAAAAAAAlM/c36whaYP-As/s1600/DSC05625.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/TN0igcPU9aI/AAAAAAAAAlM/c36whaYP-As/s400/DSC05625.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538621057467217314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Yinmun and I! She so purdy.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post is gonna be picture-heavy, so i'm gonna condense it. hehheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="fullpost"&gt;We were one of the first few in line baybeh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/TN0j_xgR-HI/AAAAAAAAAlU/YMYMneXAbXg/s1600/DSC05624.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/TN0j_xgR-HI/AAAAAAAAAlU/YMYMneXAbXg/s400/DSC05624.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538622695263041650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Joel with his Samsung Galaxy, and THE LIIINEEEE&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/TN0kAFq5n5I/AAAAAAAAAlc/0ZuGh6iLvPA/s1600/DSC05628.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/TN0kAFq5n5I/AAAAAAAAAlc/0ZuGh6iLvPA/s400/DSC05628.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538622700676292498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Yup. We were first in line woot.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We probably reached the stadium at about 4pm-ish? Waited in line, ate some food, and when the doors opened at 7, we RAN IN. I managed to sneak in my 2 bottles of water haha! I always bring 2 bottles of water to gigs. especially if you're gonna be at the moshpit, water is ESSENTIAL if you want to stay conscious. Too bad we didn't get moshpit tickets, they were like friggin close to RM400 bucks man. Insane. Only the rich kids got to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So once we entered the stadium, we immediately went for the lowest and middle-st seats, and we got them! Right behind the barrier/balcony thingy. Epic. Then the wait began. There were a bunch of food stalls outside the stadium, but inside the stadium gates, so we tapaoed food to eat while we waited for the gig to start. Sitting in gigs is so chilled la, compared to the moshpit where you have to starve to SURVIVE. I feel so old for saying that lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/TN0kAawzeWI/AAAAAAAAAlk/v39c2CurEuQ/s1600/DSC05636.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/TN0kAawzeWI/AAAAAAAAAlk/v39c2CurEuQ/s400/DSC05636.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538622706338199906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I spotted my classmate LOL&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/TN0kAvdr9HI/AAAAAAAAAls/ODYOadxsHaE/s1600/DSC05637.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/TN0kAvdr9HI/AAAAAAAAAls/ODYOadxsHaE/s400/DSC05637.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538622711895159922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And while waiting, we spotted this black MPV driving behind the stage! ZOMG IT WAS PARAMORE. THEY WERE ENTERING THE BUILDING LIKE RIGHT NOW. Only people on the balcony (aka us) could spot them because they were blocked by the cardboard walls, but we were high enough to see above the walls. And the best part was Hayley spotted us as well! She was walking from the MPV to backstage and we could spot her hair from a mile away, we yelled and clapped and she gave us a huuuuge wave zomg, thats when it sank in that PARAMORE IS IN DA HAAAUSSS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then the gig started no more than a minute after that moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/TN0kBP9W9iI/AAAAAAAAAl0/sTKT588HAPo/s1600/DSC05641.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/TN0kBP9W9iI/AAAAAAAAAl0/sTKT588HAPo/s400/DSC05641.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538622720617936418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;They were teasing us with their silhouettes before the white curtain came down. Shit camera quality from here on out, sorry. My camera's not good in the dark.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/TN0m8b7__uI/AAAAAAAAAl8/JDwp2hLZpNE/s1600/DSC05650.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/TN0m8b7__uI/AAAAAAAAAl8/JDwp2hLZpNE/s400/DSC05650.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538625936468999906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/TN0m8w5aJGI/AAAAAAAAAmE/4AH7Zc2vYLU/s1600/DSC05651.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/TN0m8w5aJGI/AAAAAAAAAmE/4AH7Zc2vYLU/s400/DSC05651.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538625942095275106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yaXV1WXlEbI?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_GB"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/yaXV1WXlEbI?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_GB" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hayley banters with us and i go nuts haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/TN0m9f-Ns4I/AAAAAAAAAmM/KG__UMwhKiM/s1600/DSC05653.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/TN0m9f-Ns4I/AAAAAAAAAmM/KG__UMwhKiM/s400/DSC05653.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538625954731897730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They had an acoustic set as well!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/TN0m9u660yI/AAAAAAAAAmU/haxsRXXKZ8k/s1600/DSC05658.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/TN0m9u660yI/AAAAAAAAAmU/haxsRXXKZ8k/s400/DSC05658.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538625958744609570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/TN0m-MuQsdI/AAAAAAAAAmc/FXnwmnfX5aQ/s1600/DSC05661.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/TN0m-MuQsdI/AAAAAAAAAmc/FXnwmnfX5aQ/s400/DSC05661.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538625966744580562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile during Misguided Ghosts right, I think something went wrong with Hayley's mic because when she was singing the last chorus, we couldn't hear anything! It was quite fail. I was taking a video of it too, meh. Disappointed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TPMM1hoPQoE?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_GB"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TPMM1hoPQoE?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_GB" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the video. Pardon my singing please. And I talk way too much sometimes hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/TN0sqFxGfEI/AAAAAAAAAmk/uUbkZBWlh2Y/s1600/DSC05666.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/TN0sqFxGfEI/AAAAAAAAAmk/uUbkZBWlh2Y/s400/DSC05666.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538632218349829186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/TN0sqX1JYPI/AAAAAAAAAms/EZGZbVXTLz4/s1600/DSC05667.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/TN0sqX1JYPI/AAAAAAAAAms/EZGZbVXTLz4/s400/DSC05667.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538632223198634226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/TN0sqivDzSI/AAAAAAAAAm0/1xZ1Kr3zMtI/s1600/DSC05669.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/TN0sqivDzSI/AAAAAAAAAm0/1xZ1Kr3zMtI/s400/DSC05669.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538632226125892898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/TN0sqzSBPiI/AAAAAAAAAm8/1gxBJUZF-cc/s1600/DSC05671.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/TN0sqzSBPiI/AAAAAAAAAm8/1gxBJUZF-cc/s400/DSC05671.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538632230567493154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pretty lights from our phones/lighters/whatever for The Only Exception, probably one of my least favourite Paramore songs. Hitz.fm totally ruined it for me by overplaying it, sorry kids. But despite that it was still beautiful! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/TN0srZrnXyI/AAAAAAAAAnE/I9pP2O6SUSY/s1600/DSC05672.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/TN0srZrnXyI/AAAAAAAAAnE/I9pP2O6SUSY/s400/DSC05672.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538632240875396898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/TN0_vJ3-K-I/AAAAAAAAAnM/tlVNNIeA52I/s1600/DSC05675.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/TN0_vJ3-K-I/AAAAAAAAAnM/tlVNNIeA52I/s400/DSC05675.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538653196072659938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/TN0_vphoHhI/AAAAAAAAAnU/0Cx_TaZT5qU/s1600/DSC05681.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/TN0_vphoHhI/AAAAAAAAAnU/0Cx_TaZT5qU/s400/DSC05681.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538653204568874514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/TN0_v7X70KI/AAAAAAAAAnc/o3YuwSe7bBo/s1600/DSC05682.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/TN0_v7X70KI/AAAAAAAAAnc/o3YuwSe7bBo/s400/DSC05682.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538653209360060578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Confetti! During their last song. awwww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They ended their setlist with Misery Business, and during the bridge, Hayley actually brought up an audience member on stage!!! holy balls!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She made him sing the bridge of Misery Business but i guess she wasnt clear enough because this dude, (chubby chinese dude btw LOL), ended up singing the CHORUS instead. IMAGINE. A DUDE. SINGING THE CHORUS. ITS SO FUNNY. I even took a video wahahah! And he had the balls to ask for a picture right there on stage. Lucky bastard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/b5tZz4hUzIw?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_GB"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/b5tZz4hUzIw?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_GB" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the video! its quite lulzy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/TN0_wlb5awI/AAAAAAAAAnk/sj4nyIjvxWo/s1600/DSC05687.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/TN0_wlb5awI/AAAAAAAAAnk/sj4nyIjvxWo/s400/DSC05687.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538653220650969858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The end :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/TN0_w3Y2hOI/AAAAAAAAAns/dZuXA0_5pM8/s1600/DSC05691.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/TN0_w3Y2hOI/AAAAAAAAAns/dZuXA0_5pM8/s400/DSC05691.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538653225470035170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was giving out the pics and drumsticks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aaaaaaaaand so here's the complete setlist!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Ignorance&lt;br /&gt;2. Feeling sorry&lt;br /&gt;3. That's What You Get&lt;br /&gt;4. For a Pessimist, I'm Pretty Optimistic&lt;br /&gt;5. Emergency&lt;br /&gt;‎6. Playing God&lt;br /&gt;7. Careful&lt;br /&gt;8. Decode&lt;br /&gt;9. Let This Go (Acoustic)&lt;br /&gt;10. When It Rains (Acoustic)&lt;br /&gt;11. When The Lines Overlap (Acoustic)&lt;br /&gt;12. Misguided Ghosts (failed halfway)&lt;br /&gt;13. Crushcrushcrush&lt;br /&gt;14. Pressure&lt;br /&gt;15. Looking Up&lt;br /&gt;16. The Only Exception&lt;br /&gt;ENCOOOOOREEEEE&lt;br /&gt;17. Brick By Boring Brick&lt;br /&gt;18. Misery Business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE END.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gotta say, for a tiny woman Hayley Williams is, she suuure has ENERGY! and charisma! And whenever she talks, her voice is just so child-like and cute and she does little dances and jigs and bops when she performs, i tell you, i fell inlove with her that night. LOL. Now not so much cause the looove has worn off, but when i watch the complete videos on youtube its like... dayumn guuuuurl you gots style!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music-wise, the sound system was quite crap that night. The music was all good, its just her microphone that went a bit haywire. Cant hear nuts at times. But all in all still a good gig, I LOVE LIVE MUSIC OMG. I always leave with this.... high. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20227005-956824177881964463?l=the--bee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the--bee.blogspot.com/feeds/956824177881964463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20227005&amp;postID=956824177881964463' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20227005/posts/default/956824177881964463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20227005/posts/default/956824177881964463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the--bee.blogspot.com/2010/11/paramoooaaarrrr.html' title='Paramoooaaarrrr'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11971396000002372190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/TN0igcPU9aI/AAAAAAAAAlM/c36whaYP-As/s72-c/DSC05625.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20227005.post-795718391395355232</id><published>2010-10-23T18:14:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-23T19:05:31.135+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dailies'/><title type='text'>Productivity or procrastination?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I just noticed something..&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I always feel the mood to blog, during exams. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its like.. my mind is telling me to procrastinate by blogging. I noticed that pattern during my A-levels when I realised my number of posts went up during the months of my exams... weird eh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So here I am! blogging. Just to like.. vomit some words before i head back to my books.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So far all I've done today is:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Organize all my notes, tutorials and shit&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woohoo productivity! I like to do that before i study so that I know exactly where everything is, if i need to refer to it in the next few days,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;I've planned my study schedule &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roughly planned it anyway, just so I dont go studying blindly without proper pacing. Yeah I'm nerdy like that *pushes glasses up nose bridge*&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Realised that the Ikea cardboard folders are AS TINY AS HEEELLLL. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like they ngam ngam fit A4 papers and smaller files, but it cant even fit my ring-files in them because they're so tiny, and I bought 2 sets as well. HOW TO ORGANIZE I ASK YOU?? I was in hell. Super pissed off at those money-sucking Ikea people. (but i still love ikea because their stuff is so purdy :( what a sucker.)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Got a new high score for this week's Bejewelled Blitz.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bejewelled... is the bane of my studies. The bane of productivity. The bane of... well, EVERYTHIIINGGGG *overdramatic*&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Didnt revise anything. I'm saving that for after dinner. I reckon I'm most productive at night ehehhehehehhee.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok bai. I wanted to blog about this all here because I couldnt fit all of this on twitter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's a recent photo of me, because I feel like I havent blogged in so long my own blog probably forgot how I look like.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/TMK4ryv7k4I/AAAAAAAAAlE/Kqy3zWSZMTs/s1600/DSC05705.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/TMK4ryv7k4I/AAAAAAAAAlE/Kqy3zWSZMTs/s400/DSC05705.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531186354861085570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thats me, trying to take a picture of myself and the stage with no outside help, with all my make up melted off my face after the recent Paramore concert kekeke. I'll blog about it soon hopefully! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kthxciao.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20227005-795718391395355232?l=the--bee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the--bee.blogspot.com/feeds/795718391395355232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20227005&amp;postID=795718391395355232' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20227005/posts/default/795718391395355232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20227005/posts/default/795718391395355232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the--bee.blogspot.com/2010/10/productivity-or-procrastination.html' title='Productivity or procrastination?'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11971396000002372190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/TMK4ryv7k4I/AAAAAAAAAlE/Kqy3zWSZMTs/s72-c/DSC05705.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20227005.post-4036109001154532553</id><published>2010-10-04T02:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-04T02:27:26.025+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='driving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dailies'/><title type='text'>quickie update!</title><content type='html'>Hello :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just thought you might like to know...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I haven't died :D I'm still alive!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and I'm doing good! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just havent found the time to blog! Blogging just seems so... I dunno. troublesome. to me. especially when i dont have the mood. so pardon my absense, i didnt die or anything :D though i almost did? i got into my first car accident 2 weeks ago! pretty darn terrifying if you ask me. not gonna go into detail but i'm alive and unscathed (except for a few bruises on my knees and dents and cuts on my (mum's) poor precious car) and i'm truly thankful for the blessings God has given me throughout this ordeal. It truly could have gone a lot more worse, and I'm glad that it didnt. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;k thats about it. a quickie update. doubt anyone's gonna notice i updated wahahhaa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kthxbai!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20227005-4036109001154532553?l=the--bee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the--bee.blogspot.com/feeds/4036109001154532553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20227005&amp;postID=4036109001154532553' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20227005/posts/default/4036109001154532553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20227005/posts/default/4036109001154532553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the--bee.blogspot.com/2010/10/quickie-update.html' title='quickie update!'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11971396000002372190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20227005.post-3926812564220666820</id><published>2010-06-18T17:13:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T18:37:39.784+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><title type='text'>Toy Story 3 woo!</title><content type='html'>So I don't know whether any of you have been following my tweets but after my 3rd exam paper yesterday morning, I slept my afternoon away and caught Toy Story 3 at night at 1 utama! Kudos to vickytoria for getting us tickets teehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/TBs6k1nXeUI/AAAAAAAAAkc/hnqkloy1j7Q/s1600/toystory_3_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 290px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/TBs6k1nXeUI/AAAAAAAAAkc/hnqkloy1j7Q/s400/toystory_3_2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484041375795607874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Verdict?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOLY MOLY I love it love it love love looooooooooooove it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was hilarious but in an innocent way (gotta keep it safe for the kids eh?), and yet at the same time the movie wasn't at all kiddy. Well, maybe it was a little, but its still funny to us oldies you know? Unlike Up, where the first 10 minutes was IMMENSE WITIH EMO before it got all 'meh' and to the kiddy side, despite being a little funny. But I havent laughed out loud like this in a kid's movie in quite awhile, which is definitely saying something!&lt;br /&gt;But other than being hilarious, it IS still a pixar movie.. So prepare some tissues while you're at it. I had to clench my teeth like mad to keep myself from crying, because I was being a diva and I didnt want to ruin my make up hohoh :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure most of you can relate with me when I say this, but I grew up watching Toy Story back when I was a kid. Back when Pixar was still under Disney.&lt;br /&gt;I was like what, 9? 10? I even remember watching A Bug's Life after that, thinking Toy Story was much nicer teehee.&lt;br /&gt;I remember being totally creeped out by Andy's psycho neighbour, with his insane rendition of 'playtime'. Weird little fucker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, as we grew up, so did Andy! :( :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;**spoiler alert!**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not gonna bother talking about this movie minus the spoilers because IT JUST WOULDNT DO IT ANY JUSTICE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yes, the basic gist of the movie?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andy is going to college, he stopped playing with his toys and while he was packing up to leave for college, his mum says either you keep your toys in the attic, bring them to college, throw them away, or donate them to Sunnyside Daycare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By some mix-up, Andy's toys ended up being sent to Sunnyside Daycare!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/TBs-Dwsq3YI/AAAAAAAAAks/Zy2IjECnLu4/s1600/Toy_Story_3_cast.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 224px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/TBs-Dwsq3YI/AAAAAAAAAks/Zy2IjECnLu4/s400/Toy_Story_3_cast.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484045205586500994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the whole movie is basically about them escaping to come back and be with Andy, to 'be there for him'!!! AWWWWH. But as usual, things dont go as planned, and.. well, you just have to watch it to find out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember the scene where they were about to be engulfed in that FLAMES OF HELL part of the rubbish dump, when they all actually gave up hope and were prepared to die.. WAH. I was already pretty close to tears then cause its like.. nuuuu you caaant. The show cant end like that! They cant just die :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And they didnt, luckily. haha. And homg, if i didnt wear make up last night, and if I was alone in my room watching toy story 3, I would have &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;bawled&lt;/span&gt; like a little girl at the last part of the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh god, thinking about it now also makes me want to well up. ITS LIKE THE END OF AN ERA!!!!! Andy gave his toys away! And yeah I know its like for the better, and I was happy to see Woody and co being played with by Bonnie with her other cute and super friendly toys! But.. you know, its Andy :( It was so heartwrenching to see him reluctantly give Woody to Bonnie. ITS WOODY!!! HE CHOSE WOODY TO FOLLOW HIM TO COLLEGE!! ITS HEARTBREAKING ALRIGHT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling so sad just thinking about it now. wuwuwu. Its Pixar la. They're mega skillful at plucking and playing with your heartstrings, and boy did they pluck mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its closure :( No more Toy Story 4.. unless they have it without Andy in the picture, which is just NOT THE SAME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I know I'm being very dramatic in this post. I cant help it. Its a huge deal to me! We grew up with Woody and his friends and now its all over. Its not an easy thing to deal with :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay talk about happy things now. FAVOURITE MOMENTS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any scene with Ken in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/TBs6lcpNPmI/AAAAAAAAAkk/QR1dmtdWNC4/s1600/firefoxscreensnapz004-450x303.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 269px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/TBs6lcpNPmI/AAAAAAAAAkk/QR1dmtdWNC4/s400/firefoxscreensnapz004-450x303.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484041386272308834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HE'S SO FUNNY AHAHAHHA. He's so gay its hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;"Nobody around here cares about clothes, Barbie :("&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave him pretty pink font because I thought it was appropriate, and because I dont know the HTML code for 'fushia'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when Buzz turns into Spanish Buzz! omg, I couldnt stop laughing ahahhaa. Or when Mr Potato Head becomes Mr Tortilla Head or Mr Cucumber Head bwahahhaha. SEE ITS FUNNY!! I dont know how its like to the kids but these things are funny to us. Us who grew up with Woody! I have a feeling Pixar made this movie more appealing to grown ups because they know that us, who grew up watching Toy Story, WILL DEFINITELY watch this movie just for old time's sake. Damn was it so worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;*end of spoilers!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's movies like these that take you back to a time where everything was alright, and it was just you, your toys and your imagination. I remember playing with my barbie dolls (I didnt have many, because they were expensive :() and polly pockets and I would just have sooo much funnn!&lt;br /&gt;And now I remember I gave them all away :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its weird when you look back at how life was back when we were kids. Things were so different. So simple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to grow up :( I dont want Andy to grow up either LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/TBtH2A-U-DI/AAAAAAAAAk0/8rM4-M1M5h8/s1600/tumblr_kr6cw9pD4h1qz8qfno1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 282px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/TBtH2A-U-DI/AAAAAAAAAk0/8rM4-M1M5h8/s400/tumblr_kr6cw9pD4h1qz8qfno1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484055964553639986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You cant really see it in this picture, but Andy's eyes when he becomes a teen are actually blue.&lt;br /&gt;How on earth did THAT happen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And is it weird that I find college Andy a little cute? teehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bet the kids who are watching this now are like "Eh mummy daddy, why never show Toy Story 1 and 2 wan?"&lt;br /&gt;"Thats because you weren't conceived yet"&lt;br /&gt;".... what's that."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, thats right. Its been 11 years since Toy Story 2.&lt;br /&gt;STEP ASIDE KIDS! This movie is a kid's movie.. for grown ups. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20227005-3926812564220666820?l=the--bee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the--bee.blogspot.com/feeds/3926812564220666820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20227005&amp;postID=3926812564220666820' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20227005/posts/default/3926812564220666820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20227005/posts/default/3926812564220666820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the--bee.blogspot.com/2010/06/toy-story-3-woo.html' title='Toy Story 3 woo!'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11971396000002372190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/TBs6k1nXeUI/AAAAAAAAAkc/hnqkloy1j7Q/s72-c/toystory_3_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20227005.post-5652976723312543668</id><published>2010-06-07T03:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T03:14:38.412+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><title type='text'>You know, I dream sometimes about flying.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kvs7sq87ig1qziyd9o1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 635px;" src="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kvs7sq87ig1qziyd9o1_500.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;Summer: You know, I dream sometimes about flying. It starts out like I’m running really, really fast. I’m like, superhuman. And the terrain starts to get really rocky and steep. And then I’m running so fast that my feet aren’t touching the ground. And I’m floating, and it’s like this amazing, amazing realness. I’m free. I’m safe. Then I realize… &lt;/i&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm completely alone&lt;/em&gt;&lt;i&gt;. And then I wake up.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just watched 500 Days of Summer again this evening. This has got to be my favourite scene. The intimacy.. its overwhelming.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20227005-5652976723312543668?l=the--bee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the--bee.blogspot.com/feeds/5652976723312543668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20227005&amp;postID=5652976723312543668' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20227005/posts/default/5652976723312543668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20227005/posts/default/5652976723312543668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the--bee.blogspot.com/2010/06/you-know-i-dream-sometimes-about-flying.html' title='You know, I dream sometimes about flying.'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11971396000002372190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20227005.post-7724076688076385029</id><published>2010-05-26T17:50:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T18:50:00.105+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shows'/><title type='text'>And our hearts combined like a Neutron Star Collision.</title><content type='html'>SOOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure most of you are aware of the giant wave of fangirls the Twilight franchise has made. I'm sure most of you were a part of it once, IS a part of it, laugh at it, or avoid it like the plague.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me? Well, I was a part of it &lt;a href="http://ong-debbie.xanga.com/654376097/item/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://the--bee.blogspot.com/2008/11/twilight-movie.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://the--bee.blogspot.com/2009/06/new-moon-trailer.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; haha. Shame I didnt blog about New Moon though :( But long story short I prefer it waaaaaaaay more to Twatlight the movie. Lines were as corny as hell, but zoooomg Jacob Black's body (I actually typed "Jacob's black body" first LMAO) makes up for it. unf. I so would.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But despite all the corny lines, bad bad effects and crap acting, the only thing that I think this movie franchise has to redeem itself is its soundtrack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In twilight, they had people like Iron &amp;amp; Wine, Muse, and Paramore to contribute. In New Moon they had Muse, Death Cab For Cutie and Thom Yorke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing I didnt like about this was the fact that all these bands got waaaaaaay more mainstream after the movie was out. and you know me, Muse is my ultimate #1 favourite band, I like to keep them all to myself, I like them to be fully appreciated for their music and not for being on Twilight. They got so much more mainstream once Supermassive Black Hole was on Twilight and I didnt like it. Not one bit. I dont like it la when people hop on the bandwagon &gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when the announcement was made.. the announcement saying that Muse is going to be releasing a brand new hit called "Neutron Star Collision (Love is Forever)" which is gonna be the lead song for the soundtrack of Eclipse.. my reaction was like.. ohmychipet not agaiiiiiiiin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muse released the 30 second snippet of it.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;I didnt like it.&lt;br /&gt;I thought it was corny as hell. Music-wise however.. was a bit promising. But I didnt really dissect it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the full release of the song came&lt;br /&gt;I listened. I &lt;a href="https://twitter.com/ong_debbie/status/14219492067"&gt;tweeted &lt;/a&gt;my opinion.&lt;br /&gt;I didnt like it that much at first. Lyrics were way too corny for my liking, but the music was.. very muse-esque! Which made it tolerable :D Dom's drumming are omg.. seriously. Orgasmic.&lt;br /&gt;And then after much listening.. it slowly grew on me, to a point where I actually texted the people I was talking to about the song, that I cant get it out of my head ahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the video came out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MTvgnYGu9bg&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MTvgnYGu9bg&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I wanted to cry.&lt;br /&gt;I hate the video.&lt;br /&gt;I think the Eclipse scenes totally ruined the video. OMG LA SRSLY. The song is corny enough, so unecessary to make it even more corny with clips of Eclipse.&lt;br /&gt;But my thoughts on the song? They still stand. Its really really growing on me haha. Its like &lt;i&gt;"Guiding Light"&lt;/i&gt; done right.&lt;br /&gt;The only thing I like about the video? The slow motion bits. lovely!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rob Pattinson, wow I really dont find him that attractive anymore. Sorry girls. CEDRIC FTW!! He looks so much better with his brit accent and Hogwarts robes, rather than his gold eyes, unwashed hair and american accent.&lt;div&gt;I dunno why but in my opinion, his face is always so.. pissed. Or constipated. Unlike his character in Twilight or even in the books when he had way more character and JOY. WHY IS THERE NO JOY IN YOUR FACE? Shouldnt being with Bella give you some form of JOY??? n00b.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus, I am actually very very Team Jacob in the movies, so far, anyway. Because jacob gets annoying in the books in Eclipse onwards, which is the reason why I'm on Team Edward in the books, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But all in all right, I'm on Team Eric Northman. Hands down.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3DX_RuhzMac/SpH9fh9Y4vI/AAAAAAAAEI8/SHfV2Y3NEWo/s320/Eric+Northman2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 225px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3DX_RuhzMac/SpH9fh9Y4vI/AAAAAAAAEI8/SHfV2Y3NEWo/s320/Eric+Northman2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Hmm Debbie seems to be reading a book in which I am on the cover of. I dont know what to think of that"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;CANT WAIT FOR TRUE BLOOD SEASON 3 eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee&lt;br /&gt;First episode of season 3 is on June 13th. After my first out of four exam papers. 2 days after the World Cup starts. How to study la, how? You tell me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yes, Amanda, this is what I think :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is a blog-response to &lt;a href="http://theoppositeofchocolate.com/2010/05/eclipse-soundtrack/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. lol. &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/20227005-7724076688076385029?l=the--bee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the--bee.blogspot.com/feeds/7724076688076385029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20227005&amp;postID=7724076688076385029' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20227005/posts/default/7724076688076385029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20227005/posts/default/7724076688076385029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the--bee.blogspot.com/2010/05/and-our-hearts-combined-like-neutron.html' title='And our hearts combined like a Neutron Star Collision.'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11971396000002372190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3DX_RuhzMac/SpH9fh9Y4vI/AAAAAAAAEI8/SHfV2Y3NEWo/s72-c/Eric+Northman2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20227005.post-2895648567850925098</id><published>2010-05-01T21:15:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T01:53:55.587+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gigs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>I came, I saw, I'm hooked.</title><content type='html'>I'M BACK!!! HELLOOO!!!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Only because I wanted to blog about another gig I went to. Haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I dont know if most of you know this (thats if there's anyone who still read my blog T_T), but not too long ago.. in fact, only 3 nights ago, Stereophonics came by and gave us a fuckin awesome shooow!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, I'll be honest, I was never really that familiar with their music. I only knew about 3 songs, which were like their ultimate famous ones like Dakota, Have a Nice Day and Maybe Tomorrow.. So I didnt really intend to go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I dont know why I just had this bugging feeling inside of me, telling me to go. Telling me I'd be missing out on something big if I were to miss this gig, and so after much contemplation, I decided to go! Despite the full day of classes I had the next day. But then again this gig was on the night after my last mid-term exam paper so I thought of this gig as like.. a treat. ^_^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HANYWAY. I went with my typical gig buddy Victor, and I agreed to meet up with Wennie, my friend from uni there. Actually to be honest, the fact that she was going kinda made me decide to go because at least then I'd feel comforted that someone who has the same mid term exams and crazy schedule is going too! So I dont feel so bad haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So the gig was on Wednesday night, vic and I bought our tickets on Sunday afternoon! or was it saturday.. I honestly dont remember. haha. But yeah, then in the short period of time between the gig and the time we bought our tickets, I've been listening to Stereophonics on loop. Listening to their greatest hits album Decade In The Sun, and their latest album, Keep Calm and Carry On.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now here's the thing.. surprisingly, a lot of people dont know who the Stereophonics are! Why laaaa? At least know ONE song! lol. But yeah, here's a little titbit to swallow, stereophonics are a pretty old band, I reckon. They're british, welsh, to be exact, and they've been around for almost 15 years! They are veeery successful in their career and you know, the fact that they actually have a greatest hits album just shows how successful they are. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But then again, the fact that they're pretty old would also mean that the youngins, aka people my age, wouldnt know them. I noticed in the gig that most of the audience were around the working age, ie early to late 20's. I even saw some 'pwopa' 30 year olds there too! talk about loyal!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But yeah, my point was that.. well, Stereophonics arent indie, its just malaysia that dont have any good taste in the songs they put on the radio. harhar. But I love the fact that the gig didnt need much publicity to draw a crowd. A huge crowd, may I add. 2000+ strong, for a relatively small venue. Word spread mostly by word-of-mouth, or the interwebs. and I love that. proper rock 'n' roll man! ahahha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways. Doors were supposed to open at what, 7.30pm? or so they said on the ticket. But typically, like in every rock show, doors opened later than that. Like.. 8.00pm or so.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I managed to get up front.. second row from the front, in fact! Fantaaaaaaaaastic view of the stage and Kelly Jones' mic was right in front of me, towards the left a bit! EPIC!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/S9wt3UqoyYI/AAAAAAAAAiA/eE69pE4a1ns/s1600/DSC04843.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/S9wt3UqoyYI/AAAAAAAAAiA/eE69pE4a1ns/s400/DSC04843.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466294476184537474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Traffic jemz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/S9wt3xx3aaI/AAAAAAAAAiI/UioEQQdgeTo/s1600/DSC04846.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/S9wt3xx3aaI/AAAAAAAAAiI/UioEQQdgeTo/s400/DSC04846.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466294483999484322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Camwhore in teh traffic jemz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/S9wwV0h25BI/AAAAAAAAAiw/VkrnUJEmBKc/s1600/DSC04844.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/S9wwV0h25BI/AAAAAAAAAiw/VkrnUJEmBKc/s400/DSC04844.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466297199156978706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/S9wt4GUU5pI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/d51nR4VKJ9w/s1600/DSC04848.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/S9wt4GUU5pI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/d51nR4VKJ9w/s400/DSC04848.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466294489512732306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The crowd behind me! Vic and I went up to the front with the musers while Wennie stayed at the back with her bf and friend. If you knew who she is, you'd be able to spot her! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/S9wt4gK96jI/AAAAAAAAAiY/VF-r85saqb8/s1600/DSC04851.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/S9wt4gK96jI/AAAAAAAAAiY/VF-r85saqb8/s400/DSC04851.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466294496452799026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gig-buddy Victoria and I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/S9wt4whrt1I/AAAAAAAAAig/0qid_Znc9U4/s1600/DSC04852.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/S9wt4whrt1I/AAAAAAAAAig/0qid_Znc9U4/s400/DSC04852.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466294500843042642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Liz and I! Liz is a fellow muser. The rest of the musers were all scattered about the front.. haha. Talk about hogging the barriers :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant wait to take out my braces. For srs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways! Oh man, we had to wait for the band to come out which took like FOREVEEEEEEEEEEEER. ugh. They came out at like.. what, 9.30? We had to wait for 2 hours man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were playing brit rock in the background while waiting though, which wasnt so bad.. Unlike the All-American Rejects gig last year. Mann that wait was awful. So yeah we were all rocking out a bit to the music. They played The Killers's Mr Brightside and the whole crowd went into karaoke mode! singing along. Twas reall fun. Then they played Kasabian's Vlad the Impaler and a few of us sang along too which was epic :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ptlsb2OtRrc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ptlsb2OtRrc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I even took a video of said karaoke session. Its a quick video, for funsies :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then 2 djs from Red.fm came out to entertain us a bit. Then they said we had to wait another 5 more minutes for the band to come out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHICH THEY EVENTUALLY DID!! WOOOO!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/S9wwVR6c8BI/AAAAAAAAAio/b3yyi4WPQvg/s1600/DSC04854.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/S9wwVR6c8BI/AAAAAAAAAio/b3yyi4WPQvg/s400/DSC04854.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466297189864894482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the 2 red.fm djays&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/S9wwWRM1UpI/AAAAAAAAAi4/z0jDHTl2vO8/s1600/DSC04855.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/S9wwWRM1UpI/AAAAAAAAAi4/z0jDHTl2vO8/s400/DSC04855.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466297206853423762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is my picture.. WITHOUT ZOOMING IN ON MR KELLY JONES!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CLOSE A NOT?!?!?? The only time I've ever been this close in a gig was in friggin Kris Allen.. so you can only imagine how stoked I was!! and the crowd there (in kris's gig) was nothing like the crowd here. But I'll talk about that later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They kicked off with Live 'n' Love which is one of my favourite songs!! eeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/S9wwXE7wSgI/AAAAAAAAAjA/egRmhSjKPng/s1600/DSC04856.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/S9wwXE7wSgI/AAAAAAAAAjA/egRmhSjKPng/s400/DSC04856.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466297220740434434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Once the band started, all the media people started crowding about the media gap (there's always this gap between the stage and the barriers blocking the fans.. I call this gap, the MEDIA GAP) to take pictures for their respective magazines/websites/newspapers/etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/S9wwYBhl5cI/AAAAAAAAAjI/oHKjkvraqUY/s1600/DSC04858.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/S9wwYBhl5cI/AAAAAAAAAjI/oHKjkvraqUY/s400/DSC04858.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466297237005264322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Their drummer and keyboardist! I believe their keyboardist is only part of their live band? Because I remember stereophonics being a 4-piece band, not 5. But feel free to correct me if I'm wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lighting was pretty good, but one thing I hated was that.. the lights were coming from BEHIND the band! Sure it looks cool but dei, I dont want to see their silhouettes la. I want to see their FACES. Their EYES. I've never been so up front before (besides kris allen), I want to be able to truthfully say "I MADE EYE CONTACT WITH KELLY JONES!!!". And now, I will never know if I made eye contact with him or not :( But I'd like to think I did (because I kept staring at him ahahah), You know, just so I can sleep at night. ahaha. I'm insane like that, excuse me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/S9wzLDexZrI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/SNgJ_klmyEM/s1600/DSC04860.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/S9wzLDexZrI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/SNgJ_klmyEM/s400/DSC04860.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466300312726890162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/S9wzLjhKQ6I/AAAAAAAAAjY/UiNRWdxxTIQ/s1600/DSC04861.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/S9wzLjhKQ6I/AAAAAAAAAjY/UiNRWdxxTIQ/s400/DSC04861.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466300321326842786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/S9wzMXLwDxI/AAAAAAAAAjg/PzdtrVX26Qs/s1600/DSC04878.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/S9wzMXLwDxI/AAAAAAAAAjg/PzdtrVX26Qs/s400/DSC04878.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466300335195688722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;IS HE LOOKING HERE? IS HE LOOKING HERE?!?!??!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/S9wzM0zdoMI/AAAAAAAAAjo/15o0nopCwgw/s1600/DSC04882.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/S9wzM0zdoMI/AAAAAAAAAjo/15o0nopCwgw/s400/DSC04882.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466300343146881218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Your eyes do not deceive you. He is pretty small.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/S9wzNdVUCbI/AAAAAAAAAjw/2rhT41Rrl-o/s1600/DSC04884.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/S9wzNdVUCbI/AAAAAAAAAjw/2rhT41Rrl-o/s400/DSC04884.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466300354026277298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Canggih spotlight from behind giving a nice silhouette effect, but I want to be blinded by his face not by the light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also took 2 videos, one of Superman and another of Innocent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both are incomplete hahahha. I was just having such a good time la I hate paying attention to taking my video rather than seeing them live for myself! Hence the shit quality videos, soz. It was also pretty shaky as I was "movin' to the groove" :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4sKXgSLs04g&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4sKXgSLs04g&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Superman by Stereophonics. Its such a killer song!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zmQdAFW6Qss&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zmQdAFW6Qss&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Innocent by Stereophonics. Very shaky, because i was bopping to the groove :D ignore my shit singing. its only in the second verse anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did not take a video of my favourite songs because I was too busy having a ball. and during Maybe Tomorrow I was trying sooo hard to call my sister (she requested a concert call!) but cannot reach :( so sad. Reception was a bit jammed, i reckon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, halfway through the setlist, these 2 British women (a bit drunk, may I add) pushed their way through, stood next to me and just started dancing around to the songs, with their hands in their air doing these wavey motions. They were pretty funny ahah. I asked them where they're from and one of them said they're from England! My favourite place.. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt super uncomfortable though, because they were super wacky and their arms were literally all over the place, invading what little personal space I had left :( the one I spoke to even had the nerve to put her hands on my waist, asking me to move a bit more! that was very funny/nice of her I guess? I'd join her and her friend in their crazy wavy dance if I was drunk enough, and if there was MORE SPACE.. thats for sure :p but at that moment, I was getting a bit anonyed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then during the happy summer song Have A Nice Day.. these bunch of malay hooligans just came out of NOWHERE and started pushing! to Have A Nice Day! wtf is wrong with you people!! Have a Nice Day is like such a happy pappy summer drive-by road-trip song.. these people still manage to do a little moshing. Weiiird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But like.. from those songs onwards, the crowd slowly got more and more rowdy and eventually, a few songs short from the encore, these beefy sweaty FAT (and I mean fat) caucasian men literally came out of nowhere and started moshing!!! wtf!! they were jumping left and right, up and down (well duh they're JUMPING arent they? :P) and omg, I hated it. Its so distracting I tell you. I also hated the fact that they were sweating their asses off and they're hairy as hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hair + sweat = bane of my existence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, maybe not. But I hated it la. They also slowly brought more and more of their fat friends. I got damn annoyed, I pushed back, I tried to enjoy the show and yet slowly as the show ended, the songs got heavier and once Stereophonics played their last song Dakota, I knew I had to escape this hell hole haha. So I went slightly towards the back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasnt better at the back. instead of fat caucasian men, now its skinny and tall caucasiain men jumping about left, right and centre! GAAAAAY. And I lost my fantastic view of Kelly Jones :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But once the set was over, I went back to the front with liz and all becuase I left my bag on the other side of the barrier.. and at that time, the techs were cleaning up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People were asking for setlists, drumsticks, guitar picks and whatnot. The girl in front of me, Leticia (if i recall correctly), got the bassist's setlist, and the tech threw out a bunch of bass picks! A lot of them ended up on the other side of the barrier, so the security guard picked up a few and I bent over to pick up some and HE GAVE ONE TO MEE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOOO A BASS PICK! MY FIRST PROPER SOUVENIER!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then they were cleaning up Kelly Jones' part of the stage, and the tech crumpled Kelly's setlist, threw it and once again, it reached the other side of the barrier. Everyone went into a frenzy. The security guard looked so clueless as to what to do, he just kicked it straight into Leticia's feet once again, and she caught it between her feet (I think she was gonna give it to her friend Su Fen.. yeah, I got to know the girls in front of me thanks to Liz) and I shamelessly picked it up just as Su Fen was about to pick it up and she said "oh, you can have it la" and i'm like "eh? No lah do you want it? :D" and she said "Nah 'ticia has it already so you can have it :)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meaning.. I GOT THE SETLIST!!!!! KELLY'S SETLIST WOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a first. Seriously. I've never gotten a setlist before, nor a pick, or drumstick or anyhting! not a single souvenier. I was sooo lucky that night uggghhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just knew I'd be missing out on something big if I were to miss this gig.. little did I know it'd be THIS big!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Srsly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So uh notice I didnt post the setlist? BECAUSE I SHALL NOW POST THE PICTURE OF IT MUAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/S9xBRgZSRPI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/ass_LGY-4HI/s1600/DSC04892.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/S9xBRgZSRPI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/ass_LGY-4HI/s400/DSC04892.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466315816730510578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/S9xBRGztA2I/AAAAAAAAAkI/fYYpVto21P4/s1600/DSC04893.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/S9xBRGztA2I/AAAAAAAAAkI/fYYpVto21P4/s400/DSC04893.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466315809861993314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/S9xBQVeYJQI/AAAAAAAAAj4/0N8CCUSv1Gw/s1600/DSC04902.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/S9xBQVeYJQI/AAAAAAAAAj4/0N8CCUSv1Gw/s400/DSC04902.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466315796619207938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came, I saw, I got the bass pick, setlist, and A FUCKING GOOOOOOOOOOOOD TIME!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant stop listening to them now btw. Its like discovering Muse all over again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.. and I've never felt happier :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20227005-2895648567850925098?l=the--bee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the--bee.blogspot.com/feeds/2895648567850925098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20227005&amp;postID=2895648567850925098' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20227005/posts/default/2895648567850925098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20227005/posts/default/2895648567850925098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the--bee.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-came-i-saw-im-hooked.html' title='I came, I saw, I&apos;m hooked.'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11971396000002372190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/S9wt3UqoyYI/AAAAAAAAAiA/eE69pE4a1ns/s72-c/DSC04843.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20227005.post-5645114767664824985</id><published>2010-04-05T17:14:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T21:45:40.914+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dreams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><title type='text'>From movie to dream.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.wildaboutmovies.com/images_7/ItsComplicatedPoster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 325px; height: 482px;" src="http://www.wildaboutmovies.com/images_7/ItsComplicatedPoster.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I caught the movie It's Complicated last night at Julia's house with Victor. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I thought it was pretty darn hilarious haha. I loved it. I love Meryl Streep la. She's such a chameleon! One minute she's #1 bitch in the Devil Wears Prada, next she's jumping around singing her lungs out in Mamma Mia, then she's speaking in falsetto, cooking French food for Americans in Julie &amp;amp; Julia, and now she's.. well, your average divorced american woman! haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since Julia has already seen this movie before we did, Victor and i sorta made a bet as to how the movie ends. Whether she'll end up with her old husband, her new guy, or end up with nobody. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sad to say.. Victor was right. meh. So predictable lah this show. LOL *sore loser*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll try not to reveal so much, but basically in this show, (i think all this was already revealed in the trailer btw), Meryl Streep plays a divorced woman who has an affair with her married ex-husband. Complicated kan? hahaha. It sounds so simple yet.. who would've thought of it? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So anyway, I dunno why, its not like I was thinking about this movie all night or whatever but suddenly I actually dreamt that I was "the other woman" last night in my dreams! LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Super funny. But I wont go into detail. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its been a while since I had such a fun dream. Lately my dreams have either been.. nothing, or just stupid dreams that i dont bother remembering/blogging about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But nothing can beat my &lt;a href="http://the--bee.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-met-fernando-torres-last-night.html"&gt;Fernando Torres dream&lt;/a&gt;, or my &lt;a href="http://the--bee.blogspot.com/2009/06/not-your-average-nightmare.html"&gt;Coldplay NIGHTMARE&lt;/a&gt;, or my &lt;a href="http://the--bee.blogspot.com/2009/08/point-form-post-again.html"&gt;Ted Mosby dream&lt;/a&gt; la (JULIA I ACTUALLY DREAMT ABOUT TED MOSBY LAST YEAR!!!) teehee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20227005-5645114767664824985?l=the--bee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the--bee.blogspot.com/feeds/5645114767664824985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20227005&amp;postID=5645114767664824985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20227005/posts/default/5645114767664824985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20227005/posts/default/5645114767664824985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the--bee.blogspot.com/2010/04/from-movie-to-dream.html' title='From movie to dream.'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11971396000002372190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20227005.post-392508514654845805</id><published>2010-04-04T01:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T01:50:15.711+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='football'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dailies'/><title type='text'>Alice!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Hello! I wanted to blog about Alice in Wonderland.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know. its late.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I watched it weeks ago.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was supposed to watch it in 3d, I was damn excited summore. But then, wow, this is damn potong-stim btw, there was something wrong with the film that GSC couldn't fix in time so we got refunds instead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MEH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I ended up watching it 2 days after that in 2D. Boohoo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/f/ff/Alice-In-Wonderland-Theatrical-Poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 444px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/f/ff/Alice-In-Wonderland-Theatrical-Poster.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, a lot of people said it was shit right?&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WHY?????&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I thought it was really good! sure yeah its different from the disney movie, but thats only because its a different storyline! Its like.. supposed to be a sequel. sort of. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thats why everyone was like saying its the alice from the past etcetc and the mad hatter was all emo when alice didnt remember him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The graphics were fantastic, though at times its hard to tell whether something is really being acted out or if it was computer generated, which is a good thing i guess. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;blend everything together so that its all fantasy-like innit?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The overall storyline was a bit meh. Nothing special. But I was still pretty entertained :D I dont think Alice (i dont even know the actress's real name) is very good as an actress though. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm so sick of seeing Helena Bonham Carter act as the insane lady. She's good at it yeah, excellent at it in fact, but come on. I keep imagining its Bellatrix Lestrange from Harry Potter who is the red queen, with the&lt;i&gt; Engorgio&lt;/i&gt; spell casted onto her head.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Johnny Depp was good though! He's so adorable la. I love him as the Mad Hatter *heart*&lt;div&gt;and he was proper insane. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One minute he's speaking with his british accent, another he's speaking in his Irish accent. I kept thinking "wtf? why so mad wan... oh. right."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also looooooved the white queen. People got annoyed with her and her arm movements, I was laughing my ass off. I thought she was so adorable! hahaha. And to do that with a straight face.. reminds me of Natalie Tran a bit, ha. I lol-ed. I liked her a lot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One thing that I hated though was the ending. Like, wtf? What does bringing her father's business to China have to do with anything.. it was so irrelevant. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and I got a very weird lovey dovey vibe between Alice and the Mad Hatter. Like as if they were gonna kiss at the ending scene when Alice just kills the jabberwokee. I know its supposed to be a father-daughter relationship thing going on but I totally did NOT get that vibe. I got a very very romantic vibe instead. I was all "awww :(" when The Mad Hatter was all "you could stay.. :)" . Wuwuwu. I'll stay with youuuuu! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ahem.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah. I was also veeerry pleased to see Crispin Glover as that knight dude!! I forgot his name now, but he is basically the red queen's captain sergeant fella. With that heart eye-patch. Yeah, this dude.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.filmdope.com/Gallery/ActorsG/6642-28237.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://www.filmdope.com/Gallery/ActorsG/6642-28237.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Him.I totally forgot about Crispin Glover man. I thought he retired or something. He plays the creepy thin man in the Charlie's Angels movies :D and he also played Willard, the dude who likes to keep creepy rats as pets in the movie called.. Willard. Ha. I cant believe I watched that movie. It was proper WEIRD. and CREEPY. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Omg. I'm checking him out on imdb now, CRAP he plays Marty Mcfly's dad in Back to the future!!! wtf!! I did not know this!! hahaha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love it when this happens! You imdb a star, or a movie, and you find out things that make you react like how I did. Like damn "EHH WHAT A SMALL WORLD!!", that kind of reaction, you know? I love it when that happens. hahaha. I love the internet T_T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I digress. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So yeah, overall? I'll give this movie a 4/5! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and a mini update. Today, I woke up at 2.30pm (slept at 4am last night btw, craaaaashed haha), played some Badminton at 4pm, ate pizza while watching Man U vs Chelsea in HD at vicky's house, wii-ed at vicky's house, and came home early because Julia had to meet her curfew. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lol. Man U lost to Chelsea because dogba scored when it was clearly offside. Poor Man U. I cant believe I said that. But I really wanted to guys to draw so that at least Arsenal still has a shot.. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh well. Cant always get what you want.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ob-la-di, ob-la-da.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life goes on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.. that was random.&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/20227005-392508514654845805?l=the--bee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the--bee.blogspot.com/feeds/392508514654845805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20227005&amp;postID=392508514654845805' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20227005/posts/default/392508514654845805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20227005/posts/default/392508514654845805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the--bee.blogspot.com/2010/04/alice.html' title='Alice!'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11971396000002372190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20227005.post-2208288743981320584</id><published>2010-03-28T14:45:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T01:26:32.500+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dailies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='oh ffs'/><title type='text'>small post that turned into a rant.</title><content type='html'>I swear I will blog soon. I will! really! I've just been so swamped with so much work since uni started, like seriously, never in my life had I had so much work to do before.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So this is australian education eh? Like throughout my whole studying life I've always been able to lepak and slack a bit and only study my ass off right before exams stroll by (this includes my A-levels).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But now in Monash.. cipek every week i have lab reports and assignments and tutorials to finish. And unluckily almost all of my tutorials are on fridays, so i have to cram everything and finish everything by Friday which is very stressful. haha. I'm sooo not a consistent study-er. I'm so used to doing everything last minute, or at least start at an appropriate time frame before my exams that i would think is juuuust enough, that this new way of studying, ie doing everything all the time non-stop is really just taxing on me and my time la.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But a few people told me that it just takes some getting used to.. I mean, i have been bumming for the past 8 months. So right now I'm like a fish out of the water, and soon i should be used to all this workload. hopefully.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hate to think how much worse it can get though.. because it is only going to get worse. I'm only in my first sem, in my first year. Its apparently nothing compared to being in second, third and fourth year. HOW CAN IT GET SO MUCH WORSE?? seriously?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm like constantly complaining about how little time i have to do things already. I just cant imagine it. wuwuwu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not only do I have to worry about uni, but i also have my ptptn loan and uk applications to worry about. And let me just tell you this.. its not going as smoothly as I thought. Apparently my course at monash isnt registered under ptptn so my application got rejected. wtf right? monash damn fail la. spoke to them about it and they're doing something about it.. hopefully. they have a lot of unhappy ptptn applicants on their hands, i can tell you that. So they better do something to fix it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And as for my uk application? Imperial hasnt replied yet. I didnt get shortlisted for the interview, but i didnt get any rejection letter or what either. So i'm very le confused. Thats either very good news or very bad news for me :\ but I'm starting not to care so much anymore.. I mean, no point fussing over it any more right? Its out of my control. Just let them do whatever they want about it. I've done my part. And at least I got my unconditional offer from UCL :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay wow I didnt know I'd be ranting so much on this post haha. I just wanted to say that despite all this, I'm doing fine, I have some homework to do now that needs to be completed by tonight as there's going to be a quiz on it tomorrow morning aaaaah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But yeah, it was kinda therapeutic to have a medium to rant it all out to, and not tell the same story to 100 different people. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay lah. Sorry to spam my complaints and rants. (Although some people do that alot on their blogs dont they? Maybe thats one of the uses of a blog. lol) but I'm off to finish my homework.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Take care now, bye bye then!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I shall now leave a recent photo of myself because i feel like being a little goofy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs450.snc3/25769_375467253284_701413284_3826706_1492279_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs450.snc3/25769_375467253284_701413284_3826706_1492279_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I forgot what song we were singing in the car. lol. I look so shit haha.&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/20227005-2208288743981320584?l=the--bee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the--bee.blogspot.com/feeds/2208288743981320584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20227005&amp;postID=2208288743981320584' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20227005/posts/default/2208288743981320584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20227005/posts/default/2208288743981320584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the--bee.blogspot.com/2010/03/small-post-that-turned-into-rant.html' title='small post that turned into a rant.'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11971396000002372190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20227005.post-829601731455680476</id><published>2010-03-09T21:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T22:03:38.381+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Spot the Shu Ling!</title><content type='html'>These pictures are pretty old.. like about 2 years old, old but..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/S5ZUHeyctHI/AAAAAAAAAho/zL4UCjNOLC0/s1600-h/DSC06020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/S5ZUHeyctHI/AAAAAAAAAho/zL4UCjNOLC0/s400/DSC06020.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446633286851671154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Spot the Shu Ling! Girl in black, or girl in white?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/S5ZUH91DrEI/AAAAAAAAAhw/YhJzvBpwKuA/s1600-h/DSC06022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/S5ZUH91DrEI/AAAAAAAAAhw/YhJzvBpwKuA/s400/DSC06022.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446633295184112706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lol the dude in yellow is staring at me for taking this picture haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Figured it out yet?&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/S5ZUINmZbeI/AAAAAAAAAh4/wdmzD_4SDi8/s1600-h/DSC06021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/S5ZUINmZbeI/AAAAAAAAAh4/wdmzD_4SDi8/s400/DSC06021.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446633299417591266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Girl in white! AHAHHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry if the pictures are shaky. I seriously tried damn hard to stop laughing la zomg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was reminded of these pictures again because.. my dear Shu Ling..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU WOULDNT BELIEVE HOW MANY LOOK-A-LIKES OF YOU I'VE SEEN IN MONASH.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously. lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you bitch! Miss you loads :( Hope you like this post dedicated to you ahah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20227005-829601731455680476?l=the--bee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the--bee.blogspot.com/feeds/829601731455680476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20227005&amp;postID=829601731455680476' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20227005/posts/default/829601731455680476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20227005/posts/default/829601731455680476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the--bee.blogspot.com/2010/03/spot-shu-ling.html' title='Spot the Shu Ling!'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11971396000002372190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/S5ZUHeyctHI/AAAAAAAAAho/zL4UCjNOLC0/s72-c/DSC06020.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20227005.post-6880584769021962440</id><published>2010-02-14T03:12:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T01:09:15.361+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gigs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='events'/><title type='text'>Gig #2 of the week, aka Kris Allen! :D</title><content type='html'>was last Monday! Julia managed to score 2 passes for his showcase/gig which was awesooome. She had a friend who had a friend who probably also had another friend who knew somebody important who managed to score a pair of tickets so yeah... tickets!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tickets were really hard to come by because they weren't for sale. wtf right? I know. You had to win the tickets from astro, hitz.fm and i dunno where else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The venue was at the Gardens Hotel Ballroom. He was gonna have an autograph session at 6pm, and the gig was supposed to start at 8pm but oh you know these divas, they never start on time. I'm not sure when exactly did the autograph session start, but I arrived at the Gardens Hotel at about 6, and met up with Julia and her fellow Seventeen intern Emily!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She passed to me our sacred 'crew' tags, which we abused, because we entered the ballroom before anyone was there and jakun-ed around a bit. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/S5PSgiF5FpI/AAAAAAAAAfg/auTy0BJzCxE/s1600-h/DSC04559.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/S5PSgiF5FpI/AAAAAAAAAfg/auTy0BJzCxE/s400/DSC04559.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445927830770226834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/S5PShFc6kZI/AAAAAAAAAfo/IRxKzkagHPk/s1600-h/DSC04561.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/S5PShFc6kZI/AAAAAAAAAfo/IRxKzkagHPk/s400/DSC04561.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445927840262033810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/S5PShhu6t4I/AAAAAAAAAfw/B97qfEQ3fPA/s1600-h/DSC04564.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/S5PShhu6t4I/AAAAAAAAAfw/B97qfEQ3fPA/s400/DSC04564.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445927847853733762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The guitars!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/S5PSiBroglI/AAAAAAAAAf4/9y-qklngvOU/s1600-h/DSC04565.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/S5PSiBroglI/AAAAAAAAAf4/9y-qklngvOU/s400/DSC04565.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445927856429892178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Empty stage!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we got shoo-ed away by this grumpy fat lady saying that only people with "all access" passes are allowed in, meh, so we hung around at the VIP area waiting for the doors to open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which they did..  eventually!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/S5PUjNYAhTI/AAAAAAAAAgA/yJLlkh4FNK4/s1600-h/DSC04569.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/S5PUjNYAhTI/AAAAAAAAAgA/yJLlkh4FNK4/s400/DSC04569.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445930075771929906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;konon red carpet haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/S5PUjlvTFWI/AAAAAAAAAgI/CXIFjTltBXk/s1600-h/DSC04570.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/S5PUjlvTFWI/AAAAAAAAAgI/CXIFjTltBXk/s400/DSC04570.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445930082312066402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My 'crew' pass!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/S5PUkPNynCI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/ShnMl2v014I/s1600-h/DSC04582.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/S5PUkPNynCI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/ShnMl2v014I/s400/DSC04582.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445930093445815330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I loike this picture uh-hyuk :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/S5PUkU7812I/AAAAAAAAAgY/RxorXn24x3s/s1600-h/DSC04591.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/S5PUkU7812I/AAAAAAAAAgY/RxorXn24x3s/s400/DSC04591.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445930094981601122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;JJ and Ian warming up the crowd! Funny story to this.. involving Julia. But you gotta ask her for that story haha! :D We were right up front btw, surprisingly there werent any barricades by the stage, so I could touch the carpetty stage with my fingers and actually climb up if I go insane.&lt;br /&gt;Which I didnt. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once JJ and Ian were done, the sound techs were sound-checking all the instruments, and once they were done, KRIS ALLEN AND THE BAND CAME ON STAGE WHEEEEE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First song? Heartless!! Wowwwwzzzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/S5PUkxiwtDI/AAAAAAAAAgg/0FBKn1ph3bE/s1600-h/DSC04613.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/S5PUkxiwtDI/AAAAAAAAAgg/0FBKn1ph3bE/s400/DSC04613.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445930102660576306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and btw? He is DAMN. HOT. in real life. I'm not even kidding. I used to think he was pretty cute back in American Idol.. but holy mama in real life he is goooorgeeeeeouuussss. Absolutely beautiful. I seriously just .. couldnt stop staring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My pictures seriously dont do justice to his beauty up close ahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/S5PXgWQDVlI/AAAAAAAAAgo/bzqa9h8vyrM/s1600-h/DSC04615.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/S5PXgWQDVlI/AAAAAAAAAgo/bzqa9h8vyrM/s400/DSC04615.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445933325149754962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/S5PXg9mjXDI/AAAAAAAAAgw/H96SZutJACI/s1600-h/DSC04618.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/S5PXg9mjXDI/AAAAAAAAAgw/H96SZutJACI/s400/DSC04618.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445933335713111090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/S5PXht9bSWI/AAAAAAAAAg4/GEeLvEJ3QTE/s1600-h/DSC04627.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/S5PXht9bSWI/AAAAAAAAAg4/GEeLvEJ3QTE/s400/DSC04627.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445933348693952866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kids, that is Kris Allen's lovely white Chuck Taylors (aka feet), his setlist, and JULIA'S BAG THAT SHE PUT ON STAGE!! My bag is right next to hers, but cannot see la my lenses not that wide. but LOOK AT THAT. THATS HOW CLOSE WE WERE!!! wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/S5PXh3n2mAI/AAAAAAAAAhA/r16CjdNKY_Q/s1600-h/DSC04628.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/S5PXh3n2mAI/AAAAAAAAAhA/r16CjdNKY_Q/s400/DSC04628.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445933351287822338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/S5PXiaYrmoI/AAAAAAAAAhI/rHBdX7EKzzE/s1600-h/DSC04639.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/S5PXiaYrmoI/AAAAAAAAAhI/rHBdX7EKzzE/s400/DSC04639.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445933360619428482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The setlist :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Okay la long story short, we were really up close. He is beautiful. Julia Emily and I couldn't stop staring. and I went home very happy :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND JULIA GOT TO KEEP THE SETLIST!!!! Lucky girl or what! Apparently he made eye-contact with her and gave it to her! She immediately grabbed it and hid it from all the ranging fan girls who swarmed her ahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/S5PcfSWWqYI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/vYmhRnxzL_Q/s1600-h/DSC04653.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/S5PcfSWWqYI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/vYmhRnxzL_Q/s400/DSC04653.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445938804480715138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/S5Pcf0JpN4I/AAAAAAAAAhY/_Rf78d7wdNg/s1600-h/DSC04654.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/S5Pcf0JpN4I/AAAAAAAAAhY/_Rf78d7wdNg/s400/DSC04654.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445938813554210690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Julia and her setlist!! Thats the same setlist I took the picture of btw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/S5PcgGRSUgI/AAAAAAAAAhg/WCQ8njyPnF4/s1600-h/DSC04657.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/S5PcgGRSUgI/AAAAAAAAAhg/WCQ8njyPnF4/s400/DSC04657.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445938818418102786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Managed to get a picture with Deborah Henry too. She's gooorrgeeeouusss in real life. And damn tall. omg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had fun! :D okay bye!&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/20227005-6880584769021962440?l=the--bee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the--bee.blogspot.com/feeds/6880584769021962440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20227005&amp;postID=6880584769021962440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20227005/posts/default/6880584769021962440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20227005/posts/default/6880584769021962440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the--bee.blogspot.com/2010/02/gig-2-of-week-aka-kris-allen-d.html' title='Gig #2 of the week, aka Kris Allen! :D'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11971396000002372190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/S5PSgiF5FpI/AAAAAAAAAfg/auTy0BJzCxE/s72-c/DSC04559.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20227005.post-8565734068960365590</id><published>2010-02-10T22:16:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T23:20:58.130+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gigs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adventures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='events'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><title type='text'>Muse #2</title><content type='html'>Its raining on a Wednesday night. Internet is disconnected due to the lightening, dont want my modem to get fried! Therefore, I am now typing out this blogpost on microsoft word... nah, actually, on WordPad, because my ancient computer lags like mad when I open microsoft word. Sad innit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this week is probably one of the most rare eventful weeks I've had in awhile. No I didnt go to 7 parties in 7 days, no I didnt bang 7 men in 7 days (How I Met Your Mother reference!), but instead I got to see 2 gigs!! By international artists. :) Do you have any idea how rare that is? Especially for a Malaysian. Because like it or not, hardly any international artists come to Malaysia. Everyone always goes to Singapore, or Thailand, or Indonesia or the Phillippines, but not Malaysia no. If got also, THEY ALMOST ALWAYS NEVER COME BACK T__T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of you already know this, but a week ago I went to Singapore to watch Muse!! For the second time. It was also my first time in Singapore ehheh. But I'm only here to talk about the gig, not my Singapore trip. That will be saved for another post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Victor and I went for the Muse gig. We bought our tickets, the cheapest tickets (stupid singapore and their high exchange rate!!) as it was the only one we could afford. Well, technically I could afford the most expensive one but then my bank account will be reduced to zero.. which is something I do not want to happen! So go away. Haha. Anyways! The gig was on a Wednesday night. It was part of Singapore's Big Night Out music festival, only its not really a festival if you only have one headliner now is it? Muse has 2 more supporting bands, ie Saosin and Rise Against. Both bands whom I am very unfamilliar with, but I remember someone telling me they are both rather... screamo, which is something I dont fancy! Not one bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since our tickets were seated and numbered, we decided it was a bit pointless to line up for the show. So we explored around Singapore for a bit... went to Sentosa Island, sat on the luge three times, and went to Bugis Street before heading for the gig. Now here's the dilemma. If we took the MRT to the stadium, it would probably take us about 40 minutes to reach there because the line the stadium is on is parallel to the line nearest to our hostel, and the intersection between those two lines are like really far away from both the stadium and our hostel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So instead we decided to take a cab instead, because the cab can just cut through the road perpendicular to both lines, aaand because its faster. I hope you get what I'm trying to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOWEVER WE DID NOT SEE THIS COMING! It was rush hour. We left our hostel at 7pm-ish. The gig was supposed to start at 7pm, ie Saosin was scheduled to start playing at 7pm. And it was rush hour. So it was as jammed as f*ck and I was panicking like shit! Seriously. The worst thing you can do is be late for a gig. Not just any gig but a friggin Muse gig! Where you know its gonna be epic. So yeah, basically, I was so close to peeing in my pants because not only was i worried about being late, but while we were late the friggin taxi meter keeps going up and up and up and... oh god. I dont want to think about it. The total cost of that ride was so ridiculously expensive i.. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. We reached the stadium, eventually! We could hear Saosin playing from outside, and I was SOOOO RELIIIIEVED OMMGGGGG. We spotted the merchandise booth, and I was already planning to buy a lovely eco-friendly tote bag with the Muse Resistance picture on the front! So we lined up for the merchandise, and.... they sold out of the tote bags. ALL OF IT. I WAS SO HEARTBROKEN OMG SERIOUSLY. Its a girl thing la. You're so set out to buy something so pretty and handy and reasonably priced right, then suddenly BOOM(z) you find out that its SOLD OUT. ITS HEARTBREAKING. I tried all the other merchandise booths and they're ALL SOLD OUT. Seriously. Sniff. Pain. So I ended up buying a sweat band that until now I still havent worn yet. lol. Maybe I'll wear it to badminton tonight hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT ANYWAYS. So after that, we headed straight for our seats and watched Rise Against. By the time we reached the stadium Saosin was done with their set already. I know. wasted. sigh but nvm lah. I paid $91 for Muse anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/S3PAFD2i_WI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/M9ravyGZVVo/s1600-h/DSC04487.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/S3PAFD2i_WI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/M9ravyGZVVo/s400/DSC04487.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436900368332291426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Blur picture of me with the stage and moshers behind!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/S3PAFlfn70I/AAAAAAAAAeY/teEsmKP9Ii0/s1600-h/DSC04523.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/S3PAFlfn70I/AAAAAAAAAeY/teEsmKP9Ii0/s400/DSC04523.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436900377362952002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;BALLOONSS!!!! I freaked out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once Rise Against was done, the backstage people took quite awhile to set up the stage for Muse, and soundcheck and everything. In that time span, I went to the toilet, lined up, did a number 1, and went back to my seat. My friend from the board found me and asked me if Victor and I would like to join her and a few others from the board. They were gonna stand at the balcony erm... balcony, throughout the muse gig instead of just sit like a bunch of old people. I decided to join them without hesitation! I was pissed at having to sit throughout the &lt;a href="http://the--bee.blogspot.com/2009/03/mrazmerising-d.html"&gt;Jason Mraz gig last year&lt;/a&gt;, there's no way I'm gonna sit during a Muse gig. No way. Nuh uh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we joined the boarders. Stood in front of the stairs so that we wont block anyone's view. Once the lights were dimmed, we could see on the screens, the people walking up the stairs. Its the 'We Are The Universe' introduction!!! omg excites much? yes very. People started standing along the balcony with us, so i guess we werent the only ones who chose to stand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once the introduction was over, the stadium went completely dark, and I could vaguely see Matt, Dom and Chris walking on the stage... and I screamed like a little girl. The whole stadium screamed like little girls and boys. We were all very excited! Muse were FINALLY on!!! like friggin finally!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They belted out Uprising and the whole stadium jumped, sang along and raised their arms at appropriate times all together-gether. What an experience. Matt kept jumping up and down and across the stage throughout the entire gig, I lol-ed to myself a few times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/S3PAGIyxErI/AAAAAAAAAeg/T2v7h2xN3y4/s1600-h/DSC04531.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/S3PAGIyxErI/AAAAAAAAAeg/T2v7h2xN3y4/s400/DSC04531.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436900386838483634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I expected Hysteria to be played after that, because thats how their setlist is normally like but instead they played SMBH, which is usually the third song.. I actually started to think they might not play Hysteria at all! Shame on me for doubting them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/S3PAGtKkRsI/AAAAAAAAAeo/969-NlhRp-Q/s1600-h/DSC04533.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/S3PAGtKkRsI/AAAAAAAAAeo/969-NlhRp-Q/s400/DSC04533.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436900396601984706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Say Hi to the SMBH Robot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/S3PAHLgfN_I/AAAAAAAAAew/Z3GPPMD7Ikk/s1600-h/DSC04536.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/S3PAHLgfN_I/AAAAAAAAAew/Z3GPPMD7Ikk/s400/DSC04536.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436900404746991602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Say Hi to the lines of SMBH robots and the band! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/S3PCY0T6LbI/AAAAAAAAAe4/HsGI5HHZ4M0/s1600-h/DSC04537.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/S3PCY0T6LbI/AAAAAAAAAe4/HsGI5HHZ4M0/s400/DSC04537.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436902906781117874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yeah can you tell I think the robot is really cute? lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, it was Map of the Problematique! A true blue muse fan's favourite song. I thought they might've dropped that off the setlist, so I was pretty darn happy to hear it live ^_^ I even took a video! A full video, ehheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LiM6gFYlLzI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LiM6gFYlLzI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that it was Resistance. A looooovely sooonggggg. I took an incomplete video of it, because my camera ran out of memory halfway boooooohooooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/e3ftbjpRtAQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/e3ftbjpRtAQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, they were playing this riff... I was thinking.. gosh this sounds awfully familiar, until I realised it was interlude!!! ahahahaha. If you have the entire Absolution album you'd know what song it is. It is literally just an interlude, more like an introduction before Hysteria. Which is precisely how they played it. Without a pause, interlude ended and Hysteria began, which pretty much caused a havoc in the crowd la. Everyone was shouting and screaming woohoos and whatnots. I gave Lauranne a call because Hysteria is her all time favourite Muse song!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, here is the complete setlist. If I were to type out about each and every song they played, this post will never end!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We Are the Universe (intro music)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Uprising&lt;br /&gt;2. Supermassive Black Hole&lt;br /&gt;3. Map of the Problematique&lt;br /&gt;4. Resistance&lt;br /&gt;5. Interlude + Hysteria&lt;br /&gt;6. Stockholm Syndrome&lt;br /&gt;7. Nishe&lt;br /&gt;8. United States of Eurasia&lt;br /&gt;9. Sunburn&lt;br /&gt;10. Helsinki Jam&lt;br /&gt;11. Undisclosed Desires&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;12. MK ULTRA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Starlight&lt;br /&gt;14. Time Is Running Out&lt;br /&gt;15. Unnatural Selection&lt;br /&gt;Encore&lt;br /&gt;16. Exogenesis: Symphony Part I (Overture)&lt;br /&gt;17. Plug In Baby&lt;br /&gt;18. Man with a Harmonica intro + Knights of Cydonia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I headbanged like a mofo during Stockholm Syndrome, screamed like a little girl when Sunburn was being played because HELLO? RARE SONG MUCH?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/S3PCZvFcksI/AAAAAAAAAfA/b4oyAnpOvBA/s1600-h/DSC04543.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/S3PCZvFcksI/AAAAAAAAAfA/b4oyAnpOvBA/s400/DSC04543.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436902922558149314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Piano was dragged out for Sunburn and USoE :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once we saw Matt wearing his keytar, we knew they were gonna play Undisclosed Desires. During that song, the people in charge of the lights belted out their lasers!!! It was gooorgeouuussss. Very suitable for a sexy song like that harhar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/S3PCaHCzRTI/AAAAAAAAAfI/_NwRFbU9r7A/s1600-h/DSC04547.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/S3PCaHCzRTI/AAAAAAAAAfI/_NwRFbU9r7A/s400/DSC04547.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436902928989504818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pictures are a bit 'meh' because the lasers kept moving and my camera cant take the pic fast enough wuwuwu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/S3PCatnD8FI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/0CRS2X0jZIw/s1600-h/DSC04548.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/S3PCatnD8FI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/0CRS2X0jZIw/s400/DSC04548.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436902939342139474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, Matt changed back to using his guitar, tested it a bit and I kept thinking to myself... "is it mk ultra? omg dont jinx it debbie". I heard some boys shouting from below "NEW BOOOOOOOOOORN" so I just shouted for the heck of it "MK ULTRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" because its one of my favourite songs like ever.&lt;br /&gt;Liz, my friend from the board who was standing next to me, said "dont, if they play it I think I will die" and I replied "i will... cry haha" (this was all caught on audio btw, thats why I remember this so clearly) and then before I know it, Matt plays the first 2 keys from the starting riff of MK Ultra. I SCREAMED and clapped uncontrollably LOL. and then he played like the first 4 keyes of the starting of MK Ultra, and I screamed summore and shouted "OMGGGGGGGGGGGGG" or something along those lines, and then Matt belts out the starting riff to MK Ultra with a killer stutter-intro and I was seriously. so close. to. tears.  Seriously. When Muse didnt anounce any dates for Malaysia, I knew my chances of hearing this song live was close to non-existant. I wanted to hear this song live so badly because its just such an epic song. Definitely my favourite song off their latest album, and one of my favourite Muse songs of all time. I listened, jumped, headbanged, let loose, and just appreciated life at that moment. I was just so thankful hahaha. My life is fulfilled, until my next goal! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/txMavjyXbKc&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/txMavjyXbKc&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did not record this video! I found it on youtube. Its a pretty good video ehheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The balloons came out during Plug In Baby. I forgot about the balloons once the gig started haha. I even forgot about Plug In Baby bwahaha. They extended the ending just so all the balloons can be popped, because the last time Muse came to Singapore back in 2007 at Fort Canning Park, the balloons werent popped in time so Dom said "we wont play the next song until all the balloons have been popped" and even did a cute little drumroll when the last balloon was popped. haha. Dom *heart*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/S3PCbAIi0CI/AAAAAAAAAfY/KjKmMUkquLo/s1600-h/DSC04552.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/S3PCbAIi0CI/AAAAAAAAAfY/KjKmMUkquLo/s400/DSC04552.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436902944314413090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Balloons! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once all the balloons were popped, we all heard Chris's haunting tunes of Man with the Harmonica, we knew what was coming after that, and I felt so sad :( It was the last song :( :( I better enjoy it. And enjoy it I did. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with the rest of the boarders at 7-11 after that. One of them was singaporean so he took us to a Singaporean-equivalent of malaysia's 'mamak', only its much more cleaner than our mamak haha. It was all the way at Bedok!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ate Roti Pisang.. or as the singaporeans call it, Banana Prata! hahahaha! So western la. We stayed up and chatted until close to 3am before we headed back to our respective hostels. The singaporeans stayed and an hour later, went to the Muse after party (it was a huge risk because they werent sure if it was the right place) and met up with Dom, Tom and Morgan. I am 100000% jealoussssssssssssss. :( *sniff*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thus is the end of my gig #1 of the week. I would blog about my gig #2 but I just realised that its 10.30pm and I have to head out in half an hour and I havent showered all day! eeyer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'll blog about that another time. WHICH IS SOON BECAUSE I WANT TO BLOG ABOUT IT HAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20227005-8565734068960365590?l=the--bee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the--bee.blogspot.com/feeds/8565734068960365590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20227005&amp;postID=8565734068960365590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20227005/posts/default/8565734068960365590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20227005/posts/default/8565734068960365590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the--bee.blogspot.com/2010/02/muse-2.html' title='Muse #2'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11971396000002372190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/S3PAFD2i_WI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/M9ravyGZVVo/s72-c/DSC04487.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20227005.post-3485417239024440101</id><published>2010-01-30T21:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T23:05:45.509+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthdays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='events'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='occasions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outings'/><title type='text'>My 19th Birthday.. last year. (more like last month!)</title><content type='html'>Hello!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yes, the things that I've done so far from my last 'things to do' list was... well, everything EXCEPT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a) clean my room&lt;br /&gt;b) blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SORRY THE--BEE.BLOGSPOT.COM !! I just seriously cant be arsed to blog la. I was so semangat about blogging about my birthday, christmas, new year's, my new year's resolutions that I should've stopped following right about now and etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I shall force myself to blog now, so that I can tick more stuff off my things-to-do list. ehheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets start with..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;My 19th Birthday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;I got my birthday off from work, but I had to work on the night before, hence no dinner. So we all had dinner at home and went for after party drinks, which was actually the main celebration ahhaha. Initially I wanted to check out The Library, at the curve, but since we couldn't book places for about 12 people there, and it was already kinda full, we headed to TTDI Plaza instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had my first Flaming Lambourghini HEHHEH. Got preeeeeeeeeetty darn high after that lol. Too bad I was high ALL ALONE since noone else had a strong drink, and Shu Ling who shared my Flaming Lambo with me has a higher tolerance. Meh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs068.snc3/13551_200165405635_561630635_3588476_6091071_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 337px; height: 450px;" src="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs068.snc3/13551_200165405635_561630635_3588476_6091071_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs048.snc3/13551_200165490635_561630635_3588490_1124782_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 337px; height: 450px;" src="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs048.snc3/13551_200165490635_561630635_3588490_1124782_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Laur, Shul and I. Shu Ling why are you so sexy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs068.snc3/13551_200342235635_561630635_3590156_717834_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 336px; height: 450px;" src="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs068.snc3/13551_200342235635_561630635_3590156_717834_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Shu Ling and I sharing that Flaming Lambo. (Shared because I was scared I couldnt finish it lol fail)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs048.snc3/13551_200342195635_561630635_3590150_5470704_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 338px; height: 450px;" src="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs048.snc3/13551_200342195635_561630635_3590150_5470704_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;No comment :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs048.snc3/13551_200165500635_561630635_3588492_4673700_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 450px; height: 337px;" src="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs048.snc3/13551_200165500635_561630635_3588492_4673700_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Group picture!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs068.snc3/13551_200165435635_561630635_3588481_3303804_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 450px; height: 338px;" src="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs068.snc3/13551_200165435635_561630635_3588481_3303804_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Le Pants *heart*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More pictures can be found on facebook :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, Shu Ling and I stayed over Lauranne's place and drink our secret bottle of Baileys! And then I puked. LOL. Dont ask why. I dont know why either. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next morning, Shu Ling had to leave early to go to the temple really last minute :( So Lauranne and I had some lunch with some of her friends and Victor at Wendy's, Jaya 33.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after that, I went home to pack for my trip to Langkawi the next day!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall blog about Langkawi next. The post is already half done in my drafts :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20227005-3485417239024440101?l=the--bee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the--bee.blogspot.com/feeds/3485417239024440101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20227005&amp;postID=3485417239024440101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20227005/posts/default/3485417239024440101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20227005/posts/default/3485417239024440101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the--bee.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-19th-birthday-last-year-more-like.html' title='My 19th Birthday.. last year. (more like last month!)'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11971396000002372190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20227005.post-8071137934109533978</id><published>2010-01-13T02:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T03:17:29.155+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dailies'/><title type='text'>Things To Do...</title><content type='html'>Once I stop work :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since work has been taking up SO MUCH of my time lately I've not been getting my priorities right. My unimportant priorities anyway, like my tv shows and games and room-cleaning and book-reading and movie-watching etc. My important priorities are all done and over with, like my application for UCAS and Monash! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyways, I should be sleeping now but I'm listening to some Taylor Swift (feeling very girly at the moment, and Miley Cyrus is so fail) now and the CD (downloaded) isnt over yet! So why not just blog eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So these are the things I shall be doing once I stop work, and my last day is this Friday. I chose not to work on Sat and Sun this week because I hate hate haaaaaaaaate absolutely haaaaaaaaaaaaaaate the weekend crowd. Seriously, my hatred for Asians have increased so much from working on the weekend. Slow-walking families with children running around while I'm rushing to the nearest restaurant for break, or children running around the shop messing my nicely folded clothes!!! I cant stand you people!! LEAVE YOUR KIDS, BULKY PRAMS AND BABIES OUTSIDE WHEN YOU SHOP FOR UNDERWEAR WOMEN!!! For the sake of everyone's sanity T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, right. Things to do list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;DOWNLOAD ALL THE SHOWS I HAVE STOPPED WATCHING DUE TO WORK. Like How I Met Your Mother, Glee, Vampire Diaries (omg I cant believe I survived months without Damon Salvatore the hottest vampire in showbiz who kick's RPatzz's ass), Greys Anatomy, Big Bang Theory.. uhh.. and more. lol.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Play more of The Sims 3! My couple is currently expecting their first baby yay! and my female character is so bored of staying at home during her maternity leave. Its getting a bit boring. And I'm giving my house a major make-over now for the baby and halfway through, I RAN OUT OF FUNDS WTF. I refuse to cheat and get more money so.. My sims life a bit boring now :(&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hang out wif my fwEnz more lolol. What a lala thing to say.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Reply emails. (I'M SO SORRY CHLOE!!!!!!!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Blog more. ehheh.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;CLEAN MY FRIGGIN ROOM FFS. My A-levels books and notes are still scattered all over my table. Can die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Download more music! Yeah, I'm quite music deprived now. I've just realised the awesomeness that is Maroon 5's first album, Songs of Jane. Seriously, what an epic album. Ugh Adam Levine why are you so sexyyyy.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah thats all I can think of right now. I shall update with my progress... soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall now go to sleep! Work tomorrow :( boohoo. I shall leave a recent picture of myself now in case you people forgot my face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs161.snc3/18836_374770275555_551040555_10205888_1955145_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 450px; height: 337px;" src="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs161.snc3/18836_374770275555_551040555_10205888_1955145_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sohai. This was taken during Christmas! While we were all gift-exchanging. awww. I got spongerbobbers from Laur and Vic! wheee. I just need a Patrick now haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night freaks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20227005-8071137934109533978?l=the--bee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the--bee.blogspot.com/feeds/8071137934109533978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20227005&amp;postID=8071137934109533978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20227005/posts/default/8071137934109533978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20227005/posts/default/8071137934109533978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the--bee.blogspot.com/2010/01/things-to-do.html' title='Things To Do...'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11971396000002372190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20227005.post-6549069077450905977</id><published>2010-01-02T22:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T22:08:28.712+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>I AM STILL ALIVE.</title><content type='html'>I swear I will continue blogging.&lt;br /&gt;Really.&lt;br /&gt;I will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In two weeks.&lt;br /&gt;Because thats when I stop working! Such a bittersweet moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have many things to blog about, but my lazy ass wont let me blog about it.&lt;br /&gt;Plus like I've said elsewhere, work is taking up a lot, if not most of my time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'll just list down the things I have to blog about mmkay? Keep you guys in suspense hohoho (by you guys, I just mean Rajpal)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;My 19th Birthday!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Christmas&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;New Year&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Langkawi&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Thailand (LOL super overdue)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Work!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;And I think thats about it. I've stopped blogging about the 'every day stuff' lately. Dunnos whys. Oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year kids!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20227005-6549069077450905977?l=the--bee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the--bee.blogspot.com/feeds/6549069077450905977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20227005&amp;postID=6549069077450905977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20227005/posts/default/6549069077450905977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20227005/posts/default/6549069077450905977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the--bee.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-am-still-alive.html' title='I AM STILL ALIVE.'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11971396000002372190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20227005.post-5500266879766421119</id><published>2009-11-24T19:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T16:51:38.474+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>She lives in the fairytale somewhere too far for us to find.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/A63VwWz1ij0&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/A63VwWz1ij0&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paramore - Brick By Boring Brick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT A BEAUTIFUL VIDEOO!!!! Yet, so incredibly morbid. I love how they contradict. and I love warm colours wheee! Thought this video deserves a post :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you dont like Paramore just mute it and watch the video because its just sooooooo prettyyyyyyyyyyyy. But listening to the lyrics helps a lot, cause its tied with the video. ehheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How gorgeous is Hayley in this video man? Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinda reminds you of Alice in Wonderland, eh? Except its way less animated-looking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**EDIT**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid Warner -_-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20227005-5500266879766421119?l=the--bee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the--bee.blogspot.com/feeds/5500266879766421119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20227005&amp;postID=5500266879766421119' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20227005/posts/default/5500266879766421119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20227005/posts/default/5500266879766421119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the--bee.blogspot.com/2009/11/she-lives-in-fairytale-somewhere-too.html' title='She lives in the fairytale somewhere too far for us to find.'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11971396000002372190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20227005.post-763176373129489501</id><published>2009-11-22T23:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T16:51:16.882+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthdays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dailies'/><title type='text'>Birthday Wishlist</title><content type='html'>*BIG WIDE GRIN*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(I'll make it more possible this year :D)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;A nice big bottle of Baileys!!! *heart*&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;An Arsenal jersey :D women size er... S? I'll get back to you on the size. I dont mind a fake one as long as it doesnt look fake, and trust me I'm very anal about little details and whether its obvious or not. And I want the home jersey colour, kthx! :D&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;Dead Until Dark&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dead To The World&lt;/span&gt; by Charlaine Harris :) In case you didnt know, this is the book that True Blood is based on! I want to give it a go but books are so expensive nowadays :(&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Eleven Minutes&lt;/span&gt; by Paolo Coelho. Its banned in Malaysia, so listen up Australians! :D just kiddingz. not really. maybe. hee.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Music CDs. Arctic Monkeys, Radiohead, Coldplay or any good band will do, if you want to introduce anyone new to me. But if you give me hiphop/r&amp;amp;b, i will throw it to your face. If you give me Akon, I will push you into a well and then I will throw it to your face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Gift Vouchers :D&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mani/Pedi&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pretty things!!! (cups, notebooks, clothes, accessories, boys, whatever)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Err. A surprise, because whatever that isnt on this list automatically becomes a surprise right? amirite? yaitotallyam.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay bye! I know I havent been updating much :( Although I have lotsa to update about. So I shall do it in point form!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cloudy With A Chance Of Meatballs is actually quite a good movie&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Inglorious Basterds is a very good movie&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Time Traveler's Wife made me *almost* cry in public.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Work has been taking up most of my time lately.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Everything that matters right now has a deadline of 30th Nov, which sucks shit. I have to get my UCAS Application ready by the 30th Nov, cheap AirAsia tickets to Singapore ends on the 30th Nov, and cheap Muse@Singapore tickets are only available until 30th Nov. Gay or not?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Shu Ling, Lauranne and Jarrel are back home now wheeeee!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Started playing poker with the Australians again. Lost 2 bucks last night. (yes we bet THAT little) Wth. I got Double Aces and a King, Shu Ling got triple six. Gay or not?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have pretty much already spent the same amount of money that I've earned from La Senza last month. Gay or not?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I dunno why I say the word "gay or not?" in this post a lot. Its not like I'm saying it a lot, if not at all, in real life!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Okay NOW I really have to go. And that was a quick update by Debbie Ong! Brought to you by.. *tunes out*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20227005-763176373129489501?l=the--bee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the--bee.blogspot.com/feeds/763176373129489501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20227005&amp;postID=763176373129489501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20227005/posts/default/763176373129489501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20227005/posts/default/763176373129489501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the--bee.blogspot.com/2009/11/birthday-wishlist.html' title='Birthday Wishlist'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11971396000002372190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20227005.post-6363972410249724249</id><published>2009-11-01T15:54:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T01:40:25.889+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gigs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='events'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outings'/><title type='text'>I still hope that you will miss me when I'm gone, this is the last song.</title><content type='html'>100th post! Woooh. Almost a year since I started blogging on blogger. Am I not blogging enough? Since there's 365 days a year and this is only my 100th post haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. Enough with the Math. Yesterday was the happiest day of my year so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night's AAR gig couldn't have been more perfect. Aaaah!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perfect setlist, perfect crowd, perfect weather, everything was just perfect la. Too bad the phonelines werent perfect or else I could have called Shulsy and Laursy while our Pants Anthem "The Last Song" was being played live!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways! I got my pair of tickets from my sister's friend David, so many many many HUUGE kudos goes to him and my sister for being able to score a pair of tickets for me teehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I headed over to Vic's house at 4.30pm and we hopped into Alvin's car with Julia and Christine inside and headed off to Bukit Jalil Carpark A! I had burnt AAR CDs so we were listening to em in the car :D We reached there at about what.. 5.45pm? Doors konnonnya open at 6pm so we just walked to the venue slowly haha. Since when were gigs on time anyway? Ate some ramly burger nearby to store some energy in us, and lined up to enter the carpark! Camwhored while waiting in line of course :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/Su1EsXM3QiI/AAAAAAAAAbA/OcSEuHfRcc8/s1600-h/DSC04244.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/Su1EsXM3QiI/AAAAAAAAAbA/OcSEuHfRcc8/s400/DSC04244.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399047057219994146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The girls! Debbie, Julia and Christine :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/Su1EtUwIYaI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/l5m1MxX-vQ8/s1600-h/DSC04248.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/Su1EtUwIYaI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/l5m1MxX-vQ8/s400/DSC04248.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399047073742479778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The boys! Alvin and Victor. I dont know what they're doing to that tree haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/Su1EtsYQB2I/AAAAAAAAAbY/udIjkQvASuA/s1600-h/DSC04253.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/Su1EtsYQB2I/AAAAAAAAAbY/udIjkQvASuA/s400/DSC04253.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399047080084768610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My outfit. This is a horrible candid photo (I swear I wasnt picking out a wedgie) but its also the best photo where you can see my outfit so yeah. This is the nicest I've worn to a gig yet. haha. All because its halloween and I wanted to dress up as Matt Bellamy LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i120.photobucket.com/albums/o194/mayam93/muse/bellamy/08425_131333_museEMcool06_27.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 176px; height: 216px;" src="http://i120.photobucket.com/albums/o194/mayam93/muse/bellamy/08425_131333_museEMcool06_27.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pass or fail? I chose my guitar shirt just because its pretty 'rocker' lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/Su1Esi-vJII/AAAAAAAAAbI/pCTBnIKqaMQ/s1600-h/DSC04262.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/Su1Esi-vJII/AAAAAAAAAbI/pCTBnIKqaMQ/s400/DSC04262.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399047060381967490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The crowd! All lining up to get inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/Su1EuLzFb9I/AAAAAAAAAbg/nCyzF2TSm00/s1600-h/DSC04256.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/Su1EuLzFb9I/AAAAAAAAAbg/nCyzF2TSm00/s400/DSC04256.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399047088518819794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Candid shot. haha. Julia brought her bunny ears for halloween too. Little gestures la, this is a gig after all. We dont want our rented costumes to get ripped apart!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/Su8MjwBNr9I/AAAAAAAAAcg/gS9_P1oDW8Q/s1600-h/DSC04257.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/Su8MjwBNr9I/AAAAAAAAAcg/gS9_P1oDW8Q/s400/DSC04257.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399548286565461970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dont ask. We waited really long!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lining up for what felt like 2 hours, WE FINALLY GOT IN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first 3 Malaysian bands performed like about 4 or 5 songs each. Disagree, Pop Shuvit and One Buck Short. I was really pumped for Disagree at first, because they're the Malaysian band i'm most familiar with, and, no offence intended, but once they were done I really just wanted AAR to come out. So you could imagine how un-pumped we all were when Pop Shuvit and One Buck Short came out, but still layan sikit la. Support your local music scene la kan? (attempts to sound malay haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/Su8Mi_HFq8I/AAAAAAAAAcQ/4UWoqaio2GQ/s1600-h/DSC04264.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/Su8Mi_HFq8I/AAAAAAAAAcQ/4UWoqaio2GQ/s400/DSC04264.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399548273436765122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Disagree! Cant really see nuts from this picture, but there was a marching band at the side during their last song. I thought they were so cute haha. There was a little battle of the snare drums too during this song :p Really really cute haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After One Buck Short was done (their set was pretty cool cause they had guest stars from lotsa malaysian bands to perform with them, as their lead vocalist is in the hospital. But it was also a bit fail because i'm gonna assume they didnt rehearse much? They were out of sync a lot and just.. i dunno. Not much chemistry.), we had to wait for an hour for AAR to come out because they werent done sound-checking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/Su8MjXujwLI/AAAAAAAAAcY/StRFjmRi4iw/s1600-h/DSC04266.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/Su8MjXujwLI/AAAAAAAAAcY/StRFjmRi4iw/s400/DSC04266.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399548280044765362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Picture taken while waiting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That hour. took. forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously. The crowd was getting restless, and what made things worse was that they kept playing the same Universal Studios Ad on the big screens which got annoying after the 10th time watching it. Then they finally stopped playing that ad, and started playing music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After one song, the music stopped. We thought they'd play another song, but instead, we heard the familliar drum beat to AAR's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Move Along&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The crowd. Went. ECSTATIC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, everyone (including myself) were shouting and screaming and jumping! I was just so happy! THEY FINALLY CAME OUT, firstly, and also I really wanted to hear Move Along live because they didnt play it when they were here a month and a half ago for &lt;a href="http://the--bee.blogspot.com/2009/08/mtv-world-stage-live-in-malaysiaaa.html"&gt;MTV World Stage&lt;/a&gt;, and when they did last night, ohmygod, I was just so happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, Tyson kept greeting us and calling us sexy and awesome which was .. well, pretty awesome ahahah. I kept grinning :D They played &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Fallin' Apart&lt;/span&gt; and after that, he made us all shout "dirty, dirty little.... finish that sentence :D" and the whole crowd yelled "DIRTY LITTLE SECREEEEEET" and that familliar guitar riff came on and again, we all went wild! Screaming and singing along and dancing and jumping, it was a massive karaoke session haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/Su8MkPa_9TI/AAAAAAAAAco/vbGe7fOYSHM/s1600-h/DSC04272.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/Su8MkPa_9TI/AAAAAAAAAco/vbGe7fOYSHM/s400/DSC04272.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399548294995113266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Can you see Tyson and his Red Indian American head gear? Worn just for Halloween :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, Julia and I heard that familiar keyboard tune and Julia just kept screaming! They were gonna play &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Swing Swing&lt;/span&gt;! Julia's favourite song haha, she wanted that song to be played so badly. We all did la ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Swing Swing, Tyson kept commenting about everyone's halloween costumes.&lt;br /&gt;"Oh cool a Jason mask! Thats sweet"&lt;br /&gt;"There, I see a witch. Owait... That's a wizard, not a witch! Sorry sir."&lt;br /&gt;"You guys are fuc... crazy"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then he goes back to his mic, and sings "&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;please just dont PLAY WITH ME&lt;/span&gt;" *guitar*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Julia and I.. we just screamed. SCREAAAAAAAAAAMED.&lt;br /&gt;It was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;My Paper Heart&lt;/span&gt;!! THE song I never thought I'd get to hear live ever! And they played it, oh God, I was seriously &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;so&lt;/span&gt; close to tears of joy, and I'm not exaggerating this time. Seriously. I just sang my heart out, jumped, screamed with julia, sang to her "&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;SO BOTTLE UP OLD LOVE, AND THROW IT OUT TO SEA&lt;/span&gt;" and just didnt care about what the other people in the crowd were doing. They were hating us, obviously, because we were the only ones singing loudly, acting like maniacs and screaming haha. But I honestly didnt care. I was so high on music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Julia and I kept saying to each other "i cant believe they're playing my paper heart MY PAPER HEART!!!!" hahaha. Utter fangirls, we are. I tried giving Shu Ling and Lauranne a call but tak bleh, no idea why. Phone lines were probably jammed because there was an estimated 15k people there that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, they played a crowd favourite, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;I Wanna&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; We all sang and jumped but I was still pretty high from My Paper Heart aha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, they tuned down a bit and played the lovely &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Mona Lisa&lt;/span&gt;, with Nick on acoustic and Tyson among the crowd, singing to the fans and rubbing his glitter on them. Not kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/Su8Mk8PXxAI/AAAAAAAAAcw/EeMNrqIXPqI/s1600-h/DSC04281.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/Su8Mk8PXxAI/AAAAAAAAAcw/EeMNrqIXPqI/s400/DSC04281.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399548307025937410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nick Wheeler on acoustic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was when I realised that I have a VERY soft spot for a guy who can play the acoustic guitar well. Seriously. I was just so... drawn to him. Then again, the song is also pretty beautiful. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;You can sit beside me when the world comes down&lt;/span&gt;. Come on, thats just really sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/Su8Tvy_fAaI/AAAAAAAAAc4/XsPrTnOWQZg/s1600-h/DSC04285.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/Su8Tvy_fAaI/AAAAAAAAAc4/XsPrTnOWQZg/s400/DSC04285.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399556190103339426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love Nick Wheeler aaaaah. He is so awesome haha. Tyson eventually came up on stage :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that they played Real World, It Ends Tonight, and Damn Girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/Su8TwHGah0I/AAAAAAAAAdA/ftsSy871kwE/s1600-h/DSC04287.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/Su8TwHGah0I/AAAAAAAAAdA/ftsSy871kwE/s400/DSC04287.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399556195501115202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/Su8Tw_gALLI/AAAAAAAAAdI/Fm1bh8vjNAs/s1600-h/DSC04288.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/Su8Tw_gALLI/AAAAAAAAAdI/Fm1bh8vjNAs/s400/DSC04288.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399556210640825522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, Tyson was doing more stage banter and Julia said she thought she heard the intro to The Last Song, you know? The keyboardy part? But I'm like "heh? no lah where got." and then I heard Tyson say "the last..." and I lost my breath, and grabbed hold of Julia's arm, but instead of her arm I got her yellow clappy thing instead haha. BUT ANYWAY, my point was, I was just.. stunned. Could it be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I heard it. The keyboardy bit. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;The Last Song&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just lost myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Screaming, yelling and shouting "OH MY GOD OH MY GOD OH MY GOD THE LAST SONG THE LAST SONG AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH I CANT BELIEVE THEY'RE PLAYING THIS SONG I CANT BELIEVE IT!!" with Julia! I even accidentally hit this girl's head with my elbow. I just lost myself la really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, Julia, if you're reading this, Thank God you were there to scream with me ahhaha. Or more like, to initiate the screaming so that I wont feel so malu to scream by myself haha! This was the first time I've ever had a screaming fangirl fit. It felt good hahahaa. Once again I tried calling Shulsy and Laursy but still cannot :( this is our anthem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that it was the encore, and they played &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;The Wind Blows&lt;/span&gt; and ended the night with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Gives You Hell&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/Su8TxRIRbnI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/xh16vrKdAzI/s1600-h/DSC04293.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/Su8TxRIRbnI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/xh16vrKdAzI/s400/DSC04293.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399556215373131378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Check out Nick's double neck guitar, during The Wind Blows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/Su8Txq-HRII/AAAAAAAAAdY/_4xPBHtl6mA/s1600-h/DSC04292.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/Su8Txq-HRII/AAAAAAAAAdY/_4xPBHtl6mA/s400/DSC04292.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399556222309844098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tyson came out with his headgear again haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it was over after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the complete setlist:&lt;br /&gt;1. Move Along&lt;br /&gt;2. Fallin' Apart&lt;br /&gt;3. Dirty Little Secret&lt;br /&gt;4. Swing Swing&lt;br /&gt;5. My Paper Heart&lt;br /&gt;6. I Wanna&lt;br /&gt;7. Mona Lisa&lt;br /&gt;8. Real World&lt;br /&gt;9. It Ends Tonight&lt;br /&gt;10. Damn Girl&lt;br /&gt;11. The Last Song&lt;br /&gt;Encore&lt;br /&gt;12. The Wind Blows&lt;br /&gt;13. Gives You Hell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all had some mamak at Williams after that with Zec and Yin Mun :) Christine mentioned downloading House Bunny, and then I remembered that our dear ol' Tyson Ritter was in House Bunny! ahaha so we all decided to watch that show at Vic's house. Just to perve on Tyson just a lil' bit more hahha. He was so cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once the clock hit 3am we all went back home, because the only people left awake watching the show was Zec and I. The rest were already sleeping on the couch/floor :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, I love live music la. Cant believe I've seen AAR twice in 3 months. That hardly ever happens when you're in Asia, watching a band more than once on the same tour haha. I'm so happy &lt;3&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/20227005-6363972410249724249?l=the--bee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the--bee.blogspot.com/feeds/6363972410249724249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20227005&amp;postID=6363972410249724249' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20227005/posts/default/6363972410249724249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20227005/posts/default/6363972410249724249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the--bee.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-still-hope-that-you-will-miss-me-when.html' title='I still hope that you will miss me when I&apos;m gone, this is the last song.'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11971396000002372190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/Su1EsXM3QiI/AAAAAAAAAbA/OcSEuHfRcc8/s72-c/DSC04244.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20227005.post-8439979642915661563</id><published>2009-10-19T21:42:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T23:35:18.942+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthdays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='driving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dailies'/><title type='text'>Heavy wordy post about my driving exam :D</title><content type='html'>God was so good to me today. :) Srsly. Praise God for His mercy haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had my driving exam today! Whoaaa so fast I know right? Its sad how I didnt really blog much about my driving lessons because I know that in a few years time, reading back upon it is gonna be HILARIOUS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I vaguely remember almost hitting a man, almost hitting a pole, and then in the next lesson I actually hit a pole while leaving side parking area no. 2, because those poles were so damn narrow and I didnt steer fast enough ahahah. kept giggling to myself. But after that I got the hang of it :D I'm still super clueless as to how to park IN REAL LIFE (ie without those poles) and how to drive in a roundabout without getting hit and dying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways! I wanted to blog about my exam in extreme detail. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, woke up got ready and Mr Fung my instructor picked me up at 7am. He picked a bunch of other people up and we eventually reached the centre at 7.45am-ish. Waited for the receptionist give us our numbers (I was number 2. I know right. so effing early) and for the JPJ people to give us our instructions and so that we can give them our ICs and L licenses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, they called out the numbers to line up at the little hut to sit for our circuit exam.&lt;br /&gt;I was number 2, so I drove the second car. Which was a really old car. like, ohmygod srsly damn old.&lt;br /&gt;It didnt have that tachometer which I heavily depended on when i'm on the slope!!&lt;br /&gt;And the hand break didnt have its little knob thing, because it broke off. I have no idea how or what can break off that tiny little knob, but oh man it broke off.&lt;br /&gt;And the clutch, oh man, when I had to drive my car from its position to the white line,  I almost stalled cause it was so sensitive and yet extremely unsensitive at the same time, do you get it? I have to lift it up a whole lot before the car can actually move, and yet once it reaches that 'lifted' state if I lift it too quickly I'll stall, which almost happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway, thanks to that almost stalling incident, I kinda knew how gay the clutch was so I adjusted my legs to it! hahaha. Though I was honestly, very scared I was going to fail because my car was so fail. I was like... shaking. and almost teared up. because I was THAT nervous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I didnt fail! :D I passed my slope, my side parking was a bit wonky cause I dunno whats wrong but I didnt park completely IN the white box, so i reversed and went straight a bit more. The instructor was nice enough to stand nearby and say I parked well before I headed off to the 3-point turn, which was something I have been practicing since my first driving class so it was alright :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, I thought I had to wait a bit until my road test but noooooo after I gave my form to the lady, she said "ok kereta awak nombor 7". In my head i'm thinking "F*CK SO FAST? ooooooooooooohmygosh"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I went in the car, it was a new car so I was pretty thankful for that, gave the dude the form, I asked him about the form that I was supposed to keep and he told me to keep it in a nice way, so I sorta knew I wasnt having a bitchy instructor :D. I put the bag at the back seat, adjusted my seat, adjusted the side mirrors and front mirror, the instructor was nice enough to wind down his window for me, I heard the bitchy lady instructor wouldnt do it for you. Anyway, I checked the wipers and then the signals, teehee. Cause I'm kiasu like that, I got marks for that too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then at the "berhenti" sign, I had to stop, and there's like a little hill there where you are required to use the handbreak right? I did that and.. MATI ENGINE! Like for the first time since I started learning to drive. Omg man, omg. I was like "oh shht" and then I started the car again and went up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stalling that car actually helped a lot, cause at least then I sorta knew what kind of car I was dealing with. You learn from your mistakes right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, at the junction where you were supposed to turn out in to the main road from the centre, there were no cars coming my way except for this huge massive learner's truck that was gonna turn into the centre, I didnt know whether to go first and let him go first, so I just sat there. The truck gave a little honk and my tester was like "boleh la, pergi". So I went! Luckily he told me to, srsly. haha. I would've just stayed there, and possibly die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway! He told me to take Route 2, which was the shorter one, which I am very thankful for. And most of the traffic lights were on the verge of turning green as I was approaching it so I really didnt stop my car except for the first major traffic light at the bridge above to Federal Highway. Am I lucky? Hell yeah. and I'm so thankful for it, especially after that crappy car I got for my circuit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So yeah, I passed my driving exam!!! WHEEE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with 18/20 for my road test. Probably lost those 2 marks from stalling at the stop sign hahahaha. I still find that so funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other Mr Fung student that sat for my driving exam as well failed her road test :( Poor girl. After she was done, I went back home while Mr Fung was waiting outside my house for me to pass to him my convict-looking passport photo. Meaning I'm gonna get my P soon woot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had the whole day to myself after that, since I took the day off from work today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WORK?? whaaat? Yeah thats right, I'm working now!&lt;br /&gt;Started working at La Senza, 1 Utama last Monday. First 2 days of work were awful cause I had some gastric, so I asked for a day off on Wednesday to heal up and on Thursday onwards I was all fine and dandy! Didnt work on Saturday because the full-timers already "chup" their full working hours for TRIPLE pay. Shit man ahhaha I also want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But its back to work tomorrow! I forgot what shift I had to work tomorrow so when Victor and I headed to 1 utama today to run some errands, I went to check. hahaha. They must think I'm like damn free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after Victor bought his beanie from Topman, we headed over to Cats Whiskers Bangsar to visit Julia at her first day of work! :D Went back home after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just going to stop this post abruptly, cause its fun that way :)&lt;br /&gt;Back to work tomorrow! Hopefully I can get the morning shift this Sunday so that I can watch the Man U. vs Liverpool match ahahhaha. Gonna be epic. I hope Gerrard and Torres heal up or else Liverpool are gonna get so owned :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH ALSO. omg I cant believe I forgot to mention this, but since its today,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;HAPPY 19th BIRTHDAY SHULLY GULLY SHULSY LOLSY!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v370/68/91/551040555/n551040555_4666138_3309.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 450px; height: 337px;" src="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v370/68/91/551040555/n551040555_4666138_3309.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;being 'lala' for funsies. You know how much I hate this picture. I published it for you and only you because its your birthday. FEEL THE LOVE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From your 18th birthday last year! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm too brain dead to think of anything sappy and mushy but just know that I love you and miss you and cant wait for you to get back!! and really, if I were given the chance to study at Melbourne, I'd be your roommate in a heartbeat! ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you had a great birthday! Aiya I know you already did ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20227005-8439979642915661563?l=the--bee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the--bee.blogspot.com/feeds/8439979642915661563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20227005&amp;postID=8439979642915661563' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20227005/posts/default/8439979642915661563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20227005/posts/default/8439979642915661563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the--bee.blogspot.com/2009/10/heavy-wordy-post-about-my-driving-exam.html' title='Heavy wordy post about my driving exam :D'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11971396000002372190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20227005.post-4493862716865731809</id><published>2009-10-10T02:20:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T03:11:29.111+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><title type='text'>(500) Days of Summer</title><content type='html'>Too bad we dont have all 4 seasons here. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;/lame&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;woke up at 1&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; lazed around until 3&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; ran some errands til 5&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; went online til 7&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; got stuck in the jam til 8&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; watched 500 days of summer til.. errr... 11?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; mamak til 1&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Thats pretty much been my day today, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its my second time watching (500) Days of Summer today btw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched it last Friday too, with Victor, Julia and her ADP friends Eka, Ernie and Aaron. Today I watched it with Victor (again), Cheryl and Clement! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://cribbster.files.wordpress.com/2009/03/500-days-of-summer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 451px; height: 299px;" src="http://cribbster.files.wordpress.com/2009/03/500-days-of-summer.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really really really like this movie. What can I say?&lt;br /&gt;Great acting + OMG great soundtrack = Great movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you havent seen it yet, you should. Like. Now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its not a love story, they already said that in the trailer and its true. But what really gets me is the lovey dovey happy parts between Tom and Summer. They're such cute moments, and they're so funny too, it just makes me feel sooo happy :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But like the trailer says, this is not a love story. Its.. (click more for more! spoilers included, I should warn you :O)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... pretty much a slap in the face for Tom and for us. The way it ended. Who woulda thunk it? I for one never thought she'd marry a guy THAT soon after they broke up. Did you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We think that the relationship is going so well and its gonna last forever, we kinda fail to see whats wrong with it. ESPECIALLY when we look back and ponder over it. I can totally relate to that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i187.photobucket.com/albums/x89/edwardbayntun/reviews/500-days-of-summer-review-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 450px; height: 300px;" src="http://i187.photobucket.com/albums/x89/edwardbayntun/reviews/500-days-of-summer-review-3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, this one really hit home for me, just because someone has the same interests as you doesnt mean its.. you know, gonna last. Like look at Tom and Summer, they both had same interests and taste in music, and look what happened in the end! Its just superficial. I gotta remind myself that, despite how much it matters to me.&lt;br /&gt;But then again, Summer married a guy who commented on her reading The Picture of Dorian Gray right? so maybe there is hope? Or maybe the moral of that story is.. you just never know what life is gonna give you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you find your Summer and it doesnt work out for you, you can always find yourself an Autumn :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favourite scenes in the movie? The Ikea part, and the dancing in the streets part. Its just so.. cute, so feel good! I love it love it love love aaargh. Favourite things about the movie? How incredibly BEAUTIFUL all the scenes were shot! Like srsly, lotsa use of fairy lights and warm and cool colours and angles and whatnot. Its so beautiful. I feel like as if I'm watching this film from someone's flickr account. It has a very artistic feel to it, which I love. Also, the soundtrack. Oh lordy lord, the soundtrack is soo good. A heavy mix of Indie and Oldies music, but not the weird kind of indie, but a nice kind of indie! and a nice kind of oldies too :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favourite quote? No its not from Tom, nor is it from Summer. Its actually from Paul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;"Robyn is better than my dream girl, why? Because Robyn is real"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And another one, from Vance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"Roses are red, violets are blue. Fuck you, whore"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHAHHAHA. Its super inappropriate but I found that SOOO funny! I lol-ed hard at that hahaha. Its just the way he said it. Its so.. i dunno la. Its just so funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohhh man I major "aww"-ed at that. I'm sooo gonna buy the dvd. Stupid Malaysia censored quite a bit, especially the 'penis' part. I want to know what was that all about! Looks like a funny moment :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20227005-4493862716865731809?l=the--bee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the--bee.blogspot.com/feeds/4493862716865731809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20227005&amp;postID=4493862716865731809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20227005/posts/default/4493862716865731809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20227005/posts/default/4493862716865731809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the--bee.blogspot.com/2009/10/500-days-of-summer.html' title='(500) Days of Summer'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11971396000002372190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i187.photobucket.com/albums/x89/edwardbayntun/reviews/th_500-days-of-summer-review-3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20227005.post-9151232034737324245</id><published>2009-10-06T00:02:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T00:18:31.518+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Whee :D</title><content type='html'>Rajpal got me a gift from the UK.&lt;br /&gt;I got him a gift from Thailand, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got him a little pink elephant keychain wahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What did he get me? (click on "click for more!")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v700/ong_debbie/ZOMGMUSEPOSTER.jpg?t=1254758895"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 800px; height: 600px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v700/ong_debbie/ZOMGMUSEPOSTER.jpg?t=1254758895" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My face is photoshopped because I look hideous. and my background is very ugly and messy lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I was at the uk. I've always wanted to buy this from Ebay but I have no friggin idea how to use ebay, lol.&lt;br /&gt;Plus, postage is so bloody expensive :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wheeee i'm happy :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20227005-9151232034737324245?l=the--bee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the--bee.blogspot.com/feeds/9151232034737324245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20227005&amp;postID=9151232034737324245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20227005/posts/default/9151232034737324245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20227005/posts/default/9151232034737324245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the--bee.blogspot.com/2009/10/rajpal-got-me-gift-from-uk.html' title='Whee :D'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11971396000002372190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20227005.post-6174413574186879477</id><published>2009-10-01T11:32:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T22:50:27.334+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='driving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dailies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='oh ffs'/><title type='text'>Ranty ranty.</title><content type='html'>Hai der.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started driving classes already btw, did I fail to mention that here? No? Yes? Well, oops.&lt;br /&gt;Today was my 4th lesson and... I WOKE UP LATE! AHAHHA. I overslept, and woke up to my instructor calling me this morning saying he's outside my house already. He sounded pretty frustrated on the phone cause he didnt use his words, just lotsa grunts and "aah"s. oops. My bad. Epic fail, Debbie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway! I almost hit the pole today while getting out of the side parking area. Its so frickin narrow and I always accelerate too quickly and the damn non-power steering wheel is hard to turn quickly with my weak feeble arms!! I really hate side parking. I have no idea how i'm gonna be able to do it in real life without those poles, seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I didnt hit any senior citizens (ALMOST DID TODAY AHHAHAHA) or children so its okay :) Today was just a really bad lesson day. Started off badly and was just.. pretty bad. I'm soooo rusty now ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoos, I promised Shulsy that I was gonna call JPA today to ask about their scholarships (I keep procrastinating on it, sorry), and I called them today and they keep transferring me to this number and that number! "oh you kena panggil nombor ni la". Soo many times. chibai give just me the right number already! I had no idea they had so many numbers and extensions? I thought there's just one main number, and they'll transfer the call there, but noooo I have to call another number a zillion times. And they only pick up after the 100th ring. True story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and did I mention my bm is super rusty? haha. They only answer back in malay and i have to like "hah?" ask them to repeat and wait for my brain to slowly translate whatever they're saying, then i have to translate my thoughts into bm and answer them. yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh okay, I'm actually calling them right now, and they finally answered, and OMG they talk so fast in BM in such high class BM words that my feeble brain cant understand. Sigh. But I got the basic gist of it, of what I wanted to ask. So.. yeah, bad news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh. life kinda suxorzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, am I the only one who secretly thinks that all these 'advertisement ooh aah earn money via twitter!' tweets are very very annoying? srsly. thats not an advertisement to me, thats just spam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm such an annoying complaining whiny emo kid in this post ahahahahah sorry! This is what sleep deprivation does to me. It gives me blogging mojo but I sound so annoying its not really nice anymore haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20227005-6174413574186879477?l=the--bee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the--bee.blogspot.com/feeds/6174413574186879477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20227005&amp;postID=6174413574186879477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20227005/posts/default/6174413574186879477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20227005/posts/default/6174413574186879477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the--bee.blogspot.com/2009/10/ranty-ranty.html' title='Ranty ranty.'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11971396000002372190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20227005.post-5227617479345289018</id><published>2009-09-27T17:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T17:55:47.814+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eyecandy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>The old switch-a-roo!</title><content type='html'>I'm sure most of you who follow Muse on twitter or facebook would have seen this video already, but those of you who havent!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ju9xBDEPzcg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ju9xBDEPzcg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spot the difference? ahahahha. The subtitles really helps too, with the interview bit, because Dom refers to Matt as his drummer hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And how hot is Dom as the new frontman man? Seriously! I think I'm inlove again &lt;3 teehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta love Muse and their pride for their live music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo, I PROMISE I'LL BLOG ABOUT THAILAND SOON LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20227005-5227617479345289018?l=the--bee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the--bee.blogspot.com/feeds/5227617479345289018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20227005&amp;postID=5227617479345289018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20227005/posts/default/5227617479345289018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20227005/posts/default/5227617479345289018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the--bee.blogspot.com/2009/09/old-switch-roo.html' title='The old switch-a-roo!'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11971396000002372190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20227005.post-4557867383519438849</id><published>2009-09-26T15:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T16:52:48.076+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='games'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eyecandy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dailies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shows'/><title type='text'>What are you addicted to lately?</title><content type='html'>Hello! I haven't updated in awhile now have I? my bad. I've been real busy this whole week la soz. What with raya holidays and all, everyone's got plans! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo, throughout the past week I've started playing Cluedo again.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Cluedo.&lt;br /&gt;The board game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.glenbrook-villa.com/i/Extra%20Equipment/cluedo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 215px; height: 215px;" src="http://www.glenbrook-villa.com/i/Extra%20Equipment/cluedo.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're such nerds la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT ITS SO FUN. It all started last weekend at Julia's house, Victor, Christine, Kah Yun and I headed over to Julia's place to catch the Man U vs Man City game (which was fucking epic btw, and i dont usually use the word "fucking" much anymore so when i do, yeah, i really mean it), and then Ben Ong joined us and we headed to Devi's corner @ Bangsar for some mamak food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Victor, Julia, Ben and I headed back to Julia's place and we stumbled upon this board game called.. "Harry Potter: Mystery at Hogwarts"&lt;br /&gt;Its just like Cluedo! Only Harry Potter style, with peeves the poltergeist there to kacau you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://s.ecrater.com/stores/33605/471cf74a73f63_33605n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://s.ecrater.com/stores/33605/471cf74a73f63_33605n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its so fun, ahaha. We played til like.. 3am or so, because we're such nerds like that, and then we came back the next day with cheryl+clem and Yinmun+zec and luther for more! Luther brought his original Cluedo so yeah, thats like way more difficult than the harry potter one. way more challenging too :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so tonight we're gonna have another round of cluedo AHAHHA. We're so nerdy uh-hyuk. *moves glasses up nose*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing I'm addicted to lately?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;VAMPIRE DIARIES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KelrjUHRbXs/SmpZYIYLFxI/AAAAAAAAAFc/K2-5cnkaqMU/s320/vampire+diaries+HQ+promo+pics3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KelrjUHRbXs/SmpZYIYLFxI/AAAAAAAAAFc/K2-5cnkaqMU/s320/vampire+diaries+HQ+promo+pics3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've only seen 3 episodes so far (thats all thats been released) but OH MAN. SERIOUSLY. I know what you're all thinking.. "ANOTHER vampire show? geez they're really milking it huh?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yeah, its like, really similar to twilight (though technically the vampire diaries books came out in the friggin 90's, so twilight is more like a vampire diaries rip off instead of vice versa), but omg imho its like way better than Twilight? The movie, i mean. I'm not gonna compare books here cause I've never read Vampire Diaries.... YET. HOH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yeah, my point is that, well,&lt;br /&gt;- the characters in VD have way better chemistry than the characters in Twatlight.&lt;br /&gt;- Their script may be a bit predictable, but their acting? Way better than that stupid Twilight movie. Seriously. That movie, omg, I feel like i'm watching a parody for Twilight.&lt;br /&gt;- Rob Pattz is losing his appeal to me, sorry, he's looking more and more pasty. and the vamps in VD arent that white at all! They're actually normal-looking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the one thing that wins major major points for me?&lt;br /&gt;Ian Somerhalder. He plays Stefan's older brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.eonline.com/eol_images/Entire_Site/20090912/425.VampireDiaries.cm.091209.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 425px; height: 315px;" src="http://images.eonline.com/eol_images/Entire_Site/20090912/425.VampireDiaries.cm.091209.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://queenmar.files.wordpress.com/2008/02/copy-of-ian-somerhalder_46.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 333px; height: 422px;" src="http://queenmar.files.wordpress.com/2008/02/copy-of-ian-somerhalder_46.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Familiar? He played Boone in Lost season 1! He's effing hot, and he plays the bad vampire in the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know whats up with the bad guys from all these vampire shows i've been watching lately (Twilight, True Blood, Vampire Diaries) but heeeeeeeeeeeeell they sure are hooooooooot.&lt;br /&gt;James from Twilight, Eric from True Blood and Damon from VD. So hot. I dont know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what makes Damon my favourite?&lt;br /&gt;Well, James isnt funny. He's actually pretty douchey.&lt;br /&gt;Eric has shit hair (but apparently he cuts it in season 2? I haven't seen season 2 yet)&lt;br /&gt;Damon has that sexy leather jacket, and he's really.. well, funny! Damon + Stefan scenes are my favourite, because he's just.. such a joker, despite how dangerous he is. Very attractive imho :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo, yeah, before my fangirling gets too far away, Vampire Diaries is officially my new guilty pleasure. yeah. major major guilt, because its title is so cheesy and its just so associated with tweens and screaming fan girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then again, guilty pleasures are still pleasures right? ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cant wait for the next episode next week! Teeehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, I cut my hair again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've joined the bang-wagon, and its not as long as it used to be. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd post pictures.. but i'm still in my pajamas, and I cant be arsed to change just to take a webcam picture, so BE PATIENT GAIS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20227005-4557867383519438849?l=the--bee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the--bee.blogspot.com/feeds/4557867383519438849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20227005&amp;postID=4557867383519438849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20227005/posts/default/4557867383519438849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20227005/posts/default/4557867383519438849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the--bee.blogspot.com/2009/09/hello-i-havent-updated-in-awhile-now.html' title='What are you addicted to lately?'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11971396000002372190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KelrjUHRbXs/SmpZYIYLFxI/AAAAAAAAAFc/K2-5cnkaqMU/s72-c/vampire+diaries+HQ+promo+pics3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20227005.post-4292879534976113028</id><published>2009-09-17T16:07:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T17:23:54.658+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Addition to the family!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/SrHujunKFEI/AAAAAAAAAaw/2jDkpB8yX3s/s1600-h/30097590.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/SrHujunKFEI/AAAAAAAAAaw/2jDkpB8yX3s/s400/30097590.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382345327259554882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Excuse my one-eye-bigger-than-the-other-ness, but yesterday I added another baby to my CD collection :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wheee. Its the cd+dvd edition! ahaha. Because i'm a Muse geek like that :D Isnt the cover so purddyyyy!! It is right! right?! So colourful. Like the colour palette shown in paint/adobe photoshop/whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="fullpost"&gt;Anyhoo, I've given it a few listens so far, I'm really loving &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Unnatural Selection&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;MK Ultra&lt;/span&gt;. Those 2 songs have been in my head all night last night, srsly. tis awesomeness. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Unnatural Selection&lt;/span&gt; sounds an awful lot like NewBorn + Fillip + Fury + Space Dementia. haha. Got elements of all 4 songs in that one song la, and I love that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;MK Ultra&lt;/span&gt; is just.. so good. Powerhouse guitar riffs and everything. The strings gives it that extra drama WHICH I LOVE. I like how the first chorus seems rather 'tame', and slowly as the song goes on the next choruses seem to get wilder and wilder ahahha. So much eneerrrgyyyyy I luuurrveee!! I cant contain myself la omg, sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Resistance, Undisclosed Desires, United States of Eurasia and Uprising&lt;/span&gt; are really mainstream, but its slowly growing on me though :)&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; That 15-minute symphonic monster &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Exogenesis&lt;/span&gt; at the end of the album is mega dark and mega beautiful. Only Muse can come up with crazy shit like that, and I love them for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some songs I really dont enjoy? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Guiding Light&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I Belong To You&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Guiding Light&lt;/span&gt; is so... jiwang. I feel like I'm watching that love scene in Top Gun with that song &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Take My Breath Away&lt;/span&gt; in the background. *cringe*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I Belong To You&lt;/span&gt; reminds me of the Scissor Sisters, which is never a good thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, there you go. The Resistance. Half of it sounds very mainstream pop, the other half sounds so insane its fantastic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just glad I finally have this!! Ughhh I've been waiting for months to get my hands on this album, and I finally have it wheee. The album art is pretty purdy too :D So trippy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I'm just gonna end this post pretty suddenly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just because I can :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20227005-4292879534976113028?l=the--bee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the--bee.blogspot.com/feeds/4292879534976113028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20227005&amp;postID=4292879534976113028' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20227005/posts/default/4292879534976113028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20227005/posts/default/4292879534976113028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the--bee.blogspot.com/2009/09/addition-to-family.html' title='Addition to the family!'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11971396000002372190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/SrHujunKFEI/AAAAAAAAAaw/2jDkpB8yX3s/s72-c/30097590.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20227005.post-5198933586642811702</id><published>2009-09-15T17:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T18:44:35.751+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><title type='text'>Just a friendly reminder.</title><content type='html'>Someone once told me that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Grass is always &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;greener&lt;/span&gt; on the other side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should keep reminding myself that its only greener because theirs is full of grass,&lt;br /&gt;I should remind myself to stop overlooking the colourful flowers in mine,&lt;br /&gt;I should remind myself to stop looking over the hedge and just admire the beauty on my side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3465/3890308193_364258caa8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 354px; height: 235px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3465/3890308193_364258caa8.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;[picture from &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/starush/3890308193/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20227005-5198933586642811702?l=the--bee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the--bee.blogspot.com/feeds/5198933586642811702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20227005&amp;postID=5198933586642811702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20227005/posts/default/5198933586642811702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20227005/posts/default/5198933586642811702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the--bee.blogspot.com/2009/09/just-friendly-reminder.html' title='Just a friendly reminder.'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11971396000002372190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3465/3890308193_364258caa8_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20227005.post-1237180213579281104</id><published>2009-09-12T16:48:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T18:52:38.569+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>These are the best days of our lives.</title><content type='html'>Reading Lauranne's &lt;a href="http://defragment.wordpress.com/2009/09/09/955/#comments"&gt;blog post&lt;/a&gt; really got me thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one song can really really get my mind going. Its insane, how much this song means to me. Like what Lauranne says, it just puts me on this huuuge wave of memory! From our days back when we were 14, I started rebelling, experimenting, broke off a friendship in gain of a few more, etc. I was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; emo kid that wished my life was better, wished it was more carefree when really, when I compare it to now, it was already as carefree as it could get! I just couldn't see it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats teen angst for you. All recorded down, well, somewhere. :) It wouldn't take a genius to find out where though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as I read through my life back then.. I smile and sometimes wish I could go back there. Just for a second. Where my life wasn't so bad :) Not like its horrible now, but for some undisclosed reasons, its not the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bah, all this nostalgia is getting to me. I shall now end this post with SUPER OLDSKOOL PICTURES HUHUHU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/Sqtp_HLhdaI/AAAAAAAAAag/mv30lsWMQeM/s1600-h/Me+%26+Laur+-1+copy.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/_KUpSkXuho4I/Sqtp_HLhdaI/AAAAAAAAAag/mv30lsWMQeM/s400/Me+%26+Laur+-1+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380510712804242850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;LOL!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/Sqtp-gZkqiI/AAAAAAAAAaY/LCOkwiWuZgU/s1600-h/School+%2704+-+04.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 207px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/Sqtp-gZkqiI/AAAAAAAAAaY/LCOkwiWuZgU/s400/School+%2704+-+04.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380510702394190370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chloe should be in this shot!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/Sqtp-Gs8BtI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/n_SMP1G0RH8/s1600-h/Me+%26+Laur+-4.PNG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 319px; height: 238px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/Sqtp-Gs8BtI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/n_SMP1G0RH8/s400/Me+%26+Laur+-4.PNG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380510695496091346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/Sqtp_kwaIiI/AAAAAAAAAao/uG9Iv7rqRNY/s1600-h/School+%2704+-05.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 392px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/Sqtp_kwaIiI/AAAAAAAAAao/uG9Iv7rqRNY/s400/School+%2704+-05.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380510720743580194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHAHHAHA. So old skool la. *wipes tear* No boys in these photos just because. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, I'M BACK FROM THAILAND WOO! Will blog about it as soon as humanly possible!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20227005-1237180213579281104?l=the--bee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the--bee.blogspot.com/feeds/1237180213579281104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20227005&amp;postID=1237180213579281104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20227005/posts/default/1237180213579281104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20227005/posts/default/1237180213579281104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the--bee.blogspot.com/2009/09/these-are-best-days-of-our-lives.html' title='These are the best days of our lives.'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11971396000002372190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/Sqtp_HLhdaI/AAAAAAAAAag/mv30lsWMQeM/s72-c/Me+%26+Laur+-1+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20227005.post-4069341042571303441</id><published>2009-08-31T18:38:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T22:48:16.506+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dailies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><title type='text'>See you in 9 days!</title><content type='html'>I was gonna blog about my rather eventful Friday, but I dont have any pictures! Meh :( I haven't taken them from julia yet. I have the post written out and everything already, just no pictures. and nowadays people dont seem to like words very much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo, I'm off to Thailand tomorrow! Phuket to be specific, before flying off again to Bangkok a few days later. and I'm coming back home on the 9th of September so wait for me my loves! hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have not packed yet though. And its a 9-day trip. Which would mean I have shitloads to pack, right? and yet lotsa shopping is going to commence too, so I should also pack to the bare minimum.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so confused. lol. I probably might have to wear some clothes more than once!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://availableworldhotels.com/WorldHotels/Images/RegionPromotionImages/190_Thumb_phuket2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="http://availableworldhotels.com/WorldHotels/Images/RegionPromotionImages/190_Thumb_phuket2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I google imaged "Phuket" and got that gorgeous picture. WHOA pretty! I haven't been to a clean "quality" beach in like... ever. I think the only beaches I've ever went to are Penang and PD. And those beaches arent exactly... clean..... like at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The spot I went to at PD wasnt that bad though, I could actually see my feet. Its just the Penang beach that was appalling. The water was so murky and dirty it was just awful :(&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, you can imagine how much I'm really looking forward to seeing Phuket beach woooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, please dont call me when I'm in Thailand because I wont answer the call! Its so effing expensive. I remember when I was at Bangkok last year, it cost me about RM4 just to answer a phone call, and RM2 to send a text. I was like "wtf man where did all my credit go?" T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, text me! Dont call me :D Or I keel you when I get back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prayerfully this will be a good and safe trip! Dont want any of us to contract any .. well, you know, viruses and shit. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you in a week lovess!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;--------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I forgot to mention,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 52nd Merdeka everyone! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20227005-4069341042571303441?l=the--bee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the--bee.blogspot.com/feeds/4069341042571303441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20227005&amp;postID=4069341042571303441' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20227005/posts/default/4069341042571303441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20227005/posts/default/4069341042571303441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the--bee.blogspot.com/2009/08/see-you-in-9-days.html' title='See you in 9 days!'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11971396000002372190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20227005.post-9147817975740802741</id><published>2009-08-25T00:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T01:04:49.192+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dreams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dailies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='events'/><title type='text'>Point-form post again!</title><content type='html'>Title says it all :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;On Saturday night, I went for Youth with Victor! Its been awhile :) Nice to be back there again haha.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I had to ciao from Youth early though, rushed home and got ready for the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Taylor's Dance Arena&lt;/span&gt; that night. A few of my friends from HELP were competing for that dance competition! So I went there to give them moral support with Edward and He Hui.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We met up with Fux, Dex, Jason and Alex Cheah at AC. I just realised that I was the only girl. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Nasty Nerds won first place! They were reaaaally good. Their encore performance was even better than their actual performance imho! Must've been because of all that new positive energy haha. Congrats to Ching Yu and co! (I dont know who the other dancers of that crew are)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We had some supper at McD's after that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ying Xian, He Hui, Edward and I headed to the after party at MOS after that. But whoamygod, it was so empty that night. Plus the guys couldnt enter because now apparently MOS has this new age limit for guys? Booooo.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;So we just chilled at KFC after that haha. 'twas fun :)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Angie, Eugene, Aris and He Hui slept over Eddie's place that night. I went back home at about 3am or so, after chilling at Eddie's place for a bit with everyone else. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay lah enough with the point forms. Cant you tell how bored I am? haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;---------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh also, I had like *THE* weirdest dream ever last night. Srsly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It goes along the lines of... me having a date with, no not Ben Barnes, not James Marsden, but TED MOSBY.&lt;br /&gt;WTF??? I know right?! SO random. I dont even think Ted Mosby is that hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway, after our date, we went back to his place, you know, the very same apartment from How I Met Your Mother, so I guess I was actually dating the character Ted Mosby and not the actor.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway!!! Somehow, I forgot what happened, but I ended up saying out the name "Voldemort", and then a bunch of Death Eaters apparated in to his apartment and they were gonna catch me for "using their dark lord's name in vane". And they were like friggin chasing me!! It was quite scary ahaha. I felt like Harry Potter :p I must be reading too much HP la, srsly, but anyway, I wasnt scared because I had my friends, who were like the Order of The Phoenix to help hide me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then somewhere along those lines I woke up. Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a horrible date.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20227005-9147817975740802741?l=the--bee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the--bee.blogspot.com/feeds/9147817975740802741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20227005&amp;postID=9147817975740802741' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20227005/posts/default/9147817975740802741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20227005/posts/default/9147817975740802741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the--bee.blogspot.com/2009/08/point-form-post-again.html' title='Point-form post again!'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11971396000002372190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20227005.post-9176221450025025989</id><published>2009-08-24T22:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T00:09:29.719+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dailies'/><title type='text'>Cant think of a title.</title><content type='html'>Hello! I haven't been blogging much have I? blasphemy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, its not that I dont want to. Its just that I have no time! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, last Thursday, my A-levels final results came out.&lt;br /&gt;And I got 3 As.. for all 3 of my subjects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PRAISE GOD!!! Seriously? Seriously. First time ever getting straight As. Usually there's always a B, or even a C for my past major exams ie UPSR, PMR and even SPM. But now, finally I got straight As woohooo!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So HELP conducted this photoshoot thingy for people with 3 A's and above. So I had to dress like a working lady to HELP, take my photo, and go back home haha. Instead of going home though, I joined Evan, Claire, Paik Hwa, Nick and... Wai Ming (I think thats his name!) for lunch at 1 Utama!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We decided to eat at Nando's and bumped into the further math students from HELP, haha. small world, small world.&lt;br /&gt;We watched I Love You Beth Cooper after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.craftytv.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2009/06/i-love-you-beth-cooper.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 284px; height: 419px;" src="http://www.craftytv.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2009/06/i-love-you-beth-cooper.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its an okay movie la. lol. Hayden Panettiere is so hot, like, really hot, like.. since when did she get so hot? She plays quit a crazy bitch in this movie though, maybe that adds to her hot-ness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img2.timeinc.net/ew/dynamic/imgs/090218/I-Love-You-Beth-Cooper_l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 294px; height: 294px;" src="http://img2.timeinc.net/ew/dynamic/imgs/090218/I-Love-You-Beth-Cooper_l.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a pretty funny movie though, your typical teen movie about partying after Graduation, geeky boy falls in love with head cheerleader, head cheerleader has crazy boyfriend with his pair of cronies that want to get that geeky boy, etcetc. You get the gist :) There's some cheap-shot humour in the show too haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway! The next day, I watched "Up" with Victor, Luther, Christine and the 3 couples (aka Cheryl&amp;amp;Clem, YinMun&amp;amp;Zec, and Julialvin). Aaaaall 10 of us haha. We actually managed to get good tickets for the show :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.lineboil.com/images/dug-poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 425px; height: 620px;" src="http://www.lineboil.com/images/dug-poster.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this movie. So so much. I chose to put this picture because DUG IS SO CUTE AAAAAGHGHHGAG.AAKJDF;SAFA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want my own Dug lar. aiseh. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pixar.. really, they never produce a bad movie huh? They just keep getting better and better, and Up was just so so good. It made me tear up so much at multiple scenes, its such a heartwarming movie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://twosticksandonehook.files.wordpress.com/2009/05/pixar-up-dug-445x283.png?w=445&amp;amp;h=283"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 390px; height: 248px;" src="http://twosticksandonehook.files.wordpress.com/2009/05/pixar-up-dug-445x283.png?w=445&amp;amp;h=283" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had no idea Up would be this good, to be honest. Every scene just tugs at your heart strings, and they play with the things that would make people go "aww" at, like lonely senior citizens, children, and animals. Nobody seems to give a damn about adults anymore huh? haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, even at the beginning of the movie, I was so absorbed already. Constantly going "awww" or "oh noo!!" and then "awwwwwwwwwwwwwh" all over again haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.jimhillmedia.com/mb/images/upload/Up-Pixar-Landscape-web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 330px; height: 247px;" src="http://www.jimhillmedia.com/mb/images/upload/Up-Pixar-Landscape-web.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its such a brilliant movie lar. All the characters are so lovable, and major major kudos to Pixar for making Russel (that fat scout boy) an Asian!!! hahahahah! Super cute la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway! Yeah, everybody should watch Up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But besides the movie, its so nice to meet up with everyone again :) its been way too long la. Its always either me, Victor, Luther and Cheryl only. Everyone else is never free! :( haha. So to make that night even more special, we took like shitloads of pictures. For funsies. and also because Yin Mun and Julia brought their cameras :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs200.snc1/6770_128603015635_561630635_2925639_2001145_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 460px; height: 345px;" src="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs200.snc1/6770_128603015635_561630635_2925639_2001145_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;All of us! Except for Victor, who looks like a ghost, and Luther, he was behind the camera, but I tagged him on facebook haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had fun that night :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20227005-9176221450025025989?l=the--bee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the--bee.blogspot.com/feeds/9176221450025025989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20227005&amp;postID=9176221450025025989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20227005/posts/default/9176221450025025989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20227005/posts/default/9176221450025025989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the--bee.blogspot.com/2009/08/cant-think-of-title.html' title='Cant think of a title.'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11971396000002372190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20227005.post-3547148575327502396</id><published>2009-08-16T23:45:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T00:17:34.496+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gigs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dailies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='events'/><title type='text'>MTV World Stage Live in Malaysiaaa!</title><content type='html'>Helloooz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh man, in case any of you dont know already, last night MTV had their World Stage concert in Sunway Lagoon. Bands like Kasabian, All American Rejects, Boys Like Girls, and Hoobastank were there.. to name a few.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was actually quite worried I couldnt go. Not because of tickets or anything, I settled that problem weeks ago by spending RM30 for a ticket :) RM30!! How friggin cheap is that. Trust me, if anything, the whole event was worth way more than RM30.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway yes, I was worried because on Thursday, 2 days before MTV World Stage.. I had a fever. :(&lt;br /&gt;Quite a bad one, at that. 38ºC. Saw the doctor and everything, got drugged up on antibiotics and pills and cough drops and whatnot, and come Saturday, I was still a bit sick, but I wasnt feverish anymore yay! I just had a bit of a runny nose and a really bad dry cough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I went for MTV World Stage with Victor, Yin Mun, Zec and Vivien!&lt;br /&gt;And I wore a mask. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs156.snc1/5816_113834842363_538807363_2234388_3396583_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 337px; height: 450px;" src="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs156.snc1/5816_113834842363_538807363_2234388_3396583_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All these pictures were taking by the awesome Vivien who's camera zoom is seriously DAMN ZOOM OK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway! We entered Sunway Lagoon at about 5pm, after the slightly heavy drizzle, and when they checked our bags... they took away all our water bottles! Those money-eating scum! I purposely brought 2 bottles so that I dont have to buy expensive shitty water from there :( mehz. Ghey. I want my clean water back kthx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs156.snc1/5816_113834887363_538807363_2234397_3573585_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 302px; height: 450px;" src="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs156.snc1/5816_113834887363_538807363_2234397_3573585_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The girls! Me, Vivien and Yin Mun. Yin Mun looks so hot here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs136.snc1/5816_113834897363_538807363_2234399_526742_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 450px; height: 337px;" src="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs136.snc1/5816_113834897363_538807363_2234399_526742_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;All of us! Zec, Yin Mun, Victor, Me and Vivien. I'm not sure who took this picture lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs136.snc1/5816_113836552363_538807363_2234408_4817159_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 337px; height: 450px;" src="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs136.snc1/5816_113836552363_538807363_2234408_4817159_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The cute couple awwww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaaanyway. We were at the red zone, so we hung around with the crowd and slowly nudged our way to the front of the Red Zone with the barriers stuff! It was reaaaaally cramped. The place was PACKED. Sunway had to drain their entire surf pool just for this event, so yeah, it was pretty epic even for MTV's standards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first band to play was &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Estranged&lt;/span&gt;. Our very own Malaysian artist haha. Their music was pretty good, heavy, energetic, kinda makes you wanna jump around and let loose, and yeah there were lotsa people moshing and whatnots!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, what turned me off was their costumes. It was really theatrical, but WEIRD. Their red contacts were creepy, one of their guitarists was wearing Kiss-esque make up and a kimono? wtf? The vocalist was all emo with his hoodie kept on the entire time.... quite poser la imho. Sorry. and I'm quite bummed that they didnt play Itu Kamu :( Thats like the only song I layan from Estranged. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up nextttttt is &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Boys Like Girlss&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me see if I can remember their setlist. hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Lovedrunk&lt;br /&gt;2. Hero/Heroine&lt;br /&gt;3. Thunder&lt;br /&gt;4. The Great Escape&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I THINK these were the songs they played la, if I can recall. Maybe they played 5 songs, i dont remember, meh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs136.snc1/5816_113836612363_538807363_2234417_3289511_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 450px; height: 337px;" src="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs136.snc1/5816_113836612363_538807363_2234417_3289511_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs156.snc1/5816_113836627363_538807363_2234419_7170817_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 450px; height: 337px;" src="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs156.snc1/5816_113836627363_538807363_2234419_7170817_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs136.snc1/5816_113836642363_538807363_2234421_6946637_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 450px; height: 337px;" src="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs136.snc1/5816_113836642363_538807363_2234421_6946637_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Told you her camera can super zoom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Boys Like Girls was &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Raygun&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They're so british haha, I love british music man. Seriously. They were actually quite alright! I dont know any of their songs, but they had catchy tunes. Not so much stage presence though. I actually kind of forgot them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The vocalist is a bit cute though. Just a bit. He looks a lot like a young Alex Kapranos (Franz Ferdinand frontman) with more eyeliner. Dont you think? :D haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs136.snc1/5816_113836687363_538807363_2234428_915168_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 450px; height: 337px;" src="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs136.snc1/5816_113836687363_538807363_2234428_915168_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it was &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Pixie Lott&lt;/span&gt;! She only played 3 songs, but she sounded really sweet in the banter between each song. She's a pretty sweet girl! haha. Like a saucier younger version of Duffy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs156.snc1/5816_113836712363_538807363_2234431_3850657_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 450px; height: 337px;" src="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs156.snc1/5816_113836712363_538807363_2234431_3850657_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs136.snc1/5816_113837952363_538807363_2234442_2622994_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 450px; height: 337px;" src="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs136.snc1/5816_113837952363_538807363_2234442_2622994_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our konon clubbing picture lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs156.snc1/5816_113837962363_538807363_2234444_3059104_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 450px; height: 337px;" src="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs156.snc1/5816_113837962363_538807363_2234444_3059104_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up next was &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Hoobastaaaaaankkk&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh man, it was so good to finally see Hoobastank live. They were one of my favourite bands since 2004, yeap, since The Reason people! Like the rest of the world aha. I remember I got pretty upset when I lost their (fake) album I bought :( that was before I discovered the miracle of torrents of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doug Robb made us sing along to one song before they played The Reason...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The song was.. GHOST BUSTERS!!! LOL. So hilarious and so fun la haha. We sang our hearts out to Ghostbusters and he called us ridiculous, but in a good way :p some people took offence and started boo-ing him and he apologized though. haha. Great guy, he is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, their setlist was&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Some song off their latest album&lt;br /&gt;2. Another slow song off their latest album&lt;br /&gt;3. Crawling In The Dark (I went ballistic during this song because I love it so much uh-hyuk)&lt;br /&gt;4. Ghostbusters! lol&lt;br /&gt;5. The Reason&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs136.snc1/5816_113837982363_538807363_2234448_7517239_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 450px; height: 337px;" src="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs136.snc1/5816_113837982363_538807363_2234448_7517239_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs156.snc1/5816_113837992363_538807363_2234450_1605910_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 450px; height: 337px;" src="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs156.snc1/5816_113837992363_538807363_2234450_1605910_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs156.snc1/5816_113838012363_538807363_2234453_3282777_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 450px; height: 337px;" src="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs156.snc1/5816_113838012363_538807363_2234453_3282777_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs136.snc1/5816_113838037363_538807363_2234457_6476299_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 450px; height: 337px;" src="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs136.snc1/5816_113838037363_538807363_2234457_6476299_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs156.snc1/5816_113838042363_538807363_2234458_960137_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 450px; height: 338px;" src="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs156.snc1/5816_113838042363_538807363_2234458_960137_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after this was &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;The All-American Rejects&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOOOH. The band I came here for. Srsly. I felt so happy once they started playing, ugggghhghg. Practically euphoric. I know they're not fantastic, of quality and whatnot, but ala, they're my guilty pleasure! haha! I got so excited wheee. The crowd went crazy, with the massive sing-along and the jumping and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tyson Ritter wore some funny looking face glitter which made his face shiney shiney haha. He was hopping and prancing around the stage like a skinny tattoo-ed pixie! But it was all in good fun! They had so much energy :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the setlist!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Dirty Little Secret&lt;br /&gt;2. I Wanna&lt;br /&gt;3. Swing Swing (!!!!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;4. The Wind Blows&lt;br /&gt;5. Real World&lt;br /&gt;6. It Ends Tonight&lt;br /&gt;7. Gives You Hell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/Sog6UhyEKJI/AAAAAAAAAZc/HYq4jjVwoHE/s1600-h/DSC07715.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 450px; height: 338px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/Sog6UhyEKJI/AAAAAAAAAZc/HYq4jjVwoHE/s400/DSC07715.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370606679979468946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs156.snc1/5816_113839962363_538807363_2234537_6635833_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 450px; height: 337px;" src="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs156.snc1/5816_113839962363_538807363_2234537_6635833_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs156.snc1/5816_113839977363_538807363_2234540_6720986_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 450px; height: 338px;" src="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs156.snc1/5816_113839977363_538807363_2234540_6720986_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Best dressed All-American Reject goes to Nick Wheeler! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs136.snc1/5816_113839972363_538807363_2234539_4514751_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 450px; height: 337px;" src="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs136.snc1/5816_113839972363_538807363_2234539_4514751_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs156.snc1/5816_113840017363_538807363_2234548_3781873_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 450px; height: 338px;" src="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs156.snc1/5816_113840017363_538807363_2234548_3781873_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;SUUUUPER ZOOM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After AAR did their set, practically a third of the whole crowd left, because well, they were EXHAUSTED, thirsty and not really into Kasabian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be honest, I dont know a single song from Kasabian before this gig. But I still stayed on anyway, teehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Kasabian&lt;/span&gt; came on... oh man, they released some sprinkly fireworks things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and Kasbian blew me away. They were so good. sooo so so good. All these bands fail in comparison to them. They had so much energy, good banter, great songs to head bop, mosh or jump too, it was just fantastic! I was so tired beyond belief and yet I still held on to the barrier railing thing, wooh-ed at Kasabian, and head bopped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, Yin Mun, Zec and Vivien left after AAR performed, so Vivien failed to take any pictures of Kasabian..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT I DID!!! :D with my camera phone. Its a tad lousy. So bear with it lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and, here's the setlist :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Vlad The Impaler&lt;br /&gt;2. Underdog&lt;br /&gt;3. Empire&lt;br /&gt;4. Where Did All the Love Go?&lt;br /&gt;5. Shoot the Runner&lt;br /&gt;6. Fire&lt;br /&gt;7. Club Foot&lt;br /&gt;8. LSF (Lost Souls Forever) with a long na-na-na chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They did a build-up thingy for their last encore song, LSF, and I couldnt help myself, despite feeling exhausted, I still jumped along with the crowd haha :D Seeeeriously they were so good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/Sog9jMP0sXI/AAAAAAAAAZk/3y-TmlXWpYM/s1600-h/DSC07719.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 450px; height: 337px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/Sog9jMP0sXI/AAAAAAAAAZk/3y-TmlXWpYM/s400/DSC07719.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370610230431625586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tom Meighan with his new haircut! I could barely recognize him. He looks better no? :) Completely different from his old mophead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/Sog9jZkHF1I/AAAAAAAAAZs/tbowEtfJ7i0/s1600-h/DSC07720.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 450px; height: 338px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/Sog9jZkHF1I/AAAAAAAAAZs/tbowEtfJ7i0/s400/DSC07720.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370610234006378322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/Sog9jxylbnI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/g2vMkTFUU20/s1600-h/DSC07721.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 450px; height: 338px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/Sog9jxylbnI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/g2vMkTFUU20/s400/DSC07721.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370610240509537906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wearing his sunglasses. I love their style. Its SO British. I LOVE BRITROCK LA ZOMG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/Sog9kLxExOI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/hRcPmrKADqs/s1600-h/DSC07723.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 450px; height: 338px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/Sog9kLxExOI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/hRcPmrKADqs/s400/DSC07723.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370610247482524898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/Sog9kuY2_HI/AAAAAAAAAaE/xaZiTt8KjVs/s1600-h/DSC07725.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 450px; height: 337px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/Sog9kuY2_HI/AAAAAAAAAaE/xaZiTt8KjVs/s400/DSC07725.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370610256776199282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He did eventually take off his sunglasses haaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, after all that, they had a big fire display thingy for Kasabian! I was pretty blinded because I just so happen to turn my head to face the stage at the same time the HUGE flares were lit up. I was seeing spots for a while lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once we left Sunway Pyramid, we met up with Yin Mun, Zec and Vivien. Drive-thru tapao-ed some McD's and headed for Zec's house to watch the Arsenal match woooh! 6-1 baby! Epic win lar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, once again, sorry for killing your bandwith. I had an awesome awesome awesome time. Seriously. So worth the exhaustion, dehydration, sweaty person rubbing against another sweaty person, and everything in between.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was such a great day :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20227005-3547148575327502396?l=the--bee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the--bee.blogspot.com/feeds/3547148575327502396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20227005&amp;postID=3547148575327502396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20227005/posts/default/3547148575327502396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20227005/posts/default/3547148575327502396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the--bee.blogspot.com/2009/08/mtv-world-stage-live-in-malaysiaaa.html' title='MTV World Stage Live in Malaysiaaa!'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11971396000002372190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/Sog6UhyEKJI/AAAAAAAAAZc/HYq4jjVwoHE/s72-c/DSC07715.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20227005.post-8791792014413084341</id><published>2009-08-11T16:27:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T16:46:33.094+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Hi, I just noticed something.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.themusicninja.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/07/muse21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 315px;" src="http://www.themusicninja.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/07/muse21.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Picture of the band Muse, taken a few years ago when their 'latest album' was still Black Holes &amp;amp; Revelations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UDEHE6SxI_s/SgRBHHZgxgI/AAAAAAAAHF8/CUqQyKcJ7EI/s1600/Jonas%2BBothers%2B-%2BLines,%2BVines%2Band%2BTrying%2BTimes%2Bpopmusicuniverse%5B1%5D.net"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 360px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UDEHE6SxI_s/SgRBHHZgxgI/AAAAAAAAHF8/CUqQyKcJ7EI/s1600/Jonas%2BBothers%2B-%2BLines,%2BVines%2Band%2BTrying%2BTimes%2Bpopmusicuniverse%5B1%5D.net" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Jonas Brothers's latest album's cover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...... BWAHAHHAHHAHAUHUAHHUEHHHAHAE&lt;br /&gt;No comment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note!&lt;br /&gt;I'm so stoked for MTV World Stage this saturday!!! Wooooohooooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can finally, finally, FRIGGIN FINALLY watch my #1 guilty pleasure band The All-American Rejects play live. They're not very good live, from the videos I've seen, but I dont care, I GET TO SEE TYSON RITTER AND NICK WHEELER TEEHEEHEEHEE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never in my 18 (going on 19!) years of living on earth did I ever think that it would be possible for me to catch AAR without travelling overseas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm excited :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20227005-8791792014413084341?l=the--bee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the--bee.blogspot.com/feeds/8791792014413084341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20227005&amp;postID=8791792014413084341' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20227005/posts/default/8791792014413084341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20227005/posts/default/8791792014413084341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the--bee.blogspot.com/2009/08/hi-i-just-noticed-something.html' title='Hi, I just noticed something.'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11971396000002372190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UDEHE6SxI_s/SgRBHHZgxgI/AAAAAAAAHF8/CUqQyKcJ7EI/s72-c/Jonas%2BBothers%2B-%2BLines,%2BVines%2Band%2BTrying%2BTimes%2Bpopmusicuniverse%5B1%5D.net' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20227005.post-7309911612433988959</id><published>2009-08-10T21:20:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T22:47:55.605+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lets get lyrical'/><title type='text'>Underneath this adolescent sky, together.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_iEegD9dGz4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_iEegD9dGz4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lenka - We Will Not Grow Old&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song is tied with &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Trouble Is A Friend&lt;/span&gt; as my favourite Lenka song. Lol. I just love it so much!&lt;br /&gt;Its really different from the normal stuff I listen to, so its really really refreshing :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and its so... whimsical! This song reminds me of my young carefree days where I could walk around the park with my childhood friends, skipping along, playing on the see-saws and slides and whatnots, without a worry in the world.&lt;br /&gt;Or back when I was in high school, where I'm sure we ALL felt like we were impenetrable, invincible, and downright awesome (though I still feel very awesome in my own way, thank you very much!). We werent ready to grow up and work, our studies werent very important, we were merely just &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;embracing our youth&lt;/span&gt; and having fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/57/198530129_00a7951ab5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 296px; height: 364px;" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/57/198530129_00a7951ab5.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember The Ataris's lyrics, it goes like "Being grown up isnt half as fun as growing up. These are the best days of our lives"&lt;br /&gt;I heard that line and it just got stuck in my head ever since.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;I miss those days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You and me will be lying side by side,&lt;br /&gt;Forever, forever.&lt;br /&gt;Underneath this adolescent sky,&lt;br /&gt;Together, together.&lt;br /&gt;And you will hold my heart inside your hand,&lt;br /&gt;And you'll be the one, the one to tell me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, we've got a long, long way to go,&lt;br /&gt;To get there, we'll get there.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, if there's one thing that we know,&lt;br /&gt;It's that we will not grow old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made you swear that our hearts will never die,&lt;br /&gt;No never, no never.&lt;br /&gt;Cause no one seems to believe that we can fly,&lt;br /&gt;Forget them, forget them.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, you told me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, we've got a long, long way to go,&lt;br /&gt;To get there, yeah we'll get there.&lt;br /&gt;But oh, if there's one thing that we know,&lt;br /&gt;It's that we will not grow old.&lt;br /&gt;We've got a long, long way to go,&lt;br /&gt;To get there, we'll get there.&lt;br /&gt;But oh, if there's one thing that we know,&lt;br /&gt;It's that we will not grow old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, how could we know that day, it came with age,&lt;br /&gt;That oh, the feeling would fade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, we've got a long, long way to go,&lt;br /&gt;To get there, we'll get there.&lt;br /&gt;But, oh, if there's one thing that we know,&lt;br /&gt;It's that we will not grow old.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, we've got a long, long way to go,&lt;br /&gt;To get there, yeah we'll get there.&lt;br /&gt;But, oh, if there's one thing that we know,&lt;br /&gt;It's that we will not grow old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, we will not grow old&lt;br /&gt;We won't grow old&lt;br /&gt;No, no, we will not grow old&lt;br /&gt;No, we will not grow old&lt;br /&gt;We will not grow old.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/130/345653550_174ea0e14f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 307px; height: 210px;" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/130/345653550_174ea0e14f.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;[pictures from &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/14777581@N00/198530129/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/pinksherbet/345653550/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;!]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20227005-7309911612433988959?l=the--bee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the--bee.blogspot.com/feeds/7309911612433988959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20227005&amp;postID=7309911612433988959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20227005/posts/default/7309911612433988959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20227005/posts/default/7309911612433988959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the--bee.blogspot.com/2009/08/underneath-this-adolescent-sky-together.html' title='Underneath this adolescent sky, together.'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11971396000002372190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/57/198530129_00a7951ab5_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20227005.post-6022833549731434031</id><published>2009-08-09T21:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T23:18:28.361+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Someone leaves Malaysia again :(</title><content type='html'>When I was 12 years old, I was put out of my comfort zone in primary school. I was removed from my old class, a class that I've spent 3 years beforehand in, and put into a completely different class, all due to my bad results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that was when I met my friend, Chloe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've had water fights, traumatizing sleepovers, boy troubles and many more adventures years since then :)&lt;br /&gt;and 24 hours ago, Chloe boarded her flight to Iowa, USA, to pursue her studies in Iowa State University.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fought hard to not cry like &lt;a href="http://the--bee.blogspot.com/2009/02/teh-oztwailianz-are-teh-gone.html"&gt;last time&lt;/a&gt; lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/Sn7hI_CFcvI/AAAAAAAAAZU/FRKirWKC2kM/s1600-h/IMG_4001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/Sn7hI_CFcvI/AAAAAAAAAZU/FRKirWKC2kM/s400/IMG_4001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367975350347592434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL @ us in form 5 ahhaha. I cant find many pics of us before that, that was decent looking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you la Chlomo :( I hope you have a blast in the US of A! Don't cash out your V-card too quick at some random frat party okay, make the boy work for it :p, okay that was quite inappropriate, sorry. Find good friends, grow closer to God and dont forget meeeeeeeeez. I mean us. hahaha. you know, the people you left here in this hopeless country? :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you! Keep updating your blog okay :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, I had my bengkel yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DIDNT MATI ENJIN (yet). WOOHOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol. how jakun of me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20227005-6022833549731434031?l=the--bee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the--bee.blogspot.com/feeds/6022833549731434031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20227005&amp;postID=6022833549731434031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20227005/posts/default/6022833549731434031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20227005/posts/default/6022833549731434031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the--bee.blogspot.com/2009/08/someone-leaves-malaysia-again.html' title='Someone leaves Malaysia again :('/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11971396000002372190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/Sn7hI_CFcvI/AAAAAAAAAZU/FRKirWKC2kM/s72-c/IMG_4001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20227005.post-47361143969087020</id><published>2009-08-04T21:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T21:23:50.782+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dailies'/><title type='text'>Hello.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Does anyone have a spare acoustic guitar&lt;/span&gt; that they don't need or aren't using? I sold my old one away, and I feel like playing the guitar again. Its been years :) If you have one, and you dont mind lending one to me, please let me knooowww! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, I passed my undang :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;SEKSYEN A : 14/15&lt;br /&gt;SEKSYEN B:  25/25&lt;br /&gt;SEKSYEN C: 10/10&lt;br /&gt;JUMLAH MARKAH: 49/50&lt;br /&gt;MARKAH LULUS: 42/50&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whee :D Feels good haha. Bengkel next!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20227005-47361143969087020?l=the--bee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the--bee.blogspot.com/feeds/47361143969087020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20227005&amp;postID=47361143969087020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20227005/posts/default/47361143969087020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20227005/posts/default/47361143969087020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the--bee.blogspot.com/2009/08/hello.html' title='Hello.'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11971396000002372190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20227005.post-7662091476741527994</id><published>2009-08-02T21:44:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T00:29:00.772+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gigs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eyecandy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dailies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Trouble is a friend but trouble is a foe, oh, oh.</title><content type='html'>Hello! Meet my friend Rajpal. His full name is Rajpal Kuckreja &lt;s&gt;something with an a/l somewhere in there&lt;/s&gt;. Today, he was SO awesome that he may actually be more awesome than Barney Stinson... no wait, scratch that, more awesome than me :P HOHO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why? Because today, I dont know why, but most of my 'kaki' couldn't teman me go see Lenka's showcase at 1 Utama. Wuwuwu. Victor FFK-ed me because he had health issues. Chloe and co have something else to do after going to ACTs, Cheryl has to stay home and do homework, Edward was at the PC Fair, Ying Xian was celebrating her mum's birthday, Eugene and co have dance practice.. etcetc so.... yeah. You get the gist. takda buddy. I was seriously considering going alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Srsly lor, God was punishing me for skipping church this morning :( wuwuwu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then 45 minutes before the supposed starting time of Lenka's showcase, I called Rajpal, he was stuck at home, lying on his bed staring into the ceiling. he hasn't even heard of Lenka and he said that he'll go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Srsly. Thank God. Because I was really, very desperate to go, and I didnt wanna kacau my sister and her buds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister is possibly the hugest Lenka fan I know. Its because of her, that I know Lenka's songs other than The Show. My favourite one so far? Trouble Is A Friend. It was on Grey's Anatomy! Thats how we first found out about Lenka heh heh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we finally reached 1utama (parking was a total bitch btw), Lenka wasnt playing yet, and PhatPhabes and Ben from Fly.fm were busy entertaining the crowd, so we walked around a bit and when we went back, Lenka was there!&lt;br /&gt;And we missed her first song which was Trouble Is A Friend.&lt;br /&gt;MY FAVOURITE LENKA SONG. EMO CAN OR NOT? Srsly sigh T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well, she played 5 songs altogether.&lt;br /&gt;1. Trouble Is A Friend&lt;br /&gt;2. Don't Let Me Fall&lt;br /&gt;3. Dangerous &amp;amp; Sweet&lt;br /&gt;4. The Show&lt;br /&gt;Encore??&lt;br /&gt;5. We Will Not Grow Old&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's really very pretty in real life! She looks abit like a erm... mouse, in that The Show video haha. And she sounds pretty good live too :D so.. woohoo. I'm a fan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Trouble he will find you no matter where you go, oh oh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;No Matter if you're fast no matter if you're slow, oh oh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;The eye of the storm and the cry in the morn, oh oh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;You're fine for a while but you start to lose control.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, a few days ago, Rajpal and I were talking about who was on our Top 5 list of erm.. well, hot celebrities we're attracted to, we wish we could date, want to meet, etcetc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't really think of 5, since I'm such a fangirl when it comes to pretty white boys, but after much thinking, I think I've finally figured out who! haha :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here it is, my..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;List of top 5 hot male celebrities!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;(similar to Pia's list of extremely attractive people that she wished went to her college lol!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In no particular order (because I don't want to hurt their feelings)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. Ben Barnes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/SnWlLEOXLmI/AAAAAAAAAYc/VRUhpWg6nfM/s1600-h/NathanielGoldbergpic5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 301px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/SnWlLEOXLmI/AAAAAAAAAYc/VRUhpWg6nfM/s400/NathanielGoldbergpic5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365376140612939362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;This picture made me buy a pair of navy blue chucks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He plays Prince Caspian in the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Chronicles of Narnia: Prince Caspian&lt;/span&gt;, among other things. :) He also plays Dunstan Thorn in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Stardust&lt;/span&gt;, and Jessica Biel's husband in&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Easy Virtue&lt;/span&gt;, and of course, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dorian Gray&lt;/span&gt; himself :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/SnWlLUjqsAI/AAAAAAAAAYk/Q7Zh6WWafh0/s1600-h/gapphotoshoppic003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 287px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/SnWlLUjqsAI/AAAAAAAAAYk/Q7Zh6WWafh0/s400/gapphotoshoppic003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365376144997265410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've fangirl-ed over him maaaaaany many times over the year. As you can see &lt;a href="http://the--bee.blogspot.com/2008/11/reasons-why-i-love-gap.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://ong-debbie.xanga.com/658828717/moar-oye-canday/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://ong-debbie.xanga.com/657830114/studying-barnes/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v700/ong_debbie/benbarnes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v700/ong_debbie/benbarnes.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[sorry, I had to put 3 pictures of him, because he's my #1 pretty boy.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;He fits the mould. He has a pretty face, nice hair, he's from London so he has his nice London accent as well as his British wit, ergo he's a funny guy! I've seen interviews yeah :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. James Marsden&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/SnWlL31b8iI/AAAAAAAAAYs/preqc3rX1MY/s1600-h/JAMES_5004_US.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 308px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/SnWlL31b8iI/AAAAAAAAAYs/preqc3rX1MY/s400/JAMES_5004_US.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365376154467037730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Famous for starring as Cyclops in the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;X-men&lt;/span&gt; saga, James Marsden has a nice face to look at :) I remember when this very picture of him got stuck on 1 Utama's The Gap entrance, I gasped and just stared at it all day. So pretty la he~. I notice he always plays the character that gets erm.. rejected, by the main girl, ala &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Notebook&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Superman Returns&lt;/span&gt;. Why ah? He's not hot enough meh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3. Brandon Boyd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i202.photobucket.com/albums/aa13/iluv_incubus/Brandon%20Boyd/BrandonCollage.jpg?t=1249225493"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 450px; height: 408px;" src="http://i202.photobucket.com/albums/aa13/iluv_incubus/Brandon%20Boyd/BrandonCollage.jpg?t=1249225493" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frontman of one of my favourite bands, Incubus, Brandon Boyd right here writes some really beautiful lyrics, and has a wooonnnnderful voice that I could just listen to all day, every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if I'm not mistaken, this picture right here is for a Gap ad, it goes something like 'my favourite song is like my favourite jeans', and they show a bunch of celebrities singing their favourite song, saying its like their jeans or summat, and Brandon Boyd right here sings Elvis Costello's 'Allison'. and now whenever I hear the name Allison, that song just pops into my head lol.   &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4. Ryan Reynolds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://chud.com/articles/content_images/5/ryan-reynolds-toned-body.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 361px; height: 400px;" src="http://chud.com/articles/content_images/5/ryan-reynolds-toned-body.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIT. srsly. His body is.. perfect. Some guys are buff but in a really skinny way, some guys are too buff until they look so pudgy and unattractive and possibly gay, but Ryan Reynolds.... phwoar, just phwoar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and also, he's funny! Who doesnt love a funny guy. Seriously. Who doesnt?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5. Christian Bale&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/SnWwJpVEjyI/AAAAAAAAAY0/yliMNGSbIGA/s1600-h/christianbale0108.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 324px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/SnWwJpVEjyI/AAAAAAAAAY0/yliMNGSbIGA/s400/christianbale0108.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365388210841358114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He's a good actor. Really dedicated. Willing to lose weight and buff up for roles and all. He's hot too. But one thing I hate? His batman voice.&lt;br /&gt;"RACHEEEEEEEEELLL" cough. Loser. Have a cough drop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But maaan, is he hotttt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also have to include a special mention, because, really, I feel bad for leaving this one guy out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favourite drummer,  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dominic Howard&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/SnWz6IDpU-I/AAAAAAAAAY8/87bVCoWGKQ4/s1600-h/DSC00489.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/SnWz6IDpU-I/AAAAAAAAAY8/87bVCoWGKQ4/s400/DSC00489.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365392342258373602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thats Muse 2 years ago in KL :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/SnWz6jzAoAI/AAAAAAAAAZM/GwQGdu6knvY/s1600-h/251805816_56b81024e3_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/SnWz6jzAoAI/AAAAAAAAAZM/GwQGdu6knvY/s400/251805816_56b81024e3_o.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365392349704790018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dominic Howard. He will always be my favourite Muse member. Its not like he's THAT good looking either, I mean yeah, he has REALLY nice teeth, he has dimples when he smiles, he has nice hair, but really, what appeals to me the most.. is his charm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That boyish charm he has. ohhhh man. I haven't the chance to experience it first hand (missed it by THIS much), but from what I've heard in interviews and from those who have met him, he's reaaaally charming! Must be all that British blood he has. Roar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay yup, thats it. I'm done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have my undang test tomorrow morning. Yeah, I'm finally learning to drive. LIEK FINALLAAYYY~.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck k. I dont want to fail and do this all over again lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20227005-7662091476741527994?l=the--bee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the--bee.blogspot.com/feeds/7662091476741527994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20227005&amp;postID=7662091476741527994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20227005/posts/default/7662091476741527994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20227005/posts/default/7662091476741527994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the--bee.blogspot.com/2009/08/trouble-is-friend-but-trouble-is-foe-oh.html' title='Trouble is a friend but trouble is a foe, oh, oh.'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11971396000002372190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/SnWlLEOXLmI/AAAAAAAAAYc/VRUhpWg6nfM/s72-c/NathanielGoldbergpic5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20227005.post-3446783805019768568</id><published>2009-08-02T00:58:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T01:54:42.267+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adventures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><title type='text'>To PD and back!</title><content type='html'>Hello! I shall post some pictures from my PD trip 3 weeks ago, LOL. Or was it 2 weeks ago. I really dont remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sooo here's the gist of what we did&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Drove to PD at about erm, 3pm-ish because Kane was late.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Reached there at about 4pm-ish?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lepak at the beach aaaaaaaaaall daaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Flied a kite!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Caught some crabs (and released them back to the sea of course :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Wrote stuff on the sand&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Camwhored. (read: jump shots!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Buried Kane in the sand and gave him a boob job.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Got bitten by many many sand flies. I HATE YOU SAND FLIES. MY LEGS STILL ITCH NOW. FRIGGIN HELL.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ate crab for dinner NOMNOMNOM.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Went to see some lighthouse thingy in the middle of the jungle! Driving up there was scary, because it was pitch black, and its the friggin jungle.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Went back home. Aww.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/SnR3BOByOXI/AAAAAAAAAVc/hWWGJGILw7I/s1600-h/DSC04923.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/SnR3BOByOXI/AAAAAAAAAVc/hWWGJGILw7I/s400/DSC04923.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365043918934260082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Just as we were about to 'set up camp', a huge gust of wind blew and Kane's umbrella... well.. you know! lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/SnR3BkF--tI/AAAAAAAAAVk/pgY1xS36Pws/s1600-h/DSC04927.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/SnR3BkF--tI/AAAAAAAAAVk/pgY1xS36Pws/s400/DSC04927.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365043924857453266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The boys headed out to the water first so Chloe, Jamie and I chilled for a bit by the sand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/SnR3B01uyuI/AAAAAAAAAVs/MXJy7NY1yuY/s1600-h/DSC04935.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/SnR3B01uyuI/AAAAAAAAAVs/MXJy7NY1yuY/s400/DSC04935.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365043929352686306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chloe flying Kane's kite!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/SnR3CbouBdI/AAAAAAAAAV0/COM_QeGX4Yc/s1600-h/DSC04944.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/SnR3CbouBdI/AAAAAAAAAV0/COM_QeGX4Yc/s400/DSC04944.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365043939767092690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our icebox. All the drinks are under the ice lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/SnR3CmUbCVI/AAAAAAAAAV8/wM7sHiXGRwU/s1600-h/DSC04945.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/SnR3CmUbCVI/AAAAAAAAAV8/wM7sHiXGRwU/s400/DSC04945.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365043942634752338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our stuff. Spot my sunblock!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/SnR6BWSbmUI/AAAAAAAAAWE/1FnFRBHypeg/s1600-h/DSC04985.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/SnR6BWSbmUI/AAAAAAAAAWE/1FnFRBHypeg/s400/DSC04985.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365047219686447426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me, Jamie, Ben and Chloe! Kane was behind the camera lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/SnR6B8JXkkI/AAAAAAAAAWM/onufgCme7iM/s1600-h/DSC04984.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/SnR6B8JXkkI/AAAAAAAAAWM/onufgCme7iM/s400/DSC04984.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365047229848982082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have no idea what he's digging haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/SnR6CLHl9JI/AAAAAAAAAWU/4JzDMieQ_CM/s1600-h/DSC04988.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/SnR6CLHl9JI/AAAAAAAAAWU/4JzDMieQ_CM/s400/DSC04988.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365047233868067986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The only nice candid shot of me ever taken in my entire life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/SnR6Cux1OvI/AAAAAAAAAWc/PuALQpkBpts/s1600-h/DSC04991.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/SnR6Cux1OvI/AAAAAAAAAWc/PuALQpkBpts/s400/DSC04991.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365047243440470770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Digging a hole....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/SnR6C47-GkI/AAAAAAAAAWk/ts7XoH2PcX0/s1600-h/DSC05000.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/SnR6C47-GkI/AAAAAAAAAWk/ts7XoH2PcX0/s400/DSC05000.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365047246167349826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;For kane's....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/SnR-miBJHDI/AAAAAAAAAXU/WU9cp5ydTKQ/s1600-h/DSC05011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/SnR-miBJHDI/AAAAAAAAAXU/WU9cp5ydTKQ/s400/DSC05011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365052256536828978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Boob job! lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/SnR72oJGlXI/AAAAAAAAAW0/HngmeiCjfdE/s1600-h/DSC05019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/SnR72oJGlXI/AAAAAAAAAW0/HngmeiCjfdE/s400/DSC05019.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365049234523854194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jamie and I!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/SnR-nOJatII/AAAAAAAAAXc/kFhYtACFEhc/s1600-h/DSC05020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/SnR-nOJatII/AAAAAAAAAXc/kFhYtACFEhc/s400/DSC05020.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365052268382696578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chloe and I!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/SnR73aLMovI/AAAAAAAAAXE/Sr0xHurvBhI/s1600-h/DSC05026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/SnR73aLMovI/AAAAAAAAAXE/Sr0xHurvBhI/s400/DSC05026.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365049247954412274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It says "Debbie is AWESOME". Yeah I was feeling really awesomely full of awesomeness in that awesome moment. /lame&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/SnR-nU3XMsI/AAAAAAAAAXk/kekNne2nWas/s1600-h/DSC05087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/SnR-nU3XMsI/AAAAAAAAAXk/kekNne2nWas/s400/DSC05087.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365052270186017474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Best jump shot out of the rest taken of me. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/SnR-nzlq7wI/AAAAAAAAAXs/KDLPusSDYQI/s1600-h/DSC05088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/SnR-nzlq7wI/AAAAAAAAAXs/KDLPusSDYQI/s400/DSC05088.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365052278433312514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chlomo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/SnR-oGPQ3lI/AAAAAAAAAX0/QLeWtR-gm5U/s1600-h/DSC05109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/SnR-oGPQ3lI/AAAAAAAAAX0/QLeWtR-gm5U/s400/DSC05109.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365052283439603282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My very own emo thoughts-running-through-my-head-as-I-take-a-quiet-walk-down-the-beach shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/SnSAYjTlOtI/AAAAAAAAAX8/JDwC_cmTiu8/s1600-h/DSC05133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/SnSAYjTlOtI/AAAAAAAAAX8/JDwC_cmTiu8/s400/DSC05133.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365054215387691730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Caught a crab!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/SnSAYyQ0LcI/AAAAAAAAAYE/cr8FMQ0QAXk/s1600-h/DSC05157.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/SnSAYyQ0LcI/AAAAAAAAAYE/cr8FMQ0QAXk/s400/DSC05157.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365054219402620354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hello!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/SnSAZVh-5wI/AAAAAAAAAYM/tulmSQhbU30/s1600-h/DSC05158.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/SnSAZVh-5wI/AAAAAAAAAYM/tulmSQhbU30/s400/DSC05158.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365054228869867266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My feet, my face, and chloe's face. lol. we were bored :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/SnSAZrY-jzI/AAAAAAAAAYU/KjkP30Uct_k/s1600-h/DSC05160.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/SnSAZrY-jzI/AAAAAAAAAYU/KjkP30Uct_k/s400/DSC05160.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365054234737676082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;CRAAAB NOMNOMNOMNOM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Okay, thats enough pictures. Sorry for killing your bandwidth. Bye!&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/20227005-3446783805019768568?l=the--bee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the--bee.blogspot.com/feeds/3446783805019768568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20227005&amp;postID=3446783805019768568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20227005/posts/default/3446783805019768568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20227005/posts/default/3446783805019768568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the--bee.blogspot.com/2009/08/to-pd-and-back.html' title='To PD and back!'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11971396000002372190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/SnR3BOByOXI/AAAAAAAAAVc/hWWGJGILw7I/s72-c/DSC04923.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20227005.post-2066326017827009464</id><published>2009-07-29T23:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T00:59:39.271+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><title type='text'>Mainly about the awesomeness that is HP6.</title><content type='html'>Hello! I've seen a few movies so far in my holidays...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Public Enemies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll make this brief. I basically didnt really get what was going on. I mean, yeah, I knew the basic plot line, I just didnt know who died and who is killing who and who is good or bad! They all look the same! They have their trench coats and their suits, their old-school fedora hats, and their swept back hairstyle. I also didnt enjoy the way some scenes were filmed. You know, with shaky camera and such. Feels very home-video. Not my cup of tea la. But the eye candy... phwoar, Bale + Depp extravaganza, who could ask for more? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Harry Potter &amp;amp; The Half Blood Prince (ie HP6)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.pinkielarue.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/07/harry_potter_and_the_half-blood_prince_poster_tom_felton_draco_malfoy_01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 326px; height: 482px;" src="http://www.pinkielarue.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/07/harry_potter_and_the_half-blood_prince_poster_tom_felton_draco_malfoy_01.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This movie ahhh... I've been waiting for it since last year, felt a tiny bit (only, because i didnt feel so hyped up over it back then) emo when I heard it got postponed, and now, I FINALLY GET TO SEE IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TWICE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IN A WEEK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woohooooooo and am I happy or what! I love HP6. I really do. By far the best movie out of the rest. Its pacing was good, acting improved tremendously, especially by Michael Gambon, Tom Felton and Emma Watson (Ms. uncontrollable-eyebrows) who plays Dumbledore, Malfoy and Hermoine respectively. Michael Gambon seems more dumblydore-esque, compared to his past HP movies where he was just.. strict, mean, and un-dumblydore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were lotsa added lovey dovey bits with comedy too. Ron Weasley (Y). Seriously. I LOL-ed quite a bit during this movie haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hated the moments with Ginny and Harry though. It wasnt like the book at all, and it just felt really awkward! I kept cringing. and the movie didnt imply that they were together either, unlike the book. So I guess they're not together? but then where's the fun in that. lol.&lt;br /&gt;And also, that burrow scene, random or not? It was pretty pointless. I mean, yeah, its always a blessing to see Helena Bonham Carter scream "I KILLED SIRIUS BLACK TEEHEEHEEHEE" madly, like she's done in the 5th movie, but really, what was the point of that scene? To show that The Burrow is in fire? Just to give Bellatrix and Fenrir a little more airtime? Quite unnecessary lor, imho. Could've easily included more important scenes in its airtime, like explaining more about horcruxes, showing Dumbledore's funeral, showing the excluded memories from the book, or the most anticipated scene (for me), the battle between the Order of The Phoenix vs Death Eaters in Hogwarts after Dumbledore died.&lt;br /&gt;SRSLY LOR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But thats probably my only complaints about the movie, because really, in all honesty, I enjoyed the movie! They included a lot from the book, which is always good. :) Plenty of Quidditch action this time 'round. I'm surprised they included Aragog's death as well! Despite how they've cut out the other memories, the battle in Hogwarts and Dumbledore's death, I really love the movie :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It made me really happy to watch it... twice. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Land of The Lost!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid show. Will Farrel rocks my socks when it comes to unintelligent comedy. Very mindless and predictable, but still very VERY entertaining! Its the type of movie that appeals to people with a sense of stupid-funny humour. Its not as stupid as Meet The Spartans or Epic Movie, thank God for that, but its like.. Anchorman stupid, or The Producers stupid, which is still pretty damn funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my opinion(s), anyway :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20227005-2066326017827009464?l=the--bee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the--bee.blogspot.com/feeds/2066326017827009464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20227005&amp;postID=2066326017827009464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20227005/posts/default/2066326017827009464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20227005/posts/default/2066326017827009464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the--bee.blogspot.com/2009/07/mainly-about-awesomeness-that-is-hp6.html' title='Mainly about the awesomeness that is HP6.'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11971396000002372190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20227005.post-1327704658978662332</id><published>2009-07-27T22:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T22:54:43.912+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tags'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='little things'/><title type='text'>Little Things That Make Me Happy.</title><content type='html'>Got tagged by both &lt;a href="http://thisdaisy.blogspot.com/"&gt;Julia&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://beautifullynew.wordpress.com/"&gt;Chloe&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The rules:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Link back to the person who tagged you.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;List six little things that make you happy.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tag six bloggers and let them know they’re “it”.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;I'm gonna put some pictures! Because, erm, they make my blog look prettier haha. onward!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(In random order)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Six Little Things That Make Me Happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Music&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/Sm276iuveZI/AAAAAAAAAU0/0fTL7w3FqQ4/s1600-h/guitar_neck2-922x883.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 383px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/Sm276iuveZI/AAAAAAAAAU0/0fTL7w3FqQ4/s400/guitar_neck2-922x883.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363149345697790354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing more romantic than a sweet serenade. Srsly. Any guy who can play the acoustic guitar and sing is.. well, pretty darn attractive :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love songs that make my heart feel all light when I stop to listen to the music and lyrics.&lt;br /&gt;because really, when you stop to listen, and not just hear it, its amazing what music can do to the soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Laughing&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/Sm276E-kvuI/AAAAAAAAAUs/K6RXns__sbE/s1600-h/laughter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 323px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/Sm276E-kvuI/AAAAAAAAAUs/K6RXns__sbE/s400/laughter.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363149337711132386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love laughing. I mean, hey, who doesn't right? I love funny people too. 'Funny' is pretty important to me! Funny people are attractive. Funny laughter is super infectious and I love it! I love it when people make me laugh, and I love it when I make people laugh too. Its a good happy cycle to be in!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Singing&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/Sm276ozgiSI/AAAAAAAAAU8/UmU3yhfNAkA/s1600-h/sing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 273px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/Sm276ozgiSI/AAAAAAAAAU8/UmU3yhfNAkA/s400/sing.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363149347328395554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, not your usual full-on opera/pop-star singing, but just your regular comfortable singing in the shower or car, karaoke among friends where you can take the piss at each other for singing off key and all that! I love itttt! Its a plus also la, if you can sing really well, but really, singing for the fun of it is just awesome :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rain&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No not that korean dude...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/Sm2_BeshWNI/AAAAAAAAAVE/jIKKR8TknfU/s1600-h/puddle.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 345px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/Sm2_BeshWNI/AAAAAAAAAVE/jIKKR8TknfU/s400/puddle.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363152763408701650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really, I love it when it rains in sunny (and now, hazy, bah) PJ. I used to play in the rain as a kid and I loved it! Reading, sleeping, chilling when its raining outside is so much more cozier, kissing and playing in the rain is also so much more fun and romantic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sleeping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/Sm2_B1FNQOI/AAAAAAAAAVU/mMVCpTwxCRs/s1600-h/sleep.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/Sm2_B1FNQOI/AAAAAAAAAVU/mMVCpTwxCRs/s400/sleep.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363152769417822434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. Because I'm a pig like that. I'm really anal about my sleep haha. I get super calculative when it comes to how many hours I spend sleeping... probably because I've spent almost my entire morning-session-school-life sleep deprived. Which resulted in my moody behaviour. lolol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Getting new things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/Sm2_BxXD5sI/AAAAAAAAAVM/NK1X7e-In7g/s1600-h/Shopping20Logo20TSS.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 373px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/Sm2_BxXD5sI/AAAAAAAAAVM/NK1X7e-In7g/s400/Shopping20Logo20TSS.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363152768418965186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. That probably makes every girl happy haha. I love getting new things!! It doesnt have to be clothes, even virtual things like a new blog, new layout, new account on twitter, new this, new that, makes me excited haha :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dezzall. I dont tag anyone because practically everyone has been tagged already. But if you want to do it, then go ahead! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20227005-1327704658978662332?l=the--bee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the--bee.blogspot.com/feeds/1327704658978662332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20227005&amp;postID=1327704658978662332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20227005/posts/default/1327704658978662332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20227005/posts/default/1327704658978662332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the--bee.blogspot.com/2009/07/little-things-that-make-me-happy.html' title='Little Things That Make Me Happy.'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11971396000002372190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/Sm276iuveZI/AAAAAAAAAU0/0fTL7w3FqQ4/s72-c/guitar_neck2-922x883.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20227005.post-7095517087933428477</id><published>2009-07-26T00:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T01:03:40.703+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dailies'/><title type='text'>Point-form updates.</title><content type='html'>Hello! Quick update as I haven't the time! I should be sleeping right now roar.&lt;br /&gt;Sooo what have I been doing lately?&lt;br /&gt;I'll put it in point form ehheh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Watched Public Enemies, HP6 twice and Land Of The Lost. Will blog about opinions on said movies sooon! Especially HP6. Ehheh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Been working a lot with my sister on AOF. Tiring stuff!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- yamcha-ing a lot with buddies! Chloe is leaving to the US of A soon (read: 2 weeks GASP). gotta spend more time with her! T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I finished reading Stardust by Neil Gaiman (in a week, which is fast for a slow-reader like me!)! Finally took a break from my HP reading spree. Am gonna finish book 7 now and BE DOONNEEEE. THEN I can read my other books! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Went for a really random adventure to Putrajaya on Tuesday night with teh rajjiepal! Then we retreated to some random playground by his housing area, full of mosquitoes, drank some Hoegarden, and played on the see-saw harhar. Will blog about it more someday. twas fun! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Went for youth today, after what feels like 2 months of not going. Today was Muka Tembok Besi day, and everyone had to wear their school uniforms! I didnt get the message. So I wore the clothes I wore to today's Pick&amp;amp;Grab bazaar. Our punishment was to do ketuk-ketampi. lolz. memoriiiies~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Went to the cc again tonight with Cheryl, Luther and Victor, for first time since 2007. Just like the old days eh! :D Played some good old CS and L4D. I am a horrible FPS gamer. Not to mention the loudest. I'm such a girl. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Will be heading for my driving undang khusus thingy tomorrow morning. The instructor dude is going to pick me up at 8am in the morning, and its almost 1am now and I'm here, blogging. Helllooooo eyebags!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I finally have pictures of our PD trip from Chloe and I am also almost done with the 6-things-you-love tag thingy. Will post it up soon! really wan! I just haven't the time! T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yalor, I should be sleeping now. Ciaozers peeps. May the force be with you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20227005-7095517087933428477?l=the--bee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the--bee.blogspot.com/feeds/7095517087933428477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20227005&amp;postID=7095517087933428477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20227005/posts/default/7095517087933428477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20227005/posts/default/7095517087933428477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the--bee.blogspot.com/2009/07/point-form-updates.html' title='Point-form updates.'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11971396000002372190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20227005.post-5501340231085914312</id><published>2009-07-15T21:31:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T18:03:52.481+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dailies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='occasions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><title type='text'>All around the woooorld.</title><content type='html'>Hello! I've been having mini-holidays in the past week :D I wanted to blog about Genting last week, but I'm so lazy. So how?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll just post pictures with little captions la :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Eugene got a free Park Suite @ Awana so from last Wed-Fri (8-10 July), Eugene, Angie, Jon, Fuxuan and Chun Hoe went to Genting! I tagged along on Thursday for one night only ehheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/SmGUu_FzAEI/AAAAAAAAASc/mxesbaexsco/s1600-h/6129_103131829149_544239149_2202027_4961157_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/SmGUu_FzAEI/AAAAAAAAASc/mxesbaexsco/s400/6129_103131829149_544239149_2202027_4961157_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359728566478241858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On the bus we met this... retard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/SmGUvBNeVRI/AAAAAAAAASk/aN8nS6Oo7EA/s1600-h/6129_103131899149_544239149_2202035_5443650_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/SmGUvBNeVRI/AAAAAAAAASk/aN8nS6Oo7EA/s400/6129_103131899149_544239149_2202035_5443650_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359728567047312658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Angie and I in the cable car! I was so scared. Srsly. I'm DEAD scared of heights T_T my palms get all sweaty and my stomach feels that 'exam stress' feeling hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So at the theme park, we rode on the Pirate Ship, Corkscrew and Solero Shots twice. Oh man, I cant believe I rode Solero Shots twice. That ride is like.. the friggin bane of my existence, because its just SO FRIGGIN SCARY, and I sat on it twice. I'm so proud of myself hahahahhaa.&lt;br /&gt;The first time wasnt to bad lor! But the second time sitting on it.... omg. naseous much. And we sat on that swirly swinging thing after that which made us all feel reaaaaally sick haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More retarded pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/SmGUvuauoAI/AAAAAAAAASs/II-Rj_X9lUI/s1600-h/6129_103131994149_544239149_2202049_1162874_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/SmGUvuauoAI/AAAAAAAAASs/II-Rj_X9lUI/s400/6129_103131994149_544239149_2202049_1162874_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359728579182501890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/SmGUw-hoHgI/AAAAAAAAAS8/IUNF5EjU-Ks/s1600-h/5656_99849033659_735398659_2118651_7733358_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/SmGUw-hoHgI/AAAAAAAAAS8/IUNF5EjU-Ks/s400/5656_99849033659_735398659_2118651_7733358_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359728600686272002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/SmGUwIH0gwI/AAAAAAAAAS0/ESZ22jR2s5M/s1600-h/5656_99848993659_735398659_2118644_1508353_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/SmGUwIH0gwI/AAAAAAAAAS0/ESZ22jR2s5M/s400/5656_99848993659_735398659_2118644_1508353_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359728586082517762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/SmGXeo18uwI/AAAAAAAAATE/trdNb36nHso/s1600-h/5656_99849088659_735398659_2118661_3360270_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/SmGXeo18uwI/AAAAAAAAATE/trdNb36nHso/s400/5656_99849088659_735398659_2118661_3360270_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359731584163166978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Poke-her-face. My Most Elligible Bachelorete video pt 2 lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/SmGXe1H9kDI/AAAAAAAAATM/YVgzRbIRMk4/s1600-h/6129_103132014149_544239149_2202053_816395_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/SmGXe1H9kDI/AAAAAAAAATM/YVgzRbIRMk4/s400/6129_103132014149_544239149_2202053_816395_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359731587459944498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;SO MISTY CAN? It was suuuuper cold. Brrrr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/SmGXfC-3IUI/AAAAAAAAATU/Zjh8Vyz1Eq4/s1600-h/5656_99849118659_735398659_2118666_742991_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/SmGXfC-3IUI/AAAAAAAAATU/Zjh8Vyz1Eq4/s400/5656_99849118659_735398659_2118666_742991_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359731591179870530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Enery level 10% by dinner time. I'm quoting Fux on this lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/SmGXfRW13vI/AAAAAAAAATc/sSAbM7ZiyCg/s1600-h/5656_99849133659_735398659_2118668_5867360_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/SmGXfRW13vI/AAAAAAAAATc/sSAbM7ZiyCg/s400/5656_99849133659_735398659_2118668_5867360_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359731595038547698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;While waiting for the Satay man to finish cooking our Satay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/SmGXflyAQGI/AAAAAAAAATk/0ToeD4q7QCM/s1600-h/5656_99849193659_735398659_2118678_4035588_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/SmGXflyAQGI/AAAAAAAAATk/0ToeD4q7QCM/s400/5656_99849193659_735398659_2118678_4035588_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359731600521183330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Checking out to go home. aww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/SmGYmAg-FuI/AAAAAAAAATs/kSCVroYAUxw/s1600-h/6129_103132234149_544239149_2202083_4881160_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/SmGYmAg-FuI/AAAAAAAAATs/kSCVroYAUxw/s400/6129_103132234149_544239149_2202083_4881160_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359732810288338658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Stare cock ah. This is Fu Xuan. He took most of the pictures so he isnt in many pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And yesterday! A few church friends of mine and I headed over to Port Dickson for a one day trip!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont have any pictures yet from Chloe or Jamie so booo. I'll blog about it another time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But besides having random trips to Genting/PD, a few of my friends have left Malaysia to study as well! :( Like Shin Lin and Jebat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Saturday Jebat had his farewell bbq party @ Menara Bangsar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, I'll just show some pictures. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/SmGcXpj5wkI/AAAAAAAAAT8/vmncR2hkcK8/s1600-h/6615_115889451224_538726224_2275102_3365759_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/SmGcXpj5wkI/AAAAAAAAAT8/vmncR2hkcK8/s400/6615_115889451224_538726224_2275102_3365759_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359736961654964802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Brian setting up the fire! Brian, Tash, Jebat, James and I were the first few there. Because we're punctual like that :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/SmGcXVVqzMI/AAAAAAAAAT0/7TuxzbSd93U/s1600-h/6615_115889511224_538726224_2275113_829059_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/SmGcXVVqzMI/AAAAAAAAAT0/7TuxzbSd93U/s400/6615_115889511224_538726224_2275113_829059_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359736956226555074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Fanning the faiya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/SmGcYCaDLCI/AAAAAAAAAUM/H3ogbaOYsPc/s1600-h/6615_115889861224_538726224_2275180_1473387_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/SmGcYCaDLCI/AAAAAAAAAUM/H3ogbaOYsPc/s400/6615_115889861224_538726224_2275180_1473387_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359736968324525090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sober Jebat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/SmGcX1HHquI/AAAAAAAAAUE/DbscbyFlTlE/s1600-h/5333_1200721178681_1248097916_30587119_265270_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/SmGcX1HHquI/AAAAAAAAAUE/DbscbyFlTlE/s400/5333_1200721178681_1248097916_30587119_265270_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359736964755466978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/SmGcYJDyKTI/AAAAAAAAAUU/8PnsLrQP68I/s1600-h/5333_1200721258683_1248097916_30587121_3072341_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/SmGcYJDyKTI/AAAAAAAAAUU/8PnsLrQP68I/s400/5333_1200721258683_1248097916_30587121_3072341_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359736970110183730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Not-very-sober Jebat LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/SmGc82S4LuI/AAAAAAAAAUc/wXhYV77bQcQ/s1600-h/5333_1200720138655_1248097916_30587093_6040692_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/SmGc82S4LuI/AAAAAAAAAUc/wXhYV77bQcQ/s400/5333_1200720138655_1248097916_30587093_6040692_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359737600728379106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/SmGc9ElFEdI/AAAAAAAAAUk/PAP_XD5rcf4/s1600-h/6615_115889976224_538726224_2275201_6336507_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/SmGc9ElFEdI/AAAAAAAAAUk/PAP_XD5rcf4/s400/6615_115889976224_538726224_2275201_6336507_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359737604562817490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Group pictuuuure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More pics can be found on FB ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok la ciao.&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/20227005-5501340231085914312?l=the--bee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the--bee.blogspot.com/feeds/5501340231085914312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20227005&amp;postID=5501340231085914312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20227005/posts/default/5501340231085914312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20227005/posts/default/5501340231085914312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the--bee.blogspot.com/2009/07/all-around-woooorld.html' title='All around the woooorld.'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11971396000002372190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/SmGUu_FzAEI/AAAAAAAAASc/mxesbaexsco/s72-c/6129_103131829149_544239149_2202027_4961157_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20227005.post-5195180389544887847</id><published>2009-07-13T18:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T18:58:52.396+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dailies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adventures'/><title type='text'>To Semenyih and Back.</title><content type='html'>Hello! I had lunch at Negeri Sembilan today. LOL. Super random right hahahha.&lt;br /&gt;Well, not really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, I went on a GRAND* tour to the &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;University of Nottingham the Malaysian Campus&lt;/span&gt; today! (aka UNMC) All kudos, thanks and props to &lt;a href="http://www.itsdotblogspotdotcom.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jote and Sarah&lt;/a&gt; for being suuuper nice and kind enough to let me tag along with them and show me around the campus while they collected their results :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jon initially picked me up at about 11.45am and we drove to Sarah's place so that she can drive us in her car to UNMC.&lt;br /&gt;They both showed me around the area, and the blocks are arranged in like a huge loop so we basically walked a huge round around the area starting at the student erm... block. or what we call the Nottingham version of a DSA haha.&lt;br /&gt;We walked from one block to the next and while we were at the Business and Chemical Engineering blocks, Jon and Sarah collected their results respectively!&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to the administration building last, and I spoke to a lady for quite a long time about PTPTN loans, applying to Nottingham and whatnot. She was reaaaaaally helpful :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we headed to a small town called Broga for lunch at some pan mee place.&lt;br /&gt;and it turns out that... we drove right past the border between Negeri Sembilan and Selangor on the way to Broga! fyi Broga was like a 5-10 minute drive from UNMC, so yeah, it wasnt very far.&lt;br /&gt;and technically, yeah, we had lunch at Negeri Sembilan lol!&lt;br /&gt;I love random technicalities like this :D makes my life sound like as if its damn interesting and super spontaneous, like, whoa, I had lunch at negeri sembilan dude, where's dinner? singapore?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay sorry I'm talking crap lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch we headed back to UNMC to check out the sports facilities, and dude, they're damn fascilitated wei. But then again, I'm comparing this to the last education-providing place I was in, which was HELP, and they're not very well fascilitated at all. I dunno about other university campuses la, I havent been looking around, but UNMC seems pretty well equipped!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We checked out the accomodation after that. It all seems pretty daunting to me... having to stay on/off campus away from mom&amp;amp;dad and comfort and civilization and 1utama and movies and tv shows and friends. Its quite scary, but at the same time, quite exciting also la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've gained some major "life-momentum" after this trip. These days I've always been feeling lazy to 'do life'. I havent called up my driving instructor yet, I havent applied for a job, visited universities, etcetc. But now I feel super pumped yo! I cant get sucked into this hole of bumming and lazing around. MUST. BE. PRODUCTIVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must take baby steps first. The first step to actually doing 'life' is to learn to friggin drive, which is what I'm going to do!! soon. I hope I dont lose the momentum. srsly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno why I feel so pumped to do life now! Must be all that fresh jungle air from Semenyih, lolol olo olo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again, many many thanks to Sarah and Jon for today!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off to dinner now, ciaozaz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*added for dramatic effect :p&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/20227005-5195180389544887847?l=the--bee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the--bee.blogspot.com/feeds/5195180389544887847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20227005&amp;postID=5195180389544887847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20227005/posts/default/5195180389544887847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20227005/posts/default/5195180389544887847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the--bee.blogspot.com/2009/07/to-semenyih-and-back.html' title='To Semenyih and Back.'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11971396000002372190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20227005.post-6287355682346167010</id><published>2009-07-09T00:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T01:38:56.393+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dailies'/><title type='text'>Update!</title><content type='html'>Hello! Its been awhile since I last blogged eh? I gave Julia the once in a lifetime opportunity (chehwah lol) to update my blog for me when we were all chilling at her place the other day haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be honest I've been friggin lazy to do any kind of blogging, whether on twitter or on blogger. Why? Busy la. Plus I dont know why, but I dont have the 'mojo' to blog about the stuff I've been doing lately. Its nothing much la. Just been going out, and just chilling. Enjoying my holidays. I feel like such a hippie now haha. Peace and love man... peace and love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've seen like 2 movies so far, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;17 Again&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Ice Age 3&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2fdwksuATNA/SbVgt7EfEtI/AAAAAAAAADM/ZdWmLWrguIk/s400/Ice-Age-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 290px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2fdwksuATNA/SbVgt7EfEtI/AAAAAAAAADM/ZdWmLWrguIk/s400/Ice-Age-3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://blogs.dailytarheel.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/04/17-again1-202x300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 202px; height: 300px;" src="http://blogs.dailytarheel.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/04/17-again1-202x300.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ice Age 3 was alright. It was suuuuuper cute, but the humour was pretty weak. Its more suitable for kids I guess!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17 Again was pretty good :) Loads of eye candy going on there for both males and females! Humour was pretty good haha, I found myself lol-ing quite a fair bit! :D Storyline was good, with some really inappropriate stuff going on, but thats all for the humour la. All in all, I enjoyed it very much! Its my first time seeing Zac Efron actually acting instead of singing and dancing, and he's good la. His acting improved quite a bit since HSM lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides the movies, the ADP people (aka chloe and julia) finished their one-day exams! So Victor, Chloe and I hung out on Monday night at Julia's place, which explains the random bunny post haha. We watched &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Peneloppeeeeee&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was my second time watching this movie, the first time being last year and I actually blogged about it! &lt;a href="http://ong-debbie.xanga.com/674507852/movie-reviews-may-contain-some-minor-spoilers-/"&gt;Click&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After my second time watching it, I. Still. Love. It. Omg, seriously, I might love it even more la. I never noticed how PRETTY everything was in the movie!!! The set was so whimsical, and it was filmed is nice warm happy colours that makes me smile :) and yeah, James McAvoy. is. so. sexy. Especially when they made out right at the end of the movie.... ohhhh man, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;gentle man-handling&lt;/span&gt;. ahahahaha! ok inside joke soz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But err, yeah, I still love it, maybe even more. Penelope might be my second favourite movie behind Moulin Rouge, tied with The Notebook or A Walk To Remember. Yeah I'm a sucker for romantic movies. Sorry lar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then yesterday, Cheryl, Vic and I headed to Jul's place to watch... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Grease!&lt;/span&gt;!! LOL. Super old school. It was my first time watching it too. Its like, a dirtier version of HSM. It was so cute la. A total Oldie-but-Goodie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I've ranted to much about movies. I'm off to bed. Or at least, to try and sleep anyway. I've been sleeping at 4am lately. 5am last night after watching MJ's memorial :( *wipes tear*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'night, world!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20227005-6287355682346167010?l=the--bee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the--bee.blogspot.com/feeds/6287355682346167010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20227005&amp;postID=6287355682346167010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20227005/posts/default/6287355682346167010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20227005/posts/default/6287355682346167010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the--bee.blogspot.com/2009/07/update.html' title='Update!'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11971396000002372190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2fdwksuATNA/SbVgt7EfEtI/AAAAAAAAADM/ZdWmLWrguIk/s72-c/Ice-Age-3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20227005.post-1522963703789291535</id><published>2009-07-07T01:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T01:12:51.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>guest blogger</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/SlIut4nMT_I/AAAAAAAAASU/2Tgfcb4aGSg/s1600-h/9SoymbnuQoaqkvmjZymH6Vj6o1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/SlIut4nMT_I/AAAAAAAAASU/2Tgfcb4aGSg/s400/9SoymbnuQoaqkvmjZymH6Vj6o1_400.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355394272722702322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello!&lt;br /&gt;You have reached Debbie's residence. I'm sorry I cannot come to the blog right now, I'm busy making delicious sandwiches for everyyy budddyyyy! :))) Oknoimnot. But I have a very nice friend named Julia. And she loves bunnies. Um, that is all. Leave a message! *beep*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-style: italic; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;um. this could be julia. probably julia. most definitely julia. xx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20227005-1522963703789291535?l=the--bee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the--bee.blogspot.com/feeds/1522963703789291535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20227005&amp;postID=1522963703789291535' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20227005/posts/default/1522963703789291535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20227005/posts/default/1522963703789291535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the--bee.blogspot.com/2009/07/guest-blogger.html' title='guest blogger'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11971396000002372190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/SlIut4nMT_I/AAAAAAAAASU/2Tgfcb4aGSg/s72-c/9SoymbnuQoaqkvmjZymH6Vj6o1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20227005.post-5816261711947490622</id><published>2009-07-01T23:45:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T01:11:22.095+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dailies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='events'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='occasions'/><title type='text'>"A Red Carpet Affair"</title><content type='html'>was the theme for Help's A-Levels Senior Ball 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll just make things brief for you all ok? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entertainment? Fantastic. (gonna be in point form because I'm in the mood to do things in point form haha)&lt;br /&gt;- The prom comittee hired an Indian comedian dude that was suuuper funny,&lt;br /&gt;- The band had a rockin female vocalist whom I might have a tiny girl-crush on because she sang one of my favourite sexy Jason Mraz songs called &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Butterfly&lt;/span&gt;, and &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Steady As She Goes&lt;/span&gt; by The Racounters (she did the Corinne Bailey Rae version methinks). I was in awe. haha.&lt;br /&gt;- They also hired this malay group of dancers with drums and they were playing stomp-like music which was pretty great yeah.&lt;br /&gt;- The emcees were radio DJs from er, I forgot, mix fm and somewhere else i think ahhahaha, these radio DJs always rotate from radio station to radio station its hard to keep up! Anyway, they were alright :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Food? Pretty bad. I could hardly eat anything anyway due to my gastric stomach eating itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dance floor? It was alright. It wasnt packed because all the young-ins (everyone, really) were itching to dance on MOS's vibrating dance floors and drinking the night away, but my classmates and I danced to Jai Ho and Eu Jinn was teaching us some moves which was pretty hilarious haha :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who won... Most Elligible Bachelor? Brian Lim&lt;br /&gt;Most Elligible Bachelorette? Sharlene Boey (not me :( my picture not sexy enough meh lol)&lt;br /&gt;Cutest Couple? Dexter &amp;amp; Germaine! :D I voted for them haha.&lt;br /&gt;Best Lecturer? Sam Loke/Lock. I was hoping Mr Lim would win but even he didnt turn up.&lt;br /&gt;Prom King? Eugene Chua. My date. chehwah hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Prom Queen? Angieeee! Second time in a row since high school. fuyow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I shall post pics now :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/SkuRC5hb_2I/AAAAAAAAAP8/jx4D_J4Gl2I/s1600-h/4842_97801891750_657816750_2501741_1757491_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/SkuRC5hb_2I/AAAAAAAAAP8/jx4D_J4Gl2I/s400/4842_97801891750_657816750_2501741_1757491_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353532061046800226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nominations for Most Eligible Bachelor(ette) :D Spot me! aha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/SkuR84pC2yI/AAAAAAAAAR0/sWWv8dpWQ3o/s1600-h/AlevelsBall+-+01.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/SkuR84pC2yI/AAAAAAAAAR0/sWWv8dpWQ3o/s400/AlevelsBall+-+01.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353533057242684194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A few of my classmates, Arif, Fei Ni, Jo Eve, Su-Wen and Debbie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/SkuRDqCVAwI/AAAAAAAAAQU/dNpWEQrDq40/s1600-h/5076_93434914869_598329869_1891161_6451827_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/SkuRDqCVAwI/AAAAAAAAAQU/dNpWEQrDq40/s400/5076_93434914869_598329869_1891161_6451827_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353532074069656322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu Jinn, Debbie, Karmen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/SkuR9WsH_XI/AAAAAAAAASE/NTyyqVvSSys/s1600-h/AlevelsBall+-+03jpg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/SkuR9WsH_XI/AAAAAAAAASE/NTyyqVvSSys/s400/AlevelsBall+-+03jpg.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353533065308667250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Eugene and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/SkuRDGCQqCI/AAAAAAAAAQE/s7xw5tF2BlM/s1600-h/4866_92183801658_703541658_2122113_5916088_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/SkuRDGCQqCI/AAAAAAAAAQE/s7xw5tF2BlM/s400/4866_92183801658_703541658_2122113_5916088_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353532064405694498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Karmen, Me, Su Wen, Anne and Belle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/SkuRfwXM_HI/AAAAAAAAARM/cJuHJjQjVVw/s1600-h/5159_92531491658_703541658_2129211_5448462_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/SkuRfwXM_HI/AAAAAAAAARM/cJuHJjQjVVw/s400/5159_92531491658_703541658_2129211_5448462_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353532556804160626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pia, Me, Germaine, Michelle and Belle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/SkuRgvFLLTI/AAAAAAAAARs/C3qagCOPLU0/s1600-h/5880_1194584985280_1248097916_30562887_6582234_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/SkuRgvFLLTI/AAAAAAAAARs/C3qagCOPLU0/s400/5880_1194584985280_1248097916_30562887_6582234_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353532573639978290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;TASH TASH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/SkuR9skdhEI/AAAAAAAAASM/QXqrXmeiqeo/s1600-h/AlevelsBall+-+04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/SkuR9skdhEI/AAAAAAAAASM/QXqrXmeiqeo/s400/AlevelsBall+-+04.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353533071182103618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tasha, Me, Pik Yen and Debra&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/SkuR9OxKMzI/AAAAAAAAAR8/voSiGDkn4nY/s1600-h/AlevelsBall+-+02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/SkuR9OxKMzI/AAAAAAAAAR8/voSiGDkn4nY/s400/AlevelsBall+-+02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353533063182299954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Most of our class!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/SkuRgB81NdI/AAAAAAAAARU/NrZBUqtmj0Q/s1600-h/5187_115635161680_618236680_2585351_6187595_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/SkuRgB81NdI/AAAAAAAAARU/NrZBUqtmj0Q/s400/5187_115635161680_618236680_2585351_6187595_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353532561525388754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tash, Me, Pik Yen, Debra, Karmen and Li Wei&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/SkuRDpHsjMI/AAAAAAAAAQc/nJ8XnGF4fa8/s1600-h/5100_100828656652_555756652_2499122_6155769_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/SkuRDpHsjMI/AAAAAAAAAQc/nJ8XnGF4fa8/s400/5100_100828656652_555756652_2499122_6155769_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353532073823734978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Karmen, Su Wen and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/SkuRDQOseaI/AAAAAAAAAQM/WdHaeedmp8M/s1600-h/5076_93413399869_598329869_1890897_3831188_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/SkuRDQOseaI/AAAAAAAAAQM/WdHaeedmp8M/s400/5076_93413399869_598329869_1890897_3831188_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353532067142203810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Eu Jiiiinnnnnn!!! He lost so much weight over a few weeks. I'm so proud of him. He's like a gym addict now haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/SkuRgXo-vjI/AAAAAAAAARc/oloQIJ5qOXo/s1600-h/5187_115636721680_618236680_2585387_5233415_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/SkuRgXo-vjI/AAAAAAAAARc/oloQIJ5qOXo/s400/5187_115636721680_618236680_2585387_5233415_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353532567347707442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The ball/prom wouldn't be complete without camwhoring in the girls' room!&lt;br /&gt;Pik Yen and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/SkuRgrnvKeI/AAAAAAAAARk/SH34WCPxuL0/s1600-h/5187_115636731680_618236680_2585388_5400406_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/SkuRgrnvKeI/AAAAAAAAARk/SH34WCPxuL0/s400/5187_115636731680_618236680_2585388_5400406_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353532572711201250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Debra and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/SkuRV0SnkzI/AAAAAAAAAQk/0iwgu4vckis/s1600-h/5138_97105769149_544239149_2102251_8364375_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/SkuRV0SnkzI/AAAAAAAAAQk/0iwgu4vckis/s400/5138_97105769149_544239149_2102251_8364375_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353532386059981618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Angie and I before she got crowned!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/SkuRW7Ck53I/AAAAAAAAARE/q9xV2scfgy8/s1600-h/5138_97106174149_544239149_2102324_6754603_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/SkuRW7Ck53I/AAAAAAAAARE/q9xV2scfgy8/s400/5138_97106174149_544239149_2102324_6754603_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353532405051615090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Angie and I in the girls' room while we were gonna change for the after partayyyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/SkuRWvdVqFI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/cafZR6uuHEo/s1600-h/5138_97106159149_544239149_2102321_7011700_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/SkuRWvdVqFI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/cafZR6uuHEo/s400/5138_97106159149_544239149_2102321_7011700_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353532401942636626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me trying to mimic my face. I failed. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/SkuRWcqkgLI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/UNBOe_SPVfY/s1600-h/5138_97106149149_544239149_2102319_1925674_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/SkuRWcqkgLI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/UNBOe_SPVfY/s400/5138_97106149149_544239149_2102319_1925674_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353532396897861810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Angie, Me, Hui Juin and Sen Yi my fellow physics buddy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/SkuRWYQwUGI/AAAAAAAAAQs/s5FXCkn349w/s1600-h/5138_97106104149_544239149_2102312_5125718_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/SkuRWYQwUGI/AAAAAAAAAQs/s5FXCkn349w/s400/5138_97106104149_544239149_2102312_5125718_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353532395715842146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Angie and I after she got crowned!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just when I was thinking my blog didnt have enough pictures of me... I post shitloads. hahaha. I bet you're all sick of my face now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway! The afterparty was at MOS! My second time there. I know, quite n00b right compared to you crazy kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hung out at The Deq a bit before heading for the dance floor with Angie, Eugene, Edward and co. We danced the night away hahaa. I kinda lost myself a bit in the music, especially when they played a bit of my kind of music, aka, rock. They added snippets of Blink 182, Queen, etcetc, and I er.. you could say, let my inhibitions go. hahaha. Without the influence of alcohol summore, which says a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didnt take pics at MOS because I dont own a ruddy camera! it sucks! Do you have any idea how susah it was to track down all these photos? Why do you think it took me a week to blog about this huh? huh? Thank God for Facebook hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywaaaay. After dancing, Eugene and I headed to the 7-11 for some lok-lok! nom. we were joined shortly by Angie and co, and then we headed to Angie's place afterwards to chill for a bit. And then I went home. Theeee ennndddd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didnt stay over this year. Didnt really feel like it haha. Plus, I think if I stayed over, I might've caught swine flu or something. Yeah, there was an outbreak of it at prom. Quite a handful of people have been diagnosed. Get well soon people!!! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm actually a bit scared. Some people from my table have swine flu now. yet I've still been going out like nothing's happening to the world lol. I better take more vitamin C *drinks orange juice*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway! Yeah. that was the ball from my point of view. Kudos to the new a levels student council for pulling it off pretty well imho :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20227005-5816261711947490622?l=the--bee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the--bee.blogspot.com/feeds/5816261711947490622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20227005&amp;postID=5816261711947490622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20227005/posts/default/5816261711947490622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20227005/posts/default/5816261711947490622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the--bee.blogspot.com/2009/07/red-carpet-affair.html' title='&quot;A Red Carpet Affair&quot;'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11971396000002372190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/SkuRC5hb_2I/AAAAAAAAAP8/jx4D_J4Gl2I/s72-c/4842_97801891750_657816750_2501741_1757491_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20227005.post-8800559015642783893</id><published>2009-06-29T01:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T01:57:39.768+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dailies'/><title type='text'>Quick update!</title><content type='html'>I promise you, I will blog about the A-Levels Senior Ball and Transformers 2 and whatnots soon!!! I've just been a bit busy, going out a lot. ehheh :D I need to find a job soon. relatively soon, anyway. harhar. Maybe I should learn to drive first. Hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yeah, I'm still alive, I will be complaining about my teeth soon since I'm gonna tighten my braces tomorrow, and I cant believe I finished my A-Levels and I STILL have friggin braces lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'll just discuss Transformers 2 now. Its less tedious to blog about compared to the ball :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MDKNqAG05D8/Si3wznhnzXI/AAAAAAAAAKA/__LEw2tSnaM/s400/Transformers+2+Gorgeous+Poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 271px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MDKNqAG05D8/Si3wznhnzXI/AAAAAAAAAKA/__LEw2tSnaM/s400/Transformers+2+Gorgeous+Poster.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Watched it with Cheryl, Christine, Victor, Kane, Luther, Ethan and Siew Cheng! yeah, haven't seen Ethan and Siew Cheng in ages. They're still together haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the movie was quite epic fail for me. I mean, overall, it was alright, its just the ending that killed it for me. It was too quick, too rushed, too abrupt. I mean, dude, Michael Bay decides to equip Optimus with new gear, at least prolong the battle between Optimus and The Fallen so that we can see him put it to good use! Everything happened so quick I couldn't help but think "huh? thats it?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its basically just an all-action-with-comedic-relief movie, with a hint of romance that was acted pretty poorly (in my humble opinion anyway) by teh Fox and Shia Lebouf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought the robot-bleeding and metal balls were pretty unnecessary though. They're robots! They're not supposed to have reproductive systems nor are they supposed to have blood. groar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still, its a must-watch. hahahaha. just be prepared to be quite disappointed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-----------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;State of Play on the other hand, which is like the complete opposite of Transformers, was quite good. It had a fairly simple plotline with its own twists and turns, with quality acting from an all-star cast and not so much mindless action haha. But then again, its a talky drama movie, and I usually dont really enjoy talky drama movies because its a part of my bimbo short-attention-span gene, but this one will do lah :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f0gL22kRMKs/SZXWZ8LX2HI/AAAAAAAABKw/DpOc2pvEm4I/s400/State+of+Play+Movie+poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 270px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f0gL22kRMKs/SZXWZ8LX2HI/AAAAAAAABKw/DpOc2pvEm4I/s400/State+of+Play+Movie+poster.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay la ciao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20227005-8800559015642783893?l=the--bee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the--bee.blogspot.com/feeds/8800559015642783893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20227005&amp;postID=8800559015642783893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20227005/posts/default/8800559015642783893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20227005/posts/default/8800559015642783893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the--bee.blogspot.com/2009/06/quick-update.html' title='Quick update!'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11971396000002372190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MDKNqAG05D8/Si3wznhnzXI/AAAAAAAAAKA/__LEw2tSnaM/s72-c/Transformers+2+Gorgeous+Poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20227005.post-731182631433888945</id><published>2009-06-22T00:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T18:09:23.169+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dailies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='oh ffs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><title type='text'>Bye for 3 days!</title><content type='html'>Hello!! I just came online to say that I will be at Kuantan/Cherating in the next 3 days! Please pray for me safe journey and all that :) It better be fun! I'm hoping it is, anyway. I'm missing so many things back here in KL, its not funny anymore. Seriously man, seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now here's a pretty picture of Cherating beach. Eh heh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.cuti.com.my/Sub/Pahang/cherating.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 388px; height: 290px;" src="http://www.cuti.com.my/Sub/Pahang/cherating.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care now! ciaoz :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EPIC fail la. I'm not at Kuantan with the rest of my class because I had a mild gastritis this morning. knnccb friggin hell I'm so annoyed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANNA GO TO THE BEAAAAACH T______T&lt;br /&gt;I want to listen to the waves while lying under the sun (with shitloads of sunblock kthx) while listening to the King of Chill that is Jason Mraz.&lt;br /&gt;I want to sit under a palm tree and read a book. I want to camwhore with my college classmates whom I might not be seeing again after this.&lt;br /&gt;I want to *quote tasha* "partay partay!". But Vodka kinda sucks, sorry Hock Soon if you're reading this :( I cant believe you brought a bottle of Absolut. I still dont believe it haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UGHAHRGHAH;LKDFJALSKS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, on the bright side, I might be able to watch Transformers twice and I have more time to get ready for prom now yeay. and I'll be home for Chloe's birthday! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still feeling a bit weak from my gastritis. I hate it when this happens. and it happens quite often especially during exam time. i hate it, hate it hate it ughhh. Hopefully I'll feel better by tomorrow T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant believe I'm not in Kuantan. &lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Fuckity fuck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20227005-731182631433888945?l=the--bee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the--bee.blogspot.com/feeds/731182631433888945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20227005&amp;postID=731182631433888945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20227005/posts/default/731182631433888945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20227005/posts/default/731182631433888945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the--bee.blogspot.com/2009/06/bye-for-3-days.html' title='Bye for 3 days!'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11971396000002372190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20227005.post-6123895930277970430</id><published>2009-06-21T13:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T13:33:58.198+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lets get lyrical'/><title type='text'>Oil &amp; Water, Diamonds &amp; Coal.</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;You and I are like oil and water&lt;br /&gt;And we've been trying, trying trying&lt;br /&gt;Ohhhh, to mix it up.&lt;br /&gt;We've been dancing on a volcano&lt;br /&gt;And we've been crying, crying, crying&lt;br /&gt;Over blackened souls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Babe, this wouldn't be the first time,&lt;br /&gt;it will not be the last time.&lt;br /&gt;There is no parasol that would shelter this weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I been smiling with anchors on my shoulders&lt;br /&gt;But I've been dying, dying, dying&lt;br /&gt;Ohh, Ohh, Oh to let them go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Babe, this wouldn't be the first time,&lt;br /&gt;it will not be the last time.&lt;br /&gt;There is no parasol that would shelter this weather.&lt;br /&gt;Babe, this wouldn't be the first time,&lt;br /&gt;it will not be the last time.&lt;br /&gt;We were trying to believe that everything would get better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've been lying to each other&lt;br /&gt;Hey! Babe! Let's just call it what it is!&lt;br /&gt;Oil and Water!&lt;br /&gt;Oil and Water!&lt;br /&gt;Oil and Water!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it's good to complicate then both of us are doing fine.&lt;br /&gt;Just keep your eyes on your part and leave me alone to mine.&lt;br /&gt;If it's good to instigate, we're a fast horse, bet on us.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not calling you an animal;I think we just fight too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey now, in spite of this we're doing just fine&lt;br /&gt;Even diamonds start as coal.&lt;br /&gt;Give us time to shine,&lt;br /&gt;Even diamonds start as coal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're both aligned in frame of mind&lt;br /&gt;But circumstance got us good.&lt;br /&gt;And now you're seeing a side of me&lt;br /&gt;I wish no one ever would.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, if it's right to pick a fight, we're&lt;br /&gt;Fingers in a sugar bowl.&lt;br /&gt;Love isn't perfect, even diamonds start as coal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on, in spite of this we're doing just fine&lt;br /&gt;Even diamonds start as coal.&lt;br /&gt;Give us time to shine,&lt;br /&gt;Even diamonds start as coal.&lt;br /&gt;Even diamonds start as coal.&lt;br /&gt;We're incomplete and infantine&lt;br /&gt;Even diamonds start as coal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give it time girl, the fire feels divine&lt;br /&gt;The sweetest things, they burn before they shine.&lt;br /&gt;We think way too much,&lt;br /&gt;Look at us losing touch!&lt;br /&gt;A promise is a promise until...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah in spite of this we're doing just fine&lt;br /&gt;Even diamonds start as coal.&lt;br /&gt;Give us time to shine,&lt;br /&gt;Even diamonds start as coal.&lt;br /&gt;Even diamonds start as coal.&lt;br /&gt;We're incomplete and infantine&lt;br /&gt;Even diamonds start as coal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/Sj3FxR1khRI/AAAAAAAAAPM/bX8FB5X2AHk/s1600-h/409299011_cf36799e4c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 274px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/Sj3FxR1khRI/AAAAAAAAAPM/bX8FB5X2AHk/s400/409299011_cf36799e4c.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349649382778373394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never noticed it before until now, but wow do Incubus make such great music or what? After years of listening to Light Grenades, I noticed how beautiful Incubus's lyrics can be, but what I never noticed before until now was.. well, the placement of these 2 songs.&lt;br /&gt;They're placed one after another. back-to-back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its sort of like a conversation between 2 lovers.&lt;br /&gt;One is saying give it up, the relationship is going nowhere, i love you but we're like oil and water, nothing good can come out of this.&lt;br /&gt;While the other is saying, no, despite all that, i still want to be with you. we may fight like cats and dogs but its just a rough patch. diamonds start as coal, and we can truly be something great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno la, maybe Incubus didnt place the 2 contradictory songs back to back on purpose, maybe they did, but what I personally think of this coincidence is that its pretty genius.. and beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... I just hate how its possible for us to feel like both songs at once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/torfason/409299011/"&gt;[Photo credit]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20227005-6123895930277970430?l=the--bee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the--bee.blogspot.com/feeds/6123895930277970430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20227005&amp;postID=6123895930277970430' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20227005/posts/default/6123895930277970430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20227005/posts/default/6123895930277970430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the--bee.blogspot.com/2009/06/oil-water-diamonds-coal.html' title='Oil &amp; Water, Diamonds &amp; Coal.'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11971396000002372190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/Sj3FxR1khRI/AAAAAAAAAPM/bX8FB5X2AHk/s72-c/409299011_cf36799e4c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20227005.post-5166122840327229795</id><published>2009-06-19T22:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T00:01:47.819+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dailies'/><title type='text'>No More A levels! *sniff*</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh freedoooom is miiiiiineeeeee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And you know how I feel..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Its a new dawn, its a new day, its a new liiiife forrr meeeeeeeeeeeee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and I'm feeling goooooood ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, my exams are over. Finally. Frickin finally. Its been a whole month of slacking, studying, slacking, studying and studying summore and finally its ovaaaaaaaaar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't had the time to update my blog or even my twitter until now because I've been bumming and ohhh errr going for celebratory dinners and all that :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for dinner with the Lit people last night, ie Angie, Edward, Eugene, Germaine, Paul, etcetc. We had dinner at Ikea! because we were broke. and we watched Terminator after that, yeah, I watched it again cos they made me. But I didn't have to pay for my ticket so all is good. Besides, since when was watching Christian Bale a bad thing anyway? ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the movie, we mamaked at Devi's Corner, TTDI before retreating to Edward's place for a game of poker :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway! oh man I have soooo much to do before prom. For srs.&lt;br /&gt;I have to&lt;br /&gt;- pick up my dress tomorrow, and do any alterations if needed...&lt;br /&gt;- film my prom nomination video... Yeah I think I failed to mention on my blog that I got nominated for Most Elligible Bachelorette hehe! I honestly didnt think I'd get nominated for anything, but thanks guys :)&lt;br /&gt;- buy my make up&lt;br /&gt;- learn how to wear fake lashes PROPERLY, especially on my friggin sepet eyes&lt;br /&gt;- go to Cherating with my collegemates and come back home a day before prom.&lt;br /&gt;- Avoid getting a tan at Cherating so that my make up can still match my skin tone lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeap. busy busy beeee! but once prom is over, my life is a blur. lol. I'll come up with another to-do-list after prom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But for now, ciaooo!! imma play some Putt Putt/Freddie Fish :D yeah I'm 7 years old again inorite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://thestar.com.my/news/story.asp?file=/2009/6/15/nation/20090615180809&amp;amp;sec=nation"&gt;This &lt;/a&gt;happened on Monday... during my Core Math C4 exam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew some commotion was going on as I had passed Wisma UN on the way to college, but I didnt think they'd move to the Wisma HELP Carpark.&lt;br /&gt;Wisma HELP was where I was having my exams in, btw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And they had to so conveniently run to Wisma HELP just as our exams were starting, just as people were walking out of the library into the exam hall, going to the toilets beforehand etcetc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went into the toilet, went into the cubicle right next to the window and before I knew it, my nose was stinging, my eyes were watering, and 5 seconds later my entire face felt like it was stinging.&lt;br /&gt;I could smell the frickin teargas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all could.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone who entered the exam hall shortly after that had red eyes and noses, coughing, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont understand how they can be so inconsiderate. Its Wisma HELP for god's sake, HELP, as in, HELP University College? The iranian students themselves should know that the place is full of students. Students with exams. FINALS.&lt;br /&gt;Not only did the protest cause a massive traffic jam but hey, its tear GAS. It goes everywhere. Everyone could smell it. We had to switch off the airconditioning so that the tear gas wont get into the building that much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the students were running to the wisma HELP carpark to run from the teargas, just let them stay there then. As if they're gonna have a sit-in in college right? Who gives a shit when we have our final exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bet none of us would know what was going on if it wasnt for the teargas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20227005-5166122840327229795?l=the--bee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the--bee.blogspot.com/feeds/5166122840327229795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20227005&amp;postID=5166122840327229795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20227005/posts/default/5166122840327229795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20227005/posts/default/5166122840327229795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the--bee.blogspot.com/2009/06/no-more-levels-sniff.html' title='No More A levels! *sniff*'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11971396000002372190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20227005.post-7058946329110839863</id><published>2009-06-08T16:53:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T17:20:00.304+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dreams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='oh ffs'/><title type='text'>Not Your Average Nightmare.</title><content type='html'>Quick post today, I ought to be finishing studying my Chemistry unit 5 now. I'm not even on MSN because I know that if I go on, I'll never start studying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY. I wanted to tell you about my unusual nightmare I had last night (more like this morning, actually)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dreamt that Coldplay FINALLY decides to come to Malaysia and I go to the venue equipped with tickets and everything!&lt;br /&gt;I finally reach there, I see Will Champion (or was it that Jonny Buckland dude? They both look the same to me :p) playing poker! So I sat there and watch, and the poker game went on quite long actually, but there was a crowd there so I thought I would KNOW that the concert would start once the crowd disperses, but it doesnt. Not for a few hours. Yes poker can be that engrossing i s'pose :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEN suddenly, I see Victor with Ying Xian coming out of the room (which leads to the concert hall) asking me &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"Why werent you at the gig? We were waiting for you!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://board.muse.mu/images/smilies/stunned.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 18px; height: 18px;" src="http://board.muse.mu/images/smilies/stunned.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://board.muse.mu/images/smilies/stunned.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 18px; height: 18px;" src="http://board.muse.mu/images/smilies/stunned.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://board.muse.mu/images/smilies/stunned.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 18px; height: 18px;" src="http://board.muse.mu/images/smilies/stunned.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://board.muse.mu/images/smilies/stunned.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 18px; height: 18px;" src="http://board.muse.mu/images/smilies/stunned.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://board.muse.mu/images/smilies/stunned.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 18px; height: 18px;" src="http://board.muse.mu/images/smilies/stunned.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;"WHAT?! I MISSED THE GIG?! WHAT THE F*CK?!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently the dude playing poker wasnt Will Champion/Jonny Buckland at all! It was someone from their crew named Ben Scasjdfkl;sjfsomething, who in my opinion, looks like them ok. He was round and beardy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Epic fail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was DEVASTATED. Seriously. On the verge of tears. So I just sat there.. by the poker table, watching the game go on, staring blankly into space for what seems like another hour (yeah very dramatic, i know) and then Victor and yingxian come back again saying &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"eh they're showing a replay now you know, why arent you inside?!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://board.muse.mu/images/smilies/stunned.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 18px; height: 18px;" src="http://board.muse.mu/images/smilies/stunned.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wait, a WHA? a REPLAY? what on earth? (well, this IS a dream, anything can happen!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I run inside the room, and see Chris Martin playing Lovers In Japan with all the pretty Butterfly confetti, and then the song ends, and apparently the replay is over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I missed everything ok.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, can cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so angry that once I woke up, I didnt even want to go back to sleep anymore, HMPH.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. emo la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now, to compensate for my lack-of-Coldplay-ity, I'm listening to their free live album LeftRightLeftRightLeft now, hehe :D its only 9 songs (compared to their massive 26-song-setlist for Singapore KNN) but eh better than nothing right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, walao, my sleeping clock is so screwed up right now. For the past week I've been sleeping at 4 or 5am, and waking up at 1pm sharp. HOW EFFED UP IS THAT? I have a revision class at 8am tomorrow, and I seriously think that I will have to sleep for only an hour. Or maybe not sleep at all. I seriously suck when it comes to fixing my body clock. meh -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my next paper is this Wednesday. My study break is almost over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Good luck to all fellow A-levellers! :D see you on the other side!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and hey, wish me luck! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20227005-7058946329110839863?l=the--bee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the--bee.blogspot.com/feeds/7058946329110839863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20227005&amp;postID=7058946329110839863' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20227005/posts/default/7058946329110839863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20227005/posts/default/7058946329110839863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the--bee.blogspot.com/2009/06/not-your-average-nightmare.html' title='Not Your Average Nightmare.'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11971396000002372190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20227005.post-6662703084630295214</id><published>2009-06-01T20:34:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T14:49:18.933+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tags'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><title type='text'>New Moon trailer!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.inquisitr.com/wp-content/new-moon-one-sheet-movie-poster-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 351px; height: 519px;" src="http://www.inquisitr.com/wp-content/new-moon-one-sheet-movie-poster-2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The HIGHLY ANTICIPATED (for me, anyway :P) sequel to the badly adapted movie Twilight, New Moon, finally released its first trailer a few nights ago during the MTV Movie Awards! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I should be studying, but, I cant help but feel the need to CHECK IT OUT AND POST THIS UP ON MY BLOG ASAP HEEHEE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SJ9afRgToxE&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SJ9afRgToxE&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sooo what do you think? what do you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, imho, the acting is still a bit crap and stiff. Wolfy Jacob looks too CGI for my liking, but despite all that I'm still super hyped!!! AAAAAHH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bella looks like she's wearing way more make up than usual. She actually looks pretty hot now, instead of just 'pretty'. Jacob is so fiiiit imma get me one of those! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm veeery happy the summit theatres people people got rid of that Catherine Hardwick whatsherface director. She did a terrible job with Twilight imho. New Moon's new director, Chris Weitz, who is also the director of The Golden Compass, seems to be doing a good job... but this is only based on the 1 and a half minute trailer I just saw (3 times).&lt;br /&gt;I noticed that he's using brighter colours in his film now. Twilight seemed pretty darn 'blue' and depressing for me. Hardwick used lotsa 'cool' colours whereas now Weitz is using hotter colours! :D yaaay colours! aha. I dont like movies in blue-like dark setting film. Very depressing. boo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo, YEAY I EXCITE I EXCITE! TEEHEE :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I just realised that I got tagged! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="postentry"&gt;          &lt;div class="snap_preview"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(134, 68, 187);"&gt;[1] I’ve come to realize that, my last ex&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;and I hardly ever speak anymore :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(134, 68, 187);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[2] I’ve come to realize that, when I talk&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;, people should listen! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(134, 68, 187);"&gt;[3] I’ve come to realize that, I love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(134, 68, 187);"&gt;[4] I’ve come to realize that, my friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;are people I really appreciate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(134, 68, 187);"&gt;[5] I’ve come to realize that, I’ve lost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;some sparks, and maybe gained some too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(134, 68, 187);"&gt;[6] I’ve come to realize that, I hate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;not knowing what I want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(134, 68, 187);"&gt;[7] I’ve come to realize that, marriage&lt;/span&gt; (gonna agree with Chloe) shouldn't be forced or pressured into doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(134, 68, 187);"&gt;[8] I’ve come to realize that, somewhere, someone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;is doing worse than me. I find it comforting to know that I dont suck at something that much, or I'm not procrastinating the most, etcetc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(134, 68, 187);"&gt;[9] I’ve come to realize that, I’ll always&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;sleep late. I couldn't kick this habit since std 4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(134, 68, 187);"&gt;[10] I’ve come to realize that, the last time I truly cried was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;once I got home from the airport after sending my friends off. I crumbled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(134, 68, 187);"&gt;[11] I’ve come to realize that, my cell phone is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;crummy, but something that must be with me at all times. Even when I shower, sometimes. HAHA. No, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(134, 68, 187);"&gt;[12] I’ve come to realize that, when I wake up in the morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;I grunt, put my alarm clock on 'snooze' and go back to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(134, 68, 187);"&gt;[13] I’ve come to realize that, before I go to sleep at night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;I read! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(134, 68, 187);"&gt;[14] I’ve come to realize that, right now I am thinking about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;how to juggle studying, and prom preparations, because the latter can be really quite stressful if you dont have enough time. but then again, so is the former. See? stress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(134, 68, 187);"&gt;[15] I’ve come to realize that, I get on MySpace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; like twice in 6 months.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(134, 68, 187);"&gt;[16] I’ve come to realize that, today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;I did not study. BUT I WILL AFTER THIS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(134, 68, 187);"&gt;[17] I’ve come to realize that, tonight I will&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;STUDY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(134, 68, 187);"&gt;[18] I’ve come to realize that, school is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;over. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(134, 68, 187);"&gt;[19] I’ve come to realize that, tomorrow I will&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;STUDY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(134, 68, 187);"&gt;[20] I’ve come to realize that, if I had never entered the world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;there will be a huge loss :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(134, 68, 187);"&gt;[21] I’ve come to realize that, I like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;procrastinating. I just hate the sinking guilty that comes with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(134, 68, 187);"&gt;[22] I’ve come to realize that, without my family&lt;/span&gt; .... I cant even think about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(134, 68, 187);"&gt;[23] I’ve come to realize that, true love&lt;/span&gt; is hard to find!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(134, 68, 187);"&gt;[24] I’ve come to realize that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;strong&gt; my contact lenses are very dry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(134, 68, 187);"&gt;[25] I’ve come to realize that,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;the next few people I want to tag are Lauranne, Shu Ling, Karmen and Suet Wei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;        &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok ciao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20227005-6662703084630295214?l=the--bee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the--bee.blogspot.com/feeds/6662703084630295214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20227005&amp;postID=6662703084630295214' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20227005/posts/default/6662703084630295214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20227005/posts/default/6662703084630295214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the--bee.blogspot.com/2009/06/new-moon-trailer.html' title='New Moon trailer!'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11971396000002372190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20227005.post-2575459881816944530</id><published>2009-05-30T15:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T16:16:50.914+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dailies'/><title type='text'>of machines and sleepovers.</title><content type='html'>In the past week, I have...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- seen Angels &amp;amp; Demons&lt;br /&gt;- slept over Julia's place twice.&lt;br /&gt;- watched Barcelona win the Champions League&lt;br /&gt;- celebrated Angie's birthday&lt;br /&gt;- studied (yay productivity!)&lt;br /&gt;- gone to the library&lt;br /&gt;- seen Terminator Salvation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3172/2986712387_622ef8a809.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 337px; height: 500px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3172/2986712387_622ef8a809.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angels &amp;amp; Demons was quite alright :) pretty interesting and fast-paced. Ewan McGregor rocks my world lah. He rocks that cassock priest-robe thing. I was upset that they failed to include Robert Langdon and his many fist fights with the Hassassin! and that car bomb was super unsatisfying la. Very undignified way of dying, imo. oops, spoiler. teehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2GMlhUrYuhI/SbpQaui5vnI/AAAAAAAAGuM/0_5vlw61Byk/s400/Terminator_Salvation_Christian_Bale_John_Connor_Teaser_Poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 283px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2GMlhUrYuhI/SbpQaui5vnI/AAAAAAAAGuM/0_5vlw61Byk/s400/Terminator_Salvation_Christian_Bale_John_Connor_Teaser_Poster.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terminator Salvation on the other hand.... phwoar. Thats all I can say.&lt;br /&gt;I didnt know what to expect, and I honestly wasnt really looking forward to it and.. phwoar, I got sooo blown away by its epic awesomeness.&lt;br /&gt;My mouth was left hanging open throughout practically the entire movie. I was left at the edge of my seat!&lt;br /&gt;Anton Yelchin makes a very very cute Kyle Reese with his american accent ehheh!&lt;br /&gt;But unfortunately I hated the fact that Christian Bale kinda got.. outshined, once again. He got majorly outshined in The Dark Knight, and now I feel like he's sharing his spotlight with Kyle &amp;amp; Marcus, and he aint shining so brightly no more. And whenever he shouts, I cant help but be reminded of his prissy rant, LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And lastly, 2 sleepovers at Julia's place! The first one was with Shin Lin and Chloe. It was supposed to be a girly sleepover but we only reached there at like 11, and we were really tired, so we didnt really girly talk much and ended up reading Julia's infinite collection of glossies.&lt;br /&gt;But in the next morning we went to Acts church and just hung out all day! A little accident happened, but its all settled now I think! and we finally got to some girl talking haha. We didnt camwhore though, which is surprising, because thats what usually happens during sleepovers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and in the second sleepover, it was with Christine and Victor juuust to watch the Champions League finals. Woohooo Barcelona! :D Ronaldo threw a fit again after losing. pfft. Diva. Victor slept on the couch because he is a boy, lol. Julia hardly slept at all because she had to study for her quiz the next morning, so Christine and I hogged Julia's bed and slept like logs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway! I skipped youth today to study. And so that's what I should do now. STUDY.&lt;br /&gt;I can already hear Mr Lim's voice at the back of my head... lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;study ah stuents..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s, the machines scare the crap out of me. Their red eyes.. man, they give me nightmares. Thats the reason why I chose a non-machine movie poster to put on my blog haha! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20227005-2575459881816944530?l=the--bee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the--bee.blogspot.com/feeds/2575459881816944530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20227005&amp;postID=2575459881816944530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20227005/posts/default/2575459881816944530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20227005/posts/default/2575459881816944530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the--bee.blogspot.com/2009/05/of-machines-and-sleepovers.html' title='of machines and sleepovers.'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11971396000002372190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2GMlhUrYuhI/SbpQaui5vnI/AAAAAAAAGuM/0_5vlw61Byk/s72-c/Terminator_Salvation_Christian_Bale_John_Connor_Teaser_Poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20227005.post-258002256877550866</id><published>2009-05-28T17:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T18:43:10.156+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tags'/><title type='text'>Tagged by Chloe! :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ten Things I Wish I Could Say to Ten Different People&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(but don't say their names):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. YES LA BARCELONA HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;2. You still bother me. I dont think I can ever look at you the same way again.&lt;br /&gt;3. Rorschach and deadpool... Heee's a mental case. Muuuusic's not his thing. Buuuut he wrote this song! Heee's so talented. Rorschach and deadpool..... copy and I'll suuuue..&lt;br /&gt;4. What happened to us?&lt;br /&gt;5. After all this, you still make me laugh haha. Sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;6. HI I LOVE YOU COME TO MALAYSIA PLEASE. /fangirl&lt;br /&gt;7. You are beautiful. Stop looking down upon yourself!&lt;br /&gt;8. I want to wait, but its the things you do that stop me from waiting.&lt;br /&gt;9. I love you and thank you for everything you've done for me.&lt;br /&gt;10. I'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nine things about myself :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The one thing I say I wont do, and still do, is procrastinate.&lt;br /&gt;2. I should be studying right now.&lt;br /&gt;3. I still dont know what my favourite flower is, haha.&lt;br /&gt;4. Sometimes I can be so fickle until I dont understand myself.&lt;br /&gt;5. I get annoyed really easily, haha, sorry.&lt;br /&gt;6. I wish I could do things faster (like eat, read, learn, run, think, etc)&lt;br /&gt;7. My favourite colour is purple, but I dont like wearing purple!&lt;br /&gt;8. My favourite ice cream flavour is chocolate chip cookie dough, but honestly I'll settle for classic vanilla :) haha.&lt;br /&gt;9. I like doing math, because its the only subject I can study with music on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eight ways to win my heart :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(in no particular order)&lt;br /&gt;1. I love the little things like a touch of comfort if I'm scared, or a little squeeze when holding hands/hugging. Stuff like that :)&lt;br /&gt;2. Chivalry is important.&lt;br /&gt;3. If you blatantly diss (in a that-was-totally-uncalled-for! way) the stuff I'm really &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;passionate &lt;/span&gt;about (eg favourite band, movie, song, book, etc), I might not want to speak to you ever again.&lt;br /&gt;4. I must be attracted to you. Even if you're ugly, and I'm still somehow like miraculously attracted to you, you've got me.&lt;br /&gt;5. Be kind to your parents.&lt;br /&gt;6. Dont be so clingy please. I cant stand clingy guys. I need my space, yo :D&lt;br /&gt;7. I like to feel special :)&lt;br /&gt;8. Be good in something, like sports or music. Preferably music. I might want to sing with you someday :) But sports is good too. It means fit bod, hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Seven things that cross my mind a lot :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Songs. lots and lots of songs.&lt;br /&gt;2. Hmm I wonder if this would hurt.&lt;br /&gt;3. STUDY LA DEBBIE.&lt;br /&gt;4. Daydreams. haha.&lt;br /&gt;5. What to wear... what to wear.&lt;br /&gt;6. I'm hungry/sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;7. What a douche.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Six things I do before I fall asleep :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Wash up.&lt;br /&gt;2. Read.&lt;br /&gt;3. Pray a bit, if I'm not too tired.&lt;br /&gt;4. Erm. Fluff pillows?&lt;br /&gt;5. Switch off the aircon.&lt;br /&gt;6. Snuggle into my bed with my small bolster hehe :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Five people who mean a lot (in no order whatsoever) :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is this favouritism question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Four things your wearing right now :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. My Jason Mraz concert shirt HEEHEE.&lt;br /&gt;2. Apek shorts.&lt;br /&gt;3. Spectacles.&lt;br /&gt;4. Errh. Moisturizer? haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Three places that you would like to go:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. UK!&lt;br /&gt;2. New York/LA&lt;br /&gt;3. Australia. I must experience Big Day Out at least once in my life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Two things you want to do before you die :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Kiss in the rain.&lt;br /&gt;2. Experience something beyond my expectations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;One confession : &lt;/span&gt;I'm really not looking forward to growing up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tag Shu Ling, Karmen, Suet Wei, Eu Wing and you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20227005-258002256877550866?l=the--bee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the--bee.blogspot.com/feeds/258002256877550866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20227005&amp;postID=258002256877550866' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20227005/posts/default/258002256877550866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20227005/posts/default/258002256877550866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the--bee.blogspot.com/2009/05/tagged-by-chloe.html' title='Tagged by Chloe! :)'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11971396000002372190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20227005.post-3715996193107682142</id><published>2009-05-22T22:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T23:46:02.115+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dailies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shows'/><title type='text'>A week all wrapped up into one post!</title><content type='html'>Walao. What an eventful week. I dont even know where to start! So I'll just put everything in point form eh? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In chronological order...&lt;br /&gt;- I sat for my Physics Practical Exam. I was lucky enough to have no problems with my apparatus while everyone else seemed to have a problem with theirs. Yes I am extremely thankful for that :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Quarantine after that was alright. I expected to study but instead Jason, Dexter, Isabelle, Karmen, Kevin, 2 other guys whose name I dont know and I had to fill up envelopes with documents about HELP and some Math competition they're holding, and these envelopes were addressed to all the secondary schools in Malaysia. ALL OF THEM. You wouldn't believe how many there are :| we all felt like factory workers while doing it hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I signed up for twitter! As you can see on my new Widget on the right? *points* :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- GREYS ANATOMY SEASON 5 FINALE OMG SO EPIC. I wanted to blog about it more with spoilers but I have no idea how to 'cut' my blog posts just yet. Give me a few days eh? ITS SERIOUSLY DAMN EPIC. GO AND WATCH IT. OMG. I teared up like shitballs okay, especially during the last 4 minutes of that episode. Sigh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1xPvwUC5_Lk/ScmbOxVyyQI/AAAAAAAAA0o/M3QTj1VhP4Y/s320/Greys-Anatomy-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 314px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1xPvwUC5_Lk/ScmbOxVyyQI/AAAAAAAAA0o/M3QTj1VhP4Y/s320/Greys-Anatomy-1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I've been going to the HELP library lots lately to get some studying done. Err, yeah. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I had my Chemistry Practical Mock Exam. It was alright. I did a few mistakes here and there because I had absolutely no idea what was the answer. lolol. Hopefully it wont cost me lotsa marks lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Quarantine wasnt that bad either :D the shit thing was that my damn quarantine officer, who is also my Mechanics teacher, yelled out who won American Idol halfway through quarantine, just when I thought we were safe from knowing who won American Idol until after we got out of quarantine. I was pissed. off. I wanted to find out of myself goddamnit!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- YAY KRIS ALLEN WON AMERICAN IDOL WOOHOO I LOVE YOU KRIS ALLEN IMMA BUY YOUR ALBUMS IF YOU CONTINUE TO SING SONGS LIKE FALLING SLOWLY, HEARTLESS AND AIN'T NO SUNSHINE EH?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dailycontributor.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/04/kris-allen-all-she-wants-to-do-is-dance.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://dailycontributor.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/04/kris-allen-all-she-wants-to-do-is-dance.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I had my Mechanics Exam today. It was pretty odd. It wasnt like any Mechanics past year exam we did. It was soooo different!!! So challenging. My friends and I were comparing answers after exams (because we're kiasu like that) and some of my answers were different. That isnt comforting at all, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I started watching the Big Bang Theory!! Omg, funny shit, seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://forevergeek.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/11/big-bang-theory.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 312px; height: 300px;" src="http://forevergeek.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/11/big-bang-theory.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sheldon is made of epic win. I feel super nerdy when I can understand his whack theories though, lol. *puts on nerdy glasses* :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Yay no more exams for 2 and a half weeks! I wont lose my focus, I wont lose my focus, I wont lose my focus. I hope. and I also need to find a prom dress, ROOOAAAAR. stress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Muse's new upcoming 5th album got a title, its gonna be called The Resistance! Whoaaa. Sounds totally anti-government or something. CANT WAIT OMG SRSLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow that was quick ahha :D Maybe I should do stuff in point-form more often!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20227005-3715996193107682142?l=the--bee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the--bee.blogspot.com/feeds/3715996193107682142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20227005&amp;postID=3715996193107682142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20227005/posts/default/3715996193107682142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20227005/posts/default/3715996193107682142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the--bee.blogspot.com/2009/05/week-all-wrapped-up-into-one-post.html' title='A week all wrapped up into one post!'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11971396000002372190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1xPvwUC5_Lk/ScmbOxVyyQI/AAAAAAAAA0o/M3QTj1VhP4Y/s72-c/Greys-Anatomy-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20227005.post-3803611833259966696</id><published>2009-05-17T14:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T15:49:14.037+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dailies'/><title type='text'>Spock!!!</title><content type='html'>I'll make this a quick one. I should be hitting the books again, although its only my practical exam tomorrow. I honestly have no idea what to study for when it comes to practical exams. Maybe I'll just flip through the past year questions again I guess. I dunno. Meh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not really feeling the pressure, to be honest. WHICH SUCKS CRAP because er, HELLO? My exams starts tomorrow! I WANT to feel the pressure, I do. But meh, with all 8 papers completely spaced out in one whole month, its hard to feel pressured if I keep thinking I still have time to study in the 2 weeks later, I still have time, when really I dont know if I have time or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meh this is so gay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway! After a studying sesh at the library on Friday afternoon with Eugene, Angie, Jon and Alex Cheah, I headed home and had my dinner, and after that, headed to the movies with Luther and Victor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We watched... Star Treeeeek, or and I quote Victor, "the trekking of the stars". lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.cinemaconfidential.com/frontimages/2112-new-star-trek-poster_l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 325px; height: 485px;" src="http://www.cinemaconfidential.com/frontimages/2112-new-star-trek-poster_l.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay first things first, I honestly dont know what to think of this movie!! hahahahha. I am so clouded by everyone else's judgement, and throughout the movie I kept thinking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;"ouch my teeth hurts, ouch my teeth hurts, MAN I'M HUNGRY, I WANT SOME MASHED POTATOES BUT I CANT FRIGGIN BUY IT BECAUSE THE MOVIE STARTED ALREADY!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which was very, very distracting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;SPOILER ALERT!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont read onwards unless you've already seen the movie, or unless you want to know some minor spoilers. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, besides that, yeah I thought it was pretty good :) Zach Quinto makes a very good &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Spock&lt;/span&gt;, I mean seriously man, look at him!&lt;br /&gt;He rocks the fugly Vulcan bangs and lifted eyebrows, and with his old role in Heroes as a watch-maker (or was it watch-fixer?), he pulls of the "I'm so intelligent and logical that whatever numbers, statistics and facts I give you is indeed TRUE and logical that you have to listen to me no matter what I say!" character very well.&lt;br /&gt;And aww how cute does Spock Prime look? All old and wise and friendly and stuff. Leonard Nimoy ftw!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The special effects used was freakin awesome. When that Vulcan world imploded on itself into a massive black hole.... whoa, damn tragic, and yet you cant help but think "ZOMG THAT WAS AWESOME!!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;and I love how funny the movie is! Chris Pine ftw la. It isnt like super boring with lotsa random sci-fi terms and meaningless action scenes like how I expected it to be. It has its equal share of comedy, action and a weee bit of drama, when the Vulcans are involved of course. Poor Winona Ryder (aka Spock's mum. I dont know what her name was), she died so fast :(&lt;!---cut---&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And who would've thought that John Cho (or Harold from Harold&amp;amp;Kumar) could be so COOL??? He was super "gaya" you know? I was rather impressed hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But hands down, the best character has to go to Scotty the engineer and that Russian 17-year-old boy. I cant believe I forgot his name. They're both so cute and likeable you just want to squeeze their cheeks! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. If you haven't seen it yet, then you bloody well should! I didnt think I was into sci-fi.. still dont, actually, but eh this is a pretty different version of sci-fi. Its pretty awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I better get on with my studying now. I'll blog about Victor's bbq party last night another day! I dunch have time, nor do I have the pictures hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Til then, ciaooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I'm not gonna say "Live Long and Prosper" because its I dont feel that I'm a big enough fan to start bidding people goodbye star-trek style hahaha)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20227005-3803611833259966696?l=the--bee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the--bee.blogspot.com/feeds/3803611833259966696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20227005&amp;postID=3803611833259966696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20227005/posts/default/3803611833259966696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20227005/posts/default/3803611833259966696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the--bee.blogspot.com/2009/05/ill-make-this-quick-one.html' title='Spock!!!'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11971396000002372190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20227005.post-6170898648888694131</id><published>2009-05-15T00:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T01:21:49.871+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shows'/><title type='text'>Idol talk.</title><content type='html'>(its supposed to be a pun for Idle talk btw)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KRIS MADE IT TO THE FINALS!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walao. What an underdog, seriously. I've always been rooting for Kris and Danny, so yeah I was kinda hoping, deep down inside, that Adam might be knocked off this week, but nooooo America is still voting for the man who wears for make up than me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i'm thinking, it was this performance of Kris that saved his ass..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Vrh0tUSn8FI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Vrh0tUSn8FI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, so far I'm the only person I know who is rooting for Kris.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that I have anything against Adam la. He's talented yeah, his range is friggin wicked, and he has charisma, but.... i just feel REALLY uncomfortable whenever he screams. I cringe, and I pull faces, I just.... I dunno, I feel like I'm listening to a woman singing, to be honest. Yeah, this coming from a die-hard Muse fan, talk about ironic.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe its just the songs he sings, I dont think the whole screamy falsetto thing fits your usual pop music. Hence, the cringing and face-pulling I suppose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meh, I'm not gonna look too much into it. Bottom line is, Adam's screams makes me uncomfortable, and I am supporting Kris on this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOOHOOOO BRING ON THE UNDERDOG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, omfg I got my braces tightened today and IT HURTS LIKE A FRIGGIN B*TCH LA SERIOUSLY.&lt;br /&gt;I could hardly get any studying done because my braces were ticking me off, and so was doing Intergration. I was soooo cranky. ARGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to keep telling myself, no pain no gain, Debbie... No pain no gain.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20227005-6170898648888694131?l=the--bee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the--bee.blogspot.com/feeds/6170898648888694131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20227005&amp;postID=6170898648888694131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20227005/posts/default/6170898648888694131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20227005/posts/default/6170898648888694131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the--bee.blogspot.com/2009/05/idol-talk.html' title='Idol talk.'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11971396000002372190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20227005.post-5537387139326468770</id><published>2009-05-12T20:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T21:51:37.311+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>A little blast from the past.</title><content type='html'>I found an old burnt CD of mine last night... I gave it a listen and I think I must have burnt it back in '05 or '06.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't sound very long ago.. but after noticing the songs, my gosh it &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;feels&lt;/span&gt; so long ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The playlist consisted of :-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. A Perfect Circle - Three Libras&lt;br /&gt;2. Yellowcard - Empty Apartment&lt;br /&gt;3. The All-American Rejects - Straitjacket Feeling&lt;br /&gt;4. The All-American Rejects - My Paper Heart&lt;br /&gt;5. Toploader - Dancing In The Moonlight&lt;br /&gt;6. Sarah Mclachlan - Fallen&lt;br /&gt;7. Queen - Bohemian Rhapsody&lt;br /&gt;8. Liz Phair - Why Can't I?&lt;br /&gt;9. Lifehouse - Blind&lt;br /&gt;10. Kelly Clarkson - Addicted&lt;br /&gt;11. Jem - Maybe I'm Amazed&lt;br /&gt;12. Jack's Mannequin - The Mixed Tape&lt;br /&gt;13. Incubus - Admiration&lt;br /&gt;14. Goldfrapp - Ooh La La&lt;br /&gt;15. Damien Rice - The Blower's Daughter&lt;br /&gt;16. Aqualung - Brighter Than Sunshine&lt;br /&gt;17. Butch Walker - Mixtape&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its so weird, because with almost every song I can recall where I got it from. Who introduced it to me. Who made me love the song. Why the song meant so much to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know if you noticed, but there are songs there from The OC and One Tree Hill... which signifies how much I loved watching those two shows. (I still love watching One Tree Hill now, actually :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I STILL listen to some of those songs there now. Like Incubus, Aqualung, AAR, and Lifehouse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can still remember who made me listen to each and every song. I can remember which songs I used to konon 'dedicate' to boys who probably didnt deserve it anyway. (yes I was THAT emo kid that used song lyrics to act cool and emo. I still am, actually!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I vaguely remember the situations in which the song was introduced, I remember the words used to describe the song...&lt;br /&gt;I remember everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2006/2097026935_8ab956bcc5_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 153px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2006/2097026935_8ab956bcc5_m.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its amazing what a little burnt CD can do. It sorta acts like a time capsule. Capturing forgotten memories, all in the form of music.&lt;br /&gt;All those memories seemed like a lifetime ago. I was close to different people, doing different things, it all feels so.. foreign, somehow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yet as I pop this CD into my CD player and listen to the strums of the guitar, the beats of the drums and the melodies of the voices, once again...&lt;br /&gt;I can remember everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My gosh, do I feel nostalgic or what?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20227005-5537387139326468770?l=the--bee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the--bee.blogspot.com/feeds/5537387139326468770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20227005&amp;postID=5537387139326468770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20227005/posts/default/5537387139326468770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20227005/posts/default/5537387139326468770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the--bee.blogspot.com/2009/05/little-blast-from-past.html' title='A little blast from the past.'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11971396000002372190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2006/2097026935_8ab956bcc5_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20227005.post-2938270813990019712</id><published>2009-05-10T15:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T18:30:03.464+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tags'/><title type='text'>Tagged!</title><content type='html'>Got tagged by Suet Wei hehe (because I asked her to. But she said she wanted to tag me anyway so yeah technically I got tagged lol!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rule #1:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you open this you take it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rule #2:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are NOT ALLOWED to explain ANYTHING unless someone messages you and asks. (I'm gonna break this rule because I do things where I need to explain myself!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rule #3:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tag 17 people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Answer &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;True&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;False&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Kissed someone on your friends list? T&lt;br /&gt;Q: Been arrested? F&lt;br /&gt;Q: Do you like someone? T&lt;br /&gt;Q: Held a snake? T (DAMN STRAIGHT!)&lt;br /&gt;Q: Been suspended from school? F&lt;br /&gt;Q: Sang karaoke? T&lt;br /&gt;Q: Done something you told yourself you wouldn't do? T&lt;br /&gt;Q: Laughed until you started crying? T&lt;br /&gt;Q: Caught a snowflake on your tongue? F&lt;br /&gt;Q: Kissed in the rain? F&lt;br /&gt;Q: Sang in the shower? T&lt;br /&gt;Q: Sat on a roof top? T&lt;br /&gt;Q: Been pushed into a pool with all your clothes on? T&lt;br /&gt;Q: Broken a bone? F&lt;br /&gt;Q: Shaved your head? F&lt;br /&gt;Q: Played a prank on someone? T (&lt;a href="http://the--bee.blogspot.com/2009/04/no-title-to-say-soz.html"&gt;epic fail&lt;/a&gt;, this one)&lt;br /&gt;Q: Shot a gun? T (water gun! :D)&lt;br /&gt;Q: Donated Blood? F&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just be 100% truthful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LAST PERSON THAT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. You hung out with?&lt;/span&gt; Victor, Christine + Julia @ Jul's place last night to watch Arsenal vs Chelsea. :( I dont want to talk about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. You texted? &lt;/span&gt;Karmen! Asking her whether she's heading to class tomorrow eh heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3. You were in a car with?&lt;/span&gt; Victor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4. Went to the movies with?&lt;/span&gt; Cheryl and Luther. Wolverine :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5. Person you went to shop with?&lt;/span&gt; My mum. We were hunting for my prom dress 2 days ago. didn't buy anything yet though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6. You talked on the phone?&lt;/span&gt; My mum last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7. Made you laugh?&lt;/span&gt; Julia Christine and Victor, again, last night. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8. You hugged?&lt;/span&gt; Jo Eve!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ANSWER TRUTHFULLY...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. Sun or moon?&lt;/span&gt; The moon. The sun gives me an unwanted tan, kills my skin with harmful UV rays and BURRRRNNSSS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. Winter or Fall?&lt;/span&gt; Winter! Only because I have not experienced Winter yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3. Left or Right?&lt;/span&gt; Yes I am a righty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4. Sunny or rainy?&lt;/span&gt; Rainy :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5. Where do you live?&lt;/span&gt; Near this mall in this area in this state in this country on earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6. Club or pub?&lt;/span&gt; Erm. Pub, to be honest. You can have a decent conversation with someone in a pub, but not in a club with the blaring music. Plus you dont need to pay to enter a pub now do you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7. Are there 1 or 2 people who you can always trust and rely on?&lt;/span&gt; Couldn't live without 'em.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8. Do you want to get married?&lt;/span&gt; Yes please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;9. Do you twirl your spaghetti or cut it? &lt;/span&gt;Twirl! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10. What time is it?&lt;/span&gt; 6.13pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;11. Are you afraid of commitment?&lt;/span&gt; Normally I'd answer no, but lately I've been asking myself that question a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;12. What is your greatest hope/wish?&lt;/span&gt; MAKE LOVE NOT WAR BITCHES! and also, people, please, stop polluting the environment. Nature is lovely (if you dont count the bugs and crap)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;13. Do you cook?&lt;/span&gt; Hardly :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;14. Current mood?&lt;/span&gt; Lazy. lolol. I'm procrastinating on my studying now actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;IN THE LAST 48 HOURS HAVE YOU...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. Kissed someone?&lt;/span&gt; Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. Sang? &lt;/span&gt;In the car! and I will be singing in the shower soon! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3. Listened to music?&lt;/span&gt; Ob-viously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4. Danced?&lt;/span&gt; Err... sorta. hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5. Cried?&lt;/span&gt; Nah. More like teared up. Greys Anatomy does that to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6. Liked someone you can't?&lt;/span&gt; How can you cant like someone? You mean like, liking a sworn enemy or something? Doesnt make sense yo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;22 FIRSTS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1.Who was your first prom date?&lt;/span&gt; Luther!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. Who was your first roommate? &lt;/span&gt;Erm. my mum?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3. What alcoholic beverage did you drink when you got drunk the first time?&lt;/span&gt; The first time? ... its kinda hard recalling what or when you got drunk for the first time if you were DRUNK right? You usually dont remember these things. But at the top of my head, I'd say it was either on JimBean + coke, or lotsa wine. The first time I got high on alco is another story though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5. What was your first car?&lt;/span&gt; Dont have one yet. *sniff*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6. When did you go to your first funeral and viewing?&lt;/span&gt; I've never been to a funeral before :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8. Who was your first grade teacher? &lt;/span&gt;Pn Shanthi!!! I remember she left SKDU after awhile, for reasons I dont remember, and then I dont remember who was my teacher after that. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;9. Where did you go on your first ride on an airplane?&lt;/span&gt; Erm. Penang or Johor. I really dont remember, I was veeeeery young.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10. When you snuck out of your house for the first time, who was it with?&lt;/span&gt; Well technically the first time I snuck out of the house was just to hang out at the driveway outside my house, with my ex. So I didnt really travel too far huh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;11. Who was your first Best Friend?&lt;/span&gt; Jessica Tan Yune Lynn. We're not that close now though. She's 4 years older than me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;12. Who is your best friend?&lt;/span&gt; I have a lot, actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;14. Who is the first person you call when you have a bad day?&lt;/span&gt; I dont really call people much. But I usually just rant to the first person I see, which is usually my sister because she'd be home! If she isnt home, and I'm online, I'll just find someone and rant. Thats all :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;15. Whose wedding were you in the first time you were a Bridesmaid or groomsman?&lt;/span&gt; NOBODY'S! wuwuwu. I'm only 18 dude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;16. What's the first thing you did when you got up this morning? &lt;/span&gt;Snooooooooooze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;19. First tattoo or piercing?&lt;/span&gt; Piercing. A pair on each ear when I was 7.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;20. First celebrity crush?&lt;/span&gt; NICK CARTER!!!! *throws flowers*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;22. First crush?&lt;/span&gt; Shawn Lim. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ala the tag is over so fast. I have to tag 17 people now, which is CRAZY. Seriously man who came up with that number? Its ridiculous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I tag... Lauranne, Shu Ling, Julia, Chloe, Jia Ern, Shin Lin, Ying Xian, Evangeline, Karmen, Brian Chong, Eu Wing, Cheryl, errr, errr I DUNNO WHO ELSE READS MY BLOG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU. OVER THERE. JUST DO THIS TAG ALREADY LAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay time to do mechanics now bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20227005-2938270813990019712?l=the--bee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the--bee.blogspot.com/feeds/2938270813990019712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20227005&amp;postID=2938270813990019712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20227005/posts/default/2938270813990019712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20227005/posts/default/2938270813990019712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the--bee.blogspot.com/2009/05/tagged.html' title='Tagged!'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11971396000002372190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20227005.post-6698539612341813057</id><published>2009-05-08T23:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T23:32:16.658+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='football'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Evan made a big booboo!</title><content type='html'>Evan says:&lt;br /&gt;eh paul coelho's the alchemist not very nice&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Debsy   - says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; EHHHH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; wHY LA?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evan says:&lt;br /&gt;I DONNO&lt;br /&gt;ITS POINTLESS LA&lt;br /&gt;about this dude who likes this chick&lt;br /&gt;the dude goes on a journey to find this thing&lt;br /&gt;in the the thing is at the ori place where he came from&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Debsy   - says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; EH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; FUCK YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; SHUT UP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evan says:&lt;br /&gt;OMG I TOLD YOU THE WHOLE STORY&lt;br /&gt;IM SO SORRY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Debsy   - says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; I HAVENT READ IT YET LA &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evan says:&lt;br /&gt;I JUST REALISED&lt;br /&gt;HJAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAA&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Debsy   - says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; HAHAHHAHAA OMG EVAN I HATE YOU WHY DO YOU DO THIS TO ME T____T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maaaajor major spoiler EVAN!!!! &gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well I still like you dont worry hahahahahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/SgRQHzfur_I/AAAAAAAAAPE/9rTNbUIt-6Y/s1600-h/DSC06821.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/SgRQHzfur_I/AAAAAAAAAPE/9rTNbUIt-6Y/s400/DSC06821.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333475953726107634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still support you even if ManU creamed us on Wednesday. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want my own jersey lah :( i had to pathetically take this picture in the Nike fitting room ok. damn shy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20227005-6698539612341813057?l=the--bee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the--bee.blogspot.com/feeds/6698539612341813057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20227005&amp;postID=6698539612341813057' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20227005/posts/default/6698539612341813057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20227005/posts/default/6698539612341813057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the--bee.blogspot.com/2009/05/evan-made-big-booboo.html' title='Evan made a big booboo!'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11971396000002372190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/SgRQHzfur_I/AAAAAAAAAPE/9rTNbUIt-6Y/s72-c/DSC06821.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20227005.post-8215113300710537825</id><published>2009-05-08T19:30:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T23:24:07.265+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dailies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Last day of A levels.</title><content type='html'>Wow its been a week already. That was fast. Almost too fast.&lt;br /&gt;Kinda makes me think about how fast one and a half years has been...&lt;br /&gt;How fast my entire A-levels course seemed to just swift by my face just as I was about to grab hold of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find it weird, because just when A-levels was starting, I had a hard time adjusting.&lt;br /&gt;And now, look at me, getting all emo that its ending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll admit, I thought I had a pretty hard time when A levels started. I had to leave my comfort zone (high school) and go to college, complete strangers with everyone. Deep down inside I was pretty much dreading to go for class. But I still went anyway.&lt;br /&gt;But after awhile, I looked forward to going to college. I looked forward to going for LAN Classes and stuff. All because of... well, that's another story to tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yealah, as I said, i slowly looked forward to going to class. I started rebuilding my comfort zone inside college and after some time, life was good! Life was really good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as time flew by, life got even better.&lt;br /&gt;I got to know my classmates more, and even now it pains me to think that I might not be seeing most of them anymore after the Annual Ball this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I think the thing I'm gonna miss most is the actual course, A levels.&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna miss going to class, laughing with my lecturers whom I've grown to love, learning with them, hanging out with my friends during our lunch breaks, playing Ginrummy (jinrami? ginrumy? how the eff do you spell that?) and Chor Dai Dee during our lunch breaks, complaining about how smelly we smell after lunch, talking about football, etcetc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna miss all of it :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/SgRIpRWMHeI/AAAAAAAAANk/SYr1IuCb_z8/s1600-h/DSCN0028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/SgRIpRWMHeI/AAAAAAAAANk/SYr1IuCb_z8/s400/DSCN0028.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333467732581817826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/SgRIoo0EyiI/AAAAAAAAANE/Sa6-uMXxhbo/s1600-h/n544239149_524690_4343.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/SgRIoo0EyiI/AAAAAAAAANE/Sa6-uMXxhbo/s400/n544239149_524690_4343.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333467721701313058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/SgRIo94678I/AAAAAAAAANM/d2tj4EOT-uQ/s1600-h/n544239149_524703_9113.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/SgRIo94678I/AAAAAAAAANM/d2tj4EOT-uQ/s400/n544239149_524703_9113.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333467727358783426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Belle was totally grabbing my boob lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/SgRIpBcwxnI/AAAAAAAAANc/CthJCmL7e_U/s1600-h/n744658668_964160_7945.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/SgRIpBcwxnI/AAAAAAAAANc/CthJCmL7e_U/s400/n744658668_964160_7945.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333467728314418802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/SgRIo6yU4kI/AAAAAAAAANU/exaw-9ayQNk/s1600-h/n657816750_953253_1287.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/SgRIo6yU4kI/AAAAAAAAANU/exaw-9ayQNk/s400/n657816750_953253_1287.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333467726525817410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Rajpal we need to take another picture. Neither of us look sexy here :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/SgRKhL1rbXI/AAAAAAAAAN0/vxEIp9YvmD4/s1600-h/n544239149_716406_1103.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/SgRKhL1rbXI/AAAAAAAAAN0/vxEIp9YvmD4/s400/n544239149_716406_1103.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333469792687582578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/SgRKg3yWbuI/AAAAAAAAANs/isV5BcghIv4/s1600-h/n506330523_3926147_6961.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/SgRKg3yWbuI/AAAAAAAAANs/isV5BcghIv4/s400/n506330523_3926147_6961.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333469787304914658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/SgRKhSgYZkI/AAAAAAAAAN8/U3tEM25sQNQ/s1600-h/3008_64971083122_639593122_1734855_5523684_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/SgRKhSgYZkI/AAAAAAAAAN8/U3tEM25sQNQ/s400/3008_64971083122_639593122_1734855_5523684_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333469794477303362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/SgRKhdy5loI/AAAAAAAAAOE/FA3nxFyf7mM/s1600-h/3118_92354526680_618236680_2220866_1068778_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/SgRKhdy5loI/AAAAAAAAAOE/FA3nxFyf7mM/s400/3118_92354526680_618236680_2220866_1068778_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333469797507765890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/SgRKhpCXHhI/AAAAAAAAAOM/V3Af6AJQtfI/s1600-h/3118_92356416680_618236680_2220899_4767129_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/SgRKhpCXHhI/AAAAAAAAAOM/V3Af6AJQtfI/s400/3118_92356416680_618236680_2220899_4767129_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333469800525405714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/SgRLiqY73NI/AAAAAAAAAOU/L45pJkRu2Ac/s1600-h/3008_64971253122_639593122_1734874_596130_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/SgRLiqY73NI/AAAAAAAAAOU/L45pJkRu2Ac/s400/3008_64971253122_639593122_1734874_596130_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333470917580020946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/SgRLiyKIHQI/AAAAAAAAAOc/CSsm823-RgE/s1600-h/3118_92364011680_618236680_2221007_3771688_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 301px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/SgRLiyKIHQI/AAAAAAAAAOc/CSsm823-RgE/s400/3118_92364011680_618236680_2221007_3771688_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333470919665392898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Face of the year hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/SgRLjAoUq3I/AAAAAAAAAOk/mq3LgNV4Ytc/s1600-h/n677821588_1820276_2789368.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/SgRLjAoUq3I/AAAAAAAAAOk/mq3LgNV4Ytc/s400/n677821588_1820276_2789368.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333470923550141298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Evan my converse + skinnies buddy! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/SgRLjeVuoOI/AAAAAAAAAOs/k6ytnzGnEjY/s1600-h/2800_98066731680_618236680_2314136_696020_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/SgRLjeVuoOI/AAAAAAAAAOs/k6ytnzGnEjY/s400/2800_98066731680_618236680_2314136_696020_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333470931525214434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/SgRLjSW6TrI/AAAAAAAAAO0/fUfRiPiPhxY/s1600-h/2800_98067196680_618236680_2314149_6663147_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/SgRLjSW6TrI/AAAAAAAAAO0/fUfRiPiPhxY/s400/2800_98067196680_618236680_2314149_6663147_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333470928308948658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Look ma, no hands! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol. Its been a great one and a half years, and despite the bumpy start, it was all worth it :) You guys made an impact in my life, big and small, and i just wanna thank you guys! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/SgRNCFOdvgI/AAAAAAAAAO8/u9LvgVyIAZ0/s1600-h/4158_84417566652_555756652_2241158_6417976_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/SgRNCFOdvgI/AAAAAAAAAO8/u9LvgVyIAZ0/s400/4158_84417566652_555756652_2241158_6417976_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333472556871433730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our chem class :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuyoh I love writing emo blog posts hahahhaha. I feel so awkward and shy shy now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, with our exams coming up, I'll see all of you on the other side! :D whether its at the Kuantan trip, or our A levels Ball. Wheee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe at our final chemistry class this tuesday, LOL.  potong stim only nia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20227005-8215113300710537825?l=the--bee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the--bee.blogspot.com/feeds/8215113300710537825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20227005&amp;postID=8215113300710537825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20227005/posts/default/8215113300710537825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20227005/posts/default/8215113300710537825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the--bee.blogspot.com/2009/05/last-day-of-levels.html' title='Last day of A levels.'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11971396000002372190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KUpSkXuho4I/SgRIpRWMHeI/AAAAAAAAANk/SYr1IuCb_z8/s72-c/DSCN0028.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20227005.post-3528402572376262561</id><published>2009-05-04T22:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>
